Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

It was night, and a long candle was burning in the main tent, and the warm light flowed on the two people who were in an intimate posture.

Yan Qing closed her eyes and comfortably pillowed on Lu Bu's lap, while letting the other party clumsily hold the towel with his hands accustomed to holding weapons, and wringing out his long hair that was wet from the bath, while talking in a chatting tone Let's get down to business.

"If it's as expected, at the latest the day after tomorrow, the three families of Wuhuan, Xianbei and Southern Xiongnu will all come to ask for an audience."

Lu Bu had also heard about this a little bit, and he had never had a good impression of the barbarian who smelled blood like a vulture, but he believed that his master was wise and mighty, so he had never heard of it.

Now that Yan Qing took the initiative to mention it, he couldn't help but stop his movements. He wanted to ask some questions to clear up the confusion that had lingered for several days, but he also habitually became vigilant: "Maybe the lord is going to repeat the old trick!"

Naturally, he was referring to the attack on Cheriji, the king of the Western Qiang, who committed the crime alone and captured the thief and the king.

Yan Qing could clearly feel the muscles of the long legs on the pillow tightened as Lu Bu held his breath, so he touched his chest with a smile: "It's absolutely nothing."

Lu Bu heaved a long sigh of relief, resumed the movement of twisting his hair, and said dissatisfiedly: "Those barbarians have always been very annoying."

Although Ding Yuan regained part of the lost land in Bingzhou, his hometown fell to the enemy for a while, causing villagers to be displaced or die of hatred in the flames of war, which still left a deep impression on Lu Bu's heart.

Although he obeyed Yan Qing's order, as long as he had the opportunity, he would not be merciful to those foreign thieves.

Yan Qing casually rolled over on his lap, sighed, and hummed.

In the history of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, whenever the princes in the north fought for annexation, there were always these shit-stirring figures-Although Yan Qing thought this word was too vulgar, he was reluctant to say it easily, but he described those The barbarian style is very appropriate.

Whether it is the Southern Huns led by Fuluo, Wuhuan led by Tadun, Xianbei governed by Budugen and Kebineng, they are all very active in connecting with the major princes and participating in the "foreign aid" status with a high-sounding appearance. In the big and small battles in the Central Plains, he took the opportunity to burn, kill and loot, and then patted his ass in a cool way, and left with slaves, money and food.

When the Han people in the Central Plains were strong, they pretended to submit to them; when they were weak, they turned their faces and rebelled; , besieged cities, trampled on crops, hacked and killed Han people, raped and plundered women...

For most of the warlords who are eager to win, it is also very cost-effective to pay such an insignificant price to temporarily exchange for a tough and skilled soldier.

For example, Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao, Liu Yu in history, and even rulers such as Wei Wendi Cao Pi in the later period, once fought for these notorious foreigners when the battle was in an emergency, and existed like mercenaries.

As for the pain and catastrophe it will bring to the people, or the devastation left to the victors, they are not in their consideration for the time being... After all, if the territory cannot be conquered, what is there to worry about?

Obviously they are used to cooperating with those people, when they took the initiative to contact Yan Qing this time, they didn't think they would be rejected at all.

Yan Qing half-closed his eyes, his eyes were cold, and his tone was only light: "It's more than just disgusting?"

Lu Bu silently chewed the seven words that were both emotional and angry, and gradually came to his senses. After a long while, he couldn't help but probed: "My lord, are you pretending to join forces with them?"

Yan Qing: "Yes."

Lu Bu made quick calculations in his heart, then frowned, and looked at Yan Qing with suspicion slowly: "My lord really didn't plan it that way?"

Yan Qing laughed: "When have I ever lied to you!"

——Not only have I been cheated, but I have been cheated many times.

Lu Bu secretly slandered, but he didn't reveal anything on his face, he just said honestly: "It seems like never."

Yan Qing was satisfied, and revealed to him the specific plan for this time: "I know you won't be relieved, so this time, I made a special trip to allow you to participate."

Lu Bu: "!!!"

Yan Qing was in a good mood to appreciate his amazed and joyful expression, and then continued: "None of them has ever seen you and me, because they often live outside the Great Wall, and the news is relatively closed, so they can make full use of this."

Lu Bu seemed to understand but half understood, and his breathing was short of breath.

Yan Qing said slowly: "So this time, I intend to let you catch the knife."

Although he has many card skills, there are also many restrictions.

However, anything with great lethality would be a huge burden on him, especially those ranged attacks, which are mostly indistinguishable from friend and foe.

Every time he was asked to go to the meeting alone, not to mention that Lu Bu had great opinions, Guo Jia, Xunyou and other counselors would definitely not allow him to behave like this.

But this time, in order to show the sincerity of cooperation, most of the people who came here were the leader, or the leader's heir. If he didn't do anything, he felt too sorry for the chaos that almost led to the extermination of the Han people.

After careful consideration, Yan Qing simply decided to hand over the matter of charging into the battle to Lu Bu, and he would be on the sidelines to help.

Lu Bu looked bewildered: "Catch the knife?"

Doesn't he hold a knife every day?

This allusion is still not complete, of course Lu Bu is puzzled.

Yan Qing didn't explain, but with a sly look in his eyes, he blinked at Lu Bu, and the corners of his lips turned up slightly, successfully fascinated the other party, and obediently listened to him...

In the afternoon of the next day, the leader of the army rushed forward, and Ke Bineng, the leader of the Xianbei who came all the way, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the crumbling fortress in the flames of war.

——Fortunately, we caught up.

After the brave and resourceful leader, Tan Shihuai, passed away, the Xianbei tribes that had only been gathered for a short time fell apart again, and in the past few decades, they were divided into three major forces.

One is Budugen, who is mostly active in the Yanmen area of ​​Bingzhou;

The three forces are constantly fighting openly and secretly. This time, he relied on Suli's faction that more than one leader was arguing endlessly about whether to send troops this time, and he took the opportunity to seize the opportunity and catch up with Budugen. come over.

Even so, Ke Bineng did not relax.

On the contrary, he frowned tightly, glanced at Anzhai not far away, Luanti Yufulo and Tadun's troops who had arrived half a day earlier than him, and a strong sense of crisis surged up in an instant.

Counting the four troops of the Yan Qing Army, Mali is undoubtedly his weakest, and the benefits he can get in the end must also be the least.

Kebi Neng shook his head, managed to get rid of the heaviness in his heart, entered the narrow and long valley, found a relatively flat open space next to the other two tribes, cleaned up the dead branches and leaves, and let the tired soldiers They camped there.

After the tasks were arranged, he went to take a shower and groom himself, and then respectfully sent someone to present a gift in order to see Yan Qing.

Even though he had the most ordinary background among these few people, because the tribe stationed was close to the frontier, he intentionally took in some fleeing ghosts.

From these Han people, he absorbed a lot of Central Plains culture, and also learned some military tactics - using military orders and drums, instead of just relying on the sturdy cavalry to rush forward.

He also knows a little bit about the ways of the world.

Sure enough, after the presents were delivered, the general with a big pancake face who looked like black charcoal and was very strong seemed to ease his attitude towards them. Although Daoyan Sikong was very busy, he would still take some time, In a military tent temporarily set up outside the camp, several of them were interviewed at the same time.

"My lord, do you want to bring more guards?"

Ke Bi Neng pondered for a while, and pressed the leopard skin pressed on the edge of the battle helmet on his head: "It is enough to bring three."

The Han people could have asked them to enter their camp, but he didn't, which proved his sincerity. If he was overprepared, he would be a laughing stock.

Besides...

It's not that Ke Bi Neng is too big, but he really can't imagine that there are people in the world who are crazy enough to go against them who have no grievances or enmity and intend to cooperate, and at the same time go to war with three powerful forces.

Apparently, Yu Fuluo of the Southern Huns and Tadun of Wuhuan had the same idea as him, and they only ordered three guards symbolically.

After entering the account, the first thing everyone did was to cast their eyes in the direction of the chief seat, to see clearly who the famous and mighty Yan Da Sikong was. ——

drink!

Ke Bi Neng's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help gasping in his heart: This Sikong is so tall, and his physique is so strong!

It is worthy of being a ruthless character who can personally lead the army to conquer the north and defeat the king of Xiqiang.

Yan Qing sat with a blank expression on his face, and he could still see that his figure was extremely tall, but it wasn't that he was exuding complete brute strength, but rather a well-proportioned and well-proportioned man with extremely smooth muscle lines.

His face is also extremely handsome, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, a high nose bridge, wheat-colored skin, his fingers are tapping on the desk one after another, and he looks into their eyes following the sound, except for a little impatience , the vast majority are still indifferent.

The rumors are really unbelievable, Ke Bi Neng thought to himself, what kind of modest gentleman looks like a banished immortal?

However, such a mighty appearance and unstoppable arrogance are more in line with the Yan Qing they imagined.

"sit."

Seeing that they were still in a daze, Yan Qing couldn't help but frowned, knocked heavily on the table, and issued this command in a low voice, then withdrew his hand and lazily wrapped his arms around the person who was snuggling beside him. son's waist.

woman?

The others were the same as Ke Bineng, only then did they notice that there was another person beside Yan Qing, and their eyes suddenly became very subtle.

Not for anything else, just because unlike them who brought three fierce guards out of prudence, what Yan Qing brought was only a slender young woman with beautiful eyebrows and shy expressions. That's all for women.

Kebi can't help but feel embarrassed.

The rumors are really nonsense - why Yan cleans herself and is not close to women?

It is clear that she is so lustful that she cannot leave Ai Ji even for a moment, and she has to bring it to this occasion.

The woman was wrapped around her waist, but she was used to it, and she was only a little uneasy when she was sized up with ambiguous eyes by the dozen or so burly men. .

Yan Qing cast a warning glance at them, and after successfully making people look away, Fang cleared his throat and casually cut to the point...