Chapter 3591: The Erosion of the Blood Chapter

Life has ups and downs.

It should be noted that this is not ups and downs, but ups and downs.

Some people's high point is in teenagers, and they are at their peak when they appear. When they are teenagers, others are still rolling iron rings on the street, and then they can already sit on the four iron rings. However, as someone at home enters, they suddenly fall from the peak. They still have no time to beat up until they are thirty or forty years old and are confused.

Some people will be later, and they will accomplish nothing in the first 20 or 30 years. Then they will catch the wind and soar up, and suddenly become the object of admiration for millions of people. Then they stayed in the wind for a long time and thought they could really fly. They pointed at the guy below and acted like I scolded you for your good things. As a result, the wind stopped and it fell down.

Everyone has different people. There are only a few opportunities in a lifetime, or even just a moment when you pass by them. Only when you think back many years later can you find that you are only one step away from your dream come true.

This is true for Wang Yun. He originally thought that following Cao Cao's attack on Guanzhong was already the most unlucky time, and then it should stop falling and rebound, right? What he didn't expect was that this was just a downward transit station, and the bottom seemed to be far away. His luck seemed to have been used up in his youth.

When he was young, his family was still in a good position, so he had extra money to help him learn martial arts and whistle with guns and sticks in the countryside. However, during the Yellow Turban Rebellion, everything was changed.

The happy home disappeared, the loving parents died, and all that was left was endless sorrow and regret.

What I regret is my young ignorance, and I often contradict my parents for some trivial matters and make naughty things.

What I hate is the Yellow Turban thieves who greed and crazily destroyed his hometown and went to destruction by themselves.

So later Wang Yun joined the army as a good son and surrounded and suppressed the Yellow Turban thieves under Cao Cao's command...

When he followed Cao Cao to defeat the Two Yuans, he thought that the world would inevitably belong to Cao Cao. At that time, he was proud because he felt that if he stood with the winner, he would inevitably go to victory.

And now he no longer feels that way.

Especially during the period of time when he was stationed in Luoyang City, he saw that the number of cavalry troops was increasing, and the situation on his own side became worse and worse.

The situation in Heluo will be broken one day after another.

Man Chong's previous arrangement at Yique Pass also briefly brought some hope to Wang Yun.

Water and fire are ruthless. If the arrangement of the man-god in Yique could indeed flood some cavalry troops with Yishui, then the soldiers of Cao's army on the top of Luoyang City will definitely climb to the city to watch, be happy and excited, and their morale will naturally be greatly improved.

What a pity...

Although Wang Yun also knew that most strategies required the right time, place, people, etc. to achieve it, but seeing that Man Chong's strategy had no news, the Cavalry Army appeared at Luoyang City almost without any damage. Even if he didn't say it, his heart began to stir up.

The situation collapsed so much that even though Man Chong had commanded well on Luoyang City these days and attacked the Cavalry Army back, Heluo's will definitely be defeated, which is an indisputable fact before his eyes.

Wang Yun has had enough of this.

He was tired of war.

The reason why he joined the army was because he hated the Yellow Turbans, and his strength alone was obviously unable to compete with the Yellow Turban thieves. Therefore, he joined the army against the Yellow Turbans. After fighting the Yellow Turbans, he continued to fight with the Two Yuans, which may be regarded as his inertia on the route of war. It was not until the current Guanzhong ice that he knew more clearly that this road was probably over.

The despair evolved from hope made Wang Yun suddenly feel that everything had lost its meaning.

So what if I keep it?

Just like Tangshan in Taigu Pass?

Follow orders and then become a meritorious person of the Cavalry Army?

Even if you can defend Luoyang for a while, can you still defend it for a lifetime?

Just surrender, live some peaceful and stable life in the future.

The sunset of Wang Yun seemed to have come to an end in his heart for the first half of his life.

"Military Marquis! Those officials are here again!"

Around Wang Yun, a soldier reminded him.

Wang Yun looked back and saw a team of officials wearing snake-patterned cloaks slowly coming at the other end of the city wall.

Wang Yun frowned.

"Damn it, we have to deal with the cavalry outside, and we have to deal with these guys inside... When will this day be..."

...

...

Sometimes, the more you hope for something, the less you don’t want something, and what just happens.

On the horse-faced wall in Dongcheng, Luoyang, Wang Yun squeezed the blue bricks on the squarest, repeatedly reminding himself in his heart, don't be angry, don't have any conflicts with these officials, but...

『Wang Junhou!』

The military official's bronze talisman hit the chestplate and jingled.

The bronze talisman shines in the sunset.

This made Wang Yun feel a little dazed for a moment. He remembered the dogs raised in the courtyard of the high-ranking village. It seemed that there was a sign hanging, but that sign was at least worth the monthly meal of ordinary people, and even more.

The leader looked at Wang Yun's silence and frowned, throwing half of the bag of millet in his hand in front of Wang Yun, "Don't the Junhou explain or explain?"

The millet grains drizzled from the trough and mixed into the dark brown blood mud in the cracks of the broken blue bricks on the city wall.

The head of the stern knight who was kneeling on the ground suddenly struggled, "That was left for the wounded soldiers..."

Before he finished speaking, a sergeant kicked Nashi's long face.

The blood stains mixed with half of the broken teeth splashed out, falling on the millet grains, mixed with the old blood stains.

Wang Yun recognized this. He was originally under Tangshan, but later fled to Luoyang City with some other soldiers and assigned to Wang Yun's hands.

"The military advisor repeatedly declares that it is strictly forbidden to store food and grass privately! Violators..." The green-faced slut had long fingers on the sole of the boots. He deliberately paused and looked around so that the soldiers around him could hear the second half of the sentence, "Being the beheaded and hanging on the pallet."

Wang Yun's Adam's apple moved.

He caught a glimpse of the arrow sore on the back of the neck that was seeping pus.

Shi Chang was a wounded soldier, and some other soldiers were also wounded soldiers.

Wang Yun knew the purpose of controlling military rations.

Today's great man is not like in the peaceful period. He only needs to take out five zhu coins wherever he goes, and he can buy a bowl of rice. Now food and grass are life. He is sent to the head every day, and he eats a bite when he is alive. If he dies, he will naturally save it.

The small half bag of millet was still the one that had been accumulated and hidden before the strict military ration control was not strictly controlled...

Although this small half bag of millet was hidden before, it does not mean that it can be released without guilt now.

Wang Yun asked him to hide the details, but for some reason he was found by the officials.

"Everyone and stolen money are both captured", it's too late to say anything.

"Emperor Xu, wait."

Wang Yun held the other party's hand that was about to draw the knife, "This... these millets were asked by him to divide them..."

Wang Yun took off the seal on his waist, "I would like to tie myself up and please see the envoy."

Xu Xu stared at Wang Yun like a poisonous snake staring at the prey. After a while, he suddenly grinned, "Are you trying to threaten the envoy? Or are you planning to shelter the stilbees?"

The sneer of the Xu family's sneer rang on the city, like a soul-defeating crow singing. "The infamous reputation is all the envoys, but you have a good reputation of loving soldiers and bravely taking responsibility?! Do you know why you have to control military rations, but you come to play this game! Are you treating the general as a joke?!"

Wang Yun's temple was beating.

He remembered that he was in Chenliu Camp last year. He was the gang of soldiers from Yingchuan who had no feelings at all. He killed seven soldiers who had privately divided their horses in public without any affection...

He remembered that in the Luoyang ditches, these soldiers who had tried to escape from the battlefield, were also these soldiers who had executed Lingchi, and their heads were still inserted into the ditches...

『Execution!』

The violent shout of the sage officer Xu Duwei tear the twilight.

Suddenly, Nash was dragged to the edge of the battlement.

The ring-headed knife was raised high, and the blade shone with the light of the setting sun.

Wang Yun stepped forward, held the arm that raised the knife, and said earnestly, "Prince! I guarantee him for three days as a military waiter! Let him make meritorious contributions! In Luoyang..., no one can guarantee death or life in the next moment..."

Xu Chaoli narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean? Are you preparing to rebel?"

Wang Yun frowned, "How do you say rebellion? Isn't it just this small half bag of military rations?"

Xu Qiang's eyebrows stood up, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled open the long crotch armor, revealing the plain silk for wrapping the wounds underneath. "How did this silk cloth come from? This is the wounded silk cloth used by the cavalry! Now that the two crimes are combined, we should be killed immediately!"

Wang Yun was stunned for a moment.

Collaborating with the enemy?

How is that possible?

But the plain silk on the long body seemed to be "definite" evidence, leaving Wang Yun speechless.

The Cao army's wounded soldiers did not have any decent medical kits or wounded supplies. The city's traditional Chinese medicine silk was exhausted ten days ago, and the wounded soldiers even removed the shroud as bandages. Where can there be any plain silk?

This plain silk cloth, which was obviously incompatible with Cao's army, seemed to be indeed evidence of "cooperating with the enemy"...

The head of Shi Chang, who had been kicked to death, shook his head frantically, as if he wanted to say something, but was trampled on his head by the slaughtering officer. He could only make a hesitant sound, blurred.

Because he didn't know what to say, Wang Yun's hands subconsciously loosened a little...

Xu Zhengli pushed Wang Yun away and "execute!"

The moment the ghost-headed sword fell, Wang Yun closed his eyes and sighed. He heard the muffled sound of the blade slashing into his flesh and blood, as if it was slashing into his heart.

The blood splattered on Xu Duwei's crown, as if he had eyed the ferocious beast.

『Hang the head!』
To be continued...