Chapter 275 The sound of drums and horns on a snowy night(2/2)
"Woo..."
On the night, the camp of the Xuzhou Corps of the Xuanjia Army suddenly sounded the assembly call.
The extremely dull and harsh horn sound broke through the heavy suppression of the goose feather snow and pierced the silent sky.
"Xilulu..."
The neighing sounds of war horses lifted up layers of snow walls, crossed the mottled and cold city walls, and entered thousands of households in Chang'an City, awakening the people in their dreams of enjoying the harvest.
"Crack..."
An hour later, a "long dragon" quickly walked in a vast white wilderness, and the snow made a crisp sound like broken jade. It was not the piano and zheng singing lyrical serenade, but the killing of the golden sword and iron horse.
Pronunciation.
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Xuzhou, Langya, Yangdu.
"Brother, are you opposed to your uncle going south to Jingzhou because Lu County is close to Yang?"
In the study in Zhuge's mansion, Zhuge Jun, who was seven years old, sat beside a fire, looking at his sixteen-year-old elder brother Zhuge Jin, with a puzzled look on his face.
Zhuge Liang, who was sitting next to Zhuge Jun, also stared at Zhuge Jin thoughtfully.
"Not all."
The elegant and kind Zhuge Jin glanced at Zhuge Xuan, the unrestrained uncle beside him, and explained to Zhuge Jun with a warm expression.
"Lu County not only has Kong Wenju and Cai Boji, but also gathers many important figures. When we go to Lu County to avoid disaster, we can get close to great scholars and increase our knowledge."
Zang Ba suddenly moved his troops to Kaiyang, and the county magistrates and major surnames in Xuzhou frequently attacked Tao Qian. Since Tao Qian fled from Xia Pi where the mutiny occurred, his life and death were uncertain. This made Zhuge Xuan smell the crisis, so he proposed to leave with his family.
Xuzhou, taking refuge in Jing Yang, Zhuge Jin suggested going to Lu.
"Kong Wenju is Tao Chongguang's teacher. Even if he raises troops to avenge his revenge, he will not endanger the State of Lu!"
Although the ten-year-old Zhuge Liang was young, his eyes were extremely sophisticated and deep. He had seen through his elder brother Zhuge Jin's intentions and couldn't help but make a sound.
"Brother thinks so too."
Zhuge Jin nodded at Zhuge Liang with warm eyes. Zhuge Liang could see through his intentions, and Zhuge Jin was not surprised at all.
"That's it. As soon as the heavy snow stops tomorrow, I will go to Lu County immediately."
Zhuge Xuan, who was stroking his beard with his hands, had a pair of warm eyes, passing through the faces of his three nephews one by one, and his eyes revealed a hint of envy.
Chapter completed!