In the first month of the fourth year of Jian'an, although the season was already spring, the climate was still cold, and the waterline of the Huai River had dropped to the lowest point recorded.

The southern bank of the Huai River, Shouchun, and the northern foothills.

A huge spiritual banner was flying in the cold wind, sometimes flying high, sometimes falling slowly.

Gao Chong was wearing white clothes and stood alone by the Huai River. The cold weather for days made the soldiers wearing white banners tighten their necks one by one, but Gao Chong seemed to have no sense at all. He stood at the highest point on the river bank, silent for a long time.

Ling Cao's death caused Gao Chong to suffer a huge blow. He was not discouraged when Jiangdong and Sun Ce had a fierce battle, and he finally collapsed when he saw Ling Cao's head.

The main reason why the battle to Xuzhou was that Gao Chong estimated his strength too much, and at the same time he looked down on Cao's army's mobile combat capabilities in the plains.

Compared with Cao Cao, Gao Chong did not experience enough setbacks. When he was young, he had not learned how to use strategies and tricks to achieve his goals. Being brave and strong is his strength, but blindly being strong is his weakness.

"Please beloved and take care of your respect!" Zhou Yu stepped forward and said softly.

Gao Chong turned around and saw that Zhou Yu's face was also sad. Zhou Yu, who was leaning against Gao Chong, was also very guilty of Ling Cao's death.

"Peng Jin, is there any whereabouts of public knowledge?" Gao Chong asked.

Gong Ji is the name of Ling Tong. Ling Tong escaped in the battle of Wuping, but there was no definite news about life or death. After Ling Cao was killed, this became the thing that Gao Chong was most concerned about.

Gao Chong shouted: "No matter how much more people are sent to find it, no matter how much the price is, you must find public achievements. I have to meet people alive and die with corpses."

"Fit---, bury!" The old man who presided over the funeral ceremony was desolate and slightly moaned with a hint of unique voice in Kuaiji County in the south, which exuded an indescribable sadness in the strangeness.

As the rope hanging in the coffin slowly fell, the coffin containing Ling Cao's body was placed peacefully in the dug loess pit. In the red painted coffin, there was only Ling Cao's head, and the torso part was a fake body carved by a craftsman using good wood. This fake body was lifelike, with a bracelet and knife in his arms, just like Ling Cao's appearance during his lifetime.

Gao Chong closed his tired and lost eyes tightly. At this moment, Ling Cao's pair of eyes dying with his eyes closed, and there was this lonely grave, independent of the North Mountain and the Huai River.

As the eyes of thousands of Jiangdong soldiers were watching, Gao Chong knelt down at Ling Cao's Tomb Ying, leaned over and bowed, and he shouted loudly: "Chong is here to swear that he will bring the head of the thief Xiahouyuan in the future to avenge the general."

After saying that, Gao Chong turned around and bowed to Huai River, saying, "People are incompetent, and they are tired of all the brothers' death on the battlefield and buried their bones in a foreign land. However, please rest assured that you are a hero. I will treat your parents, wives and children well, and will not let them suffer any pain or suffer any pain."

When Gao Chong said this, his cheeks were wet with tears. In the past, scenes flashed through his heart as yesterday. Human life is the same. There is no distinction between high and low. Generals are one life, and small soldiers are also one life. Gao Chong was also a humble small soldiers back then. He understood the desire to be valued by others.

Some of the soldiers who saw him off could not help sobbing. The man would not cry easily, but if he could not curb his inner excitement, what's wrong with crying happily?

"When I step across the Huai River again, would you still want to go together?" Gao Chong turned around and shouted to the thousands of Jiangdong children wearing white clothes.

"Yes!" unknown who was the first among the crowd shouted.

What followed was the shouts of shouts. Although these shouts were not neat and majestic enough, they exude the unyielding will of the children of Jiangdong.

Zhang Liao stood firmly at the end of the funeral team. He did not wear a white funeral suit. Although he basically accepted Chen Deng's suggestion, before meeting Gao Chong for details, Zhang Liao's identity was only Lu Bu's subordinate. The day before yesterday, Diao Chan and Lu Ji retreated south with Gao Chong's troops to Shouchun. Zhang Liao finally learned from Diao Chan that the last moment when Lu Bu was in Xia Pi and the various difficulties he encountered on the way to break through.

"Mr. Wen is gone, you should live well." When Zhang Liao left, Diao Chan, who had been narrating memories lightly like an ancient carving beauty, showed a hint of concern.

In the days when she knew that Lu Bu was no longer alive, Diao Chan was like a zombie who had lost her soul. Except for the conversation with Lu Ti, she kept guarding Lu Ji all day long until she saw Zhang Liao again, and she had the idea of ​​talking again.

When he heard that Gao Chong's lonely army went north to Xuzhou to break Pengcheng, went down to Xiaoguan, and passed Yingshui, Zhang Liao always thought that Gao Chong should be a hero who was as brave as his lord Lu Bu and took the head of the general among the thousands of troops. Now when he saw him, Zhang Liao knew that Gao Chong and Lu Bu were in a world of difference.

Although Lu Bu was brave, he would not attach so much importance to his soldiers.

Although Gao Chong could not have the heroic spirit of Lu Bu, he always regarded himself as a part of the army. From the eyes of Gao Chong's soldiers, Zhang Liao saw an unchangeable fanaticism and trust.

For the same bloody man, Lu Bu's repeated suspicion made Zhang Liao feel helpless, while Gao Chong was different. Gao Chong made Zhang Liao feel the understanding and touching of "a scholar who died for his confidant."

After noon, after worshiping Ling Cao, Gao Chong led Zhou Yu, Xu Shu, Chen Deng, and Taishi Ci to return to the military camp together, and Zhang Liao was also walking with them.

Shouchun and Gao Chong's military camp, Gao Chong, who returned to the south bank of the Huai River, summoned the generals to discuss future policies and strategies. After the noise and failure, Gao Chong also needed to re-sooth the future development. In addition, there was also a suitable arrangement for the old subordinates of Lu Bu, such as Zhang Liao and Gao Shun.

Chen Deng stood up first and pulled Zhang Liao over and said, "People the general, this is General Zhang Liao who guards Shouchun!"

"Zhang Liao has met an lord!" Zhang Liao was neither humble nor arrogant, and he went out and bowed.

Gao Chong looked at Zhang Liao and saw Zhang Liao's 27 or 28, with a pair of big eyes, a face like jujube, a strong and upright body. He stood in a small tent and looked majestic, and had a terrifying aura all over his body. Compared with Taishi Ci around him, he was no less than that.

Gao Chongxin was happy and said, "Yanmen Zhang Liao and the Eight Cavalry of Bingzhou are indeed well-known!"

When Zhang Liao heard Gao Chong mention the Eight Cavalry in Bingzhou, his face turned dark. The Eight Cavalry under Lu Bu's command, which had once made great reputation, no longer exists. Apart from himself, he was left with a traitor, Hou Cheng.

Seeing that Zhang Liao was lonely and knew that he was in pain for Lu Bu, Gao Chong stood up and held Zhang Liao's hand and said, "It's a chaotic time, and the general is full of martial arts. It's time to show his ambitions. Now he is not talented and wants to invite the general to fight against the great cause. I wonder if he can agree?"

Zhang Liao looked up and saw Gao Chong's sincere face, and his hands were tightly held. Even Lu Bu had never treated each other so meticulously and politely before. While moved, Zhang Liao said, "Liao saw the scene of the beloved coach bidding farewell by the Huai River and remembered it in his heart. From now on, all the brothers of Yanbeiqi will only be with him."

When Gao Chong saw Zhang Liao’s promise, he was overjoyed and said, “With Wenyuan’s help, he will definitely be invincible when he set foot in the Central Plains in the future.”

When Zhou Yu, Xu Shu, Taishi Ci and other generals saw that Zhang Liao was officially surrendered, they all came forward to congratulate him. In fact, everyone expected the result of this meeting. Although Gao Chong went north to rescue him, he could not save Lu Bu's failure, but he also safely rescued Diao Chan and Lu Ji. As a subordinate of Lu Bu, Zhang Liao was grateful in his heart.

Moreover, Zhang Liao and Gao Shun alone guarded this small area south of the Huai River and north of Hefei if they did not rely on Gao Chong, they would sooner or later be destroyed by Cao's army. Under the pressure of the situation, Zhang Liao could only go to Gao Chong in the south.

"How is General Gao Shun's injury?" After the joyful spirit passed, Gao Chong asked Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao's expression tightened and said, "I have already had a great improvement in my injuries, but the day before yesterday, after I suddenly heard the news of the death of the lord and Lu Bu, my injuries worsened again in my grief?"

At this time, Chen Deng, who was standing by, said: "Pampered handsome, Miss Lu has just rushed over to see it, but the result is not clear yet?"

"Let's go and have a look!" Gao Chong said.

The place where Gao Shun recovered from his injuries was in Shouchun City. Originally, it was the mansion of Yuan Shu Changshi Yang Hong. Later, Shouchun suffered from war and this house was much abandoned, but compared to ordinary people's houses, it was much better.

Gao Shun's cheeks were deep, with a pair of high cheekbones protruding, and his eyes also lost his former spirit. Lying on the bed, he looked thin in spirit, making people unable to imagine how powerful he was before.

With Zhang Liao's company, Gao Chong stepped into the door and then gave a wink at Lu Ti beside the bed. Lu Ti understood and supported the young man who was serving, and closed the door and retreated.

"This is Gao Chong, the governor of Yangzhou. I have just decided to lead the Yanbei cavalry to Jiangdong. Now, there is only the sinking camp left. I wonder what your opinion is?" Zhang Liao whispered.

Gao Shun closed his eyes tightly, silently without answering, as if he had not heard what Zhang Liao said.

Gao Chong stepped forward, sat in front of the bed, and said, "Wen Hou died on the battlefield. As a warrior, he can have no regrets in his life. If he has any worries, only his wife and daughter will be left. The general is the most respectable arm of Wen Hou during his lifetime. It is natural that he has no choice but to protect them."

Hearing Gao Chong's words, Gao Shun opened his eyes slightly, stared at Gao Chong, and said for a long time: "Since ancient times, loyal ministers and good generals have not served the second master. When Marquis Wen died, my heart is also dead. Don't try to impress me with these words."

Gao Chong smiled slightly and said, "This time, I'm just here to visit your injuries, not to persuade you. The soldiers in the camp are waiting for you to go back. I believe you won't let them hope."

"Cantone Camp - it's over!" Gao Shun murmured. In the defeat of Xiaoguan, less than a hundred elite troops were left in the seven hundred camps. The subordinate general Cao Xing and the team leader, the garrison leader, Shi Chang and other subordinates were mostly killed. The camp was seriously injured and could no longer recover their former combat power.

"If you lose your fighting spirit, then the trapping of the camp is really over!" Gao Chong said loudly.

Zhang Liao continued: "Yes, my Yanbei cavalry also suffered heavy losses, but as long as I am still alive, I will definitely be able to bring out an invincible team, and the same is true for the trapped camp."

"It's a pity that I'm old!" Gao Shun sighed. Compared with Zhang Liao, who was in his prime, Gao Shun, who was over 40, obviously felt a little overwhelmed.

Gao Chong said: "Whether a person is old or not depends on his age, but on his heart. Huang Zhong, the general in our army, is over 50 years old, but he is still as handsome as a hero. Compared to the general, he is still more than ten years younger than him. How can he say he is old!"

After hearing this, Gao Shun was speechless. Gao Shun had learned about Huang Zhong's skills when he first crossed the Huai River. He was trapped in a battle with Huang Zhong. If Zhang Liao had not rushed for help in time, it would be difficult for Guo to win or lose?

"Is the general from Bingzhou?" Gao Chong was not in a hurry to force each other. As long as Gao Shun dispelled his ambition and persuaded him to surrender, he would have a chance, so he asked about the issue of spending.

Gao Shundao: "The Shunyang Qu people are the ones."

"It happened that the general's surname was Gao, and I also had a surname of Gao. Although I was born one in the north and one in the south, if we counted to the first five hundred years, wouldn't it be the same sect?" Gao Chong said with a smile.

The Gao surname originated from Jiang Ziya of the Western Zhou Dynasty. According to legend, Emperor Yan Shennong lived in Jiangshui, so he took Jiang as his surname. In the Western Zhou Dynasty, Jiang Ziya assisted King Wu of Zhou to destroy Shang and was named Taigong in Qi, commonly known as Jiang Taigong. It was passed down to the sixth-generation grandson Wengong Lu Chi, whose son was granted the title of Gaoyi and called Gongzi Gao. When Prince Gao's grandson Qi was the prime minister in Qi, he welcomed Prince Xiaobai as the king, which was Qi.

Gao Shun said: "When Shun and the poor, born in the army, how dare they hope to be the same as the adults?" Gao Shun was not a general in the Lu Bu army at the beginning, but was promoted from the army step by step, which is different from Wei Xu, Hou Cheng and others.

Gao Chong smiled slightly and said, "Chong was just a small soldier when he first entered the army. The general was in a similar situation to me. How could he say that he had a luxury?"

"Sir--!" Gao Shun was still waiting to say something, but he couldn't think of anything to refute.

At this time, Gao Chong stood up and said, "General, please rest assured. I will recover from my injuries here. It will not be too late to argue with me after healing. As for where to go, I think the general will make his own decision. No matter what, I will accept it happily." After that, Gao Chong stepped out.
Chapter completed!