Cheng Puxian ordered people to select more than a dozen fast horses and join Liu Bei. After explaining everything in the village, he then carried his gun and rode north with Liu Bei. Yan Rou led the way forward, and a team of people came out of the water camp, went up to the Guandao, and headed straight for Yanshan.

When I encountered the farmland on the road, I saw that the green seedlings were uneven and their growth was extremely poor. Liu Bei asked me and found out that the Xianbei and Wuhuan cavalry often rode horses and ate green seedlings, and the villagers suffered a lot.

It is normal for the sudden cavalry to come and go like the wind, and local officials cannot catch up with it.

As a result, people along the way fled and went far away. Villages were gradually declining, and many places were said to be uninhabited for thousands of miles. The population was gradually decreasing, the land was deserted, no one was farmed and covered with weeds. They degenerated into the pastures of Xianbei and Wuhuan. The land under Youbeiping County shrank year by year, and now there are only four counties left. Especially the border counties outside the Great Wall, which have long become the pastures of the barbarians.

In addition to fleeing, a large number of people were still plundered into the Wuhuan. They brought advanced skills and strengthened the Wuhuan's momentum.

Liu Bei was young and short. The special saddle horse was brought along the boat, just for its use. Outsiders did not know the benefits of double-sided stirrups. Cheng Pu admired the soft ladder on the stirrups very much. Even if he was short, he could ride a high-headed horse.

The feeling of running in the wilderness of the border counties is completely different from the feeling of running in Zhuo County. The official road here is seriously damaged. There are almost no mail pavilions and museums. Even if there are one or two ruins of the post houses, they are mostly incomplete. A trace of smoke and fire. When you get close, you can still smell the burning smell of wood burning and a faint smell of corpse in the air. The existence of the great man is being wiped out by the barbarians little by little. When wild grass is everywhere, it is rare for border residents. The only four remaining counties will also degenerate into Xianbei pastures.

The white virgin soldiers were scattered in front and behind the horse team, protecting Liu Bei firmly in the center. On the left is Huang Gai and on the right is Cheng Pu. Each of them looked solemn and full of slaughtering aura.

I wish I could meet a team of Xianbei riders, chopping them up to the ground with knives to sacrifice to this tortured Han territory.

As a relative of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei only needs to remember that "those who violate the powerful Han Dynasty in an intellectual way will be punished even if they are far away." This sentence is enough.

This time, Wuzhong County is more than 500 miles away, and it can be reached in two days.

If you walk overnight, you can arrive in one day. Unfortunately, the official road will be disrepaired in the year and will be seriously damaged. If you are afraid that you will hurt your horse's hooves at night, the team will settle down early.

The camp was a burned house. The walls were all there, but the doors and windows were all burned. The house was washed and washed away and set fire to the ground. Fortunately, the well railings were still there. However, the well water was stenched out, which was extremely stenched. Not to mention drinking, it was impossible to feed the horse.

Except for Liu Bei, everyone had the same expression. Liu Bei thought about it and understood.

There are floating corpses in the well.

"Call it up." Liu Bei said.

"Yes." Several white and virtuous soldiers immediately surrounded the well platform and put down their hook claws. Soon, a swollen female corpse was salvaged.

The female corpse was caught in an arrow on her left shoulder and was holding a young child in her arms. Both the mother and the son died of drowning.

From the golden hairpin and brocade skirt inserted on the clouds, it is not difficult to see that he must have been from a noble family. His clothes are intact and his body is not hurt. He still has a young son in his arms, so why should he fall into a well?

There is only one possibility.

To protect your innocence.

I guess he was desperate and could not bear to be killed by the barbarians or adopted by the barbarians as his father, so he died to be loyal (preserve moral integrity).

Liu Bei ordered people to use local materials and use the remaining wood in the ruins to create two thin coffins to bury the mother and son. No one knows who the surname is. It is enough to know that they are the people of the great man.

Everyone set up tents on the leeward, put on straw mats and hemp blankets, and asked Liu Bei to come in.

A long fire pond was dug in the middle of the tent. The charcoal fire in the pond had been ignited. Charcoal was resistant to flame and smoke, and was suitable for heating in the tent. Charcoal was already common at this time. "The Book of Rites: Monthly Orders" records: In this month, the plants and trees fell yellow, so the firewood was cut into charcoal.

In the spring of the border, the morning and evening are cold, and the temperature difference is very large. When Cheng Pu walked into the tent early, he was also wrapped in a wolf-skinned cloak, but found that it was already biting cold at this time. Liu Bei's white-colored soldiers were covered with black iron armor under the cloak. They should have come in early to keep warm, but why were they scattered around the tent in groups, with a relaxed expression and did not seem to feel cold.

This asked Huang Gai, who had returned from the post.

Huang Gai smiled and knocked on the enamel armor on his chest, and replied: Wear a 'cuì qiú sweatshirt' inside, which is light and warm. It is sewn with feathers (fine down) on the body of goose and ducks.

Cheng Pu nodded slowly, pointed to the black enamel on the zither armor and asked, "What is this?"

Huang Gai looked at Liu Bei, saw him nodding with a smile, and then told him bluntly: Enamel armor.

Cheng Pu asked again: What is enamel?

Huang Gai smiled and replied: This is the secret that Lou Sang cannot pass on.

In fact, the protective effect of enamel is similar to the reaction armor worn on the battlefield in later generations. It is broken when attacked and offsets the destructive power of the weapon. Especially for long-distance weapons such as bows and arrows, it has magical protection.

Under the enamel armor, Liu Bei also put a layer of composite gaskets to absorb the impact of short weapons. It is similar to the principle of later high-strength fiber bulletproof vests. Swords and spears are both long and short. Enamel armor is definitely worthy of "Lou Sang's secret of not being passed down."

It is said that "Liu Sandun is born". Liu Bei's more is far beyond the horizon of this era. Jelly seems magical, but the principle is so easy! However, no one could think of combining jam and skin jelly into one. Enamel is not new, and it has been found in Egypt for a long time. However, no one could make it into armor.

His soul came through. He did not have the ability to transcend this era at all, but had a vision far beyond this era.

The affairs of Lou Sang were widely circulated in the north. Cheng Pu's Pingbo Water Fort was a place where merchants from north to south and merchants were well-informed. He could obtain first-hand news.

Through the verbal talk, I told the questions in my heart.

In addition to the "secret of not passing on" similar to enamel zither, Huang Gai knew everything and said everything. Cheng Pu was shocked.

This question and answer. After all, Liu Bei was young. He galloped on his horse for a day, and he was trapped in a short time and was gradually out of support.

After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Liu Bei. They were already sleeping in the charcoal fire and were sleeping in the clothes.

The elite soldiers scattered around the tent were replaced in pairs and never stepped into the tent.

Huang Gai placed his two whips on both hands and sat cross-legged into a state of meditation.

Cheng Pu then realized that although it was his first meeting, Liu Bei was not shy about him. He was about to go out to avoid suspicion, but Huang Gai stopped him with his eyes: "Young master, you are kind-hearted and brave and steadfast. He is a person who can be entrusted with it. The cold night is long and there is no furnishing to keep warm. Please sleep peacefully, without avoiding yourself."

This statement comes from Huang Gai's mouth, and every word comes into Cheng Pu's ears.

Even Cheng Pu, who claimed to be a hero, couldn't help but feel sorry for it: "I heard that the young master is ruling money and righteousness, and one gold can tell people's hearts. The wind is that someone is the master of the country. When I see you today, it will be like a rumor."

Huang Gai smiled and closed his eyes, and then there was no sound.

Cheng Pu then lie down in his clothes and falls asleep peacefully.
Chapter completed!