New Story of Lv Bu

Just when the overall situation had been set, four or five miles north of the hill where Huangfusong and Zhu Jun were garrisoned, a sturdy horse appeared again. Everyone was shocked. Could it be that the Yellow Turban Remaining Party came to support them? I just defeated 180,000 Yellow Turbans and wiped out most of them, but some people come to provoke them without knowing it? It's okay, there are forty thousand combined state troops here, so why are they afraid of him?

When the army horse turned to the foot of the mountain, a Chinese character flag was waving in the wind, and a Liu character flag was next to it. Oh, it turned out to be the Han army! It's really okay now, but I don't know which group of men and horses have come, and there are many generals in the court, but there is no one with the surname Liu. Forty-five li roads came in an instant, and everyone could see that there were only a thousand people in this team, five hundred cavalry, and one thousand foot soldiers.

The three big men under Liu Zi's group were urging horses to rush forward, hitting horses like flying up to the top of the mountain, and all got down and bowed down. "See Huangfu Zhonglang! Zhu Zhonglang! And this general! Someone is Zhuojun Yiyong leader Liu Bei with the word Xuande. This is my second brother Guan Yu, with a long word cloud, and next to my third brother Zhang Fei with the word Yi De. The three of me led 1,500. I was ordered by the North Zhonglang commander Lu Zhi to come to reinforce the two Zhonglangs. I didn’t want to be late because of the unfamiliar roads and missed the battle. Fortunately, the two Zhong Lang has broken the thieves!"

Huangfusong, Zhu Jun, and Cao Cao looked closely, and saw Liu Beisheng was eight feet long, with two ears lobed shoulders, his hands over the knees, his eyes were able to care for his ears, his face was like a crown of jade, and his lips were greased. Guan Yu is nine feet long and two feet long with a beard. His face is as heavy as a jujube, his lips are greased, Danfeng eyes, silkworm eyebrows, and a majestic appearance. Zhang Fei is eight feet long, with a leopard head and eyes, a swallow neck and a tiger beard, and the sound is like a thunder, and the momentum is like a galloping horse. All three are heroic.

"Hahahaha! Three heroes, please!" Zhu Jun laughed. "Xuande misunderstood! The thief has broken! It's just the three of me who broke the thief! It's the Bingzhou army of Da Sima Lubu! Didn't Zigan speak with you explicitly?" Zhu Jun and Lu Zhi have always been in contact, and Lu Zhi is in the world. There are countless disciples of great scholars, Liu Bei and Gongsun Zan are two of them.

Zhu Jun's rank is equal to Lu Zhi's. Although he is not as good as Lu Zhi in academic terms, he is also known as a competent official. Therefore, Liu Bei dared not be careless and quickly answered. "My teacher really never said it." "So that's it! Da Sima sent troops, and the imperial court gave the secret edict, Huangfu Zhonglang and I were kept in the dark."

Zhu Jun once talked about Cao Cao: "This is the new captain Cao Cao, whose name is Meng De, and is also a hero. You two should be good friends! This Liu Xuande is the Han family clan, after Zhongshan Jing Wang Liu Sheng , Is also Lu Zigan's proud disciple."

The trio of Liu Bei saw the ceremony again, and the narration was over, and the trio of Zhu Jun explained the course of the battle to the trio of Liu Bei in detail. His eloquence was excellent, and his words were so wonderful that he could only hear Liu Bei's attention and admiration again and again. The reverence for Dasima Lubu is like the endless waters of a big river.

"The three of me were ordered to beg the thieves, but I didn't expect to be defeated. If it weren't for Da Sima, who had been waiting here, the three of me would have apologized for a long time. Lu Zigan went all the way north, not knowing how the battle was going? Has it been smooth?" Always upright, he sighed and asked about Lu Zhi's current situation.

"My teacher recruited the county soldiers all the way, went north to break the enemy, and took seven or eight battles with the Yellow Turban, beheaded 8,000, and captured 13 thousand. Now he is fighting in Guangzong and Zhang Jiao, and he can't tell the winner for a while." Liu Bei's expression was indifferent. Whispered. "Oh? Lu Zigan's record is so good? But what help?" Huangfusong was curious.

He already knew the combat power and tactics of the Yellow Turban. He and Zhu Jun were both frustrated and defeated. Isn’t it weird that Lu Zigan went all the way to triumph and wiped out 20,000 enemies? If it weren't for any help, how could Lu Zhi's army of more than 20,000 fishbelly win hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans?

After all is a veteran on the battlefield, this child's experience and insight is really brilliant! It's in one sentence! Liu Bei secretly admired him. "The mentor is indeed a great help. The Grand Sima Lubu dispatched the Turk-General Princess Adele and led 20,000 Turks to help. The 20,000 Turks are all alien cavalry, mainly Qiangs, Huns and Wuheng. There are people and Xianbei people. The battle is like a hurricane and rapid advance. In every battle, Princess Adele will use her fine riding to defeat the Yellow Turban in one fell swoop. The mentor will use her pawns to cover and kill, and a big victory can be expected."

Really thick-skinned! Cao Cao secretly slandered himself in his heart, and it was clear that the battle was caused by Bingzhou, but Lu Zi could only sit back and enjoy his success! But being said plausibly by this big ear, it seems to be the credit of Lu Zi's work! This big ear is too fake! From this moment on, Cao Cao faintly had a sense of guard against Liu Bei. This may be due to the legendary aura.

"That's how it is! Lu Zigan can take care of people who are far away, so as to receive his heart, better than waiting for me!" Huangfu Song sighed. He said that on the point, Tuqi is Lu Zhi's iron fist, with generous supply and many rewards, just like a grandfather. When he is full of ambition, how can Tuqi not fight desperately?

"I don't know where is Da Sima? Can you wait and see the majesty?" The previous topic can no longer be mentioned. Too much will damage the reputation of the teacher. Liu Bei can only use the strategy of encircling Wei and saving Zhao.

The three adults were also surprised, yes, half an hour after the end of the war, where is Da Sima?

At this time, Grand Sima Lubu was in the wounded camp, visiting the black-faced veteran. A dozen huge tents were divided into ten small rooms by curtains, and dozens of doctors were so busy with sweat that they had no time to lift their heads. Hundreds of female soldiers lightly shuttled through the tent, carefully bandaging the wounded Han army. Their delicate faces and gentle words made these rough men quickly calm down. Everyone gritted their teeth and stood patiently, and they couldn't make it through before groaning a few times between their teeth.

The black-faced old man lay on his back on a straw-paved couch, with bandages on the left and right sides of his body, looking like a big dumpling wrapped tightly. Both Dubo and Huang Zhong were squatting next to them, looking at the black-faced old man with concern. The armor and clothes of the two were covered in large swathes of reddish brown, which was the color after the blood dried up.

Seeing Lu Bu coming in, the two hurriedly stood up and saluted. Although they didn't know who it was, the posture of hustling and embracing showed that it was a big man who came in. Lü Bu nodded to the two of them, waved his entourage to go out, leaving only Wei Yue, General Xiaoqi, who was an old boss with a black face.

"Da Sima!" The black-faced old man struggled to get up from the couch, but couldn't do it. Lu Bu leaned over and sat next to him, and lightly pressed his shoulder with his hand. "Don't move! I know your mind, the wound will crack again if you move it again." The black-faced old man's lips twitched, his face suddenly glowing with a strange brilliance.

Both Dubo and Huang Zhong were taken aback. They did not expect that this handsome man was actually Da Sima, Wen Hou, and Bingzhou Mulu Bu, and he bowed and saluted. "See Da Sima!" Lu Bu gave them a gentle look: "Sit down, you two have made great contributions in this battle. I have ordered the army general Jia Xu to Yilixu, and there will be results in a few moments."

He turned to the black-faced old man, his eyes full of concern. "You were my subordinate when I was a military commander. It was only because I didn't have much literacy that I gave up a dub. In this battle, you have commanded properly and can be promoted by a higher level as usual. I have issued an order to promote you to a military commander. Good health, come out, I will throw you at the Bingzhou Jiangwutang, don’t even think of it in your life if you don’t have 800 literacy!"

The black-faced old man didn't have the slightest joy on his face, but he looked relaxed. "Da Sima, I am aware of my injuries. There are six old injuries and eight new ones. Five of them are severely injured. This time it is estimated to be over. One thing I have always been worried about is the Yellow Turban prisoners. I am. I once promised them to select the strong and strong to form a Qingzhou army, and allocate land to them so that they can go to Xianbei to reclaim and defend the frontier??????"

"I've figured out this from beginning to end. You said something good, and I promise you both of these! This is also the phalanx that was set at the beginning of the dispatch of troops. You are not wrong!" Lu Bu took it. Talking, said categorically. The black-faced old man's hanging heart was immediately let go, and he closed his eyes wearily, even though he was not married yet, this life is worth it!

Lü Bu took Huang Zhong and Dubo out of the big tent. Just a few steps, a person suddenly rushed out of the diagonal stab and knelt on the ground motionless. Everyone was shocked, and the soldiers on the left and right drew out a hundred steel knives to go forward and take someone. "Get out! What are you worried about in the Bingzhou Military Camp?" The soldiers swung their swords into their sheaths and surrounded Lu Bu.

Lü Bu looked up and saw that it was a glamorous female soldier, and the scar on the neck that was cut by the knife was still visible. "Are you Yan Yan's subordinate? Get up and talk!" The female soldier was still lying on the ground, raising her head with a decisive expression. "The little girl's name is Cao Jie. She is sixteen years old this year. Her parents and brothers died in the war a long time ago. They were taken in by Mrs. Zhao Yi a year ago."

"The little woman can only ask for one thing, dare to ask Da Sima, how is the black-faced old man injured?" "I have asked the doctor in detail. He was wearing 14 wounds and wounded his origin, so he could only live another three or four. The sun is coming." The face of the glamorous female soldier suddenly turned pale, two lines of tears burst into her eyes and fell to the ground ticking.

She didn't wipe it, letting those two lines of tears drip on the ground, after a while, she bit her lip. It seemed that he had made a decision, and raised his head again, his face was already flushed. "Da Sima, I would have died in the hands of the Yellow Turban if I hadn't had that black-faced old man. I would like to leave a queen for him!"

At this point, her voice was already low and unspeakable, she lowered her head, her face was shy. "Oh?" Lu Bu leaned down and gently helped her up. "Have you decided?" The cold female soldier looked at Lu Bu and nodded heavily.