New Story of Lv Bu

"Zilong, I can only send you here! You cherish yourself, there will be a period of time later!" Lu An arched his hands, strangled his horse with Lu Zheng, and said. Although the time spent with each other was very short, the three of them had already felt sorry for each other. Lu An and Lu Zheng admire Zilong's martial arts and courage, but they still admire Zilong's loyalty and promise.

At this moment, Lu An couldn't help but think of the words his father had said, "Changshan Zhaoyun Zhao Zilong is the most important letter, and the three of you must try to keep him!". It was the first time for my father to see Zilong. Why did one sentence point to Zilong's point? His father started at the end of the day, and he was able to achieve the high position of Da Sima in more than a decade. How many such secrets are there in him?

"Lord, second son, don't live here! Please ask Brother Wenyuan! When the war is over, I will visit the house!" Zhao Yun bowed his hands to say goodbye to the two, and then a horse followed the military prince who sent him to his post. . "Brother, how does this day pass like a dream? After a big drink, I met a good friend, and when he woke up, he entered the barracks!"

Lu Zheng touched his head and said with a long sigh. "Fuck you!" Lu An smiled: "A good man will be everywhere, and in a few years, you will be the same!" "Brother said well! I must let the horse's iron hoof under the crotch step through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and dozens of them are behind him. Thousands of corpses and blood everywhere put the Lu character flag at the end of the mainland!" Lu Zheng said excitedly.

"Lu Zheng, you must do it!" Lu An's heart sank suddenly, and the hostility in his younger brother's heart was too heavy! He was so bloodthirsty at a young age. When he grows up, will he become a murderous demon? But when he thought of Princess Adele who died early, and then of Adele's Tuqi, he was relieved. Lu Zheng is still young, maybe he will be fine when he grows up.

Zhao Yun carried the gentian shining silver spear, carried a 100-refined steel sword presented by Lu An on his waist, and rode the improved Wuhuan horse presented by Lu Zheng under his hip, quietly following the army. The mountain-character armour with a white helmet and white armor on him came from Zhang Liao's treasury. Regardless of Zhang Liao's young age, he already had his own private weapon store. The folding hard crossbow on the back came from Miss Lu. Hearing that her husband had made a good friend, Linghao generously gave him the one made by Lu Mo himself.

Brothers Lu An and Lu Zheng are both very good people, Wen Yuan and Ling Hao are even more swift, and even Da Sima Lu Bu is far less serious in private. From the fact that he and his eldest brother sang in a silly manner that night, you can see that he is also a straightforward guy! It was just that Zhao Yun was anxious to go to the battlefield and insisted on participating in this war, so he had to part with them.

Junhou took four guards, plus Zhao Yun, and the six people said goodbye to the Lu An brothers outside the city gate, and went straight west to the camp of Gaoshun. Along the way, there are people on both sides who are busy with Litian, men, women, and children, and the whole family is going to battle together, busy planting seeds. It's already a bit late to plant seeds, but the war has just ended, and if you don't plant seeds, this year's harvest will really be over. In this world, lack of food means that the whole family starves to death together.

Under the cover of the jungle, there are half-decayed earthen houses everywhere, and fences made of thorns and grasses. Pigs and dogs are very skinny, and the fat ones have long been in the belly of the Xiliang Army, turning into rice fields and disappearing. There are only a few big roosters walking up and down with their crowns croaking and groaning, patrolling their territory like a general, and will not avoid people when they see them.

After turning a few corners, we arrived at the Great Account of General Wei Gaoshun. Gaoshun's Chinese army tent was set under a small hill, surrounded by strong barriers, and there were a lot of cavalry patrolling. Along the way, they were checked three times before they entered Gaoshun's Chinese army tent. "This is just an ordinary alert level, and it will be upgraded to the highest level tomorrow. When you leave the camp in the future, you must bring your waistband and the arrow!" Junhou who escorted him said with a smile. "Thanks Junhou!" Zhao Yun bowed his hands and thanked him.

After being checked three more times, Zhao Yun followed Junhou into Gaoshun’s military account. When he thought that he was about to meet General Wei Gaoshun, who was as well-known as Da Sima, Zhao Yun couldn’t help but have it in his heart. Some excitement. Gao Shun's height is not tall, at best he is only of medium build, but his body is quite strong, giving the impression of a tiger.

"General Qi Wei, by the order of Da Sima, bring the Dubliner Zhao Yun to your account!" Jun Hou Yi, who escorted Zhao Yun, said loudly. "Hmm." Gao Shun raised his eyes from the map and glanced at Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun felt that this look was like a knife, and he could see through his internal organs in an instant. Gao Shun has no expression on his face. To put it nicely is to say that he is happy, anger and not to show off, and it is not moving like a mountain.

"I'll take it, you go to do the handover." Gao Shun waved his hand. "Nuo!" Junhou arched his hands and withdrew. Only Gao Shun and Zhao Yun were left in the Great Account of the Chinese Army. In addition, there were eight soldiers who stayed around Gao Shun for a while. This was Da Sima's order, and it was naturally executed without compromise. The military battle was fierce, and Gao Shun’s personal soldiers, Da Sima, gave 800 people a quota, which was only two hundred less than his 1,000 tigers. This fully reflects Da Sima's care for his old comrades in arms.

"Zhao Yun, Zilong, Changshan Zhending, brother Zhao Jun, former Yueqi school lieutenant???" Gao Shun recited Zhao Yun's resume aloud, and it could be seen that he was too big. Kung Fu, this resume is very familiar, without any stumbling. "About you, Fengxian told me that he is a good seed. The body is well-proportioned, the gun is fast, and the strength is good. Depending on your hands and waist, archery should also be excellent. Could it be that you and Does Tong Xiongfu matter?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhao Yun's heart was immediately full of admiration. Gao Shun just glanced at him and saw his martial arts strengths and even his masters, which was enough to shock him. It can be seen that a person in a high position must have his own advantages. Zhao Yun thought to himself that the speed of gun shooting was the best in the world, and archery was the second and third in the world. Gao Shun’s eyesight was amazing!

"General Qi Wei, Zhao Yun's master is Tong Yuan Tong Xiongfu! My master's Hundred Bird Chaofeng Spear was passed to me!" Zhao Yun said loudly. "Oh? Tong Xiongfu passed you all the Hundred Birds and Phoenix Spears? So you are better than Zhang Xiu and Zhang Ren? No wonder Fengxian is so optimistic about you! Tell me, which line do you want to be a crossbowman? , Spearman, spearman, heavy cavalry, light cavalry, scout?????? Pick whatever you want!" Gao Shun sat down, twisting his beard, and fixedly looking at Zhao Yun.

"Where is the hardest, where is the most training, I will go! I'm here to learn my skills, not on vacation!" Zhao Yun straightened his body and said loudly. "Oh! The young man was angry and waved Fang Yao! But I like it!" Gao Shun laughed, showing two rows of white teeth. "The scouts are the most dangerous, and they have the highest status and treatment in the army! I have already given the order that tonight, the White Army will send 20 teams of scouts to spy on the information of the Xiliang Army and the Xiliang rebels to the west, and you will lead one of them. Team."

"You! Take him and report to the White Army!" Gao Shundu said a soldier next to him, and he took out a golden lacquer arrow from the case table and handed it over. "No! Zhao Yun thanks General Guowei!" Zhao Yun arched his hands, his face full of joy. Zhao Yun followed the guard, and Gao Shun’s captain reminded him softly: "General Wei, Da Sima is for him to hone, but you sent him to be a scout. If there are three long and two shortcomings, wouldn’t you let him down? Sima's kindness?"

"How is it possible? He is Tong Yuan's closed disciple! Tong Yuan even passed the Bainiao Chaofeng spear to him, that's Tong Yuan's ability to press the bottom of the box!" Gao Shun smiled: "Go down and ask. What kind of existence does Tong Yuan exist in the martial arts? How could his close disciple die so easily? You just wait for the good news, this Zhao Zilong will definitely show the limelight."

When he entered the Tabai army barracks, it was already time for Shen Zheng. Zhao Yun's immediate boss, a burly soldier, glanced at him, with a puzzled expression on his face. In the White Army, there are old fritters that kill people without seeing blood. Can this handsome boy with white teeth and red lips do it? Isn’t this a joke if I’m on a mission tonight? Don't fall for the reputation of the White Army!

"This?????? is going to have a mission tonight, but Bo Zhao is here for the first time, you see??????" The burly Junhou glanced at his boss and said. "His grandma is a bear! Do you think I don't know? Open your dog's eyes and see who signed the order! Come again and yell at Laozi!" The boss stared at his fiery eyes, as if he was about to run away.

"Ah? I'll take a closer look." The burly Junhou took the order and took a closer look at the signature on the back: General Wei Gaoshun! He immediately broke into a cold sweat. The Bingzhou Army was trained in the hands of Gao Shun, that wooden face??? Bah Bah??? That General Gao never rubbed the sand in his eyes! Who dares not to carry out his order, then wait for it to be cleaned up! It is light to suffer from a military stick, and it is indispensable to go home and eat old rice. "No!" He quickly agreed with his right fist to his chest.

"This Uncle Zhao will be your boss in the future! Everyone should get close in the future!" The burly Junhou said loudly in front of a group of people. A team of fifty soldiers, five very long, plus four guards, all looked at Zhao Yun quietly and laughed. "Just him? A little white face? Junhou, you read that right?" "Hey, I can put him down with one hand!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun stepped forward and said loudly: "Masters, we will be robes in the future! I know that you are not convinced. It is a mule or a horse. Only when you come out for a walk, you will know! Whoever refuses to accept it, come up and have a try! That's it!" "I'm coming!" "I'm coming!" Seven or eight veterans stood up. "Comparing is better than fisting!" "Good! You guys go together!"

A quarter of an hour later, seven or eight veterans all fell to the ground, and everyone was brought down three times. "No comparison! Uncle Zhao, let's take it!" "Take it! Take it! Alas! I've never had such a big somersault in my life!" "Just take it! Get up! The whole team cooks!" Zhao Yun shouted. Said. "No!" Fifty-nine people suddenly agreed.

This kid is good, this is the **** strongest team in my song! The burly Junhou cursed in his heart.