Lu Bu's strongest strategy

Chapter 5 Refugees
I don't know how long it took, but the tyranny in Lu Bu's heart gradually weakened with the passage of time.

Reputation: Positive 50, Negative 80.

Is it really so?
Are there more people who scold you than people who like you?
Lu Bu's proud heart seemed to be beaten back and forth by these two values ​​and became depressed.

The eyes like bright stars are full of sadness.

Looking at the smashed teacup on the ground, Lu Bu sighed weakly, and said slowly to the door.

"Zhang Hu, Li Gu, come in."

Zhang Hu and Li Gu, who had been listening to the movement in the room with their ears stunned, immediately opened the door and entered when they heard the sound.

"Subordinates see Marquis Wen."

Lu Bu's gaze was still fixed on the broken cup on the ground, he didn't look up, and he didn't speak.

Li Gu's eyes brightened, "Marquis Wen, this subordinate should clean up now."

Lu Bu shook his head, his deep and powerful voice became a little hoarse at the moment.

"Zhang Hu, Li Gu, what is the reputation of this Marquis?"

Hearing this question, Zhang Hu and Li Gu were stunned at the same time, unable to speak.

After all, Li Gu was smarter, and hurriedly cupped his hands, "Wen Hou's martial arts are unparalleled in the world, with Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, all generals in the world will surrender...!"

Lu Bu waved his hands, expressionless, "I don't want to hear this, I just want to know, has anyone said that I..., that I am not good?"

"This…?"

This time, even Li Gu, who had a flexible mind, just opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Lu Bu turned his head and looked at the loyal and honest Zhang Hu, "Zhang Hu, what do you say?"

Zhang Hu scratched his head subconsciously, and said falteringly, "Subordinate..., I don't know."

Seeing Zhang Hu's embarrassed expression, Lu Bu's heart sank slowly, and after a long time, he waved his hands, "Go out."

Zhang Hu and Li Gu immediately turned around and left the room as if they were being pardoned in a hurry.

Lu Bu covered his face with his hands and covered his eyes, immersing himself in the darkness, but his mind was in chaos.

After a long time, Lu Bu put down his hand, looked at the blue panel in the void, and felt a sudden movement in his heart.

Since the Emperor Dao system can calculate his prestige value, is there a way to change it?
Thinking of this, Lu Bu's originally depressed psychology immediately cheered up.

Lu Bu was originally a strong-willed person, otherwise, how could he cultivate the best martial arts in the world.

Although setbacks, but never discouraged.

"Check out (How to Quickly Get Support Points: Refugees Volume [-])."

As the voice fell, (How to Quickly Gain Support Points: Refugees Volume [-]) appeared on the screen.

At the beginning, Lu Bu's eyes were full of doubts. After reading it, he subconsciously slapped the table and laughed.

"Haha, it's good to say that it is better to teach a man how to fish than to give him a fish.

The grandson of Gaozu's knowledge is indeed beyond the reach of ordinary people. "

……

It is a little cold in Yanzhou in April, and the breeze will still bring bursts of chill.

Students who have just satiated with wine and food will definitely write cool poems to express their feelings.

But the cool wind blowing on the naked refugees made them miserable.

In order to fill their stomachs, they will also dig up the roots of the young shoots that have just sprouted from the ground, and chew them directly without cooking.

Although it is a bit bitter, it is at least a thousand times more delicious than the bark.

But how can these grass roots meet the needs of the human body? Countless refugees fell on the side of the road, without even the strength to call for help, staying on the road forever, and finally turned into a pile of bones.

The morning sun shone on the earth, and brought a trace of warmth, bringing this dead wilderness back to life.

The refugees hiding in the woods staggered to their feet, supported each other and continued to walk along the official road under the gradually rising sun.

where to go?
no one knows!

Because their eyes have lost their luster, leaving only gray.

In their eyes, the world is gray, and this gray is the edge of life and death.

Just as the refugees were walking with difficulty like walking corpses, there were bursts of horseshoes in the distance.

blah blah blah!
The refugees hurriedly hid aside, and no one looked back, because too many disappointments had made them completely desperate.

Many times, they stopped to pray, but what they got in return was endless curses and ridicule, as well as sharp swords.

More than a dozen war horses galloped not far from the refugees, slowed down slowly, and suddenly someone shouted loudly.

"Whoever wants to eat, go to Puyang City, where there is porridge to drink, so you can eat well."

A dozen or so knights yelled loudly several times, making sure that everyone heard them, and then rode away on their horses, and quickly disappeared at the end of the official road.

Although the knights ran far away, the words they shouted just now echoed in the ears of these refugees like a bolt from the blue.

"Puyang has food to eat, so please be full!"

There was a gleam of light in the originally ashen eyes of the refugees, almost unanimously, and they headed towards Puyang.

With the spreading of the people, all the refugees within a radius of a hundred miles heard a news that made them weep with joy in just one day.

"Puyang has food, and it's still full."

……

Puyang.

The official road outside the North City Gate is the closest to Juan City, so it is the most important city gate in Puyang's defense.

Cheng Lian sat on a log with a golden knife. Although the April sun was not very poisonous, it still burned hot when it shone on his iron armor after a long time.

Although beads of sweat dripped from his head from time to time, he just wiped it off with the back of his wide hand, refusing to go to the cool city to enjoy the cool.

Although he is reckless, he also knows the seriousness.

A county in Juancheng sent troops to attack Puyang, and the North Gate of Puyang was the first to bear the brunt.

Just when Cheng Lian was thinking that it was almost time to change the guard, suddenly, the sound of horseshoes came from everywhere, and amidst the smoke and dust, a war horse appeared in Cheng Lian's sight.

Not long after, the war horse ran to the city wall, and the spies who immediately saw Cheng Lian on the city wall hurriedly pulled the war horse and said loudly.

"General Cheng, there are refugees rushing over here."

"Refugees?" Cheng Lian was taken aback, then waved his hands, "It's just some refugees, don't pay attention to them."

The spy wiped the sweat from his forehead, "General Cheng, there are many of them. If they all come here, there will probably be two to three thousand people."

Hearing this number, Cheng Lian was also a little surprised, "So much?"

The spy turned his horse's head, "This subordinate will go and investigate again."

Cheng Lian looked at the spy's back, frowned, and muttered, "Where are there so many refugees?"

Half an hour later, several spies came back to report, and Cheng Lian was completely sure.

The number of refugees is about two to three thousand, and the direction is Puyang City.

Cheng Lian didn't dare to delay, so he hurriedly called Li Tie and asked him to guard the city wall, and went back to report by himself, in case there was a mistake.

(End of this chapter)