The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

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The war came to an end, and the setting sun set on the hillside.

General Lu Jun began to clean up the battlefield.

Injured soldiers, regardless of the enemy or themselves, were carried to the wounded and sick camp for medical treatment, and those soldiers with broken arms and limbs, even if they were saved, would bid farewell to the barracks forever and would never be able to set foot on the battlefield again.

The dead bodies were lifted by the soldiers and put into the dug earth pits for burial.

"Brother, brother, wake up, wake up!"

A young soldier with blood on his face was crying, shaking his arms vigorously to the older young man who had died for a long time in front of him. How he wished at this moment that his brother could wake up from his deep sleep and say something to him with a smile: brother, It's okay for my brother.

Unfortunately, he can no longer hear.

Not far away, there was also a bloody soldier with tears rolling down his face. Judging by his age, he was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was supposed to be in a good time of youth, but he had a sad face and a bloody middle-aged man in his arms. , the young man's heart felt like a knife, and he couldn't stop crying: "Father, you shouldn't block the knife for the child!"

Such desolation.

The entire battlefield can be found everywhere.

"My lord, we have won!"

After bandaging the wound, Hua Xiong ran to Lu Bu's side, he didn't feel any pain, and laughed.

Lu Bu turned his back to Hua Xiong and stood with his hands behind his back. His eyes were indifferent and almost sad, and he murmured: "Actually, we all lost."

One will succeed, nothing more.

Soon, Lu Bu's camp was completed.

Lu Bu sat in the big tent, and Zang Ba, who had cleaned up the battlefield, brought his generals into the tent to meet him.

"The last general, Zang Ba, see the general!"

Zang Ba bowed his head, his tone extremely respectful.

Seeing this, Sun Guan, Wu Dun, Yin Li, Chang Xi and others also knelt down on one knee, cupping their fists in salute: "I will pay my respects to the general!"

Lu Bu raised his arm lightly, signaling Zang Ba and others to get up.

"Xuan Gao, if you hadn't come in time today, the outcome of this battle is unknown."

Lu Bu tried his best to show a gentle smile on his face, and looked at Zang Ba with relief and respect in his eyes.

"My lord, Miao Zan, the last general is just trying his best. Even if there is no last general, with the majesty of the lord, he can still repel the bandits." Zang Ba was particularly humble.

Lu Bu nodded secretly in his heart, and his favorability towards Zang Ba increased linearly.

Zang Ba is also a talented general, although he is still a little behind Qu Yi, but he is definitely better at dealing with people than Qu Yi.

Qu Yi has abilities, but he is too ruthless, he doesn't leave any room for things, and will use all means to achieve his goals.

Take defeating Yuan Shao as an example, digging the turbid river and flooding the Seventh Army was a good plan, but a great flood submerged two county towns, thirty or forty counties, and hundreds of thousands of innocent people died as a result.

When Lu Bu first heard about this, he was filled with shock and anger, but after he calmed down, he didn't say anything. Instead, he wrote back, praising Qu Yi's ability to lead the army, his great achievements, and his great responsibility.

That being said, Lu Bu had already given Qu Yi a big X in his heart.

He left only two ways for Qu Yi: one, wait until the world is settled, let the people in the school affairs office secretly get rid of Qu Yi, and give his descendants marquis titles and a prominent family.Second, let Qu Yi leave the territory of the Han Dynasty and lead his troops to attack foreign kingdoms including Daqin and Guishuang until true world unification is achieved.

"My lord, the casualties of this battle have been counted."

Lei Hu entered the account, and clasped his fists to report.

In terms of seniority alone, he can be regarded as a senior figure, and the Chongqi Battalion he commanded was also the earliest group of subordinates to follow Lu Bu.

"Read." Lu Bu said calmly without raising his head.

"Yes, my lord."

Lei Hu nodded in response, paused, and then reported loudly: "In this battle, the enemy killed 700 soldiers and captured more than 8000 people. Our army killed [-] people and wounded more than [-] soldiers. ..."

After half a stick of incense, Lei Hu finished his report, including the captured horses, supplies, weapons, horns and other things.

"How is the enemy's movement?"

"Returning to my lord, the rebel army's Dazhai was burned, and Liu Bian led the remnants to retreat eastward, as if he was going to return to Dongwuyang." Yang Xiu, who was in charge of following up the mainline intelligence, answered with his hands clasped.

Dongwuyang is the place where Liu Bian proclaimed himself emperor.

Lu Bu nodded, and glanced at the map on the desk from the corner of his eye. After Liu Bian's defeat, his vitality was loud, and he had no choice but to retreat to Dongwuyang and stick to it.

But Lu Bu won't give him time to recuperate, and the battle has already been decided.

He ordered Chen Wei to pass on the order, and after the rest, he marched towards Dongwuyang to give the rebels the last blow.

As long as Liu Bian is defeated, the remaining forces of other people such as Liu Biao are no longer a concern.

"The world is a stage, and life is a big drama. Everyone has a day to say goodbye to the stage."

Lu Bu suddenly heard what Xi Ce said to him back then, and he couldn't help but feel a little more certain in his heart: Let Dongwuyang be the last place where the rebels will end!

In the evening, a bonfire was ignited in the vast field. The victorious Lu Jun soldiers opened their bellies, ate large pieces of meat, drank heavily, sang and danced around the bonfire, and celebrated incomparably lively.

They sang and cheered loudly, celebrating this victory, and they were also celebrating themselves, the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

Not far from here, on the mound of a piled-up tomb, Song Xian sat on a mound with two altars of wine. The tombstone is engraved: The tomb of Cao Xing, the general who conquered the East in the Han Dynasty.

"Without you, this celebration banquet would be much more boring."

Song Xian murmured in a low voice, he took off the lid of the altar, without using a bowl, he directly lifted the wine jar, raised his head and gulped down his throat.

After taking a swig, he poured another big gulp onto the grave.

"You know me, I don't like to talk, but I know who is good to me. After this battle is over and I return to Chang'an, I will marry all my daughters into your Cao family."

"Before, Dr. Guanglu came to the door to be a matchmaker in person, but I refused."

When he said this, Song Xian showed a rather proud look on his face.

Afterwards, he took a sip of wine, and then continued: "Also, I have some good news for you. My lord has given you the posthumous title of General Zhengdong from the imperial court, and named him Marquis of Yangyang. Unexpectedly, you There will be a day when you are a ruffian and a general..."

That night, Song Xian, who was not good at words, talked a lot for an unprecedented time. He didn't lie on the grave until he drank up the two jars of wine, and fell asleep drunk.