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

Perhaps, it was the play that changed his mind.

Jockey pulled the two people behind him closer, gave Lu Bu a very suggestive wink, and said, "I didn't want to disturb the general, but these two are my friends, so I would like to invite the general to meet you." .”

After a little thought in Lu Bu's mind, Xie Tie came here to recommend him. He thought that the two sons must have something special in them.

He glanced over, and the first thing he noticed was not the handsome young man standing and holding a sword, but another thin and short boy in green shirt.

It has a white fox face, but it is inexplicably familiar to him.

Where did you see it?

Lu Bu pinched his chin and stood motionless on the horse's back, as if his soul had come out of his body.

Without the text, the atmosphere became awkward.

Xi Ce coughed twice, bringing the wandering Lu Bula back to reality.

Lu Bu obviously also realized that he was going too far, actually staring at this handsome young man of thirteen or fourteen like an idiot for so long.

His old face blushed, and he stopped thinking about those nihilistic and headache things, and greeted the two of them with fists together: "Since the two young friends are Mr. place, you don’t need to be polite, just open your mouth.”

"The general is kind and kind, and the two of us will write it down."

Xu Shu, holding the sword, nodded in response. He is not good at reading, but likes martial arts.The dream is to become a world-renowned ranger, with a long sword in his hand, to settle all injustices in the world.

Lu Bu's rough and sincere answer just now won him a lot of goodwill.

Xu Shu had heard from Xi Ce that Lu Bu was the absolute strongest in terms of martial arts.

Seeing the true face of Mount Lu this time, while being excited in my heart, I can't help but feel a little eager to try it out, wanting to compete.

Maybe it was because of the huge age difference. Lu Bu didn't seem to have much to say to Xu and Guo, who were many years younger than him, so he turned to ask Xi Ce: "Sir, are you really going to Nanyang with me?"

Joce shook his head, there was no room for negotiation.

Being rejected, Lu Bu will inevitably feel disappointed, "Mr. is not around to watch, I always feel a little bit uncertain."

The joke did not change his mind because of Lu Bu's words. Instead, he said in a stern tone: "General, you have read so many books on the art of war, but you never practice them. You always rely on me. When you go back to Nanyang, Let's make good use of what we have learned to defeat the moth thief and strive for an early victory."

Lu Bu let out a 'hmm', as if he understood the good intentions of the plot.

"Sir, take care!"

Lu Bu clasped his fists, turned around on his horse, and hurried towards the road ahead.

Looking at the figure galloping away, the youngest Guo Jia teased: "Zhicai, it seems that this guy is very dependent on you!"

"What this guy and that guy, he is a real general." Xi Ce retracted his gaze, raised his hand and slapped Guo Jia on the back of the head without showing any mercy.

The little ghost let out an 'ahhh' in pain, hugged his head, and shouted exaggeratedly and aggrievedly: "Xi Zhicai, you have changed."

The two played around for a while, then returned to the topic, and asked Xu Shu and Guo Jia, "Would you like to ride a horse outside the Great Wall and see the vast wilderness where cattle and sheep can be seen under the wind and grass?"

Xu Shu was a little moved, but Guo Jia directly spoke out: "I don't like Lu Bu."

In vain, he prepared a lot of rhetorical tricks, so he had no choice but to swallow these words back to his stomach.

During the time when he returned to Yingchuan, he was running around, but except for the Xin family brothers, Du Xi, and Fanqin Songkou, everyone else kept silent and pointed their way.

As for the uncles and nephews of the Xun family, they would not rashly join any party without a definite goal.

What's more, as far as the regional soldiers and horses that Lu Bu can control now, they are still far away from the word "power".

If Guo Jia and Xu Shu can be persuaded to join Lu Bu's banner, Yingchuan's return this time will not be in vain.

But the difficulty lies with Guo Jia, this kid seems dissolute and out of character, but in fact he is a cunning ghost, if he wants to set him up in a trap, it will be difficult for him to reach the sky.

The two of them may be young now, but as long as they are given a little time, it will only be a matter of time before they become such extraordinary figures as Zhang Liang and Han Xin.

"What do you think of Cao Mengde?"

Suddenly, such a sentence came out of Guo Jia's mouth.

Xu Shu said that he has no contact, so it is not good to jump to conclusions.

Xi Ce was taken aback, but he clearly remembered that Lu Bu was especially afraid of this person.

When Guo Jia mentioned this, it was rare that he wanted to follow Cao Cao?

Xie Ce's mind was running fast, but he did not forget to ask tentatively: "Why, Feng Xiao recognizes this person?"

Guo Jia shook his head slightly, then smiled a bit, and said truthfully: "That's not true, but I've seen him a few times, and I think this person is quite interesting."

He still remembers the calm appearance of Cao Cao standing under the city with his hands tied that night.If a rain of arrows rained down at that time, he would surely be shot into a hedgehog alive.

A person who dares to gamble with his own life is somewhat heroic.

"You really don't want to be with me?" Xie Ce asked again.

"Everyone has his own destiny, which is predestined by God; some are born to be kings, and some are born to be bandits. This world is not as simple as we think..."

Guo Jia pulled out the wine gourd that Xi Ce gave him, held it up in the sky and fell down, raised his head and opened his mouth to drink the sweet wine. He shook his frail body and walked towards the city.

Happy I go my own way, regardless of him last night and the Ming Dynasty.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

Huangfusong and Zhu Jun stopped at the fork in front of them and diverged. The two roads lead to their respective places, with Yingyang on the left and Yingyin on the right.

When Huangfusong wanted to go to Runan, he had to go to Yingyang, and when Zhu Jun went to Nanyang, he had to go to Sicheng from Yingyin and cross the Kun River before entering Nanyang.

At the time of parting, Huangfusong and Zhu Jun clasped their fists together and said 'Treasure'.

Lü Bu followed Zhu Jun to the south, and it took him four full days to cross the Kunshui River and enter Nanyang.

On the way to the north, there was still an endless stream of people fleeing to the north. However, when they were asked about the situation in the south, few people knew.

On the day of crossing the Kunshui River, because it was getting late, Zhu Jun ordered to camp and rest temporarily.

After dinner, after night fell, the soldiers of the Han army fell asleep early.After many consecutive days of rapid marching and only sleeping for two hours a day, my body was already exhausted.

When Lu Bu finished his rounds of the camp and was about to go to bed, a middle-aged hunter on a fast horse broke into the camp.

Hearing the sound of horseshoes rushing towards this side, Lu Bu took out a long halberd from the weapons stacked beside the campfire, and stood in the middle of the road by himself.

At this time, Lu Bu had not removed his armor, and Orion recognized Lu Bu as a general at a glance.

He hastily reined in the horse, jumped off the horse, and ran towards Lu Bu.