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

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The upper half of the body fell off the horse's back.

Gongsun Zan, who had just returned to the camp, was about to turn around to see how the battle was going, but he hadn't even heard the sound of a weapon clash.

If you want to come to the man with yellow letters, you have no idea.

Gongsun Zan thought so, but when he looked back, he froze in place. Huang Zhong was wiping the blood-stained blade on the horse's back, while He Lishu was only half of his body sitting on the horse's back. It has fallen to the ground, and the dead can't die anymore.

Is this guy a monster?

Gongsun Zan stood there in a daze, his expression erratic and confused.

"Wu! Wu! Wu!"

When Huang Zhong cut the generals together, all the soldiers of the Han army shouted loudly, and the morale of the Han army suddenly rose.

"I am Huang Hansheng from Nanyang, the thief in the city, whoever dares to come down, fight to the death with me!" Huang Zhong reined in his horse and turned twice on the spot, then pointed the long knife in his hand at the city wall.

When He Lishu died, one can imagine the shock in Zhang Chun and the general's heart. Just a couple of actions took the life of this Wuhuan fierce general.

And Lu Bu, who was known as a flying general, hadn't made a move yet, and his subordinates were so aggressive in sending out anyone at random. Looking at the guards on the city wall, all of them were so scared that their faces turned pale.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang~~~

There was a sound of gold clanging on the tower, and the Wuhuan cavalrymen below the city turned their horses back, not even He Lishu's body dared to go forward to pick it up.

The rebels retreated into the city, Huang Zhong looked back at Lu Bu, waiting for new orders.

What Lu Bu wanted was this kind of deterrent effect. He said to Wen Ji next to him, "Go and tell the traitors. I will give them ten days to consider. Except for Zhang Chun, everyone else will not die if they surrender. If someone sends Zhang Chun's head If you come to me, you will be rewarded with [-] coins, and you will be entrusted with the post of Marquis of the Army."

After listening to the order, Wen Ji nodded, walked down to the city swaggeringly with the painting halberd on his shoulders, raised his head and said loudly: "Listen up, traitors in the city, my general said, I will give you ten days to think about it. Except for the leader Zhang Chun Besides, others, as long as you put down your weapons and surrender, you will not die. If there is a warrior who can cut off Zhang Chun's head and send it to our army, he will be rewarded with [-] yuan, and he can directly serve as a military officer."

Hearing this, Zhang Chun felt very uneasy, and looked around, as if everyone looked at him greedily, wanting to take off his head to ask for a reward.

Everyone is forgiven, but I am not forgiven.

Zhang Chun felt melancholy, this also cut off all his escape routes.

Pressing the potential panic, Zhang Chun laughed dryly, pointed at Lu Bu under his finger, and said loudly: "Do you think you can separate our soldiers with such clumsy tricks? It's just wishful thinking. How can our army unite as one? Bewitched by you, Lu Bu, give up your heart!"

As he said that, Zhang Chun also used Lu Bu's method to raise the stakes: "Listen, soldiers of the Han army, if someone can bring Lu Bu's head to me, I will reward you with a million dollars and make him a general."

Most of the Han army laughed, not to mention whether they had the ability to kill Lu Bu.In terms of status alone, Zhang Chun, the so-called Mi Tian An Ding Wang, is basically the same as the former Yellow Turban Qu Shuai in their eyes.

Only a fool would turn to darkness and become his general.

"I hope that after ten days, you can still say these words."

After Lu Bu left these words coldly, he led the Han army back slowly.

At night, the Han army camps.

In a sleeping tent somewhere, Xi Ce rested his hands behind his head, squinted his eyes, breathed evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Guo Jiaguang, who was sleeping on the same mat, was bare-armed, and learned tricks to put his hands behind his head. A pair of peach blossom eyes looked at the tent with a small hole cut by him, and he happened to be able to see a little moonlight in the night sky. .

"Xi Zhicai, did you teach Lu Bu the scheming during the day?"

The moonlight shines on Guo Jia's face through the small hole, like a white fox on the holy snow mountain.

"What, you think I taught it too?" The seemingly 'asleep' joker didn't open his eyes, but moved his lips slightly.

"You didn't teach it. Could it be that he came up with his own idea?" Guo Jia expressed disbelief.

"Oh, sure enough I can't hide anything from you kid."

"I knew it was you who taught Lu Bu!"

Guo Jia was obviously very satisfied when he heard that the play was acquiescing, but he didn't notice the guy sleeping next to him, and the corner of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

"Poor Zhang Chun, it is estimated that I will have trouble sleeping and eating for the next ten days."

Guo Jia started talking, and from Zhang Chun's performance during the day, it can almost be concluded that he must be a suspicious guy.

Suspicion produces dark ghosts, and righteousness is not evil.

"By the way, Xi Zhicai, how long do you think it will take to wipe out this mob with Lu Bu's current strength?"

What answered him was a small voice.

"Hmph, lazy fellow!"

Guo Jia snorted dissatisfiedly and closed his eyes.

Half an hour later, the white fox boy lying on his back opened his eyes again, and muttered, "I can't fall asleep at all in this sleeping position!"

Afterwards, he pulled his hands out from under his head, curled up, arched his back, put his back against the trick, and fell asleep on his side.

Outside the tent, Cao Xing, who was bored watching the night, saw the lights in Lu Bu's tent, so he opened the tent and entered.

"Boss, haven't you slept yet?" Cao Xing, who was in the account, greeted first.

"It's still early, after reading this volume, go to sleep again."

The more ancient books I read, the more I feel that the wisdom of the predecessors is infinite.Lu Bu, who was reading at night by candlelight, put down the bamboo slips in his hand and looked at Cao Xing: "What, do you need me?"

"It's not a big deal, I just can't figure it out. Why don't we attack the city during the day when morale is high, but give the rebels ten days to think about it. If they run away, then we will lose a lot Is it?" Regarding this question, Cao Xing thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out what it meant.

"There are [-] thieves in the city. If you attack rashly, you will inevitably lose many soldiers. Moreover, our army has only more than [-] infantry, so we may not be able to be sure. Instead of fighting like this, it is better to take advantage of the damage that Han Sheng caused them during the day. Deterrence and pressure may be able to achieve the effect of self-destruction without a fight."

Lu Bu explained to Cao Xing in detail.

Subduing the enemy without fighting is the general's strategy.

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Guangyang County Mansion, it was getting late.

As King Anding granted by the emperor Zhang Juyu, Zhang Chun sat alone by the couch, with candles lit in the room, illuminating the whole room brightly.

Outside the door was his specially arranged cronies as guards.

Even so, Zhang Chun still had no intention of going to bed.

People's hearts are separated from each other, who knows if any of them will be moved.

One hundred thousand dollars, and the position of a military marquis, there are a few ordinary people who can resist it.