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

The three of them nodded in agreement, and they still had to give Lu Bu this bit of face, and they expressed no objection to this.

After drinking for three rounds, Lv Bu asked Han Sui and Song Jian, "you are all talented generals, why don't you want to submit to the court and leave your name in history, instead of doing such a kingless crime?" Fatherless treason?"

Han and Song were ashamed, and they clasped their fists together and replied, "Marquis Wen, it's just that we don't want to serve the court, and we really have nowhere to go!"

The governors of Liangzhou before the riot, such as Zuo Chang, Song Xiao, and Geng Bi, only knew about extortion and extortion without paying any attention to people's livelihood.Liangzhou was already poor, so it could withstand years of oppression and extortion.As long as there is a way to survive, who would want to rebel?

"If you are willing to surrender, Lu can be your guarantor and get you the post of general, how about it?" Lu Bu promised.

Ma Teng's ancestor was General Fubo Ma Yuan, and he always had the ambition to be a marquis and a general, so that he could honor his family and seal his wife and son.Now that Lu Bu has said this, he is willing to accept it.

Han Sui was also a little moved. He was a protégé of Jincheng prefect Yin Hua in his early years, and was conscripted to work in Liangzhou. If he hadn't been hijacked and coerced by the Qianghu rebels, he would not have embarked on the road of rebelling against the imperial court.

Song Jian is different. Ever since he became the leader of a party, he has fallen in love with the life of this kind of dictatorship. He doesn't need to listen to other people's orders, and he can do whatever he says.

Direct refusal would embarrass Lv Bu, and Song Jian didn't want to offend Lv Bu, so he had to find excuses: "Mr. It was harmed by others, so please forgive me for not accepting it."

As soon as these words came out, Han Sui, who was originally moved, also changed his words: "Marquis Wen, Han must go back and discuss with the soldiers before he can give you an answer."

Only Ma Teng chose to stand by Lu Bu without hesitation. Life is a big gamble. It depends on whether you dare to bet when the opportunity comes.

Neither Han Sui nor Song Jian nodded in agreement, and Lü Bu stopped pressing, knowing that they had their own concerns.What's more, things like recruiting security should not be rushed. If you add some pressure at the right time, they will naturally come to take refuge.

At this time, a tough man came over, clasped his fists and said to Lu Bu, "I heard that Marquis Wen's generals are as strong as clouds, and the villains are not talented. I dare to ask for advice."

"Marquis Wen, this is Zhaomeng, a general under my command. He is addicted to martial arts and aggressive. Don't blame Marquis Wen." Song Jian introduced Lu Bu with a bright face.

Lu Bu's reputation is well known, and today he showed off his sharp shot again.Zhaomeng is not stupid, he still has a little bit of self-knowledge, knowing that he can't beat Lu Bu, so he wants to pick on his soldiers to get back the leader Song Jian.

Lv Bu is currently serving as the right general, and he is not far from the most powerful officials. It would be disrespectful to fight with them, so he called to the side: "Meng Qi, go and compare with him."

When Zhaomeng saw the face named 'Meng Qi', his face suddenly showed sullen expression: "Could it be that Marquis Wen is playing with me, a little boy, how can you fight me?"

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Ma Chao came out from the side, holding Yinlongyi in his hand, looked at Zhaomeng with indifference in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Why, are you afraid of losing to my boy?"

Hearing this, Zhaomeng laughed angrily. He looked at Ma Chao who was coming, and hummed conceitedly: "I will lose to you? What a big joke."

Ma Chao arrived in the middle of the field, wiped the tip of the gun that was glowing coldly, and said with a hint of disdain in his tone, "Don't you only imitate long-tongued women? Long-winded."

These words completely angered Zhaomeng, and he decided to show some color to Ma Chao, who was defiant, and shouted: "Little yellow-haired boy, you are so arrogant, it seems that I have to discipline your father well today, so that you will not be ignorant in the future."

Ma Teng, who was sitting under Lu Bu, had an angry expression on his face. He is still sitting here. When will it be Zhaomeng's turn to teach him a lesson.

Lu Bu raised his wine cup, toasted Ma Teng, and signaled him to just watch the show.

Zhaomeng walked up to Ma Chao, looked him up and down, and said with a smile, "Son, don't say that I bully you because of my age and height. In this way, I don't need weapons, but just fight you with bare hands, how about it?"

When the surrounding soldiers heard this, they immediately cheered for Zhaomeng. Fighting with bare hands was a strong confidence in their own strength.

"I'm afraid this young man may be in danger, but he actually met Zhao Meng, one of Song Jian's four tiger generals."

Cheng Yin, who was watching the battle, sighed. As a strong general under Han Sui, he had fought against Zhaomeng many times on the battlefield.This person is not weak, even if he has a silver gun, he should have no problem dealing with a boy in his teens.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a mocking voice came into his ears not far away.

"Hey, this guy seems to have well-developed limbs, but his head is really not good. When facing Ma Chao, he still has to pretend not to use weapons, and he will be beaten to death!"

Cheng Yin looked in the direction of the sound, and there was a young man hanging around with half a grass root dangling from the corner of his mouth, and a man wearing a mask was next to him.

Intuition told Cheng Yin that the masked man was very dangerous.

But his strong curiosity prompted him to walk over, and asked with his fists lowered as much as possible: "This brother seems to be quite optimistic about that young man. I don't know much about him, and I would like to hear more about him."

Cao Xing glanced up at him, and asked angrily, "Who are you?"

"Cheng Yin, a villain, serves under General Han Sui." Cheng Yin said his name respectfully, and carefully noticed that the young man in front of him was actually wearing a black ribbon!

Ribbon is a symbol of status, and only those with official positions can wear it, and the color and weaving method of the ribbons of the emperor, princes, scholar-bureaucrats, and civil and military officials also vary with the status of the wearer. Ribbon away", his status is no different from that of ordinary people.

Similarly, the color of the ribbon also marks the level of status.The Son of Heaven picks four pieces of yellow and red ribbons, yellow and red cyanosis, one foot nine feet nine inches long, and five hundred pieces; princes and kings pick four pieces of red ribbons, red and yellow cyanosis, two feet one foot long, and three hundred pieces; princes and generals pick two gold seals and purple ribbons , purple and white, one zhang seven feet long, 180 heads; Jiuqing silver seals and green ribbons, three picks, blue, white and red, one zhang seven feet long, 120 heads; thousand and six hundred stone officials, copper seals and ink ribbons three picks, four hundred , Three hundred, two hundred stones, bronze seal with yellow ribbon.

The ribbon worn on Lu Bu's body is the purple ribbon, which symbolizes his status as the right general and the lord of ten thousand households.

Cao Xing saw that Cheng Yin had a good attitude, so he replied lazily: "Ma Mengqi is said to be the most talented person in martial arts besides the boss. He is now second-rate, according to the boss's estimate. Maybe in another three or four years, it's time to enter the first-class ranks."

You know, Ma Chao is only 12 years old this year.

"12 years old? Second-rate?"

Cheng Yin was stunned, unable to turn his head around for a while.A warrior with third-rate strength can have a foothold in the barracks, and a person with second-rate strength can almost hold important positions.As for the top-notch powerhouses, looking at the whole world, I am afraid that there may not be one in the palm of their hands.

He is in his twenties this year, but he has only been lucky enough to step into the second-rate realm not long ago, and he has been complacent about it for a long time.

Now Cao Xing said that the boy in front of him who was only twelve years old had the strength of the second-tier realm, and he wouldn't believe it if he was killed!

"What is this? Let me tell you. When the boss was 11 years old, the Han and the Huns held a celebration at the White Horse Temple. The No. 1 Hun wrestler wrestler was invincible. This brute who was several times heavier than him was thrown off the ring. Don't think I'm bragging, this incident has caused a sensation in the entire Jiuyuan County, and every household knows about it."

When Cao Xing talked about this matter, the expression on his face was particularly proud.

But to Cheng Yin's ears, these words sounded like a fairy tale.

He subconsciously glanced at Lu Bu, who was talking and laughing happily, the hairs all over his body stood on end, goosebumps appeared, and he couldn't help shivering.

Cao Xing didn't pay attention to Cheng Yin's expression change, and continued: "So you people from Liangzhou, you are very fierce, that is, that is... Hey, what is that sentence that Xi Ce often says? What kind of frog is sitting in the well..."

"Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, Yelang is arrogant." Ma Zhong next to him reminded.

Cao Xing nodded, and said: "Yes, that's right, just sitting in a well and watching the sky, Yelang is arrogant!"

At this time, the two people in the middle of the field had already started to fight.

As expected, Zhaomeng obeyed what he just said, and did not use weapons.

He stepped forward, relying on his huge body to bully him, and stretched out his hand to snatch the silver gun from Ma Chao's hand.

Seeing that this fellow dared to be so arrogant and arrogant, Ma Chao did not avoid the sharp edge at all, his eyes narrowed, the spear was withdrawn to make Zhaomeng catch a gap, and then took advantage of the gap in the middle, the spear probed again.

Shot fast, accurate and ruthless!

Chi~

Zhaomeng, who was careless, didn't have time to guard against him, and the sharp gun tip pierced his shoulder, splashing a splash of blood.

"Okay!" Ma Teng, who was seated, couldn't help cheering, with pride in his eyes.After not seeing him for three years, his son's strength has improved by leaps and bounds. At first, he was a little worried that his son would lose.Now that he stabbed Zhao Meng for the first time when he saw Ma Chao, he felt full of face as a father.

Feeling the pain from his shoulder, Zhaomeng took two steps back, turned his head to look at the bleeding shoulder, turned his head to stare at Ma Chao, like a wounded beast, roaring again and again: "Son, you hurt me!"