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

"My lord, a——has been loyal!"

Before he died, Han Hao, who was bleeding profusely, looked at Wang Kuang, his mouth was covered with thick blood, he opened and closed, his eyes were still unwilling, and gradually dimmed.

I still remember when I was young, the rapeseed yellow fields.

"Yuan Si, the great man has fallen, and the traitors are making trouble, can you help me?" At that time, Wang Kuang, who was in good spirits, was still young.

"Han Hao is not talented, and he is willing to use his flesh and blood to help the lord achieve great success!"

Han Hao, full of enthusiasm, thought he had found Bole, and raised three fingers to swear to heaven and earth that he would die without regret.

Who ever thought that things are different.

After all, Huang Liang Yimeng.

As soon as Han Hao died, all the swordsmen in the hall obediently put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and waited for Lu Bu to deal with them.

After Fang Yue stepped over the threshold and entered the lobby, she took the initiative to clap her fists at Lu Bu: "Fang Yue, the last general, pay my respects to Chief Sima!"

Back then, when the Xianbei people were expelled, Fang Yue and Lu Bu were still generals of the same level.Now, in just a few years, Lu Bu has transformed himself into an important minister with power over the government, but he himself is still a moderate general.

People have to sigh: 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi.

Seeing Fang Yue coming in, Lu Bu was in a good mood, handed him a glass of fine wine, and said with a smile: "Fang Yue, haven't we seen each other for many years?"

Fang Yue stepped forward to take the wine glass respectfully, nodded, and recalled: "It's been five or six years."

I remember the last time we met, it was Lu Bu who moved the Mothie to Bingzhou.

Lu Bu nodded, his tone was a little emotional, as if it was only a blink of an eye, but it has been so many years.

"Elder Sima, what should we do with these people?" Fang Yue pointed to the swordsman in the hall and asked Lu Bu's opinion.

The dead Han Hao had already been carried out of the hall, except for Wang Kuang who felt a little uncomfortable, no one among the officials present felt sorry for him.

"Grand Sima, Han Hao is a daring man. Although he died, it is heinous to try to murder you, Da Sima. Be the first to show the public, ransack your family and exterminate your family!" A bloated Hanoi official sat up straight and cupped his hands.

"Han Hao deserves to die, and these soldiers must all be executed to serve as an example to others!"

"That's right, if you don't kill them today, how can you enforce the laws of the Han Dynasty and order them tomorrow! Da Sima, please behead these soldiers!"

"The lower officials seconded the proposal."

"Seconded."

Officials in Hanoi all stood up at this moment and spoke righteously.It seemed that they were not the ones shivering in the corner just now.

"Great Sima, spare your life, Great Sima, spare your life..."

Hearing that those officials wanted to put themselves to death, the soldiers kneeling in the hall kowtowed and begged for mercy.Everyone has the old and the young, if they are not afraid of death, they have already gone up just now.

Of course Lu Bu understood that these officials wanted to vent their personal anger. He looked at Wang Kuang and asked, "Wang Shijun, what do you think?"

Hearing this, Wang Kuang was startled. He immediately knelt on the ground and took the initiative to plead guilty: "Today's incident is all due to the incompetence of the lower officials, which caused the subordinates to rebel and disturbed the big Sima. Therefore, I dare not ask the big Sima forgives me, and Kuang is willing to go to prison for trial, and I only ask Da Sima to forgive me and my family."

Wang Kuang knew in his heart that this time, he might be doomed.

"Great Sima, this matter was done by Han Hao alone, it has nothing to do with public festivals, please be clear!" As Wang Kuang's friend, Cai Yong naturally couldn't turn a blind eye, and pleaded with Lu Bu on his behalf.

The rest of the people also looked at Lu Bu, waiting for his final judgment.

Looking at Wang Kuang with gray hair and frightened expression, Lu Bu raised his hand and said calmly, "Wang Shijun, get up."

Wang Kuang was still kneeling, not daring to get up.

"Although Lu Mou is a rough man, he is not blind. Han Hao's rebellion really has nothing to do with you, and I will not wrong you for this." Lu Bu increased his voice, and then looked at the soldiers: "And you, too. Get up, good boy, how can you just kneel down and beg for mercy."

Seeing that Lu Bu had indeed forgiven them, Wang Kuang and the soldiers stood up nervously.

"As for how to deal with Han Hao, there's no need to show him to the public, let's bury him alive." Lu Bu said, Han Hao is not a heinous person, at best he can only be said to have committed a crime of inferiority and superiority.

In the final analysis, he was just not reconciled to Wang Kuang being ruled by Lu Bu.

"Big Sima Rende!"

The officials who insisted on the execution just now immediately changed their words, changed direction, and flattered again.

After this turmoil, Lu Bu lost his appetite, so he briefly talked to Wang Kuang and other Hanoi officials, and then led Pang Ji and others back to the camp in the city.

Not long after Lu Bu left, all the officials in the hall also gradually dispersed.

Soon, only Wang Kuang and Cai Yong, two half-centenarians, were left in the lobby.

"Official day, tell me honestly, have you ever..."

Naturally, Wang Kuang understood the meaning of his old friend's words. He didn't answer directly, but sighed a little breathlessly: "Bo Jie, you and I are both old! In this world, it is Lu Bu and Yuan Shao who are descendants."

Comprehending the implication of Wang Kuang's words, Cai Yong stopped talking and walked to his old friend silently.

The two old men walked out of the hall together, with their bodies bent, to welcome the last ray of the setting sun.

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Coming out of the county mansion, on the way back to the camp, Pang Ji, who was a little behind, followed quickly, and asked tentatively: "My lord, are you really planning to let Wang Kuang go?"

Wang Kuang obviously knew about today's matter.

It's fine if others can't see it, Pang Ji, Xi Ce, and Guo Jia are such smart people, and it's not difficult to guess the answer after a little speculation and thinking about Wang Kuang's various abnormalities today.

"It's useless to kill."

This was the answer given by Lu Bu. Wang Kuang didn't throw the cup to attack, which means that this person has no intention of fighting.Even when Han Hao felt that he had the chance to win, Wang Kuang still chose to give up.

Based on this alone, Lu Bu would not kill him.

The next day, Lu Bu went to Hanoi to inspect the barracks.

Knowing that Lu Bu was coming, the soldiers in Hanoi who were practicing became more and more energetic. Every time they made an assassination move, they shouted "Kill" in their mouths, with great momentum, thinking of performing well in front of Lu Bu.

Walking around the martial arts arena, Lu Bu, who was wearing a dark general's robe, nodded slightly, and couldn't help but praise: "You are worthy of being Hanoi Erlang, and your momentum is three points higher than others."

Hearing Lu Bu's praise, Fang Yue, who was accompanying him, was happy in her heart, but she said humbly, "Great Sima praises you."

After walking for a while on the edge of the martial arts arena, a weapon stand stood not far ahead.

Lu Bu stepped forward and took out a long halberd from the weapon rack, weighed it in his hand, then looked back at Fang Yue, and asked with a smile, "General Fang, do you want to learn from each other?"

Confronting the strong is the dream of every warrior.