The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

At this moment, he stared at Dong Zhuo's figure disappearing at the street corner with burning eyes, flashing a trace of awe-inspiring killing intent.

He was already unparalleled in demeanor, and his already handsome face, coupled with the sturdy aura honed on the battlefield, made him even more heroic and extraordinary.

"That's right, the current Dong Zhuo is so arrogant that even Ms. Lu has started to be noticed by him, but I am astonished. I thought he would be in awe of you." Wang Yun's eyelids trembled. After a while, he catered and said in Lu Bu's tone.

"Hmph, so, I also feel that we need to speed up the progress. Now that the matter has come to this point, then there is no delay in punishing the director!"

Mentioning the matter of Lu Lingqi today, Lu Bu's face, which had warmed up just now, suddenly turned chilly again, and his tone was even more resolute like never before.

Although Wang Yun was amazed by the rapid change in Lu Bu's attitude, he responded enthusiastically to the hostility between Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo.

He was very happy to hear that Lu Bu was able to clearly confront the most powerful enemy they faced today.

As the so-called enemy's enemy is one's friend, when Lv Bu and Dong Zhuo confront each other, the power they can use will increase.

Military power, especially the power of a general with tens of thousands of soldiers, is the most palpitating and exciting!

And what Lu Bu said at the end was not unreasonable, because what happened today is far from over.

Don't look at it as just a small confrontation about Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu on the surface, but the waves planned behind it are still far away and not over!

All the private forces in Chang'an paid more or less attention to this, and began to use this to launch a series of subsequent plans.

Not to mention anything else, just because of this, there are no fewer than ten fingers to unite with Lu Bu to deal with Dong Zhuo and start preparing to contact his forces!

At the shadowed partition of the tall pavilion at the corner of the street, a slim and graceful figure, accompanied by a black shadow, looked at each other from a distance.

That is a woman exuding seductiveness from the bottom of her heart, soft and charming, she seems to be exuding charm all the time.

The face is like a hibiscus blooming, the eyebrows are like willows blown by the wind, the eyes are full of spring waves, the thin ears are green rings, and the black hair hangs down around the waist.

At this time, in the depths of her eyes, there was an impressive silhouette against Lu Bu's figure alone!

On the same day, Chang'an North Street, a certain backyard.

An old man about 50 years old, wearing a black samurai robe, although his hair is slightly gray, but his face is full of fortitude, his shoulders are broad and his back is thick, and his arms are strong and powerful.

Although he is a little older, his waist is straight, his body is strong, and there is no trace of fat. Sitting alone on the seat, it seems that there are thousands of troops lined up on both sides.

As a general, don't be angry and arrogant. This is definitely a general who leads the army, and he is a character who has been on the battlefield and killed people like hemp.

When the "chess piece" he inserted outside ran quickly to deliver the news, his back was facing the old man sitting on the ground, his body's first reaction was to hold the sword at his waist with his left hand, and at the same time he knelt up and swayed. Take a pose ready to attack at any time.

For those who have been on the battlefield, that defensive instinct has long been infiltrated into their bones.

However, with the help of his profound control over his body, under the terrified eyes of his subordinates, the old man withdrew his sword and stood up in time.

"Tell me, what is the rush? Didn't the old man say that you can't come here unless it's a big event?"

The old man frowned and asked.

370 Four Veterans Are Undead

"Reporting to the master, it's not that someone is in a panic, but there is something urgent to report. Last time, you specifically instructed me about the matter between Dong Xiangguo and Lu Wenhou." The servant heard the old man's words, Immediately bowed respectfully.

He showed considerable respect for the old man's attitude.

And the identity of the old man is indeed very famous, he is from Zhuojun.

Surname Lu Mingzhi.

That's right, it's still that Lu Zhi!

He was a famous general at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. He served as the prefect of Jiujiang and Lujiang successively, and quelled the barbarian rebellion. During the Yellow Turban Uprising, he was the general of Beizhong Lang. He led the army to fight against Zhang Jiao, and he was invincible!

Almost relying on his own strength, he maintained the last glory of the big man.

It's just that with Dong Zhuo's entry into Beijing and the relocation of the capital, the status of the old man gradually declined, and was even slowly put on hold.

But it is no exaggeration to say that in today's government, Lu Zhi is definitely one of the few generals in the Eastern Han Dynasty who is truly loyal to the royal family.

At this time, when he received the "news", he seemed to be very calm regardless of the unhurriedness of his words, but it could be seen from the hand that grasped the hilt of the sword that his heart was already surging. .

"Hehe! I didn't expect that, I didn't expect..."

"The old man has been laying down for many years, and finally there is a day to come forward again."

Lu Zhi held the hilt of the sword with his backhand and pulled out the sword suddenly. The two-foot-long sword was surrounded by blue light, and the cold air was overwhelming. Obviously, this was another magic weapon capable of cutting gold and breaking jade; At the center, there are exquisite veins carved.

It was the weapon that the old man used to accompany him on the battlefield when he was young, and now he took it out again, so he had some intentions.

At this time, Lu Zhi's temperament changed spontaneously, and a vitality that was completely different from his current old appearance suddenly burst forth.

It is conceivable that the old man is not indifferent to Chang'an government affairs, and is always ready to shed his last blood and sweat for the big man!

Of course, there are far more than one person who has the same thoughts as Lu Zhi in the four hundred years of the great man.

It's in another courtyard on the same street as the old man's residence.

The same old man was drinking and having fun in his own garden, and he looked gentle and elegant in a light blue robe.

The tiger's mouth on the right hand is covered with thick calluses, which shows that the head of the family is not an ordinary person with no power to restrain the chicken.

Even in an environment where he is pampered and served by others, the old man's waist is still straight and his eyes are as sharp as a knife.

No matter how you look at it, you can't feel that this is an old man who is over fifty years old.

"Ah!" The old man snorted softly, shook the wine bottle, and shook his head slightly, feeling extremely emotional.

Wine is good wine, it is like a knife in the throat, extremely sweet, and it turns into bursts of warmth in the stomach, making people extremely comfortable.

The line of sight is slightly shifted, and the red charcoal fire is burning brightly. A fat and tender lamb is rolling and grilling on it. From time to time, rich fat will fall, causing bursts of flames and smoke.

Looking at the old man's reddish face and sweaty white temples, he had obviously drunk a lot, and the two beautiful young maids beside him added meat and poured wine for him from time to time, making him feel as comfortable as a fairy... …

Liquor, fat sheep, beautiful girls; this is Zhu Jun's daily life now.

On the surface, it seems that I don't know how many men die with envy, but the real feeling is in it.

Ha ha!

In fact, it is like a person drinking water, knowing whether it is warm or not!

These are not what the old man really desires and wants in his heart.

Veterans don't die, but their hearts wither!

In the heart of the old man, he still yearns for the battlefield after all.