Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

In the quiet tent, the candlelight danced and reflected in Lu Bu's bright eyes, so bright that Yan Qing couldn't help shaking his head.

Lu Bu looked at Yan Qing expectantly, couldn't help but bowed a little, and quietly moved the mat half an inch in Yan Qing's direction: "What do you think, my lord?"

Yan Qing calmed down and nodded: "It should be feasible. But whether to use tactics or not, we have to call the military divisions to come over for some discussions."

It turned out that Lu Bu saw that the arrows were so fierce that it was difficult to defend them with a shield, but there was no way to dodge them. He had to walk on this stone bridge, so he wanted to think of a best-effort strategy that would consume the enemy's arrows without hurting the soldiers.

After this hard thinking, whether it is the wall that is so tall that it is difficult to see the faces of the guards on the top, or the slightly higher terrain where they live, and the inspiration brought by the reeds swaying in the wind not far away, Shan, such a favorable time, place and people really made Lu Bu perform exceptionally back and forth for the first time, and figured out an unprecedented clever plan.

That is to vacate all the carts used to transport grain, grass and supplies, and then secretly pick reeds and tie them into human figures in different poses, put them on battle helmets and uniforms, tie long ropes on the carts, and take advantage of the darkest light. When they were on duty, they beat the war drums loudly and made loud noises on purpose, so that the guards were flustered and mistakenly thought they were attacking at night.

Since only the shadowy silhouette can be seen and Xuantian shouting can be heard, it should be feasible to trick the guards into panicking and shooting all their arrows at the 'Yan Bing' who are actually reed men.

When the arrows are gone, closing the wall is no longer a 'danger', but an ordinary barrier with thousands of weak lambs inside.

As long as he climbs onto the wall and can get close, it doesn't matter whether he holds a gun or a sword or a knife. Lu Bu believes that the tens of thousands of generals he has trained through painstaking efforts will never lose to the weak people who have only dealt with them over the years. It belongs to the Xiliang Army who has been blunted for a long time.

Yan Qing really didn't expect that Lv Bu, with a slap in the face, actually tossed out the "grass boat borrowing arrows" that belonged to Zhuge Liang in the novel and Sun Quan in the official history.

Yan Qing looked at Lu Bu delicately.

...Could it be that Lu Bu still had the talent to be a wise general, but unfortunately it was buried because of being too headstrong in history?

This conjecture is really too unbelievable, but there is no way to verify it. Even Yan Qing, who thinks he admires Lu Bu very much, can hardly believe it, so he can't help but look at Lu Bu a few more times.

Lv Bu had secretly glanced at Yan Qing's face just now, seeing that he was in a good mood, his uneasiness calmed down for the most part, but at this moment Yan Qing cast his gaze on him, his mood couldn't be restrained and he became even more excited, and unconsciously straightened his back Straight, with a somewhat majestic and composed expression, he let Yanqing look at him generously.

Yan Qing didn't look at it for long, then lowered his eyes again, looked at the map and said: "It's not too late, if you want to tie a human shape with reeds, you have to cover up people's eyes and ears, at least it will take a night or two, go and invite Feng Xiao and Gong Da Come on."

"I'm going to invite the two gentlemen here!"

Lu Bu got up in a hurry and was about to go out so that he could invite Guo Jiaxunyou in person.

Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, but her eyes were sharp and her hands were quick. She grabbed the hem of his battle robe and was about to keep him: "Slow——"

Before the word "Zhe" could be blurted out, the words were cut off abruptly.

It wasn't that Lu Bu was being rude, but that Yan Qing had underestimated Lu Bu's strength: he thought that he could stop Lu Bu from leaving, but he didn't want to drag him down.

As a result, Lu Bu, who was tall, burly and unparalleled in strength, was not only not caught, but also brought Yan Qing out, and staggered forward.

Yan Qing did not pursue extravagance, and set up a temporary camp in the wilderness before the Guan, on the ground in the tent, there was no lack of sharp gravel and hard soil.

"Lord!"

Lu Bu almost lost his mind at that moment, his heart skipped a few beats, he quickly grabbed Yan Qing's arm: "Are you not hurt?!"

Yan Qing reacted quickly just now, and pulled up and grabbed the trouser leg of Lu Bu's general uniform. Although the posture looked a bit awkward, at least he didn't hit the ground directly.

Lu Bu didn't care that his trousers were pulled down to his knees, his face was pale and sweating profusely, he carefully helped Yan Qing up, his expression was desperate and nervous as if he knew he had caused a catastrophe: "You you you—"

"No problem." Yan Qing sat up straight unhurriedly, and then unceremoniously kicked Lu Bu's hard thigh: "What are you in a hurry for? Besides, let the subordinates deal with such a trivial matter." That’s enough, grab jobs with them, so as not to make people laugh?”

After saying that, Yan Qing raised his voice to give an order, and two of the personal soldiers guarding the door led away.

Not to mention being stared at by Yan Qing with condemning eyes, or receiving that soft kick, just realizing what happened just now, Lu Bu dared not even vent his breath, fidgeted, and admitted his mistake honestly, At the same time, he stared at Yan Qing worriedly.

Yan Qingyuan wanted to attack him a few more times, but seeing how frightened he was, he couldn't help but cry and laugh.

As the commander-in-chief of the first army, Lv Bu was also aggressive and courageous. He often took the lead in defeating the enemy, and he had countless new wounds and old scars on his back.He himself didn't care, unless it was necessary, he didn't even bother to call the doctor in the army, waiting for it to heal itself.

But at this time, he didn't even scratch a piece of oily skin, and he could make Lu Bu nervous like this, which made him refresh his understanding of how devoted Lu Bu is when he uses emotion.

However, Yan Qing didn't have time to think wildly for too long, because the two counselors quickly passed the plan, and was interrupted by the vigorous event of piercing the reed man.

He didn't hide it from Cao Cao's army, but decisively sent envoys to mobilize the allied army to gather reeds and tie them together.

The soldiers worked in groups of three or five, and they worked together with great efficiency. By the middle of the night, the straw men in their early [-]s had all put on their old shirts and placed them on wooden carts one by one, ready to go.

In front of all the generals, Yan Qing looked at Lu Bu who was eager to try, and said with a smile, "Since this plan was created by Feng Xian, let Feng Xian implement it himself."

Lu Bu saluted excitedly, and said loudly, "My minister, Lu Fengxian, will definitely live up to my lord's expectations!"

Yan Qing nodded, and said seriously: "I wish you victory and return!"

The flames danced in the center of the pupils, Lu Bu took a deep look at Yan Qing, nodded vigorously, turned around abruptly, and shouted brazenly: "Boys of the Destroying Front Camp, listen to my orders!"

After a pause, Lu Buti roared angrily: "Beat—drum—! Raise—flag—!"

After a cup of tea, Dong Zhuojun, who was sleeping soundly in the pass, was awakened by the sudden sound of the alarm bell!

Enemy attack!

Xu Huang reacted very quickly, without giving the camp a chance to cause chaos, he reorganized the team without hesitation, and then talked about the next action.

After all the soldiers under him were ordered, he led them to the top of the wall.

The drums are dense, deafening, and the sound vibrates hundreds of miles.

Except for the loud and clear shouts mixed in, the mighty sweep swept all directions and covered up all other movements.

It was the deepest moment of the night again, the crescent moon was hidden behind the clouds, and only sparse starlight shone down, reflecting the frighteningly dark crowds of enemy soldiers, all wearing battle helmets, advancing in an orderly manner !

Xu Huang's pupils constricted suddenly, feeling something was wrong.

He could even vaguely feel that a huge flaw was right in front of him, and he hated how hard it was to see it with his naked eyes.

Yang Feng had already pulled off his coat, kissed the wall, and shouted: "The crossbowmen are ready! As soon as they reach the bridge, they will immediately shoot their arrows!"

However, the Yan soldiers who would retreat due to the rain of arrows during the day were not stopped this time - even if thousands of arrows were fired and pierced deeply on them, they only trembled and crooked their figures , still moving forward tenaciously.

The people behind did not hesitate for a moment, and continued to move forward in a stable and orderly manner.

"Let it go, let it go, let it go!"

Yang Feng was shocked, he watched them getting closer and closer, and the arrows shot less and less, but they couldn't stop them at all, he was so anxious that he couldn't help jumping up and scolding, angering the soldiers below: "What's wrong with this precision head? !! Shooting and shooting for a long time, there are not many people down!! Damn, is it wearing some kind of armor?!"

Xu Huang was also full of surprise and uncertainty.

In any case, the city wall must not be touched by the enemy. Xu Huang commanded his soldiers to shoot down with their bows, while keeping their eyes on the enemy soldiers constantly coming from below.

The time became extremely long and difficult, and the enemy soldiers below had already crossed the stone bridge and pressed on step by step.

Although many fell under the dense and powerful arrows, there are still more to be replenished later.

Xu Huang had already heard the shout "Hurry up and take the ladder! The ladder!", and the hand holding the bow couldn't help but tighten a little.

And just when he thought life and death were at stake, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind, breaking through the chaos and making him instantly understand the many key points before.

There must be fraud!

If it is a sneak attack, it should be to hide his whereabouts and come in secret.

But why did Lord Yan do the opposite, beating the drums loudly, shouting loudly, and putting on an arrogant posture that is clearly afraid that people will not know? !

So many soldiers came, but only the soldiers on the small slope some distance away from the stone bridge, holding torches in their hands, why the closer they came, the more there was no light at all? !

The night was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, how did they do it!

And their purpose of spending so much time and trying to make a fuss—is nothing more than to exhaust their precious arrows!

Xu Huang finally understood the strangeness in the blink of an eye. Although he didn't know what happened to these tenacious soldiers who made people feel cold and seemed to have immortal bodies, it was not difficult to understand that they were all tricked.

Even Xu Huang, who has always been as calm as Xu Huang, was very angry, annoyed that he hadn't seen through it earlier, wasted so many arrows, and the reinforcements were delayed, he didn't know if he could survive with this remaining point.

He kicked the bricks hard, wiped his face, and rushed towards Yang Feng who was on the verge of hysteria: "General Yang, tell them to stop shooting arrows!"

However, before he could explain it clearly to Yang Feng, the sky was already glowing white.

In the thin morning mist, those sharp-eyed ones had already seen the true face of the "soldiers" who had asked them to shoot for so long.

I also saw those real big living people still standing in the distance, knowing that they were exposed, they even waved at them with a playful smile, and at the same time pulled back the rope tied to the cart.

"General Yang—that's a straw man!"

Listening to the reports of the soldiers scrambling to be the first, Yang Feng's tight string was finally loosened.

At the same time, his heart sank to the bottom.

He was not like Xu Huang, who was the first to think of the consequences of the arrow being exhausted, but immediately reacted, whether he was being played hard, or in front of everyone in the two armies!

This intense humiliation made his face flush, and he trembled with anger.

However, the heroic culprit still didn't let him go after the trick succeeded.

Lu Bu, who has always fought with others boldly and with real swords and swords to reap the fruits of victory, this is the first time he has tasted the sweetness of "conspiracy" in winning, and he has always had a flamboyant temperament, so of course he will not go back just like that.

While waving his arms, he beckoned the soldiers to take back the reed men who had made great contributions, were shot to pieces, and whose limbs were torn apart. At the same time, he triumphantly rode his horse closer, barely stopping in front of the stone bridge, looking up. To the people on the city wall, he yelled arrogantly: "Smiling! Smiling!"

The officers and soldiers of the Yan Army burst into laughter, and they also shouted in unison with the coach—"Smile! Accept!"

Amidst the overwhelming and surging shouts, Yang Feng didn't raise his breath, his throat felt fishy and sweet, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and he fell back straight in full view.