Under the dim firelight and under the biting of mosquitoes, Jia Xu broke a branch and gestured on the ground.

"Lord, it is not easy for Liu Yan to attack Hanzhong. Once war breaks out in Hanzhong, we will know first."

"So there is no need to worry about the troops in the Yizhou Liu Yan for the time being. Instead, it is the troops in Xiliang. I am afraid that Dong Zhuo, and Liu Yan will restrain many soldiers."

After saying this, Jia Xu's face was full of solemnity, "Dong Zhuo has been managing Xiliang for many years, and now Li Ru is here, I'm afraid he will secretly stir up the storm of Xiliang."

At this time, Lu Bu fell silent. His decades of imperial career in the Ming Dynasty made him no longer see the world with his former vision.

It’s not that he can’t beat it, but how to beat it?

"Wenhe means to fight quickly!"

After Lu Bu's calm words, Jia Xu lowered his head and saw the calm and calm eyes in the dim firelight, and could not help but feel numb after he couldn't see any thoughts.

Now with whom he is with this lord, his pressure is even greater than before. Even if he has been holding a knife around his neck, he has never been so great.

"As soon as he moves his whole body, although the lord maintains his advantage, once he is dragged down, there will be Xiliang troops in the rear of Hangu Pass, and Liu Yan will never watch it."

Lu Bu smiled, picked up a branch on the ground, and gestured on the map depicted by Jia Xu.

"Wenhe means that Liu Yan will not let go of the will of heaven, right? There is still here."

After talking about the tree branch on the rough and simple map for a few circles, Lu Bu showed a dangerous smile.

"Haha, at that time, there will be enemies on all sides. No matter which side I will fight, the other two groups will definitely launch a strong attack. What's more important is Chang'an City!"

"I'm afraid there are people in Chang'an City who don't give up."

When Lu Bu said this, a strong murderous aura rose in his eyes. His current situation was different from Dong Zhuo. The difference was that Dong Zhuo's Luoyang was broken, and as long as his Chang'an survived this crisis, he would be reborn from the ashes.

"This time I return to Chang'an, it seems that I have to hit these people."

When he said the last sentence, he was even more murderous. Jia Xu, who seemed to have not heard it, lowered his head modestly, as if he was thinking about some strategy.

Gugu~

After hearing the familiar bird cry, Lu Bu grinned and showed a bloodthirsty smile. When Jia Xu's scalp was numb and he didn't know what to do, his lord finally spoke.

"Wenhe is always the world where people who are unwilling to be lonely."

Gugu~

Under the gentle sound of birds, the soldiers who were lazy around who seemed to have fallen asleep narrowed their eyes one by one, and their palms even secretly touched the weapons.

The soldiers patrolling around pretended to be tired and yawned.

Under the night, pairs of assassins in black-clothed masked hands held long swords slowly came over.

Puff~ah~

In the quiet late night, a dull scream suddenly sounded, and the soldiers around him pretended to open their eyes suddenly.

Swish~

After seeing the black masked dead man found out, the leader shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!"

Since they have been discovered, they are no longer concealing them.

"Master."

Under the night of crisis, I couldn't see how many enemies there were. Jia Xu, who had always put his own safety first, came directly to Lu Bu.

"You three protect sir."

Looking at the dead soldiers who were killed in the distance, Lu Bu couldn't help but sneer and shouted, and three personal soldiers holding round shields surrounded Jia Xu in the middle.

"Kill the thief!"

With a loud shout, black-clothed masked assassins rushed out from the surrounding woods. More than a hundred personal soldiers were not panicked when they saw this scene.

Groups of three or five cooperated to form a battle formation, round shields, long swords and spears respectively preparing for the battle.

In the middle, more than twenty soldiers began to draw bows and shoot arrows indifferently. They were all famous sharpshooters in the army.

Puff~Puff~

Under the night, feather arrows breaking through the sky brought blood flowers, and there were ambushing around. In the blink of an eye, the assassin heard a painful wail.

Kill ~

In the melee battle, the dead soldiers crazily stabbed the sword in their hands, completely like a fighting style of exchanging life for life.

"Lord, you're a dead soldier!"

With Jia Xu's scream, Lu Bu sneered and pulled the strong bow in his palm.

Puff~Puff~

Each feather arrow under the strong bow is full of force, like a fired shell, and each time it penetrates through the body, bringing colorful blood-colored flowers.

"Line up to defend and kill the enemy!"

Faced with his desperate fighting style, Lu Bu cherished the lives of his personal soldiers very much and directly ordered the soldiers to counterattack.

Puff~Puff~

.........

When the first ray of sunshine shone on the ground on the second day, the dry blood on the green leaves seemed to witness a killing last night.

Under the masked corpses in black clothes and masked bodies, a guard knelt on one knee and clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "I will be neglected, and no one will live."

Lu Bu, who was sitting on a huge rock, took a sip of water with a water bag and waved his hand and signaled: "A group of dead soldiers can't ask anything if they stay. Instead, they will be bitten by these people and divert their sight."

None of the two hundred dead soldiers survived. Jia Xu was carrying a long sword, but his eyes were filled with solemnity.

"Lord, this is the standard long sword of the imperial guards in the palace."

Lu Bu took it and casually slapped a sword flower. Then he placed the sharp sword blade on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, and a smile appeared on his face.

"The sword oil smells a lot, it seems that these weapons are well preserved."

Then he raised his sword and carefully observed the interface of the sword hilt. Lu Bu smiled and even joked to Jia Xu beside him: "Wenhe, the enemy is really grand, it's still new."

Only the new sword will have this kind of metal shavings that are not wiped clean. After a few months of purchase, the sword on your own will be maintained, but it has long wiped away these hidden stains.

"Let me guess, the brand new weapon of the imperial guards wants to arouse the second heart of the imperial guards? Or I want me to doubt the empress dowager in the palace!"

When he said the last sentence, there was a danger under Lu Bu's smile. Jia Xu was silent on the side, "Master, maybe they are, and you may want to distract us. Only the enemy in the secret can take action."

After Jia Xu's words came out, Lu Bu narrowed his murderous eyes, "Wenhe, from today on, we will arrange for elite troops in the army to protect you day and night."

"The battlefield of the lord has been cleaned up."

With the personal soldiers' reports, Lu Bu stood up and looked around for a while, and saw a body stripped naked and thrown into a shallow pit to be buried.

After seeing this scene, Jia Xu's eyes twitched. No wonder he is the saying that bandits are like combs, and soldiers are like combs.

The weapons they carried were precious strategic materials, not only were they valuable, but these Bingzhou soldiers seemed to be scared of poverty, and even their night clothes and shoes were removed.
Chapter completed!