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Chapter 171 The secret situation!

The night is like a thick ink inkstone, so deep that it cannot be melted...

Under the century-old sycamore tree, two figures in the mottled tree shadows sat around the stone table, and neither spoke first.

After a long silence, a figure wrapped in a gilded chain mail said hoarsely: Lu Bu, you are back!

Another figure, covered in brocade clothes and was spotless, looked like a noble man who tasted tea and said: Come back when you come back, what's the point? Are you afraid that he would be a weak person? I heard that he and several subordinates were seriously injured, hum, this would be even more amazing!

"Well, my good brother is so polite. What I am worried about is that Lu Bu really chases Zhang Jiao and kills him. When he returns like that, everyone will be attentive. If he wants to win his merits, it will be extremely troublesome. However, obviously, I am worried too much!" The figure in the gilded figure smiled slightly, and his feet were in his chest.

"Hmph, Lu Bu is unlucky! Just over 2,000 people, they defeated Julu City, guarded by Zhang Jiao with 50,000 troops. The process was simply thrilling and a fantasy. I am afraid that others would not believe it. This just gave me the opportunity to tamper with the situation of the war!" The noble young master smiled evilly, with a look of disdain.

"But I have asked a famous doctor to confirm the diagnosis? He was really seriously injured and became a toothless tiger? Brother, you and I need to be cautious!"

"Brother Xian, I have asked the most famous doctor Zhang in Julu City to confirm that Lu Bu's condition is very serious. If the dagger passes through his chest, he will be lucky if he can save his life!"

"Well, if I do this, I feel relieved. Now I will just wait for news about Guangzong's army!"

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The next day.

"The good medicine is bitter and good for the body, and the lotus seeds are warm and stewed warm to the spleen!"

Zhang Yijing shook his head and recited a medical song I had read from somewhere, and while reciting it, he helped his patient sit up.

The patient's face was sallow and his complexion was extremely bad, and it was Lu Bu.

"Doctor Zhang, what did I think about what I mentioned yesterday? As far as Bu knows, your favorite students died in the dark riot on the eve of the night and were slaughtered by Yang Feng and others. You have been investigating all day, but have you obtained verification results?" Lu Bu pushed Zhang Yijing away, leaned lazily on the sickbed, and asked lightly.

"Hmph! Although I made perjury for you yesterday, it does not mean that I fully agree with what you said. That's right, my investigation has already made some mistakes, and Yang Feng and others are inseparable from the bloody incident that night!"

"That's good. So we have a foundation for cooperation. OK, I have nothing else to let you do. I just need to delay the news that I was seriously injured and unhealed until the return of the imperial army! What do you think?"

"I think it's inappropriate. Is the general too passive? According to my words, at least ten vicious plans have been prepared to let the butcher Yang Feng die without a burial place!"

"Oh, what's your opinion on Mr. Zhang? Bu Xi listened attentively!"

"You can come forward and prove that Yang Feng wants me to use poison to harm you! Or, based on General Lu's martial arts, he happened to assassinate Yang Feng himself on the grounds of recuperation. You can also deceive Yang Feng and others to visit him, secretly ambush the swordsman and axe driver. You can also..." Zhang Yijing's eyes were red and gritted his teeth and told him one by one. The so-called doctor's kindness was obviously thrown away by him.

Lu Bu applauded and clapped: I am a good plan, I am a good plan. If you follow your plan, Yang Feng will even get rid of his skin even if he doesn't die!

"But, what good will Yang Feng do to me now that he is dead? The political interest is never as simple as you kill me, I kill you! But if you want to kill him, he must stretch out his head and have to let you kill! It is too common for the enemy to let him die in despair. If Yang Feng really wants to be an enemy of me, he will die, but his ordinary way of death is too boring."

"You bureaucrats always have so many colorful things, not like us doctors. They have a delicate heart for patients. They never hurt lives arbitrarily, but instead regard curing diseases and saving people and supporting medicine as their own responsibility!" Zhang Yijing sighed, and the old man...

Lu Bu smiled, thinking about the old man in front of him who had just said a series of vicious plans that made him feel a little scared. Now, he pretended to be a doctor's kindness in the blink of an eye. What an interesting person!

"I wonder if Mr. Zhang has heard of the allusion that cats are not killed and is harmed by cats? In my eyes, this is the relationship between Yang Feng and me. If I move, I will definitely have a thunderous blow, which will make Yang Feng never have the opportunity to turn over!"

Zhang Yijing was surprised and said: I have never heard of anything. I have only heard that I will not die when I beat a tiger, but I will be injured by a tiger.

"Is Yang Feng a tiger? No, no! He is just a cat, with the charm of a tiger, but no tiger's power. Although he is not a sick cat, white cat, black cat, wild cat, domestic cat, if he dares to stretch out his cat's claws, I dare to break it!"

"You are talking nonsense. A cat has nine lives. If you want to kill him, can you kill him nine times? This metaphor is inappropriate, inappropriate!"

"A cat with nine lives is also a cat, and it is not as good as a tiger with one life. What's more, it is precisely because the cat has nine lives that I have to kill with one blow, and even the chance to escape was ruined!" Lu Bu smiled brilliantly and gently flicked the dust on his clothes.

"Please ask Mr. Zhang to find a shrew for me, a wild cat, a boy, an oil seller, and a head of the family. Well, the show is about to begin!"

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On the official road between Julu and Guangzong.

A large army of blacks floated by like dark clouds, nearly 10,000 murderous cavalrymen were rushing forward to open the way, and tens of thousands of imperial soldiers wearing Han armor followed closely at the speed of a rapid march. More than 5,000 imperial cavalrymen were pressing the formation in the rear.

Huang Pusong and several senior generals of the army rode together with Zhang Liao. Zhang Liao looked a little impatient, but several senior generals of the army were still very enthusiastic and had nothing to say to chat with Zhang Liao.

Huang Pusong smiled, as if he was happy to see this harmonious and harmonious atmosphere. He has been in and out of the battlefield for more than 20 years and his vision of looking at people is extremely accurate. After a period of observation, he gradually discovered that Zhang Liao had the potential to become a handsome man. Therefore, every time he saw Zhang Liao, he would habitually smile.

"General Huangpu, our marching speed is delayed by infantry, which is too slow! The military situation is urgent, please allow Liao to take the lead and lead the cavalry to rescue the lord!" Zhang Liao once again begged Huangpusong.

A few days ago, when Guangzong City was captured, Zhang Liao had the idea of ​​leading troops back to rescue, but he was bound by the treacherous Huang Pusong with the name of "strong mobility, chasing the remaining soldiers, and being inconvenient to leave" and "the court righteousness".

"Haha, don't be anxious, Wen Yuan, you are a little inappropriate! Feng Xian has a great talent, and with his intelligence and skillful arrangements, it's no problem to hold Zhang Jiao for more than ten days, so don't worry about it!" said Huang Pusong Anwei.

"But I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid that if the lord has any omissions and is taken advantage of by the enemy, wouldn't it be dangerous?" Zhang Liao's anxious face was silenced. He was really anxious. How could he not be anxious if the lord had the kindness of knowing him?

"Haha, General Zhang, with your ability to command troops, the world can be gone! Why do you have to stay under Lu Bu's tent and be a county lieutenant? General Huangpu said several times that he would recommend you to the court for appointment. This is the road to heaven! Do you think about it again?" A senior general said with a laugh.

"Yes, yes, General Zhang can train eight thousand Bingzhou wolf cavalry, and naturally eight thousand Luoyang god cavalry! Besides, these thousands of Bingzhou wolf cavalry are not his private army. Strictly count, any rebel army is the army of the court, so General Zhang can lead thousands of rebel army to Luoyang to serve!" Another senior general expressed his opinion.

Next, the remaining six or seven senior generals began to convince Zhang Liao. They secretly received Huang Pusong's hint, so they naturally worked extremely hard.

The buzzing persuasion sounded like sparrows screaming, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Enough, the lord handed over the eight thousand wolf cavalry to me intact. Although after the war damage, Liao was forced to bear the lord's trust and could not return the wolf cavalry intact. But no matter how many people were left, we were still soldiers from Yunzhong County. No matter how many people were left, Liao would hand over the military power!" Zhang Liao shouted violently.

"Enough, everyone shut up! The enemy is in front of you, and you still have leisure to quarrel? But Wenyuan, your attitude is so firm that I have to worry deeply. Are these thousands of wolf cavalry his Lu Bu's army or the imperial army?" Huang Pusong's eyes were bright, and his eyes were like a deep pool, and he was trying to see through the hearts of the people.

Huang Pusong’s question is endless!

If Zhang Liao responded that it was the army of the court, Huang Pusong would naturally take away the military power of the wolf cavalry in this name. In Huang Pusong's heart, the interests of the Han court were the most important. If he could bring the brave and warlike wolf cavalry back to the country, he would definitely be happy to see it.

If Zhang Liao replied that it was Lu Bu's private army, it would be even simpler. If you dare to claim that it was a private army, did Lu Bu still want to survive? Could it be that he would not be able to rebel? That would be more reasonable to take down the military power of the Wolf Cavalry.

Zhang Liao pondered for a while and took a deep breath. He knew that every word he said next might have a shocking influence on the lord Lu Bu, so he almost said word by word: Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry is naturally the army of the court, but it is the county soldiers located in Yunzhong County, Bingzhou. Without the imperial edict of the emperor and there was no rebellion in Bingzhou, the county soldiers could not be called privately. If you want to call Yunzhong County soldiers, please show the imperial edict!!!

Please show the imperial edict!!! The five words slapped Huang Pusong and others like a silent slap, making their faces red, but still blushed.

It is true that Huang Pusong was the Left General, and he had the power to control the rebels and county soldiers around the battlefield in Yuzhou. However, the remote and remote Bingzhou rebels and county soldiers are definitely not included in this. To make it clear, the Bingzhou rebels are willing to support you to suppress the rebellion, which is because you are lucky, have a lot of character, and smoke comes from the tomb of your ancestors.

If you withdraw your troops and want to leave, you can't restrain yourself. If you don't have to worry about it, don't eat pineapples and fuck them!

You are not He Jin, nor the emperor. Why should you listen to you? You should take a shower and go to bed!

Of course, if the military commander voluntarily or is caught and forced to hand over power, it is another matter!
Chapter completed!
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