"There's no reason, Mi Zhu has no reason to surrender, he made a clear return, the potter hit Mi Zhu heavily in front of more than a thousand people, how could he be a fraud?"

Chen Gong's eyes rolled, and he immediately responded, in fact, he also guessed that Mi Zhu might be a fraud, but it was not a joke to think that the thirty sticks were to be deceived, if Mi Zhu really surrendered, but he was playing a bitter trick with his life, he didn't believe that Mi Zhu had the guts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"That public platform thinks, why can the potter see through our plan and set up an ambush in advance, can he really anticipate things like a god?" Chen Deng asked coldly, with sarcasm hidden in his tone.

"Perhaps...... Perhaps......" Chen Gong stammered a few times, and his eyes lit up, "Maybe one of us secretly communicated with the potter and revealed the secret to the potter." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

Lu Lingji seemed to suddenly remember something, and hurriedly said: "Father, when my daughter fought with the potter, the thief said that sooner or later, someone would give him the head of the father, maybe there are really spies among us who secretly communicate with the potter." ”

When the words fell, Chen Deng sneered, and said disapprerovitically: "The eldest lady is too worried, even if the pottery merchant really has his chess pieces among us, how can he say it clearly, he is obviously playing a divisive scheme, the eldest lady should not be gullible." ”

"That's not necessarily, maybe the potter's treacherous plan succeeded, and he got carried away for a while, and said that he leaked his mouth." Chen Gong immediately sang the opposite tune to Chen Deng.

In fact, he also felt in his heart that the potter was using Lu Lingji to carry out a counter-plan, but he had to go against Chen Deng, otherwise if Mi Zhu really surrendered, the responsibility for the defeat and miscalculation would have to be borne by him, and Chen Deng, who advocated acting cautiously, would take away Lu Bu's trust.

Lu Bu's face became more and more gloomy, and the suspicion in his eyes became heavier, obviously inclined to Chen Gong's speculation, and suddenly he turned back and swept towards the crowd.

His eyes already have a kind of innate majesty, and now he is carrying suspicion, and suddenly glared at him like this, staring at everyone so much that they didn't dare to look down, he didn't do anything wrong, but he was also stared at and seemed to be a little weak-hearted.

Chen Deng really couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but remind: "Lord, whether the potter said that he leaked his mouth, or whether he was deliberately implementing a divisive plan, there is no definite evidence yet, if you doubt it like this, wouldn't it be a matter of putting everyone in danger, but helping the potter." ”

Lu Bu's figure shook slightly, and he suddenly came to his senses, and the suspicion on his face suddenly subsided, and in a blink of an eye, he returned to his domineering arrogance.

The corner of his mouth raised a sneer of disdain, flicked his hand lightly, and said disapprerovitically: "It's just that I lost a mere 3,000 soldiers and horses. ”

Lu Bu no longer pursued, Chen Gong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly retreated, and the rest of the civil and military forces also dispersed, scolding the soldiers who gathered at the gate of the camp to watch the excitement and returned to their respective camps.

Lu Bu held his head high, and under the disappointed gaze of the soldiers, he pretended to return to the big tent calmly, as if nothing had happened.

Once the Chinese army's big tent, Zhong Lu Bu "snapped" and slapped the case hard.

He originally wanted to use the 300,000 grains and grass he had snatched to boost the morale of the soldiers, but he didn't expect that the grain and grass were not ushered in, but he ushered in the annihilation of the 3,000 elite soldiers, so that he made a big joke in front of the whole army, which greatly damaged his face, how could he not make him angry and ashamed.

Lu Lingji followed and put the big tent down, looked at his father's disappointed and angry appearance, and said ashamedly: "Father, it was Lingji who lost, lost the soldiers and lost the generals, and damaged the prestige of the father. ”

After Lu Bu took a few deep breaths, his anger barely subsided, "Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and it is not enough to worry about it, not to mention Lingji, you fell into the ambush of that thief this time, no wonder you?" ”

Lu Lingji's hanging heart was slightly lowered, and she secretly exhaled.

"Lingji, seeing that you are covered in blood, could it be that you are injured?" Lu Bu's anger subsided, and only then did he notice that his daughter was covered in blood.

As soon as she mentioned this injury, Lu Lingji's mind couldn't help but think of the picture of her chest being pierced by the potter's sword, and her face couldn't help but blush.

Seeing that her face was red and her mood was abnormal, Lu Bu felt more and more strange, and asked again: "Lingji, why is your face so red, tell your father, where are you hurt?" ”

"I ...... I ......"

Lu Lingji was embarrassed for a while, she was not afraid that her father would know that she had been injured by the potter, but the place where the injury was extremely embarrassing made it difficult for her to speak, otherwise, what should she do, could she tell her father that she was stabbed in the chest by the thief of the potter, a sword, and she was ashamed to death.

At the moment of embarrassment, Lu Lingji suddenly had an idea, covered her shoulders and said: "My daughter was just scratched by that thief with a sword, and it was just a small injury, so my father doesn't have to worry about it." ”

Lu Bu was suddenly furious again, and said hatefully: "The little thief of the potter, dare to hurt my Lu Bu's daughter, if Ben Hou doesn't break your body into ten thousand pieces, how can he eliminate the hatred in my heart!" ”

Under the hatred, Lu Bu's murderous aura erupted like a volcano, and immediately ordered to gather the soldiers and horses that went to attack the counties, and concentrated his forces to attack Tancheng.

Two days later, Lü Bu began an attack on Tancheng.

Lu Bu was also forced to have no choice but to do so.

The failure of the grain robbery and the loss of nearly 3,000 elite soldiers made Lü Bu dare not divide his troops to sweep the counties of the East China Sea and rob the grain and grass.

If he doesn't snatch the grain and grass and feed the war with war, Lu Bu will not be able to make up for the lack of logistics grain and grass supply, so he will run out of grain and grass sooner or later, and retreat from the army.

Lu Bu is not a brainless horseman, he also knows that Tancheng is strong, and with his soldiers and horses, he will definitely not be able to attack it, and he can only lose his troops in vain.

The only hope is to induce the potters to take the initiative.

Therefore, for seven days in a row, Lu Bu shouted and scolded his mother outside Tancheng every day, and scolded the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the potters, just to provoke the potters to fight.

Although the potter was very angry in his heart, he knew Lu Bu's intentions very well, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, but he didn't fall for Lu Bu, so he refused to fight.

Unconsciously, Lu Bu's battle had lasted until the eighth day.

In the afternoon of that day, in the lobby of the state capital, the pottery merchant was drinking a little wine and discussing with Zhu Wenwu, but the pro-army outside the hall entered the house to report, saying that Lu Bu had sent a messenger to come and write a war letter.

"This word 'again' is used well, Lu Bu is already the fourth battle book, and he is really persistent." The potter sneered and waved his hand to pass the messenger in.

After a while, Lu Bu's envoy walked into the hall arrogantly.

"I am on the orders of Wen Hou to challenge you, and the war book is here." The envoy did not salute either, but took the war book out of his bosom and raised it arrogantly to the potter.

"What did Lu Bu say again, read it yourself." The potter drank a sip of wine, and even relied on the letter.

The messenger was stunned and displeased, but he had no choice but to endure the anger, open the war book, and read it out loud in front of everyone.

From Hua Mulan, the housemother, to a fierce general like Fan Xu, everyone listened to the anger on their faces, and they clenched their fists, and hatred was all written on their faces.

Lu Bu's battle book was extremely arrogant, and he was extremely contemptuous and sarcastic of the potter, satirizing the potter's cowardice and weakness, and he would only shrink in Tancheng and dare not fight him.

is the so-called lord humiliating the ministers to death, such a rude battle letter, how can it not make Mulan and them very annoyed.

The potter was not furious in his chest, but he knew that the overall situation was important, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, and his face was indifferent and meaningless from beginning to end.

After the envoy finished reading the war book with enthusiasm, he glanced at the pottery merchant with his nostrils and said in a loud voice: "My Wenhou also said that if you are still as timid as a mouse and dare not go to war, my Wenhou will send someone back to Xiapi now and dig the grave of your father Tao Qian." ”

Dig the grave!

In the eyes of the potter, a murderous aura suddenly burst out, and the suppressed anger was almost about to erupt.

To tell the truth, the potter didn't have a deep relationship with his cheap father, and when he died, he died, and he never missed it.

But everyone in the world knows that he is Tao Qian's son, if even his own Laozi's grave is dug up, what face will he have to mix it up again.

Digging people's ancestral graves, I have to say that Lu Bu has used such vicious and shameless means in order to force him to fight.

The generals on the left and right were all furious, and they all shouted and asked to go to war and fight with Lu Bu.

In the midst of the anger of the crowd, only Chen Ping, who had been pouring wine, seemed to be drunk, but in fact, his heart was like a mirror, and he secretly shook his head to the potter, suggesting that he should not be carried away by anger for a while.

The potter's anger was burning, but reason told him not to act impulsively, the generals were angry and asked for battle, and the envoy of Lu Bu was looking at him arrogantly, and he seemed to have been forced to the point where he had to make a decision.

At this moment, a young man dressed plainly walked into the hall quietly, walked up to the potter, and whispered in his ear.

Everyone recognized that the young man was the disciple of the Martial Arts Hall secretly summoned by the potter that day, and after summoning this person, the potter claimed that he had a clever plan to destroy the enemy, but he did not know why this person appeared at this time.

When everyone was suspicious, the potter's deep brows quietly relaxed, and a cold smile appeared on his young face.

"Push this dog thing down to Lao Tzu and give me five horses to divide the corpse!" The potter suddenly shouted loudly, and his murderous aura suddenly rose.

The soldiers on the left and right had long been eager for this, and several soldiers immediately rushed up and caught the messenger.

The envoy changed color in shock, and his arrogance was completely lost, and he shouted: "I am the envoy of Wenhou, the two armies are fighting, how can you kill me if you don't kill the envoy." ”

"Your master is going to dig Lao Tzu's ancestral grave, can't Lao Tzu kill him as a messenger, drag me down!" The potter's tone was absolutely unquestionable, and he had unquestionable authority.

The soldiers rushed up, and without saying a word, dragged the howling messenger mercilessly.

The messenger was killed, and the rest of his servants were so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

The potter stood up, exuding an unprecedented murderous aura all over his body, his eagle eyes were like blades, shooting at the trembling entourage, and said sharply: "Isn't Lu Bu a baba who wants to fight with me, you go back and tell Lu Bu that he wants to fight, I will fight, and we will have a showdown tomorrow afternoon!" ”