The two brothers in Chang'an City had a gap, and Lu Bu, who was far away in Xiapi City, Xuzhou, still didn't know about it.

Looking at the princes from all over the world in the past, the two brothers Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu, who were the most powerful and favored by the world, died, and Sun Zhan, the prince of Baima, also died; Liu Biao's Jingzhou was also broken by the Jiangdong Army, and Cao Cao, the former lord of Yanzhou, became a lost dog and did not know where to flee.

As for Liu Zhang in Yizhou, he only needs to send a large number of generals out of Hanzhong, which is not a concern at all......

To unify the world, only this last place of Xuzhou is missing.

Standing on the high slope, Lu Bu stood with his waist crossed, and his robe behind his back fluttered backwards with the breeze.

On his face, in addition to the majesty of being the superior and the eyes of the world's number one martial artist, there is also the ambition that the world is in my hands.

From a border martial artist who is not favored by the world, to the great generals Da Sima and King Wu Zhao, Lu Bu has tasted all the ups and downs in the past few decades.

Behind him, footsteps were heard.

"My lord."

The visitor shouted sullenly.

Lu Bu retracted his thoughts, and his gaze moved back from Xiapi City in the distance, but he didn't look back.

Just by listening to this voice, you know that it is Hua Xiong who is coming.

"Something?" Lu Bu asked indifferently.

Hua Xiong scratched his head, his face was a rare and honest attitude, and he smiled: "Huang Lao'er, they instigated me to ask you, when will the city be attacked?" ”

Hearing this, Lu Bu didn't answer, turned around and joked with a smile: "You must have lost the bet again." ”

"The competition between martial artists, how can there be any loss or loss, competition skills, competition skills!"

Huaxiong's old face turned red, and he lost to an old man in the competition, how could he still say this.

Old man Huang is too, he is so old, and his strength has not decreased much, but he is still fierce.

"Wait."

Lu Bu gave a vague answer.

"No, lord, you always say wait, we have been besieged in this Picheng for several months, and now that the beginning of autumn has passed, when will we wait?"

Hua Xiong had a sad face, reached out and picked his crotch, this was his subconscious action, whenever he felt melancholy and couldn't attack, he would subconsciously buckle it twice.

Lu Bu is patient, but the generals under his command are eager to make meritorious contributions, and they have long been gearing up to show their skills.

What's more, there is a huge disparity in the strength of the two sides, and there is really no need to spend it with Liu Bei.

Even if the walls of Xiapi City are strong and easy to defend and difficult to attack, they can still bite this fortified city.

Await.

What a waste of time!

However, in the face of the generals' repeated requests for help, Lu Bu's answer always seemed to be only one word: wait.

Jia Xu and Guo Jia, who were playing chess, glanced at each other and smiled.

The two foxes, one old and one young, are full of tacit understanding, and no one points it out.

A dark cloud swept in from the distant sky.

It seems that a heavy rain is inevitable.

Seeing this scene, Hua Xiong was even more melancholy, even he, a military illiterate, knew that once the rain poured down, it would be even more difficult to forcibly attack the city.

In contrast, Lu Bu stood with his hands in his hands, and his face facing the sky showed a confident smile.

Although the black and oppressive dark clouds kept roaring and rolling in his eyes, like a vicious beast with teeth and claws.

"Liu Xuande, the gas is exhausted."

The heavy rain was imminent, and Lu Bu walked down the hillside, leaving only one sentence to close the coffin.

Hua Xiong was completely confused, he glanced at the sky, and didn't want to be drenched in soup, so he shouted, "Lord, wait for me", and ran down the mountain with a smoke.

Whoa!

Not long after Lu Bu descended the mountain, a heavy rainstorm poured down.

The bean-sized raindrops snapped and fell to the ground, falling into the water, and smashing on people's faces in pain.

The rain fell on the ground, splashing a lot of dust, and the air was filled with mud, and the morale of the Lu army was lowered.

Experienced veterans know that once it rains heavily, there will be no hope of fighting, and they will have to endure another period of time.

After waiting too long, the morale of the soldiers has lost its original sharpness.

The heavy rain of the sky extinguished the morale of the Lu army, but the defenders of Xiapi City breathed a sigh of relief.

Even God is helping them!

Xiapi City, the county capital.

Liu Bei, who had finished handling a transaction, got up from his seat and walked to the gate of the mansion alone, looking into the distance.

Outside, it rained heavily, with occasional thunderclaps.

The rain fell on the roof, along the eaves, dripping like beads on the bluestone platform in front of the door, splashing tiny raindrops.

The rolling water blocked Liu Bei's vision, so much so that he had to withdraw his gaze and let out a long sigh: Alas~

"Why does the lord sigh?"

Hearing Liu Bei's sigh, the guard Chen Zhi was a little puzzled.

In his opinion, the heavy rain from the sky was blessed by God, which forced the Lü army to be unable to carry out the siege, and also bought them more time to operate.

If he could, he wished that this rain would not fall until next year, anyway, there was enough food in the city.

And Lu Jun, under such a heavy rainstorm, will definitely not survive next year.

Liu Bei looked sideways at Chen Zhi, since the death of his second brother Guan Yu and third brother Zhang Fei, Chen Zhi has become his closest person.

Although Zhao Yun is loyal, he always considers himself Gongsun Zhan's old department in private, and he can't be regarded as a real 'own person'.

Yes, but at the same time, you have to be careful.

"Uncle Zhi, how many years have you been with me?"

After pondering for a while, Liu Bei asked slowly.

Without thinking, Chen Zhi replied seriously: "It has been 19 years since I followed the lord. ”

"Nineteen years."

Hearing this number, Liu Bei whispered, and his tone was a little reminiscent: Time is really fast!

Thinking of himself when he was young, weaving mats and selling shoes under the mulberry tree, he thought that his life was unwilling, but it was changed by the Yellow Turban riots.

After 19 years of exile, he finally had a state of land, worked hard to operate, and now his reputation is great, but he is trapped in a city and can't make any effort.

Could it be that I, Liu Bei, am really destined to do nothing in this life?

The rain outside is getting heavier.

"Lord, lord......"

Seeing that Liu Bei seemed to be in a daze, Chen Zhi whispered several times before Liu Bei woke up from his memories.

Liu Bei shook his head slightly, signaling that Chen Zhi was fine, and at the same time sighed: "I also know that the heavy rain is muddy, and the ground is covered with yellow mud, and the Lu army is even more difficult to attack the city." But in my heart, there is always an inexplicable breathlessness......"

Originally, Lu Bu led the army to besiege the city, which had already made the people in the city panic, and this sudden heavy rain made Liu Bei even more restless.

It stands to reason that with Lu Bu's fierce combat style, he should have launched an attack on the city long ago when his morale was booming, and he didn't have to wait until today.

Now that heavy rain has fallen, the timing of the battle has been delayed again and again.

Lu Bu held back again and again, what was he waiting for!

Liu Bei was puzzled.

But the more he couldn't figure it out, the more he felt that in the invisible darkness, there was a wild beast with its fangs wide open, slowly approaching him.