The twilight clouds are slight, and the glow is interspersed like silk threads in the clouds, as if there is a pair of skillful hands to take the clouds as the brocade and the Hui as the line, and the flying needles and lines are woven into the sky with streamer brocade clouds.

Lu Bu sat at the front of the pavilion on the official road, with a few volumes of books on the table in front of him, and the glow leaked from the tiles, scattering trivial reflections on the green bricks.

In the distance, on both sides of the official road are large fertile fields, the ears of rice in the field are shining gold, and when the wind blows, the golden straw is undulating, and a fragrance mixed with the smell of earth comes to the nose.

There was a voice behind him, and Lu Bu didn't look back, still indulging in the sea of books, and he didn't put down the books until the sound became more and more advanced.

"How?" Lu Bu looked at Gao Shun.

There is movement in Mobei, and Ji Hu is gathering troops and horses, and I am afraid that he will soon go south: "He has just arrived from Jilusai, and the dust on his body has not gone, but his words and deeds have not been delayed."

Lu Bu didn't look in any hurry: "How many soldiers and horses do we have now?" ”

The big event was approaching, Lu Bu was still so casual, but Gao Shun was a little surprised and confused, and he said with a solemn face: "With the county soldiers, there are about six thousand people." ”

Lu Bu was obviously not satisfied with this answer, he shook his head, but still asked unhurriedly, "Six thousand?" As far as I know, there are more than 40,000 people with armor, 6,000 against 40,000, which is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg! ”

Six thousand against forty thousand, there is indeed no chance of victory, and these six thousand people are uneven, except for the 1,000 armor soldiers he brought and the 3,000 standing army newly trained by Gao Shun, the remaining 2,000 people are all newly recruited wanderers, and there is no combat effectiveness at all.

This battle is indeed a bit tricky.

Lu Bu wanted to hear Gao Shun's opinion, so he asked, "How does Shu Da think he should decide?" ”

"Compared with Yun Hu, our people are indeed a drop in the bucket." Gao Shun raised his voice: "Why don't you borrow troops from Chen Bingzhou?" ”

This is no way, when Lu Bu first arrived in Shuofang, there was a shortage of soldiers, and if it didn't take a few years of effort, I am afraid it would be difficult to reach the level of Beiping County.

Lu Bu pondered for a long time, and finally made a decision: "I will immediately repair the book Chen and Zhou, you immediately return to the camp to rectify the soldiers and horses, and the soldiers will be sent to the autumn army." ”

Gao Shun sang loudly, and immediately turned to leave, without a trace of hesitation, Lu Bu looked at the back of Ai Jiang's departure, immediately packed up his books, and went to the ancestral hall where the beggar lived.

The beggar was drinking outside the hall, and when he saw Lu Bu coming, he took out another wine lord and poured wine for Lu Bu himself.

Lu Bu sat down slowly and methodically, and drank all the wine in the cup, but the wine was good, but the wine taster was not in the mood.

The beggar saw that Lu Bu had something on his mind, so he asked, "Why are you so worried?" ”

Lu Bu hesitated for a while, and finally made a full statement: "Hu invaded the south, and he wanted to fight chaos, but his troops were insufficient. ”

The beggar nodded thoughtfully, then took out a scale chessboard and pushed the pottery bowl without saying a word: "Choose black and white?" ”

Lu Bu humbly wrote: "Please Mr. Confession." ”

The beggar was not polite at all, picked up the white son, raised his hand certainly, the white son landed steadily in the Tianyuan position, Lu Bu was cautious and calmly fell, but every step was thoughtful.

But the old beggar was more cautious than him, as if he was on the defensive, and the two of them went back and forth, attacking each other on the fifteen chess scales, as if the two armies were facing each other.

The sunspot is like a rainbow, like a sharp sword that has just been cast, not avoiding the edge, sweeping the eight wildernesses, and killing the white son to retreat.

Gradually, the middle belly of the sunspot gradually widened, and he saw that he was about to dominate the country, but the beggar was not in a hurry, holding a white child in his hand, and his eyes swept across the battlefield.

The beggar's hand finally fell, and Bai Zi killed the middle of the best situation of the sunspot, after which, the situation suddenly reversed, Bai Zi's journey was endless, and Lu Bu's sunspot fell apart in an instant, and finally to the end.

Lu Bu looked at the chessboard in astonishment, the sunspot in his hand had already run out, and he raised his head incredulously: "This ......"

The beggar slowly cleaned up the chessboard: "Chess is like arranging troops, all those who fight, with the right fit, with odd wins, the situation is different, the time is different, the law is different, if you stick to the law, you will definitely lose!" ”

The beggar is very much like a master of the school, and he explains his only disciple step by step: "Cowardly the enemy before fighting is a taboo for soldiers." ”

He was obviously disappointed in Lu Bu.

Lu Bu was very ashamed, if he talked about his previous life, how could he ever be timid? In the first life, the heart has changed, every step is like walking on thin ice, like facing the abyss, not daring to storm the tiger, not daring to Feng He.

"Sir, so-and-so has been taught......"

Lu Bu finally had a hint of enlightenment, when he was playing chess just now, the old beggar's white son was not much left, but he saw his flaws, and when the time came, he saved the defeat.

The so-called 'soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent', and the war is not until the end, and it is never known which side the victory will belong to.

Seeing Lu Bu's brows stretched, the beggar nodded secretly in his heart, then got up and walked into the ancestral hall, and turned back in an instant, holding a few rolls of bamboo slips full of ash in his arms, he blew it, and the dust fell sparsely.

"For you."

"What books are these?" Lu Bu picked up one of them and began to read it word by word.

The beggar rubbed his beard and said: "What the hundred schools of thought say, including the techniques of the hundred schools, if you understand the truth, it will be of great benefit to you." ”

Lu Bu was slightly excited: "I know, thank you for the old gentleman's guidance, wait for me to repel the Hu people, and then come to ask for advice." ”

The old beggar shook his head and said quietly, "I may have to leave." ”

Lu Bu was startled, the book in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden, and he asked the beggar: "Now that the soldiers are in chaos, and the swords and soldiers are not stopping, where does Mr. want to go?" ”

"If you stay in one place for a long time, you will get tired of it." The old man slowly pulled his hand into his sleeve and took out a glossy sandalwood token: "This is for you, keep it as a souvenir"

Lu Bu bowed down to take it, although this token was made of wood, it was heavy to the touch, and there was a big and strong character engraved on it - deer.

Lu Bu put away the waist card, then gently lifted the placket of his clothes, and bowed down to the old man to thank him for his kindness to the professor for several months.

The beggar did not postpone or refuse, his sluggish gaze slowly swept over Lu Bu's prostrate back, and finally fell on Lu Bu's resolute face.

Lu Bu slowly got up and saluted him again: "Sir, when will we see each other again?" ”

The beggar's lips twitched, but he didn't make a sound.

"Junior...... Farewell. Lu Bu was not a procrastinator, although he was reluctant, he still bowed, and then turned to leave, walking extremely cleanly.

Lu Bu's back gradually melted into the darkness, and the beggar suddenly opened his eyes.

"Beichen is not right, up and down, the stars are prominent, and you don't know the blessings and misfortunes." The beggar muttered to himself in the direction of Lu Bu's departure, his hoarse voice echoing in the empty ancestral hall like a rock eroded by wind and rain.