The autumn breeze is clear, the autumn sun is bright, the fallen leaves are unintentional, and the shackles are rude.

Since Lu Bu has already said defeat, it will be rude to bind him again. Zhang Liao hurriedly ordered the soldiers, removed the wooden sticks, loosened the restraints, untied the locks on Lu Bu's body, dismissed the surrounding soldiers, walked forward slowly, put away his smile, and saluted Lu Bu solemnly.

"Forgive me first, this is Liao's helpless strategy, only in this way can we capture Feng Xian and end the fight, big brother is fine?"

"Nothing to do, just a stick, no obstacle for my brother."

Lu Bu, who had regained his freedom from the restraints, greedily swung his arms a few times, moved his body, patted off the sawdust and dust on his body, and stood tall with his head held high, the unhappiness on his face was gone, and his eyes returned to his usual casualness, as if the failure just now had not happened.

Seeing that in front of him, Zhang Liao, who was dressed in a yellow scarf, was still half-bowing, making unnecessary courtesies, Lu Bu sneered and laughed, and helped Zhang Liao up,

"Wen Yuan, this coarse cloth clothes fit your body very well, I don't know where it came from."

Zhang Liao was a little embarrassed, pointed into the distance, and saw nearly ten naked ** sturdy men covering each other, their faces were ashamed, and under the cover of their companions, they were eager to escape from this place.

Lu Bu couldn't cry or laugh a little, he felt sorry for those yellow scarves, and he had to admire Wen Yuan's daring to think and do.

"Wenyuan is always quick-witted."

"Bong Xian praised. If it weren't for Feng Xianwuyong, Liao would not have made such a decision. ”

"There are no weapons in hand, there is no war horse under the crotch, three or two will be captured, how to talk about bravery, but Wenyuan's pawn, all of them are elite, when compared to the flying bear army in Luoyang City in the past!"

Lu Bu, who has personally experienced the strength of the two kinds of soldiers, has a very high evaluation of Zhang Liao's subordinates, and in addition to admiration, a great idea came out of his heart, when one day, Bu Zhi's command will also have such an elite!

The two walked side by side, with no distinction between the front and back, the white-clothed soldier on the left and the gray-clothed soldier on the right. There is no need for the general to order, each party gathers its own formation, one side hides the embarrassment around it, the other side suppresses its pride, looks at each other and hates each other, and does not want to see each other, both consciously take a few steps back and give way to a broad road.

Chatting all the way, Lu Bu always wanted to find out some way to train troops from Zhang Liao, although his own training was not bad, but if he could brainstorm, he would definitely be able to go to the next level.

However, Zhang Liao still has a lot of resistance to the Yellow Turban, and for the time being, he will not tell Lu Bu about his training skills, and training a Yellow Turban elite is not a good thing for the Han.

Zhang Liao refused to say, and Lu Bu didn't want to dwell on it too much, the two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and there would always be other topics to talk about, soldiers, formations, strategies, countries, monarchs, and potential, this section of the journey was too short, and the two brothers were not given time to finish talking. Before they knew it, the two of them had come to the wooden platform.

Although Luoyang does not have a place to spend the sky, but everywhere can be a place for wine, there is wine, someone can talk about the world, Lu Bu Zhang Liao will not be in a hurry at this time, wait for the night, wait for the people, wait for the bright moon with wine, gather and talk about the situation, isn't it beautiful.

Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Liao and threw him a look, Zhang Liao had known Lu Bu for a long time, understood what he meant, and stopped the next topic, he was not in a hurry.

At this time, the little girl who ran fast to this place was the problem that Feng had to solve first.

The plank creaked like a cry to its restless little feet, and if it jumped like this, the platform would fall apart.

Xiao Ling'er ignored the wailing of the wooden plank under her feet and ran straight to her father's place.

Lu Bu squatted down, stretched out his hands, took Xiao Ling'er into his arms, smiled and pinched her reddened little face, and scraped her nose.

Smiled and asked,

"Why is Xiao Ling'er like this, but she is being bullied?"

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at Xiao Zhang Yu, who was belated.

Zhang Yu is also helpless, this is really a disaster from the sky, he is now full of autumn wind, but he was miserable by your daughter.

Only then did Lu Bu see the little kid's torn sleeves, as well as the rags in his daughter's hand, he was so proud, hum! Ren Er's little ghost tricks are not my daughter's enemies.

Why did Xiao Ling'er look like this, I just asked, but I didn't see her answer, just puffing out her mouth in her arms and pursing her lips, as if she was sulking.

"Imp, what's going on?! Come with me. ”

Lu Bu pretended to be very angry, held back his laughter, and asked Zhang Yu angrily, if it weren't for this fake anger to cover up, Lu Bu was really worried that he would laugh out loud, it was the first time he had seen such a strange costume.

Zhang Yu reluctantly looked at his hands, half of his arms were bare, and the remaining half of his sleeves were fluttering messily in the wind.

For the sake of the face that you helped me train this Yellow Turban Army, I don't care about you in general.

"Back to the general, Xiao Ling'er can't see the general's defeat, and the angry general is incompetent!"

Zhang Yu thought in his heart that he would not be like Lu Bu, but he had a knife in his mouth and stabbed Lu Bu's pain. also showed an innocent smile to Lu Bu just right, even if he was a little bit old, he would hide a knife in his smile.

Lu Bu was a little angry, who did this kid learn these words from, there is no etiquette, what kind of system has it become? ! When I go back, I will report to Cai Zhonglang and listen.

However, the baby daughter in his arms really nodded cooperatively, and her big watery eyes looked at her affectionately, staring at Lu Bu a little embarrassed.

I have indeed been completely defeated, will my image collapse? Lu Bu naturally didn't want this to happen, so he touched her head dotingly, and explained softly, saying,

"Ling'er, my father is not defeated, although my father is under siege, but even if thousands of people are not my enemies, General Wenyuan is afraid of my martial arts, afraid of hurting his soldiers, so he stopped the war and made peace, I have the heart of his love for soldiers, so he makes peace with it without fighting, and there is neither victory nor defeat."

Zhang Yu on the side scoffed, such a lie, the dignified general could say it, and a three-year-old child would not believe it!

The corners of Zhang Yu's mouth moved slightly, and he was about to say something, but he suddenly felt cold all over his body, which was different from the coolness of his hands, it was a kind of chill that went straight to hell, and it came from Lu Bu's eyes, a look like death.

It's better to cause less trouble, greet him with a smile, this time he doesn't dare to hide the blade again.

"Yes, yes, General Lu said that the score is not bad, Xiao Ling'er don't worry about it anymore."

If you say something against your heart, you still live a hellish life, and Zhang Yu chose the former very wisely.

"Daddy didn't bully Ling'er?"

"Daddy is a big husband, and it is difficult to chase after a horse, why Ling'er, if you don't believe it, Xiao Ling'er can ask Uncle Er Wenyuan, and she will know."

Xiao Ling'er turned her head with some suspicion, looking for Zhang Liao's figure.

I saw not far away, a yellow scarf that was not like a yellow scarf, and a teenager who was not like a teenager, talking very happily.