Taking Zhang Yu's wry smile into his eyes, Lu Bu felt some indescribable tastes.

"Little ghost, but do you still have the heart to rebel?!"

"What does the general think?"

"Under the Son of Heaven, Lu Bu now, you don't have the courage to do this."

"It's good that the general knows."

"Then why do you look depressed, but what's the problem?"

I have a problem, but the general has a solution? If there is no way, it is useless for Na Yu to say it.

"None. General Law was worried. ”

"Then it will be decided, the day the little ghost recovers from his illness will be the time to send troops to the battle!"

helped Zhang Yu make a hasty decision without authorization, and did not give him half a chance to refuse.

Let go of the hands clenched in front of your chest, leisurely and slowly walk to the windowsill, selfishly enjoying the warm sun outside the house, looking at the corner not far away, looking forward to something.

Humming in his mouth, he seemed to be in a good mood.

But Zhang Yu's mood is still a mess, and he still has to confide in his heart, and if he holds it back, I'm afraid this disease will be difficult to treat.

"General."

"What?"

Lu Bu didn't turn around, still looking forward to the person coming around the corner.

"I'm afraid..."

"Xiao Ling'er, be careful!"

Lu Bu seemed to have seen something terrible, shouted, and ran out of the house in a puff of smoke, leaving behind a sick cry that wanted to cry without tears, and the bitterness that had not yet spoken.

Half a year after a sentence, the teenager was lying on the couch with a fake illness.

It's a big deal to pretend to be stupid in bed and think of a way, after a long time, there will always be a time when you have an idea.

But in fact, time is no longer in the world.

No matter how slow the march is, there will be a time to reach the destination, and no matter how peaceful the city is, there will be a time when the smoke of gunfire will rise again.

In Chang'an City, the feint attack of the Xiliang warriors continued, and it never stopped.

Si Li Luoyang, the devil who brought the battle has arrived, and no one expected it.

The first moon hung in the night sky, and the faint moonlight made it difficult to see this thousands of troops.

"Lord, the scout in front returns, two miles away, a camp is brightly lit, I am afraid that the defenders of Luoyang are stationed outside, how to deal with the enemy."

"But you can explore carefully, who are the people in the village? How many soldiers are there? ”

"There is no return."

Li Ru waved his feather fan and told the man to step back.

Turning his head, he summoned a few generals and asked in a whisper,

"The enemy is not yet known, how do the generals think they will attack it?"

One person argued, reined in the horse and came out of the horse, saying,

"The last general thinks that although our army has been marching for a long time, its morale is still the same, and it is only a small camp, not our tens of thousands of elite enemies, so it is better to take it by force and occupy it as a camp."

"General Zhang's words are reasonable, but Guo Yan thinks that if you go around this village and take advantage of the night, you can attack Luoyang directly, the soldiers are fast, and if you are not prepared, you can break it quickly!"

"I thought...

Several generals immediately discussed the policy, and after discussing it for a while, they did not come up with a definite result.

Seeing Li Ru's leisurely appearance, it should be a policy that was born in his heart.

"My lord, what's the best plan?"

"Gather the thoughts of the generals, Confucianism can benefit from it, and lean forward to listen to Confucianism's policies."

Several people surrounded and covered up Li Ru's strategy tightly, like a soldier here, hiding and disappearing into the night.

Unable to hear the secret of this darkness, the crescent moon squeamishly covered the quilt made of clouds, and quietly slipped to the other side, looking down on the light below.

In the stockade, the night patrol soldiers did not dare to relax, and tirelessly patrolled around the stockade, thinking of the fine wine in the camp, and they couldn't help it.

Seeing that the cup in Li Le's hand was full, crystal clear, sparkling and seductive, he couldn't help but drink the jade liquid in the cup in one gulp, and drank it for a long time, full of comfortable taste.

"General, how does this wine taste?"

"What a wine! Where does this wine come from? ”

"The brothers stole it from General Lu's camp."

The soldier's answer seemed to attract Li Le's displeasure, and the cup slammed heavily on the desk, and there was a loud noise, which frightened the soldiers under the desk to kneel and worship.

"What kind of system is this?"

Last moment with fake anger, this moment with real smile,

"If you steal, you have to steal a whole altar, this is less than half an altar, how can it be enough for the brothers to drink together?"

The sound of giggling and laughing, but it was a different kind of stability and tranquility, so that the crescent moon lay in the clouds with peace of mind and fell asleep deeply.

But there will always be hateful people, untimely, who pick the right time and want to ruin it all.

With the fire as a trumpet, the devil in the darkness finally stretched out its bloody claws, and even the moonlight could not bring it light.

The speed of the raid was so fast that when the night watchman woke up, the bloody minions had seized his beating heart, crushed it brutally, and completely stilled, leaving him without a trace of survival.

"Enemy attack!"

The shouts came and went, and the fires were everywhere, which woke up Li Le and alarmed the entire camp.

"Report to the general, a large number of black-armored soldiers came from outside the battalion, killing dozens of brothers who patrolled the night, and now there is a trap laid before to block it a little, it is terrible that it will be delayed soon, general, what should I do?"

Who is so bold as to dare to provoke the Yellow Turban?! It had been a long time since he had encountered such a stupid enemy, and the will of the fighter who had been silent in Li Le's heart for a long time began to revive, calling people to gather the soldiers in the camp, and ordering people to come with their machetes, holding the wine jar high, drinking the spirits, and rushing out of the tent with great momentum.

Li Le roared, morale was shocked, and half of the yellow scarves in the camp were ordered to assemble in the lower part of the camp, ready to go out of the village to fight, and the other half of the yellow scarves were on the top, preparing rolling stones and hidden weapons, and guarding the village. He also sent people to prepare a fire and release the things that the young master had instructed several times.

He had already prepared his battle armor and took over his big sword, and his fighting intent was at the extreme, and then there was a roar, the war drums were beating, and the battle intent was monstrous, and the clouds in the sky were scattered.

Together, there are also a little sparks floating into the night, flashing and flashing, although the light is weak, it is still eye-catching.

The black armor soldier didn't want to remove the patrolling soldiers outside this stockade, and there was this annoying trap, if he delayed the opportunity and ruined the military division's plan, Zhang Ji would have no shame to see his colleagues again.

With the swing of the sword, the thick rattan broke in response to the sound, and the horse rushed forward, opening the way for the soldiers to charge.

The rough trap could not stop the pace of his impact, nor could it stop the pace of the thousands of siege soldiers.

Finally got past the trap that entangled people, and Zhang Ji finally saw who was in this walled city, not the Yellow Turban bandit he thought, but the elite soldiers in armor.

Breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, there is a military strategy, if you attack recklessly, you will lose the battle because of carelessness.

When I saw the horseman on the opposite side, he looked fierce and vicious, and he didn't know what he could do.

Zhang Ji stepped up and raised his knife and asked,

"Who are you? Who is this? It's all up with a certain newspaper! ”

Li Le saw that the person who came was arrogant, not to be outdone, and he also slapped his horse up, almost shouting out,

"I am Li Le, I am the Yellow Turban! How dare anyone come? How dare you disturb Luoyang?! ”

In the city, looking at the lights in the sky, Zhang Yu clenched his hands vigorously, and he was already in a cold sweat.

War will eventually come.