Lu Bu didn't say anything about killing Ding Yuan, because it was too appalling. The death of a state assassin will shake the world, not to mention that it is not a normal death, but was killed by his subordinates.

Even if Lu Bu had this thought in his heart, he couldn't say it so directly, even if the soldiers outside the camp were trustworthy people. However, Lu Bu had no way to guarantee that when they heard this news, they would completely keep it a secret for them.

In fact, in the army, there is no one else except Zhang Liao, who can be trusted and can let him discuss this matter. Including the other generals, no matter how good they are on weekdays, Lu Bu doesn't dare to reveal any news. That's Ding Yuan, a governor, murdering a governor, such a bold thing, I don't know how many people can't do it.

This means that once they are known by others, then they are rebellious and declare war on the imperial court. And there will be other armies to crusade, or the kind that will keep coming. Therefore, Lu Bu can only be careful, no matter how careful he is, he does not dare to leak the slightest, otherwise he will die.

Zhang Liao was stunned, thinking of this thing does not mean that he can be easy! To face it, at most, there is some psychological preparation. Not to mention that killing Ding Yuan is such a big thing, and there are few similar things.

There were once aliens who killed several Han Dynasty officials, which attracted the pursuit of the imperial court until the alien tribes who did it were leveled. What's more, they and I are not of different races, and there are wives and children in the territory ruled by the imperial court, if you want to do the city, you must completely ensure that the news will not leak out, and it is best to let Ding Yuan die reasonably and not be noticed by others.

"Feng Xian, how sure are you about this matter?" Zhang Liao asked, Lu Bu must give him a thorough understanding before he can plan for it.

Anything can be prepared in advance, including encounters on the march, and sudden situations can also be prepared and how to deal with them, let alone this kind of thing.

Although the time of the day is short, it is not enough, at least they are in the dark in the Ming Dingyuan, and the operation in this is too big. Moreover, with his and Lu Bu's force, as long as Ding Yuan's personal guards were not the one with a very large number, then it would be really easy for them to kill Ding Yuan.

Ordinary long street brawls, then the ranger kills in a rage, and blood splatters five steps. But for them to count, within twenty steps, it is too simple to take a person's head. Regardless of whether he has personal protection or not, whether he is vigilant enough, the moment they make a move, when they react, the person will die.

"That's why I came to ask you, there is a certainty, seven or eight percent certainty, as long as you decide to do it, more certainty, ninety percent certainty. The main question is, can our reputation be remedied in other ways? Lu Bu glanced at Zhang Liao deeply, picked up the kettle and poured a bowl of water into the bowl in front of him.

While waiting for Zhang Liao to answer, he had already put down the kettle, picked up the bowl and took a sip. Just thinking about it, he felt that his mouth was dry, and the notoriety of killing his master might accompany him and Zhang Liao for the rest of their lives.

People in the world don't care if you are right or wrong, they don't care if Ding Yuan is good or bad for you, they will only care about the day, the day they value, that is, as Ding Yuan's subordinates, they killed Ding Yuan.

If it succeeds, it's okay, and Dong Zhuo supports Liu Xie as the emperor, then he bets right, and naturally he can get a lot of benefits from it. But if anything goes wrong, it will be very difficult for someone to recruit him, or to whom he will be subordinated.

Lu Bu didn't care about reputation, but he knew how important reputation was. Fame can make a cloth cloth directly talk and laugh with the full court, and it can also allow the court to recruit him as an official. If you don't have a reputation, you're just one of tens of thousands of ordinary people, and no one will pay attention to you.

As for the notoriety, it is almost a lifetime together, becoming an eternal stain on a person's body, spurned by the world.

Lu Bu was troubled by this, nothing else. Now Dong Zhuo is forcing him to make a choice, once he does, he can't turn back at all, he can only be firmly tied to Dong Zhuo's ship. His handle has been grasped by Dong Zhuo, and even now, he can't make any other choices, so he can only try to make himself as few handles as possible that people can trace back to it.

Putting down the water bowl, Lu Bu let out a long breath.

Zhang Liao, who was sitting next to him, fell into deep thought, and Lu Bu's worries were also his worries, just as if they were to talk about this matter, the soldiers who would go with them didn't know how many people there would be, but there were certainly not many. They can only control the army if they do it first, and then control the army, saying that it can be accepted by ordinary soldiers.

"Is it okay to pretend to be assassinated?" Zhang Liao asked.

Since it is their hands that it is better not to let people know, then the remaining choice is the best, let others do it, and disguise it as someone else's hand. Then he and Lu Bu can logically control the Bingzhou army that came to Luoyang City, and decide the army's actions afterwards.

"Yes, yes, but those guards are not easy to solve. They must be left speechless. A cold light flashed in Lu Bu's eyes.

There is no way for people to speak, and the best way is to silence them forever.

"In other words, the scene must be disguised as a scene of being attacked and rushing to the battle." Zhang Liao added in a timely manner.

"The best thing is that we should arrive at the right time and kill the assassins, who are so wounded."

"Yes." Lu Bu nodded, expressing his approval of Zhang Liao's plan.

"But what about the dead?" Zhang Liao hesitated slightly, he didn't want the soldiers under his command to do this mortal thing, and it was easy to show his feet. He continued: "I don't want my soldiers to do this, they can die on the battlefield, they can't die here. ”

Lu Bu continued to nod, he was not willing to use the lives of his subordinates as consumables, but there were too few trustworthy people. Suddenly, he thought of someone, so he said, "How about letting Dong Zhuo send someone?" ”

"That's right. Let him send the dead, if he wants us to do such a thing, how can we not have to pay something? Zhang Liao's right hand was clenched into a fist and slammed into the palm of his left hand.

He and Lu Bu looked at each other and smiled, since it was decided, then it was time to start proceeding.

(End of chapter)