Lu Bu was leaning on the soft couch, listening to the herald's report, tapping a few boxes with his fingers, and was silent.
"In just ten rounds, without even a glass of wine to warm him, he killed Hua Xiong..." His beloved general Zhang Liao asked in surprise, "Is this really true?"
"There is absolutely no lie! Now everyone in Yuan Shao's army knows that he 'warms the wine and kills the generals'." The herald assured again and again.
"Then Hua Xiong was quite skilled, but he was killed so easily?" Zhang Liao looked puzzled, "Even we may not be sure to capture him in such a short time - who is this Cheng Peng?"
Also? Why haven’t you heard anyone say it before?”
"I have heard." Gao Shun, the leader of Lu Bu's generals, suddenly said, "When we defeated the Xiyuan Army and rescued the Xiliang Army, I heard more than once that a Xiyuan sergeant said, 'If Cheng Peng
If you are here...', later I curiously inquired about it, and found out that Cheng Peng was known as the most powerful general in Xiyuan. He once traveled thousands of miles alone and single-handedly went to Changshan to duel with the famous Yellow Turban Zhang Niujiao and seriously injured him."
Lu Bu's eyelids twitched.
"Go on." This unparalleled ghost and god said in a deep voice, "What else does this person have to do?"
"If Marquis Wen wants to know about Cheng Peng, why not call those two people for questioning?" Lu Bu's military advisor Chen Gong said with a smile, "Since Cheng Peng is a fierce general in Xiyuan, he must have fought against the Yellow Turban many times, and those two people must have fought against each other many times.
Know a lot about him."
After a while, two players with yellow cloth strips tied on their heads were summoned to the city guard's mansion.
"You ask Cheng Peng?" He Ming frowned and said unhappily, "You do have some ability..."
"So a little bit?" Cao Xing, who was one of the "Eight Strong Generals" with Zhang Liao, asked curiously, "Warming wine to kill Hua Xiong, this kind of strength cannot be described as 'a little bit of skill', at least I, Lao Cao, can't do it.
To—could it be that there are many such masters among you strangers?"
"How is that possible?" Walking with He Ming was a man of about thirty years old. He had a handsome mustache and was wearing a purple half-armed Taoist uniform with a round collar, narrow sleeves, and a right waistband. He did not look like a Taoist from the Han Dynasty.
On the contrary, it is a bit Tang Dynasty style, "Cheng Peng is the number one master among us strangers, which is completely different from the one next to me."
"Wei Ye, you're talking nonsense!" He Ming was very angry, "He and I are about the same!"
"You have been defeated dozens of times and have never won once. What you say is really unconvincing." The player named Wei Ye smiled kindly, as if he was harmless, "Face the reality.
Come on, boy."
He Ming was furious, but what Wei Ye said was true and he could only admit it.
Lu Bu frowned again.
He is an arrogant person, but arrogance and being brainless are two different things.
He Ming was also considered to have extraordinary skills. Even in the Bingzhou wolf cavalry, he was able to hang behind the eight strong generals, but he was defeated by Cheng Peng dozens of times.
He had seen Hua Xiong. Although he was very weak, even Zhang Liao, who was famous for his bravery, might not be able to kill this man within ten moves.
Such a fierce general, it is hard to say that he alone can deal with it.
"Fortunately." After a moment, Lu Bu spoke, his tone full of joy, "Foreign people can be reborn after death... Otherwise, it would be a pity for such a talented person to die under a certain Fang Tian's painted halberd before he could grow up.
."
Everyone said yes together, and the atmosphere suddenly became relaxed.
Indeed, no one in this world can rival Lu Fengxian.
For NPC generals, the name "Flying General Lu Bu" is an undefeated legend poured out with the blood of countless warriors; and for players, the five-star evaluation result is enough to explain the problem.
After joking for a while, Lu Bu sat upright and his expression became serious.
"The two of them traveled thousands of miles to Hulao Pass and sent detailed information about the eighteen princes. Lv accepted the favor of the Yellow Turban Army," he said, "but Lv didn't understand why the Yellow Turban Army wanted to send such an important person to the Yellow Turban Army.
Send the information directly to Lu, instead of sending it to the Grand Master?"
"Dong Zhuo?" He Ming said with a look of disdain, "He was beaten by a great virtuous teacher who was seriously ill and his entire army was annihilated. He was beaten by the Xiyuan Army without Cheng Peng and was left behind. Such an incompetent guy.
, what qualifications do you have to gain our respect?”
"When we set out, the leader just repeatedly emphasized that the information should be sent to Marquis Wen, and did not mention any grand master." Wei Ye said with a smile, "Who is the grand master? Isn't it amazing?"
All the generals under Lu Bu's command snickered together.
It is a well-known fact that the Bingzhou Army looked down upon the Xiliang Army, and even looked down upon Dong Zhuo.
In this era where bravery is advocated, who would think highly of a fat pig who suffered heavy losses at the hands of the Yellow Turban Army and the Xiyuan Army, once escaped alone, and once relied on others to save his life?
Chen Gong was the only one who did not snicker. The thin military advisor coughed slightly, looked at the two envoys from the Yellow Turban Army, and asked: "Although the great sage and good teacher unfortunately passed away, the main force of the Yellow Turban Army is still there. Han
The military departments are busy attacking Dong Zhuo, but they have not tried their best to destroy you and others... At this time, you are not busy recharging your strength or taking a preemptive strike, but instead come to befriend Marquis Wen, but what's the point?"
"Yes, Marquis Wen is a minister of the Han Dynasty. Although I may respect you two points based on personal relations, it is a matter of great justice to defeat the rebels. This is nothing to discuss." Wei Xu, who had the best relationship with Lu Bu, also asked, "Don't you
Do you think this show of kindness is a bit of a wink to a blind man?"
At this time, it was the turn of the player Wei Ye, the newly appointed military advisor of the Yellow Turban Army, to perform. He was still smiling, clearing his throat first, and then said: "Marquis Wen, Military Advisor Chen, General Manager Gao, generals... I and I are here,
It’s not to show off or to make a deal without overestimating one’s abilities.”
"Everyone in the world knows Marquis Wen's reputation. We in the Yellow Turban Army have always admired warriors. It is our great honor to have the opportunity to do something for Marquis Wen. I have never thought of anything else."
A sneer hung from the corner of Lu Bu's mouth.
"Tell me the truth." He interrupted Wei Ye's compliment, "Lv himself knows best how important Lu is, so you don't need to be wordy!"
"Marquis Wen Mingjian, after our leader Gou Dafang got the news that Marquis Wen was guarding Hulao Pass and protecting Luoyang, he ordered us to send the intelligence of the eighteen princes. He really didn't mention anything else." Wei Ye's expression did not change at all.
He talked eloquently, "In my opinion, he probably thinks that this move is just the icing on the cake and not worth mentioning."
"Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei under Gongsun Zan; Sun Jian and his son; Cao Ren, Dian Wei, Xia Houyuan, Xiahou Dun under Cao Mengde... We know nothing about these names." Chen Gong said, "If what you say is true, this
More than a dozen fierce generals took action together. Being caught off guard, even Marquis Wen would have suffered a loss... This favor is not as 'frivolous' as you said."
Wei Ye didn't feel embarrassed when his words were refuted, but still smiled and looked at Lu Bu.
"Although the leader has not said it clearly, in Wei's opinion, our army does have a small difficulty and needs to ask Wen Hou for help."
"You should have said it earlier! Mother-in-law and mother-in-law are really not straightforward!" Hao Meng, another general under Lu Bu's command, shouted in a rough voice, "Put forward your conditions. If it's okay, Marquis Wen will take care of it. Why did you delay it for so long!
"
Wei Ye did not continue speaking, but just stared at Lu Bu.
Lu Bu pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"Let's just say, if it's not a big deal, Lv is not completely unreasonable."
"Then Wei Ye would like to thank Marquis Wen first." Wei Ye bowed in greeting and told the origin of his trip.
After a while, two horses carrying the two Yellow Turban envoys left Hulao Pass.
The difference from when they came was that their faces were full of joy now.
"Lu Bu is so generous!" He Ming said happily, "It's just such a little information, but it can really be exchanged for cavalry training methods... When you discussed it before, I thought I was going to give it back this time!"
"Wen Hou Lu Fengxian has always been a legendary figure with clear grievances." Wei Ye still smiled calmly, "He is the signature of "Three Kingdoms Warriors" and cannot be beautified too much, so the results of this trip have already been with us.
It’s expected and there’s nothing to worry about.”
"The information from the eighteen princes is of great use to him, but the method of cavalry training is not important to him. In this case, why is he reluctant to exchange a piece of information for information?"
"That's right..." He Ming nodded, then remembered something, and cast his eyes towards the billowing smoke and dust in the northeast - that was the coalition forces marching towards Hulao Pass to defeat Dong Zhuo, "Are we going back like this? Dong Zhuo's crusade
In such a big plot, shouldn’t we be involved at all?”
"The death of the great virtuous master has made people in the Yellow Turban Army panic. Several big leaders are busy fighting for military power. How can the current Yellow Turban Army have the energy to get involved in other things..."
"Tch! If you bastard hadn't been in the way, the Great Master would not have died! Our revolution would not have failed at all!"
Unlike players like He Ming and Gou Debai who joined the Yellow Turban Army from the beginning, Wei Ye was originally hostile to the Yellow Turban Army. Even with his efforts, the great sage Zhang Jiao tried to defy fate and survive.
Only then did the plan go to waste. Pirate Quanzi, a disciple of the immortal Zuo Ci and the "taoist priest riding a bear," is still the key criminal that Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang are trying to hunt down.
But no one expected that this guy would suddenly transform into the strategist of the Yellow Turban player force.
"Zhang Jiao's death is his destiny, and it is also the general trend of the world of "Three Kingdoms Warriors". Even if he obtains the heavenly book from Taishang Laojun, a mere 'Seven Stars Life-saving Technique' cannot fight against the general trend of the world." Facing He Ming.
Wei Ye just shook his head at the accusation, "Master Xian asked me to join you to help you reduce the damage of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, not to help you disrupt the world - it is too early to talk about revolution in this era."
"Zuo Ci, this bastard... knows how to play tricks!"
"You are all pretending to be gods and ghosts. I think you Yellow Turbans really have no position to criticize others." Wei Ye frowned slightly, and his tone was a little bit harsh, "Ascetics should put the common people first, and I fully support the immortal master on this point!"
"It's just a game!"
"If it's just a game, why are you so involved?"
He Ming was immediately speechless.
"You and I are both people who have devoted all our energy to this virtual world. Don't say such insulting words to each other. It will make me doubt your intelligence even more." As he said that, Wei Ye whipped his horse lightly and sped up.
"We still have a lot to do. Instead of dwelling on the 'Yellow Turban Rebellion' that is doomed to fail, we should work hard to get the team out of this quagmire and find a brighter future!"
"This is the reason why I appear in your army, and this is also what the Immortal Master hopes for you."
"……Really boring!"
"Rotten wood cannot be carved."
"You guys wanna fight?"
"Does it stand to reason that we should use force if we lose? The Yellow Turban Army is indeed a collection of thugs."
"Nonsense! You are prejudiced!"
"Whether it's biased or not depends on your behavior. I'm just stating the facts."
Under the setting sun, two figures were arguing while running towards the end of the distant horizon.
The era of the Yellow Turbans and the path of the Yellow Turbans are not here, but over there.
