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Chapter 683 Letter to the Enemy

Wang Xuan was unusually busy. Firstly, he had to decide all the rules of the newly established "Battlefield Medical Service", including various operational specifications. Secondly, the Battle of Hulao could be said to be a huge event in the history of the late Han Dynasty.

At the turning point, Wang Xuan, who knew history very well, would not miss such a good opportunity.

If you don’t do something, how can you live up to your status as a ‘prophet’!

Wang Xuan began to write letters. Each letter needed to be sent to different people. Letters were sent to Lu Bu, Li Ru, Jia Xu, Zhang Liao, Gao Shun, and even Xu Rong who was far away in Xiliang.



"Report to the general, there is a messenger outside asking for an audience." A soldier said to Lu Bu outside.

"Call in." Lu Bu was a little curious as to who would send him a message. Although he knew many people in Luoyang, most of them were not even casual acquaintances. They were more hostile to him or looked down upon him.

people.

At the stage of Lu Bu's martial arts, although he is not good at interpersonal communication, he can judge whether the person is suspicious of hostility to him simply by relying on the aura emanating from the other person.

Of course, except for those guys who can hide changes in their own aura and eyes at will, such as Li Ru, Jia Xu and other cunning people.

A man with an ordinary appearance walked in. Judging from his pace, Lu Bu could tell that he was a sergeant in the army.

"I've seen the flying general!" The man walked in and bowed to Lu Bu. These words were all told by Wang Xuan.

Lu Bu's eyes were in a trance. How long has it been since he heard someone calling him this? No one doesn't like to hear other people's heartfelt praise, no matter he is a lofty emperor or an illiterate peasant.

It's been more than a year since he was brought out from Bingzhou by that guy Ding Yuan to work for He Jin. In terms of gains, Lu Bu is now a defeated cavalry captain, with a rank of two thousand shi. But apart from the initial period of time, this made Lu Bu feel excited.

, the rest is just depressing.

In Luoyang, in addition to his own Bingzhou army, whether it was the Xiliang army under Dong Zhuo or the civil and military ministers in the court, Lu Bu could clearly feel that these guys were hostile to him. He was smart and aware.

You can often hear people secretly saying that he is unfaithful, unfilial, or patricide.

After living in this kind of environment for a long time, Lu Bu felt depressed and his mental state was very bad.

No one wants to live in an environment surrounded by malicious people all year round, so when he was in Luoyang, Lu Bu basically stayed in the Bingzhou Army camp to relieve this pressure.

After a long while, Lu Bu came out of his daze, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said in an unusually calm tone, "No need to be polite, who are you delivering the letter on behalf of?"

"Reporting to General Fei, my lord is a relative of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande."

"Liu Bei..." Lu Bu felt that the name sounded familiar. He didn't care much about political issues, but he vaguely remembered that it was a prince from the Kwantung Allied Forces. After thinking about it carefully, he suddenly remembered a few people, including Cuckold, Black Charcoal Head, Ugly Ghost, and Changshan Zhao Zilong.

"But Guan Yu and Zhang Fei are sworn brothers."

"Exactly."

How could he remember to send me a letter?

When I took the letter and looked at it, I saw Wang Xuan's name clearly written on it, and at the top was a five-character poem.

In the bright moon of the Qin Dynasty, at the Pass of the Han Dynasty, the people who marched thousands of miles have not yet returned. But the flying generals of Dragon City are still there, and they will not teach Hu Ma to cross the Yin Mountains.

At the end, the author Wang Xuan was shamelessly written.

Although Lu Bu didn't know who Wang Xuan was, when he read this poem, his blood was indeed boiling, and he was involved in it without any accident, as if he had returned to the frontier again, waving the Fangtian painted halberd, chasing the grassland

Those barbarians were killing everyone everywhere, and no matter where they went, they were greeted with heartfelt cheers of "Flying General".

Standing across the grassland and being respected by all people, his aura of looking down on the world was also developed at that time!

There was no need to read the rest of the poem. Just from this poem, Lu Bu remembered Wang Xuan and Liu Bei, and his favorable impression of them skyrocketed to the MAX value.

He has been praised by many people, including Dong Zhuo and others, but most of them praised him for being brave. This did not make him happy, because he was already the best in the world. Furthermore, how many of them were sincere?

He can't feel it.

But those who praised him as "Flying General" had no doubt that Liu Bei was the one with the highest status, not to mention that he was actually a member of the Han clan. This kind of recognition was a thousand or ten thousand times stronger than praising him as the best in the world for his bravery.

As for Wang Xuan, just because Wang Xuan could write this poem, he was already regarded as a confidant by Lu Bu, and his good feelings were sky-high.

He read this poem dozens of times. The more he read it, the more he liked it, and the more he read it, the happier he became. As for the text behind it, he didn't have time to read a single word.

After a long while, when he raised his head with a smile on his face, he saw that the messenger was still standing here. He immediately laughed and shouted: "Come here, give the messenger a big reward and make good arrangements for him."

"Thank you, Flying General!" After the messenger went down happily, Lu Bu continued to look at what was behind.

There are no compliments after that. That poem is enough. The main content is speculation and instructions. Let Lu Bu be careful about Li Ru. Once he is ordered to excavate the imperial tomb, he must not go. This will completely ruin his reputation.

If he fails, he can only follow Dong Zhuo wholeheartedly. He cannot bear the blame.

In addition, Dong Zhuo will move the population of Luoyang to Chang'an, and will probably burn Luoyang to stop the pursuers, but it will also cut off Lu Bu's rear. Remember, there will be two groups of pursuers, so be careful. Li Ru doesn't want the Bingzhou army to go too far.

Strong, only if he ensures the strength of the Bingzhou Army can Dong Zhuo be more and more persuaded to take advantage of the enemy.

Finally, the letter mentioned that Liu Bei would be grateful if Lu Bu could help collect all kinds of books in the Luoyang Palace and keep them safe when Dong Zhuo set fire to them.

After reading the letter, Lu Bu felt even more grateful to Liu Bei and Wang Xuan who were far away outside Hulao Pass. These two points were very important to him. Without this letter to remind him, he might have fallen into the trap.

Because today, Dong Zhuo did give an order to Lu Bu, asking him to excavate the royal tombs of past dynasties and collect all the treasures from them for military supplies.

Lu Bu didn't have any objections to this. Instead of letting those gold, silver and jewelry mix with some dead people, wouldn't it be good to use them as military supplies? What's more, he and the state army could also get some, but now...

Whoever wants to go can go. Anyway, I can’t lose my share of the Bingzhou Army. I am the best general in the world. Who dares to take away my share!

The last paragraph of the letter is that although we are in different camps, this does not prevent us from becoming friends. If you are not happy staying with Dong Zhuo, you can come to Liu Bei, or if you have any hesitations, you can also

Write a letter to Wang Xuan.

Furthermore, I entrust Lu Bu to greet Zhang Liao, Gao Shun and others. They are all powerful generals outside the Great Wall, and I wish they could work together with them.


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