As Guo Jia said, after Tao Shang's army set fire to the mountain, Lu Bu saw the huge fire and his soldiers panicked, so he immediately began to organize his troops to break through the narrow mouth on the east and west sides of the mountain.
The problem is that at this time, the narrow entrance between the two roads has been guarded by Gan Ning and Xu Huang with strong bows and crossbows. The road is narrow and there is no way for thousands of troops to conflict.
Lu Bu organized his soldiers and horses to charge several times, but unfortunately they were unsuccessful. They left corpses on the mountainside, and then hurried back to the mountain.
The soldiers of the Bingzhou Army were overwhelmed by the fire and the pressure of the crossbows.
The sultry and choking black smoke has completely caused the Bingzhou Army to lose their fighting spirit. Under the threat of the terrifying power of nature, these usually bloodthirsty and militant soldiers began to wail and cry bitterly, each one showing their ugly appearance. Human beings
The cowardice and humility hidden in my heart completely broke out at this moment.
Lu Bu himself was also dizzy from the smoke.
He stood at the wind outlet, because the fire smoke had begun to lack oxygen, and his thoughts were not clear.
Lu Bu's heart was filled with grief and anger, and he couldn't help shouting to the sky: "Does the sky want to destroy me?"
Not only people, but also the war horses on the mountain began to lose control due to the smoke and fire, and a huge commotion broke out.
The horses were howling and kicking, and the sound was terrifying. Fortunately, Lu Bu had tied the horses in front of the army, otherwise there was no telling what big thing would happen during the turmoil.
The problem is that Lu Bujun can't even take care of people now, so how can he have time to take care of the panicked horses?
Just when the Bingzhou Army was in a dilemma, Tao Shang prepared to show up calmly.
The fire burned in the mountains, choking Lu Bu's army and howling like ghosts. Even if they wanted to flee in all directions, facing the monstrous fire and the Tao Shang army who blocked the dirt roads on both sides with hard crossbows, Lu Bu's army had no choice but to
Can wait quietly for death.
Lu Bu himself had fallen into despair at this moment.
He organized several charges to attack the two crossings. The potter's strong bows and crossbows were all guarded at one point, and his own military power could not be used at all. Even if the soldiers of the Bingzhou Army were all three-headed and six-armed, under such circumstances, they could only
The ending of being shot into a sieve.
The flames were like a giant beast, gnawing at Lu Bujun's soul and fighting spirit.
Lu Bu knew in his heart that even if the fire could not burn the mountain in the end, under the strong smoke and the heat of the fire, when the fire finally died down and the pottery merchant's soldiers and horses were waiting for work, they could easily capture his own soldiers and horses.
Thinking of this, a trace of sadness flashed in Lu Bu's heart, and he roared to the sky again, letting out all the dissatisfaction in his heart.
"I have ruled the world for many years, but I never thought that I would die here today!"
At this moment, I suddenly heard a brisk and distant shout coming from the bottom of the mountain.
"Is Marquis Wen here? Master Taiping calls Marquis Lu Wen! Repeat, Master Taiping calls Marquis Lu Wen! Did Marquis Wen hear it? If you hear it, please fart."
The potter was holding a large primitive iron trumpet, like a wind instrument, thin at the top and thick at the bottom. He was at the foot of the mountain, facing the fire, and shouted loudly toward Lu Bu.
When Lu Bu heard the potter's cry, a sarcastic smile appeared on his lips.
Prince Taiping... isn't that the nickname of the Danyang County governor potter?
What this little thief is doing is extremely annoying! This general has been forced into a desperate situation, and he actually wants to humiliate me in person?
what!
The life and death of this general is a small matter, but you must not be insulted by him in person, and you can't say anything to him!
Having made up his mind, Lu Bu didn't pee on him.
The pottery merchant shouted for a long time at the foot of the mountain with a primitive large trumpet of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Seeing no one on the mountain answered, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
He carefully looked at the big speaker in his hand and muttered to himself: "Is this thing broken?"
Turning around, he saw Pei Qian standing not far behind him. The pottery merchant immediately raised his finger at him and motioned for Pei Qian to come over.
Pei Qian walked to the pottery in confusion, but saw the pottery smiling and saying to him: "Put your ears over."
Pei Qian was very obedient and turned his head and passed his right ear over.
The potter raised his trumpet and shouted loudly into Pei Qian's right ear: "Can you hear me?"
Pei Qian's head suddenly felt like it was going to explode.
His ears were ringing, the things in front of him seemed to have turned into double images, and his head was completely blank, and he didn't know why.
"What did Mr. Fu say?" Pei Qian's ears were ringing badly at the moment.
The potter put down the speaker and spoke normally: "I'm telling you, can you hear me?"
"What did you say? I can't hear you!"
The potter stopped asking him, and turned to look at the mountain in confusion, scratching his head and wondering: "There's nothing wrong with the trumpet... Why can't that fellow Lu Bu hear? Is it possible that this fellow is deaf?"
After a moment of silence, the potter raised his trumpet again and shouted towards the mountain.
"Lu Bu! I'm not looking for you for anything else, just to give you a way to live! I'm counting to three now. If you don't answer after three counts, then Tao will think that you just want to die... One, two!
"
"This general is here!"
Before the pottery merchant finished counting his words, he faintly listened to a voice from above the mountain, as if he was coming back from the dead, full of vigor and vitality, and sounded like thunder. Its voice was so loud that it could hardly be heard by the pottery merchant's loudspeaker.
Lu Bu, who had just been languid and desperate, found a tall rock and stood majestically on the mountain. His face had been blackened by the fire, and his body was covered with dust, as if he had just escaped from the mountain.
Like a clay figure pulled out of a pile of briquettes.
But the look on his face was different from just now, and he had returned to his usual cold and arrogant look.
The pottery merchant vaguely watched the fire going up not far away from the bottom of the mountain. Standing on the rock, Lu Bu looked like a god of war with his feet in the scorching hell. He couldn't help but feel filled with emotion.
He held the loudspeaker and praised from the bottom of his heart: "It's so classy!"
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Lu Bu was located at the wind outlet. He could no longer pretend to be cool due to the thick smoke brought by the mountain wind. He suddenly leaned down, covered his nose and began to cough violently. His nose and tears came one after another, and he was not as powerful as when he first appeared.
And domineering, as pitiable as possible.
"Tao, if you have anything to say, please speak up quickly! I can't stand it any longer... It's really embarrassing for me!"
The potter's expression of admiration instantly turned into disdain.
"It's just a little cigarette, look at the bear like you are choking on..."
Lu Bu squatted down, trying his best to avoid the thick black smoke floating upwards. He stared at the pottery merchant down the mountain with a pair of wolf smoke, and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Tao, what do you want to say to this general?
Why don’t you come quickly!”
If you fart, hurry up. Didn’t you see Mr. Hou that I was about to choke to death?
Did this guy just say that he wanted to give me a way out?
The potter rubbed the bridge of his nose habitually, hesitated for a moment, and then said.
"Marquis Wen, this is the first time we have met today. We only talk about romantic affairs and not about national affairs. Do you think so, Marquis Wen?"
When Lu Bu heard this, he wished he could scold all the eighteen generations of Tao's ancestors.
When did this happen?
What else are you talking about?
We're not familiar with each other at all, okay! I'm going to choke to death, can't you see?
Lu Bu took a deep breath, but almost choked and fainted because he inhaled too much smoke.
He forced himself to support his body, his narrowed eyes emitting a faint green light.
"Is Mr. Tao playing a trick on me?"
Tao Shang loudly replied with a loudspeaker: "Of course not, Marquis Wen is a hero of the world. Tao can't admire him enough, so how can he talk about blasphemy?"
There was obvious anger in Lu Bu's words: "Then you just shouted that you wanted to let me go, but why don't you mention it now?"
"Didn't I just think about it for a while?"
Lu Bu's face was obviously a little green.
"Cough, cough, cough! Tao Shang, first tell me about letting this general go, and then let's do it again!"
The pottery merchant shrugged and said helplessly: "Look at your impatient...death appearance."
At a time when the Bingzhou Army was so tense and solemn, with life and death on the line, Tao Shang actually said such words, and everyone present was stunned.
"Death...sign of death?" Lu Bu's face turned a little green again.
He understood the meaning of the words, but coming from the pottery man's mouth, why did it feel so awkward?
The potter took a deep breath, raised his voice and said to Lu Bu on the mountain: "Marquis Wen is a good general in the world. He was a hero at that time, and his bravery was unparalleled. He is actually a rare good general in our Han Dynasty. Today,
In a battle, you and I are our own masters. Although Tao planned to trap Marquis Wen in Shouyang Mountain, thinking about it, if he injured the life of a fierce general like this, it would be a waste of resources... Wen Hou, Tao didn't do it.
ah!"
Lu Bu glanced sideways at the flames that trapped him at the bottom of the mountain, and at the pile of corpses thrown down by his side after several charges on the dirt roads on the east and west sides...
He was really too lazy to argue with the pottery merchant.
It's like this even if you can't do it... If you can do it, wouldn't I have to be beaten to ashes by you today?
A man should endure the humiliation of his crotch, and I endured it today, general!
Lu Bu opened his mouth hoarsely again and shouted: "Since Mr. Tao cherishes talents so much, I will not hesitate. From now on, my life, Lu Bu, belongs to you. I, the general, am willing to work hard for Mr. Tao's great cause!"
"
After Lu Bu said these words, the expressions of the generals behind Lu Bu suddenly changed.
It would be too spineless to surrender to the enemy in front of the enemy, right?
Zhang Liao was very angry and shouted at Lu Bu: "Marquis Wen! You must not do this!"
Lu Bu blocked Zhang Liao's words with a wave of his hand and just stared at the pottery merchant down the mountain.
"What do you think, Mr. Tao?"
The pottery merchant touched his chin and thought seriously for a while before he said: "I heard that every time Marquis Wen recognizes a new master... he seems to give a son as a gift..."
Lu Bu was stunned after hearing this.
As a gift to your son?
At first he did not figure out the meaning of the potter's words. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized it.
Lu Bu called Ding Yuan his father when he was under Ding Yuan's tent, and called Dong Zhuo his father when he was under Dong Zhuo's tent. Now he is going to join the pottery merchant's tent...
Lu Bu's face suddenly turned the color of pig liver.