Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 363

But Lu Bu in the handsome tent squinted his eyes at his confidants and asked, "What do you think of Gong Jin?"

But when the lord asked them to evaluate the generals in the army, Jia Xu's heart froze, but he said in a cautious and solemn voice: "A rare general, maybe in the future, he will not be inferior to the two generals Gao and Yang."

Compared to Jia Xu's caution, Guo Jia smiled casually and said, "What kind of general is he? He should be a general. He is bold and careful, has a good background, and is strict in running the army."

When he said this, Guo Jia looked at his lord amusedly, but Lu Bu nodded his head as a response to the two of them.

"Yes, this person is indeed a general. Unfortunately, he is too eager for quick success. Although there are reasons, he will definitely become a weakness in the future."

"Hey~ My lord, isn't this man's eagerness for quick success?"

Guo Jia joked, while Jia Xu on the side was silent. He hardly commented on the civil and military affairs under Lu Bu's command. Even if Lu Bu asked questions in person, he just dealt with them.

Lu Bu looked at Guo Jia helplessly, and could only shake his head with a wry smile, "Well, I'm afraid Gongsun Zan still has a backup, let Zhou Yu escort the food and grass first, to ensure the retreat of the army."

promise!
At this time, the young master's voice suddenly came from outside the tent, after Guo Jia and Jia Xu looked at each other, they cupped their hands tacitly and said: "My lord, rest early, I will retreat first."

The handsome tent was lifted, and Lu Yu passed by the two military advisers. At this time, both of them saw the young master's ugly face and erratic expression.

The two looked at each other with a helpless wry smile, and hurried away one after another. This is already the lord's family business, and even Guo Jia, who is usually casual, doesn't want to provoke him.

Back in the tent, Lu Yu stared straight at her father, and asked in a deep voice with a look of disbelief on her face, "Father, what's going on with the wounded barracks!"

The questioning words were full of anger, but Lu Bu raised his head and glanced lightly, and finally waved his hands casually and said softly: "It's just like what you saw."

For a moment, anger accumulated in her chest, and Lu Ying's eyes were filled with mist, as if he knew her father for the first time.

"They are all for you, father, just now! Just now, a soldier who was seriously injured was thinking about you, father, before he died, you know!"

"presumptuous!"

Seeing his son who questioned him, Lu Bu shouted angrily, then got up and walked angrily, but saw his son's red eyes staring at him with excitement, the anger in his heart gradually dissipated for a while.

"Ying'er, you have always been at home, and you don't know the darkness of the world at all. Your sister, Ling'er, sneaked into the wounded barracks when she was four years old."

"Much more than you have seen, but Ling'er is used to it, you can go back and ask your sister what else you saw when you were at Yanmen in Bingzhou."

Looking at his unbelievable son, Lu Bu sighed deeply, his eyes revealed a deep desire, and said in a deep voice: "This world is too cruel, so what we do is to change the world, understand."

"What to do with this group of seriously injured people, they can only wait to die, or survive and rejoin the battlefield to win their glory and wealth."

"Then father, why don't you give this group of sick and injured a full bowl of food for the last night!" At this moment, Lu Yu asked her father quietly.

After hearing these words, Lu Bu was taken aback for a moment, and painful memories appeared in his deep eyes, which finally turned into firmness.

"The food of the army cannot be wasted. As the master of an army of hundreds of thousands, it is already a great fortune to be able to do so under such circumstances."

Under the night, Lu Ying from the handsome tent came out as if she had lost her soul, and Pei Yuanqing and Dianman outside the tent quickly followed.

After Dian Wei in the tent entered, he looked at Lu Bu who sat silently on the top seat, hesitation flickered on his face, and he clenched his teeth and clasped his fists and said in a deep voice: "My lord, shouldn't you take the young lord with you?" Injury Camp."

After hearing this, Lu Bu waved his hands wearily, and sighed: "Ying'er has already decided her future path, this is what he must realize, it doesn't matter whether he should or not."

Looking at the tired lord, Dian Wei sighed, cupped his fists and said in a deep voice, "My lord, the last general is outside the tent!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and strode away, lifted the handsome tent and stood on one side, staring around with piercing eyes, guarding his lord inside the tent.

Under the night, the brazier was shining brightly. Lu Yu sat on the ground limply, staring blankly at the opposite camp, and faintly heard the painful cries in her ears.

One wooden cart after another was continuously pushed out of the tent, and the carts were full of corpses that had lost their vitality and their bodies were gradually icy cold.

Zhao Yun, who was patrolling outside the wounded barracks, saw the young master from a distance, after all, the bright silver armor was always conspicuous.

"Meet the General!"

When Zhao Yun walked in, Pei Yuanqing and Dianman clasped their fists respectfully and shouted loudly, while Zhao Yun waved his hands. Seeing Lu Yu's expression, he already guessed the reason.

Zhao Yun stood like this, looking at the corpses that were constantly pushed out from the opposite side with piercing eyes.

"During the Yellow Turban chaos, people were starving and dying. At that time, people had already started to eat people. They had no home. People seemed to have become animals. They lived for food. They could eat anything, including tree roots, grass, clothes, and even dead people. There are living people."

With a faint sigh, Zhao Yun seemed to be trapped in memories, his eyes gradually blurred, and he remembered the tragic situation of the people during the Yellow Turban era.

"My younger sister was buried in the back mountain, hehe~ But that night, some disaster victims rushed into the burned mountain village. They crazily ate the dead. At that time, I was scared and shivered and hid in the grass. Live forever."

Watching Zhao Yun talk about his life, Lu Yu's slack eyes gradually became animated, as if he was attracted, and Pei Yuanqing and Dianman had been attracted for a long time.

Talking about the past, at this time Zhao Yun's face was full of sunny smiles, he looked back at the curious eyes of the three little adults, and said with a chuckle: "So, at that time, I determined to become a great general and wipe out everything in the world. thieves."

"When I was on the border of Youzhou, when the autumn harvest season came, there was life and death, and barbarians came to plunder every day. I brought my brothers in the village to the border."

"Some became deserters, and some died on the battlefield. They couldn't even find their bodies, and they didn't know whether they were taken away by wild dogs or eaten by vultures."

"But there is no such barracks there." When he said this, Zhao Yun's eyes gradually became moist with sunshine, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The seriously wounded and disabled were all abandoned on the battlefield, even your weapons and armor, all of which should be confiscated by your comrades, because you are useless, and it would be good if you could wait to die."

At this time, the three little adults looked at the sunny and handsome Zhao Yun in shock. No one thought that the handsome Zhao Yun would have such a tragic experience. Anyone who didn't know would think that this person had an extraordinary family background at first glance.

Haha~ Seeing the pitiful eyes of the three little adults, Zhao Yun chuckled, stood up clapping his hands, and said to the three of them: "We are enough, at least the Lord can watch us die, and someone will bury us. "

This sentence is even more free and easy, Zhao Yun got up and walked towards the distance, his eyes looked at Daying where the cries gradually weakened, his face was full of determination.

Brothers, hold on, as long as you hold on, the lord will not give up on you, come on!
"Zhao Yun, have you ever killed your comrade in arms!"

At this time, a soft shout from behind made Zhao Yun's body tremble. Turning his head, Zhao Yun showed a handsome smile, and raised the spear in his hand.

"Wherever Yun can see, as long as there are deserters, he will not see them. Sometimes Yun will even end the pain of his brothers with his own hands."

After finishing these light words, only a figure wearing bright silver armor left slowly, while Lu Ying took a deep breath.

"Come on, let's go back to camp and sleep!"

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