Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 883 Sad!

In the dusk of the setting sun, the dust outside the Yanmen Pass was flying, and the alarm bell rang, and a group of soldiers in black armor began to rush to the top of the city.

In the distance, the dust was flying, but the iron cavalry was rolling, and the three characters of Yanmen Pass experienced wind and frost appeared in his eyes. Cao Cao, who was jolting on his horse, showed a gratified smile.

"Fengxian~ I saw the territory of the great Han~"

His intoxicated eyes collapsed, and his voice trembled weakly. Lu Bu, who was following on one side, glanced back, and there was a sincere smile in his eye sockets.

"No! In the future, all that our horseshoes will tread will be the territory of the descendants of China."

Cao Cao's body on horseback was tied to the horse by ropes, his legs were already swinging weakly on the horseback, and his heavy eyelids showed nostalgic light when he saw the three characters of Yanmenguan.

But after hearing Lu Bu's words, Cao Cao showed an innocent smile that had never been exaggerated before on his dead gray cheeks.

"That's right~ Fengxian, when the horses step on the grassland, don't be like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and send out the territory where our big fellows have swayed their blood."

The dark iron cavalry looked heavy, and Cao Cao's words were full of bitterness and sadness. How much blood of the Han family has been carried by this border.

If Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty had incorporated this territory into the territory of the Han Dynasty hundreds of years ago when he was galloping on the grasslands, how could there be hundreds of years of soldiers guarding the frontier, and how could countless Han family sons be buried in the rolling yellow sand.

"Fengxian~Fengxian~ Am I still the general who conquers the west of the great Han?"

Cao Cao's eyelids were trembling, his eyes blurred for a while, and the corners of his mouth even mumbled to himself. Finally, under Lu Bu's firm nod, Cao Cao showed a foolish smile.

In the wind and sand, Cao Cao's tired eyes gradually faded, and his weak head on the bumpy horseback was buried in his chest.

"Cao Mengde!"

Lu Bu's mournful roar raised his head to the sky, and his voice resounded through the sky, but the [-] cavalry behind him looked dull.

With ferocious bloodshot eyes, Fang Tian raised his halberd high, and then swung it heavily in the direction of Yanmen Pass. Lu Bu solemnly shouted: "Soldiers of the three armies line up!"

"Escort Cao Mengde, General of the Great Han, and General Ran Min of Tianwei, back home!"

go home~ go home~
The soldiers of the three armies yelled loudly, and when the Yanmen Gate was closed, there were even more black soldiers standing up.

The [-]-strong army escorted the corpses of the two generals Cao Cao and Ran Min into the city. The soldiers in Yanmen Pass looked at the two corpses covered with the dragon flag of the Han Dynasty seriously.

Hetao Three Heroes!Ran Min, Cao Cao, and Li Cunxiao have all gone, leaving Li Cunxiao alone.

After entering the customs, Li Cunxiao remained silent and stared blankly at the bodies of Cao Cao and Ran Min, two life-and-death comrades-in-arms.

On the way back, Cao Cao apologized weakly and guiltily to him, "General, it was Cao Mengde who killed the general all his life. It was my secret instruction that Cao Anmin defected to the enemy in Xiapi City, Xuzhou back then."

Li Cunxiao showed a bitter smile when he thought of this, shook his head and sighed: "Meng De, it would be nice if you continue to play dumb about this matter."

Back then, Xiapi City in Xuzhou had too many troubles, and he had already guessed about it in secret after so many years in Hetao, but why bother to say so much at this time, you and I have already become one, one prosperous and one damaged.

For Cao Mengde and Li Cunxiao, it was a wry smile, but when he saw Ran Min's body, what he felt was deep annoyance and anger, and the killing that day was still vivid in his memory.

Under the rain of arrows all over the sky, the soldiers beside them were killed or wounded, and in the end all that could be seen on the entire battlefield were barbarians.

The ferocious and terrifying barbarians looked at the two of them with horror, and there were already layers of thick corpses under their feet.

It was a bloody memory, the two were hit by dozens of arrows, Cao Mengde was knocked unconscious by a war horse, at that time the two roared and thought Cao Cao was dead.

"I was taken captive to the grassland as a slave when I was young. I have never received the favor of a big man in my life, but I have not lost money in this life. I have slaughtered all the barbarians in the Hetao land, and there is no one alive. The blood revenge of the extermination of the family has been avenged .”

"That's why I will never surrender to the big man in my life, let alone Na Lu Bu!"

The proud Ran Min's words are still vivid in his memory, he will never surrender to a big man, let alone anyone in his life.

Iron cavalry rolled in from the rebellious army, and thick iron chains swarmed in. Under the bloody dawn, the two were surrounded by a hundred thousand troops and captured alive. Ran Min let out a final roar full of endless unwillingness. Unfortunately, not enough barbarians were killed.

cough~
In the mourning hall of Yanmen, Li Cunxiao was dressed in white and coughed, and the guards looked at him with respect.

"General, Your Majesty ordered the general to take good care of his body so that he can guard the frontier."

Facing the worries of the soldiers, Li Cunxiao shook his head miserably, got up staggeringly, looked at the memorial tablets of the two in the mourning hall, and suddenly shouted desolately: "You two walk so freely, but the oath you made at the Hetao I have failed, but I will never forget the oath to kill all the barbarians!"

When he said the last sentence, Li Cunxiao showed a firm expression on his face. After looking deeply at the two black coffins, he clasped his fists heavily and shouted: "Cao Mengde! Ran Min! You two have broken our oath, but One day I will take back the Hetao land myself, and the Han people will appear again in the Hetao land."

In the mourning hall, Li Cunxiao made a low but firm oath, but at this time, the Yanmenguan tower was lingering with the bitter taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

"Wenyou! I shouldn't have brought you here!"

Seeing the skinny Li Ru lying weakly on the sickbed, Lu Bu's face was full of annoyance.

But Li Ru, who was lying on the sickbed, showed a relaxed smile, "My lord, the grassland is like this big man, and it is an indisputable fact that the three clans are competing for the hegemony."

"Ahem~ Don't let the family dominate. We will help whoever is weak. Remember to let the grassland kill every day. Only in this way can the grassland's heritage be consumed. The Han frontier is safe, and the king can rest assured to rule the world."

"Wen You, these things are for you to take care of after you have taken care of your body. I still need you."

Lu Bu shook his head in pain, and Li Ru, who was watching, smiled hoarsely, and said hoarsely: "Hehe~ I didn't expect that when Dong Gong defeated Chang'an, I had already seen the end. Lost in the long river of history."

"Hehe~ God is so pitiful. The heaven really treats me Li Wenyou kindly. I never thought that in my twilight years, I would be able to turn the world into a chessboard again."

When he said this, Li Ru's face was flushed with excitement as if returning to the light, and he shouted hoarsely: "I, Li Wenyou, spent the first half of my life fighting for Dong Gong's hegemony in the world, and the second half of my life was actually able to advise China's stability. Haha~ Heaven really has pity on me, Great King!"

Holding Lu Bu's palm tightly, Li Ru's skinny and protruding eyes stared at Lu Bu excitedly, and shouted hoarsely: "My lord, will future generations say that I, Li Ru, are a thief in the world of cholera?"

Ren Jin is about to die, and his words are good. Who would have thought that what Li Ru was worried about in the end was the reputation of his later generations. In the end, Li Ru could not escape the word fame and fortune.

Seeing Li Ru shed two lines of tears of excitement under questioning, Lu Bu firmly shook his head, held the other's skinny palm heavily and said in a deep voice: "No! Ru Li Ru's name will be recorded in the history books alone, People in later generations will know that there was a poor Confucian scholar at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, who was as resourceful as a monster and made contributions to the country, and even more to China."

After listening to Lu Bu's resolute voice, a gratified smile finally appeared on Li Ru's excited face.

The skinny palm in the palm gradually softened, Lu Bu lowered his head and gently put the skinny palm on the bed, his eyes were bloodshot.

Li Ru walked away peacefully, and even left with a smile at the last moment.

"Even if there is no strategy left, if you meet a good master, the great cause will surely come true!"

Looking at the serene Li Ru, Lu Bu spoke in a low and hoarse voice about Li Ru, and finally gently put a white scarf on this peerless counselor with mixed reputations.

crunch~
Under the setting sun, Lu Bu's voice disappeared in the house, and only a faint ray of sunlight shone in in the silent room, but there was a quiet figure lying on the bed, but unfortunately there was no more sound, until Lu Bu's mournful shout sounded outside the door After the sound, the endless silence was disrupted.

　Cao Mengde, the traitorous hero of the Three Kingdoms, and Ran Minwu, the king of mourning, are both outstanding people in the world, and they both have their own pride. I feel that the characters of the two cannot serve Lu Bu. If the passing water is really so personal, I feel a little weird. I hope Brothers can be satisfied with writing like this.

　　As for Li Ru, Pai Shui could only sigh, and there was no plan left, if he met a good master, he would surely succeed!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)