I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 60: Lu Bu, I heard you are very brave

At this time, Lu Bu's face was hidden in the shadows. He suppressed his emotions and murderous intent, and slowly approached Ding Yuan step by step.

Ding Yuan, however, did not notice anything strange about Lü Bu. Instead, he was in a leisurely mood and talked about his thoughts and insights from reading the Book of Documents these days: "Only by looking far can one see clearly, and only by listening to virtue can one be wise. Fengxian, what do you think this sentence should be interpreted as?"

Although Lu Bu was born a military general, since he was able to serve as the chief clerk, it was obvious that he was well-educated.

Therefore, in response to Ding Yuan's question, Lu Bu calmly replied: "Those who can see far ahead are wise, and those who can listen to good words are smart. Confucius used this to encourage people to focus on self-cultivation, never slack off, and be wise and smart."

At this time, Ding Yuan had his back to Lu Bu, immersed in the joy of seeking knowledge: "Yes, the teachings of the saints are indeed full of knowledge..."

With a "Puff", Lü Bu stabbed Ding Yuan in the back with his dagger. At the same time, his face was finally illuminated by the candlelight, revealing a ferocious and crazy expression: "Principal Imperial Guards, it's time for you to get going."

"you!"

Caught off guard, Ding Yuan suffered severe injuries. In order to survive, he had to exert all his strength, turned around and slapped Lu Bu hard.

Boom~
As warriors who were both at the fifth level of martial arts, Lu Bu's skills were slightly inferior to Ding Yuan's. He was blown out of the tent by the huge force. When he landed, his feet plowed two marks three feet long on the ground before he could barely keep his body steady.

Lu Bu dusted himself off, his tone full of admiration: "Golden Sun Art is indeed a top-ranked martial arts method for refining Qi. Even though the Jinwu's internal organs were injured and the pain was unbearable, he still had such amazing combat power. It's really amazing."

Then Lu Bu took a look at the dagger in his hand and found that most of it was broken, with only less than one-third of the original part left. The rest was crushed by Ding Yuan's protective energy.

"Fengxian, what are you doing!?"

Ding Yuan looked at Lu Bu angrily, stretched out his hand, and the long spear with a bright glow behind him was already in his hand, emitting a loud dragon roar, and its soaring momentum shocked all directions.

Seeing this, Lu Bu's expression also became serious: "Nangong Changwan's Painted Dragon Sky-lifting Halberd?"

Nangong Changwan, a fierce general of the State of Song during the Spring and Autumn Period, was the bravest warrior among all the countries in the world at that time, and the weapons he wielded were naturally extraordinary.

It is said that the Painted Dragon Sky-lifting Halberd is made from the bones of a dragon, and the dragon soul is locked inside it. Once activated, it will have unfathomable power and the ability to turn rivers and seas upside down.

"Fengxian, you disappoint me so much!"

Ding Yuan was sad and angry at this moment. Being betrayed by the person he trusted the most, this feeling almost drove him crazy.

He was seen activating his profound skill, trying to control his muscles to contract and clamp the wound, but the wound on his abdomen was still bleeding.

"It's useless. If you are hit by my Tiger Evil Golden Sword, even if you are a military expert who has entered the realm of blood and energy condensation, you will still bleed profusely and die of exhaustion in the end."

Lu Bu's face was grim, and he no longer concealed his murderous intent: "Bu, I beg the Imperial Guards to accept my death."

"Why is that? Lu Bu! I think I treated you well!"

Ding Yuan held the halberd in one hand and covered the wound with his hand. Blood kept oozing out from between his fingers, and he glared at Lu Bu with a sad and angry expression.

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for blocking my way. Sikong ordered me to take your head. This is an order from the Lord, how can I not obey?"

At this moment, Lu Bu no longer cared about Ding Yuan's past kindness. As the top worker in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, he never felt grateful to his superiors.

In Lu Bu's view, everything he has is earned through his own hard work. Favors and trust are all bullshit. If he wants to be a gangster, he should naturally pursue wealth and glory.

Be the highest official and sleep with the most beautiful girl!
Dong Zhuo can give you the prospect and future that Ding Yuan cannot give you, so don't blame me for changing jobs.

It was with this idea in mind that Lu Bu did not hesitate to kill Ding Yuan.

"You ungrateful person deserves to be killed!"

Ding Yuan was filled with anger and immediately showed no mercy, attacking with all his might: "Die!"

The Dragon-Painted Sky-Qing Halberd was like a dragon emerging from the sea. The moment it thrust forward, the golden energy turned into a huge wave, sweeping towards Lü Bu. Thousands of sharp edges were hidden in the waves. Once hit, the enemy would be torn into pieces.

Lu Bu was unarmed, so he did not choose to fight back. Instead, he flew back, trying to get out of the battle circle and wait for Ding Yuan to bleed to death.

"Can you leave?"

But how could Ding Yuan let him get his wish?
Although he was seriously injured, the injury aroused the murderous intent in Ding Yuan's heart. He chased Lu Bu relentlessly, vowing to grind him to ashes: "Today, I will clean up my house!"

The Golden Yang Jue is worthy of being a first-class method of refining the Qi among military strategists. It can condense the innate Qi of Geng metal and the innate Qi of Bing fire, and integrate the two Qi of metal and fire into one. Its Qi is extremely hard and yang, and its power is fierce and powerful, which is of great benefit to the physical body.

For a moment, Lu Bu stepped on the Nine Palaces, dodging Ding Yuan's attacks repeatedly, and at the same time taunted him, trying to dampen Ding Yuan's fighting spirit with words: "Continuous fierce attacks will affect your injuries. How much blood do you have left to shed?"

"Before all the blood runs dry, I will kill you!"

The attack of the Painted Dragon and Sky-lifting Halberd continued. Ding Yuan endured the pain and was determined to kill Lu Bu on the spot to vent his hatred.

The fight between the two soon alarmed the entire camp, and countless Bingzhou soldiers swarmed in.

"What happened?"

"Why did the Chief Clerk and the Praetorian Guards fight?"

"Who are we going to help?"

The soldiers in the army were at a loss, Lü Bu was the bravest of the whole army, had a high reputation, and was deeply trusted by the soldiers. Ding Yuan was also the commander of the army and held a high position.

Now that the two have come into conflict, many people have no idea who to help.

Seeing this, Lu Bu took the opportunity to shout: "I am here on the orders of the Minister of Works to suppress the rebellion. If you don't come to help me now, when will you?"

"You fart!"

Ding Yuan was furious and yelled, "Dong Zhuo has evil intentions. How can we obey such an absurd order?"

Among the Bingzhou soldiers, Cao Xing, Hao Meng, Cheng Lian, Wei Xu, Song Xian, and Hou Cheng were usually close to Lü Bu. When they learned that Lü Bu had clung to Dong Zhuo's side, they immediately became interested and shouted in public: "We are willing to follow the chief clerk, obey the court's orders, and fight against the traitor Ding Yuan!"

"Brothers, Dong Sikong has always been generous, why don't we go to him together and seek wealth and honor together?"

The six men's persuasion actually convinced many soldiers in the Bingzhou army, especially the Xianbei and Southern Xiongnu cavalry who were hired after being conquered by the imperial dynasty. They joined the army just for money and women. What does loyalty to the emperor and patriotism have to do with them, the Hu people?
They had long heard of Dong Zhuo's reputation for generosity, and now that they heard they could surrender to him, they were naturally happy to obey. Hundreds of soldiers responded to Lu Bu's call on the spot and engaged in a battle with Ding Yuan's personal soldiers.

However, there were also many loyal and righteous men in the Bingzhou army. They refused to accept Dong Zhuo's orders and took up weapons to help Ding Yuan quell the rebellion.

The two sides started a chaotic fight, and the entire Dongguo camp was plunged into complete chaos. The former comrades-in-arms were now killing each other with bloodshot eyes. How could they still remember their former friendship?
"Kill, wipe out the rebellion!"

"You have betrayed your master and forgotten your loyalty, so you shall not die a good death!"

At this critical moment, Li Su also took Lü Bu's weapons and entered the camp in the chaos: "Fengxian, take the halberd!"

Li Su threw his halberd and it cut through the night sky and flew towards Lu Bu.

When Lu Bu turned around to receive the halberd, Ding Yuan seized the opportunity and swung his Painted Dragon and Sky-lifting Halberd like thunder, chopping Lu Bu's shoulder with a vertical blow, trying to split him in half.

puff~
The sharp halberd blade tore through the flesh, but was then stuck by Lu Bu's martial bone, making a dull thud.

At this time, Lu Bu's flesh was torn open, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible, revealing a red and black color that symbolized an ominous sign. Lu Bu's gilded bone, which had been forged for eighty-one times, had now broken through its limit and entered a new realm. It was so strong that even a magical weapon like the Painted Dragon and Sky-lifting Halberd could not cut it.

Seeing that his fatal blow only broke the flesh and hardly hurt the bones, Ding Yuan immediately revealed an expression of disbelief, and was horrified in his heart: "To refine the evil into the bones, to have the body of a ghost or god, this is the magical power of ancient military strategists. Since Xiang Yu's death, no one has been able to cultivate this kind of magical power for nearly four hundred years!"

Lu Bu grabbed the Fang Tian Huaji that flew in front of him with one hand and no longer concealed his murderous intent. Immediately, the evil spirit penetrated his bones and his body was filled with ferocious red and black blood light.

"What Xiang Yu can do, I, Lü Fengxian, can do too!"

Lu Bu grabbed the Hualong Qingtian Halberd with one hand, allowing the sharp blade to cut his left palm and cause blood to flow. He turned around and stabbed suddenly. The Hualong Qingtian Halberd in his hand had already pierced Ding Yuan's chest. Then he twisted his wrist and crushed Ding Yuan's heart.

Ding Yuan's mouth was bleeding, and he died with his eyes open: "How... is it possible..."

It all happened so quickly that when Gao Shun arrived with the Xianzhen Camp, Ding Yuan was already a corpse.

Lu Bu looked at Gao Shun and shouted, "Xiaoming, I am following the order of the Minister of Works to kill the traitor Ding Yuan. The main culprit has been killed. Are you still going to resist?"

Gao Shun was a pure soldier. If Ding Yuan was still alive, he would naturally only obey Ding Yuan's orders. But now that Ding Yuan was dead, the highest-ranking person in the entire Dongguo camp was Lu Bu, and Lu Bu claimed that he was following the orders of Sikong Dong Zhuo.

Gao Shun hesitated again and again, but finally decided to obey. After all, he was not from Bingzhou, so there was no need for him to avenge Ding Yuan, and he had no intention of rising up against the court.

Just when Lu Bu was about to subdue Gao Shun, a horse came galloping over. It was Wang Jing riding the famous horse Jueying and appeared in time.

"I don't agree with this."

On Jueying's horse, Wang Jing was wearing gilded tiger-patterned armor, a lion-barbarian belt around his waist, a Overlord bow on his back, and the sword of courtesy, Chunjun, in his hand. Naturally, he became the focus of everyone's attention as soon as he appeared.

Lü Bu was covered in blood, and pointed his Fang Tian Hua Ji at Wang Jing from afar. He asked unkindly, "Who are you?"

Gao Shun recognized Wang Jing's identity and saluted: "Shun, I meet the Northern Army General."

Wang Jing nodded to Gao Shun first, then glanced at Ding Yuan who was already dead, and then looked at Lu Bu, saying in a teasing tone: "Tsk tsk, Lu Bu, do you know that openly murdering your superior is a capital crime."

Lu Bu was furious: "I am following the orders of the Minister of Works to suppress the rebellion. How can I allow you to slander me like this? Or are you actually an accomplice of Ding Yuan?"

"Don't f*cking accuse me. Is Sikong so powerful? I am here under the orders of the Queen Mother and the Grand Tutor to take over Ding Yuan's troops. Let alone you, even if Dong Zhuo himself came today, I would not take him seriously."

With Wang Yue's support behind him and well prepared, Wang Jing was not afraid of the future top general of the Three Kingdoms: "Lü Bu, I know you have the courage of a tiger, but do you know the sword in my hand?"

buzz~
The Chunjun Sword continued to vibrate and sing. At this moment, the sword gathered the morale of the entire army. Under the blessing of the soldier evil that was transformed into the Gengjin sword evil, the sword intent was so strong that even though they were dozens of feet apart, it made Lu Bu feel his scalp tingling.

The White Ape's swordsmanship gathers the strength of the eight battalions of the Northern Army, and adds power to the sword formation. When it is slashed out by a peerless swordsman like Chunjun, there are very few people in the world who can stop it.

If he could reorganize the army, gather the morale of the Bingzhou soldiers, and strengthen their spirit, Lu Bu would have the confidence to fight a bloody battle with Wang Jing. But now he had just killed Ding Yuan and had not completely controlled the Bingzhou army. With his own courage, he could not compete with Wang Jing.

What’s even worse is that Chunjun is a natural nemesis for him.

The sword of etiquette is designed to kill those who despise etiquette.

Lu Bu felt that he was really unlucky. Why did he choose Chunjun, the Li Jian who was the most capable of restraining him among the ten famous swordsmen?

However, the "Immortal Yuan Gong" that he had comprehended from the remains of Chi You was only at the minor success stage at present, and was not enough to resist the famous sword Chunjun that was infused with the Gengjin sword evil.

If he resorted to forceful force, he would most likely be killed by Wang Jing as he had just fought a bloody battle with Ding Yuan.

The plan to recruit Ding Yuan's former subordinates failed, and Lu Bu was very unwilling to accept it: "Northern Army General, do you really want to be an enemy of the Minister of Works?"

Wang Jing gently stroked the blade of the Chunjun Sword and asked in a light tone, "Why, is it not possible?"

"you!"

Lu Bu now realized that Wang Jing didn't take Dong Zhuo seriously at all.

"Okay, okay, I will report this matter to the Minister of Works in person. I hope the Northern Army General will not regret it."

Seeing that it was impossible to do so, Lu Bu began to think of retreating. After all, he was just a mere worker.

It’s okay to work hard for your own future.

I can’t die for my boss’s career!

Lü Bu held his halberd at an angle, intending to leave with the hundred men loyal to him, but Wang Jing called out to him, "Lü Bu."

"Why, is the Northern General planning to keep me here too?"

Holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji across his chest, Lu Bu was on full alert, his eyes fixed on the ceremonial sword Chun Jun in Wang Jing's hand, ready to attack at any time.

Dong Zhuo should be on his way by now, and Ren Jun and Han Hao might not be able to hold him off for too long.

Wang Jing was not sure that he could kill Lu Bu quickly, and why should he kill the number one father-killer of the Three Kingdoms?

If you let Lu Bu go, it will be Dong Zhuo who will be in trouble in the end, not you.

So Wang Jing sheathed his sword and said to Lu Bu with a smile, "Don't panic, Fengxian. I just want to say that if you are unhappy under Dong Zhuo one day, you may as well come to me for help. Although it is unlikely that I will adopt you as my adopted son, I am still very generous to my subordinates. Why don't you consider it?"

The frivolous words made Lu Bu furious, and he gnashed his teeth in anger: "You are dreaming!"

"If you don't agree, then don't agree. Why get angry? Look, the wound on your shoulder has opened again. Do you want me to find someone to bandage it for you?"

Wang Jing's words once again made Lü Bu furious, but the situation was stronger than the man, and Lü Bu finally held back and did not get angry: "If the North Central Army General has no other instructions, I will take my leave first."

"Goodbye, let's have tea together sometime."

Lü Bu's right arm, which was holding the Fang Tian Hua Ji, was so tight that the joints cracked. He cursed in his heart, "This is too much! This is really too much! Wang Jing, one day, I will wash away this shame!"

After driving away the fierce tiger Lü Bu, Wang Jing walked up to Gao Shun and said, "Xiaoming, the Prefect of the Guards is dead. Please accept my condolences."

Gao Shun had a blank expression on his face. He was receiving a salary from the imperial court and was not a retainer of Ding Yuan, so naturally he did not feel sad at all.

Wang Jing also knew that Gao Shun was a stubborn person, so he did not say much, but ordered him to continue to be in charge of the Xianzhen Camp. Then he took Zhang Liao and Wang Ling to personally take over Ding Yuan's troops.

Because they were also from Bingzhou, Wang Jing simply mentioned the generous treatment of the Northern Army on the spot and easily surrendered this elite force of more than 4,000 people.

Together with the more than 3,000 soldiers from the eight battalions of the Northern Army and the 1,000 veterans brought from Chenliu, Wang Jing now had 8,000 elite soldiers in his hands, enough to barely fight against Dong Zhuo.

Although the chances of winning are not high, if they dare to risk their lives, it will be enough to inflict serious damage to Dong Zhuo's Xiliang soldiers.

With such confidence, Wang Jing immediately mobilized troops and went to Shangdongmen to support Ren Jun and Dong Hao.

At this time, the lights were on at the Upper East Gate, and the two armies were confronting each other. Ren Jun and Han Hao occupied the city gate and prepared powerful crossbows and arrows, ready for battle.

Dong Min rode on his horse and shouted angrily at the watchtower on the city wall: "Open the door for me! Otherwise, I will kill you all!"

Behind Dong Min, thousands of Xiliang warriors shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky: "Open the gate, or else no one will be spared!"

Just as a conflict was about to break out between the two sides, a domineering phoenix cry resounded through the sky, and a figure appeared on the battlements without anyone noticing.

"Dong Sanpang, who gave you the courage to shout and kill my people?"

"It's you! The Northern General!"

Dong Min recognized Wang Jing at a glance. Not long ago, his nephew Dong Huang had several teeth knocked out by Wang Jing in the street, and even several of his followers died. Therefore, the two enemies were particularly jealous when they met: "So it was you who was behind this!"

"Don't say such harsh words. You sent people to bribe Lu Bu, wanting to kill Ding Yuan and take advantage of the situation to annex his 4,000 Bingzhou strong soldiers. Don't you allow me to stalk the cicada while the oriole is behind?"

Wang Jing was in a good mood tonight, as he had a good harvest. He talked to Dong Min for a few more words: "Lü Bu has already gone back to report to Dong Zhuo via Kaiyang Gate. Do you want to stay and have supper with me, or go back to take a shower and go to bed?"

"Very good, you have guts!"

Dong Min knew at this time that Ding Yuan's former subordinates had already joined Wang Jing. It was meaningless for him to continue knocking on the door. He could only lead his men back the same way. But before leaving, he still said something harsh: "Wang Jing, this matter is not over yet. Let's wait and see!"

"You're the only one who talks too much nonsense, right?"

Wang Jing raised his hand and shot an arrow, directly shooting off Dong Min's helmet, causing his greasy long hair to flutter in the wind and he fell off his horse.

This scene frightened Dong Min's men so much that they quickly protected him in the center: "Quick, protect the commander of the carriage!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

In the end, under Wang Jing's gaze, Dong Min's troops fled from the Upper East Gate in a panic and disappeared into the night.

And this night, many people are destined to have difficulty falling asleep.

(End of this chapter)