pappabearbooks Chapter 72 Lü Bu Seizes the Horse
Chapter 72 Lü Bu Seizes the Horse
Chapter 74 Lü Bu Seizes the Horse
"!"
"Where's the white horse I brought?!"
In the dense forest.
Having just struck and wounded Sui Gu, Lü Bu saw his father leading a group of cavalry, vowing to seek revenge on Wang De, who had seized their manor.
He was extremely excited.
Lianlian then turned and went down the mountain, attempting to ride his white horse and follow his father to reclaim the manor together.
just.
After descending the mountain, he searched for a long time at the spot where he had tied up his white horse, but he couldn't find it anywhere.
on the ground.
Only large areas of branches and leaves remained, showing signs of being trampled.
Seeing this scene.
Lu Bu was stunned for a long time, as if he had thought of something, and he finally reacted.
Lu Bu couldn't help but start cursing.
"You son of a bitch!"
"Damn Song Xian, he always knows how to flatter my father!"
"You didn't teach me to include your father's horses as spoils of war, did you?"
""
He launched into a tirade of profanities.
Lu Bu forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, looked around, and paced back and forth in the valley.
He tried to find another horse so he could keep up with his father's pace.
only...
All the horses captured this time were taken away by Lü Ping during his raid.
In a short time.
He had no other horse!
Just as Lü Bu was in despair and even prepared to walk back, hoping to intercept a nag on the road,
suddenly.
Ahead, the sound of horses galloping incessantly.
Lu Bu looked up.
All I can see is that...
A Han army of over three hundred men, all on horseback, was heading towards the valley, carrying a large banner bearing the character "Li".
As the cavalry galloped along.
The sandstorm swept across the sky, obscuring the view.
It seemed that they had noticed Lü Bu, who was standing on the outskirts of the valley, holding a long spear and carrying a bow and arrows.
This cavalry, which originally intended to charge straight towards the entrance of the valley, was stopped by the leader's soft shout.
They immediately changed direction and headed towards Lü Bu's direction.
He then noticed that this group of riders carrying banners bearing the character "Li" were actually rushing towards him.
Lu Bu did not flinch at all; there was no fear on his face.
On the contrary.
He, who had just been lamenting his lack of a horse, seemed to have thought of something and was now staring intently at the horse ridden by the leader.
The horse was entirely red and looked incredibly robust.
Facing Lü Bu, the cavalrymen carrying the banner with the character "Li" on it did not slow down at all.
One hundred and fifty steps!
100 steps!
Fifty steps!
The two sides are getting closer and closer.
Just as they were about to collide with Lü Bu, the middle-aged man at the head of the group slightly raised his hand.
The cavalry all reined in their horses at the same time, and the horses quickly slowed down, eventually coming to a stop in front of Lü Bu.
The middle-aged man first looked up and listened carefully, but it seemed that there were no sounds of fighting in the mountains at this time.
He finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The middle-aged man, with an indifferent expression, lowered his head slightly and looked down at the young man below with a hint of disdain.
Seeing that Lü Bu was not wearing the armor typical of the Han army, he asked in a cold voice.
"That man."
"Who are you! How long have you been here?! Has a fight broken out in the mountains...?"
only...
Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking...
Lu Bu, who had long coveted the horse he was riding, slowly approached, taking advantage of the moment Lu Bu spoke.
He grabbed the horse's head, slapped it hard, and leaped up, flipping himself onto the horse's back.
This caused the crimson horse to neigh in pain.
then.
It gave the middle-aged man almost no chance to react.
Lu Bu then punched the middle-aged man several times in the face, causing him to bleed profusely from his nose and lose consciousness.
Seeing the middle-aged man in the lead lose consciousness, Lü Bu sneered, picked him up with one hand, and then spurred his horse.
The horse, which had just been slapped, was now incredibly docile and galloped off into the distance.
They rushed off towards Jiuyuan City.
This happened too fast and was too outrageous.
So much so that neither Li Hong, the middle-aged man who was beaten, nor the group of men who followed him, could react in time.
Until Lü Bu, holding Li Hong hostage, galloped away on horseback.
The group of men finally realized what was happening and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Then, after a few shouts, he quickly turned around and caught up with Lü Bu.
even.
Since Li Hong, who was in charge, was still in Lü Bu's hands, they didn't even dare to fire arrows, but only tried their best to follow.
A large group of cavalrymen who had finally managed to arrive followed Lü Bu, turned around again, and galloped wildly towards Jiuyuan City.
"What?!"
"You mean, Wang Ren, with three hundred trusted followers and in league with hundreds of bandits from the Wula Mountains, is currently holed up in the mountains, preparing to ambush Lü Ping?!"
Inside the government office.
It was already late at night.
Looking at the middle-aged scholar Zhao Yan who had suddenly arrived, Wang Yun, who had just put down the improved Cai Lun paper, was filled with anger.
Even Shen Pei, who had just settled Sun Jian and his group of Wu men, was completely astonished.
After all, it was Zhao Yan who had previously reported that bandits from the Wula Mountains were robbing people outside the mountains, and it was also this person who had taken the initiative to come to our door and expose this matter.
The changes in the expressions of the two men as they faced the king.
The middle-aged scholar Zhao Yan's lips trembled slightly, but he lowered his head slightly and responded softly.
"Indeed!"
Before the two could ask any further questions...
Zhao Yan lowered his head again and whispered a reminder.
"This whole affair was planned by my young master and Yan together."
"If things proceed as planned..."
"My young master is fickle and indecisive; he probably hasn't had a chance to make a move yet."
"If Fang Bo sends troops now, it might still be in time to rescue Lü Zizhi."
This person had just finished speaking.
Wang Yun glared at the man, then quickly went outside, summoned a servant, and gave him some instructions.
Watching the attendant leave quickly, Wang Yun turned and went inside.
Upon seeing the somewhat unfamiliar middle-aged scholar before him, Shen Pei frowned deeply, his face full of doubt.
"Your name is Zhao Yan?"
"When you came to deliver the message before, Zizhi had some doubts and asked me to inquire about your whereabouts."
"I don't understand."
"Since this ambush was planned by you and Wang Renyi together..."
Why are you informing us of this now?
As he spoke, Shen Pei earnestly advised him again.
"You seem to have a clear mind and are well-versed in classical texts. As a scholar with a bright future, why would you willingly submit to Wang Zhi, a member of a eunuch's clan with a tarnished reputation?!"
Upon hearing this...
The middle-aged scholar Zhao Yan merely raised his eyes slightly, enduring the pain in his abdomen.
He glanced at Shen Pei with a mocking look, then lowered his head again and spoke indifferently.
"What's the use of studying?! A bright future, if it's just a mirage, what's the difference between having nothing and not having any at all?!"
"Yan Yuan was originally just a down-on-his-luck scholar. Approaching thirty, he remained unmarried and childless due to poverty."
"It was thanks to the promotion of my master that I was appointed as a minor official in the government office with a rank of 300 shi (a unit of dry measure), mainly in charge of the salt and iron trade."
"From then on, they made a fortune every year just from the salt and iron business, which supported the entire family."
"Only then could I acquire wives and concubines, enabling my mother to eat meat at every meal, and transforming my clansmen, who were so poor they had to share their trousers, into powerful and influential figures."
"Without Lord Wang, how could Yan be where he is today?"