Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 810 Liu Bian Returns to Jiangdong

For ten days in a row, the flying pigeons in Jiangdong kept sending letters to the Huainan military camp, and Liu Bian's face became more and more ugly day by day.

There was a depressing atmosphere in the big tent. For ten days, Liu Bian's eyes were bloodshot, the bags under his eyes were even darker, and his face was haggard.

Liu Bowen, who watched this scene, sighed in his heart. He really didn't know whether it was joy or sorrow when the king was so affectionate. Then he sighed helplessly and carefully cupped his hands: "My lord, now the entire river has been blocked, and the thieves will definitely stay in the east of the river. Now the war A stalemate is not as good as the king temporarily returning to Jiangdong to preside over the overall situation."

When he said this, Liu Bowen's eyes kept pointing to Yue Fei who was on the side. After seeing this, Yue Fei hurriedly cupped his fists and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the general will lead the three armies to guard the camp."

Liu Bian, who was already in a state of confusion, heard a flash of light in his eyes when he heard the word "return to Jiangdong." He nodded without hesitation and said, "Okay, return to Jiangdong alone, and the army will be handed over to Pengju and Bowen."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will guarantee the safety of the army."

Just now he made up his mind to return to Jiangdong, but Liu Bian thought of the current stalemate in the war situation, couldn't help but sighed deeply and waved his hands decadently: "Just make sure the army is safe, as for Lu Bu, he will break it down after he returns alone."

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Looking at the king who was eager to go home, Liu Bowen also sighed in his heart. Now the king is so preoccupied that he can't take care of the war. Even at the front line, he may cause unnecessary disputes because of his moodiness. Going back to Jiangdong is the best way he can think of now.

Yue Fei was also afraid that his king would be furious and summon the soldiers of the three armies to attack Lu Jun's camp. At that time, the attack and defense would be reversed, and with the large number of cavalry under Lu Bu's command, he would definitely suffer heavy losses.

In the end, after the general's affairs in the army were properly arranged, Liu Bian rushed back to the land of Jiangdong in a hurry. Such a big event must not be hidden, and Lu Bujun did not miss this opportunity.

The army began to move out frequently, but they did not launch a strong attack. It was just countless rangers shooting letters to persuade them to surrender. There were even rumors among the Jiangdong Army.

It is said that Liu Bian was afraid of Wu Wang Lu Bu, and why he fled back to Jiangdong and abandoned the soldiers of the three armies.

Moreover, Liu Bian did return to Jiangdong, and there were so many eyes in the barracks that he couldn't hide, so Liu Bian left with great fanfare.

However, the name was a stalemate in the war, and Liu Bian returned to Jiangdong to prepare food and grass on the grounds that he would return soon.

In any case, Liu Bian did return to Jiangdong, and the rumors and rumors will be nothing for a while. As time goes by, this will definitely shake the morale of the army.

On the fifth day after Liu Bian left, Yue Fei in the tent of the Chinese Army frowned and sighed, "Military Master, Lu Jun has been dispatching troops frequently these days. .”

There is still a word that is not said, that is, the morale of the army is not stable. It is true that the opponent this time is facing an unimaginable existence.

Seeing Yue Fei's frowning look, Liu Bowen shook his head calmly, "The general can send an order to the three armies. Your Majesty has prepared the first batch of food and supplies, and it will be delivered in five days. Then it is reported that the food for the three armies will be doubled."

When Liu Bowen said this, the corners of Liu Bowen's mouth curled up into a faint smile, "In this way, the morale of the army will be as stable as Mount Tai, and at least the morale of the three armies will not be frustrated for more than a month."

After hearing Liu Bowen's ingenious plan, Yue Fei's brows gradually brightened, but he still hesitated and said: "Military division, there are 50 soldiers of the three armies, and every day is a bottomless pit.

Yue Fei was a little hesitant when he said this. As the commander-in-chief of the three armies, he was very aware of the importance of food and grass. It's not that big.

This is 50 mouths, how could Liu Bowen not know, he couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "The general has no other choice. When the king is here, Lu Bu is a heavy burden on the hearts of the soldiers of the three armies." The mountain, not to mention that the king is not here now."

This is the only way to stabilize the morale of the three armies. Morale and food can be said to be regardless of the situation, and the current situation is that even if the food can be doubled, morale needs to be guaranteed.

It is not a lie that Liu Bian went back to Jiangdong to prepare food and grass this time, but the more important thing is to find out the whereabouts of the thief.

In Lu Jun's camp, all the generals gathered together and looked at their king excitedly. Liu Bian was afraid that their king would return to Jiangdong.

The so-called rumors can sometimes even deceive their own people, and at this time Lu Jun is so proud that everyone is so proud.

Liu Bian, the king of Wu in Jiangdong, feared that his king's troops would be overwhelmed, so he left the soldiers of the three armies and ran back to Jiangdong alone.

Hengdao immediately sat on the commander-in-chief Lu Bu squinted at the arrangement of both sides on the sand table, and all the generals in the army looked at him fiercely.

On the black Chinese clothes, there is an exquisite dragon embroidered with gold thread, not angry and majestic, and the table in the bridge hole with light knuckles makes crisp sounds.

Seeing all the generals being very excited at this scene, it seems that their king is in a good mood today, and immediately someone stepped out and clasped his fists and shouted: "My lord, the two armies have not yet started fighting, so the little Liu Bian fled back in a hurry in fear of the majesty of the king. Jiangdong, the last general thought it was time to storm the Jiangdong camp."

"That's right, Your Majesty, the last general thinks it's feasible. Even the boy Liu Bian has fled back to Jiangdong. Now the enemy's 50 troops are panicked. The last general calls for a fight!"

"The end will fight!"

One by one, they are constantly clasping their fists and gearing up excitedly. This is a monstrous achievement. From ancient times to the present, how many battles can there be in which the strength of the enemy and the enemy can reach one million?

The battle of millions of troops, showing off their talents a little bit is something they can be proud of in their entire lives.

Seeing the mood of the generals asking for battle, Lu Bu smiled slightly, his morale was good, but his eyes drifted to Yang Lin and Zhou Yu, who were the leaders on the left and right.

Yang Lin is dressed in a military uniform, although his hair is white, but the aura of calmness and self-prestige does not show his oldness at all, but gives people a spirit that is even old enough to fight.

The wrought copper battle armor, a pair of black and white horizontal eyebrows reveal a sense of majesty, and one hand is even more mighty holding the sword at the waist.

The silver armor and silver helmet worn by Zhou Yu on the right are even more heroic, and the confident smile on his handsome face from time to time gives people the feeling of an elegant Confucian general.

Seeing Lu Bu's gaze, the two clasped their fists together, but Yang Lin looked at Zhou Yu first, while Zhou Yu smiled modestly and kept silent, as if saying that the old general would speak first.

Being polite and courteous, with Zhou Yu's current status, he still has the qualifications. It is rare to be able to maintain such a humble attitude nowadays. Yang Lin couldn't help but smiled in relief, and the white beard stroking his chin couldn't help but sighed that the level of good ministers and generals under the king's account is not high. Poor hegemony can be expected.

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