My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 30 Song Xian Comes to Join Us

"What, joining the army?!"

"We vagrants can join the army? Don't they only accept men from respectable families?!"

"Brother Lü, please teach us!"

"We also want to stand by Lü Bo's side and kill foreign invaders for him!"

The wandering knights paused only for a moment before hurriedly speaking again.

To know...

Those who came to be wandering knights, following Lu Bu, Cheng Lian and others, were almost all from families with permanent property. Some were so poor that they only had a few pairs of underwear left, while others had their property divided up by their older brothers, leaving them with nothing to inherit. So they could only pick up a sword and go out to be wandering knights.

They were almost all so-called dissolute youths, the kind that no one wanted for a proper military recruitment!

after all...

At present, the Han Dynasty has not yet collapsed. The soldiers that the rulers want are mostly good men from good families who can bring their own horses and weapons. With a little training, they can form a stable fighting force. These good men are obedient and have some savings. When they encounter bandits, they can bravely step forward instead of being routed.

They are much better than those wandering knights who have no worries about the future and only care about fighting all day long!

and so.

Upon hearing that they would have the opportunity to serve under Lu Bo, whose reputation was currently soaring and who was said to be hosting a grand banquet soon, it was hard for these wandering knights not to be excited.

"It's just a chance!"

"My father said that as long as someone is skilled and of good character, you all shouldn't get so excited!"

Seeing the spineless state of these wandering knights, Lü Bu frowned slightly. He spoke loudly, trying to calm them down and tell them not to be so agitated.

only...

He listened to Lü Bu's words.

The group of wandering knights, on the contrary, became even more excited.

After all... if Brother Lü Bu had simply said that anyone could enter and anyone could follow Lü Bo, it would have seemed like empty promises, and they would have been less inclined to believe it. But words that implied competition and selection seemed more like the truth.

Just as this group of wandering knights were making a ruckus.

Slightly outside the garrison.

A group of somewhat familiar figures arrived uninvited.

"Cheng Lian! Is Brother Lü here?"

Upon hearing the somewhat familiar, yet powerful voice, Lü Ping had not yet reacted.

Cao Xing, who was huddled among a group of wandering knights, was the first to regain his senses. He struggled in the crowd, trying to turn his head and look in the direction from which the sound came.

As he turned his head, he muttered a curse under his breath.

"Stop pushing, you idiots! Our Brother Lü isn't going anywhere!"

"The voice outside sounds familiar!"

"Could it be Song Xian, whom we chased away a while ago? Is that old bastard up to cause trouble again?!"

Hearing Cao Xing's curses and the appearance of Song Xian, who was likely to cause trouble again, the group of wandering knights barely managed to regain some peace.

The group of people all turned their heads and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

All I can see is that...

Song Xian, who had been beaten black and blue a few days ago and fled in terror, wishing he could hide in a ditch to avoid being discovered by Lü Bu, had now arrived here with a group of forty or fifty wandering knights armed with spears and clubs.

Then Song Xian appeared.

Lu Bu, who had been feeling depressed, suddenly became excited.

The group of wandering knights beside him, upon seeing Song Xian and the others appear, became slightly more serious, and all turned their heads to look at Lü Bu in the center.

Cheng Lian is not here today.

"But... Bu is here! What? Bu didn't come looking for you, yet you came to us?!"

With a smile on his face, Lü Bu strode towards Song Xian and the others. His hands, hidden in his sleeves, had been clenched into fists the moment Song Xian appeared.

As Lü Bu approached.

Although Lü Bu was alone, Song Xian and the group of wandering knights he brought all showed fear and took a step back in unison.

Lü Bu is getting closer and closer.

Ten steps!

Five steps!

Three steps!

Lu Bu sneered and suddenly threw a punch!

Having been terrified by Lü Bu, Song Xian finally realized what was happening when he saw the punch. He looked fearful and shouted loudly.

"Brother Lü!"

"We've come to seek refuge with you!"

The fist stopped at the tip of his nose.

Lu Bu stared expressionlessly at Song Xian before him.

Faced with the fist in front of him, Song Xian could hardly imagine whether he would die instantly if the punch landed on his face.

He felt as if he had escaped death; his chest heaved rapidly, and he took several breaths before he could barely calm himself down.

Song Xian quickly turned around and called out to the group of wandering knights behind him.

The wandering knights quickly dispersed.

At the very back of their group, two wandering knights were carrying a bamboo basket that looked extremely heavy, walking step by step.

The bamboo basket was placed down heavily.

It produced a clanging, metallic sound.

"This is all our possessions."

Lifting the coarse cloth covering the bamboo basket to reveal the five-zhu coins inside, Song Xian felt a pang of heartache.

Seeing this scene.

Lu Bu took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and turned to wave slightly to the group of wandering knights behind him.

The wandering knights rushed out with delight and accepted the loot they brought.

And behind Lü Bu.

Cao Xing, who had always been at odds with Song Xian, looked at Song Xian's expression with a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

...

"That Wang Zhi is simply going too far!"

"Bang!"

A sound of something hard breaking followed!

This startled Shen Pei and Shen Zhengnan, who had just entered the government office. They immediately drew their swords and rushed into the inner room.

Inside the room.

On the solid wood floor, fragments of a ceramic bowl were scattered haphazardly.

The usually composed Wang Yun was now furious, his face flushed red, and the white beard on his chin trembled with his movements.

"Lord Fang?"

Standing at the door, seeing this scene, Shen Pei reached out and knocked on the wooden door to indicate that he had arrived, and then called out in a low voice.

"Has something happened in the city?"

Wang Yun looked extremely angry. He suppressed his rage and spoke in a low voice to Shen Pei, who had already approached.

"War is approaching, so I've sent men to requisition surplus grain from the surrounding counties to stockpile and distribute it more effectively!"

"Zheng Nan, guess what?"

Shen Pei looked thoughtful and slowly began to speak.

"Is it... that Lord Wang Zhi is disrupting official business because of personal grudges? Could it be... that the surrounding counties received a secret message from Wang Zhi and are disobeying orders? Refusing to transport grain?"

"Of the nine prefectures in Bingzhou, two prefectures have been misled by Wang Zhi. They accepted my documents but have been delaying the delivery of grain!" Wang Yun nodded emphatically, his face full of anger.

"This is official business! It involves war! People will die!"

"What on earth are those officials in Shuofang and Dingxiang prefectures thinking?! They actually believed that eunuch's words!"

As he spoke, he seemed to have thought of something.

Wang Yun's anger grew even stronger.

"and!"

"Zheng Nan, you may not know this, but since Taiyuan Prefecture is where my clan resides, and our clansmen are scattered throughout the area, they were the first to respond upon receiving my document, organizing manpower to send grain to our side in large numbers!"

"The grain supplies were intercepted by a highly organized band of bandits while passing through the Wula Mountains to the south! A raging fire engulfed half the sky!"

"Even... my cousin who came to deliver grain... is dead!"

talking.

Overwhelmed with grief, Wang Yun drew his long sword from his waist and chopped the table in front of him in half!

He shouted sternly.

"Using personal grudges to disrupt public affairs! How unwise of Wang Zhi to do that!"

"I swear I will not rest until I kill Wang Zhi!"