My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 50 Either Stupid or Evil

胜！

Big win!

As the middle-aged scholar Zhao Yan faced the approaching Lü Ping and Lü Bu, father and son, he was filled with fear and fled first.

After losing their commander, the 150 black-clad cavalrymen scattered and hastily left behind 30 or 40 corpses before fleeing to other places!

The scene was in complete chaos.

Holding a long spear, Lü Ping, along with Wei Yue and Cao Xing who had just gathered beside him, rallied the county soldiers. They did not seek to kill the black-clad cavalry, but only tried to seize a few good horses from them.

After all... the embarrassing situation of having to share a horse with two people when we first arrived, due to the lack of horses, is still fresh in my mind.

Having just heard Cheng Lian's words.

Song Xian, who was originally by Lü Bu's side, now had a glint in his eye. Seeing the chaos of the battle, he led two or three wandering knights and took the initiative to move closer to Lü Ping.

His movements were inconspicuous and didn't attract much attention.

However... he was extremely shameless. As soon as he arrived, he took the position next to Lü Ping, pushing Cao Xing, who was originally guarding this spot, straight out.

This drew sidelong glances from Wei Yue and Cao Xing.

Although he was not familiar with Song Xian, Song Xian's behavior was so obvious that Wei Yue immediately guessed what the man was thinking.

However, he had already made contributions this time, so he couldn't be bothered to pay any attention to Song Xian.

As for Cao Xing, who already disliked Song Xian and had had many conflicts with him before, he glared angrily at the man when he saw him take his place.

Song Xian seemed not to hear this. With a smile on his face, he whispered a few words of loyalty to Lü Ping.

Seeing that Lü Ping seemed unwilling to speak, he wisely shut his mouth, gripped his sword tightly, looked around, and appeared loyal and protective of Lü Ping, shielding him from bullets and arrows.

Judging from Song Xian's behavior.

Cao Xing, due to his excessive bravery, was momentarily stunned, thinking that he was genuinely concerned about Lü Bo. His anger instantly dissipated.

Wei Yue, who was standing next to Lü Bu and had also listened to Cheng Lian's words, was alarmed when he saw that Song Xian had unknowingly moved to Lü Bu's side.

He cursed inwardly.

"Damn it! That damned Song Xian!"

"Damn, that's conspicuous! You even managed to find an opportunity!"

"No way! I need to find something to do too, so I can impress Uncle Lü!"

Thinking this way.

He quickly gripped the reins tightly, straightened up, and looked around, searching for an opportunity to strike.

However... he didn't see the fighter jets, but he did see Cai Yong, who was on the outer perimeter, looking somewhat disheveled but still eagerly anticipating the battle.

Seeing Cai Yong's appearance, he recalled how arrogant and pretentious this man had been in front of his master, Lü Bu, and how Lü Bu had often said in private that he didn't want to become an apprentice.

Wei Xu's eyes lit up immediately.

He quickly approached Lü Bu, who was trying to get closer to his father, tugged at Lü Bu's sleeve, and whispered.

"Fengxian".

"Fengxian".

He was much older than Lü Bu, and they were related by blood, having known each other since childhood. Their relationship was much closer than that of the wandering knights, so he addressed him by his courtesy name directly.

Lu Bu turned his head in confusion.

"you say..."

"The battle is chaotic right now. How about we go and kill that pedantic scholar who looked down on Lü Bo before, and vent Lü Bo's anger?"

As he spoke, Wei Yue seemed to have come up with such a good idea for himself, his face beaming with joy as he whispered his thoughts.

"If anyone asks later, just say you were mistakenly killed by those bandits during the war. That way, Fengxian, you won't need to become a disciple of that pedantic scholar and learn any sutra-turning rituals!"

"What do you think of this brilliant idea, Fengxian?!"

Upon hearing this...

Lu Bu was taken aback. He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes showing a thoughtful expression.

Cheng Lian, who was standing right next to Lü Bu and heard all of these words, was immediately shocked.

He looked up at Wei Yue, who was barely related to his own Lü Bo and was beaming with joy, eagerly awaiting Lü Bu's reaction. His eyes were full of doubt.

He was momentarily confused. Was Wei Yue truly stupid, or truly malicious? Did he really intend to use Brother Lü as a weapon to harm his own Uncle Lü?!

Thinking this way.

He then went to observe Lü Bu's expression.

When he discovered that Brother Lü seemed to have really taken Wei Xu's words to heart, and even looked thoughtful, he realized that Brother Lü was actually listening to him.

In a short time.

Cheng Lian was even more shocked!

......

Time passed slowly.

A silvery edge has already risen on the horizon, and soon that silvery edge will burst into a round sun.

The war has ended.

The roadside weeds were mixed with a light dew and thick, dark blood.

The wounded soldiers, taking advantage of the fact that the sun had not yet fully risen and there were not many villagers on the road, hurriedly began to clean up the battlefield.

On a small slope.

Lü Ping, Shen Pei, Cai Yong, and others stood together, whispering about something.

Perhaps he was too embarrassed to put on airs after being saved twice by Lü Ping, or perhaps it was because he was facing Shen Pei Shen Zhengnan, a young man from a prominent family in Wei Commandery who had already become a junior official in the Court of Imperial Sacrifices, or perhaps he had been lectured by his own ten-year-old daughter in a presumptuous manner.

In any case, with the support of many factors.

Little Cai Yan, along with her father Cai Yong (who had witnessed the entire battle) and her mother who had finally calmed down, bowed and thanked Lü Ping and Shen Pei in front of them.

Cai Yong, after all, was a well-known figure.

Even the prefect of a county with a salary of two thousand shi (a unit of grain measurement) who was a member of a family of eunuchs had to invite people to the banquet.

Even though they had previously discussed Cai Yong's emotional intelligence in private, Lü Ping and Shen Pei dared not be presumptuous in the face of Cai Yong's thanks. They quickly helped the group up and comforted them gently.

On one hand, he said that the reception was inappropriate and that the humble man had disturbed the great scholar, and on the other hand, he invited Cai Yong to go to the government office in the city to meet Wang Yun, the prince tutor.

They made no mention of the cause of this disaster, either in their words or in their speech.

Cai Yong and Cai Bojie, having been rescued and feeling indebted to the man, could only nod and agree. For a time, the small hillside appeared quite harmonious.

Only after the battle was over did a servant with an excellent bearing and who clearly came from a noble family step forward to report, interrupting everyone's conversation.

Since Shen Pei was only nominally employed by the Court of Imperial Sacrifices and did not hold any official position in Bingzhou, the young attendant addressed him simply as "Lord Shen."

"Judgment of the ruler!"

"Twenty-seven enemy soldiers were killed and eighteen were wounded."

"We captured over fifty swords, of which forty-seven were intact and usable; we also seized a considerable number of horses, a total of fifty-three, all of which were usable!"

"What about us?" Shen Pei frowned slightly.

Thirteen dead, fifteen wounded.

The attendant who came to report paused for a moment, then added something else.

"This number does not include the wandering knights who were engaged in martial arts there."

"Four or five of those wandering knights must have been killed or wounded as well."