This doctor named Han was of low rank and had little influence. Even though he had been serving Xiang Yu for more than a year, he was not taken seriously.
Although he could tell from a glance that this brave man who came with a letter of surrender seemed to have some extraordinary qualities, he did not know his background after all.
They would not just lead someone to General Xiang without hesitation - especially since the other party had been anxious and irritable in recent days because of the matter of entering the pass, and it was easy for him to get into trouble.
So he was a little more tactful and headed towards the military tent where Fan Zeng was.
Although he was alone in the unfamiliar Chu camp, Lu Bu remained calm and relaxed.
All he could think of was that although there were many people in the camp, it seemed that none of them could stand up to him.
Even if they had a disagreement, it would not be difficult for him to break through and leave.
Lu Bu wanted to have a chat with Doctor Han, but he turned out to be very stolid and indifferent. He was also very frugal with his words when he answered the question, which reminded him of Gao Fuyi, the taciturn man.
"arrive."
Doctor Han muttered something. If it weren't for Lu Bu's extraordinary hearing, he wouldn't have been able to hear him at all.
He stood still and said in a loud voice: "Please inform everyone that a brave man has come to surrender and brought a letter of surrender, asking to see my father."
Yafu? Fan Zeng
Lu Bu came to his senses instantly, but he was not picky. If he couldn't see Xiang Yu, he should be able to achieve his goal as long as he saw Fan Zeng.
Unexpectedly, when the soldier heard their intention, he immediately replied: "My father is not in the tent at the moment, please come back later."
This was certainly not an excuse to shirk responsibility: just after noon, Fan Zeng hurried out of the tent, taking two of his personal followers with him, without telling anyone where he was going.
What a coincidence
Doctor Han was quite surprised. He frowned and looked at Lu Bu with a little embarrassment.
If Lu Bu had read the history books carefully instead of just reading them superficially, he would have been able to guess that Fan Zeng had gone to look for Xiang Zhuang at this time, and his intention was to set up a trap to assassinate Liu Bang at the banquet.
At this moment, he only lamented his bad luck. It was not difficult for him to guess what the doctor was hesitating about. Before he could open his mouth to send him away, he took off the bag on his back, placed it on his right palm, and said straightforwardly: "To be honest with you, doctor, I really have nothing at the moment. This letter of surrender is probably worthless in the eyes of others."
He nodded slightly, signaled with his eyes to Doctor Han who was frowning, and placed his palm on the bundle to try.
Although Doctor Han was skeptical, he put his hand on it without hesitation, and his eyes changed instantly.
He had been in the army for about two years and had killed many enemies with his own hands. Even through several layers of cloth, it was not difficult to feel the touch coming from the palm of his hand, which was the unique contours of human facial features.
—This is a human head.
Lu Bu's tiger eyes had been staring at his expression. After catching the subtle changes, he narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his lips and added: "But in the eyes of General Xiang, it may be worth ten thousand gold."
Doctor Han remained silent.
"Please lead the way, doctor."
Lu Bu spoke again without hesitation.
His confidence was by no means blind, but the result of careful consideration.
The reason why he was concerned about Ying Ziying's head was because he thought of the blood feud between the Xiang family and Qin: first, King Huai of Chu was deceived and died in Qin, then Fu Chu was captured and imprisoned until his death, and in more recent years, both Xiang Yu's grandfather Xiang Yan and his uncle Xiang Liang died in battles against Qin.
As long as Xiang Yu was not a vegetarian and Buddhist, he must have harbored an eternal hatred for the Qin King's bloodline - if you put yourself in his shoes, he hated Liu Bei to the core for cutting off the last chance of survival that he had sought at the cost of his dignity, let alone this sin that had been passed down through the generations.
Doctor Han nodded slightly and stopped asking questions. He simply turned around and walked towards the military tent where Xiang Yu was.
If this man is just ignorant and arrogant, General Xiang will most likely not let him out alive, and he will pay a heavy price.
What I just said was like good words to persuade a dying person. At best, I would be affected by his remaining anger and get scolded.
—If this man really has potential, it would be a good idea to bring him to General Xiang.
In his eyes, the courage to directly ask for a meeting with the furious General Xiang alone is worthy of the word "commendable".
Fan Zeng's military tent was not far from Xiang Yu's. In silence, the two men quickly arrived in front of the tent.
Doctor Han went in personally to report this time. He had no expression on his face before he went in, and when he came out, he still had no expression on his face. He just nodded slightly at Lu Bu and said, "Go in."
Lu Bu nodded generously and was about to go in, but suddenly he remembered that he had not asked the other party's name.
If everything goes well, we might work together for a while, so he asked casually, "Thank you, doctor. May I ask your name?"
Doctor Han obviously thought that they might be colleagues in the future, and tried his best to force a faint smile: "I am General Xiang's halberd-bearing doctor, Han Xin."
As soon as he finished speaking, he nodded, turned around and left.
—Little did he know that Lu Bu's eyes were dull at first, and then he opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and almost blurted out "Fuck it".
How could he have guessed that this taciturn man with a gloomy and dejected look on his face was actually the unparalleled national hero who was highly praised in history books!
As expected of the King of Western Chu, there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers under his command, and you can easily run into an extraordinary figure.
Lu Bu smacked his lips.
After all, he had been a ruthless leader of a certain faction: he had personally killed everyone from the Grand Master to the King of the Former Qin Dynasty to the generals, and now he was even more obsessed with taking the head of Liu Bang, the first emperor of the Han Dynasty. Therefore, after the surprise brought by the unexpected, he quickly came to his senses.
As he strode into the tent, he could not help but think of his difficult past as a commoner who, despite having superb martial arts skills, had to sacrifice his face and acknowledge two adoptive fathers before he could make a name for himself.
In Xiang Yu's case, famous ministers and generals came to him on their own initiative.
—Such a strong contrast is inevitably sad.
The lights in the tent were bright, and a person was sitting quietly with a wine bottle in his hand.
The cup was half full, and the liquid was swaying slightly, as if the writer was pondering something.
This person was at least nine feet tall, and even when he sat upright, he was still very tall. He was not wearing armor, but a black brocade robe, with a black undershirt, embroidered with a roc with spread wings in gold thread. He wore a rhinoceros belt around his waist, with a gold magatama embedded with eight treasures, black cloud leopard head boots, and a fish skin sheath hiding a dragon sword.
Even when he sat quietly without saying a word, his neat clothes could not hide his broad shoulders, slim waist, and muscular ribs.
—What a mighty man!
The only person in the Chu camp who could have such a temperament and awe-inspiring presence was none other than the famous King of Western Chu in history books.
As Lu Bu slowly approached, he slowly moved his eyes up a few inches.
Xiang Yu's face was tanned by the years and was translucent under the candlelight. Looking closely at his face, the most striking thing was not his full forehead, sharp eyebrows, handsome hooked nose, or cold thin lips, but his mysterious black double pupils.
Although it was the first time in his life that he saw what "double pupils" looked like, Lu Bu, who didn't care much about men's appearance, only took a glance and calmly looked away.
He was not good at praising him with eloquent words, and after seeing Xiang Yu's appearance clearly, his only sigh was: This man is not only tall and strong, but also handsome.
—Thinking back then, he was no less bad.
Lu Bu felt proud and couldn't help but push his chest forward.
However, what moved him the most was that when Xiang Yu summoned a stranger who claimed to be a surrenderer in his tent, he did not even leave a single guard.
Acting in this way obviously showed that he was extremely confident in his martial arts and was not afraid at all that the other party had evil intentions and intended to assassinate him.
The corners of Lu Bu's lips rose proudly.
—Ha, when I think about how I was back then, wasn’t I also so cool and carefree
Seeing that he had been looking at him almost rudely during the short period of time since he walked to the middle of the road, Xiang Yu did not get angry, but just let him look at him calmly.
He had been ambitious since he was young, and wanted to learn the skills to be able to defeat ten thousand enemies. When he grew up, he was also very skilled in martial arts. No one in the army could match him. Even Long Ju, Ying Bu and Zhongli Mei, who were the most favored by him, were not his opponents at all.
However, he always cherished talented generals and loved his soldiers.
Lu Bu looked young, but he was dignified and handsome. His every move showed that he was a skilled martial artist, and he immediately gained his admiration.
After Lu Bu bowed and introduced himself, Xiang Yu became more and more satisfied and basically decided to keep him.
Common people have no names, kings and princes have no names, and those who have names are mostly scholars.
There were not many people with the surname Lu among the kings, princes and nobles in the old Warring States period, but it was not rare either. I just don't know which family he came from.
He nodded slightly, motioned for Lu Bu to sit down, and then asked politely, "Why are you here, warrior?"
His voice is low, deep, powerful and piercing.
"I have an irreconcilable feud with Liu Bang of the Han camp," Lu Bu resisted the urge to pick his ears because of the unreasonable itch, and after sitting down, he came straight to the point in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "However, it is difficult for me to take revenge alone, so I am willing to serve General Xiang and fight to the death. I am hereby presenting a letter of surrender, and hope to seek an official position in the army." It would be best if it was an important position that could lead the vanguard to kill Liu Bang.
Xiang Yu had no way of knowing what was in Lu Bu's heart.
He did not tell the specific reason for his grudge against Liu Bang, so Xiang Yu did not ask. He just nodded slightly to show that he knew, and then moved his eyes to the cloth bag that Lu Bu had casually placed on the table in front of him: "Open it."
“Yes.”
Lu Bu responded and pulled the knot on the top of the bundle with a serious face.
… could not be solved.
The two people in the tent obviously did not expect this situation to happen.
Xiang Yu calmly shifted his gaze to Lu Bu.
Lu Bu remained calm, added a little more force, and pulled again. However, perhaps because the knot was tied haphazardly in the beginning, it seemed that he pulled in the wrong direction both times. Not only did it not get untied, it became tighter instead.
—Fuck you!
Lu Bu cursed inwardly this bastard for failing at the crucial moment, but his face showed no sign of it. Instead, he used 60% of his strength when he attacked again.
With a "swish" sound, the very rough and strong cloth was torn apart in an instant by his brute force. Because he used too much force, Ying Ziying's head with wide-open eyes and ferocious expression bounced off a short distance and was about to fall to the ground.
Fortunately, Lu Bu was quick-witted and quick-handed. He did not let it roll to the ground, but hooked it with the tip of his boot, like hooking a football, and it immediately returned to his hand.
Fortunately, the weather wasn't too hot, so I didn't feel bad during these few days. But the smell was definitely not pleasant.
Lu Bu said seriously, "Please have a look, General Xiang."
After all, it was the first time that Xiang Yu received a head as a token of his loyalty, so he resisted the urge to kick the smelly thing away. He slowly blinked his slightly twitching eyelids and stared at it expressionlessly.
—Although the Xiang family had a long-standing feud with the Qin Dynasty, he had never seen Ying Ziying in person, so he could not recognize the identity of this unfortunate man who died with his eyes open.
Lu Bu naturally sensed something in this silence, and immediately took out the golden token he had taken for safety reasons from his bosom, presented it with both hands, and explained concisely: "This is the head of Ying Ziying."
Xiang Yu took a breath.
His eyes were fixed on the gold medal for a moment, and his tone was hard to tell whether he was happy or angry: "Ying Ziying?"
Lu Bu nodded solemnly: "There is only one like this in the world."
Unless Ying Ziying is even more powerful than he was when he was hanged and returned to more than three hundred years ago, and can grow a second one.
However, for some reason, Xiang Yu's next reaction made him completely unsure.
Xiang Yu stared at the token in deep thought for a while, then looked at the head carefully for a few more times, with a subtle expression of disbelief and a bit of confusion on his face...
After pondering for a long time, Xiang Yu seemed to realize that Lu Bu was still waiting patiently, so he said: "You have come a long way to join me, and you must be exhausted. Why don't you take a bath and rest first?"
Lu Bu himself did not expect to be awarded any title on the spot. Moreover, as a lord himself, he knew that the more cautious one was before awarding a title, the more likely the result would be as one wished.
So he readily agreed and was led out of the military tent.
As soon as Lu Bu and his men left, Xiang Yu's face suddenly darkened, and his eyes were filled with rage. He shouted, "Go, quickly invite my father-in-law and..." The word "uncle" was clearly on his lips, but he swallowed it back and stopped himself, "Come here to discuss matters."