Seeing that his brother looked uninterested, Han Xin thought that he was just exhausted from the long journey.
So he stopped talking and did not keep him talking any longer. Instead, he personally sent the man to an empty pavilion in the city and let Lu Bu rest first.
Lu Bu was always listless, so he just let this cheap brother misunderstand him. After taking a bath and changing his clothes, he lay on the soft couch he hadn't seen for a long time, letting his mind drift away.
But thinking too much strained his energy, and his body was exhausted from the military journey. He kept thinking but couldn't come to any conclusion, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
When I woke up, it was already late at night.
Lu Bu sat up in a daze, not knowing where he was for a moment. However, the person reading at the desk with a lamp outside the curtain had already noticed the movement of him getting up.
Han Xin left the map without hesitation, which had just fascinated him and made him ponder.
He turned around, took a few steps, and lifted the curtain neatly.
The bright candlelight rushed into the room, blinding Lu Bu's still squinting eyes.
"Brother, are you awake?"
Han Xin was fully focused on deploying the army and fighting. He was considerate of his brother's fatigue from the journey and asked him to lie on the couch for a long time. How could he care about the fact that his brother was still sleepy and had dull eyes
It was always Lu Bu who pulled him hard, but this time it was Han Xin's turn who was in high spirits and burst out with his supernatural power. He pulled the big brother to the low table and gestured with great energy at the map with dim ink and unclear handwriting.
Lu Bu had a solemn expression, and seemed to be listening attentively, nodding in agreement from time to time... But in fact, his eyes were distracted and he was not awake at all.
It was not until Han Xin had spoken for half a cup of tea that he came back to his senses.
This Chu army is really weird.
Lu Bu moved his butt uncomfortably, secretly complaining: Otherwise, why would that fool and old man Fan, the vicious old fox Chen, and even the military genius Han Xin who knew best that he was not smart, all prefer to drag him to talk
Fortunately, Han Xin was okay. He just had to pretend to listen and nod perfunctorily occasionally.
Unlike that fool Xiang, who always forced him to come up with ideas and made him rack his brains.
Considering that this cheap brother treated him well on weekdays, although Lu Bu was made sleepy by these words, he still reluctantly continued to put on the serious expression he used to fool Chen Gongtai in the past, and listened inattentively.
When Han Xin, who was usually taciturn but talkative when discussing strategy, finally began to summarize what he had just said, Lu Bu, who had missed most of it, had difficulty keeping up.
Suddenly, he caught some key information. His ears moved and he wondered, "Why are we going to the plain?"
Xiang Yu divided his troops into three parts, and the main forces and elite troops of the two parts all went to Zhao. Why should they join in the fun
Han Xin was slightly startled, and explained: "This is the king's order."
Although the next instruction has not yet arrived, King Xiang's intention in ordering him to capture Chaoge as soon as possible must be not to attack with the main force, but to go west to sweep Luoyang.
Ordering him to stay where he is and wait for orders clearly shows that the latter is the most likely scenario.
Lu Bu shook his head, without even glancing at the map, he just dragged the sand table out from under the low table. Seeing that it was already crowded with things, he couldn't help but glance at Han Xin first.
Han Xin nodded without hesitation. He also wiped it out without hesitation and calmly rearranged it according to his own ideas.
Although he was not good at manipulating people and suffered many losses at the hands of those cunning strategists, he was very adept at fighting alone or deploying troops.
Moreover, in his previous life, he had trained for war, fought on the battlefield, and experienced combat for more than twenty years. The lessons learned were unforgettable. How could he have forgotten them all in less than a year
He couldn't say about the Nanyue and Bashu areas, but he had already thoroughly explored the terrain of the Central Plains and knew it by heart.
No matter how frequently the emperor changes, the topography of mountains, rivers and other places remains unchanged for hundreds of years. At most, some passes will change.
Under Han Xin's gaze of surprise, Lu Bu, who was concentrating intently on the simple sand table, remained unaware of the situation.
His thoughts became clearer and his hands moved faster and faster as his thoughts progressed.
—Why should he take the time and trouble to look at that map
The unique memory of the previous life is the best map in the world.
Lu Bu completed the task in one go and clearly presented a completely different idea on the sand table, which immediately attracted Han Xin's full attention.
In Lu Bu's opinion, the elite troops of Chu State transferred to the battlefield in Qi were already saturated.
It's just a matter of killing Zhang Er, who has not yet established his foothold, and eliminating his useless minions. Why is it necessary to attack from three directions at the same time
Unless that foolish king gets kicked in the head by a donkey again and does those immoral things like massacring cities and forcing the people to rebel, it will be easy to kill a chicken with this butcher knife.
Why add Han Xin to the mix
It would be better for Han Xin to lead the Guanzhong army all the way north, pass through Handan, take Yanxian, and rush to Xiangguo, the old capital of Changshan.
He divided the troops into another group, led by his deputy general Li Zuoche, who was quite capable of serving him, to return to Shangdang, pass along the Taihang Mountains, and finally go out of Changshan through Quxing and go south to attack Xiangguo.
The Zhao army would certainly be unable to withstand the joint attack from the north and the south on Changshan, while the Qi State to the south was fighting with the main force of the Chu army and was completely unable to provide support.
By restraining both sides in this way, Zhang Er can be forced to choose one of the two. He cannot have both, so he will lose one.
As for the two countries of Yan and Dai, they are easier to deal with.
If that fox named Chen is useless and fails to persuade Zhao Xie, Dai and Yan will send troops to aid Qi and Zhao... Li Zuoche will lead tens of thousands of Chu soldiers to garrison at Quxingkou. Even if they don't go south to attack Zhaodu, they can still block some of the reinforcements from the north.
Han Xin's eyes lit up at Lu Bu's plan.
My dear brother and he are truly the most tacit people in this world.
However, thinking about it, considering the difficulty of implementation, he sighed helplessly and explained: "To be honest, what you think is exactly the same as what I thought at the beginning, but the king..."
According to his understanding of King Xiang, King Xiang always liked to concentrate his forces to attack one place and did not like to fight on multiple fronts.
Qi and Zhao are the two most extensive territories with the largest number of soldiers, and they pose the greatest threat. King Xiang would have wanted to annihilate them first and then move on, rather than opening up battlefields everywhere.
Although my virtuous brother is here and may be able to persuade the king to change his mind, the time it takes to send messengers back and forth would delay the opportunity to fight. It would be better for us to follow King Xiang's military orders from the very beginning.
Han Xin also knew that if he marched according to King Xiang's plan, the destruction of the allied forces was inevitable, but it would only be a little delayed.
Thinking of this, he chose to obey silently.
After hearing what Han Xin said, Lu Bu's eyes, which had been wide open in confusion, suddenly turned and he smiled slyly.
This is not easy to handle!
The next moment, Lu Bu proudly pulled out the thing from his waist, and threw it heavily onto the low table with a "slap". He raised his chin and boasted, "Brother Han, do you recognize this thing?"
Han Xin was startled by his sudden action. He took a closer look and was even more shocked: "Your Majesty, you almost never leave your Longyuan sword. How did it end up in your hands?"
Although Xiang Yu was proficient in many weapons, the one he loved most and was also the most famous was the Overlord Spear, which drank the most blood, was so heavy that it took several people to lift it, and could only be wielded freely by the Overlord.
Under the Overlord Spear is the Longyuan Sword in front of you.
Last time, my dear brother used this Longyuan sword to act on behalf of the king and was able to intimidate hundreds of thousands of defenders. Although most of it was due to the power of that arrow, Longyuan also made an indelible contribution.
If someone were to be given the Dragon Abyss Sword, it would be kept with great care. If it were to be worn daily, it would also have to be worn with extreme caution to prevent it from getting bumped or stolen by a daring thief.
How could Han Xin have imagined that when the Longyuan Sword fell into the hands of his brother, it would really be just a sword.
During the best months of his previous life, Lu Bu had all sorts of rare treasures and peerless weapons to choose from. He had already developed a very discerning eye.
He felt that the weight of Long Yuan was just right, unlike ordinary long swords which felt light in his hand. Every time he swung it, he felt like he was punching cotton, and he couldn't use any of his strength.
Now that he had the rather heavy Longyuan sword in his hand, which could cut through iron like mud, he was happy to give the ordinary sword that he no longer valued to the guards around him.
Not only did he wear the Longyuan Sword on his waist every day, he also used it without hesitation.
If Han Xin had not looked embarrassed, he would not have even thought of the more important symbol of the Longyuan Sword.
Seeing that even a calm and steady Han Xin was surprised by the gift from this fool, Lü Bu was even more proud, with his mouth corners raised high and eyebrows curved, saying: "After seeing this, brother, you don't still think this is difficult to accomplish, right?"
Han Xin: “…”
Lu Bu was indeed full of confidence at this moment.
After all, that fool had said it himself a while ago that unless it was an important matter involving the central government, it would need to be discussed first. For ordinary matters, he could make the decision on his own, and he only needed to tell him a word.
Commanding the Guanzhong Army to march northwards should not be a difficult task.
He happily stretched out his hand and slapped the low table with a firm slap, making a deafening sound. He said with great pride, "Today, I am the master!"
Han Xin was accustomed to his brother calling him "Laozi" when he was excited. He just smiled and didn't frown at all.
Even though he knew that his brother was deeply trusted by the king, he had never dared to imagine that King Xiang, who was suspicious and nepotistic, would actually trust his brother to the point of having no reservations.
Han Xin stared at the Longyuan Sword lying quietly on the table and began to think seriously.
Lu Bu was still mumbling: "When my brother and the chariot each send their troops north, I will not follow them."
Han Xin was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and asked in confusion: "Brother, do you want to..."
Lu Bu snorted with a smile, his eyes bright, "Brother, have you forgotten that Peng the Rat, who was beaten and fled by you, and Chen the Rat, who I didn't even touch before Pengcheng that day and who didn't know where he went, have never been seen? Those two rats have been missing for such a long time, they must have been short of food and soldiers, and they hate the Chu army so much that they will definitely not let go of the passage for the Chu army to transport food and grass."
He could sit in the center of the army and arrange the troops in battle formation like this cheap guy, but he really didn't have the patience.
If you really want to fight a battle that is enjoyable, you still have to chase and fight while moving around.
If we want to wage guerrilla warfare, quality is more important than quantity.
The extra soldiers were just right for the military genius in front of him who believed that more was better.
The more Lu Bu thought about it, the more suitable it seemed.
Thinking back to the Bingzhou cavalry he led, their notorious killing reputation was known throughout the world, and even the well-informed fat thief Dong was very concerned about it.
Coming here hundreds of years ago, even if he couldn't make a name for himself by defeating Peng and Chen, who were not well-known at the time, at least he could have a good fight!
Besides, once the world is settled, he will leave.
Although Xiang Yu was a very simple-minded man, he was really kind to him.
Lu Fengxian had always been a generous person, so he simply showed mercy and helped the fool who was about to get into trouble without anyone to take care of him... and asked him to do a little more work.
"We need to be flexible this time when we wait for an opportunity." Lu Bu made calculations while making neat arrangements: "I will only keep 3,000 soldiers from the Xianzhen Camp, and the remaining 2,000 and the 50,000 Western Army will be handed over to Brother Han."
Brother Han, for the first time ever, showed a shocked expression as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, and remained silent for a long time.
What shocked him more than the fact that his brother took the initiative to request a reduction in the military force was the obvious implication in his words.
How could this be the brother who always acts in a bold and decisive manner, loves to charge into battle, dares to rush forward alone in the face of tens of thousands of enemy soldiers, and always clamors for fighting and killing
Besides, the job of escorting food and fodder has always been known to be thankless.
"My dear brother," Han Xin looked at his dear brother in silence for a long time. He really couldn't see any signs of fever or drunkenness in him. After hesitating for a while, he still cautiously suggested: "You should... take a rest."