There was no fixed quota for the position of Ji Ji Langzhong, and it was decided according to Xiang Yu's wishes.
So after this appointment, Lu Bu, who was temporarily assigned to this position, was only given a few sets of clothes as his personal soldiers. His temporary bunk next to Han Xin last night was turned into a permanent bunk. After completing these two trips, he took up his post in a brand new outfit and officially became a halberd-bearer in Xiang Yu's tent.
Lu Bu was still brooding over the missed opportunity to take Liu Bang's head. Suddenly reliving his old dream of serving someone else, he felt bored.
Fortunately, Xiang Yu was very proud of his unparalleled martial arts, and except on a few occasions, he usually did not let the halberd bearers stay in the tent and create unnecessary pomp.
Therefore, as the spear-bearing doctors, they were able to move freely in the army, and no one dared to order them around.
Lu Bu, who had no intention of doing any work, was particularly satisfied with this.
Especially compared with his previous adoptive father Dong Zhuo who had the honor of serving him, there was a world of difference between them: Master Dong knew that he was hated by others, so he was cautious in everything and cherished his life very much. Even when going to the toilet, he had to call him like a personal bodyguard and forced him to wait aside and look at the fat buttocks.
"My dear brother," Lü Bu was standing idly by the training ground, lazily crossing his arms and watching the soldiers train, when Han Xin, who had come up behind him at some point, called out his name: "You..."
Lu Bu turned his head absentmindedly: "Hmm?"
Han Xin paused and said, "This shirt is a little short. How about I take you to find someone to make some alterations?"
In the Chu camp, Lu Bu, with a height of more than eight feet and nearly nine feet, stood out from the crowd. The only one who could compare to him was Xiang Yu, who could not find any old clothes of his personal soldiers that would fit him.
Lü Bu spat out a piece of grass in the corner of his mouth without caring and waved his hand: "My clothes are enough for me. I won't bother you, Brother Han."
He really was too lazy to bother with that.
When he was in power in the past, he had worn silk and satin, but he was a soldier after all, and those clothes were cold, light and soft, as if he was wearing nothing. They were not as pleasing to him as the frost-covered armor that could protect him from swords and guns.
But those delicate and tender young ladies like those flashy things, so I just gave them away.
He didn't care about new clothes made of good fabrics, let alone a rough coat worn by someone else. He could only mend it. The weather was getting hotter, and although the clothes were a little shorter, it was a bit rude, but the exposed arms and legs would be cooler, so he might as well just let it be.
Lu Bu narrowed his eyes slightly and cast his gaze again on the soldiers who were training in the field under the scorching sun and sweating profusely, his expression deep and unfathomable.
Tsk tsk.
The more he looked at it, the more he felt satisfied, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise slightly.
—Although everyone on the field worked hard, they had mediocre talent and none of them could last more than three moves under his hands.
Han Xin did not leave even though his good intentions were rejected. After pursing his lips and hesitating for a while, he asked again, "How many words do you know, my dear brother?"
Although Lü Bu was somewhat puzzled by the question, he answered openly: "I haven't counted them, but they are enough for me."
Han Xin seemed to be relieved. He slowly took out a scroll of bamboo slips from his bosom, which he had carefully hidden under his blanket and whose surface he touched was so smooth that it was incomparable. He asked, "Have you ever read this book?"
Lu Bu was a little curious about the thing he suddenly took out. He took a look at it and immediately lost interest: "Thank you, Brother Han. I have read it."
Isn't that Sun Wu's military book? He had read it many times before he became the chief clerk, and he knew the contents by heart, if not by heart.
Han Xin was speechless.
Seeing that Lu Bu had turned his attention back to the soldiers in the field, looking bored, he hesitated for a moment and spoke again: "Brother, do you want to go in and practice?"
After these words were spoken, Lu Bu, who had been standing there watching for a long time and was already itching to try his hand at it, was indeed quite interested.
But before he could agree, he realized something belatedly. He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Han Xin, who had a blank expression on his face.
He just wondered what was so strange - it turned out that Han Xin, who usually answered every ten questions of others and gave him extra favors and answered every ten questions, was taking the initiative to strike up a conversation for the first time ever, and he did it three times!
Feeling uncomfortable under Lü Bu's inquiring tiger eyes, Han Xin coughed lightly and asked, "Brother?"
Lu Bu said "Oh" without commenting, and still couldn't understand why Han Xin behaved so abnormally.
Not to mention Lu Bu, whose understanding of Han Xin was based only on a few dozen cold lines of text in history books and military manuals, and a night of conversation with him, even Han Xin himself did not notice anything abnormal about his own behavior.
—The reason was actually very simple. He was not fond of wine, meat, and beautiful women. He had spent more than two years alone in the Chu army. Finally, there was a person who was talkative and capable and who got along with him and wanted to work with him. They were on duty and lived together, which made him very happy.
But he became much more reserved and taciturn. Even though his whole body was filled with bubbles of joy, for a moment he didn't know how to express his joy except to take the initiative to talk more.
Lu Bu thought about it, but couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to think about it anymore.
Anyway, there were so many things in this world that he couldn't figure out, and the inexplicable cancellation of the Hongmen Banquet was one of them...
Thinking of this, Lu Bu couldn't help but feel bored.
What's so good about this training ground? During the battle between Liu, Guan and Zhang at Hulao Pass, although the three shameless fake brothers went on the field to fight at the same time, which was against the rules, it was precisely because they were three people with good martial arts skills and strength that they were able to fight evenly for a while.
If the Chu soldiers in this battle were to join forces, they might not be able to defeat him alone.
As for Han Xin... needless to say, being a military genius does not mean being extremely brave. He can't just beat up his newly recognized brother.
Lu Bu yawned loudly.
Therefore, in the huge Chu camp, the only one who made him have a strong desire to fight was probably the King of Western Chu.
Lu Bu smacked his lips regretfully.
… What a pity, I cannot provoke you for now.
When he and Han Xin were staring at each other on the sidelines, there was a sudden noise at the camp gate, which startled several captains and they all hurried towards it.
Lu Bu and Han Xin exchanged a quick glance, and the next moment they tacitly leaned over to check the situation.
The one who caused the small commotion just now was not the Han army envoys who had come three times in the past half day and night, but... the Han army envoys who were disguised as coming on the edict of the King of Chu and were dressed in extremely gorgeous clothes.
As for the debater Li Shiqi who volunteered, his appearance was well known to the Chu army and it was difficult to conceal his identity as a senior official of the Han army. He could not disguise himself as an envoy from Pengcheng who was ordered by the King of Chu, so they had to send someone else.
Although this person was one of Liu Bang's close ministers, he seldom appeared in public and was unknown to outsiders. He made no achievements and was inconspicuous in his daily life.
Firstly, he saw that Liu Bang had the courage to stand up in times of crisis; secondly, Liu Bang had no suitable candidate around him at the moment and was in a hurry, so he had to nod and agree, just to give it a try.
When Lu Bu heard that it was sent by the King of Chu, he suddenly lost interest.
He lazily watched the man being brought into Xiang Yu's tent, and was about to turn around and leave to continue wandering around.
Han Xin, who also saw what happened just now, sighed uneasily.
Lu Bu asked casually, "Why are you sighing, brother?"
Han Xin shook his head, unable to hide his regret, and said, "One push is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted. Going back on one's word is a taboo for a general, and you have already done it once. If we send troops to attack Han, the gains will outweigh the losses. However, the king's envoy has suddenly arrived, and he must be here to protect Han. Regardless of whether the envoy is real or not, I'm afraid the army that was originally scheduled to set out tomorrow will not be able to do so."
The Chu army suffered repeated setbacks and its edge was weakened. It is unknown what long-term impact this will have.
Lu Bu swallowed slowly and asked seriously, "What's the matter?"
Han Xin remained silent.
"The situation is so serious," Lu Bu couldn't sit idly by when he heard that the Han army wanted to gain benefits: "Brother, why don't you give the general some advice?"
"Just the words of a doctor..." Han Xin laughed at himself and said, "If my surname was Xiang, the general might be willing to use my talent."
His suggestions were not used, his advice was not listened to, and he had experienced similar disappointments countless times, which was why he was so discouraged.
When Lu Bu heard this, his eyes widened and he gradually became solemn.
Han Xin was unaware of his subtle change in expression, as he had long been accustomed to it. He was just about to counsel Lu Bu, who seemed to be hit, but unexpectedly the other party suddenly stretched out an arm, put it on his shoulder, and with a little force, he pulled him towards the main tent.
"Fengxian, what are you doing?"
Han Xin was no match for his tremendous strength and was dragged several steps in an instant. He asked anxiously.
"Go ahead and offer your advice." Lü Bu was extremely strong, and it was easy for him to pull the tall Han Xin. Hearing this, he said as a matter of course, "Although I am a rough man who has only read a few books, I also know that a wise man will make mistakes in a thousand considerations, and a foolish man may make one success in a thousand considerations. Even if a doctor offers advice, it is a sign of loyalty and sincerity. He may not be rewarded, but he cannot be reprimanded or punished either. As for the advice offered, you can use it or not, but you should make a choice after listening to it. Brother Han, don't be discouraged because a few of your advices are not used. Offer a few more, and you will always get it right in the end."
Unlike Han Xin, who simply chose to let things take their own course and remained silent after repeated setbacks, Lu Bu naturally stood with Xiang Yu... Well, it was also his former self's perspective.
In his eyes, Chen Gongtai's biggest flaw was that he liked to keep people in suspense, didn't like to explain, was always angry, and always made fun of people - if he didn't use his brain and suffered a loss afterwards, it would be a big deal. He would always have to endure a lot of sour words and sarcasm for a long time, which made him very angry and aggrieved.
In comparison, Gao Fuyi was much better - he didn't listen, wasn't nagging, and just quietly helped him clean up the mess afterwards. His submissive attitude made him feel embarrassed and more willing to get close to him.
But even so, Chen Gongtai, who had made a lot of noise, would at most be depressed for a while, but would not become silent. He still had to make suggestions.
... ..It seems that the bad-tempered Chen Gongtai is much easier to appease than Han Xin.
Since Han Xin saw how important this matter was and how it affected the morale of the Chu army, why didn't he give a few more reminders? If he had said a few more words, Xiang Yu wouldn't have killed anyone at will, and maybe they would have gone to his ears.
The more Lu Bu thought about it, the more he couldn't help but apply Han Xin's behavior to Chen Gongtai.
Thinking that if Chen Gongtai was angry, he would deliberately hide the matter and deliberately not mention it, preferring to suffer together in the future, then he would be furious!
Han Xin had no idea of his twists and turns in his mental journey. He was stunned when he heard it, and then he felt a little bit amused.
He knew rationally that Xiang Yu would not listen, but since Lu Bu insisted so much, he was reluctant to give up completely, so he softened his resistance and let Lu Bu drag him to the main tent.