Ji Ling took his seat and Liu Bei took his seat. Both parties were guests.

The Qilin was less than ten steps away from the open-air banquet, and Lu Bu's voice could be heard clearly.

"What are you thinking about, dear brother? When are you going to meet Marquis Wen?" Zhou Yu whispered.

Qilin lowered his helmet and whispered: "Lü Bu is wearing armor and robes today?"

Zhou Yu took a distant look and replied: "The gold and bronze battle armor, dragon scale armor boots, and the military crown on his head are quite interesting."

Qilin smiled and said, "Are they two small strong whiskers?"

Zhou Yu said: "Xiao Qiang?"

Qilin turned his head and took a look.

Lu Buruo is a god descended to earth, and his fierce and domineering appearance cannot be ignored.

After finishing three glasses of wine, Ji Ling said in a rough voice: "Why did Marquis Wen say this? Xuzhou Mu was not personally conferred by the imperial court, or his name is not legitimate. It is absolutely impossible for us to withdraw our troops today."

Liu Bei remained silent.

Lu Bu held Fang Tian's painted halberd on his left arm, stepped on the wine table, and said lazily: "Is it impossible to decide?"

Liu Bei finally spoke and said slowly: "It depends on man-made things. Nothing is impossible in this world."

Qilin nodded and said: "Justit."

Zhou Yu: "?"

Qilin shook his head and smiled: "There will be a good show to watch later, Gongjin."

Ji Ling mocked: "No need to say more, I have made up my mind."

Lu Bu held Fang Tian's painted halberd, tilted his head, pointed in the distance, and said: "Gao Shun, take my weapon to the city gate, insert it on the ground, and fasten a pottery cup on the tip of the halberd."

Gao Shun took the halberd, his hand sank, then he got on his horse and drove straight until the distance between the man and the horse was blurry.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were silent.

Lu Bu said: "The painted halberd is more than a hundred steps away from here. An arrow hits the tip of the halberd. Do you think it is possible?"

Behind Liu Bei, Zhang Fei laughed loudly: "I definitely can't!"

Ji Ling said: "I have always known that Lord Hou's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the world, but even if Li Guang is resurrected, he will not be able to do it."

Lu Bu curled his lips slightly and said, "If I hit the target, your two families will stop fighting. If not, I will withdraw my troops. How about we continue the fight?"

Zhang Fei was dumbfounded.

Ji Ling: "..."

Liu Bei shed tears: "This is very good. Marquis Wen's kindness today will be borne in mind by our hundred thousand soldiers and civilians in Xuzhou."

Before Ji Ling could say anything, Lu Bu had already shouted: "Bang the drum! Get my magical bow that controls the territory!"

As the war drum beat wildly, Lu Bu took off his wrist guard and threw it on the ground. When the wrist guard fell to the ground, there was a "ding" sound, and it actually weighed more than ten kilograms. Everyone at the table was moved.

Lu Bu rolled up his sleeves, caught the arrow, put it on the string, and turned his head.

Marquis Wen's profile is handsome, his brows are full of unruly confidence, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and he is unruly and heroic.

The drums of war ceased, and all the armies held their breath.

Lu Bu: "..."

Lu Bu said: "It's too far, move closer."

Everyone's cups and plates were overturned and they fell into a ball.

Zhang Fei laughed loudly and said: "What is this..."

Before Zhang Fei finished speaking, Lu Bu suddenly shouted: "Hold on!"

The bow is opened like the autumn moon in the sky, and the arrow is like a shooting star falling to the ground!

But when the bowstring sounded, there was a thousand golden lights, and the divine arrow hit the tip of the halberd a hundred steps away, smashing the pottery cup into pieces!

Lu Bu threw the bow casually and raised an evil smile: "How?"

The troops cheered wildly, and the morale of the Bingzhou camp was at an all-time high. Everyone was fascinated by Lu Bu's unparalleled domineering power. Qilin stared at it blankly, unable to say a word.

"Pour some wine and have another drink to send General Ji Ling back to Shouchun." Lu Bu ordered.

Liu Bei said: "Zilong is good at shooting, how does he compare to Marquis Wen?"

Zhao Yun said loudly: "A hundred steps away, I hit the tip of the halberd. Zilong is ashamed of himself."

Tears flashed in Liu Bei's eyes: "I have seen Marquis Wen's magical skills and the art of bow and arrow, which no one in the world can match."

Ji Ling had a dark face, snorted heavily, put the wine glass on the table, drank the third glass of wine, and walked away.

With tears streaming down his face, Liu Bei stood up to thank him. Lu Bu lazily held up his hands and made a "please" gesture, and the troops dispersed.

Lu Bu stood on the banquet table, looked at the painted halberd in the distance for a moment, and suddenly ordered: "Wen Yuan, go and pick up the arrow just now."

"Report to my lord, Zhou Yu asks for an audience," Chen Gong said.

Lu Bu said coldly: "Who is Zhou Yu? I don't see you."

Chen Gong said: "Zhou Yu was the one who shot the letter up to the city gate that day."

Lu Bu said impatiently: "What's the matter?!"

Chen Gong led Zhou Yu to the table, and the soldiers collected the remaining wine. Zhou Yu didn't mind. He sat down behind Liu Bei's case and signaled that he didn't need to pour the wine. He cupped his hands and said, "I have admired the name of Marquis Wen for a long time. Today's miraculous skill is comparable to Huo Qubing's shooting of Li."

Dare, the flying general shoots the stubborn rocks, which is eye-opening."

Lu Bu said: "That's all, tell me if you have anything to say. Ji Ling has retreated, what else can you, a lackey in front of the tent, do?"

Zhou Yu was not annoyed at all and said with a smile: "Gong Jin is not a general under Yuan Shu. This time he came here on behalf of my lord, Gongsun Bofu, to ask for help from Marquis Wen." As he said this, he took out the letter Sun Ce gave to Lu Bu from his sleeve.

Lu Bu didn't even look at the letter and said indifferently: "Sun Ce is the eldest son of Sun Jian. The grudges in the past have not been resolved. What else do you want? Leave the letter and you can go."

Zhou Yu said: "Master Hou."

Zhou Yu glanced at Qilin, but Qilin in the distance had complicated thoughts and shook his head, unwilling to step forward.

Zhou Yu had no choice but to tell Qilin's plan, and finally said: "I implore Marquis Wen to help. When the Marquis comes to take Shouchun in the future, all he has to do is raise his arms and I, the son of Jiangdong, will fight to the death to help."

Lu Bu lazily said: "That's fine, in that case, I will comply with your request."

Zhou Yu considered it for a moment and said, "There is one more thing..."

Lu Bu's brows were full of anger: "Get out."

Chen Gong winked. Seeing that Lu Bu was not in a good mood, Zhou Yu had to stand up and leave. Zhang Liao and Zhou Yu passed by each other, took the halberd and arrows, and bowed to present them.

An arrow and a bow were placed in front of the case. Lu Bu's face was expressionless, and his broad palm stroked the string. The bow and arrow seemed to be alive and kept buzzing.

Lu Bu held the arrow in his fingers, dazed.

Ji Ling withdrew his troops that night. Qilin rode his horse and followed Jiangdong's subordinates. The large army passed through a valley. Zhou Yu stopped and finally couldn't help but said: "Come back with us."

Qilin said: "No."

Zhou Yu said: "Shall I take you back to Xiaopei?"

Qilin said: "No need."

Zhou Yu asked again: "Where are you going?"

Qilin said softly: "I haven't thought about it."

A tidal wave of Bingzhou troops appeared, Chen Gong deployed archers on both sides of the canyon, and the planned ambush came.

Zhang Liao said: "But Danyang Zhou Gongjin? My lord asked you to withdraw from the trail behind the mountain."

Zhou Yu said: "Thank you!"

Qilin stationed his horse for a moment, but the shouts of killing shook the sky, alarming Yuan Shu's troops. The troops in the front turned around to come to the rescue. Zhou Yu had already led his troops and horses out of the valley.

Qilin stood in the center of the battle formation, undecided. After a while, he turned around and followed Zhou Yu away from the battlefield. Ji Ling sent people to check, but rocks and trees fell in the valley, making a loud noise. When Yuan Jun arrived, he was beaten to pieces.

The big flag on the top of the mountain was waved repeatedly, with the word "Liu" written on it.

Qilin smiled, Chen Gong was indeed very cautious and knew to blame Liu Bei.

"Go back and ask Bo Fu how you are." Qilin raised his fist towards Zhou Yu from a distance.

Zhou Yu shouted: "When we meet again in Jiangdong one day, we will sweep the couch to welcome you!"

Qilin turned the horse's head. This place was nearly ten miles away from Xuzhou, and he rode forward slowly in the open space.

At the same time, Lu Bu drank two jars of wine from Xiaopei and stroked Diao Chan's hair with the help of an oil lamp.

Diao Chan's shoulders were half exposed, her skin was as white as snow, and the dim light of the oil lamp reflected her celestial beauty, with a desolate look in her eyes.

"Master Hou." Diao Chan said softly, "It's time for us to have a family. Living in Xiaopei is not an option."

Lu Bu looked at it intently for a while and then ordered: "Get out."

Diao Chan frowned, and Lu Bu said, "Go out and let me stay by myself for a while."

Diao Chan pulled up her embroidered robe and stood up to leave. Lu Bu sighed helplessly, took Sun Ce's letter and opened it.
To be continued...