Lu beckoned, the pen swiped on the paper, and dragged out a long tail, which looked very eye-catching in the neat and graceful handwriting.

Lu Zhao frowned, put his pen aside, and picked up the military report that had written most of it carefully. Originally, I wanted to see if I could modify it, but I didn't think that the more I looked at it, the more uncomfortable it became, so I might as well not look at it. He hesitated for a moment, then decided to rewrite it. Because a military report left a bad impression on Yuan Tan is too worthless, which will ruin their brother's hard work in the past few years.

Lu Zhao took a piece of paper again and wrote it seriously. This time, he wrote very smoothly, and I felt better than when I wrote before, with a spring of thoughts, a flow of writing, and a very fine stroke, and beautiful words and calligraphy, which can be called a masterpiece.

Lu Zhao was very satisfied, and picked up the bad manuscript just now to compare, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, put the two manuscripts on the case, turned around to prepare the seal letter and sealing the mud, and when the ink was dry, he sent someone to Yuan Tan's camp as soon as possible. In the past two days, the number of missing scouts has surged, and even the body cannot be found, he suspects that Sun Ce has wandered nearby, and wants to take action against Kang's father, so he intercepts and kills his scout first.

He only had 5,000 soldiers, and Zhu Huan in the city had 4,000 people, and after a few days of fierce fighting, there were at least 3,000 people who could fight. Sun Ce is said to have 3,000 foot riders, and he is the elite of the elite. If it was just Zhu Huan going out of the city, even if he couldn't stop it, he would be able to resist for a while and give Yuan Tan a warning, but if Sun Ce and Zhu Huan attacked him together, he probably wouldn't even be able to send the news, let alone retreat with his whole body.

It was more than thirty miles away from the city, and it took the messenger a day to walk. If you wait until you see Sun Ce to send a message, maybe the messenger has not yet arrived at Yuan Tan's camp, and Sun Ce has already arrived. He thought about it, and finally came up with a solution: send a message to Yuan Tan every half a day, if there is no news by then, it means that something has happened to him, and ask Yuan Tan to be prepared.

He felt that this method was very good, not only to ensure the timely reporting of news, but also to have more opportunities to show in front of Yuan Tan. He believed that with his writing and calligraphy, Yuan Tan would definitely leave a deep impression. Yuan Tan has dozens of lieutenants and Sima, and he doesn't think about it, how can he get ahead, but if there is no legitimate reason, doing so will make people feel that it is suspected of competing for favor and counterproductive. At present, this method has the best of both worlds, not only achieving the goal, but also not disgusting Yuan Tan, and allowing Yuan Tan to discover his military talent.

Everything was ready, Lu Zhao closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, read the article silently, and confirmed that there was nothing that needed to be modified, and then opened his eyes. With a sweep of his eyes, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and after a closer look, the good mood just now suddenly disappeared, but he was a little more annoyed.

This military newspaper is good for everything, but the paper is useless. Inadvertently, he used a piece of Jingzhou paper. Jingzhou paper is of the best quality, the price is fair, many people like to use, he is no exception, but Yuan Shao has a strict order, official documents must use Jizhou paper, so many people have two kinds of paper, Jizhou paper for official documents, Jingzhou paper for private books. Lu Cui objected to this and once reminded him not to save those two money, and to use Jizhou paper, but he just liked to use Jingzhou paper. It's not because it's cheap, but because Jingzhou paper is really good.

Now, he's finally made his mistake. If it weren't for the comparison of two pieces of paper together under the lamp, he would have almost made a big mistake.

Lu Zhao was in a bad mood, but he had to open the inkstone box and re-grind the ink. This time, he couldn't find that feeling again, either so wrong or so wrong, a military report was written over and over a dozen times, and it was only finished after tossing and exhausting. He checked again and again, and the general sealed it, covered it with mud, and sent someone to send it out overnight, so he washed and rested. As soon as he lay down in bed, he fell asleep.

He had a dream in which Yuan Tan was very happy to see his military newspaper and showed it to the celebrities under his tent to appreciate. Celebrities praised him, some praised him for his good calligraphy, some praised him for his beautiful rhetoric, and some praised him for his exquisite idea. When it was finally passed to Changshi Xinbi, Xin Bi couldn't see a smile on his face, and said lightly, everything is fine, but Jingzhou paper is used.

Lu Zhao was taken aback and was about to argue, when Simbi crumpled his military report into a ball and threw it over. He reached out to take it, only to find that the paper had turned into a burning ball of fire, whistling with the sound of the wind, enveloping him in it at once.

Lu Zhao woke up suddenly, sat up, and was drenched in cold sweat. Before he could come back to his senses, he realized that something was wrong, and the whirring wind was still echoing in his ears, and it did not go away. He listened carefully, and then he found that the camp was full of shouts of killing, and it was getting louder and closer.

Lu Zhao gasped, got up and rushed out, took two steps, turned back, took off the war knife hanging on the bedside, and at the same time called the guards to help him put on his armor.

"Quick, put on my armor."

"Don't bother." A voice sounded in the background.

Lu Zhao was stunned, and then his shoulders sank, and a chill seeped into the skin of his neck, making him feel cold. Lu Zhao held his breath, and even the whole person froze. He slowly raised his hand. A hand reached behind him and took the sword from his hand.

"Good knife, it's actually thirty refinements from Nanyang, how did you get it?"

This time, Lu Zhao confirmed that this voice was very unfamiliar, not his personal guard. He turned his head slowly, and was greeted by a beautiful beard. He looked up and saw a heroic face, with sword eyebrows, and especially the eyes, bright and full of play.

"The foot is ......"

"Donglai Tai Shi Ci."

"Tai Shi Ci?" Lu Zhao was surprised. Isn't Tai Shici in Dongping, why did he suddenly appear here? A flash flashed through his mind, and he suddenly understood. After discovering that the scout was missing, he sent people to search around, hoping to determine Sun Ce's location. Sun Ce's scouts were all cavalry, and he should have been able to find horseshoe prints, but he never found them.

Now he understands that it was not the cavalry under Sun Ce who intercepted and killed the scouts, but Tai Shici in front of him, it is said that he has a wonderful archery skill of piercing Yang in a hundred steps, and it is natural to be able to deal with a few scouts. But there are tens of thousands of people under Tai Shici's command, how could he sneak up on the neighborhood quietly?

"When did you come to Father Kang? How many centaurs? ”

"Yesterday." Tai Shi Ci smiled slightly. "How many more men do you need? I only brought three hundred guards. Lu Wenju, your subordinates are too lax, if I had known that it was so easy, I wouldn't even have to bring a personal guard, and I would have been able to rob Zhu Xiumu of the credit alone. ”

"Who is behind the scenes?" Zhu Huan entered in response, holding a bloody knife in his hand, and his heart was beating in horror when he saw Lu Zhao. Zhu Huan glanced at Lu Zhao, and saw that Lu Zhao's face was pale and his forehead was full of cold sweat, so he couldn't help but pout, spit on it, and said with a disdainful face: "It turned out to be a scholar." The general is really making a big fuss. ”