The book continues from the previous chapter.

When Li Zhi saw Liu Bei interrupting, he turned to look at him, raised his hands and asked, "Do you know the name of this general?"

When Li Zhi asked him his name, Liu Bei immediately returned the favor and said, "I dare not show you respect. I, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, have met the gods."

"Sure enough, it's him!" Li Zhi exclaimed in his heart, and then said with help: "It turns out it's Mr. Xuande in front of you. His name is like thunder in his ears."

Li Zhi did not say polite words. He had indeed admired Liu Bei's name for a long time. In later generations, Liu Bei's name was almost forgotten by others, and Li Zhi also felt calluses in his ears.

But Liu Bei didn't know the reason. He just thought that Li Zhi was being polite, so he smiled bitterly and said: "The god is too praised. Although Bei is a clan member of the Han Dynasty, he is just a white man now. How can he get into the ear of the god?"

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When Li Zhi heard this, he didn't know whether it was okay or not, so he turned to ask: "Brother Xuande is too modest. I wonder why Brother Xuande calls me the God Hou?"

When Li Zhi asked about this, Liu Bei replied with admiration: "The rise of the Yellow Turbans has made people miserable. All the people in the world hope that there will be a capable person who can kill the Yellow Turbans. We are incompetent and cannot fulfill this wish."

Not long ago, the gods killed Na Bocai and Zhang Mancheng one by one, and the tactics they used were even more amazing.

The people felt the kindness of Guxianghou and saw his miraculous calculations when he wiped out the Yellow Turbans, so they called him the Godly Hou."

When Li Zhi heard this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The people of the world have failed me. I just did what a minister should do. How can I be called such a person?"

Li Zhi just couldn't laugh or cry about the title "God Hou". In later generations, there seemed to be a TV series named Zhu Wuwu who was also called the "God Hou", but his end was not good...

Liu Bei didn't know Li Zhi's inner thoughts, he just thought he was being modest, so he had a better impression of Li Zhi.

Dong Zhuo, who was standing by, saw that the two of them were chatting in a lively manner, so he left himself aside and interrupted unhappily: "I wonder what the god is doing here?"

Li Zhi slapped his head when he heard this. He was too excited after meeting Liu Bei. He only focused on chatting with Liu Bei and forgot about Dong Zhuo.

Li Zhi hurriedly apologized to Dong Zhuo: "General Dong, please forgive me for my negligence. I am here to greet General Dong on the order of Duke Lu."

Dong Zhuo also regained his arrogant demeanor at this time. He was just intimidated by Li Zhi's reputation. When he came back to his senses and thought of the 100,000 troops behind him, he didn't care much about Li Zhi.

In Dong Zhuo's view, Li Zhi was able to win many battles just because he was lucky, and he could have done the same thing.

Therefore, Dong Zhuo looked down upon Li Zhi, a man of unknown origin who became a marquis by offering wine.

Dong Zhuo asked Li Zhi with a displeased look on his face: "I have brought an army of 100,000 to come to your aid. What kind of kindness is this?

Why didn't Lu Zhi come to greet me in person? But he underestimated me?!"

"Hmph!" As soon as Dong Zhuo finished speaking, Guan Yu snorted coldly: "General Dong, be careful what you say! Don't lose your life just for the sake of words!"

After saying that, Guan Yu held the sword tightly in his hand and looked back and forth at Dong Zhuo's neck, heart and other vital parts, as if he was choosing a good place to strike.

When Hua Xiong saw this, he hurried forward, blocked Dong Zhuo, and glared at Guan Yu.

Dong Zhuo saw Guan Yu being so rude and asked angrily: "Who are you?!"

Dong Zhuo was furious and had just been threatened by the black man.

He was almost stabbed, and now he was threatened by this red-faced man. How could he be so easily bullied?!

Seeing this tense situation, Li Zhi hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Don't be angry, please, and listen to what I say next."

After seeing several people looking at him, Li Zhi smiled and said: "You are all here to kill the Yellow Turbans. No matter how many soldiers and horses there are, we are all our brothers.

Why fight to the death for a little verbal dispute? Doesn't this make the Yellow Turbans laugh?"

Having said this, Li Zhi pointed his hand towards Dong Zhuo and Liu Bei towards Julu City: "You two, please follow me into the city first. Lu Gong has been waiting for you in the city for a long time."

When Dong Zhuo heard this, he glanced at a scribe on the side. When he saw the man nodded slightly, Dong Zhuo snorted coldly and walked towards the city.

Li Zhi looked at the scribe following Dong Zhuo and had a flash of inspiration, thinking in his heart: "This must be Li Ru, right? Looking at Dong Zhuo's actions, he must be consulted about everything he said. I think it must have a lot of weight in Dong Zhuo's heart.

He's heavy, but he's not a good person to deal with."

Just when Li Zhi was thinking wildly, Liu Bei did not follow Dong Zhuo. Instead, he said politely to him: "Shenhou is a high-ranking person. Bei is just a white man. How can he walk in front of Shenhou?"

Please ask God first."

After saying that, he raised his hand to Li Zhiyi with a respectful expression.

"Brother!" Zhang Fei on the side disagreed and shouted in a loud voice: "Brother is a clan member of the Han Dynasty. How can such a noble status be followed by others?

From Lao Zhang's point of view, even Dong Zhuo has to line up behind his eldest brother, so that he can be considered to be in an orderly manner!"

"Uh..." Li Zhi came back to his senses when Zhang Fei called at the door and glanced at him speechlessly. Is this a trivial matter of who is in front and who is behind worth making such a fuss about?

Seeing such humility, Li Zhi said to Liu Bei, "Brother Xuande, we don't need to prioritize. How about we join in together?"

"Good!" Liu Bei nodded: "Bei Zheng has many things to ask the gods for advice."

After the two agreed, they entered the city at the same time, while Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, who were following their respective brothers, stared at each other.

After they arrived at the hall, Liu Bei first greeted Lu Zhi: "Student Liu Xuande has met his mentor!"

"Xuande?" Lu Zhi had some impression of Liu Bei, a student who loved fine clothes and fun. When he saw him coming here, he asked in confusion: "Xuande is not studying hard at home, what are you doing here?"

Hearing this, Liu Bei blushed. He also knew that when he was young, his behavior was a little ridiculous.

Later, Liu Bei said with a look of shame: "Now that the Yellow Turbans are causing chaos, students are not interested in studying.

I heard that the teacher was recruiting soldiers here, so I summoned some local warriors to do my little bit for the big man."

"Yes." Lu Zhi heard this and nodded happily, stroking his beard and praising: "Xuande is determined. He is humble and does not forget the country. He is worthy of being an old man's disciple."

Then Lu Zhi pointed to an empty seat at the side that was slightly further back: "Xuande, please take a seat."

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei saluted Lu Zhi, grabbed Zhang Fei who was about to speak, and walked towards his seat.

Dong Zhuo, who had been silent since he came in, was carefully looking at Lu Zhi who was sitting on the main seat. Seeing Lu Zhi, a skinny old man sitting on the main seat, he felt it was an eyesore.

In Dong Zhuo's view, only he was worthy of this position, so he didn't pay much attention to Lu Zhi. He bowed his head and said carelessly: "Dong Zhuo has met Lu Gong."

"Um

Seeing that Dong Zhuo was so rude, Lu Zhi responded without hesitation, pointed to a place and said to him: "General Dong is polite, please sit down first."

Dong Zhuo looked in the direction Lu Zhi was pointing and saw that he was the third in line. He suddenly turned his head, pointed at the seat, and asked Lu Zhi angrily: "This general can only sit here."

Seat?!"

Seeing that Dong Zhuo not only acted rudely but also refuted his own words, Lu Zhi felt a little annoyed and said in a stiff tone: "The other seats are already occupied. General Dong came a little late. This is the only seat!"

"Humph!" Dong Zhuo snorted coldly when he heard this. Then, he turned his eyes and looked at Li Zhi, who was in the top position. The meaning was self-evident.

Li Zhi, who originally sat quietly and did not provoke anyone, never expected that he would suffer an unreasonable disaster just because of a seat.

However, Li Zhi was not a person who was afraid of trouble. He narrowed his eyes slightly, met Dong Zhuo's gaze, and asked in a cold voice: "What? General Dong wants to seize my position?!"

After saying that, Li Zhi stood up, walked slowly to Dong Zhuo, looked directly into Dong Zhuo's eyes, and said in a voice as cold as winter: "It's not impossible for General Dong to want my position.

You and I each return to the camp, gather the army, and have a big battle. Who lives and who dies is left to God to decide. The dead are gone, and the living will take the throne! How about that?!"

After saying that, Li Zhi stared at Dong Zhuo. As long as Dong Zhuo dared to agree, Li Zhi would really fight with him.

Although Dong Zhuo had an army of 100,000 people, Li Zhi was really not afraid of him. The number of Yellow Turbans that Li Zhi wiped out was almost over a million, and he really didn't take it seriously with just 100,000 people.

Dong Zhuo was shocked by the momentum generated by Li Zhi's long-term campaign. He recalled Li Zhi's past achievements, and the fear flashed in his eyes.

Later, Dong Zhuo saw Li Zhi looking at him with bright eyes and did not dare to look directly at Li Zhi. He moved his eyes towards Huangfu Song, but gave up the fight with Li Zhi for the throne.

Seeing this, Li Zhi gave up and turned around and walked to his seat. After he sat down, he looked at Huangfu Song with interest.

When Huangfu Song saw Dong Zhuo looking at him, his face flashed with anger, and then he looked at Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi was also in a dilemma at this time. On one side, he was his old friend, and on the other side, he was supporting him. He didn't want to offend either side.

However, Lu Zhi also knew that now was not the time to have both sides, so he nodded slightly to Huangfu Song and asked him to give up his seat.

The war was approaching, and Lu Zhi didn't want to have too much of a quarrel with Dong Zhuo, so he had no choice but to wrong his old friend.

When Huangfu Song saw that Lu Zhi actually helped Dong Zhuo, he was furious. However, he had no soldiers or generals at this time, so he could not be as tough as Li Zhi.

"Alas..." Huangfusong stood up dejectedly, sighed, and reluctantly made an excuse for himself: "I'm old...it's not appropriate to sit for a long time. Let's go out and inspect the military camp."

After saying that, Huangfu Song walked out as if he were fleeing.

When Lu Zhi saw this, the unbearable look flashed in his eyes, and then he returned to normal.

This is indeed not the time for love between children. As long as he can win, not to mention wronging his old friend or killing himself, as long as he can kill the Yellow Turban, Lu Zhi is willing to do so.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Huangfu Song running away in embarrassment, Dong Zhuo laughed loudly, walked to the seat, sat down, moved around a bit, and said with a happy expression: "This is indeed a good seat. I will be here very much."

For comfort! Haha…”
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