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Lu Su summoned all the generals and stood outside the camp gate to welcome the arrival of Ma Chao's Western Liang cavalry. Now Lu Su is the governor of Sizhou and has a strong army in his hand. He is already an important official in the court. He is still a small general who can go out to the camp to welcome Ma Chao, who is still a small general, shows his sincerity.

Ma Chao did not dare to be arrogant. He was only a hundred steps away from the camp gate and turned over and dismounted. He walked to Lu Su with great strides, half-kneeled, and said loudly: "Last general Ma Chao, pay homage to the governor!" Ma Dai, Ma Tie, Ma Xiu, Pang De and other generals followed him and also paid a great honor to pay homage.

Lu Su smiled and helped Ma Chao up and down, looked up and down several times, and praised: "It is called Xiliang Jin Ma Chao, and he is indeed extraordinary! With the help of General Meng Qi, Hanzhong can get it at his fingertips, and Zhang Lu will be relieved!"

Afterwards, Ma Chao and others followed Lu Su back to the central army tent and looked around at the generals beside Lu Su. They were either calm, heroic, or powerful. Ma Chao couldn't help but nodded in his heart. The strong generals had no weak soldiers under their command, and the strength of the Jiangdong Army was evident.

"Why haven't General Gongming seen him?" Last year, when Ma Chao entered Chang'an, he fell in love with Xu Huang. The two had a deep personal relationship. Today, Ma Chao was on a tour but did not see Xu Huang, so he asked this question.

Lu Su laughed and ordered people to pull down the silk cloth hanging on the screen behind the commander's case, revealing the map of Hanzhong area, and pointed at a place with his hands and said, "General Gongming, here!"

Ma Chao looked at it and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. The place where Lu Su's fingers were marked with red pens: Ziwu Valley!

Ziwu Valley is a small path to Guanzhong from Hanzhong. The north entrance is called Zi and the south entrance is called Wu. It is about 600 miles long. Because the road is rugged and difficult to walk, it is rare to travel. **(..) From Chang'an to Hanzhong, walking through Ziwu Valley is a shortcut, but in fact, few people can walk out of the valley alive, so the army takes a detour. They all take a detour to Sanguan. Because the difficulty of Ziwu Valley is known to the world, there is no pass in Ziwu Valley, and Zhang Lu has not divided his troops to guard it.

Ma Chao couldn't help but praise again. "The attack on Sanguan openly and the secretly passes Ziwu Valley. Lu Zijing's courage is truly extraordinary!"

In Ziwu Valley, there were rugged rocks. Vines covered the sky and the sun, and the howling of wild beasts came from a distance. Xu Huang held a machete in his hand, slashing the thorns and headed the way first. Two strong men dressed in hunters even explored their way before Xu Huang. Behind Xu Huang, nearly 5,000 veterans of Bingzhou followed silently, and their dark faces could not hide their firm expressions. In the team, each of them carried a package on their backs, and the food inside was enough for ten days to eat. However, they had been walking in the valley for eight days, but the mountain road ahead was always endless!

Finally crossed a pass, Xu Huang climbed up to the distance and looked up at the distance. He immediately climbed up to his face with joy. He quickly returned to the team and said to the guard beside him: "If you pass it down, you can already see the valley entrance! We are about to go out!"

The news spread everywhere, and the five thousand soldiers of Bingzhou camp were all happy and were filled with spirits! After turning out the Ziwu Valley, it was a plain Han Shuoyuan. You could directly kill Zhang Lu's nest Nanzheng along the way! At present, most of Zhang Lu's troops were stationed in Sanguan and Yangping Pass. How could he expect that a soldier would break out from the rarely visited Ziwu Valley? When the army came to the sky like a magic weapon and appeared under the city of Nanzheng, I was afraid that Zhang Lu's legs would tremble!

Just as Xu Huang's five thousand Bingzhou camp soldiers walked out of Ziwu Valley, a fierce debate was taking place in Zhang Lu's mansion in Nanzheng City.

"Lord, for the sake of the present, we should focus on the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the nine counties of Hanzhong! When the war broke out, the swords and weapons met, and the lives were in trouble. The situation of not having any disputes with the world for more than ten years will never return!" As Zhang Lu's right-hand man, Yan Pu, a counselor, was trying to persuade Zhang Lu.

Zhang Lu's brother Zhang Wei immediately jumped up. The warrior was already vulgar. He pointed at Yan Pu and scolded: "Dog thief! Do you want to cooperate with the enemy but sell your master! I am rich in Hanzhong, with enough food and grass, and the people are back. There is Sanguan, Yangping Pass is natural and dangerous, and it is enough to resist foreign enemies!"

After saying that, Zhang Wei bowed to Zhang Lugong, and said with a ferocious look: "Brother, this person is robbed and dragged him out and chopped him!"

Yang Song, another adviser under Zhang Lu's tent, turned his eyes and hurriedly persuaded him: "My lord, don't be the heart of everyone, for the sake of the people of Hanzhong and the foundation of the lord... However, the terrain of Hanzhong is dangerous, so there is no need to be too afraid of the enemy. If you surrender before the battle, where will the court place the lord? You must look down on your lord!"

Zhang Lu, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, sat upright behind the desk, with his hair tall and his eyes slightly closed. It seemed that everyone's quarrels and discussions had nothing to do with him. In fact, everyone's words entered his ears without pulling a word.

Since the second year of Chuping, Zhang Lu was appointed as the governor of Yi Sima by Liu Yan, and led his troops to attack Su Gu, the prefect of Hanzhong with other Sima Zhang Xiu. Later, he killed Zhang Xiu and seized his troops. After he gained a place in Hanzhong, Zhang Lu's rule in Hanzhong for twelve years. During this period, Liu Yan died and his son Liu Zhang succeeded to the throne. Zhang Lu refused to obey his orders and killed Lu's mother's family. Zhang Lu then formally seized Hanzhong, educated the people with the "five dou of rice" and established a regime that united politics and religion.

Zhang Lu called himself "Shijun" and had a very high position. Those who came to study Taoism were first called "Ghost Soldiers". After receiving the trust of the original Taoism, they called "Shenjiu". They led the tribes and led many of them as "Zhitou Dajiu". In Hanzhong, Zhang Lu did not set up chief officials to manage local government affairs by sacrificing wine.

Over the past ten years, the heroes rose up and attacked each other. Wars continued in the Central Plains. Many people fled into the relatively stable Hanzhong area. Tens of thousands of families fled to Hanzhong in the Guanxi area alone, which greatly enriched the number of households in Hanzhong.

Zhang Lu also received support from the leaders of the Bayi ethnic minority groups Du Bian, Pu Hu, Yuan Yue and others, and all ethnic groups lived in harmony. In terms of government affairs, Zhang Lu adopted a relatively lenient policy to rule Hanzhong, "the people and the barbarians enjoyed it" and "those who move in their land dare not refuse to accept it."

The Five Doks of Rice Dao expanded its influence with the power of the regime and continued to infiltrate the Central Plains. Now, under Zhang Lu, the advisers were led by Yan Pu and Yang Song, and the military generals were Yang Ang, Yang Bai and Yang Ren. His younger brothers Zhang Wei and Zhang Xuan also led heavy troops. As a follower of Zhang Lu, Zhang Sui preached and taught Dharma in places outside Hanzhong, and was also quite influential.

After everyone quarreled, they saw that no one could convince others, so they stopped and looked at Zhang Lu with a gaze, hoping that he would make the final decision.

At this time, Zhang Lu opened his slightly closed eyes. His long-term self-cultivation made him feel more like a Taoist bone and less domineering spirit. "What you said makes sense. Hundreds of thousands of people in Hanzhong are also hundreds of thousands of disciples of my Taoist Taoism, so he should take care of him." (To be continued...)


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