In Jiuyuan City, in the cavalry camp, the light of candles radiated from the large tent. Through the rough texture of the cloth, it turned into a faint light, shaking, as if it could be extinguished at any time. Outside the large tent, two soldiers guarded the tent door, their bodies were straight and their eyes were not squinting, but their ears were raised. In such a quiet night, they listened to the sound of insects and the sound of the wind, and looked for a little strange sound in silence.

They couldn't hear it, so there was no problem. As the personal soldiers trained by Gao Shun, they had only one task, which was to defend the commander in the army. There were still 48 soldiers like this. Some of them were on the necessary road to the commander's tent, some were guarding next to the commander's tent like these two personal soldiers, and some were hidden in corners and places that were easily discovered.

Since the repeated assassination of players, the alert level in the army has been greatly improved, namely, Ding Yuan and important civil and military officials at Bingzhou and other levels, all sent to guard the soldiers. The most important and indispensable officials are elite guards trained by Gao Shun.

Looking at the six directions and hearing from all directions, they describe these personal soldiers. Even if they are in Jiuyuan City, they have the first level of city gate protection and the second level of garrison soldiers in the garrison, which looks very safe, but they dare not neglect at all. The fatigue seems to have disappeared from them. During the time of the control, they can concentrate on guarding, without feeling tired or distracted from other places.

In the tent of the commander, Lu Bu sat upright on the small couch in the middle. On the desk in front of him was a map, which outlined the veins of mountains, rivers and the locations of various towns. On this map, not only did the entire area be marked, but the Xianbei grassland was also drawn. Although the tribes on the grassland will migrate as needed, they generally will not exceed the range of grassland rivers and lakes. It can be said that if you master the location of rivers and lakes of the grassland, you can follow the map to find the tribes upstream and downstream.

This map was drawn by countless Xianbei soldiers with their lives and blood. Later, the continuous supplement of the army that invaded the grasslands, the map became more and more plump, and became a necessary thing for the Bingzhou cavalry to carry and equip every time they entered the Xianbei grasslands.

Not only did it take to find the map to find those tribes when entering the grassland, but Lu Bu also had to continue to compare this map in every grassland invasion battle and modify the places that needed to be modified. Because of the ever-changing changes in the world, no one knows whether the terrain suddenly changes one day. This small change may turn into a disaster. The taboos of military strategists are nothing more than this.

Gently stroking the map, Lu Bu fell into deep thought. The candlelight in the tent shaking made his face become unstable. Illusion? Perhaps yes, no one here thinks that a small map or any difficulty would make Lu Bu, who is fighting thousands of people, show such a look.

After looking at it for a while, Lu Bu rolled up the map again and placed it on the side of the desk. Although the battle situation changed rapidly, it is predictable how much the battle situation can change. Especially this one looks extremely clean, but in fact it is a map drawn with the blood and sweat of countless people. The importance of it is naturally self-evident.

He stood up, and the armor leaves of the armor rubbed and collided with each other, making a crisp sound. The clothes were not removed, which was also one of the characteristics of many generals of the Bingzhou Army. In a battle, many generals were sleeping in armor at night. No matter how uncomfortable it was to sleep like this, no matter how people were, they were always the same.

The Bingzhou cavalry had countless experiences in camping, and it is precisely because of this that they understand better how important time is when the two armies confront each other. Perhaps when they were stolen by others, the time to wear armor was enough to determine life and death, and the winner was able to determine victory or defeat. It was just a few minutes, and there was no difference between having or not, but on the battlefield, it determined everything, could accomplish many things, and even reverse the winner!

Because I hadn't planned to rest, Lu Bu still had a sword hanging low around his waist, and the halberd was placed in the corner of the handsome tent. It was said to be a corner, but in fact it was just a place to be touched in two or three steps. Perhaps all of this seemed ridiculous in the eyes of others, and he was still so defensive in a controlled and own city, which was a little fussy.

But whoever can be sure will not happen suddenly? I am not afraid of ten thousand, but I am afraid of ten thousand preparations for the possible one. But I cannot give up the preparation for the ten thousand just because the one that does not appear. No one knows when that one will appear.

Lu Bu walked out of the tent, picked up the tent, and walked out of the tent. As soon as he looked up, he saw a perfect moon hanging in the sky, the moonlight was like water, illuminating the brightness of their camp. In addition, the vigorous torches burning in the camp made the temporary tent like daytime, and there were almost no dark corners.

Lu Bu hasn't seen such a moon for a long time, and maybe it should be said that he hasn't looked up for a long time. In the day after day of sweat and fighting, he has no spare time. Until now, he suddenly realized that it is late autumn and he can clearly feel the invasion of the cold air.

"General Lu." Two voices sounded at the same time, and the guard just arched his hand and continued to stand in place, like a statue.

"Yeah." Lu Bu waved his hand and signaled that he could hear it. Then he lowered his head, and the sigh at that moment had disappeared without a trace, and it seemed that he had never appeared before. How could there be that free time to sigh? Such a moonlit night, such an autumn night, in the past, was it a bloody night, and such a moonlit night, where was the scenery? Such a cold autumn, it was not the wind, but the murderous aura that was as bleak as a knife, and the cold that penetrated into the bones was the grief of losing a loved one.

Perhaps their existence protects many people when they look up and can enjoy the full moon with an appreciation and joy?

Lu Bu smiled lightly, turned around and asked, "General Wenyuan hasn't come yet?"

"Report to the general, yes. General Wenyuan is still patrolling the camp."

"Oh." Lu Bu responded lightly, put his hands behind him, not knowing what he was thinking, and remained silent.
Chapter completed!