"You...kill me!"

Lu Bu was furious, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it. He had indeed lost, and lost completely.

If Lu Li hadn't shown mercy, Lü Bu would have been dead long ago.

Lu Li smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you! Men, take Lü Bu away!"

After saying that, a group of people rushed forward, tied Lü Bu up hand and foot, and took him away.

Lu Li's gaze fell on Zhao Yun and Dian Wei, and he asked, "How are you two?"

Zhao Yun shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little exhausted."

Dian Wei slowly stood up. Although he looked a little disheveled, he smiled broadly and said, "Master, you've finally arrived!"

Lu Li looked at Dian Wei with some heartache, but still scolded him, "I told you to practice your skills properly every day, but you always slack off. Now you know there are always people better than you, right?"

Dian Wei awkwardly scratched his head, chuckled, and said nothing more.

Then, Laifu excitedly came to Lu Li, knelt down and said, "Disciple Laifu greets Master!"

Lu Li waved his hand: "Get up."

Everyone present was stunned. In their hearts, Leif was a god-like figure.

That was their Taiping Dao's Celestial Master, the spiritual leader of their Yellow Turban Army.

But he actually knelt down to such a young man and called him master?

Could it be... that this person is truly an immortal?

After all, neither Zhao Yun nor Dian Wei were a match for Lü Bu, but this immortal named Lu Li defeated Lü Bu with just one move!

This is simply unbelievable!

"Let's go back to the city first," Lu Li said.

......

Lu Li sat in the council hall of the city lord's mansion, while Lai Fu and the others stood below.

“Master, what should we do now?” Leif asked.

The reason for this major defeat of the Bingzhou army was that Dong Zhuo did not send his main force at all.

If Dong Zhuo were to send a large army to attack Ji Province, the Yellow Turban Army's current strength would probably not be enough to contend with him.

Most importantly, the governors of each state are now recruiting soldiers to fight against the Yellow Turban Army. Although there has been no substantial progress, they are more than capable of holding their own state.

This is also the outcome that the state governors most want to see.

After a moment of contemplation, Lu Li slowly said, "It's better to cut off one finger than to injure all five!"

“Master, what do you mean…” Leifu frowned slightly.

"Transfer all the Yellow Turban troops from all the provinces to Ji Province and take Luoyang directly!" Lu Li said decisively.

Everyone exclaimed in surprise, "What? Head straight for Luoyang?"

Although the governors are now fighting their own battles, it's because they want to see a balanced situation.

If the Yellow Turban Army were to directly attack Luoyang, it would likely provoke a coalition of governors from various prefectures to launch an attack.

Although the Han Dynasty is now riddled with holes, as the saying goes, even a centipede with a hundred legs does not die easily!

When all the prefectures and counties unite, their strength should not be underestimated.

Everyone understood that if they dared to attack Luoyang, the armies of various states would surely swarm in and surround them!

Therefore, attacking Luoyang was an extremely risky undertaking from any perspective!

Lu Li looked at the crowd and smiled, "Human nature is the most unpredictable thing. They may unite to deal with our Yellow Turban Army, but they will also kill each other."

Upon hearing this, Leif's eyes lit up, as if he understood the meaning behind Lu Li's words.

"Of course, we only need to tie down the main forces of each prefecture and county. We don't need to wipe them out, just hold them off for about a month," Lu Li said with a smile.

When Leifu heard Lu Li say this, he immediately nodded.

If it only involves the military forces of various states for about a month, then there is no problem.

"As for the specifics of how to do it, you should know."

Leifu immediately cupped his hands and said, "Please rest assured, Master, I understand!"

"Mm." Lu Li nodded.

Afterwards, everyone dispersed, and Lu Li had Lü Bu brought up.

There were two main reasons why he didn't kill Lü Bu.

First, this guy's secret method of forcibly enhancing his strength should come from the Mo family.

Lu Li wanted to know whether the Mohist school still existed.

Secondly, Lü Bu had already entered the ranks of ninth-level martial artists, and he was not even thirty years old. Such talent would be quite remarkable even in the Warring States period.

If they could subdue this person, it would be beneficial to their next move.

However, Lü Bu's reputation in history is so bad that he is cursed as a slave to three masters.

But Lu Li knew that everyone has desires and ambitions.

As long as you can grasp Lu Bu's ambition and desires, he is a sharp knife!

After Lü Bu was brought up, he was bound tightly with iron chains and could not move an inch.

There's nothing we can do, this guy is just too amazing.

Lu Li then flicked his finger, and two sword energies shot out, immediately breaking the chains binding Lü Bu.

"What do you mean? Aren't you afraid I'll suddenly kill you?" Lu Bu sneered.

Lu Li smiled faintly and said, "Since I dared to let you go, I won't give you that chance."

“You…” Lu Bu glared at Lu Li, wishing he could rush up and fight to the death, but he also knew very well that he was no match for Lu Li.

Lu Li said, "Come with me."

Lu Bu frowned slightly and remained silent.

Lu Li continued, "I know you want wealth, fame, and fortune, but those are all fleeting."

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