My son, how could you be Lü Bu?!

Chapter 17 Lu Bo Dehou

At the entrance of the village.

The Wang family compound is engulfed in flames.

A group of Xiongnu cavalrymen spurred their horses and surrounded the courtyard, carrying various weapons.

He stood on his horse at the entrance of the courtyard.

Urhan looked around but couldn't see Lü Ping anywhere.

"Isn't it said that Young Master Lü has a grudge against this family?"

"Why haven't I seen Lord Lü?"

He looked at Cheng Lian with a puzzled expression.

Cheng Lian lowered his head, smeared the mud and some burnt firewood ash on his face, looked around, and examined all the Xianbei figures in the group. Then he let his hair down and tied it up in a mess, just like the Xianbei.

After dressing up, he raised his sword and, by the light of the fire, examined his appearance by following the reflection on the sword.

Seeing that he was completely unrecognizable, he nodded in satisfaction, offering a somewhat perfunctory reply.

"They'll be here in a bit."

"Don't rush."

Urhan frowned slightly upon hearing this answer.

He felt that Cheng Lian's behavior and what was happening here were inexplicably a bit off, and he subconsciously wanted to lead his people away.

But since Lü Ping wasn't coming and he couldn't get the salted fish, he couldn't leave for the time being. Helpless, he could only forcefully suppress the throbbing in his heart, shift his gaze, and look at the courtyard in front of him that was billowing with thick smoke.

He looked at it closely.

Urhan couldn't help but complain.

"How did this courtyard catch such a big fire?"

"Even if there's a grudge, with a fire this big, the enemy should be gone by now, right?"

As he spoke, he seemed to realize something.

Urhan was suddenly stunned.

He quickly moved his body and stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking inside.

Just one glance.

He was stunned.

He seemed to see a small mountain made of corpses in the courtyard!

Urhan felt his eyes were playing tricks on him, so he urged his horse to get closer to the Wang family compound.

Horses are afraid of fire.

They refused to come forward.

He then dismounted and walked towards the courtyard.

The little old man covered in fur pressed himself against the doorway, straining to see the small hill inside where flames were dancing. He stared intently, letting the flames scorch his head, turning his felt hat slightly yellow and his fur slightly curly.

"That's true."

Urhan looked closely and murmured to himself.

"Are these the enemies of Lord Lü? They're all dead."

"Since they're all dead... why did Lord Lü order us to bring so many Xianbei people to surround this courtyard?"

Looking at this pile of bones scorched by flames.

A sinister thought suddenly popped into Urhan's mind, making his heart skip a beat. He subconsciously turned his head to look and saw Cheng Lian, who was right next to him, taking a slight step back to keep a distance.

"It shouldn't be that bad."

"Master Lü is extremely trustworthy; he shouldn't be that kind of person!"

He tried to dismiss the thought, but it lingered and swirled in his mind.

"But...it's hard to say..."

"I asked for an extra basket of salted fish at the last minute. Maybe Master Lü will be angry? But... it's just one basket of salted fish. Master Lü wouldn't be so vicious as to kill us all, would he?"

Just as the old man was lost in thought and making wild guesses...

Cheng Lian, on the other hand, quietly led the horses carrying two Xianbei men who were in slightly better condition and could barely stand up after their rest, and walked to the outer edge of the crowd, all while remaining out of sight of the other Xiongnu.

He spoke in fluent Xianbei language, and whispered a few words to the two Xianbei men beside him. The two Xianbei men immediately looked up at Cheng Lian, their eyes filled with a mixture of light and doubt.

The two looked at Cheng Lian, remaining silent for a long time.

Seeing this, Cheng Lian was not angry at all.

He chuckled twice, took out some copper coins from his pocket, and waved to the Huns not far away.

With just a few words, they tricked these Huns into giving them several long whips.

then.

Cheng Lian turned around and placed the long whips in the hands of the two Xianbei men.

The Xianbei people were filled with gratitude.

One of the Xianbei youths, whose face was covered in blood and gore and bore the marks of being whipped, was particularly excited and chattered away to Cheng Lian.

Cheng Lian subconsciously ignored the words of the Xianbei youth.

He simply stood a little further away, looking at the two Xianbei people in front of him who already seemed quite capable in combat, and his face was full of satisfaction.

While Cheng Lian was doing these things...

Deep in the forest.

Suddenly, a series of commotions arose.

The dark-skinned, thin man, who looked like an eel, glanced into the woods and his eyes lit up. He quickly came to Urhan's side and, seeing the strangely complicated expression on his father's face, asked in a low voice.

"Father! What are you looking at?!"

"It's nothing."

Urhan, who was constantly speculating in his mind, was startled and waved his hands repeatedly.

But when he turned his head and saw that it was his own child, he breathed a sigh of relief and put on a stern face.

"What's wrong?"

Ul-Lü pointed to the depths of the village.

"I heard a noise; it sounded like someone was coming from deep within the village."

"Do you think I should take a few people with me to greet them?"

"Someone's here?"

Urhan paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Cheng Lian to the side.

only...

Before he could even ask a question.

Almost simultaneously, Cheng Lian, who had discovered the people coming from the depths, let out a long breath, grabbed his long sword, mounted his horse, shouted a sentence in Xianbei, and then spurred his horse forward at full speed.

The two Xianbei people beside him, upon hearing that Xianbei phrase, almost without thinking, gripped their whips and followed Cheng Lian, charging forward together.

The Xiongnu left behind a group of people who couldn't understand the Xianbei language. They instinctively looked after the remaining Xianbei to prevent them from escaping as well. As for Urhan and his son Urlu, who often interacted with the Xianbei and could understand the Xianbei language, they looked at the departing figures of the three of them with puzzled expressions.

Cheng Lian just shouted, "Hurry! Our men are just ahead!"

That statement is indeed correct.

Among the group of people who gradually appeared deep in the woods, Lü Langjun was indeed at the very front.

But...

Why are these two Xianbei people fleeing?

In all his years, Urhan had eaten salted fish and traded Xianbei slaves for decades, and this was the first time he had ever seen a slave running away to the house of the master who bought him.

"I have often heard that Han people value virtue. As long as you have virtue, you will be respected and admired."

"Even though they were slaves who had been bought and sold, they were willing to endure the pain and run to welcome their new master when they heard that Lord Lü was coming."

"I suppose this is what the Han people mean by virtue."

"I never imagined... that Young Master Lü's virtue was so high?"

Urhan was deeply moved.

He suddenly felt...should he also cultivate his virtue? That way, next time he went to capture the Xianbei, he might not need to waste words and fine wine; he could simply reveal his identity, and a large number of Xianbei would be willing to follow him.

The tribe can develop further and raise a few more children.

Thinking about this...

Urhan's eyes brightened slightly for a moment.