Chapter 226: Under Hulao Pass

A commander of the brilliant calculation level is the most important for warlords competing for the world, because such talent often has an extremely strong sense of the big picture, and wars are often aimed at strategy. At the same time, their tactics are also very powerful.

It is a pity that such talent is very rare.

Looking through history, dynasties that were able to unify the world all had such figures. Han Xin and Zhang Liang of the late Qin and early Han periods were both figures of temple calculation level.

It is just that Zhang Liang's ability to lead troops was weaker; he was more of a strategist, planning strategy.

Of course, if one insists on counting, Liu Bang was also a master of temple calculation, but like Zhang Liang, his ability to lead troops personally was a bit lacking.

Of course, Su Fan does not lack temple calculation here, because his own sense of the big picture is not bad, and his strategy has experienced a thousand years of history, making his vision not a bit inferior to the top strategists of this world.

The only thing missing is a figure to coordinate the three armies. Chen Dao, Taishi Ci, and the others can all be generals, but to be a commander, they probably need years of tempering.

Xu Rong is the closest figure, and he just happened to run into him. He and Xi Zhicai calculated for a long time, and finally succeeded.

Of course, being able to win over Xu Rong is a good thing.

But immediately after, the news brought by Tao Qian and the others made Su Fan's face look bad.

"My lord, it seems the warlords over at Hulao Pass are jealous."

Grain and fodder had not been delivered for several days. For an army of hundreds of thousands, the daily consumption of grain and fodder is a terrifying number.

Previously, the grain and fodder had never been delayed, but as a result, after they won a great victory, this problem appeared not long after. Su Fan naturally knew that someone was playing tricks.

"Hehe! Isn't this something you and I already considered before?"

Su Fan looked in the direction of Hulao Pass, a disdainful smile on his face.

"But it's just as well; I wasn't prepared to continue anyway. If we really crossed the Yellow River and threatened Luoyang, it might cause Dong Zhuo to fight to the death."

Su Fan does not lack grain and fodder. Half of the military supplies he brought with him have not been touched yet. His logistics are far superior to this era.

The supplies needed by the soldiers, especially military rations, are all top-quality.

Although military dry rations are not as good as those of later generations, dehydrated dry rations are easier to carry, so his logistics are also more lightweight.

The outside world does not know exactly how many supplies he has, but the dry rations he has left now are enough for his great army to eat for three months.

He does not believe that Yuan Shao and the others would really dare to cut off their grain and fodder; at most, they would delay it for a few days, just like Yuan Shu cutting off Sun Jian's grain and fodder in the novel.

Holding someone back is a very common occurrence.

Su Fan was not truly angry; after all, he did not come here to sincerely restore the Han Dynasty. He came here just to make a name for himself.

Now he has succeeded, having routed Dong Zhuo's army of 200,000.

This merit alone is something no one can cover up.

Plus the promotion by the Gao clan behind the scenes, Su Fan's reputation is soaring, at least in Xuzhou, Yuzhou, and other places.

Next, he will wait for Dong Zhuo to secretly send someone over.

He and Xi Zhicai believe that Dong Zhuo will definitely send someone over. Whether it is to win him over or something else, his goal has been achieved.

Next, sit and wait for the coalition to fall apart.

"Haha! You Guandong rats, who dares to fight me!"

Under Hulao Pass, a man wore a triple-forked hair-bound purple gold crown, a Xichuan red cotton hundred-flower robe, a beast-faced swallow-headed interlocking armor, and a waist-tied exquisite lion-pattern belt; with a bow and arrow at his side and a painted halberd in his hand, he looked down upon the world.

This person is none other than Lv Bu, Lv Fengxian, the man who blocked the coalition of millions at Hulao Pass.

"Damn it! Who dares to go out and fight?"

As soon as Yuan Shao spoke, the other warlords in the tent looked left and right, completely ignoring Yuan Shao's gaze.

Going out to fight is going to one's death.

In the past few days, no fewer than ten Gang-Refining martial generals had been beheaded by this person.

Especially when the opponent fought one against five, beheading four in a row, and the last one only managed to escape back after having half an arm severed.

In a supernatural world, no one is a fool. Just from one great battle, they knew Lv Bu was not to be trifled with, not to mention that the blood of ten Gang-Refining martial generals had stained his painted halberd.

Even those who are conceited will not easily take risks.

There are quite a few Gang-Refining martial generals in the coalition camp. After all, there are twenty or thirty warlords who came, most of whom are top-tier noble families. They have a long heritage, and it is normal to have one Gang-Refining martial artist.

Even those at the fourth or fifth level of Gang-Refining are not few. However, these martial generals are not fools, and their lords are even less so.

The terrifying combat power displayed by Lv Bu is at least that of a Gang-Refining late-stage Divine Treasury Realm martial general, and it is possible he is at the eighth level of Gang-Refining or even higher.

He almost stands at the peak of Gang-Refining transcendent beings. Who would be willing to send people to their deaths against such an expert?

"Big brother, this is an opportunity. If we can take down that Lv Bu, big brother will stand out in this coalition camp."

Although Liu Bei is living under someone else's roof, Gongsun Zan is truly good to this fellow disciple of his, giving people when asked and horses when asked, and even specifically introducing him to the coalition warlords, making Liu Bei count as a warlord in his own right.

Of course, Liu Bei only has eight thousand troops in total, which is at the bottom of the entire coalition.

Those warlords have never looked at Liu Bei, even knowing that his two brothers are Gang-Refining martial artists, but after all, they are not clear about the true strength of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

There are thirty or fifty Gang-Refining martial generals in the coalition camp; they really don't count for much.

And before, those who died under Lv Bu's painted halberd were already more than the number of fingers on two hands.

With no reputation and no background, everyone naturally looks down on Liu Bei. As for the descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan that he claims to be, that makes people take him even less seriously.

Prince Jing of Zhongshan was a stud; no one knows how many descendants he actually has.

No one considers Liu Bei a member of the Shenhan imperial clan, and Liu Bei is not even recorded by the Shenhan Imperial Clan Court.

No one cares, and sometimes people even come to mock him a couple of times, making Liu Bei suffer quite a bit in the coalition.

But this world is like this: if you want people to respect you, then bring out the strength that makes people respect you.

Zhang Fei is indeed reckless at times, but he also knows that he cannot follow his own temper, as that would only bring greater trouble to his big brother.

After all the frustration of these days, he finally felt that it was time to show his violent power, and let those warlords see his big brother's strength.

Let them know the consequences of looking down on his big brother.

"Third brother, this Lv Bu's strength is too strong?"

Hearing this, Liu Bei also knew that his third brother was doing it for him, but he hesitated, because of the strength Lv Bu displayed. He knew his third brother's strength was very strong, but it was difficult to be Lv Bu's opponent.

"Big brother, rest assured, I will definitely take the head of this three-surname slave."

Of course, this was Zhang Fei bragging; he himself knew that killing Lv Bu relying on himself alone was very difficult. ===== CHAPTER 227 =====