"Think of me, Dong Zhuo. What a hero. I have been powerful in the world for more than twenty years. It's a pity that I have no successor. That's it. That's it. Let him go." Dong Zhuo stood on the top of Chang'an City, looking up at the stars.
Dong Zhuo: Yuan Benchu, you win this round, take the first step, I will be below, waiting for you.
In 191, in Chang'an, Niu Fu went to war.
A quarter of an hour later, the gate of the camp slowly opened.
"What a neglect. My general has invited me."
The deputy general came to greet the guests in place of Ju Yi.
"Okay, then, I'll bother you, General."
Feng Ji said warmly, not taking it as an insult.
Yuan Xi, on the other hand, followed behind, looking unkind.
"Sir, let's go." Feng Ji greeted Yuan Xi.
Although he was not angry, Yuan Xi still followed him. After entering the camp, he found that the soldiers on both sides all showed murderous intent. He understood that this was a show of force.
"Wait a moment, you two. I'll go notify my general."
The deputy general explained and left.
"Mr. Feng, isn't this Ju Yi too arrogant?"
at this time. Yuan Xi was about to explode with anger.
"Sir, please bear with me for now. This place is no better than home."
Feng Ji comforted the irritable Yuan Xi.
"Huh, hey? This horse is pretty good, can you tell me?" Yuan Xi suddenly found a good horse.
"Young master, this is my family, the general's good horse." A soldier said with a salute.
"Oh? Really?" Yuan Xi said with faint eyes.
"Oh, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long."
At this time, Ju Yi slowly walked out of the tent.
"It doesn't matter, this is a trivial matter." Feng Ji said with a smile.
"Sir, General Chariot, what do you promise me?"
Ju Yi looked at Feng Ji and asked for the price directly.
"I don't have the right to make a decision on this."
It remains the same every time. He said tepidly.
"What? Yuan Cheqi didn't promise me an official position?" Ju Yi's face was full of distrust.
At this time, Yuan Xi could no longer bear it. I saw him pulling out his sword and slashing directly at Ju Yiliangju.
191, Liyang, Ju Yi camp.
Fengji: Master, no, calm down.
Yuan Xi: My master, I can’t bear it anymore.
After a burst of mourning, the horse fell down in a pool of blood. Everyone around was shocked.
"Master!" "Arrogant!" "No!"
Ju Yi's soldiers drew their swords one after another and surrounded Yuan Xi in the center. The conflict was about to break out.
"Master Yuan, if you kill my good horse, you have to give me an explanation, otherwise." Ju Yi said seductively.
"Ju Yi, listen to me, I am here to accept surrender, not to watch you run the army." Yuan Xi also risked his life and was tough on the front.
At this time, Ju Yi's face was livid and ugly.
"General, do you want to capture them?"
The deputy general asked Ju Yi for instructions.
"Everyone disperse, Mr. Yuan, please enter the account." Ju Yi's expression changed again and again, and finally, he endured it.
"Humph." Yuan Xi was not polite to him.
He headed directly towards Ju Yi, who was at the top of the list.
Ju Yi, courtesy name, Shutong, Guchen.
After Yuan Shao's death, he assisted Yuan Xi, one of the four commanders under Emperor Xuanwu, who was good at military warfare.
Because of his arrogance, Ju Yi was ostracized by his colleagues and was almost killed by Yuan Shao. Yuan Xi cherished his talent and tried his best to protect him during the court meeting, so he was spared.
Ju Yi, with excellent military ability and political acumen, was slow and eventually got involved in the battle for the right to inherit the throne.
Emperor Xuanwu sympathized with his hard work and wanted to forgive his sins. Situ Gaorou was stubborn and had to die at home.
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