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Liu Bian went silent for a moment, then went forward to respectfully receive the Method Bag.2
Seeing Liu Bian's actions, Liu Hong nodded slightly. Then, he looked at the officials below and said lightly, "Withdraw."
Hearing that, the group of ministers quickly left the hall. Huangfu Soong and the rest also left, preparing to lead the troops out.
At the same time, Xiao Tian had already arrived at the He Prefecture's Yan Gate.
Due to the situation with Hu Kou, the current Yanmen County had been completely taken over by the army. All of the citizens had been evacuated and sent to the back.
The one who was guarding Yanmen was none other than Lv Bu, who had been promoted by Liu Hong to be a middleman in Pinghu. However, the imperial edict had yet to reach Yanmen, and Lv Bu did not know that he had already risen from a prefecture lord to a mediocre general.
Xiao Tian's figure suddenly appeared outside of the army's camp. Hearing the shouts from the drill grounds, Xiao Tian couldn't help but lightly nod his head.
Other than the border army and the fifth battalion of the northern troop, the inner city's garrison army had been eroding inside, and their battle prowess had plummeted. Otherwise, no matter how well-prepared Zhang Jiao was, the Yellow Towel Army would not be able to cause a fire in the thirteen prefectures.
Because of the Hu Man's influence and the war god, Lv Bu, as well as a handsome man like Zhang Liao and a skilled soldier like Gao Shun, the border army was able to hide among the border army. Not only was their battle strength superior to the other big men, but they could also easily enter the top three.
If it wasn't because of the extreme cold in the state and the need to transport provisions to maintain it, perhaps just the military might of the state's forces would be enough to sweep away everything in the area except for the Jingzhou of Yangzhou and the other places of the state!
"Who is it!"
When the soldier from Wanzhou that was responsible for guarding the camp saw Xiao Tian, he quickly shouted, "You are not allowed to go near this important military camp!"
"I'm here to look for Lv Bu," Xiao Tian looked at the two soldiers and said lightly.
"The Registrar Official wasn't someone you could see just because you said so?" The soldier from He Prefecture standing to the left sneered, "Now, next to Hu Kou, the Registrar Official hasn't even led the troops to war yet. How could I have the time to see you?"
Xiao Tian couldn't help but shake his head. He wasn't angry. After all, his clothes didn't look like he was good at fighting, so it was normal that the two soldiers didn't notice his hidden strength.
Releasing his Intuition and finding Lv Bu's location, Xiao Tian's figure flashed and disappeared from where he was, reappearing in the military tent of the Wanzhou City.
"Who is it?!" Seeing Xiao Tian suddenly appear, all the generals in the tent drew their weapons and surrounded Xiao Tian.
"Don't be rude!" Surprise appeared on Lv Bu's face. He said to Xiao Tian: "Senior, why are you here?"
He had seen Xiao Tian before. A year ago, when he broke through, he received some pointers from Xiao Tian and was very grateful.
However, he did not know Xiao Tian's identity and also met with Hu Kou. He needed to stay in the Acropolis City and he could only put the matter of finding Xiao Tian aside. However, he did not expect Xiao Tian to come to the military camp of the Acropolis Province himself.
Hearing Lv Bu's words, all the generals in the tent hurriedly withdrew the weapons in their hands.
What a joke, if even Lv Bu had to respectfully call him 'senior', then how terrifying would his strength be?
Isn't that what they do when they go up?
Xiao Tian took out the golden Method Bag and passed it over to Lv Bu, saying at the same time: "There is an invasion of a foreign species in the Divine Continent, holding this Method Bag, will allow you to chase after the foreign species, and refine a portion of its cultivation level to feed yourself. With your strength, you do have the qualifications to control a Method Bag."
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