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No longer bothering with courtesy, Liu Feng went straight to the council hall. He was still outside the door when he heard the commotion coming from inside.
Pong Shi Yuan, hopefully the opportunity I've been talking about will arise today.
Liu Feng took a deep breath and walked into the hall with a calm smile.
What caught his eye was Liu Bei, sitting upright in the main seat in the center of the great hall. On that face etched with the marks of years, Liu Feng saw four words: Spring Wind Got Intent.
At this moment, Liu Bei is chatting and laughing with the person next to him.
That man wore a black battle suit, his stature was extremely tall and majestic, the skeleton under the clothes was very wide, his hands and feet were long and thick, looking exceptionally robust. His skin tone seemed to have been exposed to the scorching sun for many days, with a hint of red showing through the blackness, the two slanted eyebrows below which shone like ink drops were a pair of eyes, the square-shaped face had a circle of about an inch of shiny black whiskers, full of strong and fierce masculine energy.
At this time, everyone's attention was focused on Liu Bei in the center. When Liu Feng quietly and lightly walked into the hall, even Sun Qian, who was closest to him, did not notice. But that person was like a wolf with keen sense of smell, suddenly sniffing out an unusual scent.
He suddenly turned his head, his eyes like torches scanning the doorway, those black pupils like wolves and tigers, with a fierce and wild beastly aura, yet lacking a few points of human air.
That man is Zhang Fei.
The fierce gaze suddenly dissipated, and a hint of a smile slowly spread from the corner of his mouth: "Brother, Ah Feng has arrived."
Everyone's gaze followed suit, and pair after pair of eyes shot towards Liu Feng.
Liu Feng took a light breath, walked up with big steps, smiled and nodded to the other civil and military officials along the way, and finally came to Liu Bei's side, bowed his head and cupped his hands, saying: "Greetings, Father."
At that moment, Liu Feng gritted his teeth secretly: Liu Xuande, this is the last time I bow my head to you. Next time, I will face you with my head held high as an enemy.
"Ah, Feng'er is here. Sit down." Liu Bei smiled and nodded slightly, his expression somewhat bland. It had been a long time since he last saw this son of his, and there was no sign of joy at their reunion on his face.
Liu Feng turned around and saluted Zhang Fei with a bow: "Third Uncle, it's been a long time since we last met."
Zhang Fei's performance was equally enthusiastic, he stood up and stepped forward with big strides, his huge palm-like tiger claws heavily patted Liu Feng's shoulder, laughing and saying: "It's been a long time since we last met, Ah Feng not only grew sturdy, but also heard that you defeated Xu Chu in Lushan, really giving your father a boost of pride."
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei both exuded a natural aura of majesty, but Guan Yu's proud and aloof demeanor inspired intense intimidation in anyone. In contrast, Zhang Fei's air of pride would intimidate his enemies, but towards his own people, it became subtle and unobtrusive, even giving off an impression of closeness.
At this moment, standing in front of Zhang Fei, Liu Feng can no longer feel the initial primitive beastly aura. The general who was once known as the enemy of ten thousand people now seems to be just a rough-looking but generous and straightforward uncle from next door.
But at this moment, the enthusiastic uncle and nephew may soon become sworn enemies.
Liu Feng smiled in response to Zhang Fei's praise, but with a hint of sadness in his tone, he sighed: "Uncle's praise is something I truly do not dare to accept. The credit for the victory at Mount Lu actually goes to my younger brother-in-law; it's just that I regret not being able to protect him well enough, and letting Xu Chu harm him... Alas!"
Liu Feng's performance was a retreat in advance, warming up the audience with a preview of his upcoming show.
As expected, Zhang Fei not only didn't blame him, but also comforted him saying: "A'Feng, what are you talking about? Xiao Shu was killed by Xu Chu's treachery. Being able to turn the tables and win after being defeated first is already quite an achievement. Brother, isn't that right?"
Liu Bei nodded thoughtfully and said, "Yide is right, Feng'er doesn't need to blame himself too much."
After exchanging a few pleasantries with others, Liu Feng returned to his seat and had just taken a sip of tea when he saw Mi Zhu enter. After paying respects to Liu Bei and the others, Mi Zhu sat down opposite him.
Liu Feng lowered his head to drink tea, and quietly glanced at Mi Zhu opposite him. The uncle who had just been stunned by him was now staring at himself with unblinking eyes.
Liu Feng would not be intimidated by Zou Jue's gaze, but among the people present, there were no lack of sharp-eyed individuals. Liu Feng feared being seen through by these people, so he pretended to ignore Zou Jue's hostile glare and calmly drank his tea.
About half an hour later, except for Guan Yu and Zhuge Liang, Xu Shu, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Jian Yong, Sun Qian, and Yi Ji arrived one after another.
"Brother, since you've gathered us all here this time, there must be some major decision to be made?" Zhang Fei and the others couldn't wait for Zhuge Liang to arrive and asked impatiently.
Liu Bei glanced around at everyone, smiled slightly and said: "Actually, I hastily gathered you all here this time mainly for two things. Since Military Advisor Kongming has not arrived yet, I'll mention the first thing."
Everyone perked up and listened with rapt attention.
"This first thing is naturally about the Battle of Red Cliffs. When I left Red Cliffs, I learned that Cao's army on the opposite bank had already begun to link their warships with iron chains, and Zhou Yu's various strategies had all taken effect, believing that the final battle would soon be decided."
All the people present, except for Liu Bei's personal visit to Red Cliff, most of them stayed in Xia Kou. As for the situation on the side of Red Cliff, everyone knew very little about it. Among these people, a considerable number of them had doubts about whether they could win the battle at Red Cliff. Now, suddenly hearing that Liu Bei said that the outcome of the war would be revealed soon, many people felt a bit surprised.
"Brother, what are our chances of winning this decisive battle?" Zhang Fei asked hastily.
Liu Bei stroked his beard and smiled, but did not answer.
Xu Shu, who was sitting next to him, saw through Liu Bei's thoughts at a glance and smiled: "General Yide, haven't you figured it out yet? In this battle, our lord is determined to win."
Xu Shu spoke out for Liu Bei, and everyone else followed suit, letting out a sigh of relief, with joy evident on their faces.
"My lord, Cao Cao's defeat at Red Cliff will surely result in the destruction of his naval forces. At that time, he will have no choice but to retreat by land to Jiangling. By then, his army will be in disarray and it will be a perfect opportunity for us to strike while the iron is hot. My lord, this first matter should be about deploying troops for the pursuit battle at Wulin."
The world's strategists see things roughly the same, Xu Shu has been assisting Guan Yu in the Han River area all along, but he can still accurately infer the trend of the Battle of Red Cliffs. Such wisdom is unstoppable, and Liu Feng, who was quietly listening beside him, couldn't help but secretly admire it.
Liu Bei's eyes narrowed into a line, and he chuckled: "Yuan Zhidao is indeed a god-like strategist! That's right, this matter is exactly for this reason. Although Military Advisor Kongming has not arrived yet, we might as well discuss it first."
As soon as the words fell, the silent Zou Jia suddenly said loudly: "Master, before discussing this matter, we must first solve another life-and-death related major event!"
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