"Slow down, I...I'll go." Cao Chun raised his calloused palm, gritted his teeth, and changed his mind. He could not watch something happened to Cao Cao, whether from the perspective of his subordinates or from the perspective of his tribe. Cao Cao was too important to the Cao family.

Chu Feng silently recited the spell in time, and the firepower conveyed by the Xiaowu Fire and Seven Bird Fan gradually weakened. Slowly, the fire path in front of Cao Chun became smaller, and from an unattainable fire wall to a shallow fire stream. Cao Chun took the opportunity to ride a war horse and cross the fire path and run to the wilderness full of dry grass. At the same time, four or five Cao generals chased him on war horses.

Chu Feng did not stop him, but just watched quietly. Soon, only the vague shadows of Cao Chun and others were left on the horizon. Under the reflection of the sunset, they were blurry and bright. A breeze blew, with a little chilling sound, Chu Feng tightened his Taoist robe and walked towards the shore barefoot. There was a Xuzhou soldier about 18 or 19 years old with acne on his face, and he was holding two fat wild ducks with arrows in his hand.

"Little brother, give me one"

Chu Feng asked a wild duck and a knife from the soldiers, walked to the lake, stepped on his shoes, squatted down, cut open the wild duck's belly, and after a moment, he cleaned it up, got up and walked to the burning fire path, roasting the wild duck as if no one was around. After a while, the wild duck's whole body was black.

Lu Bu followed suit and got a wild duck and roasted it on the fire.

The soldiers in Xuzhou followed suit. For a time, more than a hundred people roasted wild ducks next to the fire road, with the burnt smell mixed with the aroma of meat everywhere.

Although the scene was a bit weird, it eased the originally tense atmosphere. Many Cao's cavalry with complex expressions sniffed their noses with great force, ran all the way and were already hungry.

At this time, Chu Feng raised his head and looked at the front of the Cao cavalry. Several Cao army generals with anxiety and Guo Jia, who were standing not far away, shook the wild duck in his hand and said casually:

"The reed marsh by the lake are full of fat wild ducks. You can catch them yourself. Since Xiao Pei arrived here all the way, he must have been hungry for a long time. Don't hold on. I am not a murderer, so don't be so nervous."

As soon as these words were said, several generals of Cao's army and Guo Jia calmed down, looked at each other, and each rushed towards the boundless reed marsh with bows and arrows.

As the officials took the lead, some of the brave Cao soldiers jumped up and ran over with the guys. This led to more people. There were not enough bows and arrows. A few thin sluts actually called their companions to touch wild duck eggs in the reed marsh, which attracted many soldiers of age to laugh at them. At this time, wild ducks rarely lay eggs.

But then, it was slapped in the face. A few idiots really touched a lot of wild duck eggs in the cold lake. Although wild ducks rarely lay eggs in this season, they could not hold on to the large base of wild ducks in the reed marsh. For a time, many soldiers of Cao's army looked for it, and they all seemed crazy.

There is no way. These days, wars are fought every year, every month, every day, taxes are levied and killed every day, and the ground has long been deserted. A small number of lucky people are fine. They either fled to the south and were exploited and exploited by another group of landlords, living happily like dogs, or fled to the mountains to survive. Most of them are unlucky, needless to say, the whole family dies, leaving the countryside full of broken walls, white bones exposed in the wild, and there is no crowing chickens for thousands of miles. This is a profound portrayal of this dark blood era.

Therefore, wherever Cao Cao's army went, let alone getting some poultry from the hands of the people, even the food was pitiful. The soldiers could only eat two meals a day, but they were still the kind of porridge and vegetable leaves mixed with various unknown objects. The birds had long faded out of their mouths. They were confined to military discipline and could not leave the military camp, so they could only endure it. Today, because of Chu Feng, the military discipline was liberated and all went crazy. They forgot to fight for a moment, and forgot that they came out to cut people.

When Chu Feng saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head. Most of these soldiers who seemed to be murderous were just ordinary people, and they only wanted to eat and drink enough. Their wives and children were warming up. For this simple wish, they were like animals, driven by a group of animals called bastards, and they did inexplicable things every day.

Some of these bastards are called descendants of the Emperor, some are called descendants of nobles, some are called sons of warlords, some are called ambitious people, some are called heroes, some are called heroes, some are called famous generals, without exception, they are all under various banners and are almost tossing and killing the people living on this land, and then they will calm down. After a few years, their bastard descendants will unscrupulously ride on the necks of the people and piss off, and if they play with them, they will be replaced by another bastard, repeating the same story.

Therefore, except for resisting external aggression and protecting his own land and women, other battles are meaningless and nonsense. As a Taoist priest who can travel through all worlds, love peace and advocate nature, Chu Feng feels that he has a responsibility to guide these ordinary people and let those bastards stay at home with no trouble.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng couldn't help but look at Lu Bu, who was a serious roasted wild duck not far away. His tall body squatted down and was bigger than others. His handsome face had an unconcealed old look. This bastard, who originally ended in a tragedy, is still alive because of his own intervention, and can still roast wild ducks here.

What will his future be like? With his own help, the violent soldiers and their strengths are soaring. After a lot of killings, they unified the world. It seems reasonable, but in fact they are very bastards and meaningless, and contrary to Taoism's philosophy of inaction and nature.

As a modern person who is deeply influenced by the core ideas of Taoism, Chu Feng has a mature idea after observing the late Han Dynasty during this period, which is to use his own strength to maintain the current situation in the late Han Dynasty, and not fight, live a life honestly, let the people live and work in peace and prosperity, and provide incense. Whoever dares to make trouble will bring it to the outlook on immortality and talk about life and ideals. If you can't reach an agreement, you don't have to go back. You throw it into the closed canyon behind the Bu Lao Peak and be a savage for the rest of your life.

Thinking of this, Chu Feng couldn't help but see the scene of Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, who were originally above and deciding the life and death of millions of people in one sentence, were tattered and holding long sticks, plucked bird nests in the closed canyon, staring at the sky in a daze. Subconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This scene happened to be seen by Lu Bu inadvertently looking up. Lu Bu had never seen Chu Feng show such an expression before, and asked curiously: "Sir, why are you so happy when you think of it?"

Chu Feng put away his smile and stared at Lu Bu's old and handsome face. Without saying a word, he only lowered his head to look at the fearless first general.
Chapter completed!