"It's okay, Liu Bei's ability to defeat Zhang Wei proves that he has the luck of conquering Hanzhong.

If the destiny is in Liu, what can I do if I send Nan Zheng to him?"

Yan Pu sighed when he heard this and asked Zhang Lu:

"Does Shi Jun really want to hand over Hanzhong?"

Zhang Lu smiled and said:

"As long as Liu Bei can treat the people of Hanzhong well, it is not impossible.

It’s not that simple to just want to seize Hanzhong from Wu Zhang Lu.

Let’s make a fuss when Liu Bei arrives in Nanzheng.”

Three days later, Liu Bei's army arrived at the city of Nanzheng.

Zhang Lu did not line up to meet the enemy as Liu Bei thought.

He stood on the top of the city wearing a Taoist robe, and asked Liu Bei with a smile:

"As the humer of the imperial court, why did Grand Sima raise troops to attack Hanzhong and put the people in the fire of war?"

When Liu Bei saw that Zhang Lu was quite fairy-like, he felt some respect in his heart.

He stepped forward and bowed to Zhang Lu:

"Liu Yan's desire to rule over Xichuan was obvious.

The emperor was furious, so he sent me to capture Hanzhong to explore Xichuan.

Zhang Shijun is a kind and virtuous man, so why not submit to the court?

As long as the Shijun opens the city gate to welcome the king's army into the city, and prepares a personality guarantee, he will ask for merit for the Shijun in front of the saint."

Zhang Lu smiled and said:

“It is impossible to surrender to the court.
Chapter completed!