Dong Zhuo could not reply for Lu Bu,
eager for the fight, rode straight at him.
Dong Zhuo fled and Ding Yuan’s army came on.
The battle went in Ding Yuan’s favor,
and the beaten troops retired ten miles and made another camp.
Here Dong Zhuo called his officers to a council.
“This Lu Bu is a marvel,” said Dong Zhuo.
“If he were only on my side, I would defy the whole world！”
At this a man advanced saying, “Be content, O my lord！
I am a fellow villager of his and know him well：
He is valorous, but not crafty； he will let go principles,
when he sees advantages. With this little,
blarneying tongue of mine, I can persuade him to put up his hands and come over to your side.”
Dong Zhuo was delighted and gazed admiringly at the speaker.
It was Li Su, a general in the Imperial Tiger Army.
“What arguments will you use with him？” asked Dong Zhuo.
“You have a fine horse, Red Hare, one of the best ever bred.
I must have this steed, and gold and pearls to win his heart.
Then will I go and persuade him.
He will certainly abandon Ding Yuan’s service for yours.”
“What think you？” said Dong Zhuo to his adviser Li Ru.
“One cannot grudge a horse to win an empire,” was the reply.
So they gave Li Su what he demanded——a thousand ounces of gold,
ten strings of beautiful pearls, a jeweled belt,
and Red Hare——and these accompanied Li Su on his visit to his fellow villager.
Li Su reached the camp and said to the guard,
“Please tell General Lu Bu that a very old friend has come to visit him.”
He was admitted forthwith.