Farmer of Shu Han

"You lose."

Guan Ji stood proudly, but ignored everyone's horrified gazes, and said calmly.

"How...how is it possible?"

Huahuan opened her mouth wide and stared blankly, but didn't react for a moment.

She looked at Sangu who was lying on the ground, panicked even more, ran over and shouted, "Sangu, Sangu, are you okay?"

"She's fine, she just passed out after holding her breath."

Guan Ji looked at Roshan who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, her eyes flashed with a trace of doubt, and she explained a rare sentence.

The third aunt who fell to the ground coughed, let out a breath, and opened her eyes under the shaking of the flower garland, "Master Shao, I'm sorry, I lost."

Sangu couldn't get up by herself, and Huahuan couldn't get up by herself, so she turned her head and scolded, "Are you blind? Why don't you come and help?"

The savage maidservants who were so shocked by Guan Ji's violent blow only then realized that they ran over one after another, helping to lift Sangu up.

They couldn't help being shocked, they naturally knew the level of the third aunt in the tribe.

Unexpectedly, this weak and handsome Han family man in front of him could defeat Sangu.

"It's okay Sangu, we still have..."

Hualan was about to comfort her, but Sangu shook her head, looked at Guan Ji with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, we can't beat him, he knows where our weakness is."

Huahuan was startled, and after a while, she cast a disbelieving glance at Guan Ji who was standing with her hands behind her back, "Sangu, you mean..."

Sangu nodded and said, "That's right, this person is very powerful. He not only knows where our weaknesses are, but also has great strength."

As she spoke, she pointed to the place where she was protected by the armor on her body, "He hit me right here."

"What if it's a trick?"

Hualan naturally knows what Sangu's weakness is, but she still doesn't believe that the other party knows it too.

"It's not a lie. When he was fighting me just now, he kept testing my weaknesses and finally hit me with one blow. He must know something about us."

Seeing Guan Ji's victory over the opponent, Feng Yong's heart was lifted, thinking that Guan Ji was indeed the same Guan Ji, and had never disappointed him.

Seeing the other party muttering something again, I felt upset, so I imitated Hua Ling's tone at the beginning, and said sourly, "Isn't Miss Hua timid?"

When Hualan heard this, her heart suddenly became blocked, and she wished she could bite this bastard to death!

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who said I was timid?"

Turning her head to look behind her, she found that the servant girl's eyes were filled with unconfident expressions. It was obvious that Guan Ji's bravery was beyond their expectations.

"Master Shao..."

The third aunt hesitated to speak.

Hualan understands Sangu's meaning: If she can't even beat her, then others won't gain much by playing.

But if he admits defeat at this point, he has to pay Ada's horse to Feng Yong, how can Huahuan be willing?

When she was in a dilemma, Guan Ji, who was standing there quietly, asked indifferently, "Who else?"

Hualan raised her head to look at the Han family man when she heard the words, she really hated and was angry, he is obviously an incomparably handsome man, why is he so powerful? Not a good thing, just know how to deceive people with appearance!

But I couldn't do anything to the other party, and I really felt extremely wronged in my heart.

"Do you still want to fight?"

How could Guan Ji care about the thoughts of Hualan's little daughter, and immediately frowned and urged.

Huawan bit her lip and said nothing.

On the other hand, Feng Yong saw it clearly and coughed, "If it's inconvenient for the young master to lead, then we don't have to fight the rest of the round. How about treating it as a draw?"

Huahuan's heart warmed, and she glanced at Feng Yong gratefully, thinking that this gentleman could still speak.

"Okay, it's a draw."

Huahuan nodded and said, she became ruthless at the moment, and brought the curly-haired red rabbit horse over, "Two wins in three rounds, and a tie in the last round, even if I lose, this horse will be given to you!"

Feng Yong was so happy that his nose almost came out.

Dianma finally has a BMW as a horse breed.

Guan Ji stepped forward and took the rope directly.

Huahuan's eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't bear to let go.

Guan Ji twitched again.

Hualan looked at Feng Yong pitifully.

Feng Yong turned his head away, pretending he didn't see it.

At the same time, I said silently in my heart, I am willing to admit defeat, if I lose, I will definitely give you the knife-so, you should give me the horse.

Guan Ji finally pulled the horse rope and led the horse back to Feng Yong without looking back.

Huahuan couldn't help crying "Wow", and ran away.

The rest of the servants hurriedly shouted and chased after him.

The third aunt took a deep look at Guan Ji, and then followed, accompanied by an unknown strong woman.

Guan Ji also looked at the backs of the two strong women thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.

Huang Ji got the chance to end and was extremely disappointed. At this time, she saw Guan Ji leading the BMW back and stepped forward to touch it.

Unexpectedly, this horse has a bit of a temper. It is fine to lead the horse by a rope, but it is not allowed to be touched. Seeing that Huang Ji is about to touch it, she immediately wants to kick her hoof.

Huang Ji was in a bad mood at first, but now when she looked at the horse, she would get angry again. She was furious at the moment, she slapped the horse, and immediately slapped the horse to stagger, cursing, "How dare you, you beast?"

Curly-haired Chitu didn't expect that the girl in front of him was also a shrew, so he snorted and didn't dare to move anymore.

It was Feng Yong who noticed Guan Ji's abnormality, and asked with concern, "What is San Niang thinking?"

Guan Ji forced a smile, looked at Hualan and the others who had gone away, and then said, "It's nothing, I just saw that Hualan used such a strong woman as a personal guard, and I remembered the yellow scarf warrior that my lord mentioned to my concubine. "

"Have you seen the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Feng Yong asked in surprise.

Guan Ji shook her head, "I haven't seen it before, but I have heard from the adults that Zhang Jiao's bodyguard yellow scarf wrestlers are all different from ordinary people, and they are extremely strong, just like that strong woman just now."

"Isn't the Yellow Turban Lishi a man? How come there are women?"

Feng Yong was even more surprised this time.

"Yes, and there are many. I heard from the adults that it is extremely difficult to train yellow turban wrestlers. Zhang Jiao has been raising them for more than ten years before finally raising a batch. Therefore, as long as they can become yellow turban wrestlers, no matter male or female, It will all be counted.”

Feng Yong nodded, feeling like he hadn't remembered something in his heart.

"However, if the women in the Yellow Turban Warriors are all like the strong women just now, Zhang Jiao can be used as a striker."

"It's more than that." Guan Ji shook her head and said, "During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Zhang Jiao would pray to the sky every time before the battle, and then burn talisman paper and mix it with ashes in clear water, which is called divine water, and then let the Yellow Turban warrior drink it."

"After they drink the talisman water, they will not be afraid of life and death, not afraid of swords and guns, tireless, charge into battle, extremely brave, and caused a lot of trouble to the officers and soldiers at first."

"Fortunately, there were not many people. In addition, Zhang Jiao's hasty rebellion, in order to create momentum as soon as possible, let the yellow scarf warriors continue to take the lead in attacking the city and looting land. Many people were killed and injured. Moreover, after drinking the magic water, it also has a time limit."

"After the effect of Shenshui wears off, the Yellow Turban Warriors will be weak, so this can be regarded as one of their shortcomings. In addition, Zhang Jiao died of illness, and the Yellow Turban Warriors lost their Shenshui, and their combat power dropped greatly."

"That's why the yellow turban thieves became weaker and weaker the further they got to the back, and they were finally suppressed in one fell swoop."

"I didn't expect the Yellow Turban Rebellion decades ago to have such a mystery."

Feng Yong experienced his history addiction for a while, and at the same time thought in his heart, what kind of magic water, why does it sound like something that young people in later generations use to inhale in order to have fun?

"The concubine only knew about it when she heard the adults mention it occasionally."

"But Zhang Jiao... I remember that he is not from Julu? He is far away in Jizhou, how could he be connected with Yizhou barbarians far southwest of Han Dynasty? Sanniang, are you thinking too much?"

In terms of transportation in this era, apart from serving as a soldier or being sent by the court to be an official, it is impossible for people from Jizhou in the north to come to Yizhou for a lifetime, let alone the barbarian land in the south of Yizhou?