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Daren Dade Liu Da'er, I shouldn't mind.

Xiao Wen muttered in his mouth, his right hand restlessly behind his back, always having the urge to draw a knife and stab someone.

Among the three male lords in the late Han Dynasty, Sun Quan was a son of a family, and there were a lot of people surrounding him wherever he went, and he had no chance to stab him.

Cao Mengde, who was too vigilant, estimated that Uncle Ben had not stabbed him yet, so he was the first to be stabbed by him.

Thinking about it, only the "Great Benevolence and Great Virtue" Liu Daer is the most suitable.

Not ...... though

Just when Xiao Wen was about to move, he found that the red-faced and long-haired guy next to Liu Bei was staring at him.

Guan Yu

! This guy is guarding against Uncle Ben

! Damn it!

What about the trust between people?

As for Zhang Fei, as soon as he came in, his eyes were locked on Ma Chao, and he didn't move away at all.

Heh,

this right-hand man ......

The big-eared thief is really out of shit luck!"

Xiao Wen thought to himself, scolding in his heart.

The hand behind him was taken out, and by the way, he also asked the subordinates outside to bring tea,

Xiao Wen and Liu Bei together, and naturally there was a burst of false and benevolent greetings.

After the greetings, the situation in Zhuo County was mentioned.

Liu Bei patted his chest and promised that he was a native of Zhuoxian in life and a ghost in Zhuoxian when he died

! Even if he fought for his life, he would never let the Yellow Turban thieves step into the city!

These words were really impassioned.

Even if Xiao Wen heard it, he couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

is worthy of being a big-eared thief, and he has a hand in sensationalism.

Uncle Ben always suspected that this guy had put all his talent on sensationalism.

If it weren't for Uncle Ben's reliving life, if he knew what kind of NPC you were, maybe he would have been fooled by you.

Xiao Wen muttered silently in his heart, looking at Liu Da'er's gaze, which could not be regarded as kind

, "Mr. Liu has this heart, and this official is very comforted! I heard that these days, Mr. Liu has temporarily taken the post of county commander, and has recruited 500 elite soldiers?" Xiao Wen changed his words and asked out loud.

In the next second, Liu Bei, who was still smiling and playing with Xiao Wen, changed his face in an instant.

He hurriedly got up, bowed his hand, and said: "Bei has trespassed, please punish

the adults!" "But Bei does not regret it, he can do his part for his hometown, even if it is the head that the adults want to prepare at this moment, he will take away these five hundred elite soldiers! Bei has no complaints!"

Not ...... though

"Sir, don't be presumptuous. What the gentleman did, although it was not in accordance with the rules, was reasonable.

"With Mr. Liu and two strong men, plus five hundred elite soldiers to help, this time the yellow turban will definitely be able to come and go!"

Hearing this, Liu Bei frowned slightly, squeezed out some smiles on his stiff face, and said yes with a smile.

"There's one thing, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Lord Prefectural Commander. Liu Bei suddenly spoke.

"Oh, what's the matter?" asked Xiao Wen with an eyebrow.

"I want to borrow the square in the center of the town from the prefectural magistrate. Liu Bei said.

"What's the use?"

"Although the three brothers and I have the heart to get rid of the thief, they are suffering from the lack of weapons that are suitable, and they want to build a large iron furnace in the city to make weapons. Liu Bei said.

"Build a weapon?" Xiao Wen muttered, the look on his face was a little strange, and he stared at Liu Bei for a few times before nodding his head to allow this.

"Master Xie!"

After a while of greetings, Xiao Wen smiled and sent the three of them out.

After the three of them left, the look on Xiao Wen's face became particularly cold.

Fang Cai's conversation was a temptation between each other.

Xiao Wen is declaring his sovereignty over the county order, while Liu Bei wants to use the mouth of Youyou to protect the five hundred elite soldiers in his hands.

Five hundred elite soldiers, you can take it yourself.

But Liu Bei definitely can't be killed.

This guy is now a hero in the eyes of the people of the entire Zhuo County.

As long as he does it to him with his front foot, in the next second, the people of Zhuoxian County will inevitably collapse.

So, this guy can't move.

Not only can you not move, but you also have to make a good living.

It's better to find an opportunity, the kind that can willingly let Uncle Ben stab him.

Xiao Wen muttered silently in his heart.

Seeing off Liu Guanzhang and the others, it didn't take long for the departing white dragon rider to return, each carrying a backpack behind him.

The back basket is filled with iron.

Accept the fifty catties of iron, and then Xiao Wen took five hundred white dragons out of the house and walked around the city.

But he saw that Su Shuang and Zhang Shiping, who had left, were already gathering the people in the city to repair the city wall, which could be regarded as keeping their promise.

Time passed little by little, with the advancement of time, the complete unfolding of the plot mission, and countless players came into the city, these are all players who chose to join Zhuoxian.

There are even many people who come for Liu Guanzhang and the others.

I feel good about myself, and I want to take Liu Guanzhang and the three of them under my command.

However, the result was naturally a failure as always.

If you run into Liu Bei, it would be better, it was mostly a tactful word, and he refused directly.

But if you meet Zhang Fei and Guan Yu,

then I'm embarrassed.

There

are many players who have joined Zhuoxian, but there are even more players who have joined Cheng Zhiyuan and Deng Mao's camp.

Judging from the data integrated by some data stream players in the player forum, the players who join the Zhuoxian Yellow Turban camp far exceed the players who join the Zhuoxian camp.

Judging from the number of people, the players in the Zhuoxian camp seem to be a little dangerous.

The original 50,000 Yellow Turban Army, after being expanded by

players, directly reached 500,000! This is also because some players have a low territorial level, and the number of soldiers they bring is less than 1,000.

Moreover, even the number of 500,000 is still increasing day by day.

After all, the vast majority of players do not have a good impression of the decaying Eastern Han Dynasty in the background of the game, but it is the poor peasant masses who can arouse their sympathy even more.

Xiao Wen is naturally reading the news on these forums.

He wasn't too worried, though.

After all, in the previous life, the number of people in Zhuo County was generally less than that of the Yellow Turban camp.

Although the number of people is small, it can't stand the three of Liu Guanzhang here.

These three guys are stuck in the existence of bugs, and as long as they are cast into divine weapons, they can burst out with extremely strong combat effectiveness.

Of

course, this is only the situation in Zhuo County in the previous life.

Victory can be achieved by relying on NPCs, but in this way, the player will receive fewer rewards.

Instead of watching the rewards decrease, it would be better for Uncle Ben to exert a little more effort and slash a few more knives, and he could also slash and kill those guys in the Yellow Turban!

Xiao Wen muttered, silently opened the panel of Zhuoxian County's territory, and saw that the main military buildings had been repaired.

In the past few days, the number of soldiers in the county has tripled.

Well, although it still hasn't broken the triple digits.

However, Xiao Wen didn't expect these people to exert much combat effectiveness at all.

After all, he put all his hopes on the player and Liu Bei.

At night, ...... twelve

As soon as the hour passed, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and a shout of killing suddenly sounded from outside the city.

Yellow Turbans, siege!