The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

The Yellow Turban Army mobilized troops and generals, and Du Yu was also gathering troops. The war between the two sides was inevitable.

Not to mention here, the other side...

Nanyang City, Prefect's Mansion, Nanyang Prefect Qin Jie is currently correcting a document.

Suddenly, there was movement outside the door.

"Your Excellency, there is an urgent report!" Qin Jie's confidants called outside the door.

"Um?"

Qin Jie stopped the pen in his hand, and a trace of ink slightly stained the paper. For no reason, he had some bad premonitions in his heart.

"Come in!"

After Qin Jie shouted out the door, he saw a thin man walking in. It was Qin Jie's confidant Han Cheng.

Qin Jie asked: "Han Cheng, why are you in such a hurry?"

Han Chenglian said: "Master Taishou, we just received an urgent report that there is movement among the Yellow Turban Army camped a hundred and fifty miles outside the city. They are mobilizing soldiers on a large scale!"

"What!"

Qin Jie's expression was shocked. He had discovered that the main force of Zhang Mancheng's Yellow Turban Army had arrived near Nanyang City some time ago, and he had been sending people to watch and be on guard.

Qin Jie was very afraid of Zhang Mancheng.

After all, the fall of Wancheng near Nanyang is a lesson learned from the past. I heard that Wancheng was captured by Zhang Mancheng and his troops.

Are we finally going to attack Nanyang now?

"Is Zhang Mancheng leading his army to Nanyang City?" Qin Jie looked at his confidant Han Cheng with a gloomy expression.

"Your Excellency, this is not the case."

Han Cheng looked strange and said: "Zhang Mancheng, the commander of the Yellow Turban Rebels, did not take action. He only sent his subordinates to kill Zhao Hong in the direction of Panlong Valley. It seemed that he was going to attack a new alien force in Panlong Valley. "

"Alien forces?"

"Tell me all the information." Qin Jie frowned and felt something in his heart.

"Sir, this is what happened..."

Han Chenglian spoke and reported all the information received from his scouts in Panlong Valley during this period. Even when Du Yu first built Qilin Village, he encountered 30,000 Yellow Turban troops, and Du Yu killed more than 15,000 people. Everything was mentioned.

After all, Panlong Valley is in the area of ​​Nanyang City, and the local Taishou lineage of Nanyang City has a strong base here, and there are countless scouts nearby to supervise everything every day.

No trouble will escape the eyes of these people.

"Panlong Valley, Qilin Town, Stranger Du Yu?"

"good!"

"What a legendary man who can kill the ferocious stone giant, what a young hero who can fight 30,000 Yellow Turban bandits alone in anger!" After Qin Jie heard a series of information about Du Yu, he immediately put his hands on his hands and laughed, Even the previous nervousness was subtly diluted.

"Master Taishou, what should we do now?" Han Cheng asked.

"Um."

Qin Jie fell into deep thought. At present, Nanyang City cannot defend itself against Zhang Mancheng. There are less than 80,000 defenders in the city, but Zhang Mancheng has at least hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban bandits. This is only possible with the help of the city and the strength of the city defenders. Withstood several attacks by Zhang Mancheng.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Army was attacking Panlong Valley on Du Yu's side. Qin Jie wanted to help, but was powerless.

After a while, Qin Jie sighed.

"Nanyang City itself can't protect itself, but it can't save the stranger."

"Send some people to monitor the development of the matter. If there is any trouble, please report to me."

"I hope that young stranger will be fine." After Qin Jie finished speaking, he looked out the window with deep helplessness in his eyes.

"promise!"

Han Cheng was helpless after hearing this. He understood that his governor wanted to send troops to rescue, but unfortunately he was powerless. There were fewer and fewer soldiers in Nanyang.

Crunch——

After Han Cheng left, a young man dressed as a scholar and waving a feather fan also came out of a side room of Qin Jie's house.

If Du Yu were here at this moment, he would definitely yell "fuck" the moment he saw this young man.

Because this guy is none other than Zhuge Liang, a superb strategist in the Three Kingdoms. He is extremely famous in history and has created one myth after another! Zhuge Kongming!

"Master Taishou, don't worry about that foreigner. Liang knows a little bit about the art of fortune-telling. Dragons and tigers are leaping in the sky above Panlong Valley in the southeast. This is a sign of great prosperity. I'm afraid that foreigner lord is not just what he shows on the surface. With these methods, the Yellow Turban Army may not be able to do anything to him." Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Kong Ming, are you serious?" Qin Jie's eyes lit up.

"If you don't believe it, Lord Prefect, how about a gambling fight between you and me? Let's use ten taels of silver as gambling chips. If I win these, I can also buy some food and wine to fill my stomach." Zhuge Liang smiled, full of confidence. .

"Why are you betting? I can just give the money to you sir." Qin Jie shook his head, obviously very convinced of Zhuge Liang.

"I'm not working under the prefect, you and I are just friends, how can I accept money from you." Zhuge Liang shook his head.

"well."

Qin Jie sighed and said, "Mr. Kong Ming, let's not talk anymore. Let's have a drink together...Then let's have a bet and see if the stranger can really escape from the hands of the Yellow Turban bandits."

(Note: Tiandao Zhinao has adjusted the world of the Three Kingdoms, which is different from the real historical timeline. Currently, by default, all characters from the Three Kingdoms era will appear. Well, I actually want to recruit Zhuge Liang. I hope you don’t mind.)

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Qin Jie and Zhuge Liang were drinking and eating. When they kept receiving messages from the scouts outside the city, the Yellow Turban Army had already begun to take action. The emperor-level military general Zhao Hong led one hundred thousand troops, leading Zhang Cheng and Wen Wu, who were also emperor-level. The strong military commanders marched all the way towards Panlong Valley.

On Du Yu's side, in Panlong Valley, in front of many military camps in Qilin Town.

At this moment, Du Yu was also standing in front of a large number of Qilin soldiers who had assembled.

"Soldiers of Qilin Town!"

Du Yu raised his arms and shouted, "The Yellow Turban Army went too far. They first led 30,000 soldiers to attack our Qilin Town. After being repulsed, they sent envoys to humiliate us in every possible way, asking our Qilin Town to surrender to their thieves and bandits." , otherwise we will flatten our Qilin Town and kill all the people in Qilin Town. I killed his envoys angrily. Now I have received news that the Yellow Turban Army Nanyang Qu Commander Zhang Mancheng’s men are mobilizing an army to kill at our headquarters in Qilin Town. What do you think? , What should we do in the face of such prodigal thieves!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The Qilin soldiers shouted angrily, their voices rising into the sky.

"good!"

Du Yu looked at the group of Qilin soldiers and said loudly: "After today, you Qilin Legion soldiers will go into battle for the first time to kill the enemy. You will definitely shine in this world! The power of Qilin! You can destroy many yellow scarf bandits. Do you have it? Confidence to do it?”

"have!"

"have!"

"have!"

The Qilin soldiers spoke out again with high morale, and no one showed any signs of cowardice.

"Wang Han!"

Du Yu opened his mouth and ordered: "Assemble 20,000 troops, we will leave the city and attack the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army headquarters!"

"promise!"

Wang Han's eyes lit up and he loudly accepted the order.