Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 43: Isn't This Bullying Honest People? (Seeking Subscriptions Before Going on Shelves)

Zhang Liang, who had barely fallen asleep after contemplating for half the night, led a large number of Yellow Turban generals to the south gate tower of Julu City, only to see a dark-faced man below leading a thousand cavalrymen, flaunting their power and uttering coarse language.

“It is said that your so-called Little Benevolent Teacher is also named Zhang, which is the same surname as Zhang Sanye… …

“However, bah! I only feel ashamed. That Little Benevolent Teacher must be afraid that pretending to be a spokesperson for the Yellow Heaven will implicate his ancestors for eighteen generations after death.”

“So, that Little Benevolent Teacher shamelessly changed his surname to Zhang, right? Disgusting! So disgusting! ! Extremely disgusting! ! !

“Isn’t this bullying our old Zhang family who are all honest people?”

“I'm just saying that our Zhang surname has been full of heroes for generations, how could any Zhang surname person accidentally leave blood in some wilderness, resulting in such a person who pretends to be a ghost and deceives the people… …

… …

Zhang Liang's face turned ashen with anger after listening for only a while.

Those words were not only insulting Zhang Jiao, whose position in the Taiping Dao was extremely high, but as Zhang Jiao's younger brother, Zhang Liang felt a surge of anger rising in his chest.

“Kill… … Kill that man for me! ! ”

Zhang Liang's finger trembled as he pointed at Zhang Fei below, undoubtedly falling victim to Zhang Fei's gradually developing “taunt” skill, and shouted.

“Whoever kills this man will be rewarded with ten thousand gold! No! One hundred thousand gold! ! ! ”

Suddenly, the eyes of the large group of Yellow Turban generals who followed Zhang Liang became fanatical and excited.

“I am willing to die for General Rengong!”

“Get out of the way, let me do it!”

“Who dares to stop me? ? ”

While several Yellow Turban generals were still arguing, Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai had already rushed down the city tower, leading their respective guards to open the city gate and rush out.

Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai almost rode side by side directly towards Zhang Fei.

“Don’t block me, I want to die for gold… … Ah no, for the Yellow Heaven.”

“Roll! ”

“Good, good, good, so you are competing with me like this? Then let’s see who can get this thief’s head.”

“Hmph, then it depends on each person’s ability… …

Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai did not give way to each other, and almost side by side, they quickly rushed towards Zhang Fei, who was two hundred steps away outside the city.

Seeing the four generals approaching, not only did Zhang Fei not show any fear, but he stood there with his mouth wide open, like a fool in the eyes of Zhang Liang and others.

The next moment, seeing Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai about to approach Zhang Fei, each wielding their weapons.

“Drink! ! ! ”

Zhang Fei suddenly let out a huge roar like the roaring of tigers and leopards, startling Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai into a momentary blank, and even the warhorses they were riding on were startled and raised their front hooves.

It was at this moment that Zhang Fei stabbed the chest of Sima Ju, who was closest, with his Zhangba Snake Spear.

“Puff! ”

Sima Ju's chest, unable to block at all, was directly pierced, and then Zhang Fei directly lifted the whole person with the Zhangba Snake Spear and slammed him towards Wu Ba and Chen Bai who were beside Sima Ju.

With two “bang bang” sounds, Wu Ba and Chen Bai were knocked off their horses by Sima Ju's body and fell heavily to the ground.

The unlucky Wu Ba happened to have his neck stepped on by the falling horseshoe, and a bone-cracking sound that made people's teeth sore rang out, and Wu Ba's neck was directly broken by the warhorse.

Afterwards, Zhang Fei suddenly looked towards Xu He, who had barely stabilized his warhorse.

Stared at by Zhang Fei's leopard head and ring eyes exuding a fierce aura, coupled with Sima Ju who died on the spot and Wu Ba whose neck was broken by the warhorse, Xu He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart, and his face was pale and iron-blue without a trace of blood as he slowly slid off the horse's back.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei couldn't help laughing out loud.

“Hahaha, how dare such a cowardly person offend the tiger's might of your Third Master?”

This scene frightened Chen Bai, who was knocked off his horse, his legs weakened, and he subconsciously crawled backwards, trying to stay away from Zhang Fei.

However, Zhang Fei clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and the warhorse lightly raised its hooves, almost instantly catching up with Chen Bai, and the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand directly pierced Chen Bai's chest.

Afterwards, with a flick of the Zhangba Snake Spear, Chen Bai was thrown towards the direction of the Yellow Turban warriors who had rushed out of the city gate much slower.

In an instant, there was silence under Julu City!

Only Zhang Fei's warhorse slowly raised its hooves, facing away from those Yellow Turban warriors and heading towards the direction of his cavalry.

However, even though Zhang Fei was facing away from them, those Yellow Turban warriors still stared blankly at Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai, who were killed like chickens in an instant, and did not dare to move rashly.

With a roar, in a few ups and downs.

One general was killed, one general was killed after falling off his horse, one general was scared to death alive, and one general fled in fear and was caught up and stabbed to death casually.

Not to mention those Yellow Turban warriors, even Zhang Liang and others on the city tower stared wide-eyed, looking at the dark-faced man below in disbelief.

Zhang Liang, as General Rengong, subconsciously murmured a sentence.

“In… … In the world, there is such a brave person? Could it be a heavenly god descending… …

Afterwards, Zhang Liang suddenly realized that with his status, he must never say these words, so he quickly stopped speaking and looked at the Yellow Turban generals beside him.

Only to see that the eyes of each Yellow Turban general looking at Zhang Fei were already filled with fear and their courage was completely lost.

Among the Yellow Turban generals, Xu He, Sima Ju, Wu Ba, and Chen Bai were not outstanding in courage and strength, but they were definitely not the weakest.

However, in just one encounter, all four died, which could not but make the others, who were also Yellow Turban generals, feel terrified.

Gold is good, but you have to have the life to get it!

Seeing this, Zhang Liang directly ordered the Yellow Turban general closest to him.

“You, go and kill that dark-faced man for me.”

“Me? ”

The Yellow Turban general who was named subconsciously shrank his neck, pointed at himself with a shocked finger, with an expression of astonishment and disbelief.

Zhang Liang raised his finger hatefully and pointed at other generals.

“Then you… …

However, Zhang Liang found that wherever his finger pointed, the Yellow Turban generals almost all subconsciously shrank their necks, with a look of fear.

At this moment, Zhang Liang couldn't help but want to utter vulgar words.

Zhang Fei looked at the city tower from afar and saw that there was no reply for a long time, and laughed out loud again.

“Ah hahaha, what? Is that all you have? It's not enough for your Third Master to have fun.”

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth and slammed the city wall, then said.

“Dare the general leave his name? When the Great Benevolent Teacher protected by the Yellow Heaven returns in the future, he will surely take your life!”

Zhang Fei was about to subconsciously say “I am Zhang Yide of Yan” when he suddenly remembered the matter that Li Ji had specifically told him before, his voice paused, and then he said loudly.

“I am a descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan, a member of the Han Dynasty, and a disciple of the Great Confucianist Lu Zhi, the Northern General of the Imperial Court—Zhang Fei, the sworn brother of Liu Xuande!”

This long string of titles caused the brains of some Yellow Turban generals to crash on the spot.

Even Zhang Liang took a dozen breaths in his mind to completely understand Zhang Fei's identity.

I am Zhang Fei, the sworn brother of Liu Xuande!

Then the long string in the middle is not Zhang Fei's prefix, but Liu Xuande's title prefix.

Descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan, a member of the Han Dynasty, a disciple of Lu Zhi, the Northern General of the Imperial Court… …

These titles are more resounding than the other!

Especially the title of disciple of Lu Zhi, for the Yellow Turbans who were repeatedly defeated by Lu Zhi and had to retreat to Guangzong to hold on, it was full of deterrence.

In an instant, after most of the Yellow Turban generals gradually reacted, they couldn't help but be frightened by Liu Xuande's identity.

As for whether this title is false, even the Yellow Turban generals understand that it is basically impossible.

After all, impersonating a member of the Han Dynasty and a disciple of the Great Confucianist Lu Zhi, the former is a serious crime, and the latter will be despised by the world.

“Hahaha, I tell you, it’s just that my elder brother is kind and benevolent, and doesn’t want to wait until the imperial army arrives and turn all of you Yellow Turbans in the city into powder.”

“Therefore, my elder brother deliberately asked Lu Gong for orders to lead a part to Julu first, intending to persuade you to surrender!”

“My elder brother said: Those who abandon the Yellow will no longer be pursued. Otherwise, when Lu Gong kills all the remnants of the Yellow Turban thieves in Guangzong and rushes to Julu, there will definitely be no Yellow left.”

“You only have three days to consider!”

Zhang Fei seemed to be announcing the verdict on the Yellow Turbans, and then swaggered back to the camp ten miles away, leaving Zhang Liang and others on the city tower with horrified expressions.

In the eyes of Zhang Liang and others, Zhang Fei's image was brave like a heavenly god, but his personality was undoubtedly outspoken and reckless.

It was precisely because of this that Zhang Fei's seemingly unintentional disclosure of the news that seemed to be designed made Zhang Liang and others instinctively believe it.

Liu Bei is a disciple of Lu Zhi, and came to Julu from Guangzong?

In this way, could it be that the Taiping Dao believers on the Guangzong line have been completely defeated, so that these Han troops appeared in Julu like divine soldiers?

What about the Great Benevolent Teacher?

Zhang Fei's seemingly conclusive and confident tone could not help but make Zhang Liang and others have many associations.

… …

Zhang Fei, who had returned to the camp, couldn't wait to rush to Liu Bei and Li Ji and asked excitedly.

“Elder brother, Mr. Zikun, how did I do just now?”

“Third brother’s bravery is rare in the world.” Liu Bei praised.

Li Ji nodded and said. “Impeccable, this move will surely make the interior of Julu City suspicious and the people panic.”

It has to be said that honest people can really be deceptive!

If Zhang Fei's words just now had been spoken by Liu Bei or Guan Yu, the effect certainly wouldn't have been as convincing as when spoken by the seemingly reckless and rash Zhang Fei.

After all, Zhang Fei seemed to be born with a face that suggested he wouldn't use schemes.

At this moment, Zhang Fei's face was full of unconcealable triumph and joy, but he didn't forget to feign modesty and said,

"Hahaha, that's all thanks to Mr. Zikun's excellent teaching."

Liu Bei hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask,

"Yide, when you were engaged in that verbal battle just now, although it was to deliberately provoke the bandits, the words you spoke were ultimately too crude and insulting. Where did you learn them from?"

Subconsciously, Zhang Fei looked towards Li Ji.

Li Ji's expression stiffened slightly, and he asked in return,

"Why are you looking at me?"