Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

"Kill, kill for me!"

"Where is that old boy Zhang Jina? I'm going to kill him!"

A violent roar rang out, causing Zou Yuer's scalp to tingle.

He saw a general with a face that looked like black coal, dragging a snake spear eight feet long in his hand, roaring towards him like a god of death. A flag with the word"Zhang" behind him led the tide. A large number of soldiers rushed over.

Zou Yu'er was so frightened that her face turned pale. She hurriedly lowered the curtain of the carriage and retreated, hugging her maid.

Soon, countless soldiers rushed past the carriage.

The running people Zhang Fei became curious, reined in his horse, and raised the curtain with his snake spear.

A master and a servant, and two panicked young women came into view.

"She's a pretty girl"

"The military advisor is not married yet, so I just want to give him a concubine to warm his bed."

Zhang Fei chuckled, turned around and shouted:

"Someone, protect this little girl and send it to the military advisor later!"

A group of personal guards came forward and surrounded the carriage.

Zhang Fei let his horse drag his spear and continued to rush towards the county government.

"military adviser?"

"The army in Hei Tantou's mouthWho is it?"

"Is he going to kidnap me?"

Zou Yu'er murmured to herself, her pretty face as pale as paper was already occupied by anxiety and panic.

Wancheng County Mansion. The hall was decorated with lanterns and festoons, filled with guests and friends.

Zhang Ji, dressed in a groom's attire, was being congratulated with the congratulatory guests with the support of his bodyguards. The guests greeted each other one by one.

It is said that people are in high spirits when happy events happen.

Although Zhang Ji was seriously ill, today he seemed to be looking back, with a smile on his face and a glow in his face.

The auspicious time was approaching, and the convoy to welcome the bride was about to arrive.

Zhang Ji came to the house tremblingly. Outside the door, looking forward to the arrival of the bride

"I hope this marriage will be a happy one, and I, Zhang Ji, shouldn’t have to die..."

Zhang Ji secretly prayed in his heart.

While he was thinking, dust and fog suddenly rose on the main street.

The guests thought it was the wedding convoy coming, and it suddenly became lively.

Zhang Ji His spirit was lifted, and he raised his head to look around.

Gradually, the smile on Zhang Ji's face disappeared, his eyes gradually widened, and his face solidified into a shocked and horrified moment.

Cavalry.

Hundreds of red-clothed cavalry, rushing like hell. The Nether Iron Cavalry that emerged was rolling towards them.

The cavalry were not in the uniforms of the Xiliang Army.

What they were holding was actually the flag with the character"Liu"!

"It's Liu Biao's cavalry!"

"Jingzhou soldiers, Jingzhou soldiers!"

"Liu Biao's Jingzhou soldiers entered Wancheng!"

Frightened screams suddenly broke out all around.

The guests were shocked and disappeared in the blink of an eye, running away with their heads in their hands.

"How can it be!"

"How could Liu Biao's soldiers and horses suddenly attack our city, Wancheng?"

"Xiu'er didn't give any warning. This doesn't make sense. It doesn't make sense.~~"

Zhang Ji exclaimed with a trembling voice. His body was so frightened that he stepped back and fell to the ground.

The guards on the left and right hurriedly protected Zhang Ji and retreated to the mansion.

It wasn't until he fled to the main hall that Zhang Ji calmed down.

He forced his remaining body to straighten his back and shouted hoarsely:

"Soldiers of the Zhang Family Army, close the gates of your mansion to me and fight to the death to resist the enemy.——"

It's too late.

With a loud and shattering sound, the door of the mansion was slammed open.

Bingzhou wolf cavalry rushed in, and the Xiliang soldiers in the mansion were killed with their swords.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhang Ji was left alone, and he was surrounded in the wedding hall.

Zhang Liao came in on horseback with a sword in hand. He pointed the blade and shouted,"Are you Zhang Ji?"

Zhang Ji stood proudly with his sword horizontally raised and said with a livid face:

"This general is Zhang Ji. Are you Wenpin or Cai Mao? Please tell me your name!"

Zhang Liao sneered.

It seems that until this moment, Zhang Ji was still in the dark, thinking that they were Liu Biao's generals.

"Zhang Ji, can’t you even recognize me?"

"I am Zhang Liao, currently serving as General Zhendong!"

"The one who destroyed your Wancheng was not Liu Biao, but my lord Liu Xuande!"

Zhang Liao made a move with his long sword and announced his name.

Zhang Ji's head exploded with a buzzing sound. He could no longer stand steadily, staggered and fell to the ground, and the long sword in his hand fell from his hand.

"Zhang Liao? He really is Zhang Liao"

"Isn't he a general under Lu Bu? Why did he join Liu Bei?"

"Then, Liu Bei wasn't supposed to go to Rangcheng to meet Liu Biao, so how could he attack Wancheng without any warning?"

"Why is this, why?——"

Zhang Ji was stunned and confused, muttering to himself, as if he had fallen into madness. at this time.

The wolf rides like waves.

Accompanied by Deng Mu, Liu Bei rode into the hall with his head held high and his horse

"Meet my lord!"

"Meet the military advisor!"

Zhang Liao and other soldiers all bowed down to see him.

Zhang Ji trembled, woke up from his daze, and raised his head with difficulty.

Liu Bei, the mat weaver and shoe seller whom he regarded with disdain, was actually tall at this moment. Sitting on a horse, condescendingly looking down at him in a state of desolation with a victor's attitude.

"Liu Bei~~"

Zhang Ji gritted his teeth and called out the name angrily.

"Zhang Ji!"

Liu Bei's eyes were stern and he said calmly:

"I said, if you are unwilling to make peace, I will definitely attack Wancheng and kill you with my own hands."

"I, Liu Bei, do what I say!"

A pair of domineering and confident words hit him hard on the chest like a hammer.

Zhang Ji's blood surged, and he felt dizzy before his eyes, unable to stand still, and staggered to his knees on the ground.

"Liu Bei!"

"How on earth did you get past our Rangcheng legion and sneak attack our Wancheng!"

"What methods did you use?~~"

He gasped for air and yelled at Liu Bei hysterically.

Liu Bei didn't bother to answer.

Zhang Liao looked at Deng Mu and said coldly:

"This is my military advisor Deng’s false plan to destroy Guo!"

"My military adviser expected that you would not make peace, and would take the initiative to send troops to attack Rangcheng to show Liu Biao's toughness."

"We went to Rangcheng to join Liu Biao as a partial force, but my lord led the main force to pretend to be Cao's army and took advantage of Yingchuan to attack Wancheng from the north!"

"Zhang Ji, every move you make is under the control of our military advisor!"

The truth was revealed.

Zhang Ji's face was stunned, and he looked at the young counselor in green shirt next to Liu Bei in disbelief.

Who is this man?

He could actually come up with such an unpredictable and incredible plan for Liu Bei?

"You...who are you?"

Zhang Ji asked with a hoarse voice and full of confusion.

Deng Mu didn't bother to hide anything and gave his name calmly:

"I don’t change my name when I work, I don’t change my surname when I sit down, Deng Mu of Jingzhou is me."

Jingzhou Deng Mu?

Zhang Ji froze again.

His thoughts were racing and he was searching for this strange name in his mind.

I just thought about it and couldn't think of it. Is there such a clever man in Jingzhou?

That is. Said, this Deng Mu is obviously an unknown person.

"I am a majestic hussar general of the Han Dynasty, a famous general of Xiliang!"

"He was actually plotted by an unknown person and became the prisoner of Liu Bei, a man who weaves mats and sells shoes?"

"The sky has no eyes, why do you want to humiliate me like this?——"

Zhang Ji was so ashamed and angry that he looked up to the sky and let out a howl of despair and sorrow.

The wound bursts and blood rushes to the brain

"ah——"

Zhang Ji screamed, spat out several mouthfuls of blood, and fell to the ground.

A desperate death.