Chapter 195: The Little Brother Carrying the Knife Volunteering
To the north of Xuzhou, near Qingzhou, among the rocks.
A group of soldiers, disheveled and exhausted, were marching hastily from south to north.
This team is from Liu Bei's tribe who was defeated and fled after a fierce battle in Xuzhou all night.
There is no place for Xuzhou. To the west is Fang Guang of Dongjun and Cao Cao of Yanzhou. To the south is Yuan Shu of Huainan. He wants to stew the three brothers in one pot.
Going east is the sea. After much thought, the three brothers decided that the only way to go was to join Yuan Shao.
At Hulao Pass, the Yuan brothers looked like rags to the three brothers Liu, Guan, and Zhang. This time they had the shamelessness to surrender, which made Big Er, who had always been emotionally intelligent and as shy as a copper wall, feel a little worried in his heart.
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Although when he was in Xiaopei, Liu Xuande spoke so freely and freely that the world is too big and I want to see it, he really became a lost dog.
These last three thousand troops must be eaten every day to avoid Zang Ba's sneak attacks and guard against Zhang Liao.
These veterans of many battles are the foundation of Da'er as the leader of the army. Liu Bei could not bear to abandon the army, so he could only act like an old mother and barely keep his troops from collapsing.
Fortunately, these three thousand people were all deeply brainwashed by Xuande. They were loyal men in the late Han Dynasty. Although their conditions were poor, they could see Liu Bei's huge earlobes and extraordinary long arms every day. Everyone felt warm in their hearts.
Yangyang.
Qingzhou is suffering from the poison of the Yellow Turbans. In the border area between Xuzhou and Qingzhou, Zang Ba is the largest. Below Zang Ba, there are tribes of powerful families, remnants of the Yellow Turbans, and bandits under the banner of the Yellow Turbans.
Liu Bei came all the way and killed a few people who were short-sighted and wanted to take advantage. When they arrived at the hill today, Da'er was tired and hungry, so he ordered the army to rest for a few hours before heading north.
The husband is useless, in trouble, and has a concubine. You can imagine how the wife feels.
Mi Lan'er was originally a pampered person in Xuzhou. Unexpectedly, she followed Liu Bei and became a refugee and a wife in the village. The woman felt bitter. After the argument last night, there were a few blood stains on Da Er's cheek.
On the hill, the three brothers left Xuzhou. Zhang Fei, who was in the best mood, looked at the confusion on his eldest brother's face and quickly took off the water bag and handed it to him.
Yan Ren didn't know where he got a copy of Dongjun Publishing House's Xue Zhong, and he studied it in his spare time. He felt that the hardships he faced were nothing compared to what Xiao Xu had experienced!
Liu Bei was so preoccupied that he didn't bother to care about his third brother's trivial matters. After taking a few sips of cold water, his anxious mood calmed down somewhat!
Big Er stood in the hills, with the bright autumn sun shining on the huge earlobes. Xuande looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, much like he was imitating Boss Cao and holding back a few heroic poems.
It's a pity that when he was working under Lu Zhi, he was busy having fun. His emotional intelligence was incredible and his talent was so talented that he couldn't really put it to good use. He hummed for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a single word.
There are several counselors around Liu Bei, and Sun Qian can only play the favorable wind card. Now that the lord is in adversity, Lao Sun is under too much pressure, and Yuanyuan has less time to show his face in front of Big Er, and is busy caring for the grassroots soldiers every day.
Mi Zhu was a young master from an aristocratic family. He and his sister were in the same mood, and somewhat resented Liu Bei for not living up to expectations. He and his younger brother Mi Fang also avoided Liu Bei.
At the critical moment, it was Jian Yong, the most experienced counselor, who stood up and spoke to encourage Liu Bei.
"My lord, when the founding Emperor Guangwu was in Nanyang, he destroyed Wang Mang with hundreds of troops, but he was suppressed by Green Forest. How similar to my lord!"
"I remember that when Emperor Guangwu first entered Hebei, he had only a few dozen followers. Our army was far superior to the previous emperor!"
"My lord's destiny is in the same lineage as Emperor Guangwu. Hebei is the place to be born. In a few years, we will raise troops to go south. When the time comes, why should Lu Bu and Fang Guang be afraid?"
Jian Yong's words made Liu Bei slowly raise the corners of his mouth, put his hands behind his hands, and nodded repeatedly, feeling that Jian Yong's words were reasonable.
Just when the lord and the counselor were laughing at each other, a loud shout suddenly came from the hill. A big man with a black beard and several hundred strong men appeared from the mountainside and came straight towards Liu Bei.
Next to Xuande, Guan Yu was still closing his eyes and reminiscing about the details of the battle with Zhang Liao in Xiapi. He secretly praised Wen Yuan for his prowess, but his thoughts were disrupted by the black man.
He was furious, and without saying a word, he mounted his horse, holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in one hand, and walked to the black-bearded man.
Although the second brother Heng Dao didn't stand up, he swept it away with a look of disdain. Ordinary generals would either rush forward in a rage to die, or retreat back in fear.
But the big man with the black beard was different. When he saw his second brother's look, there seemed to be light shining in his eyes. He threw away his weapon with a loud shout, ran to a place ten steps away from Guan Yu, and knelt down.
"Master Guan, Master Guan, I've finally waited for you! The flood in Xu County washed away Zhoucang for hundreds of miles, hundreds of miles!"
"When I escape alive, I have only one thought in my mind: to seek refuge with Mr. Guan. From now on, I will be under the protection of Mr. Guan and survive in troubled times!"
"It's pitiful, I thought. It's too shabby to run away empty-handed. I can gather some help here and then go south to the second master's place. I heard that Master Guan, Master Liu, and Master Zhang were taken advantage of by Lu Bu!"
"I heard such bad news, and it hurt in my heart for ten days. Zhou Cang cried every night until dawn, with only the word revenge in his heart, and he was engraved on the next door!"
"I didn't expect it to be so pitiful, but I finally met the second master here today!"
The big man with a black beard knelt ten steps in front of Guan Yu. While crying, he knelt at Guan Yu's feet. As he howled, he wiped his nose on the hem of Guan Yu's robe.
Liu Bei was behind Guan Yu and heard the fat man crying sadly. He looked carefully, but he had never seen this person before, so he couldn't help but speak suspiciously.
"Who are you? Why do you call me your lord? Are you so loyal?"
Zhou Cang raised his teary eyes and saw the suspicion in Liu Bei's expression. He gritted his teeth and rolled up his sleeves. Sure enough, the words "Revenge, Kill Fang Guang" were engraved crookedly on his forearm.
"Oh! That's it!"
"It turns out that it was the little thief Fang Datong who did the evil thing again!"
"Brother, you have suffered!"
Even if you don't recognize Zhou Cang, the five characters engraved on Zhou Cang's body clearly illustrate his identity.
Being both victims of Fang Guang, the relationship between the two parties seemed to have become much closer in an instant.
Guan Yu made a cold and arrogant beard stroking movement, helped Zhou Cang up with one hand, looked down at the fat black man's muscles, and nodded with satisfaction.
There are not many of his subordinates who are as strong as Zhou Cang. This fat man looks like he can lift the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and he has put it away just in time to carry the sword.
The second master is on the horse every day, carrying eighty-three pounds in one hand to cool off. His shoulder joints and lumbar spine have been feeling a little uncomfortable these days.
"Zhou Cang, right? Who are you, a hero, and where were you killed by Fang Guang, the little thief? Come, sit down, and tell me one by one!"