"I would like to ask you, are you from the Yellow Turban Army?"
Yan Liang ignored Xu You and was not angered by Zhou Cang. This knowing question stunned everyone present.
"I'm just like the Yellow Turban Army." Zhou Cang was stunned for a moment and said in a rough voice.
"Very good, I will ask you again, the leader of your Yellow Turban Army is named Zhang Jiao." Yan Liang said again.
The people around him became more and more confused. Zhou Cang, who was originally angry, forgot what he was angry about for a while when he was asked this incomprehensible question.
"How can a common man like you just call the name of a great sage and good teacher?" Zhou Cang's expression immediately became solemn at the mention of Zhang Jiao.
Yan Liang nodded, "Very good. Just remember Zhang Jiao. I will remember that your great teacher once said that all the Yellow Turbans and martyrs in the world are brothers. As a member of the Yellow Turbans, you should not fail to remember it."
Bar."
When Xu You next to him heard this, his confused eyes softened slightly, and he seemed to have guessed a little bit.
Zhou Cang was still at a loss and said impatiently: "What do you want to say?"
Now that the arrangements have been laid, it’s time to come up with the trump card.
Yan Liang then said loudly: "I will remember that back then, Guan Yu made his fortune by destroying the Yellow Turban Army with Liu Bei. With Guan Yu's martial arts, more than hundreds of the Yellow Turban Army died under his sword. According to your great virtuous death theory, Guan Yu
Those killed were all your brothers, right?"
Zhou Cang's expression was shocked, and he tried to refute Yan Liang's words, but found that he was speechless.
Yan Liang's words were like sharp blades, directly hitting Zhou Cang's weakness.
"When Guan Yu killed your brother, my Mr. Yuan was still in Runan to honor his mother. He had no grievances against your Yellow Turban Army. Now, you worship a man whose hands are stained with your brother's blood like this.
Even if you go against someone who has no enmity or enmity against you because of him, are you stupid or just a bitch?"
Yan Liang's voice also rose an octave, and every word was like a knife, mercilessly cutting into Zhou Cang's panicked heart.
Zhou Cang, who was originally angry, seemed to be extinguished by Yan Liang's words, and his whole body suddenly fell silent.
A hint of admiring smile flashed across the corner of Xu You's lips next to him, secretly praising Yan Liang's words for being so good.
Although Zhou Cang was a rough man, he was not an unreasonable barbarian. After being baptized by Yan Liang's words, the vague admiration for Guan Yu in his heart gradually disappeared.
Zhou Cang's psychological changes were all written on his face, how could he hide them from Yan Liang's eyes.
Yan Liang then said: "Cao Cao, like Guan Yu, both made their fortunes by killing the Yellow Turban Army. I think your conscience has not been destroyed. If you can repent in time, submit to my command, and help Yuan Gong attack Cao's thieves, it will be regarded as your contribution."
To atone for your sins, are you willing to surrender?"
Zhou Cang still bowed his head and remained silent.
Although he was still silent, Yan Liang could see that his mind was already inclined to surrender, but he still had some troubles in terms of face.
"Let him go." Yan Liang suddenly ordered.
The generals on the left and right were stunned for a moment and did not come back to their senses for a while.
"I said let him go!"
Yan Liang repeated it sternly, with undoubted majesty in his tone.
The subordinates were startled and hurriedly untied Zhou Cang's rope.
After being freed from the restraints, Zhou Cang stood up from the ground with a confused look on his face.
"I see that you have fallen into my trap and are still dissatisfied, so I will give you a chance. As long as you can take my sword, I will let you go. If not, you will obediently bow to the ground and surrender. What do you think?
"
As Yan Liang spoke, he raised his toes and kicked a steel knife on the ground.
He wanted to give Zhou Cang a step down, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to show him his super martial arts skills.
For a rough warrior like Zhou Cang, only strong strength is the key weapon to convince him.
Zhou Cang took the kicked knife, his face as black as coal showed a trace of shock and anger.
To defeat you with one blow is such an arrogant provocation.
Zhou Cang was angered again.
With the broadsword slashed, Zhou Cang shouted sternly: "Don't underestimate me. I, Zhou Cang, will make a bet with you. Then you won't be able to keep your word."
"I, Yan Liang, always do what I say, so just come over here."
Yan Liang held the long knife in his arms and smiled lightly. With that relaxed look, he didn't take Zhou Cang seriously at all.
Such contempt made Zhou Cang furious. He heard a loud roar, and the iron tower-like body jumped out from the ground. With the force of the strong wind in his hand, the big knife in his hand slashed towards Yan Liang.
Three steps——
Two steps——
step!
Zhou Cang suddenly jumped into the air, and using the momentum of his fall, the bright blade struck down wildly.
The hearts of the subordinates on the left and right were raised in their throats for a moment, thinking that the other party was already attacking, why didn't General Yan take action? If he didn't take action, it would be too late.
At the critical moment, Yan Liang's sword eyebrows were raised, and his towering figure moved like the wind.
He moved so fast that before anyone could see clearly, the long knife in his hand had already broken through the wind.
Qiang~~
There was a sharp metal clang, sparks flew everywhere, and a long knife flew into the air.
But Zhou Cang's iron-tower-like body flew upside down and fell to the ground heavily in front of everyone's eyes.
Then, the steel knife flew out of his hand and was inserted in front of him.
Defeating the enemy with one move, Yan Liang's arrogance was indeed not arrogance.
Yan Liang made a cool gesture, thrust the long knife into the ground, and stood with his hands behind his back, still speaking indifferently.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then thunderous cheers erupted from the crowd of onlookers. All the soldiers were amazed by Yan Liang's powerful sword.
In addition, a kind of shock shone on everyone's face.
That was the fear of Yan Liang's force.
Zhou Cang, who fell to the ground, struggled to get up from the ground. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. It was obvious that his internal organs had been injured.
His bloodshot eyes were full of disbelief, as if he couldn't believe that he really couldn't even catch Yan Liang's sword.
But he soon realized that although it was cruel, it was true.
Moreover, Yan Liang's sword clearly left some room. If he tried his best, he would probably have no life left to climb the mountain at this moment.
Zhou Cang was very disappointed. When he looked at Yan Liang again, there was no anger in his eyes, only deep awe for Yan Liang remained.
He is a man who loves the strong.
Yan Liang is a strong man.
"General Zhou Cang pays homage to the general." He suddenly knelt on the ground and bowed his hands.
This worship actually means that he is willing to admit defeat and submit to Yan Liang's command.
A trace of pride flashed across the corner of Yan Liang's mouth, but he hurriedly leaned over to support Zhou Cang, and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, someone is here, help General Zhou to treat his injury quickly."
Everyone was still immersed in the thrilling sword blow just now, and it took them a while to react.
Several soldiers rushed forward and helped Zhou Cang away.
"What are you doing around here? Why don't you hurry up and clean up the mess?"
Yan Liang woke up his subordinates with a word, and more than a thousand people dispersed, busy cleaning up the battlefield.
"General Yan's swordsmanship is indeed amazing. He deserves to be called General of Hebei." Xu You, who was standing behind him, praised him with his hands. Judging from his expression, he was sincere and did not seem to be an intentional compliment.
Yan Liang waved his hand, "I haven't fought with anyone for a few days, and my sword skills are a lot rusty, which made Mr. Ziyuan laugh."
"General, you are being humble." Xu Yougan laughed a few times and suddenly changed the topic, "You have something strange. That Zhou Cang is just a nobody. Why did General Yan go to all this trouble and surrender to him?
"
Zhou Cang is loyal and loyal. What Yan Liang needs most right now is such a loyal confidant. How could Xu You see that?
"Although Zhou Cang is a small character, he is a member of the Runan Yellow Turbans. We have come all the way here to recruit them, so naturally we have to show them our mind and magnanimity. Otherwise, how can we convince these Yellow Turbans."
Yan Liang's words were not just to deal with Xu You, this was one of the reasons why he conquered Zhou Cang.
He wanted to become a hero on his own, and a thousand soldiers from Hebei were not enough. The Yellow Turban Army from Runan was naturally the best target for him to expand his troops.
It's just that he is here to preside over the overall situation now, relying on Yuan Shao's prestige. In order to ensure that these soldiers can still be loyal to him when he breaks away from the Yuan family in the future, Yan Liang must establish his personal prestige as soon as possible.
Of course, it was impossible for Yan Liang to tell Xu You the truth about these private thoughts at this time.
"So that's it. I didn't expect the general to be so thoughtful. It seems that Xu is a little short-sighted." Xu You laughed at himself.
Yan Liang smiled and said nothing, touched his stomach and shouted: "This whole tossing has made me hungry. Come on, please bring me the half leg of lamb that I haven't finished yet..."
After saying that, Yan Liang turned around and walked into the tent, gnawing on the roast leg of lamb while continuing to read the half of his unfinished letters.
The soldiers in front of the tent were filling in the holes, while the subordinates outside the tent were busy cleaning up the mess, but Yan Liang ignored it.
Looking at Yan Liang's leisurely and open-minded look, the strange color in Xu You's eyes became more intense, and he murmured: "This Yan Ziyi is decisive and not sloppy in his actions, but he also has hidden strategies. He is somewhat like Cao Mengde.
Compared with him, Mr. Yuan is afraid..."
Realizing that his words were careless, Xu You kept silent.
