Three Kingdoms: God-level choice!
17 The structure of the intelligence network

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"Hmm?"

Liu Cheng's mind went blank from the kiss.

What was going on?

Was I forcefully kissed?

My first kiss of the Eastern Han Dynasty was stolen?

Sister Cai Yan, I've let you down!

Her little tongue was quite nimble…

Should I respond?

Should I push her away?

I...

After a while, Chu Yue threw herself into Liu Cheng's arms shyly. Her small face leaned against Liu Cheng's chest with a satisfied expression.

Liang Hongyu shrugged her shoulders and did not seem to mind at all.

Guan Yu looked at Zhang Fei, and Zhang Fei looked at Guan Yu.

"It seems that we have another sister-in-law."”

"Both sisters-in-law are good at martial arts, hehe."”

Gao Zhi sighed and said," My lord is wise and divine. Not only is he talented, but he also uses his troops like a god. He must be a hero of the world." He was afraid that there would be many peach blossoms in the future.”

"I..."

Liu Cheng felt helpless.

Was he so easily conquered?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"What exactly do you want?"

"I want to be your woman."

"The rise and fall of the world is everyone's responsibility. I'm not in the mood to think about marriage.”

"Marriage is not important, as long as I can follow you. I don't care about anything else."

"But…"

"Why are there so many buts? You hugged me so tightly, and when you kissed me just now, you did a lot of bad things.”

Chu Yue pouted and looked shy.

Liu Cheng awkwardly retracted his hand that was subconsciously groping behind Chu Yue.

"Forget it! Stay tonight. If Hong Yu wants you to stay, then stay. If Hong Yu doesn't want you to stay, then leave.”

With that, Liu Cheng turned around and left.

Chu Yue did not chase after him. Instead, she looked at Liang Hongyu at the side.

......

"Brother, aren't you afraid that the two sisters-in-law will fight?”

"That's right, big brother. When these two women fight, one of them will definitely be injured. I think you should just accept Second Sister-in-law!”

The Guan and Zhang duo's words made Liu Cheng feel a little troubled.

"When did the two of you become so wishy-washy? The two thousand militiamen had been trained? You know how to ride a horse? You know archery? He had already reached the standard of a valiant archer cavalry?”

"Uh..."

Liu Cheng came to the main tent of the military camp alone. Looking at the map, his mind began to work.

With the provisions brought by Chu Yue and the provisions purchased during this period of time, the three thousand soldiers could last for at least half a year.

It seemed like it was time to make some plans.

However, what Liu Cheng was more troubled about was that he knew too little about the battle situation outside.

In this era, not only was transportation underdeveloped, but communication was also almost non-existent.

If he wanted to build a powerful intelligence network, he would need too much manpower and material resources.

Moreover, he had limited manpower now. It was difficult to find a suitable candidate to develop this intelligence network.

In this era where information was lagging behind, it was undoubtedly a huge advantage to be able to grasp the military situation faster than others.

Liu Cheng let out a long breath and suddenly thought of something.

After hesitating for a moment, she found Gao Zhi.

......

"A carrier pigeon?"

Gao Zhi frowned slightly. He thought for a moment and shook his head."My lord, I have never heard of carrier pigeons.”

"In other words, there are no carrier pigeons yet?”

Liu Cheng revealed a smile. In his previous life, Liu Cheng's greatest hobby was pigeon racing.

Using the homing function of the carrier pigeon to transmit information.

Even without a large number of people, they could still establish a small intelligence network.

"Help me purchase a batch of pigeons, the more the better.”

The next day, a thousand pigeons were sent to the barracks.

Zhang Fei became a free laborer. He held a very long stick in his hand, and there was a large piece of linen in front of the stick.

"Big brother, how long are we going to keep swinging like this?”

Zhang Fei had been swinging for half an hour. There were still about a hundred pigeons circling in the sky, waiting to return to their nests.

This was to train the pigeon's physical strength and endurance so that it could send the letter further.

As for the pigeons that could not fly anymore, fell down, or went to other places, they were captured by Liu Cheng's men and turned into roasted pigeons as a reward for the soldiers who had worked hard during this period of training.

"Another hour. Then, in the afternoon, they continued for two hours. From tomorrow onwards, he would add an hour every day, up to six hours at most. After seven days, all the pigeons that were left were left behind.”

For seven days, Zhang Fei kept doing the same thing.

His arms were getting thicker…

However, the effect was very obvious. In seven days, only 50 pigeons persisted.

However, although these fifty pigeons were not considered the standard of racing pigeons, they could at least transmit information within two to three hundred miles without any problem.

Moreover, the speed of the messenger pigeon was faster than the warhorse. It consumed very little energy and would not be discovered.

Liu Cheng distributed all fifty pigeons to the fifty Valiant Archers led by the chiliarch and had them run two hundred miles in different directions.

Two hundred miles away, he released a carrier pigeon.

In the end, these pigeons all returned to the pigeon nest without exception.

Liu Cheng was very satisfied. When the valiant archer cavalry returned, Liu Cheng received some unexpected information.

South and west of Zhuo County, two groups of Yellow Turban soldiers were found converging southwest of Zhuo County.

The two groups of Yellow Turban soldiers added up to nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses, and they were well-equipped!

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