"Ah…I really want to buy a pig…"
The advisor was stunned.
When he heard the conversation between Fifth Young Master and Zhang Fei, he was truly amazed…
One of them really dared to buy it?
One of them really dared to sell?
The advisor reluctantly took out the key to the treasury and handed it to Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei was overjoyed." You can't go back on your word. I have two thousand of them."”
……
Just like that, under the gaze of almost all the citizens of Zhuo County.
Zhang Fei called a bunch of workers to bring the 2,000 pigs to the barracks.
The commoners discussed animatedly.
"Why do you think Young Master Liu Yu wants so many pigs?”
"Of course it's food! Could it be that they were going to fight the Yellow Turban Army?”
"That's true…Two thousand pigs…That's enough for a lifetime, right?”
……
Along the way.
The advisor's face was tense the entire time.
It was as if everyone owed him money.
His heart was bleeding!
F * ck, this was the money that the old county captain had saved up for three years!
…Just like that, this prodigal had squandered everything?
Oh heavens…
What was wrong with Young Master?
Using money to buy pigs?
Could it be? A pig hit a tree? Did Young Master bump into a pig?
……
Very quickly.
Two thousand pigs were driven into the barracks.
Zhang Fei was also very curious.
He asked in a rough voice,
"Little Lord, do you want to steam or braise these 2,000 pigs? I have a few ways to do it."
"Who said we were going to eat?" Liu Yu curled his lips.
"I want to use them on the battlefield.”
On the battlefield?
Beat the Yellow Turban thief?
Suddenly, Zhang Fei burst into laughter.
He clutched his stomach and laughed wildly as he said,
"If the pig can defeat the Yellow Turban thief, then I won't take a single cent and will pay you double the price.”
"Blackface, I take your words seriously.”
……
……
The next day.
Cheng Yuanzhi led 40,000 Yellow Turban soldiers to the city.
Every Yellow Turban soldier rubbed their fists and was eager to give it a try.
His eyes were filled with anger.
They would take back what the vanguard had lost.
Cheng Yuanzhi narrowed his eyes and said indifferently,"
"Just this small county? You actually lost 5,000 of my soldiers?"
From his eyes.
It was obvious that he did not care about the small county town in front of him.
"Canal Marshal, look."
A Yellow Turban soldier pointed at Zhuo County's city tower and shouted.
Cheng Yuanzhi raised his head.
"Oh, it really is a young master?"
The city tower was filled with people.
In the middle was a fifteen-year-old young master. He held his chin with one hand and looked in their direction.
Her eyes were calm like autumn water.
"Haha!"
Cheng Yuanzhi laughed wildly.
"Just because of a young master? You also want to stop my Heavenly Soldiers?”
……
On the city tower of Zhuo County.
Except for the young master Liu Yu who stood tall and mighty in the middle.
All the other soldiers 'legs trembled uncontrollably.
This was more than forty thousand rebel soldiers!
The leader of the thieves was Cheng Yuanzhi, the most virtuous teacher and Zhang Jiao's number one disciple.
Could Young Master Liu Yu really block it?
No matter how he looked at it, the two of them did not seem to be on the same level!
The advisor's entire body was trembling, and his face was filled with anxiety…
What was Young Master thinking?
Yesterday, when they fought five thousand bandits, they all knew to send troops to ambush in the forest and catch them off guard.
Why are you so straightforward today?
At least he had laid an ambush…
It would be good if he suddenly appeared and scared a hundred or eighty Yellow Turban thieves to death.
Thinking of this, the advisor could not help but glance at Liu Yu, his heart becoming more and more anxious.
At this moment, Liu Yu's face was indifferent, his eyes filled with contempt.
It was as if the 40,000 rebel soldiers in front of him…could not withstand a single blow.
The advisor pondered in his heart.
" Little Lord, you can do anything, but not one thing--
He was too ambitious!』
……
……
Zhuo County, outside the city gates.
Cheng Yuanzhi gave the vice commander-in-chief a look.
More than ten officials dressed in the official robes of the Great Han Dynasty were pushed out of the Yellow Turban army.
The Grand Master was very familiar with some of them.
They were officials from other counties near Zhuo County.
Their faces were in a sorry state and their bodies were covered in wounds. It was obvious that they had suffered inhuman torture.
At this moment, each of them had a large saber placed on their necks.
"This…"
The advisor trembled even more violently.
At this moment, he was so shocked that he could not speak.
Cheng Zhiyuan laughed maniacally.
"If you don't open the city gates and surrender, this will be your role model.”
As soon as he finished speaking.
Swoosh swoosh…
More than ten heads fell to the ground in an instant.
Liu Yu frowned.
Unexpectedly, the Yellow Turban Army, whose slogan was " Good luck to the world," was actually so cruel.
On the city gate tower, all the soldiers clenched their fists.
The Yellow Turban bandits killed officials in front of the battle, which made them extremely resentful.
However, none of them dared to take a step forward…
This was the deterrence caused by the disparity in military strength…
That inconspicuous anger had probably been covered by the trembling of his body!
He saw the trembling soldiers on the city gate tower.
Cheng Yuanzhi laughed heartily.
Eh?
…That young master?
At this moment, he noticed.
On the city gate tower, Liu Yu, who was standing upright, did not have a single fluctuation in his emotions.
That gaze…was not fear, but…contempt!
It was a look of disdain towards him, Cheng Yuanzhi.
How dare you look at me like that?』
A wave of anger rose.
Then, he saw Liu Yu holding a fist-sized stone in his hand.
This time.
Cheng Yuanzhi was amused.
"Haha!" He burst out laughing.
You and I are two hundred steps apart. With just a little brat like you, how can you hit me?』
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