Liu Biao's actions were indeed very fast. In less than three days, people from all over the world had already arrived at Xiangyang. They had only received orders from their senior officer and rushed to Xiangyang without stopping.
They waited at the drill ground outside Xiangyang City.
"Speaking of which, are you going to start a war with River East?”
A man with a broad face and wide ears said with a solemn expression. However, in the hearts of many soldiers, it was the best time to start a war with River East.
After all, Cao Cao still had to deal with the four prefectures of Yuan Shao. If he didn't handle it well, it was very likely that Yuan Shao would rise again. At that time, it would still be a stalemate, and no one would be able to get away with it.
" Impossible." A tall man in tiger-faced armor snorted coldly and said with a solemn expression,""If we start a war with River East, why do we have to come? Nanyang would definitely be defended.”
"I'm afraid they're going to form a death squad to fight Cao Cao in the north.”
This person spoke with full energy and a steel voice. He stood upright like a warrior of iron and blood who had experienced the battlefield. A valiant aura suddenly arose.
Many people couldn't help but cast sidelong glances.
The reason why he said this was because he saw that most of the people here were strong and vigorous, with calluses all over their foreheads. This meant that they were all people with strong martial arts skills and elites from various counties.
With such people gathered together, it was naturally a big deal.
Cai Mao's eyes gleamed as he squinted at these people. He couldn't help but praise them in his heart.
"This child prodigy really isn't just a bluff…"
If these twenty-nine people were given a chance to dominate the battlefield, they would probably be able to make significant contributions and become famous in the Jing State.
Especially the tall man who stood like an iron spear. He remembered that this man was called Wei Yan, a Nanyang native. He seemed to have a lot of fame and prestige. However, he was just a warrior. Without the support of an aristocratic family, it was difficult for him to quickly advance his military rank.
"They're all talents of the Jing State, yet they're all listed out so easily by a nine-year-old child who never leaves his home.”
Cai Mao's heart was trembling.
Just as everyone was whispering to each other, a convoy of honor guards arrived outside the military camp. The military bugle sounded, and all the soldiers straightened their chests and got into formation. Their eyes were shining as they waited solemnly.
The two carriages arrived one after another. Liu Biao was in front. He was wearing the official uniform of a burly man. His old appearance could not help but make people sigh. Many people looked over.
It was as if once upon a time, this duke who had dominated Jingzhou for more than ten years was still as mighty as ever.
Behind him was another carriage. When it saw the person under the canopy, it was instantly stunned.
A little kid?
What?
Could it be Liu Qi?
No…
Ever since Lord Liu Biao became the governor of Jingzhou and was promoted to the position of the governor of Jingzhou, he had become more self-disciplined. He was very strict with himself and even more so with his son.
It was impossible to let him be so extravagant and licentious under the canopy of the chariot.
And that child…
He felt that something was wrong.
It was too comfortable.
Whether it was Young Master Liu Qi or the other children, as long as they came to the military camp and saw so many generals, they would not be so comfortable. Their eyes would be evasive, and they did not dare to make any big moves.
However, this child was yawning and pouting, looking unhappy.
The most surprising thing was that Lord Liu Biao was the first to turn around to look at him after getting off the carriage.
"No doubt, little guy, we're here. Come down quickly.”
"Oh, I won't! I still need to sleep for a while!"
Zhou Buyi pouted as he stretched his body. Then, he leaned back on the soft couch. His two sisters were in the carriage behind the group.
You threw a tantrum. Strength 1, Prestige 1.
Liu Biao's expression changed immediately, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he gave a kind and bitter smile as if he was coaxing his grandson." Aiya, little guy, stop fooling around. Come down quickly. I've chosen the people for you. When you're familiar with each other, you can set off directly--"
"He left the Jing state."
Liu Biao changed his usual attitude and was even more willing to let Zhou Buyi leave Jing Zhou to stabilize Cao Cao's situation in the north. This way, they would both get what they needed.
If Cao Cao went to find trouble with Yuan Shao, he could go to Xichuan.
" Alright." Zhou Buyi got off the carriage unhappily. Then, he was happily led to the drill ground by Liu Biao.
Almost everyone here stared at him with wide eyes. This child had an extraordinary bearing and had the temperament of a Confucian scholar. However, he was eccentric in his actions, but he was not annoying.
Who exactly was it?
Liu Biao brought him directly to the platform. From outside the military camp, another carriage arrived. A handsome and elegant young Confucian scholar also stepped onto the stage.
At this moment, Zhou Buyi took a step forward and walked onto the high platform. He welcomed everyone's gaze and revealed a smile. He said in a clear voice,""Everyone, my name is Zhou Buyi. I'm nine years old this year. In the future, you will have to follow me.”
"Ah?"
Everyone, including Wei Yan, was surprised.
"Follow you? Didn't you ask us to fight?"
Isn't this nonsense?
A hint of impatience appeared in Wei Yan's eyes.
He actually wants me to follow a nine-year-old child. Is Liu Biao old and muddle-headed?!
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