My balcony connects the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 419 The Twelve Generals of Longshan

Looking at the few people in front of him, Zhang Fei became angry and wished he could slap them all away.

"Zhang Zongbing, please help me to be fair, you are all Han Chinese, why can't you help me?"

"Yeah, it's been a long time since I just had a hot meal, why did I run out of food all of a sudden?"

"It's all General Guan's fault. What he said yesterday must have offended General Sun. He cut off our food in a blink of an eye."

"I think the same is true. If I had known that I would also escape, it would not be wise to follow him."

Several Jingnan soldiers became more and more indignant as they talked, completely forgetting that Zhang Fei in front of them had already clenched his teeth.

Just when Zhang Fei was clenching his knuckles.

There was a tremor in the bushes in the distance, and then a big man in Angzang came out.

Who else is coming if it’s not Guan Yu?
He was shirtless, with his shoulders slightly bent, walking towards carrying a huge antelope, and fell to the ground.

Later generations of this species, known as the saber, had the same body shape as a calf, and landed heavily, splashing mud all over the ground.

Several soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, all shrank back in fear.

Guan Yu glanced at Zhang Fei, moved his sore arm, frowned and said, "Third Brother, what's the matter?"

Zhang Fei looked at the trembling soldiers and snorted coldly.

He was too lazy to argue with these people, and said in a deep voice: "What are you doing in a daze, the meat that was brought to your mouth, I don't know if I went to peel and roast it myself?"

"Ah, yes, yes, let's go." Several people picked up the antelope and walked away in a hurry.

Zhang Fei looked at Guan Yu, who had a puzzled look on his face, and sighed softly.

"Second brother, I'm here to inform you that there's a heavy fog at sea, and supplies won't be able to arrive in ten days and half a month, and I can't even take care of them there, so..." Zhang Fei looked at Guan Yu with a helpless expression on his face.

Guan Yu frowned slightly, twitched the corners of his mouth, forced a smile and said, "So it's just this shit, I thought I was in some serious trouble, it's okay, at worst, I'll take them into the mountains to hunt tomorrow, and I'll last another ten It's no problem for a day and a half."

Zhang Fei smiled awkwardly when he heard this.

After being silent for a while, he said quietly, "Second brother, you may not have understood what I said. What I mean is that the supplies here will all be cut off from now on."

"..." Guan Yu was stunned.

Zhang Fei took a deep breath and said: "Second brother, according to the rules of the expedition, the logistics and supplies of each family are subsidized and subsidized by Luoyang. Not easy..."

Guan Yu stretched out his hand to interrupt Zhang Fei, and said with a wry smile: "Needless to say, third brother, I know, I know, so that next time when the Sun's supply ship arrives, third brother will help me bring a letter to elder brother. ... just give up."

Guan Yu really had no other choice, the journey southward was full of dangers, not to mention most of the army was damaged and fled, the loss of food and grass was a fatal blow.

Coupled with the fact that he met Sun Bofu, he realized how far apart his group was from others.

If the logistics supplies were in time, Guan Yu might not easily admit defeat, and even had to wrestle with Sun Bofu.

However, the high mountain and flowing water in Jiaozhou is the first level of difficulty. He really doesn't know when the supplies will come. Maybe the supplies sent by his elder brother have been devoured by tigers, or maybe the militiamen who escorted the food and grass have already brought a lot of food and grass. Hidden in the mountains and forests.

What's more, the eldest brother has never received a reply from them, and it is estimated that no supplies have been sent at all, and it is still unknown.

In such a difficult environment, no matter how man Guan Yu is, he has thought of giving up in recent days.

Plus Zhang Fei's point today.

The Sun family not only arrived here one step earlier than them, but also had a continuous stream of logistics. Compared with such an elite expeditionary force, the few thousand people left on their side are nothing at all.

No matter how good he is at fighting, can he still conquer this vast rainforest by himself?

It's unrealistic. When manpower is limited, no matter how powerful a person is, there will be things he can't do after all.

Guan Yu couldn't get the minimum amount of salt, and he had already started drinking raw blood to replenish his salt.

Not to mention, there was another Sun Ce watching covetously by the side, and the hatred of killing his father was irreconcilable, so Guan Yu also had a terrible headache at this time.

More importantly, Guan Yu misses Du Liniang, and to put it bluntly, he misses women.

This aspect is known to all men, so I won't repeat it.

When Zhang Fei returned to the camp, the light rain had stopped, and the soldiers built a bonfire outside, chatting and laughing happily.

Compared with the atmosphere over Guan Yu's side, it's not so good here.

Moreover, getting along with the aborigines has gradually become harmonious. With the help of the Han witch whom I found in the tribe before, the resistance of the aborigines has eased a lot, and they have begun to integrate into the expeditionary force and become a new force.

"Master, you eat."

Just as Zhang Fei found a place to sit down, a young girl came in with a wooden bowl, which contained cooked polenta, some slices of barbecue and a handful of vegetables.

"Tuta, you can eat by yourself, you don't need to bring me food every time, and don't call me master."

This girl is the little aborigine who was almost defiled before. Since she was rescued by Zhang Fei, her family brought the villagers to join in out of gratitude. She is usually responsible for washing and cooking, and doing some things within her power .

These aborigines who followed learned a lot of Chinese from the Han Dawu. Although the results were limited, they still had no problem with basic daily language.

"Master, you eat." The girl looked at Zhang Fei stubbornly.

Zhang Fei sighed softly, took the wooden bowl, and ate whole.

Seeing this, several men from the Longshan Army laughed loudly.

Lao Gao teased: "Yide, if this girl speaks well, she is still quite succulent. You can just accept it and become a concubine later. People around you will call you master."

Zhang Fei glanced at the girl next to him angrily, and saw her standing aside cautiously, looking at him eagerly, not at all embarrassed by being teased... Oh, she didn't understand.

"Tuta, do you have anything else to do?"

The girl's big watery eyes froze, she pointed to the bowl in Zhang Fei's hand, and asked, "Delicious?"

Zhang Fei nodded, and the girl Tuta showed a sweet smile.

Someone next to him said with a smile: "Yide, you boy is very lucky, those meats are carefully grilled by Tuta with stone slabs, the taste, tsk tsk tsk, is many times better than those of us who burn with charcoal. , beautiful you."

Zhang Fei suddenly realized, no wonder the food has become more delicious recently, the feeling is because of this.

Looking up at the girl beside him, Zhang Fei smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say for a while.

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Luoyang.

Seeing that the end of the year is approaching, the city defense has become a little stricter in recent days, especially the inspection of entering the city gate.

The Imperial Martial Arts Conference has come to an end.

All armies and forces have basically achieved their goals.

First of all, the Longshan Army increased its personnel by 72, the Tiger Soul Army increased its personnel by 58, and the Dragon Breath Guard increased its personnel by seven.

This increase in personnel has lowered the threshold for selection, even if they are heirs of aristocratic families or subordinate generals, it doesn't matter.

Among them, Ju Yi, Gao Lan, and Zhang Yun under Han Fu's command were all recruited into the Longshan Army.

Ji Ling and Zhang Xun under Yuan Shu's command joined the Tiger Soul Army.

Even Gan Ning, under Liu Biao's command, was also recruited into the Dragon's Breath Guard, which shows how relaxed the threshold for this increase is.

The latest ranking of "Big Han Dragon and Tiger Ranking" was also updated on the second day after the end of the Martial Arts Conference.

This issue of "Big Han Dragon and Tiger List" can be said to be the best-selling edition. On the day it was published, it sold 30 copies.

The printing workshop had to reprint urgently, and another 30 volumes were produced overnight. This was also thanks to the stapler provided by Wei Cheng.

But the 30 volumes were all sold out on the third day. You must know that there are few readers in this era, and the literate people are mainly concentrated in the aristocratic families, but many warriors can't read a few words.

But it doesn't prevent them from buying a book for collection. If they can't read the words, don't they also understand the pictures on it?
Many people even tore off the pictures of Lu Bu, Xu Huang, Dian Wei and others and carried them with them to motivate themselves.

Not surprisingly, No. 1 on the Dragon and Tiger List is still the unparalleled God of War Lu Bu.

And No.2 this time is also well deserved, Dian Wei's fighting power has been recognized by everyone in the three-day martial arts conference.

As for No.3, it was Xu Huang. He thought that he would not lose to Dian Wei, but he was still missing a move. This is another story.

As for after No.4, the ranking is basically the same as the previous dragon and tiger list.

It wasn't until No.9 that there was a change.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong!"

"This young man is so powerful, he can be called the biggest dark horse in this martial arts conference."

"I heard that both the Longshan Army and the Tiger Soul Army took out the title of captain to recruit him, and I don't know how he will choose in the end?"

"If you want me to say, it's good to join the Longshan Army. Brothers are of one heart, their strength can cut through gold, the wind follows the tiger, and the cloud follows the dragon. How good it is."

"Hey, you know what a fart, there are too many fierce people in the Longshan Army, where there is a bright future, joining the Tiger Soul Army is the best choice."

At the entrance of Wei's Grocery Store, several men queuing up were discussing, trying to pass the time of queuing.

As for their topics, eight out of ten sentences cannot be separated from the just-concluded martial arts conference.

Not far from them, the maids sent by the Yan family looked at each other, and one of the maids said in a low voice, "You don't know, the third lady actually liked Mr. Zhao Xiaolang at that time, but it's a pity that the lady rejected it with a few words."

The maids showed regret in their eyes, thinking in their hearts, it would be great if this Mr. Zhao Xiaolang could become his aunt.

It's a pity, it's a pity that it was given by the eldest lady... What a blind eye.

Of course, I thought this way in my heart, but I couldn't say it like this, otherwise I would be betrayed by someone who likes to gossip, and it would be miserable when I turned around.

At this time, the team at the door suddenly gave way to the side.

I saw a carriage slowly parked at the door of the grocery store.

"Hey, the carriage of the printing workshop." A well-informed trader poked his head out curiously.

The people who lined up also looked curiously at the few people getting off the carriage, and saw that they got out of the carriage carrying stacks of red paper.

One of the middle-aged men in charge ordered: "Go, jump out the Twelve Generals of Longshan and stick them on the windows along the street."

"Yes." Several youths dressed as servants started to move.

Everyone was looking forward to it, only to see a young boy holding a piece of red paper, paste a little paste on the window, and stick it carefully.

"Hey, it's the portrait of the Blood Prison God of War!"

"That's Zhang Fei, the mighty God of War, what a mighty man!"

"These pictures are so lifelike, especially the facial features and eyebrows, they are painted as if you saw a real person face to face."

"The twelve generals of Longshan, are they all soldiers of the Longshan Army?"

As pieces of red paper were pasted on the windows facing the street, passers-by also stopped to watch, and the whole street was immediately surrounded by water. Everyone is familiar with the people in these pictures. After all, martial arts The conference just ended.

"Xu Huang, Zhang Fei, Zhao Feng, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Zhou Tai, Ju Yi, Gao Lan, Zhang He... There are, there are, and you can see, the last one is that Changshan Zhao Zilong, who also joined the Longshan Army!"

"My God, the Longshan Army is too strong. These people are all popular figures in this martial arts conference. Except for one Gao Lan who was defeated by the Tiger Soul Army Zhang Liao, the others are all strongmen who have entered the finals."

"These pictures look festive, with gold letters on a red background, and the armor on the pictures is also shining with gold. I wonder if I can buy a few of them?"

At this moment, the steward at the door said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, this is a picture of door gods specially printed by my printing workshop. Buy two and paste them on the left and right sides of the gate. It can protect the health of the house and prevent all evil from invading. Hurry up and buy."

"Yo, you can really buy it."

"Such a realistic portrait must not be cheap, right?"

Seeing that many people in the crowd were excited, the steward added: "In addition to the door god picture, there are five thousand door couplets, all of which match the door god picture. They are also in gold letters on a red background, and a pair only costs thirty dollars. Wen, if you want to buy it, hurry up."

Two boys brought out a ladder from the store, and pasted a pair of door stickers on both sides of the door of the grocery store.

On the left: Longshan Gaoshi is displaying his majesty and majesty.

On the right: the soul of the Han army with hundreds of battles and thousands of exercises to defend the Quartet.

Horizontal batch: The family and the country are healthy and healthy.

"Good word!"

"Why does it feel like your blood is boiling all of a sudden?"

"Give me a pair."

"I also want!"

"Is there no Tiger Soul Army?"

"My lady wants two pictures of Young Master Zhao!"

"My lady also wants Mr. Zhao Xiaolang."

"My wife asked how many portraits of Mr. Zhao are there, and our Yuan family covered them all."

The manager of the printing workshop was laughing happily, unexpectedly, Wei Jun really hit the mark, but fortunately, he urgently printed two thousand pictures of Zhao Zilong.

"Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry, the door god figure is enough... Uh, all-inclusive is not acceptable."

A few mountain people passing by were speechless, thinking: "These city people are crazy. What can a broken portrait do? Thirty renminbi is enough to buy a few feet of cloth. A big leg of lamb is sick. No?"

But they don't know how crazy the female fans of future generations can be for their idols.

What's more, in order to vote for idols, I spent hundreds of thousands of yogurt and poured it into the gutter, just for a QR code in the box.

Mountain girl: "Master, I also want a painting by Mr. Zhao, please give me [-] Wen."

Mountain Man: "..."

(End of this chapter)