The Conquest of the Three Kingdoms

A month flies by like a white horse, and it ends with the sunset and sunrise in an instant.

After a month of convening the old Ministry and the rest of the Yellow Turbans, more than ten thousand people came to join us.

At this time, the school captain came in and reported: "General Lu, after a month of recruiting and buying horses, we now have 500 cavalry, of which [-] are your old Xiliang cavalry, and more than [-] infantry, of which [-] are old cavalry. General Gao's account fell into the camp, including more than [-] Yellow Turban infantrymen."

Listening to these figures, Lv Bu had a smile on his face.

"You go down first."

Gao Shun stood up first and said, "Brother, it seems that our comeback is not far away."

Nie Zefeng stood up and said solemnly: "Brother, second brother, we can't be complacent now. There are few people around Mangdang Mountain, and we can get through it recently. Over time, food and grass will be our biggest problem, let alone weapons and utensils... ..."

Lu Bu kept nodding his head, and Gao Shun also thought of it in admiration.

At this time, the chess captain ran in again, "Report, general, there is an old yellow scarf department outside the door, who calls himself Zhou Cang, and led about a thousand people to vote."

When Nie Zefeng heard about Zhou Cang, Zhou Cang was Guan Yu's future adjutant, but he was an available general, and he must not be missed.

Gao Shun was the first to say: "Brother, our food and grass may not be able to support these people, unless we are capturing some cities!"

Lu Bu also fell into hesitation, while Nie Zefeng immediately began to say impassionedly: "Brother, I think if we reject these old Yellow Turbans this time, will there be any old Yellow Turbans who will join us in the future? What should we think about the old Yellow Turbans who have joined us now? It’s January, and I’ve calculated that our food and grass can only last for a month now, so we should set off now and head for Wancheng.”

Lu Bu finally gritted his teeth, "Okay, third brother, I will listen to you this time."

"Little brother, I would like to greet you personally."

"Go."

Nie Zefeng turned around and left the big tent, and walked outside the gate of the village. Nie Zefeng saw that some of the yellow scarf soldiers were sitting, some were standing, some were leaning against the wall, and some generals were on horseback. Turning around under the horse, and cursing.

"Master Fang, I have long heard that Lu Bu is a villain, a family slave with three surnames, should he take him in or not?"

"I said General Pei, can you be quiet for a while?"

In fact, Nie Zefeng had seen them a long time ago, and he hid behind the gate of the village for a while before coming out with a smile and said: "Everyone has been waiting, waiting, I am here to make amends for General Lu."

A big man with a black face on the horse clasped his fists and said, "May I ask who is the general? Will the cottage accept us?"

The school lieutenant behind me said sharply, "This is our third brother of General Lu, General Nie."

When everyone heard that it was Lu Bu's third younger brother, they hurriedly lost their manners.

"See Three Generals, see Three Generals."

"Brothers, since we are close to each other, we are brothers. For your friendship, I thank you here. Everyone, hurry up and enter the village."

These began to enter the village one after another. As soon as they arrived in the village, Nie Zefeng told his subordinates: "Come here, prepare good wine and meat, and cleanse these brothers."

At this time, the black-faced man immediately bowed and said rudely: "Little Zhou Cang thanked the general. I have voted for several lords, and they are all arrogant and rude. Only you can think highly of us because of your informality. Zhou Cang is here to thank you again .”

The news that I solemnly received Zhou Cang quickly spread, and then heroes from all over the world came to vote.