Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 520 A petty person gets their way? You're about to cry!

Inside the Luoyang Imperial Palace, Sun Qian paced anxiously back and forth in the main hall, his boots practically sparking from the friction: "Immortal Master! Yuan Shao's army is only thirty li from the city! Yan Liang and Wen Chou are the vanguard, with Feng Ji and Guo Tu as strategists. This..."

He stole a glance at Zhou Cang, who was munching on pickled radishes, and Bo Cai, whose face was full of fighting spirit, and said in a softer voice, "We only have two generals at most."

"What's the panic?" Fang Yu crunched on a radish. "Where's Jia Xu?"

"Set up defenses on the city walls." Sun Qian handed over the bamboo slips. "Yuan's vanguard has already crossed the Luo River. Scouts report seeing twelve bronze chariots..."

Fang Yu suddenly slammed half a radish on the table: "Old Sun, what if I personally do it every time?"

He pointed to Zhou Cang, who was eating, and said, "So does that mean we recruited generals for nothing?"

Zhou Cang looked up upon hearing this, rice grains still stuck to the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, Immortal Master! I have plenty of strength!"

Bo Cai brandished his flamethrower with great flair, shouting, "This humble general requests to fight!"

"Alright, just shut up. Yan Liang and Wen Chou are quite capable. You lead the troops to guard our rear and prevent Yuan Shao from playing a siege game."

"The last general takes command!"

Bo Cai ran out, and Fang Yu stroked his chin.

"Three hundred thousand Sun Qian, do you think it's possible for me to swallow this three hundred thousand?"

"Ah!? Immortal Master, Immortal Master, you want to eat people?"

Fang Yu rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Eating means capturing them, making them prisoners of war, and using them for my purposes, understand?"

Sun Qian thought about it carefully, "Judging from the national conditions of our Great Porridge Kingdom, our policies such as distributing porridge to help the people, legalizing private salt, and encouraging agriculture are indeed very attractive to ordinary people."

He then changed the subject, "But most of Yuan Shao's soldiers are from Ji Province, and their families are all in Ye City."

Sun Qian unfolded the bamboo slips, dipped them in ink, and wrote swiftly: "There are three reasons why Yuan's army should not be surrendered to: First, their military law is strict, and deserters are punished along with their entire families; second, the soldiers of Ji Province are mostly retainers of aristocratic families, whose interests are tied to their masters; third..."

"Thirdly, this person has a jade talisman protecting him, which can counter many spells. Perhaps even the Immortal Master's Sea of ​​Porridge will be blocked."

Sun Qian sighed, "Yuan Shao's army has many capable generals, such as Bo Cai, there are at least sixty or seventy of them if not a hundred. This battle is extremely dangerous, I hope you will be careful, Immortal Master!"

Before Fang Yu could speak, Sun Qian punched himself, "Cough, it's all my fault for being incompetent! In a battle between two armies, even a celestial master has to personally take to the field! This..."

"Alright, stop being so dramatic." Fang Yu waved his hand dismissively. "Judging by the time, Yuan Shao should be here by now. Come on, let's go to the city wall and meet him!"

As the group climbed to the top of Luoyang's city wall, the sight that greeted them took their breath away.

Thirty miles outside the city, the dark mass of Yuan's army stretched across the entire horizon like a tidal wave.

In the morning light, countless spears and halberds reflected a chilling gleam, forming a dizzying sea of ​​metal.

The neighing of warhorses could be heard from this distance, and the dust they raised formed a grayish-yellow haze above the army formation.

Fang Yu unconsciously gripped the crenellations of the city wall. He had seen scenes of thousands of troops in movies and TV dramas, but seeing it in person, the sense of oppression made his fingertips go numb.

When 300,000 people marched together, the earth really trembled!
The swordsmen and shieldmen at the front marched in unison, shouting every three steps, their voices shaking the banners on the city walls. The twelve bronze chariots in the central army were particularly eye-catching, the jade talismans on their roofs shimmering with an eerie glow in the sunlight. As the cavalrymen on both flanks moved back and forth, the dust raised occasionally revealed banners with the characters "Yan" and "Wen".

"Immortal Master, please look." Jia Xu's cold voice rang in my ears, and his withered finger pointed to the northeast corner, "That is Yuan Shao's command flag."

Fang Yu narrowed his eyes and saw that under the apricot-yellow banner of the family of four generations of high-ranking officials, hundreds of golden-armored guards surrounded a figure in brocade robes. Even from this distance, he could feel the arrogant demeanor of that person in every gesture.

"Report!" The messenger stumbled up the city wall, "Yuan's vanguard is five li from the city!"

Fang Yu suddenly realized that his palms were covered in sweat. He originally thought that with the knowledge of modern people, he would not be afraid of ancient wars, but now, facing the real sea of ​​people, he understood what it meant to "stop the flow of a river by throwing whips". If 300,000 people spat, they could probably fill up the moat!

"Immortal Master?" Zhou Cang grumbled as he leaned closer, half a steamed bun still in his mouth. "Should I go down and beat them up now?" Fang Yu suddenly burst out laughing at the fool's words. "No rush, let Yuan Shao deliver himself to our door."

Yuan Shao led an army of 300,000 to the gates of Luoyang, his banners obscuring the sun and his weapons like a forest.

Xu You, standing on the front lines, couldn't hide his true colors at all. He acted like a bully, as if he had been wronged and had gone home to call his friend who hung out at the billiard hall. He had a motorcycle with a stunt.

Yuan Shao sat upright on his golden-saddled warhorse, wearing a brocade robe, his eyes gleaming as he gazed at the city walls.

On the city gate, Fang Yu sat lazily on the battlements, holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hands, leisurely sipping it.

Standing beside him was Zhou Cang, who was happily devouring a large basket of steamed buns, while Jia Xu stood to the side with a sinister expression, a half-smile on his face.

Upon seeing this, Yuan Shao couldn't help but sneer and pointed his whip at Fang Yu: "Hey! That snot-nosed brat on the city wall, is that you who calls yourself a celestial master and dares to try to become emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yu slowly swallowed a mouthful of porridge, glanced at Yuan Shao, and grinned: "Claim yourself emperor? Did I ask anyone to call me emperor?"

Yuan Shao was taken aback, then sneered, "Pretending! You've established your own state and appointed officials, what else is that but declaring yourself emperor?"

Fang Yu put down his bowl of porridge and stood up. "Yuan Benchu, listen carefully! What I want to build is a country where everyone is born equal, a country where everyone can have enough to eat and wear! I'm even letting them manufacture smuggled salt. Do you know what that means?"

Yuan Shao frowned, puzzled: "Nonsense!"

Fang Yu laughed loudly: "I'm afraid you don't know, because you yearn to become emperor more than anyone else, but you don't dare to do it openly. You only dare to hide behind the title of 'four generations of high-ranking officials' and pretend to be something you're not. Trash!"

"Insolence!" Yuan Shao roared in fury, his face turning ashen. "Men! Attack the city! Whoever captures this traitor alive will be rewarded with a thousand gold pieces and ennobled as a marquis with ten thousand households!"

Yan Liang and Wen Chou immediately spurred their horses forward and shouted, "All troops, listen to my command! Attack the city!"

In an instant, war drums thundered, and 300,000 troops surged toward Luoyang like a tidal wave.

Fang Yu remained completely calm and instead turned to Zhou Cang, asking, "Old Zhou, are you full?"

Zhou Cang wiped his mouth and grinned憨厚ly: "I'm full! Immortal Master, I'm full of energy now!"

Fang Yu nodded: "Alright, let them see what real power is."

After saying that, he raised his hand and waved it, and suddenly countless large pots rose up on the city wall, steaming hot and fragrant with porridge.

Fang Yu said loudly, "Yuan Shao's soldiers, are you hungry? Just put down your weapons and come over for some porridge, and I guarantee that everyone will get some!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Junqian paused in his tracks.

Having traveled a long way, they were already starving, and the aroma of porridge made their stomachs rumble even more.

Seeing this, Yuan Shao shouted sternly, "Stop listening to these fallacies and misleading the people! Attack the city! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

However, morale among the troops had already collapsed.

Many soldiers looked at each other, their eyes showing hesitation.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Fang Yu shouted: "Our Great Zhou Kingdom has no emperor, does not deceive the people, and only seeks to ensure that everyone is well-fed and clothed! Why do you have to risk your lives for Yuan Shao?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Cang had already shouldered his broadsword and roared, "Anyone who dares to step forward will have to get past me first!"

"Good!" Yuan Shao raised an eyebrow. "Yan Liang and Wen Chou! Step forward and kill this farmer!"

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)