In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

"Wen Yuan, don't even think about it!"

A dark horse emerged.

It was Xu Huang.

He didn't slow down either.

When the horse was almost there, he jumped down from it.

With a leap, he flew directly towards Zhang Liao.

"Bang!" The two rolled into a ball.

The man in red robes was thrown into the air by the impact.

Before the two of them could even roll over.

Xu Chu had already taken off his shirt.

He strode over.

They don't even look where they're going; they just hit whoever's in their way.

Zhang He tried to reach out and grab the robe that was hanging in the air.

Where can one find what one desires?

He was sent flying three zhang away by Xu Chu's shoulder bump and hung on the railing.

But that wasn't all; the Cao clan delegation also arrived.

One-eyed Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan were not to be outdone.

They grabbed Xu Chu's belt tightly from both sides, trying to drag him back.

Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Cao Xiu, and Cao Zhen, on the other hand, were even more in sync, riding their horses side by side and squeezing in.

They formed a "human wall".

"Ziwen (Cao Zhang)! Go!"

Cao Zhang roared, stepped on the backs of his four uncles and brothers, and used the momentum to leap into the air, rushing straight at the red-robed man!

In an instant, the training ground was in complete chaos.

A dozen generals and dozens of warhorses were all thrown into chaos.

"Gongming! How dare you choke me?"

Zhang He's face turned bright red.

"Junyi! Gongming was choking you, why were you grabbing my crotch? That's a foul!"

Zhang Liao shouted,

"Ouch! Who stepped on my face?" It was Cao Hong's voice.

"Mine! It's mine!"

Xu Chu relied on his tiger-like strength and powerful body to...

He dragged Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan, who were clinging to him, along with him.

He even reached out to grab the robe.

Zhao Yu sat on the viewing platform.

Fortunately, my current position is Chief Secretary.

"This doesn't look like a general's scene; it looks like a kindergarten dismissal."

"This top-tier fighting team of burly men? Why does it look like a village brawl?"

at this time,

The red robe was thrown into the air once again.

Xu Huang reacted quickly, leaping up and grabbing the collar of the robe.

Xu Chu roared, flung aside Xiahou and the other man, and grabbed their sleeves.

Zhang Liao grabbed the hem of Zhang Liao's clothes from below.

Cao Zhang stepped on Cao Xiu and grabbed the back of his robe.

All four exerted their strength at the same time!

"Give me!"

"Let go!"

"This is mine!"

"Sizzle—!"

Under the four men's onslaught, the battle robe was instantly torn to shreds.

Xu Chu was holding half a sleeve in his hand.

Xu Huang was holding a collar in his hand.

Zhang Liang held a fig leaf in his hand.

Cao Zhang only had a belt in his hand.

All four of them were covered in sweat.

"Hahahahaha!"

Cao Cao was laughing uncontrollably on the high platform.

"Good! Good! Although the robe is torn, I like this spirit of not giving in to anyone!"

"A reward for everyone! Ten bolts of Shu brocade each! Go back and make your own!"

The generals finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other's disheveled appearance.

He couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Fatty Xu, you almost strangled me to death!"

"Xiahou the Blind, did you just bite me?"

They still want to argue.

"General Xu's hammer is powerful but lacks agility."

"Today is a joyous day, how about watching the sword dance of my Jiangdong daughter?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Chu was about to retort, "Who says I'm not agile?"

But as soon as she heard Sun Shangxiang's voice, she immediately shut her mouth.

Forget it.

First, a good man doesn't fight with a woman; second, ... he doesn't want to be lifted up high by Zhao Yu in the future.

"Thump! Thump! Thump!"

The war drums beat.

As the drumbeats began, Sun Shangxiang flicked her wrist, drawing both swords from their sheaths.

A flowing crimson shadow, a chilling aura of swords—this is what is known as sword dance.

Not the kind of long-sleeved dance found in brothels and entertainment venues.

It's a real, deadly battle tactic!

Thrust, pick, chop, hang.

Every sword strike was aimed at a vital point, and every step was in time with the drumbeats.

Xu Chu's eyes widened in disbelief.

I genuinely think they danced well and were beautiful.

Zhao Yu, sitting on the viewing platform,

At this moment, however, I felt a little restless.

He noticed that Sun Shangxiang's gaze kept drifting towards him, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

There was no love in those eyes, only provocation.

"broken,"

"Is this tiger-woman trying to use me as a practice subject?"

He shrank his neck.

He tried to use the roast suckling pig in front of him to cover his face.

This roast suckling pig was the main dish on his table.

Less than fifteen minutes after it came out of the oven,

Especially that pig's head,

Grilled until shiny and oily,

It felt like she was smiling at Zhao Yu.

"Never mind, let's eat first."

Zhao Yu decided to channel his stress into his appetite.

He picked up his chopsticks and aimed at the crispiest part of the pig's belly.

The pace of the game is getting faster and faster.

Sun Shangxiang was also caught up in the dance,

My competitive spirit (and desire to discipline) also ignited.

She looked at her fiancé, who was cowering behind the pig and only knew how to eat, and felt a surge of anger.

"You're about to get married, and you have no heroic spirit whatsoever! Today I'm forcing you to take action!"

With this thought in mind,

Sun Shangxiang controlled her dance steps.

They moved closer to Zhao Yu's direction.

When there were about five or six steps left,

They rose into the air from the sword formation.

"My lord! Take this!"

A delicate shout.

Sun Shangxiang thrust her sword straight at Zhao Yu on the viewing platform.

Of course, Sun Shangxiang knew what she was doing. She held back three-tenths of her strength in this sword strike, only wanting to force Zhao Yu to draw his sword to block or dodge in a sorry state, so as to deflate his arrogance.

Or perhaps she could get Zhao Yu up and have him perform a duet with her.

However, she underestimated Zhao Yu's obsession with food.

Just as the tip of the sword was three inches from Zhao Yu's nose.

Zhao Yu made a move.

He didn't draw his sword, in fact, he didn't bring one with him.

There was no panicked backward roll.

His eyes were fixed on the dish of minced garlic in the upper left corner of the table.

"Oh dear, pig's ears taste best when dipped in minced garlic!"

Zhao Yu had only one thought in his mind.

So, quite naturally, he turned his head to the left.

He stretched out his chopsticks to reach the dish of vinegar.

Then, Sun Shangxiang's sword pierced Zhao Yu's second senior brother.

It pierced through the back of the pig's head and came out through its mouth.

The golden-brown pastry cracked open, releasing a puff of steam.

Zhao Yu's hand was still in the position of holding the vinegar dish.

Then along the blade,

I saw the roast suckling pig whose head had been blown off.

Zhao Yu's expression went from blank to shocked, and finally to heartbroken indignation.

"Wife..."

Sun Shangxiang was also bewildered by this scene.

"Why...why didn't you dodge?"

Sun Shangxiang stammered a little.

"I hid! Going to get the minced garlic was hiding, wasn't that hid too!"

"But what did this pig do wrong?"

"It roasted in the oven for a full four hours! It was coated with honey three times! Brushed with oil five times! The skin was just crispy, the meat just tender—it was the most glorious moment in a pig's life!"

"I've only eaten a few bites; I haven't eaten most of it yet!"

"With that one strike, the smell of rust seeped in! This pig's done for!"

"That's too cruel! That's such a waste!"

"Wife, we're not even married yet, and this is how you treat my dinner?"

"Pfft—Hahaha!"

The ministers could no longer contain themselves.

He burst into wild laughter.

"Hahaha! Good! Good swordsmanship! Good pighead!"

"Zhao Yu, Zhao Yu, everyone else tries to save their lives under a beauty's sword, but you're saving a pig! Truly...a man of passion!"

The generals, who had initially thought Sun Shangxiang was about to rebel and had their hands on their sword hilts,

I was also amused by this sudden reversal.

They were all laughing so hard they were practically falling over.

"General Zhao truly loves pigs to death!"

"The princess's sword technique is called the 'Pig-Slaughtering Swordplay'!"

Sun Shangxiang blushed deeply, wishing she could disappear into the ground.

She, a dignified princess of Jiangdong, had practiced her swordsmanship diligently for many years, only to demonstrate its power on a dead pig in the end.

How will I survive in the underworld after this?

He suddenly drew his longsword, sending up a cloud of pork scraps.

I originally wanted to put on a double act, but it turned out like this.

"I'll pay you back! I'll pay you back, okay?!"

Sun Shangxiang threw her sword on the ground and stomped her foot angrily.

"I'll give you ten pigs! I'll feed you until you're as big as a pig!"

Having said that, he flicked his red robe.

Leading a group of female soldiers who were also trying not to laugh,

They fled the scene.

"Hey! Don't go! We haven't eaten the garlic sauce yet!"

Zhao Yu shouted at her retreating figure.

Then he turned to look at Cao Cao, his face full of grievance:

"Prime Minister, she said she'd compensate with ten heads of cattle. You can be my witness."

Cao Cao laughed so hard he slammed his fist on the table:

"Witness! Witness! I'll reward you with ten more! That'll make it twenty, as a betrothal gift!"

"Someone! Change the dishes! Bring Chief Clerk Zhao the biggest pig ever!"