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

Hold on tight.

We must hold on.

If Xu Chu's belly were to cover his face,

I'm going to have nightmares for the rest of my life.

"Let go!"

Ma Chao roared.

"I won't let go!"

"You think you can just yell?" Xu Chu yelled back.

"You fatso! What do you smell like?!"

"It smells like butter all the time!"

"You're the fat one!"

"That's a potbelly!"

"I'm going to crush you!"

The snow, warmed by the two of them, turned into mud.

It rolled more than ten times.

You go up, I go down.

I'll go up, you go down.

Cao Ying's Ice Wall

One by one, they all poked their heads out.

They were thoroughly enjoying watching it.

"good!"

Ground techniques!

"Cross lock... Oh no, my arm is too slippery, I can't lock it."

"What a pity, it seems history isn't so easily changed."

"It's a draw in the end."

Cao Cao didn't understand what a cross lock was.

But he can see the situation clearly.

"No one can do anything about it."

"Zhongkang was at a disadvantage in defense because he lacked armor."

"The horse is strong, but it's slippery."

It is indeed slippery.

Ma Chao grabbed Xu Chu's arm several times.

I want to use grappling techniques.

As a result, my hand slipped.

Once, by accident, he slipped and fell into Xu Chu's armpit.

Xu Chu was ticklish.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xu Chu smiled.

My strength has dissipated.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ma Chao flipped over and mounted Xu Chu.

He started throwing punches like a madman.

Xu Chu was not to be outdone.

He immediately stood up.

They knocked Ma Chao over.

They pressed it down again.

that's it.

They fought for half an hour.

No one wins, no one loses.

Only two exhausted bodies remained.

And a pile of duck feathers on the ground (they really were duck feathers, used in the cooking process earlier).

Pound and Ma Dai watched from a distance.

"We can't let the young master continue fighting like this."

Both of them, being from Xiliang, felt a little out of place.

"That's improper."

"And it's too dirty."

"Help!"

The Xiliang cavalry swarmed forward.

Cao Ren looked from the city wall.

"No!"

"Zhongkang wasn't wearing any clothes!"

"He'll be hacked to death!"

"Tiger and Leopard Cavalry! Attack!"

"Recapture General Xu!"

The two armies clashed again.

core zone.

Those are the two clay figures.

Pound charged over.

He slapped Xu Chu on the butt (because there was really nowhere else to hit him).

I definitely won't cut him.

This is a matter of morality; they wouldn't stoop to such a sneak attack.

"Get out of the way!"

Cao Ren also rushed over.

The spear forced Pound back.

"Zhongkang! Retreat!"

"That's enough!"

"My pants are going to rip if I keep hitting them (referring to exhaustion)!"

Xu Chu was panting heavily.

He really was out of energy.

The butter's power is almost gone.

I'm cold and hungry now.

It's just that I've been persisting.

He let go.

He rolled off Ma Chao.

Ma Chao also breathed a sigh of relief.

He quickly got up.

His silver armor had turned into mud.

His face was covered in red and black marks, from Xu Chu's slashes.

Xu Chu was covered in mud, looking like a terracotta warrior.

"How is it!"

"Pretty boy!"

"Do you accept it or not?"

"My body."

"Is it solid?"

Ma Chao wiped his face.

He stared at Xu Chu; although he hadn't won, he hadn't lost either.

After all, he had just ridden on Xu Chu and punched him a few times.

"You fatso."

"You're thick-skinned."

"Don't get too cocky."

"You didn't win!"

"I didn't lose either!"

"next time……"

Ma Chao was surrounded and forced to retreat.

"Next time, make sure you wash all that oil off yourself before you come back!"

"Nausea!"

"That's disgusting!"

Ma Chao was truly disgusted.

That slippery, smooth feel.

That smell, a mixture of sweat and butter.

That's downright psychological attack.

"withdraw!"

Cao Ren did not pursue them.

Both of them have already given us a very impressive performance.

There's no need to do all this unnecessary stuff anymore.

Xu Chu picked up the broadsword from the ground.

The knife feels a bit heavy.

A cold wind blew.

He shuddered.

It was hot when we were fighting.

Now that I've calmed down...

Hypothermia.

"Prime Minister!"

"Zhao Yu!"

Xu Chu looked at the top of the wall.

"I'm freezing!"

"A draw!"

"I'd say it's a draw?"

"I didn't embarrass myself!"

"Get me something hot right away!"

Cao Cao had already come down.

He was holding a cotton-padded coat in his hand.

Zhao Yu was carrying a bowl of soup from a hot pot of butter.

They came to greet them.

Pick up the bowl.

"Gulp gulp".

The big bowl was empty.

"ha--"

Came alive.

Cao Cao looked at Xu Chu with affection.

There were also Ma Chao's shoe prints on his stomach.

But his spirit and energy remain.

"What a tiger-obsessed fool!"

"It's a draw; they were able to fight to a standstill with General Shenwei."

"Even if he were naked, he would still be remembered in history."

"I think this battle should be called 'Naked Warrior Against Ma Chao'!"

"Although we didn't win."

"But we didn't lose either!"

Xu Chu chuckled.

Touching her belly.

"That's right."

"Don't you even know who I am?"

"I am Xu Chu."

"I have a potbelly."

"And the oil that Zhao Yu gave me...

"It works really well."

……

The central command tent of the Western Liang army.

Ma Chao is back.

The first thing I did when I got back wasn't to take off my armor or drink water, but to take a shower.

"water!"

"Hot water!"

"Burn more!"

Ma Chao roared.

In the bathtub.

Ma Chao held the towel.

He frantically rubbed his face.

I rubbed off a layer of skin.

It still doesn't feel clean.

He felt it on his face and inside his nostrils.

That smell still lingers.

And that big belly kept swaying in front of me.

Soft and mushy. Greasy.

"Ugh..." Ma Chao gagged.

Psychological trauma.

This is absolutely a serious psychological trauma.

Nightmares are definitely coming.

At this time.

The curtain was lifted.

Han Sui entered.

He was the second-in-command of the Xiliang army.

Ma Teng's sworn brother.

He also watched the battle between Ma Chao and Xu Chu.

It's just too...

He should come and offer his condolences.

"Meng Qi."

Han Sui watched Ma Chao scrubbing his face in the bathtub.

"Are you alright?"

"There isn't a single normal person among Cao Cao's men."

Ma Chao stopped his movement.

Her eyes were red.

"uncle!"

"That fat guy... he's gone too far."

"If it's going to be war, then it's going to be war."

He took off his clothes.

"My body also produces oil."

"Is this something a proper general would do?"

Han Sui nodded.

Outraged.

If he were to fight, the scene would be absolutely wonderful.

"that is!"

"shameless!"

"They have no martial ethics whatsoever; they're even more barbaric than us Xiliang people."

Han Sui cursed as he handed over a dry towel.

"Meng Qi, don't take it too seriously."

"That Xu Chu was just a commoner."

"We are from a distinguished family, and we will not stoop to the level of such a vulgar person."

Ma Chao took the towel.

I wiped my face and felt a little better.

"Uncle is right."

"next time……"

"I'll definitely bring a brush next time."

"First, brush the oil off him."

At this time.

A soldier carrying a tray walked in.

"Young General."

"You've been fighting all day without eating anything."

"This is freshly squeezed goat milk, now heated up."

"Have a sip, quench your thirst, and calm your nerves."

Ma Chao was indeed thirsty.

I just spent half a day rolling around in the mud with Xu Chu.

"Bring it up."

The guards brought over the goat's milk.

It's a very big bowl.

A layer of milk skin floated on top.

Ma Chao picked up the bowl.

Just about to drink.

Then I saw the milk skin.

That instant.

The images overlapped.

Xu Chu's belly began to show again.

Then I thought of... my father, Ma Teng.

Lamb brain soup.

That's white too.

It's also greasy.

Triple blow.

3D surround sound.

"vomit--!!!"

My stomach churned violently.

With a tremor of his hand, the entire bowl of goat milk spilled onto the ground.

Ma Chao leaned over the edge of the bathtub and vomited.

He vomited up all the dry food he ate yesterday.

"Take it!"

"Take it!"

"I'm not drinking milk anymore!"

"Anything white, oily, or with skin!"

"None of them are allowed to appear before me!"

The guards were terrified and quickly gathered up the broken pieces and threw them away.