Reborn Liu Bei: I'll lead this Three Kingdoms to victory!

In the sixth year of Zhongping, in the ninth month, the state of Zhongshan.

Liu Bei led his "five thousand loyal troops" and marched into the territory of Zhongshan State.

The number was said to be five thousand, but it had actually swelled to eight thousand—three thousand more young men and refugees were "recruited" along the way. In Liu Bei's words, "They are all passionate young men who are willing to serve their country."

Of course, the degree of voluntariness is debatable.

Standing on the city wall, Zhang Chun, the prime minister of Zhongshan, looked at the dark mass of troops outside the city and his legs felt a little weak.

"Liu...Liu Duwei," Zhang Chun's voice trembled, "What is this...?"

"Prime Minister Zhang, there is no need to panic." Liu Bei bowed at the foot of the city, his smile gentle. "I have been ordered by the Governor to march south to defend the Emperor. Passing through Zhongshan, I saw that bandits were rampant and the people were impoverished, which I could not bear. Therefore, I have temporarily stayed here to suppress the bandits and pacify the people. I will continue south once the roads are clear."

That's well said.

But Zhang Chun isn't stupid.

Temporary deployment? To suppress bandits and pacify the people?

I'm afraid they'll come and never leave.

"Commander," Zhang Chun said cautiously, "Zhongshan is a small and poor country; I'm afraid it cannot afford to support a large army..."

"Don't worry, Prime Minister Zhang," Liu Bei said with a smile. "I will take care of the provisions and military supplies, and I will not disturb the people. I only need you to do me a favor and allow our army to camp outside the city."

Zhang Chun glanced at the army behind Liu Bei.

The formation was impeccably orderly, exuding a murderous aura.

Then look at the few hundred county soldiers in your own city...

"Please go ahead, Commandant," Zhang Chun said sensibly.

"Thank you, Prime Minister." Liu Bei cupped his hands in thanks. "By the way, Prime Minister, do you know where the greatest bandit threat is within the territory of Zhongshan?"

Zhang Chun thought for a moment: "In the north, there is Zhang Niujiao, who has gathered several thousand followers and is entrenched in Puyin Pass. In the south, there is Chu Feiyan, oh, now she is called Zhang Yan, who has gathered more than ten thousand followers and is active in the border area of ​​Changshan and Zhongshan. These two are the largest."

Zhang Niujiao, Zhang Yan...

Liu Bei's heart stirred.

An early leader of the Black Mountain bandits.

Historically, after Zhang Niujiao's death, his followers joined Zhang Yan. Zhang Yan integrated the various tribes of Heishan, claiming to number a million, and became a major threat to Hebei.

"Zhang Niujiao..." Liu Bei pondered, "What do you think of this man?"

"A ruthless bandit," Zhang Chun said. "They burn, kill, loot, and commit all sorts of atrocities. This humble general... oh no, this official has tried to suppress them many times, but the terrain of Puyin Pass is treacherous, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and we have never been able to wipe them out."

"Alright then." Liu Bei nodded. "Let's start with him."

Zhang Chun was taken aback: "The Commandant wants to fight Zhang Niujiao?"

"Suppressing bandits and protecting the people is our duty," Liu Bei said with righteous indignation. "Prime Minister Zhang, please provide a topographical map of Puyin Pass, as well as detailed intelligence on Zhang Niujiao's tribe."

"This..." Zhang Chun hesitated, "The Commandant is new here; perhaps he should rest for a few days..."

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war," Liu Bei interrupted him. "If the banditry is not eliminated, the people will not live in peace. Now that I have come to Zhongshan, I should rid the people of this scourge."

Looking at Liu Bei, Zhang Chun suddenly felt that this young man... didn't seem to be here to establish a separatist regime?

Do you really want to wipe out the bandits?

"Alright... alright." Zhang Chun nodded. "This subordinate will go and make the preparations immediately."

That night, in the central command tent.

Liu Bei spread out the map, and his generals sat around it.

"Puyin Pass," Liu Bei pointed to a mountain pass on the map, "one of the eight passes of Taihang, connecting Zhongshan and Bingzhou. Zhang Niujiao occupies this place, guarding the vital route and robbing passing merchants. No wonder he can gather thousands of followers."

"Brother, how should we fight?" Zhang Fei rubbed his hands together, eager for a fight. "Should we just charge in?"

"A direct assault would result in too many losses," Liu Bei shook his head. "Puyin Pass is so strategically important that one man can hold it against ten thousand. We must outmaneuver them."

"How can we outsmart them?"

"It's a three-step process," Liu Bei said, holding up three fingers. "First, lure the enemy out of the mountains. Second, besiege the stronghold and attack the reinforcements. Third, cut off their supply lines from beneath the cauldron."

Everyone looked at each other.

This word... I've never heard of it before.

"Yun Chang," Liu Bei said, looking at Guan Yu, "you will lead a thousand soldiers, disguised as a merchant caravan, and pass through Puyin Pass. Carry plenty of valuables, but be sure to 'accidentally' reveal your whereabouts. Zhang Niujiao is greedy and will surely come to rob you."

"Guan obeys."

"Yide," Liu Bei then looked at Zhang Fei, "you take two thousand soldiers and ambush at the exit of Puyin Pass. When Zhang Niujiao comes out to plunder, you block his retreat."

"Okay!"

"Zilong," Liu Bei said, looking at Zhao Yun, "you will take five hundred cavalry and provide mobile support. Go wherever you are needed."

"yes!"

"And what about me?" Qian Zhao asked.

"Zijing," Liu Bei said with a smile, "your mission is the most important. Take a hundred elite troops, cross the mountains and valleys, circle around to the rear of Puyin Pass, and find Zhang Niujiao's lair. When the frontal battle begins, you will launch a surprise attack from the rear, burn his supplies, and seize his stronghold."

Qian Zhao's eyes lit up: "Special operations?"

"Yes." Liu Bei nodded. "Remember, be quick, ruthless, and accurate. Send the signal after you've succeeded."

"clear!"

After making the arrangements, Liu Bei looked at the map and pondered in his heart.

This battle must not only be won, but won spectacularly.

We must demonstrate our power and let the people of Zhongshan know who their true protector is.

We also want to let those powerful figures who are watching know who the real boss is here.

Three days later, at Puyin Pass.

Guan Yu's "caravan" moved slowly.

One hundred large carts, fully loaded with goods, were stuck in deep ruts—in reality, the carts were filled with stones, with only the top layer containing cloth and grain.

"General Guan," the soldier disguised as a waiter asked in a low voice, "will Zhang Niujiao come?"

"Yes." Guan Yu narrowed his phoenix eyes. "Greedy people will forget righteousness for profit. With such a large force like ours, it's no wonder he can't resist."

Sure enough, as the caravan entered the depths of the valley, shouts of battle suddenly rang out from the hillsides on both sides.

Hundreds of bandits rushed down the mountain.

The leader, a burly man wielding a large knife, was none other than Zhang Niujiao.

"This mountain is mine, these trees are mine! If you want to pass, leave your toll!" Zhang Niujiao shouted.

Guan Yu spurred his horse forward, his acting superb: "Hero, spare our lives! We'll give you all the goods, just please spare our lives!"

"You're smart to know what's good for you!" Zhang Niujiao laughed. "Brothers, let's move the goods!"

The bandits swarmed forward.

Just then, Guan Yu suddenly drew his sword.

"Let's do it!"

One hundred "men" instantly ripped off the camouflage on the vehicle, revealing the weapons underneath.

Meanwhile, ambushes sprang up on both sides of the valley.

Zhang Fei led two thousand soldiers to block the exit.

"Zhang Niujiao! You've fallen for our trap!" Zhang Fei roared. "Surrender now!"

Zhang Niujiao was shocked, realizing he had fallen into a trap, and quickly led his men to retreat towards the mountain stronghold.

But from the direction of the mountain stronghold, thick smoke billowed.

They succeeded in their scheme.

"Brother! The stronghold has been burned down!" a minor leader rushed in to report.

"What?!" Zhang Niujiao's eyes widened in horror. "Who did this?!"

"I don't know! Suddenly a squad of soldiers appeared. There weren't many of them, but they were ruthless! They killed anyone they saw and burned any grain they found!"

Zhang Niujiao knew things were going badly and tried to break through from the side.

But from the side, Zhao Yun led five hundred cavalrymen to attack.

"Zhao Zilong of Changshan is here! Traitorous general, prepare to die!"

With silver spear and white horse, they moved as if they were in an empty field.

Zhang Niujiao braced himself and accepted the challenge.

After ten rounds, he was pierced through the shoulder by Zhao Yun's spear.

"Protect our eldest brother!" The guards risked their lives to save Zhang Niujiao and fled into the deep mountains.

Zhao Yun wanted to give chase, but Liu Bei stopped him.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy." Liu Bei spurred his horse forward, looking at the fleeing bandits. "Zilong, take in the prisoners. Those who are willing to reform, incorporate them into the auxiliary troops. Those who resist... will be dealt with according to military law."

"yes!"

That was a brilliant victory.

They annihilated 800 enemies, captured 1,500, seized 3,000 shi of grain and countless valuables.

More importantly, Zhang Niujiao's stronghold was destroyed, and he himself was seriously injured and fled, so he will not be able to cause any trouble in the short term.

When the news reached Lu Nu, the capital of Zhongshan, Zhang Chun was shocked.

three days?

Just three days?

Zhang Niujiao, who had been entrenched for years, was crippled just like that?

"Liu Duwei... truly a divine general!" Zhang Chun exclaimed.

Little did he know, this was a case of dimensional reduction attack.

Using modern special operations concepts, combined with the elite troops and generals of the Three Kingdoms period, to fight a band of bandits is like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

After defeating Zhang Niujiao, Liu Bei's prestige in the Zhongshan Kingdom soared.

The people prepared food and drink to welcome the king's army.

The powerful figures also came to visit, bringing "gifts of comfort".

But the person Liu Bei most wanted to see had not yet arrived.

"My lord," Jian Yong reported, "there's still no word from Liu Deran's side."

Liu Deran was a relative of Liu Bei, a descendant of Prince Jing of Zhongshan, and by seniority, he was Liu Bei's cousin.

Historically, when Liu Bei was young, he studied under Lu Zhi along with Liu Deran and Gongsun Zan. Liu Deran's father, Liu Yuanqi, greatly admired Liu Bei and often provided him with financial assistance.

Now that Liu Bei has come to Zhongshan, Liu Deran is avoiding seeing him.

"What is he worried about?" Liu Bei asked.

"He's worried that our lord is here to seize his property," Jian Yong said frankly. "Liu Deran owns thousands of acres of fertile land and dozens of shops in Zhongshan, making him the richest man in Zhongshan. He fears that our lord will use the name of our clan to forcibly seize his property."

Liu Bei smiled.

Seize the family property?

The layout is small.

"Prepare the horses." Liu Bei stood up. "I will go to pay a visit myself."

"My lord, should we lead the troops...?"

"No need," Liu Bei shook his head. "Just the two of us, traveling light. What would it look like to bring troops?"

Liu Deran's manor is located outside Lunu City, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, covering a vast area.

When Liu Bei and Jian Yong arrived, Liu Deran was in the courtyard... brewing wine?

"Brother Deran," Liu Bei greeted from outside the courtyard gate.

Liu Deran looked up, saw Liu Bei, and was stunned for a moment.

He didn't expect that Liu Bei would actually come, and that he would only bring Jian Yong with him.

"Xuande..." Liu Deran put down the wine ladle in his hand, "Why are you here?"

"I've come to visit my cousin," Liu Bei said with a smile. "What, aren't you welcome?"

Liu Deran hesitated for a moment, then opened the door: "Come in."

The courtyard was filled with wine jars, and the aroma of wine filled the air.

Liu Bei smelled the wine and exclaimed, "Excellent wine! Did Brother Deran brew it himself?"

"Just killing time," Liu Deran said casually. "Xuande is now the General Who Subdues Rebels, commanding 8,000 troops, and his might shakes Zhongshan. What brings you to my little place?"

His words were barbed.

Liu Bei didn't take it seriously. Instead, he walked to the wine jar, picked up the wine spoon, and took a sip.

"Hmm..." He frowned, "The wine is good, but... it's not strong enough."

Liu Deran raised an eyebrow: "Xuande knows about wine?"

"I know a little." Liu Bei put down his wine spoon. "Brother Deran, this wine is made using the traditional brewing method. The fermentation time is insufficient, and there is no distillation process. Therefore, the alcohol content is low, and the taste is on the sweeter side."

Liu Deran was stunned.

Alcohol content? Distillation process?

He had never heard of any of these words.

"Xuande...what are you saying?"

"A new brewing method," Liu Bei smiled, "can triple the alcohol concentration, making it stronger and purer. Moreover... the yield is higher, and the cost is lower."

Liu Deran's eyes lit up.

He was a businessman, and he immediately understood the value behind it.

"Does Xuande know this method?"

"Yes," Liu Bei nodded. "Moreover, we have already opened a winery in Zhuojun, and the 'Blazing Fire' liquor we produce is now sold all over Youzhou."

Liu Deran had heard of "Liehuo Shao," the hottest wine in Youzhou recently, more expensive than gold.

"Xuande means..."

"Let's cooperate," Liu Bei said directly. "I'll provide the technology, and Brother Deran will provide the venue, manpower, and raw materials. We'll split the profits fifty-fifty."

Liu Deran was tempted.

But he quickly became wary again: "Why is Xuande looking for me?"

"Because you are my cousin," Liu Bei said sincerely. "We shouldn't let the good stuff go to outsiders. Besides... I need Brother Deran's help."

"How can I help you?"

"Govern Zhongshan," Liu Bei said solemnly. "I am new here and unfamiliar with the place. Although I have soldiers, governing the people and managing the administration is not my forte. Brother Deran has been operating in Zhongshan for many years, with extensive connections and a high reputation. If you can help me, Zhongshan can be secured."

Liu Deran remained silent.

He looked at Liu Bei, his cousin who was more than ten years younger than him, and saw no greed in his eyes, only sincerity.

"Xuande," Liu Deran said slowly, "are you really here to suppress bandits and bring peace to the people?"

"Yes," Liu Bei nodded, "We're also here to accumulate strength and wait for the opportune moment."

"Waiting for the right time...waiting for what opportunity?"

"The time for chaos is here." Liu Bei made no secret of it. "Dong Zhuo has usurped power, and warlords are rising up. The world is about to descend into chaos. In times of chaos, you will either be swallowed up or swallow others. I don't want to be swallowed up, so I must first strengthen myself."

Liu Deran took a deep breath.

That was said too bluntly, and too...shocking.

"Xuande has great ambitions."

"As a member of the Han imperial family, I cannot stand by and watch the country crumble," Liu Bei said with a wry smile. "Although I know my abilities are insufficient, I still want to do my part."

Liu Deran stared at Liu Bei for a long time.

Suddenly, he smiled.

"Xuande, you are better than your father," Liu Deran sighed. "Your father was cautious and timid his whole life, and in the end he was only a county magistrate. But you... have ambition and ability."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll help you. I'll take care of the brewery. I can also help you sort out the government affairs in Zhongshan. But..."

"Brother Deran, please speak."

"I need a promise from you," Liu Deran said solemnly, "No matter where you go in the future, you must treat the people of Zhongshan and the Liu clan well."

"I will remember this." Liu Bei bowed deeply.

Leaving Liu Deran's manor, Jian Yong sighed, "My lord, your mouth really..."

"Can you really talk the dead back to life?" Liu Bei laughed.

"No." Jian Yong shook his head. "You can talk a living person to death—Liu Deran originally wanted to protect himself, but now you've dragged him into this mess."

"How can this be called dragging someone down?" Liu Bei corrected. "This is called starting a business together. When I gain control of the country, he will be a member of the imperial family, and his son will be a prince. He won't lose out in this deal."

Jian Yong was convinced.

This lord is unparalleled in his ability to make empty promises.

In October, the news arrived.

The warlords of Kanto have finally taken action.

Yuan Shao, the governor of Bohai, along with Wang Kuang, the governor of Henei, Han Fu, the governor of Ji Province, Kong Zhou, the governor of Yu Province, Liu Dai, the governor of Yan Province, Zhang Miao, the governor of Chenliu, Zhang Chao, the governor of Guangling, Qiao Mao, the governor of Dongjun, Yuan Yi, the governor of Shanyang, Bao Xin, the chancellor of Jibei, Cao Cao, the valiant cavalry commander, and a total of eleven other warlords, held a meeting at Suanzao and swore an oath to attack Dong Zhuo.

The proclamation spread throughout the land, full of fervor and passion.

Liu Bei also received a copy.

"It's finally begun," Liu Bei murmured, looking at the proclamation.

"My lord, shall we go?" Guan Yu asked.

"Go," Liu Bei nodded, "but how and when to go are matters."

He spread out a map: "Look, Suanzao is in Yanzhou, and we are in Zhongshan. To get there, we have to cross the entire Jizhou. Although Han Fu participated in the alliance, he may not be willing to let us pass through."

"Then let's attack!" Zhang Fei shouted.

"No," Liu Bei shook his head. "We are now a righteous army loyal to the emperor; how can we fight our own people?"

"What should we do then?"

"Wait," Liu Bei said with a smile, "wait until they invite us."

"Please?" The crowd asked, puzzled.

"That's right." A sly glint flashed in Liu Bei's eyes. "The alliance at Suanzao looks impressive, but it's actually a motley crew. The eleven warlords are all up to their own agendas, and none of them are willing to fight to the death. Once they've run into trouble with Dong Zhuo, they'll naturally turn to us."

Sure enough, half a month later, Yuan Shao's envoy arrived.

The man who arrived was a scholar named Feng Ji, courtesy name Yuan Tu, who was Yuan Shao's strategist.

"Liu, Commander," Feng Ji said, bowing. "My lord, Yuan Shao, upholds the greater good of the nation and has formed an alliance at Suanzao to punish the traitor Dong Zhuo. I have heard that you are training troops in Zhongshan and are renowned for your loyalty and righteousness. Therefore, I have been specially dispatched to invite you to join me in this great undertaking."

Liu Bei warmly received him: "Lord Yuan's kindness is deeply appreciated. However..."

"What difficulties does the Commandant face?"

"Although I have the will, my strength is meager." Liu Bei smiled bitterly. "I only have eight thousand soldiers under my command, most of whom are new recruits and poorly trained. Moreover, Zhongshan has just been pacified, and the bandit problem has not been eliminated. If we rashly march south, I fear our rear will be unstable."

Feng Ji cursed inwardly: Keep pretending.

When you attacked Zhang Niujiao, you didn't seem weak at all.

"Commander, you are too modest," Feng Ji said with a smile. "Zhang Niujiao has been entrenched for many years, yet you broke through it in just three days, which shows the excellence of your troops. As for the rear... if you go south, my lord can ask Han Jizhou to send troops to assist in the defense."

"This..." Liu Bei pretended to be hesitant, "Let me consider it for a few days."

After Feng Ji left, Liu Bei summoned everyone.

"So? Are you going or not?" Jian Yong asked.

"Go," Liu Bei nodded, "but the conditions must be agreed upon."

"What are the conditions?"

"First, we will form our own independent army and will not be subject to the orders of other warlords." Liu Bei held up one finger. "Second, our provisions and military supplies will be provided by our allies. Third, after the war... the three commanderies of Zhongshan, Changshan, and Dai will belong to us."

Tian Yu frowned: "My lord, can Yuan Shao agree to these conditions?"

"I won't agree to everything," Liu Bei laughed. "So we'll have to negotiate. The bottom line is: independent army and a supply of provisions. As for territory... we can figure that out later."

The next day, Liu Bei replied to Feng Ji: He was willing to participate in the alliance meeting, but with three conditions.

Feng Ji's expression turned rather unpleasant upon hearing this.

"Lieutenant Liu," Feng Ji said, "forming an independent army... is probably not appropriate. The allied forces are one and should be under unified command."

"Then I'm afraid I cannot comply," Liu Bei said firmly. "My soldiers only obey my orders. If I forcibly transfer them to another's command, it might cause trouble."

Feng Ji had no choice but to say that he would go back and ask Yuan Shao for instructions.

Ten days later, Yuan Shao replied: he agreed to Liu Bei forming an independent army, with supplies to be provided by Ji Province. However, he made no mention of territory.

"That's good." Liu Bei said with satisfaction. "Issue the order: the entire army prepares to march south in three days."

"Brother, are we really going to fight Dong Zhuo to the death?" Zhang Fei asked.

"Fight to the death?" Liu Bei laughed. "We're going to... observe and learn."

"To observe and learn?"

"Yes," Liu Bei explained, "Let's see what level the other warlords are at, and how strong Dong Zhuo's Liangzhou army is. And by the way... let's make a name for ourselves."

He looked at everyone: "Remember, our mission is: preserve our strength, gain reputation, and observe the situation. Avoid fighting if possible, and only fight when we have the upper hand. Understand?"

"clear!"

In early November, Liu Bei led 8,000 troops to Suanzao.

The feudal lords have been stationed at Suanzao for over a month, and apart from drinking and cursing Dong Zhuo every day, they have not taken any real action.

Everyone was somewhat surprised to see Liu Bei arrive.

"So young?"

"He only brought eight thousand soldiers?"

"I heard they were quite effective at suppressing bandits in Youzhou..."

There was a lot of discussion.

Yuan Shao, as the leader of the alliance, personally went out to greet them.

"Xuande!" Yuan Shao, in his forties, handsome and with an extraordinary air, grasped Liu Bei's hand with great enthusiasm, "I've long heard of a young hero emerging from Youzhou, and seeing him today, I can see he truly lives up to his reputation!"

"You flatter me, Lord Yuan," Liu Bei said humbly. "I am young and inexperienced, and I have come here to learn from you seniors."

These were well-spoken words, and all the feudal lords were pleased to hear them.

Cao Cao was also present. He was thirty-five years old, not tall, but with sharp eyes and a calm demeanor.

"Commander Liu," Cao Cao said, bowing. "When I was in Luoyang, I heard about your deeds in suppressing the Taiping Dao in Youzhou. It is a pleasure to meet you today."

"Commander Cao," Liu Bei returned the greeting, feeling a surge of emotion.

This is Cao Cao.

The future Emperor Wu of Wei was currently just an unsuccessful military officer.

"Xuande has come from afar; you must be tired," Yuan Shao said. "Tonight, we will host a banquet to welcome you back!"

At the banquet, glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged.

The warlords engaged in lively discussions, vehemently criticizing Dong Zhuo and envisioning the future.

Liu Bei listened with a smile, rarely speaking.

"Xuande," Yuan Shao asked, "what are your thoughts on the campaign against Dong Zhuo?"

Liu Bei put down his wine cup: "Dong Zhuo commands an army of 100,000 and is holding Luoyang. The Hulao and Sishui passes are strategically important, easy to defend and difficult to attack. A direct assault would result in heavy losses."

"So, what Xuande means is..."

"Winning hearts and minds is the best strategy, conquering cities is the second best," Liu Bei said slowly. "The reason Dong Zhuo was able to control the court was because he controlled the emperor. If we can rescue the emperor, Dong Zhuo will collapse without a fight."

Everyone was taken aback.

Save the Emperor?

That's easy for you to say.

"How can we save them?" Cao Cao asked.

"Send an elite squad to infiltrate Luoyang, contact loyal and righteous men, and coordinate an attack from within," Liu Bei said. "Of course, it will be difficult, but it's worth a try. Even if we can't rescue the Emperor, we can still create chaos in Luoyang and shake the morale of Dong Zhuo's army."

Yuan Shao frowned: "That's too risky."

"Yes, that's too risky."

"A direct attack would be a safer option."

The feudal lords all shook their heads.

Liu Bei sneered inwardly.

A bunch of scoundrels.

"Since you seniors all feel it's inappropriate, then I'll disregard what I said." Liu Bei raised his cup. "I toast to you all, wishing you success in your campaign against Dong Zhuo!"

After the banquet, Cao Cao caught up with Liu Bei.

"Xuande, please wait."

"Is there something you need, Commandant Cao?"

"What you just said about infiltrating Luoyang..." Cao Cao lowered his voice, "I think it's feasible. I still have some old subordinates in Luoyang, perhaps we can make contact with them."

Liu Bei looked at Cao Cao and sighed inwardly.

This is the difference between Cao Cao and Yuan Shao.

One is adventurous, the other only seeks stability.

"If Colonel Cao is willing, I am willing to lend a hand," Liu Bei said. "I have an elite force under my command that excels in infiltration, raids, and reconnaissance. If you need it, Colonel Cao, I can lend it to you."

Cao Cao's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"It's true." Liu Bei nodded. "But this matter is confidential and should not be publicized."

"I understand," Cao Cao said solemnly. "I will remember Xuande's kindness today."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before returning to their respective camps.

Back at their camp, Guan Yu asked, "Brother, are you really going to help Cao Cao?"

"Help, or not." Liu Bei smiled mysteriously. "It's true that I'll help him contact his old subordinates, but the elite squad... it'll just be for show. Our men can't actually go and die."

"What about Cao Cao's side..."

"He will be grateful to us," Liu Bei said calmly. "That's enough. Offering help in times of need is more valuable than adding flowers to brocade."

Just then, Jian Yong entered, his expression strange.

"My lord, someone requests an audience."

"Who?"

He said his name was Xun You, courtesy name Gongda, and he was a Gentleman Attendant at the Palace Gate in the imperial court. He had just escaped from Luoyang.

Xun You?!

Liu Bei was startled.

This is a top-notch strategist!

"Please come quickly!"

VI. Xun You's strategy was somewhat ruthless.

Xun You was in his thirties, dressed as a scholar, looking travel-worn, but with bright eyes and a composed demeanor.

"Xun Gongda pays his respects to Commandant Liu."

"No need for such formalities, sir." Liu Bei personally helped him up. "Have you come from Luoyang, sir?"

"Yes." Xun You nodded. "Dong Zhuo is acting perversely and he cannot bear to see the country fall into ruin. Therefore, I risked my life to escape and join the righteous army to fight against the traitor."

"You've come at the right time, sir," Liu Bei said. "I was just worried about having no one to discuss a strategy to defeat Dong Zhuo."

Xun You glanced at Liu Bei, then at the generals in the tent, and slowly said, "Commander, are you aware that the Suanzao Alliance, though seemingly grand in scale, is actually as precarious as a pile of eggs?"

"I would like to hear the details."

"The eleven warlords each harbor their own ambitions," Xun You pointed out incisively. "Yuan Shao wants to be the leader of the alliance, Han Fu wants to preserve his strength, and Liu Dai, Zhang Miao, and others only want to gain a reputation. Those who truly want to defeat Dong Zhuo are probably only a handful, such as Cao Cao and Sun Jian. How can such a coalition succeed?"

Liu Bei nodded: "Sir, your insight is profound. Then, in your opinion, what should we do?"

"Two paths." Xun You held up two fingers. "First, advance swiftly, head straight for Luoyang, and take advantage of Dong Zhuo's unstable foothold to defeat him in one fell swoop. But this path requires the alliance leader to make a decisive move and the lords to be willing to fight. As it stands, that seems impossible."

"And the second one?"

"Secondly, preserve our strength and observe the situation," Xun You said. "Dong Zhuo is tyrannical and cannot last long. We should wait for internal changes to occur, or for a true leader to emerge among the warlords, before making further plans."

Liu Bei smiled: "Sir, who do you think is the true great ruler?"

Xun You looked at Liu Bei meaningfully: "What does the Commandant think?"

The two looked at each other, understanding each other without saying a word.

"Since you've come, please stay," Liu Bei said sincerely. "I am of limited talent and learning, and I need the guidance of a wise man like you."

"I am willing to serve you like a dog or a horse." Xun You bowed deeply.

In this way, Liu Bei gained another great talent.

That evening, Xun You offered a plan.

"Commander, I have a plan that will allow you to gain both fame and real benefits in this campaign against Dong Zhuo."

"Please speak, sir."

"Does the Commandant know that Dong Zhuo has a general named Hua Xiong?" Xun You asked.

"I know." Liu Bei nodded. "Dong Zhuo's fierce general is said to be invincible."

"Hua Xiong is currently stationed at Sishui Pass," Xun You said. "The allied forces of the feudal lords will surely attack Sishui Pass first. In my opinion, the feudal lords will be defeated."

Why?

"Because the feudal lords each have their own agendas, none of them are willing to fight to the death," Xun You analyzed. "In the first battle, they will send a small force to probe, but Hua Xiong is brave and fierce, and the small force will surely be defeated. After the defeat, the feudal lords will be even less willing to fight, and their morale will be low."

Liu Bei's eyes lit up: "Sir, you mean..."

"When the feudal lords have suffered several defeats and no one dares to fight anymore, then the Commandant will make his move," Xun You said with a smile. "At that time, the Commandant will send his fiercest generals to fight, kill Hua Xiong, and break through Sishui Pass. In this way, the Commandant's fame will spread throughout the land, while the feudal lords... will only appear incompetent."

"Brilliant!" Liu Bei exclaimed, slamming his hand on the table. "But... Hua Xiong is incredibly brave; who can slay him?"

Inside the tent, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun all stood up at the same time.

"I, Guan, am willing to go!"

"I'm going!"

"Cloud volunteering!"

Liu Bei looked at the three of them and smiled.

Hua Xiong, oh Hua Xiong.

I'm sorry.

I'm taking your head.

A few days later, the allied forces of the feudal lords began their attack on Sishui Pass.

Just as Xun You had predicted, Yuan Shao sent several minor warlords to lead the charge.

The result was a crushing defeat.

Hua Xiong killed three generals in succession, and the morale of the allied forces plummeted.

"Who else dares to fight Hua Xiong?!" Yuan Shao asked from inside the tent.

The feudal lords looked at each other, but no one answered.

Yuan Shao looked at Liu Bei: "Xuande, you have a multitude of fierce generals under your command..."

Liu Bei stood up: "I am willing to send generals to fight."

The feudal lords were taken aback.

This kid, he really dares to do that?

"Whom did Xuande send?" Yuan Shao asked.

"Guan Yu, Guan Yunchang," Liu Bei said.

Guan Yu stepped forward; he was nine feet tall, with a face like a red date, and exuded an imposing aura.

The feudal lords, upon seeing this, secretly cheered: What a magnificent man!

But Shen Pei, Yuan Shao's advisor, frowned: "What is this person's official position?"

"Horse archers," Liu Bei answered truthfully.

"Horse archers?" Shen Pei scoffed. "Mere horse archers dare to fight? Wouldn't that make Hua Xiong a laughingstock!"

Cao Cao replied, "This man has an extraordinary appearance; how could Hua Xiong know he's a mounted archer?"

Yuan Shao hesitated.

At this moment, Guan Yu spoke up: "If I cannot slay Hua Xiong, I am willing to offer my head!"

His voice was loud and clear, and his tone was firm and resolute.

Overwhelmed by this imposing manner, Yuan Shao finally nodded: "Alright! I'll let you go into battle!"

Cao Cao personally poured a cup of hot wine: "General, please drink this cup to boost your spirits for your journey."

Guan Yu glanced at the wine cup and said calmly, "Pour the wine, I'll be right back."

Having said that, he drew his sword, mounted his horse, and charged out of the camp gate.

The various lords waited in the tent, each with their own thoughts.

Some wanted to see him make a fool of himself, some were worried, and some were gloating.

Only Liu Bei remained calm and composed.

Because he knew the outcome.

A quarter of an hour later, cheers erupted outside.

"Report! Guan Yu has slain Hua Xiong and returned to camp in triumph!"

The feudal lords were greatly alarmed and rushed out of their tents.

Guan Yu, sword in hand, rode back slowly. On the tip of his sword was a severed head—it was Hua Xiong.

Guan Yu dismounted and threw the head in front of the tent.

Then he walked up to Cao Cao and picked up the cup of wine.

The wine is still warm.

The entire room fell silent.

"Excellent! What a brilliant move to kill Hua Xiong while the wine was still warm!" Cao Cao was the first to cheer.

The feudal lords then realized what was happening and began to praise them.

Yuan Shao's expression was complex, a mixture of joy and worry.

The good news was that Hua Xiong had been killed, but the bad news was that Liu Bei had stolen the limelight.

"Xuande," Yuan Shao said with a forced smile, "your brother is truly a match for ten thousand men!"

"You flatter me, Lord Yuan," Liu Bei said modestly. "It's all thanks to your skillful command and the bravery of my soldiers."

That was a well-chosen remark, and Yuan Shao's expression softened somewhat.

That evening, Liu Bei celebrated his victory in his camp.

"Yun Chang, well done!" Liu Bei raised his cup.

"It's all thanks to your trust, brother." Guan Yu rarely smiled.

Xun You said, "After this battle, our lord's fame will surely spread throughout the land. However... Yuan Shao will probably be even more wary of our lord."

"Let him be wary," Liu Bei said nonchalantly. "We didn't plan to follow him forever anyway."

"What are your plans next, my lord?"

"Wait," Liu Bei said, "wait for Sun Jian to arrive."

"Sun Jian?"

"Yes." Liu Bei nodded. "Sun Jian is a truly formidable warrior. Once he arrives, he will breach Sishui Pass and advance on Luoyang. At that time... we will act according to the circumstances."

Just then, a guard came to report: "My lord, there is a man outside the camp requesting an audience. He says he is Sun Jian's envoy."

Liu Bei and Xun You exchanged a glance.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao will arrive.

Speaking of Sun Jian, his messenger also arrived.

"please."

The one who arrived was a young general, full of vigor and ambition.

"This humble general, Cheng Pu, pays his respects to Commandant Liu." The young man cupped his hands. "My lord, Sun Wentai, has led his army to Luyang and will soon arrive at Suanzao. Hearing that you have slain Hua Xiong, Commandant Liu, I have specially sent this humble general to congratulate you and to invite you to discuss strategies for defeating the enemy."

Cheng Pu was Sun Jian's envoy.

Liu Bei was secretly delighted.

Sun Jian has finally arrived.

The real drama of opposing Dong Zhuo has just begun.

And myself...

We've already got the best ticket.

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