Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

The thought of her husband Liu Hong's icy attitude towards her...

The emperor and empress of the Han Dynasty were filled with sorrow.

What good is being an empress?

She is, after all, a woman who needs to be loved.

Since she is a woman...

Who wouldn't want to find a warm shoulder to lean on?

Over the years, she has lived alone in her empty house, and she has not followed the example of Empress Dowager Xuan of the previous dynasty by keeping male concubines or like Xia Ji by seeking out Lao Ai. She has already preserved enough face for the Han Dynasty and for her heartless husband Liu Hong.

She would never want to live a lonely and desolate life in the palace after Liu Hong's death.

From the moment she learned that her husband, Liu Hong, intended to depose the crown prince...

Her love for Liu Hong had already died.

She already knew that at that time:

If her son Liu Bian were deposed, her fate might not be any better than that of Consort Wang, whom she had killed.

Empress Dowager Dong, who has always disliked her daughter-in-law, might take revenge on her in some way.

That's how it is.

In order to protect themselves.

Also to secure her and her son's positions...

What difference does it make if she is given a body but not a border general with such high cultivation as Zhang Mu?

As long as the son becomes the emperor.

The emperor and empress's beautiful bodies can also be used as a basis for political replacement.

A person who dares to disregard the dignity of a great general and act recklessly will not necessarily be afraid of the power of those aristocratic families when she needs something in the future.

In this respect, Empress He saw through Zhang Mu's true nature beneath his cynical exterior:

Disrespectful to the powerful and wealthy.

Challenging the rules.

He Hou was confident that she could feed Zhang Mu with her body and make Zhang Mu obey her.

Zhang Mu was unaware of Empress He's plans.

But when he heard the emperor and empress promising him the prestigious title of "General of the Cavalry," he was quite surprised.

There were many different types of generals in the Han Dynasty.

Generals with miscellaneous titles such as Fubo and Duliao are not mentioned.

Just considering the front, rear, left, and right, any one of the four generals of the four towns, four generals of the four armies, and four generals of equal rank could be a powerful figure capable of commanding a region.

And above that.

The four most important generals are: the Grand General, the General of the Flying Cavalry, the General of the Chariots and Cavalry, and the General of the Guards.

The former held a position comparable to, or even above, the Three Dukes.

The second-ranking officer's military rank and salary are equal to that of a Grand General. If a Grand General is in trouble, a General of the Cavalry can directly take over.

The latter two were also high-ranking officials, and could not be regarded lightly.

After a brief moment of surprise, two words came to Zhang Mu's mind.

Drawing a pie in the sky!

And it's a huge pancake!

Although the title of General of the Flying Cavalry was prestigious, it was, in the context of the chaotic situation in the Han Dynasty after Liu Hong's death, nothing short of a disaster.

Zhang Mu wouldn't take it for granted.

With his own strength and the help of Empress He and her orphaned children, he was able to save the Han Dynasty.

Moreover.

Zhang Mu didn't particularly care about the position of General of the Cavalry.

Compared to the General of the Cavalry.

He preferred to become the governor of Bingzhou.

They keep their troops out in the field, waiting for the right moment to act.

Instead of becoming embroiled in turmoil as a high-ranking general, and becoming a target for everyone.

"Your Highnesses, the Emperor and Empress, possess such great courage!"

"Even Mudu is tempted!"

Zhang Mu turned his head slightly, avoiding He Hou's finger from touching his chin.

"General, does this mean you've agreed?"

He Hou was delighted. She gently raised her hand and turned Zhang Mu's head back from the side.

Zhang Mu shook his head.

This startled Empress He.

She never expected that the man in front of her would be so heartless as to refuse such a generous promise she had made.

"Your Highnesses, Empress!"

"Let's wait until His Majesty passes away before discussing anything further."

"But..."

"Considering the Emperor and Empress's sincerity today..."

Zhang Mu seemed completely oblivious to the menacing sword intent locking onto him.

He suddenly reached out and put his arm around Empress He's waist. The sudden action startled Empress He, who let out a soft cry.

"What if things change in Luoyang someday..."

Zhang Mu embraced Empress He Lian, a wicked smile appearing on his face.

"The border cavalry of Mu and Bingzhou will ensure the safety of Her Highness the Emperor and Empress."

Cao Cao was able to use the emperor to command the feudal lords.

But what if Zhang Mu were holding the Emperor and Empress in his arms?

The words were spoken.

Zhang Mu gave He Hou no chance to react before his figure vanished.

It transformed into a single strand of hair that drifted down and landed on the long table.

then……

He was pressed down by Empress He's ample buttocks.

At this time.

The black-clad king appeared beside Empress He and helped the Han emperor and empress up, preventing her from falling face-first to the ground.

Empress He looked at the strands of hair left on the long table with an incredulous expression.

"so?"

"The one who has been conversing with me all night was that avatar formed from Zhang Mu's hair?"

"No!" Wang Yue denied He Hou's words.

"This person left just as he offended Your Highness!"

"However, this kind of illusion is extremely ingenious..."

"They even managed to keep it from Yue."

"Judging from its methods, it bears some resemblance to the Taoist supernatural ability of turning beans into soldiers."

Did you leave as soon as you offended me?

Thinking of Zhang Mu's domineering gesture of putting his arm around her waist just now, He Hou suddenly smiled.

Pooh!

What kind of unparalleled border town general is he?

He's clearly a cowardly thief who doesn't even dare to put his arm around her.

the other side.

Zhang Mu, who had returned to the Red Mansion, glanced leisurely in the direction of the General's Mansion.

"These are turbulent times!"

"Before the Yellow Turban Rebellion even began, Mu Quexian had already been targeted by the Empress of the Han Dynasty!"

"This Luodu is definitely not a place we can stay for long."

"Stay any longer..."

"Who knows what kind of trouble will come knocking next?"

"We need to deal with Tang Zhou as soon as possible and return to Yanmen in Bingzhou."

Thinking of this.

Zhang Mu casually ripped off a handful of his hair and gently blew it onto the open space below the Red Building.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Before the hair even touched the ground, it transformed into countless replicas of Zhang Mu, identical to his own, thanks to the activation of Zhang Mu's own literary energy.

At a glance.

There are at least a hundred such Zhang Mu statues.

But as for the aura...

That's somewhat disappointing.

Their individual strength is far less than one percent of Zhang Mu's.

"Find Tang Zhou, then come back and tell me!"

Upon hearing this order...

Hundreds of statues of "Zhang Mu" silently dispersed, heading towards all directions of Luodu.

Watching the hundred or so figures of himself depart, Zhang Mu's eyes showed a hint of dissatisfaction.

Because compared to the controllable strength of the blood energy clones derived from the Taoist One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones supernatural power...

These "bean soldiers," created by combining his hair with literary talent and the Taoist supernatural ability to turn beans into soldiers, feel rather useless.

You can't win a single battle in a high-level match.

It's only good for beating noobs.

That's it.

It will also come at the cost of losing his hair.

Based on this.

Zhang Mu finally understood...

Why is it that in Journey to the West, even though Monkey King could use his hair to create countless versions of himself, he never uses this method when facing powerful enemies, instead preferring to personally wield his staff?

It's just like the Monkey King even if he plucked all the hair off his body.

It's estimated that they won't be able to harm the powerful enemy in the slightest.