Liu Xuande would never be a succubus of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

"...Brother Xuande, what you said is absolutely true."

Zhu Huan was born into the Zhu family, so naturally he had no concept of caring for the common people, but he had a deep friendship with the soldiers under his command.

Now, he had been utterly defeated by the bandits he once despised, and thousands of his companions had lost their lives. In the end, only a dozen or so people were left by his side...

No matter what, we have to escort them out!

Zhu Huan's eyes, which had been somewhat dim, were now full of life. He turned to his still hesitant subordinates and shouted:

"Brothers, there's no need to be afraid. This Liu Xuande is a true immortal from heaven. He has come to earth specifically to save the people from suffering. As long as we follow him, we can all survive!"

"Oh!!!"

These officers and soldiers from Youquan County originally thought that their lives would be lost here, but in a trance, the enemy leader turned his head, and then the surrounded enemy troops stood there in a daze, motionless.

With such abilities, coupled with Liu Bei's unparalleled handsome appearance, no one would dare to doubt that this man was an immortal sent from heaven to save the world.

They even said that as long as you can save their lives, they will accept you even if you call yourself their daddy!

"Come on!"

"Follow Master Liu Xuande, follow Master Immortal!"

"The chance to survive is right in front of us."

Under the leadership of Zhu Huan, these dozen people burst out with strong fighting spirit and rushed towards Liu Bei's direction.

"very good."

Seeing that there was no need to boost morale, Liu Bei smiled slightly, then suddenly remembered something and was stunned for a moment.

Wait, where is Sun Jian?

Because the situation was extremely critical, he had no choice but to use the time pause function continuously from a distance and rushed here frantically to put out the fire, but the problem was... Sun Jian did not have the ability to pause time!

“Very spicy!”

Could it be that this Jiangdong fierce tiger has become a Jiangdong dead tiger?

Just when Liu Bei was worried, the golden light in his heart, representing the power of heaven, suddenly vibrated.

"This feeling, could it be that the power of heaven exists around us?!"

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a tiger roar was heard from the front, and all the enemy troops in front of them were swept away and thrown away. A tall and mighty figure riding a horse slowly revealed his true appearance.

The pupils in his eyes were gone, leaving only two balls of burning red flames, like an evil ghost crawling out from the depths of hell.

Her hair was disheveled, and her long black hair was dancing wildly like a snake, with sparks faintly appearing at the ends of her hair.

The originally heroic face was now twisted like a beast, with veins bulging on his forehead and the corners of his mouth stretched to his ears, revealing his sharp white teeth.

The armor was soaked with blood, and the breastplate on his chest was shattered into a spider web, revealing the knotted muscles inside.

Every muscle bulged like iron, and it felt like magma was flowing under the skin, emitting hot steam.

The ancient ingot knife in his hand was no longer cold and sharp, but was completely red, as if it had just been taken out of a furnace.

What dripped from the blade was not blood, but boiling molten iron, which emitted green smoke as soon as it hit the ground.

The most horrifying thing was his right arm - the sleeve had long been burned, and the entire arm seemed to be cast from lava, with blood vessels turning into golden-red lines, and a ball of dancing flame in the palm of his hand.

Every step he took left a charred footprint on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt flesh and blood.

"kill--!"

The roar was like thunder exploding, and the sound waves shattered the surrounding rubble.

At this moment, Sun Jian was no longer the fierce tiger of Jiangdong, but the evil ghost of Jiangdong.

"I am Sun Wentai of Jiangdong. Who dares to kill me? Who can kill me?!"

"???"

Cow batch.

Looking at this scene, Liu Bei didn't know what to say for a moment, so he had to bite the bullet and shout: "Brother Hu, stop pretending, let's go!"

"Woo——"

Sun Jian's beast-like pupils immediately locked onto Liu Bei, and his hand holding the knife looked ready to make a move, but soon his rationality (cowardice) resurfaced and he suppressed his violent thoughts.

"Let's go... let's go quickly."

"Yes."

Liu Bei immediately rode forward, holding the Gan Jiang and Mo Ye swords, and killed those who dared to stop him again like mowing the grass.

During this time, he took the time to look back.

The enraged Sun Jian madly chopped down everything he could around him. Although he would occasionally deviate from his route, he would soon return to the team and seemed to need no further supervision.

"However, how could a good person miraculously obtain the power of heaven at the critical moment of life and death and break out of the siege in one fell swoop..."

"This is totally the treatment of a protagonist!"

Liu Bei looked at himself, then at Sun Jian, and suddenly a bold idea came to his mind - could it be that anyone with the 'Lord' attribute would gain the power of heaven!?

If we think in this direction, then Gongsun Zan, Cao Cao, and even Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, etc., will also obtain the power of heaven?

However, this power is powerful precisely because it is rare. If everyone who intends to get their hands on the artifact finally holds such power, then it will be a complete chaos of gods...

Although by then I might have already collected all the fragments of Chixiao and reached the realm of "breaking mountains and rivers with one sword" and "immortality".

But nothing can be dependent on the unknown.

"In order to plan for the future, I must return to Zhuo County after quelling the Mohist Rebellion."

Liu Bei thought silently.

Mohist Book: Chapter 42: Those Who Follow Me Will Prosper

When the two men came, they entered the battle formation and no grass grew wherever they passed. They led Zhu Huan and more than ten people to break through the encirclement.

At the last moment, Liu Bei held up Yan Yu's head and shouted to the enemy troops who came to stop him: "Your leader is dead!"

“…Oh my god, that’s really Brother Yan’s face!”

"Brother Yan...is he dead?"

"No, this is impossible... Go and ask Mr. Bai!"

After two charges and the chaos caused by Yan Yu's death, the team of hundreds of people finally dispersed here.

Many people ran to the base camp at the rear, apparently to report the news.

This was exactly what Liu Bei wanted.

Judging from the current situation, the enemy must have two or more leaders, Yan Yu in my hand is one of them, and most of the enemy troops are bandits under his command.

The 'Mr. Bai' these people are talking about is most likely a minion sent by the Mohists.

Next, as long as Mr. Bai does not do anything stupid, he will definitely gather the remaining soldiers, withdraw the siege forces, and retreat from here.

This is the most realistic possibility.

For bandits, their leader is like Big Brother. As long as he exists, his subordinates will love each other and be willing to follow his instructions.

But once Yan Yu died, those under his command would certainly become disloyal, and would either take advantage of the chaos to fight for profit and power, or scatter like birds and beasts.

Judging from the fact that some enemy troops ran back to the base camp immediately, Mr. Bai must have some prestige, but it is definitely not to the extent that he can perfectly control all the bandits.

"Hopefully everything goes well."

Liu Bei brought Zhu Huan and others back to the original place, and the accompanying doctors immediately came forward to diagnose and treat the injuries of these disabled people.

"It's too risky!"

Lu Qi and Mo Tong both came out. They had just been arguing, and when they turned around, they found that Liu Bei and Sun Jian were nowhere to be seen.

When he looked up again, he saw that these two ruthless men had charged directly into the enemy army and killed them back and forth.

It’s so horrible, really so horrible.

"How can we achieve success without taking some risks?" Liu Bei turned to look at the weary Sun Jian and said meaningfully, "Brother Wentai, I understand all your questions, but please go down and rest for now. When you are well again, I will answer your questions."

"…only."

Sun Jian was a person who didn't like to talk too much and ask too many questions. After hearing what Liu Bei said, he clasped his fists and retreated.

"County Magistrate, your injuries..."

"It's okay, no need to be shy, I know."

Zhu Huan was half-sitting on the ground. The doctor who was treating him kept shaking his head and sighing, and his face looked unhappy.

"My Lord, please take care of yourself."

Zhu Huan looked at his bandaged wound, which was bleeding profusely. However, he remained calm and looked at Liu Bei, saying:

"Lord Xuande, at this point, Huan is guilty. I have betrayed the trust of the governor and the Zhu family, and I have let down the brothers who trusted me... The defeat was overwhelming, so naturally there is nothing much to say. However, I, humble as I am, have one final request."

Zhu Huan slowly stood up, his face ashen, and clasped his fists again, saying, "Master Xuande, please appoint me as the vanguard. I am willing to lead the army to fight against them!"

Liu Bei looked at him, his lips moving as if he was about to say something, but in the end he just nodded and replied with one word: "Yes."

"...Huan is eternally grateful for Xuande's great kindness!"

"Okay, you should go down and rest first. It will take some time for the army to assemble."

"I will follow Master Xuande's orders!"

Liu Bei glanced at the defeated general, then left with a sigh.

After he left, Zhu Huan summoned his family confidants and whispered, "Quickly inform Brother Zhu Junli that my Zhu family owes Xuande a favor."

"only."

Zhu Huan then gave instructions on the distribution of family property and many matters to be dealt with after his death.

After saying this, he dragged his injured body and sat down against a tree trunk, looking at the city diagonally opposite with a gloomy face.

Back then, Zhu Huan suppressed the rebellion of Shanyue and was appointed as the magistrate of Youquan County for his military achievements. He governed diligently for several years and achieved some political achievements.

When the bandits led their troops to attack him, he mistakenly thought that he could take advantage of this opportunity to make an unprecedented contribution and move to the capital to serve as an official.

However, a fire destroyed the city and took away his ambitions.

According to the Han military order, Zhu Huan was doomed to die. Even if he could rely on his family connections to reduce his punishment, he would not be able to survive for more than a few months due to his injuries.

At this moment, Zhu Huan remembered the famous saying of Emperor Gaozu (not his temple name, but a respectful title):

"Anyone who has gained office through military force in our great Han Dynasty must not be allowed to die in his bed, or to die on the battlefield by trampling the enemy on horseback."

"Xuan De... Humph, although we only met once, I can tell from your eyes that you are the one who understands this principle the most..."

"If I had held the city, perhaps I could have ridden my horse under you, galloped across the battlefield together, and slew the enemy's blood. However... I will pay for my recklessness with everything I have."

"Huan wishes you good luck."

"I'm tired. I need to take a nap first... Mother, please wake me up as usual when we go to battle."

-

"Lord Xuande."

After a while, Lu Qi slowly walked into the military tent, his face calm. "Youquan County Magistrate Zhu Huan... just died under a tree outside the tent."

"Ah."

Liu Bei nodded without the slightest surprise and ordered, "Pass the order down. Show the bandit leader's head to the three armies. Then have the first troops to arrive go to the front and make a public announcement."

"Later, I'll have Brother Wentai lead 500 elite soldiers to advance by water and wait for an opportunity to strike."

"As for Miss Mo, I will appoint her as my personal guard. She will go with me to the foot of the giant and use her for my own benefit."

Liu Bei issued instructions one after another, then hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes and sighed:

"Also... it's been passed down that the Quan County Magistrate, Zhu Huan, led his personal soldiers in desperate defense of the city, but was wounded by a stray arrow from the Mohists and died on the battlefield."

"Preserve the body well and notify the Zhu family to send someone to retrieve it later."

"As ordered."

Lu Qi nodded, without any objection to the order, but asked one more question: "What about me? What should I do?"