The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 2 Rats, Eat My Spear

In the broken tent, Cheng Yuanzhi sat up in shock, and regained consciousness again, his heart beat like a drum and his forehead was sweating like rain.

Seeing this, Deng Mao, who was about to wake up the commander-in-chief with a loud roar, took half a step back and shut his mouth.

Waking up the handsome is one of his few pleasures.

Every time the appearance of the commander-in-chief awakened from his sweet dream, he, a vulgar man, would be entertained for several hours.

What kind of bad thoughts can a rough person have...

After looking around, he was sure that he had read the file again, Cheng Yuanzhi rubbed his neck which was chilling, and calmed down a bit.

Daxing Mountain must never go again. Guan Yu blushed, his sword was long and his horse was fast, and he had a yellow scarf warrior with each sword. No one could be his enemy. It was too terrifying.

What's more, there are Zhang Fei, Liu Bei, and Zou Jing on the sidelines.

None of them could be resisted by a little yellow turban general like him.

How can this be SSS level difficulty?Totally Hell Difficulty!
Don't stay here for long!

Two hours!

In another two hours, Liu Guanzhang will lead the crowd to Daxing Mountain to start a unilateral massacre.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanzhi got up abruptly, and ordered:
"Quick, quick, pull out the camp immediately, and hurry to the northwest!"

"Master, why is this?"

"Life and death are at stake, hurry up and deliver the order!"

Cheng Yuanzhi's face was stern, and his tone was unquestionable. At this time, he dared to kill anyone who dared to disobey!
Deng Mao hesitated for a while, and finally stepped out of the tent to deliver the order.

Although he has doubts about this order, he is the commander-in-chief and he is the deputy general. He is very clear about the consequences of disobedience.

Launch off the account, beheaded for public display...

The Yellow Turbans all over the mountains and plains were shouting, digging with nails and rakes, sticks and guns, and moving slowly to the northwest.

……

After two hours,
Fifty miles away from Daxing Mountain, Cheng Yuanzhi was wearing a light helmet and leading the army on horseback, his mind was disturbed.

Although he has a system, the system only gives him five chances to be resurrected, and besides that, he also has a thousand catties of good food, which... is really painful.

It was the system's words that bothered him the most.

'The host failed to challenge the SSS-level difficulty, and there are still four resurrection opportunities left. '

In other words, with his current strength in fighting against the five dregs, and the [-] scattered Yellow Turban Army, it is absolutely impossible for him to cross the three mountains of Liu Guanzhang.

Although the opponent only has five hundred soldiers and horses.

Let alone five lives, five hundred lives are not enough.

When he found out that he had crossed over to Cheng Yuanzhi, he was secretly happy, and planned to create a storm in the late Han Dynasty.

It's really not good, change the course, choose a wise master to take refuge in, and you will not lose what a man does.

But Guan Yu's unhesitating knife told him that he was overthinking.

If the Yellow Turban Army is not dead, Liu Guanzhang and many heroes will not have the qualifications to advance.

For the many heroes who aspire to the world, the more experienced babies like the Yellow Turban Thief, the better, come and kill as many as you can!

When Liu Bei was in charge of the army at the beginning, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei had just descended from the mountain, when they were eager to make contributions and murderous, seeing such a bunch of rebels, how could there be no reason not to kill them?

surrender?That's just the welfare of ordinary Yellow Turbans, and the Yellow Turban leaders don't have the option to surrender.

If you can't fight, and you can't surrender, then you have to run away.

Cheng Yuanzhi sighed, and set up an awning to look around.

It was early summer, and the hot sun was shining brightly. As far as I could see, the river was dry, the ground was cracked, and the leaves were yellow.

"Liu Daer, why can't you just let me go?"

"I beg you!"

"Ugh……"


To say that when Shang Ming was caught, Cheng Yuan actually wanted to surrender.

But Guan Yu didn't give him a chance to speak in a daze, and he was cut with a knife.

The hateful thing is that that guy can kill him as soon as he kills him, and even calls him a "rat".

Didn't this commander-in-chief just shit, and somehow became a moron, how could this be reasonable?

People have three urgencies, don't you know...

Cheng Yuanzhi also thought about it, after escaping this mortal situation, he would run away from Liu Bei, change his identity and set up his own family, recruit the best talents from all over the world, separate the regions, and act like a famous official and a real king.

In the era of separatist regimes at the end of the Han Dynasty and only family background, a good family background meant half the battle.

He even thought of a name, changed his name to Yuan She, named Cheng Shou, and bribed the Yuan family of the fourth generation and third father to get an identity, and then hehehe...

The ideal is beautiful, but the road is long and difficult.

The most critical thing right now is how to get past the three killing gods, Liu Guanzhang.

So, what is this commander doing with so many Yellow Turbans on his way?
With such a big goal, are you afraid that Liu Guanzhang will not be able to catch up?
Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanzhi was startled, and broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that he had made a huge, huge mistake.

Just waiting to make up for it, suddenly I heard the sound of killing from behind.

I saw dust and smoke billowing on the distant horizon, sweeping in like iron waves plowing the ground.

In the smoke and dust, a red flag raised high is particularly conspicuous, with the word "Zhang" written on it.

My life is over again.
"Got! Go! Go!"

Cheng Yuanzhi didn't think much about it, he swung his whip and urged the horse to come out, throwing off his followers, and rushed far away in an instant.

After a while, it turned into a small black dot and disappeared on the other side of the horizon.

At the same place, the leader of the warriors in charge of guarding the coach said to Deng Mao, "Deputy...deputy commander, did the commander run away?"

Deng Mao craned his neck to look, and made sure that he could no longer see the figure of the commander-in-chief. Seeing the pursuers approaching again, he gritted his teeth, and raised his arms and shouted:

"Everyone listen to the order, and follow this general to fight!"

"Kill!"

Many Yellow Turban tribes gathered their courage, turned their direction, waved their "weapons", and rushed towards the tribe.

……

10 minute later.

Zhang Fei was like a broken bamboo, single-handedly rushed past the [-] Yellow Turbans, and chased in the direction where Cheng Yuan was escaping.

Guan Yu was a step behind, and suddenly blushed, and shouted:

"Third brother, wait for me!"

Behind them, [-] Yellow Turban soldiers knelt one by one, dying or surrendering.

Zhidang realized that he had made a mistake, so Cheng Yuanzhi decided to abandon the Yellow Turbans and escape alone.

Since ancient times, the remnant is king, and survival is the last word.

Never mind mannerisms.

After a while, he rushed out for more than ten miles, and the shouts of killing behind him were almost inaudible.

Cheng Yuanzhi gasped for breath, reined in his horse and walked slowly, thinking about where to go next.

Suddenly, there was a rush of "da da da" sound of horseshoes as dense as drums. At first, it was still far away, but it was heard clearly in an instant.

Could it be that Deng Mao escaped and followed?

Cheng Yuan reined in his horse and looked back, but what caught his eyes was a big man with a dark style.

Maybe he ran too fast, the black man's eyes were wide open, his beard and hair exploded, like a demon god descending into the world.

In the blink of an eye, he was a hundred steps away.

I saw him riding his horse and galloping non-stop, holding his spear high during the fast march, transporting Qi to his dantian, and opening his huge mouth,
"Hey, rat, eat my spear!"

The sound was like thunder, and the head exploded.

Cheng Yuanzhi's mind buzzed for a moment, as if struck by lightning, gold stars appeared in his eyes, and he was stunned.

In the chaos, the eardrum made a soft "boo".

cracked...

Before the consciousness completely fell into the abyss, the only thought in my mind was,

Damn... this guy has such a loud voice!
I was killed by a spear again.

……

After an unknown amount of time, a melodious singing sound came to Cheng Yuan's ears.

"The poor fall into the mire, and the rich rise to the sky.

Lives and people are boiling, how can one be good in a troubled world?
The mountains and rivers bury the bones, and the rivers and lakes play a sad song

If you meet King Wen of Zhou, I would like to give up the banks of the Wei River. "

Consciousness returned to his body little by little, Cheng Yuanzhi slowly opened his eyes, glared angrily, tiptoed over to Deng Mao, got up and left the tent, and looked around.

Read the file again...

Very good, Zhang Fei from Yan, this handsome Liang Zi wrote it down.

And Guan Yu, this Liang Ziben will remember him forever!

And Liu Daer, if he is lucky enough to escape this time, I will hide far away, fight hard, try my best, and if the situation is reversed one day, I will let you know what it means to be thrown into trouble!

……

Outside the broken tent, on the hillside.

A hale and hearty old hunter with a burly figure, with a bow on his back and a half-big donkey in his hand, sang loudly as if no one was around.

Its voice is deep and thick, and its meaning is sympathetic.

Seeing Cheng Yuanzhi looking over, the old Orion chuckled, bowed his hands away, turned around the hill, and disappeared.

(End of this chapter)