The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 30

Early spring, Yunmeng Mountain.

On the martial arts arena outside the cottage, the crowd surrounded the inner three floors and the outer three floors. In the middle, Cheng Yuanzhi and Su Gai stood facing each other, each holding a wooden stick as thick as an arm.

The two will have a match today.

Sugai looked tangled, and asked with some uncertainty: "Marshal, do you really want to fight me?"

After suddenly growing up, his voice is still so childish, with a standard baby voice, which is in sharp contrast to his powerful appearance.

So he usually doesn't speak much, for fear of being laughed at.

Although he would beat anyone who laughed at him, he still couldn't stop the teasing. The Black Mountain Army has 10,000+ people, how can he fight it?

Cheng Yuanzhi suppressed his smile and nodded.

"Don't worry, Marshal, I will be gentle, I won't hurt Marshal..." Su Gai gritted his teeth and said harsh words.

Talking trash to each other before a duel is an old tradition from ancient times to the present.

Cheng Yuanzhi didn't take it seriously, and didn't bother to do it, he glanced at Sugai, raised his stick, and signaled his subordinates to see the real chapter.

Sugai looked upright, and the atmosphere gradually became dignified.

Cheng Yuanzhi stared into his eyes, bowed his back, ready to go.

After a while, he swung his stick and rushed over.

A real warrior will not be cowardly in a duel, especially when the opponent is only a 12-year-old child!
Then you can't be cowardly.

Cheng Yuanzhi made up his mind the moment he took the shot, first he would hit the top of Mount Tai, then he would point to the east and hit the west, and then at a speed of [-] times per second... crackling and pounding...

With rich combat experience and lightning-fast frequency, Su should know what he should bear at his age.

Ever since he practiced touching his whiskers and cutting with a knife, Cheng Yuanzhi felt that the heroes of the world were nothing but mediocre.

Zhang Yang, who has the highest strength in the Black Mountain Army, has already been defeated by him and has become a thing of the past.Next, his targets are Su Gai, Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, and Lu Bu.

Even become the best master in the world!

He has this confidence.

If a person has no dreams, he is the same as a salted fish!
On the martial arts arena, the onlookers immediately clamored and shouted loudly using the words of encouragement given to them by the commander in chief.

"Master, goddamn—"

"Master, Ollie—"

Amidst the sound of cheering, Cheng Yuanzhi's wooden stick and Sugai collided fiercely. After a muffled bang, the two sides separated and quickly collided again.

The scene became intense in an instant.

For friendly competitions, you must go all out!

Otherwise, how to find out the details of the other party?

After three or five moves, Cheng Yuanzhi gradually gained the upper hand, and Su Gai could only rely on brute force to hold on.

After all, he is only 12 years old, and he has not fully adapted to his strong body, nor has he learned any systematic fighting moves.

The commander-in-chief is in his prime of life, and he has a beard to cut the bottom with a knife, and his moves can't leave the key point, which makes him flustered for a while.

Seeing this, the melon-eating crowd became even more excited, and their shouts became more and more enthusiastic. After spreading for two or three miles from the mountain, they echoed in the valley, endlessly.

Cheng Yuanzhi, who fought more and more bravely, laughed loudly while attacking:

"Xiao Xiaoshou, it's ridiculous, it's nothing more than that!"

"He's only 12 years old..."

Sugai said in a low voice, his face was flushed, his forehead was sweaty, his legs were clumsy and his arms were disorganized, and he kept passively resisting the storm-like attack.

He couldn't give full play to his advantages in strength, so he could only try to protect his vital positions.

In this way, the stick hit his waist, back, thighs, buttocks from time to time, causing bursts of burning pain in his body.

That's a sour...

He gritted his teeth and persisted, waiting.

Waiting for the commander to be exhausted, waiting for the opportunity to turn defeat into victory.

At this moment, Sugai is full of fighting spirit, and under the training of no life danger, he has become more and more proficient in controlling himself.

But it is still only possible to maintain the situation with all its strength, and it cannot turn defeat into victory quickly.

The commander-in-chief with rich combat experience did not give him this chance.

However, with the increasing familiarity with the body, Sugai has been able to occasionally send out sporadic counterattacks.

Cheng Yuanzhi's feeling is the most obvious - it's getting harder and harder to take advantage of it.

Before, I was able to hit the left stick and the right stick, and the speed of the hit should be screaming and jumping randomly.

It was rare to hit him this time, but his arm was numb from the shock of his strong counterattack.

Sugai is surprisingly strong!

While Cheng Yuanzhi dealt with it carefully, he was secretly happy.

He knew that in this era when the military strength of civilians was negative and the military strength of soldiers was less than [-], how rare is it for someone like Sugai who started with [-] military strength!

As long as it is practiced, it will be the enemy of thousands of people.

Based on the current strength of the generals of the Han Dynasty, there will not be more than 100 people who can reach Sugei's level.

But don't forget, this is only Sugai's initial strength. He is only 12 years old, far from his peak, and there is still huge room for growth.

Has an imaginative upper limit.

The fight is still going on.

The situation was quickly reversed, Sugai gradually gained the upper hand, and Cheng Yuanzhi became the side with less offense and more defense.

Only relying on the three-way stick technique that pops up from time to time, I can find a moment to breathe.

The shouts of the melon-eating crowd dropped until they were silent, and everyone's face was full of worry.

The Marshal is the god of war in their minds, if the Marshal is defeated, their faith will also collapse.

Although there will be another belief rising at this time, they don't want to see this scene.

The commander in their minds should be an all-rounder in civil and military affairs, victorious in every battle.

Seeing this scene, Sugai immediately jumped out of the battle circle and stopped attacking.

At the same time, Cheng Yuanzhi let go of his hands, rubbed his numb arms, panting fiercely.

It was too strong, and he benefited a lot from this competition.

But depending on the situation, Sugai will benefit more.

What surprised Cheng Yuanzhi the most was his strength, like nine bulls and two tigers, fierce and domineering, arrogant and unreasonable.

Su Gai threw away the wooden stick, saluted Cheng Yuanzhi respectfully, and said in a childish voice:

"I didn't hold back my strength, I hurt the handsome man."
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Cheng Yuanzhi looked at him kindly and said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's okay, this handsome is very patient!"

"However, you are strong enough."

At this time, there were enthusiastic cheers for Sugai all around.

All the leaders nodded their heads one after another, looking satisfied.

Most of the Montenegrin army came from poor people, and they didn’t even have enough to eat before, so they didn’t have any high-strength generals. Whenever they encountered the imperial army, they had to always be on guard against the opponent’s generals and rushing into battle.

Whenever there is such a general on the opposite side, rushing in is like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.

If you rub it, you will be injured, and if you touch it, you will die.

Now, that worry no longer exists.

Shaking his head, Cheng Yuanzhi focused on Su Bo and considered his words.

It is now the spring of 185.

After Hua Tuo stayed for a while, he finally left.

In a few days, he will also take Sugai to Luoyang, the capital of the Han Dynasty, to see the world.

Zhang Xiaoyu was also taken away.

There is also publicity.

No matter in that era, if any bilateral relationship is to be maintained for a long time, it needs equal countermeasures and interests.

After he left, the arrangement was that Zhang Yan would lead the overall situation, and Su Bo would assist him.

First manage the fertile base of Yunmeng Mountain, and gradually expand outward to the entire southern Taihang Mountain.

As his personal guard and subordinate, Su Ge is also a proton, which can make Su Bo work harder to plan for the Black Mountain Army.

And Zhang Xiaoyu used it to maintain the relationship with Zhang Yan, so as to achieve the purpose of being in the capital and remotely controlling the Black Mountain Army.

Therefore, you must take these two with you when you leave.

As for Zhang Yang, after the Yang Chou incident, his personality collapsed a bit, and his relationship with the leaders took a turn for the worse.

In this way, staying in Montenegro will create a gap, which is not good for unity.

In addition, his force value is higher than that of Zhang Yan, once a tendon gets stuck and he does not want to obey Zhang Yan's management, there will be unforeseen consequences.

It's better to take him to the capital and spend some money to donate a Hanoi prefect Dangdang to him.

By the way, let the history of the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty follow its original track.

Cheng Yuanzhi had already planned this plan. When attacking Changshan, he covered his face all the time to make plans for his future trip to the capital.

But this plan has not yet passed the air with them.

But Suber should have seen it long ago.

When it comes to Subo, Cheng Yuanzhi is full of amazement and joy.

Su Bo, who is only [-] years old, can be said to be an all-rounder, capable of people's livelihood and internal affairs, military strategy, farming and mulberry martial arts, it can be said that he is good at everything.

But the strange thing is that there is no person with this name in history.

There is also Sugai, there is no such a brave name in history.Later generations did have a Yesugai—the father of Genghis Khan, but in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there must have been none.

While thinking about it, the time passed, and the members quickly dispersed, leaving only five and a half people in the martial arts arena.

Su Bo, Su Gai, Zhang Yan, Zhang Yang, and Cheng Yuanzhi stood facing each other, and Zhang Xiaoyu hid behind him.

The five and a half were divided into two sides, three and a half on one side, and two on one side.

Subo looked at Su Gai and Cheng Yuanzhi kindly, stroked his beard and said, "When will the commander leave?"

In the entire Montenegro army, only two people know Cheng Yuanzhi's identity, he and Li Er.

Therefore, Su Bo has always treated Cheng Yuanzhi, the savior, as his grandson.

The words are very caring, one thing to say, one heart to one's lungs.

"Marshal, where are we going? When are we leaving?" Sugai asked excitedly as if he had discovered a new joy.

The boy's heart can be seen at a glance.

"Marshal, you want to go?" Zhang Yan looked surprised, and he hadn't seen the slightest clue all this time.

It was very sudden.

He even gave up the position of the chief to the Marshal, but the Marshal still wants to leave, and depending on the situation, he will take his sister with him.

So he was a little sad, a little secretly happy, and a little entangled.

Zhang Yang held a wooden stick in his mouth and looked up at the sky with an expression of indifference.

As long as he can take Xinna's wife, Yang Shi, who is now called Zhang Shi, he can go anywhere.

Cheng Yuanzhi nodded solemnly, and carefully instructed Zhang and Su one by one with all the thoughts in his heart.

The explanation lasted for an hour before stopping.

After the two of them finished digesting, he said again in a deep voice: "Those who don't plan for the whole world are not enough to plan for a moment; those who don't plan for the overall situation are not enough to plan for a region."

"It will take 15 years to develop in a low-key manner. At that time, our Black Mountain Army will dominate Bingzhou and Taihang, decide the victory of the world in the south, block the edge of Qiang and Hu in the north, enter the Central Plains, and retreat to hunt the desert. How to choose is up to us. Under control."

Uncle Subo and Zhang Yan looked at each other and nodded.

The latter grabbed Cheng Yuanzhi's shoulders, and said with red eyes: "Being friends with my sister-in-law is like drinking fine wine, I am very reluctant to let you go..."

Cheng Yuanzhi pushed him away with a look of disgust: "Speak human!"

"Sister-in-law, is your surname Cheng?"

"Yes!" Cheng Yuanzhi pondered for a while, but decided to tell him the truth: "Cheng Yuanzhi is me, and I am one of the 36 handsome men of the Yellow Turban."

Although this sentence was explosive, it only shocked one person, Zhang Yang's mouth was wide open, his eyes were wide open, and the wooden stick in his mouth fell to the ground without realizing it.

"How did you know?" Cheng Yuanzhi asked him.

Zhang Yan chuckled, "A year ago, Guangzong, in front of General Tiangong's tent, Qu Shuai met for the alliance, and I was there!"

shit...

This time it was Cheng Yuanzhi's turn to be shocked, that is to say, Zhang Yan recognized him on the first day he went up the mountain, but he never revealed it.

Fortunately, I still pretended to be a son of a noble family, Yuan She, and put on an awkward air, showing my holiness in front of others...

So the clown turned out to be me...


　Change first, change later, ask for everything.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)