Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

At the same time, it was also possible to establish the Shu Han regime.

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"Fourth brother was right. The yellow scarf bandits really didn't want to rest with the people. They are attacking with 5 people at this moment. It's just when our brother is making his mark."

After Liu Bei came back, he grabbed Fang Mo's hand, and his eyes almost shed tears: "There are brothers like this, why should Bei ask for it?"

The current situation is that Liu Bei is in charge of soldiers and horses, Guan Zhang is a kind of general, and Jian Yong records the daily expenses in order to report to the state and county for funding.

But this subsidy is getting less and less, or even almost gone, and then they can only support themselves.

However, at this moment, Cheng Zhiyuan came.

Jian Yong was also very happy, and even heaved a sigh of relief. He knew that the next logistical supply could be a little easier.

Always relying on Fang Mo alone, he even suspected that this guy would die from exhaustion.

That's 3000 people!

Even if it is the burden of three thousand pigs, how many people in the whole world can afford it?

But Fang Mo persisted, and kept the 3000-member system until the flames of war finally came.

Although they have only known each other for a few days, Jian Yong has sincere admiration for Fang Mo.

He even felt that if there was no support from Fang Mo, Liu Bei might not be able to hold on for a long time, or he could only lead a few hundred people around. If he wanted to do something big, it would be basically impossible.

Fang Mo was so strong that he started to shake, turned his head and began to persuade Liu Bei sincerely: "Brother, don't get too excited, you should treat it calmly."

"Yes, yes, no matter what happens, you should treat it with peace of mind. I forgot about it. I was too excited. Fourth brother, don't blame me." Liu Bei shook his head with a wry smile, and the excitement on his face did not disappear.

Zhang Fei couldn't wait to rush back from the barracks. He was overjoyed when he saw him and said, "Brother, I heard that the Yellow Turban Army has finally arrived?!"

Guan Yu did not come back, after all, the barracks still had to be guarded.

Although the second master is arrogant, he is absolutely trustworthy in the early stage. Only after constant battles will he become arrogant, and then he will be like a time bomb.

"Yes, here we come!" Liu Bei calmed down a little, and also grabbed Zhang Fei's hand, but soon he sighed and said: "The poor people will be troubled again. If it weren't for the yellow scarf, how could the big man... Sigh !"

Halfway through the speech, he remembered that the big man didn't seem to have done much human affairs, so all his words turned into a sigh.

The three chatted for a while, until someone came to report that Zou Jing had already started gathering troops, so they stopped chatting.

Jian Yong stayed in Taoyuan to help take care of the family, while the four brothers Liu Guanzhang and Fang Mo were preparing for the expedition.

Liu Bei gathered troops, Guan Yu ordered troops, Zhang Fei was in the vanguard, Fang Mo hid behind, wearing half a suit of armor.

The reason why it is a half pair is because of a whole set of armor. Fang Mo found that he couldn't bear it. After sighing to himself that the ancients are all freaks, he put on a half armor with the help of Liu Bei.

It looks a little funny, but it is very hidden.

Looking at the [-] soldiers and horses in front of him, Fang Mo felt proud. This is the start he prepared for Liu Bei, and now it seems that it has finally had some effect.

However, these soldiers and horses are still a little immature, but there is no way.

After all, although the training time is long, and orders can be banned, but they have not been polished by the flames of war. After all, Xiangyong is just Xiangyong, and Ranger is also just Ranger.

Only in the flames of war will they thrive and become the elite soldiers Liu Bei expects.

On the contrary, the soldiers and horses led by Zou Jing, although they looked loose, contained a spirit of energy.

Chapter 28 The Taste of Conspiracy

In terms of momentum, the troops led by Zou Jing were not much different from the soldiers led by the four brothers. If there was to be a distinction, the soldiers trained by the four brothers were obviously more cohesive.

It was as if three thousand messy threads were twisted together, and everyone's expressions and postures were almost the same.

What's more, among the three thousand soldiers trained by Liu Guanzhang and directed by Fang Mo, each of them will subconsciously look at another person, which makes them look very uniform.

There are good points, but there are also bad points.

That is too immature.

On the other hand, the 2000 people led by Zou Jing, although the team was loose and disorganized, and some even talked secretly, each of them had a murderous intent in their eyes.

This is tempered from the battlefield of blood and fire, not just training.

In other regions, I'm afraid they wouldn't have this kind of aura, but the Northland is different, especially Youzhou, which is bordered by foreign races. There have been conflicts year after year, and many soldiers have officially been on the battlefield.

"Fourth brother, do you think our people will be crushed in one fell swoop when they go to the battlefield?"

Liu Bei asked in a low voice, with worry in his eyes.

This is the biggest problem, which Fang Mo repeatedly mentioned, that is, the 3000 people at this stage should not come into contact with too powerful enemies.

If there is a bad quarrel, the spirit and spirit that has just been trained will all dissipate.

This is so for two reasons.

One is because the training time for these people is too short to effectively and thoroughly integrate into a team, which leads to the existence of hidden dangers. Once a war breaks out, it is very likely that they will fall into the situation of fighting each other again.

The second is because they have never been in contact with war, and most of their daily life is relying on their physical strength to bully ordinary people. Other than that, they don't have any charm in them.

With these two points, at this stage, of course, you can't go head-to-head with too strong opponents, otherwise, more than half of the 3000-member team that has been pulled together with great difficulty may fall apart.

"It's okay, the Yellow Turbans are originally a mob, and the old and weak, women and children make up the majority. In fact, they are worse than us." Fang Mo replied confidently.

Even if he has no confidence, he will behave like this, because the current Liu Bei is too lacking in self-confidence, after all, he has received too few blows.

I don't know when Liu Bei began to have a kind of superstitious trust in Fang Mo's words. Perhaps it was because he said that the world would be in chaos, and then the world would be in chaos, or because he said that someone would attack Zhuojun , and then Cheng Zhiyuan really came.

So after Fang Mo's confident performance, he was greatly relieved.

The second master is also very nervous, but he is stable and will not reveal his thoughts easily. In addition, he is also a bit introverted, so he will not show it so easily.

On the other hand, Zhang Fei...

"Brother, let me go out later, and I will definitely let that traitor be executed!"

"Brother, Zhang Fei's martial arts skills are by no means ordinary, just let me out when the time comes!"

"Second brother, let me go!"

"Fourth brother, you don't have to be too smart when the time comes, let me do it!"

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From the outside, he looks carefree, as if he doesn't care about the upcoming war at all, but if the post-modern psychological theory is applied, then it can be easily concluded that the current him is the weakest.