Painting the Ruthless Tyrant of the Rivers and Lakes

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His eyes were shining brightly, and his ambition was fierce. This troubled world needs a king to end it.

Not the tyrannical Qin Shihuang, but Zhu Youwen.

Han Shen was shocked, his eyes moved, and he nodded and said: "Brother Zhu has great ambitions, to help the troubled times and restore peace to the world, Shen is willing to help you."

"Ding, Han Shen has joined our side."

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"Faction? What the hell?"

Hearing the beep, Zhu Youwen was a little dazed.

"This is the faction system. Anyone who joins the host's faction, as long as they are not dying completely and are on the verge of death, can be saved."

The female voice of the system sounded again.

Zhu Youwen was overjoyed, such a good function?The system is really considerate enough.

A group of people returned to Puyang city gate.

A bearded general, tall and burly, was patrolling back and forth.

He is Peng Bu, the defender of Puyang, and one of Gongsun Yu's confidantes.

Seeing Zhu Youwen and the others coming back, they greeted them with a smile, "Brother Zhu, Brother Han, have you finished suppressing the bandits?"

"This is the head of the bandit leader Heisha, General Peng can check it."

He handed over the head, which was held in cloth.

When Peng Bu saw it, he was a little surprised, "There is a blood hole between the eyebrows of the head, did he die from an arrow?"

"Brother Zhu's archery skills are extraordinary, and he shot the bandit in the head with an arrow from 300 meters away, which makes Han admire him very much." Han Shen praised.

Peng Bu's eyes bulged in shock, "I shot my head with an arrow 300 meters away, but it's true?"

"General Peng, it's true. The subordinates have seen it with their own eyes."

"Brother Zhu's archery skills are incomparable."

The men agreed.

This made Peng Bu not believe it, "Okay, brother Zhu, sword and arrow are both excellent, and Mr. Gongsun has a successor. It's really gratifying."

"General Peng is overrated. My archery skills are only slightly better than theirs." Zhu Youwen laughed.

With the supreme plug-in in hand, Lao Tzu is a sharpshooter who never misses his arrows and hits the target with every shot.

One shot hit.

"Brother Zhu is humble and has the demeanor of a gentleman."

Peng Bu was secretly startled, he had heard that Zhu Youwen's talent in swordsmanship was amazing, but he didn't expect his talent in archery to be too ordinary.

A headshot from 300 meters away is beyond the range, and he can't even do it.

Zhu Youwen is indeed a hero.

The three of them were exchanging pleasantries, and a follower next to him was about to take the refugees into the city to settle down, but encountered obstacles.

"Five refugees, one copper coin each." A guard at the city gate said.

The follower's expression changed, "What do you mean?"

"Poll tax, you must pay when you enter the city." The guard said.

The entourage was furious, "It's absurd, I was still guarding the city yesterday, why don't I know that there is a poll tax for entering the city, where did you get the soldiers from?"

"Bold, dare to be disrespectful to the Jinwei of the royal palace, and hold the palm of your hand."

The person next to him was white-faced and beardless, with the mean eyes of an elder, sitting upright on airs, and said in a drake voice.

Snapped!

The follower was slapped, fell to the ground, glared and said: "You..."

"He is Wei Yuanjun's man, his name is Gou Da, he can't be provoked."

"We are all from Weiguo, and we have to pay money to enter the city, alas, there is no way."

"People have to bow their heads under the eaves, and pay the money obediently."

People around discussed that those who had no money to pay were driven aside, full of resentment.

"But...but we have no money." The crippled woman cried.

"My lord, you can do me a favor and let us in."

"If you don't have money, you are not allowed to enter the city and beat people away." Gou Da said ferociously.

"Yes, father-in-law."