"I not only have wheat liquid, but also Wuliangye, which is a wine that is higher than wheat liquid, which is much better." Wuliangye is a wine obtained by further distillation on the basis of wheat liquid, and the degree is not far from the height of later generations.

"Brother, are you going to recruit this rash man?" Liu Bei was surprised by the side. He had already used the word "Brother" to Liu Zhe, "Be careful that he will cause you a big disaster."

"You little lady is so sarcastic. What's wrong with me?" Zhang Fei glared at Liu Bei, and then seemed to be afraid that Liu Zhe would believe Liu Bei's words. He said to Liu Zhe: "Master, I'll live there. As long as you give me wine, I will listen to you."

As soon as Zhang Fei said this, Liu Zhe was ecstatic and didn't care about Liu Bei's name as a virtuous brother. Instead, he wanted to hold Liu Bei and kiss him a few times and thank him very much.

"Okay, okay," Liu Zhe quickly turned over and got off the horse, came to Zhang Fei, and said to Zhang Fei: "Then everyone will be brothers in the future."

Liu Zhe was trying every means to win over Zhang Fei, but it caused Guan Yu's dissatisfaction.

However, Guan Yu knew Liu Zhe's attitude towards talents, and his dissatisfaction was only targeting Zhang Fei. He felt that not all cats and dogs could enter Xiaoxingzhuang.

"Report!" A rapid sound of horse hooves approaching from a distance, and the scouts wandering outside rushed to report, "Report, the Yellow Turban troops are heading towards us."

"It was the Yellow Turban Army besieging Zhuo County." Liu Bei, who was familiar here, was the first to speak out and tell Liu Zhe and the others what he knew.

"How many people?" Xu Shu asked.

“About 100,000 people.”

This data made Liu Zhe take a breath.

"Young brother, don't worry. Although there are 100,000 people, no more than 20,000 people can fight." Liu Bei said that when he saw Liu Zhe's face, he thought Liu Zhe was scared.

"The Yellow Turban Army likes to engage the people in fighting for them, and many of them are the people they have brought to them."

"It's really damn." Liu Zhe cursed angrily. He killed many people in this way.

"Who is the Lord?" Liu Zhe asked. He would not let the Yellow Turban Master go.

"I'm called Cheng Zhiyuan, I have a bunch of elite soldiers under my command, which is difficult to deal with." Liu Bei said.

"Brother, I suggest that we retreat first. The Yellow Turban Army is powerful and should not face them head-on." Liu Bei suggested that he had less than 500 people under his command. If he faced so many people in the Yellow Turban, the opponent could submerge them with just a sea of ​​people tactic.

"No need to retreat." Liu Zhe thought for a while and said. He had a cavalry team in his hand and had to retreat without fighting. This would affect morale too much!

Liu Zhe continued: "Try it first."

"That's right, I'm afraid of a ball." Zhang Fei looked disdainful of Liu Bei's suggestion, "If you want to escape, you can escape first, little lady."

"Bastard..." Liu Bei's eyes turned black because of anger, and he kept greeting Zhang Fei's family in his heart.

"Zhuang, lord, look at me. I will cut down Cheng Zhiyuan with one knife and bring someone else's head to you." Zhang Fei changed his words to Liu Zhe, imitating everyone to call him Liu Zhe.

What everyone didn't notice was that Guan Yu's ears moved again.

Not long after, smoke and dust rolled in the distant sky. After another stick of incense, an endless sea of ​​yellow people appeared in front of everyone.

Liu Zhe did not lead the team to attack immediately, but watched the Yellow Turban Army advance in the distance coldly, and then lined up in a mess. After half an hour, a gap appeared in the Yellow Turban Army formation that had finally assembled.

A man wearing leather armor, yellow turban and yellow pants rode a horse and came out surrounded by a bunch of yellow clothes.

"Listen to the person on the other side, I am the commander of General Tiangong, and the general of Huangtian, Cheng Zhiyuan, surrendered obediently..." Cheng Zhiyuan appeared and shouted to Liu Zhe through the military formation.

"Lord, I'll lend you a weapon." Zhang Fei told Liu Zhe that he wanted to borrow Liu Zhe's long halberd, but his weapon was useless.

"What do you want to do?" Liu Zhe handed the weapon to Zhang Fei.

"Look at me to take off his head." Zhang Fei took the weapon and said. As soon as he finished speaking, a man in the team immediately rushed out.

"So brave, you red-faced guy..." Zhang Fei was stunned at first, then furious, and Guan Yu ran in front of him!

"Stop the red face in front of me." Two figures galloped on the flat ground between the two armies, one blue and one black, approaching the Yellow Turban Army's formation as fast as lightning.

Because Zhang Fei borrowed weapons from Liu Zhe, he was a little late and was snatched by Guan Yu, who had been unhappy for a long time. He rode a horse and was already holding up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand.

Zhang Fei was three to four positions away from Guan Yu, and the distance gradually widened because his mount was not equipped with stirrups and saddles. Zhang Fei was furious and kept beating the mount, cursing loudly, asking Guan Yu to stop him and not steal his head.

On the Yellow Turban Army, Cheng Zhiyuan had just shouted with luck. Before he could recover, he was still gasping for breath when he saw two figures of invisible appearances jumping out of the opposite formation.

"Well, is this an envoy or the other party's commander?" Cheng Zhiyuan was a rash man, and his mind was unhappy. He didn't expect that the person on the other side would come to kill him.

But if everyone else would be like him, the two of them would come to kill the enemy's chief general. No one believed it when they said it. Is it fake to be a hundred thousand troops behind him?

But soon, he became frightened and desperate!
Chapter completed!