Chapter 477 How can there be no cross talk in the land of Yanyun, Beijing and Tianjin
Daijun.
Since Liu Yu's army repelled Zhang Jue and killed Gongsun Zan, this unpopular force finally gained some popularity.
Two main streets, east and west, run through the main city of Daijun. The streets are bustling with people and lively.
The battle was over, and both NPCs and players went out to have fun.
In the city, there is a shady place where hundreds of players sit in a circle.
There was a small table among the crowd, but behind the table, there were two people standing side by side.
Of these two people, one is dark and short, with most of the hair on his head shaved off, leaving only a handful, which looks like a peach from a distance; while the other is tall, and although his face is slightly older, his hair is
It is the most popular so-called "tinfoil perm" nowadays, but it was cosplayed by two famous cross talk artists who were famous hundreds of years ago.
"Crack!"
Gavel shot.
"We mentioned in the last letter that Liu Yu insisted on marching to the west, and he and Yuan Shao ended up on bad terms."
"Why do you think he has to do this?"
"What are you doing? Let me tell you, there is another mystery here."
"Can you tell me?"
"As you all know, in this battle, Liu Yu defeated Gongsun Zan and recruited powerful generals like Liu Guan and Zhang, as well as elite soldiers like Baima Yicong, which greatly increased his power."
"Oh, that's right."
"This is really worrying Liu Yu..."
"Wait a minute, isn't this a good thing? What are you worried about?"
"You may not know, but Liu Bei was Gongsun Zan's classmate in the past. The two of them studied together under the great scholar Lu Zhi for several years. They have a good relationship as if they were wearing a pair of trousers. This white horse Yi Cong is also an elite soldier under Gongsun Zan."
"But isn't Gongsun Zan dead?"
"It is true that Gongsun Zan is dead, but the structure of the White Horse Yi Cong is intact and there is almost no major damage. Do you know who he handed over the command of the White Horse Yi Cong?"
"Could it be Liu Bei?"
"Yes, it's Liu Bei! Think about it, one is Gongsun Zan's former classmate, beloved relative and friend, and the other is brother Paoze who Gongsun Zan has trained for many years. If the two come together, can Liu Yu not worry?"
"But what does this have to do with the Western Expedition?"
"You don't know something about this. On the one hand, this Western Expedition is indeed to welcome back the Emperor. On the other hand, it is not a test for Liu Bei and others."
"You give me goods!"
"On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. Liu Yu can definitely arrange Liu Bei to the most dangerous battlefield. If Liu Bei truly surrenders, he will naturally fight to the death. On the one hand, he defeated the enemy army, and on the other hand, he also reduced the combat effectiveness of Baima Yicong.
This is called a certificate of submission!"
"What if this isn't sincere?"
"If Liu Bei is lying, all the food, grass and baggage are in Liu Yu's hands, and the other soldiers are on full alert. If Liu Bei shows any resistance, they will cut off his food and grass, divide them and surround them. Liu Bei will be killed in less than five days!"
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Ahem, the above contents are purely created by folk artists and have nothing to do with Liu Yu himself.
Regardless of whether the reason for the Western Expedition was a passionate attempt to welcome the emperor back, or a painstaking plan to weaken Liu Bei's strength, in short, Liu Yu gave the order and the entire Youzhou entered a state of war readiness again.
On the school grounds, flags are flying.
The soldiers are majestic, the generals are mighty, and the cold light shines on the blades, ready to drink the blood of rebellion at any time.
Of course, there are also familiar noises.
"Come on, come on, let's take a look. It's a fine, high-quality iron sword! One cut kills the head, and two cuts cut the body into two parts. It's a must-have weapon for killing people when traveling at home!"
"[Smart] A super-rare potential strategist and lieutenant, with three auxiliary skills and increased blood, good news for the party alone!"
"Epic-level folding fan [Fenghuaxueyue]! The damage comes with special effects, a must-have for showing off!"
…
Ahem, traditional arts, traditional arts.
Players are either making trouble or making fun of them, or they are on the way to making trouble or haven't found anyone to make trouble loudly.
This chilling picture of a hundred generals going to battle, this exciting scene, has turned into a large-scale online chat scene.
Fortunately, Liu Yu was already used to this situation.
Then I saw, on the dianjiang platform, headed by Liu Xie, followed by Liu Yu, Liu Bei and others again, a group of basically composed of historical figures and unparalleled generals strode up to the dianjiang platform with high spirits.
On the school grounds, every step he took was filled with cheers.
Ahem, basically the reason is because a certain Wang Yiyuan who doesn't know the truth got involved again.
Da Sikong is one of the three princes.
Although the player version of Sangong is not valuable, it is more than enough to get a VVVIP seat.
On the general stage, Liu Yu stepped forward holding an iron trumpet, which sounded like a loud bell.
"Since Emperor Guangwu restored the Han Dynasty, there have been a total of fifty-one governors in Guangyang. Most of them are bastards! Beasts! Beasts! Parasites!"
"But this Governor Liu Xuande, he is not a bastard, a beast, a beast, or a parasite. Today he personally led a team to send troops to the west to conquer the rebels, recapture Chang'an, and serve the emperor. He is our great hero!"
After that, the tin trumpet was handed into Liu Xie's hands.
Chen Liuwang and Liu Xie had a very unfortunate fate.
Since the death of Emperor Ling, first there was civil strife among Shi Changshi, and then Dong Zhuo went to Beijing to detain the young emperor. With the help of Yuan Shao and Wang Yiyuan, he escaped from Luoyang in a hurry, but was put under house arrest by Yuan Shao, who tried to establish him as emperor and control him.
Liu Xie was a precocious child. He watched helplessly as Luoyang, where he grew up, was burned to the ground. His brother, and even the Han Dynasty passed down by his ancestors were in turmoil, and he had already endured pressure that should not have been endured at his age.
This time, it’s not bad news after all—Dazong Zheng Liu Yu is going to launch an army to rescue his imperial brother.
"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying!"
"A brave warrior will travel everywhere!"
"The traitors must be suppressed at any time! No way!"
"Think about it, you lived in the palace with your mother and brother, eating hot pot and singing songs! Suddenly you were robbed by a traitor~"
Liu Xie had mixed feelings in his heart. When he talked about it later, he thought of the humiliation of being taken away by Shi Changshi and fled to Beimang Mountain, and his voice became choked up.
The sound was like crying blood and heart-breaking, and even the players couldn't help but be moved and stopped what they were doing.
"So a day without traitors is a good day!"
At this point, the direct descendant of the Han Dynasty's true dragon was seen holding the jade seal - and then, on top of the jade seal, the green flying dragon rose into the sky and broke through the dense dark clouds in the sky.
A ray of sunlight shone on the general platform, reflecting Liu Xie's figure like a god.
"Marry west to Chang'an to welcome the emperor!"
"The jade seal returns to its throne, and the great Han Dynasty rises again!"
At the same time, on the school grounds, hundreds of naked, muscular men were holding drumsticks. The sound of the drums was like thunder and a tsunami, and even the ground shook.
The players were also excited to hear it.
"Kill the duck!"
At this time, on the general stage, the tin trumpet spun in a circle, and finally reached Wang Yiyuan's hands.
I saw Liu Yu blinking slightly at him from the side.
"Shouyi, please say a few words."
The system prompts: "Player representatives please speak."
Wang Yiyuan looked confused at this time.
Wait, am I not here to make up the numbers? Do you still need to speak?
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
I saw him scratching his head and scratching his head, pondering for a long time, and in the end, he just choked out a few words.