On the hillside, Zhao San drew his sword, drew his horse, turned around and glared at him.

But Chen Ze was even more furious than Zhao San. He drew his bow and arrow again, his eyes fierce, and cursed with hatred: "Zhao San and Zhao Si, you two are worse than pigs and dogs, come and die!"

As he cursed, the bowstring trembled, and Chen Ze raised his hand and shot out two arrows.

The two sides were more than a few hundred steps apart, but the arrows shot by Chen Ze could hit Zhao San with incredible accuracy.

Although the man was not shot to death, he was knocked off his horse.

Zhao San fell to the ground and cried out in pain: "Ah, it's the Xunfeng Arrow from the Feiyu Arrow Sutra!"

Wang Jing used the "Fei Yu Arrow Sutra" to train Fei Yu archers. Although Chen Ze had never joined the Shesheng Camp, he was also able to learn this skill.

The "Flying Feather Arrow Classic" is divided into two styles, "Xunfeng" and "Zhenlei". Among them, the Xunfeng arrow is as fast as the wind, and the Zhenlei arrow is as powerful as thunder. One is fast and sharp, and the other is powerful. In the battle of Yanzhou, the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou were frightened at the sound of the bowstring.

"I'll kill you, you shameless little thief!"

Zhao Si was frightened by Chen Ze's flying feather archery at first, but after seeing that there were not many soldiers accompanying him, he mustered up the courage to charge over on horseback with his men.

Although he and Zhao Sandu had more than 300 men, they only had a dozen horses. Unless they were willing to abandon the main force and escape, they could only fight back.

But now they have made up their minds to go to Qingzhou to join Zhang Rao. How could they give up the team they have worked so hard to assemble and become a commander without troops?
Therefore, Chen Ze's shooting not only failed to scare Zhao Si, but aroused his ferocity: "You sneak attack thief, come and die."

Just as Zhao Si rushed towards Chen Ze with his weapon brandishing, he saw a man riding a horse and rushing towards him with a sword in hand. He had a full beard, his brows were raised, and his momentum was like a tiger descending from the mountain, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"Your opponent is me!"

He had a burly and strong figure, a ferocious face, and was wearing heavy armor. The snow-white steel knife in his hand was flashing with a cold light, which made people's scalps tingle when they saw it.

Zhao Si was really frightened this time. His lips were trembling and he slowed down his charge instantly. "Who are you? Tell me your name!"

Even at this moment, he wanted to turn around and run away.

Chen Ze was thin and weak, and although he had excellent archery skills, Zhao Si was confident that as long as he carried his shield and rushed to the end, he would be able to kill Chen Ze with one sword and separate his head from his body.

However, facing the fierce man coming at him at this moment, he just wanted to turn around and run away!

"I am your father!"

Zhou Cang, as a man and a horse, looked very majestic. His eyes were glaring, like an extremely powerful door god.

The other person was still far away, but his aura alone frightened Zhao Si so much that his legs went weak and he dared not look directly at him.

"Zhao Si, your death is coming!"

Zhou Cang rode without stopping, rushed over in an instant, and slashed with a sword.

A hundred battles with the sword!
The domineering sword style is so powerful that it can overturn mountains and seas and shake thousands of troops!
Dang~
Zhao Si raised his sword to block, and in an instant, the blades met. Zhou Cang's mighty strength made Zhao Si's palm numb, and he was horrified: "What a strong force! This man is brave, I am no match for him, I must run for my life."

Although Zhou Cang had only been practicing "A Hundred Battles Sword Techniques" for a short time, he had already mastered it to a high level, especially the domineering sword style which best suited his temperament. When he attacked, he would swing his sword vigorously and display his full power.

After only a brief confrontation, Zhao Si knew that he was no match for his opponent. If he continued fighting, he would be killed on the spot by Zhou Cang's sword within ten rounds.

Therefore, Zhao Si turned around and fled without hesitation, not even caring about his own brother who was lying on the ground with an arrow stuck in his body.

After all, how can a brother's life be more important than your own life?
"Third brother, I will avenge you in the future!"

Zhao San just struggled to stand up from the ground. After hearing what Zhao Si said, his mind was full of question marks: "???"

Your brother is not dead yet!
However, before Zhao San could even utter a curse, an arrow pierced his neck from the side.

The blood vessels were cut off and blood flowed back into the lungs. Zhao San was so blocked that he couldn't speak at all and soon fell to the ground again.

But this time, he could never get up again.

After shooting Zhao San, Chen Ze was still not satisfied and stared at Zhao Si again: "How dare you show your back in front of me? You are so brave!"

After joining the army, he was not only taught martial arts, but also had spiritual objects to nourish his bones. At this time, Chen Ze's archery skills had undergone a transformation, and his extraordinary talent was fully displayed.

Chen Ze was seen concentrating and holding his breath, his chest filled with anger. Then he bent his bow and drew his arrow on the leaping horse's back, and shot his fatal arrow against the wind!
"Give it to me!"

Once the arrow is shot, there is no regret.

Three hundred and ten steps away, Zhao Si was shot in the back by Chen Ze and fell off his horse.

The arrow did not kill him directly, but when he fell off his horse, his head hit the ground and happened to hit a rock, instantly turning into a rotten watermelon.

Zhou Cang swung his sword and chopped at the lonely one. He was so angry that he yelled: "You black monkey, didn't you agree to give each of us one? You are not keeping your word!"

Chen Ze felt relieved after killing the evil villain. Seeing Zhou Cang's angry look, he grinned and said, "I'll definitely do it next time, next time."

Soon the men of the two arrived and killed Zhao San and Zhao Si's men in an instant. A group of evil bandits were either killed or surrendered.

According to the rules, Zhou Cang picked out several people who committed serious crimes and beheaded them on the spot as a warning to others. Then he took the rest as prisoners and escorted them back to do hard labor.

Although these people should be executed according to their crimes, Yanzhou is now in a state of disrepair and lacks manpower everywhere. Wang Jing does not like to impose corvée labor, so it would be a waste to kill them directly. Basically, those who are caught are sent to build bridges and roads and do heavy physical work.

In fact, this is more painful than killing them directly. Nowadays, imprisonment is not about lying comfortably in prison, being provided with good food and drink, and being given game consoles to play. All kinds of heavy physical work can really tire people to death.

For example, in various mines and quarries, the average life expectancy of prisoners will never exceed five years. If they encounter any accident, they will either die or become disabled. No matter how strong you are, you will not be able to withstand it.

The two thieves Zhao San and Zhao Si were killed, and so many prisoners were taken. Chen Ze and Zhou Cang discussed it and decided to temporarily cancel the plan to go to Lu County and take the heads of Zhao San and Zhao Si back to report.

After another long journey, Chen Ze and Zhou Cang returned to Rencheng and reported to Zhou Tai: "General, these are the heads of Zhao San and Zhao Si."

Zhao San's head is relatively complete, but only half of Zhao Si's head is left. However, by comparing the facial features, they can still be barely identified.

After the verification, Zhou Tai smiled. He already admired Chen Ze and Zhou Cang. Now, seeing them kill Zhao San and Zhao Si, he was even more delighted: "Well, you have made another contribution. You did a good job."

"Youping, why are you laughing?"

Wang Jing just walked in from outside the tent at this time, and said jokingly with a bit of curiosity on his face.

It was true that Zhou Tai was a serious person on ordinary days, so it was rare for him to smile.

After entering the tent, Wang Jing naturally saw Zhou Cang: "Did Yuanfu accomplish something again?"

Zhou Cang smiled innocently when he heard this: "Hehe, they are just two thieves, not worth mentioning."

Zhou Cang had a black face, red lips, and a full beard, and he looked a bit like Zhang Fei. However, Zhang Fei was tough but gentle, and he looked more bookish than the uneducated Zhou Cang.

Wang Jing had given Zhou Cang his courtesy name, so he was naturally familiar with him. However, the dark and thin little man with sharp eyes standing next to Zhou Cang looked a little unfamiliar to Wang Jing.

"I am Chen Ze, your subordinate, honored to meet Lord Qi."

Chen Ze clasped his fists and saluted, his heart filled with excitement when he looked at Wang Jing.

Wang Jing suppressed the aristocratic families and restrained the powerful families, allowing the people to have a chance to breathe. Later, he established the system of local soldiers, allowing refugees to have land to cultivate and no longer have to worry about being exploited by the government and the powerful families.

Chen Ze has experienced all of this personally and is one of the beneficiaries. Therefore, compared to Zhou Cang's simple admiration for Wang Jing's martial arts, Chen Ze has more gratitude and admiration in his heart.

Zhou Tai took this opportunity to introduce the talents of Chen Ze and Zhou Cang to Wang Jing. His words implied that he wanted to recommend them and hoped that Wang Jing would make use of them.

Wang Jing already had plans for Zhou Cang. After all, he was a tough guy who helped the Second Master and had great potential. With a little training, he would be more than qualified to be a captain in the future.

As for Chen Ze, Wang Jing had no impression of this man. He must have been a talented person who was buried in the torrent of the Three Kingdoms era. After all, it was normal for him to be a talented person left behind in the countryside.

Although the Three Kingdoms was a brilliant era, the stage belonged to the aristocratic families and the wealthy clans. If one wanted to make a name for himself, he had to be at least from a humble family, and he had to be an extremely talented person. Otherwise, if one was just an ordinary talent, there would be no soil for growth, and it would be easy for him to die prematurely, like a weed, in obscurity.

Just like Chen Ze, if Wang Jing had not established the military system, allowing him to pass the selection and stand out, he would probably still be able to hunt in the mountains and struggle for food and clothing every day.

Zhou Tai said that Chen Ze's archery skills were the best among the soldiers in the palace. Not only did he perform well in daily life, but he also made many military achievements in the battle in Yanzhou. Wang Jing looked at Chen Ze with more appreciation: "Do you have a courtesy name?" Chen Ze shook his head. He was a lowly hunter, so how could he have such a luxury as a courtesy name?

If he hadn't joined the army, he probably wouldn't even be able to write his own name.

"In that case, I'll pick one for you."

Wang Jing pondered for a moment, then said, "Ze means bright and moist. Rong may be a boy, but he is great. I gave you the name Hongrun because I hope you can work hard and make great achievements."

"Thank you for the calligraphy, General!"

Chen Ze was extremely happy and deeply moved.

The sentence "Although Rong is a boy, his style is great" means: Although you are young and have little experience, you can play a big role.

Chen Ze naturally heard Wang Jing's expectations and encouragement for him, which was why he was so grateful.

Then Wang Jing asked again: "You should be studying the "Feiyu Arrow Sutra", are you interested in joining the Shesheng Camp?"

"Shesheng Camp!"

Chen Ze had an ecstatic expression on his face, which showed how restless he was at the moment.

After all, that was the Shesheng Battalion, a true ace unit with an independent number, and its status was incomparable to that of the palace soldiers!
"I do! I greet my lord!"

Almost without thinking, Chen Ze agreed to Wang Jing's recruitment.

Then Wang Jing turned his gaze to Zhou Cang and said with a friendly smile: "Yuanfu, I want to form a Shenwu Army and am now selecting elite soldiers. Are you willing to join?"

"Cang, meet the lord!"

Zhou Cang was also ecstatic, Shenwu Army!

Those who are selected must be Wang Jing's personal soldiers. Only a fool would be unwilling to follow such a lord.

Zhou Tai saw that Chen Ze and Zhou Cang were both appreciated by Wang Jing. As long as they passed the test, they would be valued in the near future, and his mood became cheerful.

In fact, Zhou Tai had already made plans. If Wang Jing looked down on Chen Ze and Zhou Cang, he would transfer them both to Tongguan to give them a chance to grow.

But now I don’t have to go through all that trouble, which saves me a lot of worry.

After Chen Ze and Zhou Cang left, Wang Jing also talked to Zhou Tai about the matters that should be paid attention to when garrisoning Tongguan: "Youping, when you go to Tongguan, your mission is mainly defense. However, if there are foreign tribes such as Qiang or Xianbei coming to invade, you can decide whether to send troops to suppress them. Huangfu Song and I have a good understanding. As long as we deal with foreign tribes, he should not make it difficult for you."

Today, Huangfu Song is alone in guarding Chang'an.

In order to appease him, Wang Jing did not cut off the trade and grain routes from Luoyang to Hangu Pass, allowing food and supplies to be transported to Chang'an City. Therefore, the two sides had a tacit understanding on how to deal with foreign tribes such as the Qiang and Xianbei.

However, one must always be on guard against others. Wang Jing did not dare to take lightly a famous general like Huangfu Song.

If we are not careful, the other party might cause big trouble under the instigation of the aristocratic families.

Of course, there is no need to be too hostile.

Huangfu Song was, after all, a pure soldier. He had a good sense of the overall situation and was very loyal to the emperor. As long as Wang Jing and Liu Xie had not completely fallen out, and as long as Wang Jing was still willing to support a Han Dynasty figure as emperor, Huangfu Song would not want to rebel.

Such a famous official always attaches great importance to his reputation, and can be considered a gentleman who can be deceived by others.

Wang Jing is unable to spare any time now, so instead of making enemies with Huangfu Song, it is better to stabilize the situation in Guanzhong first to prevent the Qiang people and Xianbei from taking advantage of the situation.

Just when the war in Yanzhou was about to take a break, war broke out again on the Qingzhou plain.

The thunderous sound of horse hooves echoed endlessly across the earth.

Gongsun Zan's White Horse Volunteers finally couldn't hold back any longer and were ready to show their strength.

War disasters and man-made disasters, wherever there are war disasters, there will be man-made disasters.

The Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou, led by Zhang Rao, nominally revolted, but in reality was nothing more than murder and robbery. They wreaked havoc in the local area, running rampant across the prefectures and counties, like a swarm of locusts, leaving corpses everywhere they went.

They said they were doing it for the people, but in the end they were the ones who killed the most people.

The failure in the battle for Ye City and the manipulation of Yuan Shao undoubtedly made the arrogant Gongsun Zan extremely unhappy. After three years of dormancy, he now has a strong army and is planning to make a career.

Since we can’t go to Jizhou for the time being, let’s take Qingzhou!
With such ambition in mind, Gongsun Zan personally led the army south, with the main force heading straight for Pingyuan.

However, Gongsun Zan did not launch a direct attack because Zhang Rao was currently attacking Bohai City and had gathered 300,000 men to join forces with the Black Mountain Army that was attacking Ye City.

Bohai City was Yuan Shao's territory, so Gongsun Zan had no need to help Yuan Shao out.

Until a man came to the military camp.

Hearing that it was Yuan Shao's envoy, Gongsun Zan was already displeased with Yuan Shao because of the incident in Ye City, so he waited for a long time before having the envoy brought to him: "Tell me, what conspiracy did Yuan Benchu ​​have in mind by asking you to come here?"

"Zhan, meet the general."

Xun Zhan is a man of elegant demeanor and extraordinary appearance. Even when standing in front of Gongsun Zan, a handsome middle-aged man, his elegant demeanor does not show any weakness at all.

After hearing Xun Zhan's self-introduction, Gongsun Zan felt even more unhappy: "You were the one who used your eloquence to convince Han Wenyue to hand over Jizhou?"

Xun Zhan smiled, as if he didn't notice the frost and murderous look on Gongsun Zan's face: "General, you are too kind. It is exactly me."

"Hey, I'm not praising you."

The more Gongsun Zan looked at Xun Zhan, the more he disliked him. He felt as if he was being suppressed in terms of intelligence. As the commander-in-chief of an army, this feeling made him very impatient.

Xun Zhan ignored what Gongsun Zan was thinking and said directly, "I came here today because I hope that the general can send troops to attack Zhang Rao together with my master."

Gongsun Zan seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. His mouth opened wide, but his eyes were cold. "Haha, isn't Yuan Benchu ​​very capable? He was able to capture Yecheng without a single soldier. Now it's easy to capture Zhang Rao. Why would he need my help?"

Gongsun Zan became very angry when he thought that Yuan Shao used him to force Han Fu away.

He now wished that Yuan Shao would explode on the spot and be killed without a complete body, so it was naturally impossible for him to agree to help Yuan Shao's army defend Bohai City.

However, Xun Zhan, who came to Gongsun Zan as a lobbyist, looked indifferent, and then said sharply: "General Fenwu made a mistake. It's not that my master needs your help, but that you, General, need my master to help."

bang~
"joke!"

Gongsun Zan slammed the table in anger, his eyes spitting fire: "Yuan Benchu ​​can't even take care of himself, how can he be worthy of helping me?"

It is said that when the emperor is angry, millions of people will be killed.

Although Gongsun Zan was not an emperor, he was a local lord in Youzhou. He held military and political power and could be regarded as a local emperor with extraordinary power.

Not to mention ordinary people, even ordinary Confucian scholars and celebrities would tremble in fear and tread on thin ice in front of Gongsun Zan, and dare not offend his majesty as a commander.

However, Xun Zhan is not an ordinary person. He has his own ideas, and his vision and courage are outstanding in the world.

Therefore, even in front of Gongsun Zan, Xun Zhan dared to say anything, without any fear at all: "General Fenwu, please calm down your rage for a while, at least you should listen to what I have to say before you get angry."

"Okay, I'll see what you can say."

Gongsun Zan had a look of disdain on his face. He didn't think Xun Zhan could persuade him to send troops.

Are you kidding? I, Gongsun Zan, am not a coward like Han Fu. Do you, Yuan Shao, think you can scare me?

impossible!
It’s a pity that Gongsun Zan didn’t understand that when he met a top wise man, he shouldn’t give the other party a chance to speak.

Xun Zhan looked up at Gongsun Zan who was acting superior, and said indifferently: "General, my lord has only one thing to say. Our army is willing to help you take Qingzhou." (End of this chapter)