Chapter 155 Signing Zhang Fei for Years

Seeing Liu Bei coming in, Zhang Fei became even more excited: "Big brother is here too! Let's fight together, three brothers!"

Liu Bei was frightened and grabbed Zhang Fei, ready to cry again.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zhang Fei was very confused.

Liu Bei sighed endlessly and couldn't help but admire Envoy Jin for being a very good judge of people. Given his third brother's condition, he would definitely not be able to come back alive without his second brother watching over him.

Suddenly, Liu Bei no longer took the temporary separation so seriously.

"Third brother, don't do anything stupid when you get out. You must listen to your second brother."

Liu Bei advised like an old woman: "From now on, you will serve the Jin envoy. Don't break the military law again. The envoy's rule is very strict. If you do, no one will be able to protect you."

Zhang Fei was completely confused and said, "Brother, what nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand."

Liu Bei gave Guan Yu a look, and the two of them held Zhang Fei's arms on the left and right and walked out of the tent.

The dazzling sunlight forced Zhang Fei to close his eyes subconsciously. When he opened his eyes again, there were three scholars standing in front of him, and behind the scholars stood all the soldiers of the second battalion.

Looking at the black and red armor reflecting the metallic luster in the sun, it was the first time that Zhang Fei saw the full picture of the Second Battalion, and his understanding of the elite troops was once again refreshed.

I saw a thousand soldiers standing in a square formation. The horizontal, vertical and diagonal lines were very neat and you could see the end at a glance.

It was the first time that Zhang Fei saw such a neat military formation.

"Greetings to the envoy."

Seeing his two brothers saluting the scholar in the middle, Zhang Fei followed suit in a daze.

Jin Mao ordered someone to make a feather fan, and imitating the later Zhuge Liang, he pointed the fan at Zhang Fei and asked, "Are you Zhang Yide?"

"Are you really so brave?"

Zhang Fei was overjoyed when he heard this: "Of course! I'm not bragging, your troops are indeed elite, but they are no match for me!"

"Oh?" Jin Mao saw the real Zhang Fei and wanted to see how strong he was.

"Bai Shi, pick ten people from your group, the top ten from all previous competitions!"

Soon, ten strong and fierce soldiers in armor came out and stood in a row. The shortest was seven feet five and the tallest was eight feet two, two inches taller than the eight-foot-tall Zhang Fei.

These are the ten most elite men selected from the ten thousand soldiers in the army. Each of them has a beheading ability of more than ten levels, and they work in perfect harmony and understand more than two types of military formations.

The murderous aura coming towards him made Zhang Fei extremely excited. These ten people were at least at the level of a hundred-man general. It was the first time for him to face so many strong men.

"Sir, a simple contest is too boring." Zhang Feiji was inspired and suggested, "If I win, all my past sins will be wiped out!"

"Okay!" Jin Mao asked playfully, "What if you lose?"

Zhang Fei patted his neck and said carelessly: "Your Excellency, take my head."

"Third brother!" "No!"

Guan Yu and Liu Bei both spoke out to stop him, and the latter even begged Jin Mao to show leniency.

"Since your two brothers are begging for you," Jin Mao said with a smile, "It's useless even if I take your head. How about this, if you lose, you have to serve me for ten years without any title or status?"

When Zhang Fei heard this, he thought it was a simple matter and agreed immediately.

"Somebody come!"

Jin Mao immediately ordered people to write the document, sign and seal it. He came in front of the ten people and urged them, "Do your best and don't let outsiders look down on you."

"Don't worry, lord! We will win!"

Ten people roared in unison, as if to shatter the sky.

Zhang Fei's expression suddenly became serious, and he made another request: "To avoid casualties, everyone should use fists and feet."

Really shocked by He Qi's actions, Zhang Fei really had no confidence in fighting against the ten men who cooperated so well with each other.

Jinmao couldn’t ask for more.

The fight began and everyone made enough space for Zhang Fei.

At the beginning, the ten people separated into two wing formations, with four people guarding the center and three people on each side forming a cone formation. The two people who served as the leaders were the strongest and most powerful men among the ten. One of them had tied with Dong Xi, and the other had defeated Dong Xi.

Zhang Fei was surrounded from the front, so he suddenly took two steps back, escaped from the encirclement, and tried to go around to the weak point of the formation from the side.

Unfortunately, the ten men cooperated very well. When Zhang Fei moved to the left, the formation changed to a long snake formation, and the same happened on the right.

After two unsuccessful attempts, Zhang Fei roared and rushed forward, trying to win by wrestling.

The leading elite soldier was captured by Zhang Fei, and instantly felt that he was no match for him, so he lowered his body and roared: "Change formation!"

Two people suddenly jumped out from behind the three-person cone formation and attacked Zhang Fei's lower body.

"Roar!"

Zhang Fei roared, and the elite soldier who was leading the group, who was eight feet two inches tall, was lifted up by the air. Zhang Fei was quick-eyed and suddenly threw the man towards the four people who had rushed over.

To prevent their comrades from getting hurt, four men stepped forward to catch him.

What Zhang Fei wanted was just one or two seconds.

At this moment, he raised his left foot, wanting to kick the man away, but unexpectedly, the elite soldier on the left blocked it with both hands, and the collision of hands and feet made Zhang Fei stiff for half a second.

"Roar!" Seeing this, the elite soldier on the right pounced on Zhang Fei's waist and knocked him down.

Zhang Fei hurriedly pushed the sturdy man away, but it was too late. The last three people who arrived pounced on him and pressed Zhang Fei underneath.

Then, the other five people also rushed over, and the winner was decided.

"Oh no, just one move away!" Zhang Fei was very annoyed.

Jin Mao did not miss this opportunity and said, "If you lose, you have to admit it! Could it be that Yide still wants to deny his debt?"

Zhang Fei's eyes widened as he shouted, "I always keep my word! How can I deny it?"

"But foot combat is not my strong point, horse combat is!"

Zhang Fei praised cleverly: "Your Excellency's elite infantry is indeed powerful, I admire it." "But in my opinion, the cavalry is not so good."

"If you have the guts, let's have another match!"

Unexpectedly, Jin Mao decisively admitted: "You are right, they are indeed not proficient in horse fighting. So far, they have only been training for a year, and they can only be considered to have a rough understanding of horsemanship."

At this time, Cheng Pu, who had been leading the cavalry training, was unhappy and stood up and said, "Sir, I don't believe that this black guy can defeat ten soldiers alone!"

"Why don't you promise him?"

Zhang Fei was so angry that he yelled, "Who do you think you are? When we were killing the Yellow Turbans, you were still enjoying yourself on a woman's belly, right?"

As a last resort, Jin Mao introduced him: "His name is Cheng Pu, with the courtesy name Demou. He is a general under Sun Jian, the governor of Changsha. He also followed Sun Jian to fight against the Yellow Turban Army."

Zhang Fei said shamelessly, "So what? If I say you are not as good as me in horse fighting, then you are not as good as me. Let's fight again if you are capable!"

"Let's compete!" Cheng Pu blew his beard and glared.

Since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been the best, and martial arts have never been second.

Every general has something to be proud of.

Cheng Pu has worked for Jinmao for more than a year. No one is not polite to him and no one dares to question his training results.

Now Zhang Fei actually dared to say that the ten most elite cavalrymen of Cheng Pu’s personal guards, who had been trained for a year, could not defeat one man.

Cheng Pu would never believe this even if you kill him!
The quality of the soldiers in the Royal Guard was so high that Cheng Pu had never enjoyed leading troops so much.

"Envoy, please let me lead the others to compete with him!"

Facing Cheng Pu's request, Jin Mao shook his head and said, "Demou, you can't play. That's bullying."

Cheng Pu said confidently: "Even if I don't have to play, I still believe in my soldiers!"

"Okay!" Jin Mao agreed: "Then let's have another match!"

Zhang Fei's mouth opened like a lotus flower, and he said happily: "My Lord, you must not regret it. I will bet for another ten years!"

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei was so addicted to gambling. Jin Mao agreed decisively and added a little bonus: "If I lose, I will forgive you the crime again."

"Thank you, sir!" Zhang Fei was overjoyed.

...

The entire parade ground was cleared for both sides.

Since Zhang Fei's mount was not good enough, Jin Mao specially gave him a strong warhorse, which made Liu Bei and Guan Yu envious.

In order to avoid casualties, both sides wore full armor and competed with wooden spears and wooden arrows wrapped with powder heads.

You lose if you fall off your horse or are hit in the vitals by the leader.

In addition, offensive and defensive weapons can be selected at will.

The choices of the eleven people were surprisingly consistent: shields, crossbows, etc., they used everything that could be used.

Zhang Fei was even more exaggerated, he even carried a bow on his back.

At the beginning of the competition, both sides first shot each other with crossbows, and neither side was eliminated.

At this time, the role of Zhang Fei's bow was revealed. At a distance of 200 steps, Zhang Fei drew the bow and arrow and shot two shots.

Unfortunately, the ten people cooperated well and blocked it with shields.

When the collision was about to begin, Zhang Fei held a spear in one hand and shot from both sides.

In just one encounter, one person was knocked down and two more were eliminated.

Zhang Fei became more and more excited, and rushed back again. In the "crackling" sound of wooden spears colliding, he eliminated three more people.

There was no time to replace the broken wooden spears, and the third clash began. Zhang Fei threw the wooden spears left and right, eliminating two people, and then pulled and tugged with his hands horizontally.

Suddenly, there was only one person left on the field.

Zhang Fei wanted to charge again, but he was restrained by the reins. He was so angry that he shouted, "Who dares to stop me?"

He looked down and saw that it was his second brother Guan Yu. Zhang Fei became even angrier: "You are so good, Guan Yu, you don't help your brothers, but help outsiders!"

Guan Yu's face turned from red to black. He took advantage of Zhang Fei's unpreparedness and threw him off his horse with an over-the-shoulder throw.

"Wow!" Zhang Fei jumped up and wanted to fight with Guan Yu.

Liu Bei appeared at the right time and said, "Third brother, you lost the first charge."

Liu Bei pointed at the dozen white spots on Zhang Fei's body, took off his helmet, pointed at the two white spots on it and said, "Look, if you were on the battlefield, you would have died several times."

"Impossible!" Zhang Fei snatched the helmet and yelled frantically, "I didn't feel anything. Someone must have set me on fire!"

It was just someone who ordered it.

Jin Mao appeared at the right time and said, "A competition is not an actual fight, so let's just forget about it. It's a draw."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fei refused: "Your Excellency looks down on me! If I lose, I lose! It's not like I can't afford to lose."

"It's only twenty years. I will serve you, my Lord!"

Jin Mao was overjoyed. To maintain his image, he said in a pretentious manner, "I admire Yide as a man. From now on, you will be promoted according to your merits, just like everyone else."

"As long as you make achievements quickly enough, the official rank will not catch up with you!"

"Really?" Zhang Yide's eyes widened: "Sir, please don't lie to me!"

Jin Mao raised his head and said confidently: "Go out and ask around, has Jin Mao ever broken a promise?"

Suddenly, Zhang Fei was as happy as a child.

Only Liu Bei, standing aside, had a worried look on his face, as if he was on a pirate ship.

(End of this chapter)