System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Now that Boss Cao is no longer a possibility, they have to consider their future.

However, after surrendering, their status in Dong's army was obviously not as good as before.

This is understandable.

How could a group of surrendered generals possibly surpass Dong Yu's direct subordinates in status?

next day

Huang Zhong set off with an army of 20,000.

They marched in a mighty procession straight towards Bowang, which was dozens of miles away.

Upon learning that Dong's army was approaching, Liu Bei personally led his most elite soldiers to form a battle array to wait for them, rather than staying in the camp and facing the powerful enemy in a defensive posture.

"You have a camp but you don't defend it, and you just come out and fight with others."

Zhang Fei complained and looked at Zhuge Liang who was following Liu Bei with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, Third Brother, don't say such things at this time."

"So as not to affect the morale of the army."

Guan Yu shook his head. Although he was also unhappy with Zhuge Liang, he still spoke up to remind him.

No matter how unhappy I am, I can still distinguish between business and personal matters.

"Brother, how is your new knife? Is it comfortable to use?"

Zhang Fei glanced at the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Guan Yu's hand and asked.

"so so."

"The material isn't as good as that one, but it's still better than usual."

"When the war subsides, I will find a blacksmith to forge a good sword."

Guan Yu lifted up his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, which was obviously not as heavy as his original one.

Although this sword is also called Qinglong Yanyue Sword, it is at best an A-grade product.

It weighs less than 70 kilograms and is not made of top-quality iron.

After all, we need it in a hurry, so we can't carefully search for good materials and good craftsmen.

"That's enough. You're getting older, and it's hard to lift something too heavy."

Zhang Fei glanced at the new sword and said jokingly with a grin.

"Humph!"

Guan Yu's face darkened and he snorted coldly.

he!

Guan Yu!

Can’t lift the knife?

Are you kidding me?

In the vast wilderness, Dong's army and Liu's army faced each other from a distance, with their camps hundreds of meters apart. The atmosphere was heavy and solemn.

In Dong's army, Huang Zhong, clad in armor and holding a long sword, sat astride his warhorse, his eyes fixed on the opposing Liu army with the unwavering determination of a hawk. Behind him, a large flag fluttered in the wind, as if cheering them on.

The 20,000 soldiers behind him were well-equipped and in high spirits. Countless swords and spears flashed with a terrifying cold light in the sunlight.

On Liu's side, beside Liu Bei, Guan Yu stroked his long beard, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his Green Dragon Crescent Blade flashed with a cold light; Zhang Fei's eyes were wide open, and the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand seemed to want to drink blood, and the black horse under his crotch pawed its hooves restlessly.

"Liu Bei."

"You fled from the north to the south, and from the south to here."

"We only have so few soldiers and horses after all this time. Why not surrender quickly and allow the people to recuperate as soon as possible?"

Huang Zhong stroked his long beard and looked at Liu Bei opposite him.

"Han and traitors cannot coexist!"

"As a descendant of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bei must eliminate the enemy for his country."

"General Huang was a great hero, yet why did he help the thieves to usurp the Han Dynasty?"

"Why not join me and help me support the Han Dynasty?"

Liu Bei held his head high and chest out, with a faint smile on his face.

"Hahahaha!"

"What is a thief?"

"My lord, Dong Yu, has lofty ambitions and a courageous spirit that can swallow up mountains and rivers."

"When the people are the priority, the people under his rule live and work in peace and contentment, with adequate food and clothing. In contrast, the tyrannical Han Dynasty, starting with Emperors Huan and Ling, imposed heavy taxes and levies, leaving the people living in misery."

"Whether he is a thief or a hero, the people of the world will be able to tell for themselves."

"If my lord were a thief, how could he have such a vast territory and millions of soldiers?"

"Instead, it is you, the evil-minded ones, who are inciting the people to resist fate, causing all places to remain in the flames of war."

"If it weren't for your greed, the world would have been at peace for a long time."

"Who is the thief? Huang's eyes can tell, and the people of the world have the same discerning eyes."

Huang Zhong laughed out loud, his words full of disdain for Liu Bei's words.

No one expected that such a reckless military general could have such eloquence.

With reason and evidence, he pointed fingers at them from a firm moral high ground.

What is justice?

Justice is not the words of one person, but what is in line with the interests of the vast majority of people in the world.

"Shameless old thief!"