Three Kingdoms: Ten Times Speed, Diao Chan Says I'm Too Fast

"pass!"

As soon as Duan Yu finished speaking, four people quickly walked into the hall.

Of the four people, Duan Yu knew two of them.

Jiang Xu, who came all the way from Hanyang, and Cao Ren, Cao Cao's cousin.

The remaining two were a boy of about ten years old and a burly man whose build was very similar to Duan Yu's.

The burly man had dry, yellow hair and slightly yellowish pupils, resembling tiger eyes, and exuded an extremely fierce aura.

Although it was the first time Duan Yu had met this person, he immediately recognized him as a formidable general.

Moreover, they were extremely brave.

Even the two black dogs lying next to Duan Yu stood on end with their fur standing on end upon seeing him, and let out threatening growls.

Animals have far stronger instincts and senses than humans.

When faced with a dangerous object, they will immediately react to stress.

However, there are very few things that can elicit a stress response from Dahei and Xiaohei.

The person in front of me is one of them.

Duan Yu looked the man up and down and had some guesses in his mind.

Two short halberds, each about an inch long, were stuck behind this man, and the muscles in his arms bulged so high they almost burst through his sleeves.

The character 寻 is a unit of length. The Shuowen Jiezi (a dictionary of Chinese characters) states that twice the length of a person's arm is called 寻, which is eight chi (尺).

In other words, one *xun* is equivalent to eight *chi*.

The units of length used in the Han Dynasty differed from those used in later periods.

The names are also different.

During the Han Dynasty, the units of length were cun, chi, bu, zhang, yin, and li.

One foot in the Eastern Han Dynasty was equivalent to 23.4 centimeters, and one li was only 420 meters, not the 500 meters of later times.

This was something Duan Yu only learned later in life.

For example, the Book of Han records that the journey from Luoyang to Dayuan in the Western Regions was nearly 20,000 li. If we calculate according to later times, this distance is obviously incorrect.

One reason is that later highways and various modes of transportation no longer require detours.

However, during this period, the measuring tools and weighing methods were different from those of later times, and the various road conditions also contributed to the existence of such records.

The short halberd behind the burly man, when converted to eight feet, is about 1.8 meters long. In later times, eight feet would be about 2.5 meters long.

Such a physique, coupled with the use of such a weapon.

The only person Duan Yu could think of was Dian Wei.

Cao Cao is currently serving as the Governor of Yan Province, and Dian Wei happens to be from Chenliu in Yan Province.

Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, Dian Wei ended up under Cao Cao's command.

As for the boy Duan Yu, who was around ten years old, no one knew who he was.

"Why is Zixiao here?" Duan Yu asked Cao Ren curiously. "Weren't you in Yanzhou with your elder brother?"

However, just as Duan Yu finished speaking...

Cao Ren suddenly knelt down on the ground.

“Zixiu, this is your uncle, Marquis Ji. Kneel down,” Cao Ren said to Xiao Cao Ang, who was kneeling on the ground.

Zixiu?

Duan Yu was taken aback. Wasn't this Cao Cao's eldest son?

Cao Cao had mentioned to him before that his eldest son was exceptionally talented and had the potential to become a great general.

When he said all this, Duan Yu's son and daughter had not yet been born, and Cao Cao was still showing off in front of him.

Following Cao Ren's words, Xiao Cao Ang knelt down beside Cao Ren.

Even Dian Wei, who stood like an iron tower to the side, knelt on the other side of Cao Ren.

Jiang Xu, standing to the side, had a solemn expression.

Duan Yu was taken aback when he saw the three people who suddenly knelt down in front of him.

Then he turned his gaze to Jiang Xu, who had a solemn expression.

It seemed as if they were asking Jiang Xu what was wrong.

Before Duan Yu could ask any questions, Cao Ren had already kowtowed to the ground.

"Lord Ji... my elder brother... my elder brother... has died in battle!"

hum!

As soon as Cao Ren finished speaking, Duan Yu felt a buzzing sound in his mind.

His body swayed involuntarily, and his eyes glazed over briefly.

"You... what did you say?" Duan Yu looked at Cao Ren in disbelief. "What did you say?"

"What happened to Mengde?"

"What do you think happened to Mengde?"

With his head pressed to the ground, Cao Ren cried out in anguish, "My elder brother... has died in battle!"

"impossible!"

Duan Yu frowned and shook his head: "How is that possible!"

"Cao Cao has tens of thousands of troops in Yanzhou. Who can kill him?"

"impossible!"

Although he said it was impossible, Duan Yu was already deeply saddened.

He was unwilling to admit it because Cao Cao was one of his few close friends.

Since I transmigrated here, there have been more and more people around me.

But there are very few people who can truly be called friends.

Tie Shitou, Wang Hunu, Liu Baitu, and Chen Qing'an, who were among the first people he met, could all be considered his younger brothers.

Later, Zhang Liao, Zhang Xun, and those who joined his ranks could only be called his subordinates.

Even Jia Xu and others cannot be called friends; at most, they can be considered half-friends.

He could ask Jia Xu and others how to handle government affairs and how to plan for the future, but he could not treat them as friends.

Superior and subordinate are simply superior and subordinate.

As the absolute ruler of Liangzhou, a ruler at the very top, he could love his soldiers like his own children and be considerate of his subordinates, but he could not befriend his soldiers and subordinates, because this was a great sacrifice for a ruler.

What is a friend?

It is a heart-to-heart talk between two people, a confidant when there is some bitterness that cannot be spoken to others.

When you are in trouble, he will come to your aid from thousands of miles away without hesitation, seeking no personal gain, only friendship.

When he first arrived in Luoyang and met Cao Cao and Yuan Shao, the two men were extremely loyal to him.

Given the status of Cao Cao and Yuan Shao at the time, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that their association with him was akin to a high-level friendship.

Later, when he went to Liangzhou and faced the Qiang people, the two men came from Luoyang, a great distance away, to help him fight in Liangzhou.

When he was trapped in Yunwu City, he was willing to entrust his life and fortune to Cao Cao and Yuan Shao.

This is what a friend is.

In gratitude and out of a sense of guilt, he gifted more than three thousand warhorses to Cao Cao.

They met again during the campaign against the Yellow Turbans and became comrades-in-arms once more.

In fact, Duan Yu could be considered a friend.

Only Cao Cao and Yuan Shao remained.

There was a time when he wondered how he would face Cao Cao if history were truly as it had been, and Cao Cao were to grow into that treacherous warlord of a chaotic era.

Could the two of them stand facing off with knives in hand?

Or, if he had become like Dong Zhuo, holding the emperor hostage to command the world, would Cao Cao, as in history, have gathered an alliance and launched a military campaign against him?

Duan Yu thought it wouldn't happen.

He felt that Cao Cao would stand by his side without hesitation.

He wasn't so confident about dealing with Yuan Shao, but he was absolutely certain about dealing with Cao Cao.

Therefore, he never considered how the struggle for supremacy would affect Cao Cao in the future.

He had even planned out an escape route for Cao Cao.

But he never imagined that Cao Cao would die.

"who!"

Duan Yu almost ground his back teeth to powder as he carried Cao Ren.

The rage surging in his eyes seemed capable of burning mountains and boiling seas.

"Who killed Mengde!" Duan Yu asked through gritted teeth.

"Zhang Rao!"

Zhang Rao?

Duan Yu frowned.

What insignificant nobody? He'd never heard of him before.

"It is Zhang Rao, the commander of the Qingzhou Army."

Zhang Rao, the commander of the Qingzhou army?

Duan Yu suddenly seemed to remember something.

When Kong Rong served as the Chancellor of Beihai, he was defeated by a Yellow Turban army several times.

The man who defeated Kong Rong was named Zhang Rao, a leader of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou, with two to three hundred thousand soldiers under his command.

Even after learning who Zhang Rao was, Duan Yu still didn't believe that Cao Cao would be killed by Zhang Rao.

Although at this time Cao Cao had not yet grown into the cunning and ruthless Cao Cao he would become later, he had not experienced so much, had not become corrupted, and did not have much experience in military campaigns.

But Cao Cao is Cao Cao; his military talent is beyond doubt.

Yanzhou has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, as well as warhorses he has provided.

Even if Zhang Rao had two or three hundred thousand men, he did not believe that Zhang Rao could defeat Cao Cao in a head-on confrontation.

Historically, Cao Cao's rise to power was triggered by the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Qingzhou.

At that time, Cao Cao also occupied Yanzhou, and after gathering a million Yellow Turban rebels from Qingzhou, he formed a Qingzhou army of 300,000 men, and then he overcame all obstacles.

History's destiny arranged for Cao Cao to once again face Duan Yu of the Qingzhou army, a situation that was understandable.

But how did Zhang Rao defeat Cao Cao?

Duan Yu knew that anger should not cloud his judgment.

So instead of denying it, he looked at Cao Ren and asked Cao Cao how he died.

Cao Ren recounted the entire story in detail, including how Liu Bei, then the Chancellor of Langya, had intervened.

Afterwards, Liu Bei recounted in detail how he prevented them from taking revenge.

"Marquis Ji..."

With tears in his eyes, Cao Ren said, "Before my elder brother passed away, he told me to bring Zixiu to find Marquis Ji and ask him to avenge him."

"My elder brother specifically instructed me to bring his eldest son, Zixiu."

"My elder brother believes that Marquis Ji will definitely avenge him."

"We were blinded by hatred at the time and only wanted to avenge our elder brother, which ultimately led to that treacherous Liu Bei writing to the court to impeach us."

"We had no choice but to come and seek refuge with Marquis Ji after being reprimanded by the imperial court."

"Please, Marquis Ji, take me in."

After saying this, Cao Ren kowtowed to the ground again.

Duan Yu took a deep breath, then walked around the table in front of him to Cao Ren, and then reached out to help the kneeling Cao Ang up.

Young Cao Ang had a resolute gaze, and although his eyes were filled with tears, he did not burst into tears.

"He is Mengde's good son," Duan Yu said softly, then pulled him into his arms.

"The son of Mengde is the son of this lord, and the enemy of Mengde is the enemy of this lord."

“Get up, Zixiao. As long as I am here, as long as you are in Liangzhou, no one has the ability to harm you.”

"I will avenge Mengde! No matter who Zhang Rao has allied with, he will die!"

"These are my words, and no one can stop him!"