Only me in the world is normal

Chapter 600 Weird battlefield
Liu Bei is a classic image (young version), and Guan Yu, who looks anxious behind him, is similar.

Wearing mainly dark green clothes, wearing a dark green cape, a pair of red phoenix eyes that seem to be half-open, and taller than Zhang Fei.

According to modern terms, Liu Bei is close to 1.8 meters tall.

Zhang Fei is about 1.8 meters eight, basically the same size as Xia Yanzhen, and has developed rapidly horizontally.

Guan Yu is taller, more than two meters, enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tiamat—of course, he cannot compare in terms of stature.

Tiamat's figure is a combination of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Liu Bei held Xia Yanzhen's hand to express his kindness.

Guan Yu just squinted his eyes and looked at Xia Yanzhen, and there was indeed some meaning that his eyes were like lightning.

Xia Yanzhen accepted all the offensives of the two, and introduced his origin and identity with a smile, saying that he was a Kunlun monk, and he went down the mountain to wipe out the yellow scarf bandits, so as to restore the world to a bright future.

Liu Bei was naturally overjoyed, and pulled Xia Yanzhen to introduce him to Zou Jing.

On the way, he reminded Xia Yanzhen again: "Daoist Xia, the Yellow Scarves are making trouble. Now the imperial court and the common people don't have a good impression of Taoists and alchemists. Look at your status..."

"I'm a monk." Xia Yanzhen said, "I'm not a Taoist priest, well, it's almost the same."

"Master Xia might as well change his identity," Liu Bei said.

"It's okay, after killing a few more yellow scarf thieves, it doesn't matter if they are Taoist priests or not." Xia Yan really didn't care much, it was very troublesome to change names.

And when necessary, he can be an orthodox Taoist priest who kills the Yellow Turban Thief, or a demon who joins the Yellow Turban Thief.

Highlight a flexible.

"That's true." Liu Bei smiled, stopped persuading, and brought Xia Yanzhen to meet Zou Jing.

Zou Jing's position is the school lieutenant. Seeing Liu Bei recommending a Taoist priest with high martial arts skills, Zou Jing was not unhappy, but had a pleasant smile on his face. He welcomed Xia Yanzhen very much and treated Liu Bei very well.

Liu Bei, a "weaver of mats and sellers of shoes", actually has another identity besides the ethereal identity of the emperor's uncle after King Jing of Zhongshan, which is quite useful.

He is Lu Zhi's disciple.

Lu Zhi is a scholar-bureaucrat who is serious about the eight classics, and the ancestor of the Lu family of Fan Yang.

Now General Beizhong Lang, leading the soldiers of the Fifth Northern Army School, is pacifying the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou, and is the main force to pacify the Yellow Turban Army.

Liu Bei is under Lu Zhi's family, so the treatment is naturally unusual.

Even Xia Yanzhen was in the spotlight.

Zou Jing was encouraging Liu Bei, praising him for his success in recruiting soldiers, when someone hurriedly reported from outside, in a terrified tone, saying that the spies had sent news that the Yellow Turban bandits were approaching, tens of thousands of them, not far from Zhuo County.

"Who leads the army?"

Zou Jing did not panic.

The soldiers who came to report shook their heads, but fortunately, new news arrived soon.

This time it will be more detailed.

Cheng Yuanzhi, commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turban bandits, and Deng Mao, his deputy, commanded [-] troops to attack and take Zhuo County.

"Fifty thousand..." Zou Jing fell into deep thought.

5 people are already a lot, and the Yellow Turban Bandits set up 36 parties, of which more than [-] people are considered generous.

"Lieutenant, why don't my three brothers fight together with Daoist Xia, and we will definitely defeat the Yellow Turban Bandits!" Liu Bei wanted to help Zou Jing out of trouble.

"You? But there are only less than five hundred of you..." Zou Jing said.

Five hundred against fifty thousand, can I still have the advantage?

There are many refugees and bandits in the Yellow Turbans, and Zhang Jiao created the Taiping Dao. The Yellow Turbans have many believers, and they are extremely ferocious in combat, but they are not easy to deal with.

"The three of my brothers plus Daoist Xia are enough!"

Liu Bei's tone was firm and full of confidence, and he was short of issuing a military order.

"Alright, if you don't succeed and come back, don't be brave." Zou Jing said.

"Yes!"

Liu Bei took Xia Yanzhen and left in a hurry.

"[-] to [-], can you fight?" Xia Yan asked curiously.

"Yes, as long as you can kill the leader of the Yellow Turban Bandit and the enemy's momentum weakens, you will be able to defeat them." Liu Bei said, "Daoist Xia, you have fought against my third brother, what do you think of my third brother's martial arts skills?"

"Not bad." Xia Yanzhen said.

Liu Bei smiled: "Daoist Xia, it's not about bragging. My three brothers join forces, and there are not many people in the world who are opponents. When the time comes, behead the enemy first, and then go to the battle. When my three brothers can't bear it, Daoist Xia You take over temporarily, let us adjust our breath, and we will surely defeat the Yellow Turban Bandits!"

According to Liu Bei's meaning, it seems that there is no conspiracy, just relying on his own powerful combat power to kill through the opponent.

"Okay." Xia Yanzhen agreed.

Let's see what the battlefield of the three countries is like.

Back in the camp, Liu Bei began to call out soldiers, a total of 480 six people were called out, and they went straight out of the city.

Most of these soldiers have never experienced any combat and have not been trained.

Although equipped with long spears and spears as weapons, the clothes on his body are the original ones, without armor.

There were nearly 500 people, all of them infantry, and only four of Xia Yanzhen rode horses.

The horse I rode this time was much better. It was not the rough horse Zhang Fei used when recruiting soldiers, but a serious war horse.

Zou Jing couldn't provide much help, but at least he managed to settle the matter with the war horse.

Otherwise, there will be a battle before the battle, and one side will ride a horse while the other will walk, and the momentum will be directly weakened by three points.

Go all the way and come to the foot of Daxing Mountain.

Liu Bei said: "The terrain here is narrow. It is suitable for fighting more with less, and it is a necessary place to pass. Here, I am waiting for work and waiting for the Yellow Turban Bandits."

There are not many tactics, but there are some.

After stopping to rest, within less than a stick of incense, there was smoke and dust in the distance, and the [-] Yellow Turban Army formed a long snake and approached at an extremely fast speed.

These yellow scarf thieves all loose their hair and tie their yellow scarves on their heads. They have a distinctive image and are very easy to identify.

The first two, in addition to the yellow scarves, also wore helmets and rattan armor, which were more "high-end" than the three Liu Bei brothers.

Except for weapons, the three of Liu Bei had no armor on their bodies.

The Yellow Turbans stopped.

Qu Shuai Cheng Yuanzhi held a spear in his hand and pointed at Liu Bei and the others: "Who is here?"

The heads-up before the battle is the reserved link before the battle.

"After King Jing of Zhongshan, Liu Bei and Liu Xuande!" Liu Bei's voice was loud and clear, "You rebels, why don't you surrender sooner!"

"Ha!" Cheng Yuanzhi smiled shortly, "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

You say we are rebels, I tell you we are the future orthodoxy!

"You go."

After shouting half of the slogan, Cheng Yuanzhi signaled Deng Mao next to him to fight.

Deng Maoce stepped forward immediately: "Who comes up to lead the death!"

The weapon in his hand was a long-handled hammer with a head like a melon, and there were bloodstains on it.

"I come!"

Zhang Fei clamped the horse's belly, and stuck out the Zhangba Snake Spear in his hand.

He got angry at Xia Yanzhena yesterday, and today is just a chance to vent his anger.

Sitting on the horse, Deng Mao tilted his body, and while avoiding Zhang Ba Snake Spear, he swung the hammer to smash Zhang Fei's head.

But I didn't expect Zhang Ba Snake Spear to follow like a shadow, and I couldn't dodge it at all.

The sharp spearhead tore through the rattan armor and pierced through Deng Mao's chest.

A huge hole appeared, and Zhang Fei killed Deng Mao with a spear, picked him up, and threw him to the ground.

Blood flowed, and there was an inexplicable aura in the air.

Tiamat, who was leading the horse for Xia Yanzhen, narrowed his eyes and looked around.

"How courageous! Die for me!"

Lieutenant Deng Mao was beheaded in one round, Cheng Zhiyuan was furious, and he stepped forward to attack Zhang Fei without talking about martial arts.

But someone was faster than him, Guan Yu rode his horse, and the Qinglong Yanyue Saber in his hand-Lengyan saw a wave, a cyan brilliance flashed,
Feeling the sudden disappearance of the owner's "clamp force", the horse slowly stopped.

A line of blood appeared on the forehead of Cheng Zhiyuan above, and then blood gushed out, and the body fell apart on both sides.

Guan Yu still squinted his eyes, not looking at Cheng Zhiyuan directly.

The Qinglong Yanyue knife was not stained with blood.

Both of them kill the enemy together!
"The enemy general is dead, and all the soldiers follow me to fight against the Yellow Turban Bandit!" Liu Bei roared, raising his spear and charging into battle.

The rookies behind him also rushed over.

Led by the three brothers, like a sharp sword, it pierced into the heart of the Yellow Scarf.

After losing their general, the yellow turban bandits were defeated on the spot and could only flee in a hurry, unable to even do the most basic resistance.

"Sure enough, it's weird."

Xia Yanzhen sat upright and didn't move immediately.

In his line of sight, everyone on the battlefield was shrouded in a looming transparent mist?

On Liu Bei's side, a group of soldiers' transparent aura enveloped their bodies like flames, constantly jumping.

One by one, they turned into battle-tested old soldiers, not in the least intimidated by the blood and stumps, "raised the knife and fell", killing all directions.

A little longer, occasionally revealing the color of ferocious laughter.

It doesn't look normal.

"What did you see?" Xia Yanzhen asked.

"Fresh blood, the looming blood energy rises up, and everyone is enveloped." Tiamat said, "But it's not very obvious. I can only detect one or two after careful observation. In addition, the three of Liu Bei have the most blood energy covering their bodies, a large amount of blood energy Converge on them."

Xia Yanzhen looked at the three of Liu Bei, not to mention the real blood stained on their bodies.

In Xia Yanzhen's eyes, the transparent aura on the three of them was particularly strong, distorting their figures.

Those somewhat sloppy breaths occasionally formed roaring grimaces, as if they were about to get into their bodies.

But their expressions were not as ferocious and frantic as those soldiers, but rather calm.

after awhile.

"Shut up!"

Zhang Fei's face changed slightly, he pulled up the reins and stopped, let out a breath of foul air, and stopped chasing the scattered Yellow Turbans.

"Daoist Xia! The third brother needs to adjust his breath a little bit, and please lead someone to kill the enemy!"

Liu Bei shouted.

"Walk."

Holding an ordinary spear in his hand, Xia Yanzhen charged forward with Tiamat, chasing and killing the Yellow Turban Army.

A few minutes later, Xia Yanzhen asked, "How do you feel?"

He killed several Yellow Turban soldiers, but did not feel any change.

Those invisible breaths entangled in the soldiers did not affect him at all.

"It's a bit weird." Tiamat said, "The bloody aura around this battlefield makes people fearless and have the urge to kill! These ordinary soldiers should be easily overwhelmed by this aura. To degenerate, to become a beast that only knows how to kill."

Although these soldiers are fierce and unusual, they are not really crazy.

After a while, Tiamat said again: "If I feel that my guess is correct, it is Liu Bei and the other three as generals who bear the madness, thus ensuring the 'normal' of these soldiers."

It looked at the three of Liu Bei.

Except for the blood energy of Zhang Fei who stopped his hand gradually dissipating, the blood energy on Guan Yu and Liu Bei's body was already so thick that it couldn't be melted away, like a blood demon.

(End of this chapter)