Gou writes entries in the Three Kingdoms

Offshore waters of the South Asian subcontinent,
The Poyang was sailing on a calm sea, and the continent behind it was far, far away.

Liu Xuan stood on the Poyang, looked at Ashoka's scepter in his hand, smiled faintly, and took the scepter back into the space.

"Your Majesty, since this scepter can control most of the poisonous people, why does your Majesty disdain to use them?"

Zhao Yun stood behind him and asked puzzledly.

Liu Xuan smiled faintly and said, "There is no need. The living customs and religious beliefs of the Shendu people are different from those of the Han people. Forcibly assimilating them into Han people is not necessarily a good thing for the Han people."

"It's better to let them continue their original living habits and thrive on this continent."

Zhao Yun said: "Then your Majesty, aren't you afraid that they will be deceived and invade the Han Dynasty again?"

"Even if it happens, so what, I will never take these poisonous people seriously at any time." Liu Xuan said proudly,
"Zilong, you have also seen that with the current mental state and life philosophy of these poisonous people, if you give them another 2000 years, they will not be able to shake the big man."

Zhao Yun nodded in understanding and said no more words.

The Poyang sailed with lightning speed, leaving a trail of white foam on the sea.

When we returned to Guangling again, it was already the middle of winter.

It started to snow lightly in northern Yangzhou and Yuzhou.

This time of year was no longer suitable for going out to fight, so Liu Xuan had no choice but to send an order to Zhuge Liang, asking him to lead his army to temporarily withdraw to the north of the Han River and return to Yuzhou to rest.

The capital of Jihan, Xiangyang.

Liu Bei and Bishop Yousi stood on the city wall, watching Liu Xuan's army finally retreat in the wind and snow.

Liu Bei breathed a sigh of relief, "It's safe this winter. If it hadn't been for Sir's move of driving the poisonous man, Xiangyang City might not have been able to hold on to Liu Xuan's withdrawal."

Bishop Yousi did not have such a relaxed expression as Liu Bei,

"Your Majesty, we, the Yousi clan, have suffered too much in this defensive battle of Xiangyang."

Liu Bei's expression was startled, "Sir, what do you say? I see that in this battle, although the Yousi clan members suffered casualties, they were only normal battle loss ratios. Even because of the strength of the city wall, the number of soldiers killed and injured in this battle was compared with Liu Xuan's before." When fighting, it’s much less.”

"Although our Yousi clan members did not suffer many casualties, the method of driving the poisonous people has been broken by Liu Xuan, which is equivalent to the loss of nearly a million soldiers."

Liu Bei shook his head and said: "Although the Poison Warriors are numerous in number, they are not afraid of death. However, their combat power is too low and they have almost no weapons and equipment. I am not willing to fight against Liu Xuan's elite soldiers with their flesh and blood." Agree with this approach.”

"Since it can't be used anymore, then don't use it. If our Jingzhou soldiers can guard against Liu Xuan this winter, they may not be able to do so next year."

After saying that, Liu Bei ignored Bishop Yousi and went down to the city back to the palace.

The new capital of the Han Dynasty was built at Ye.

Zhuge Liang has returned to Jianye to report the battle situation to Liu Xuan.

"Your Majesty, all the soldiers who went on this expedition have returned to Yuzhou to rest and recuperate. Arrangements have been made for the compensation of seriously injured and killed soldiers. The morale of the soldiers has not dropped at all."

"The 30 regular troops and [-] special operations corps that went on the expedition had basically no battle losses. All attrition can be replenished this winter."

"In addition to the 20 ordinary legions, there are still 16 men who can fight. With these soldiers, we can immediately send troops to Xiangyang in the spring of next year to defeat Liu Bei in one battle."

After listening to Zhuge Liang's report, Liu Xuan nodded with satisfaction. After fighting for several months, there were not many soldiers killed or seriously injured. This was all due to the complete armor and equipment of Liu Xuan's army.

"Very good, Wen He. This winter, we must prepare all the food and grass supplies for next spring's expedition. We must not let Liu Bei and Yousi have a chance to breathe." Liu Xuan ordered Jia Xu.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. We have been running Yangzhou for many years, and the most important thing is food."

Just as he was talking, Gan Ning asked to see him outside the palace, and Liu Xuan quickly called Gan Ning in.

"Your Majesty, in the battle this winter, the naval force had a bad start. It was all because Gan Ning was not fully prepared. However, after research with the craftsmen from Guangling Workshop, I finally overcame the problem of the warship's paddle wheel getting stuck. If we fight again next year, we will definitely win. Nothing can stop our navy."

Liu Xuan was very pleased, "Okay, in that case, the soldiers will rest for the time being this winter. In the spring of next year, the three armies will go out together to decide the outcome in one battle."

Xiangyang City, an underground palace somewhere in the city.

Bishop Yousi came to the underground palace accompanied by several believers.
There are quite a few people coming and going in the underground palace, but judging by their appearance, they are all Gossamers.

Bishop Yousi walked to a secret room, where an old man with bald hair was lying on the table studying something.

On the wooden table, there was a basin of dark green liquid.

The bald old man dipped his finger into a drop of dark green liquid, put it to his mouth and sucked it.
The next moment, the old man's eyes turned white, his whole body was shaking, and he was lying on the table as if he had been electrocuted.
After a long time, the old man opened his eyes quietly, with a strange smile on his face.
At this time, Bishop Yousi and his party happened to walk to the door of the secret room.

"High Priest, how are your research results going?"

Obviously, this bald old man is the high priest mentioned by the bishop.

"Jie Jie Jie, I have lived up to the bishop's trust. This potion has been successful."

The bald high priest smiled strangely, pointed at the basin of dark green liquid on the table and said to the Master Gossamer,

"This basin is enough for millions of people to listen to the bishop's orders."

"But there is one thing. People who take the medicine must be sincerely willing to take it. Otherwise, you cannot control their beliefs."

Bishop Yousi's face showed joy, "One million people are enough. Plus hundreds of thousands of warriors from our Yousi tribe, when Liu Xuan's army comes again, he will definitely make it impossible for him to come back, hahahahaha."

Bishop Yousi left the underground palace and went straight to the palace.

"Mr. Bishop, it is still the Chinese New Year. You don't have much time to rest at home, so why did you come to see me?"

Bishop Yousi said to Liu Bei with a serious face,

"Your Majesty, once the Han Chinese New Year is over, I'm afraid Liu Xuan will send troops again. Do we have to prepare in advance?"

"So it's because of this," Liu Bei said. Although he became serious, he was not too worried.
"We have made all the defensive preparations we can. There will definitely be a battle with Liu Xuan in the coming year. However, judging from the battle last winter, although Liu Xuan has many elite soldiers and complete equipment, he is not invincible."

"It has only been more than a month, and it is impossible for Liu Xuan to suddenly increase his troops. Therefore, I think this spring's battle will be similar to last year. As long as it is delayed longer, the battle situation will be more beneficial to us."

"Is this your Majesty's strategy?" Bishop Yousi asked Liu Bei with some displeasure.

"It's not wise to pin your hopes of victory on your opponent's choice."

Liu Bei narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Bishop Yousi, "Does sir have a better strategy?"

"Not bad," Bishop Yousi's eyes were also bright and restrained, looking straight at Liu Bei,

"If I can create another million soldiers, Your Majesty, do you think we still need to wait for Liu Xuan to attack?" (End of Chapter)