Three Kingdoms: My Strategy Simulator

Chapter 14: Real Swearing War

The day after tomorrow, early morning.

The Yellow Turban camps were spread out for miles.

Compared with the camp set up by the soldiers led by Liu Bei and Guan Yu, the Yellow Turban camp looked like a group of refugees from a distance. Not only did it not have any regulations, it did not even have the most basic tent for the Yellow Turbans to rest.

Seven or eight scattered people in the Yellow Turban huddled together to keep each other warm, but they were still shivering in the cold in the land of Youyan in early spring.

And as the morning sun rises from the sky, there will always be many old, weak, women and children who will never be able to open their eyes in their sleep.

In this regard, except for some relatives who would cry bitterly because of this, the rest of the Yellow Turbans were obviously completely numb.

Only in the central area of ​​the Yellow Turban camp were tents arranged for men with yellow turban strips on their heads to rest.

As the yellow turban thieves wearing yellow scarves began to light a fire and cook, the aroma that floated in the camp from time to time also made the old, weak, women and children open their longing eyes to look at the nearest yellow turban thief from time to time.

Although these old, weak, women and children knew very well that the fragrant corn had nothing to do with them, and half a hard flatbread every day was the food allocated to them, their instinctive desire still made them instinctively look at the corn.

When the Yellow Turban thieves began to eat, neat slogans echoed three times throughout the camp.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous."

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous."

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be prosperous."

Among them, some of the Taiping Taoists, who in addition to wearing yellow scarves on their heads and wearing simple Minghuang Taoist robes, would hold a bowl of corn rice in their hands, followed by dozens of yellow scarf thieves carrying blackened cakes and begin to wander around the camp, showing compassion on their faces. The land assigned Yellow Turban thieves to distribute the pie.

Every time an old, weak, woman or child receives a small piece of cake, they must recite devoutly, "Huang Tian is above, I respectfully receive the gift of the great sage and mentor, and may the world of great harmony come soon."

As for those Taiping Taoists wearing Taoist robes, their eyes were constantly looking at the surrounding believers who "voluntarily" followed Huang Tian.

Then he stopped in front of each strong young man, testing their faith in Huang Tian.

If it passes, he will be given the corn growing under the yellow sky and the yellow scarf consecrated by the great virtuous master, and put it into the Tao of Taiping.

Under this model, many "voluntary" believers gradually forgot that the so-called corn was actually plundered from their homes.

Waking up early every morning and being driven away by the Yellow Turban thieves until they were allowed to rest at night had already made these believers extremely exhausted physically and mentally.

Under the temptation of bowls of corn and rice, the Yellow Turban thieves continued to assimilate the young and strong from those who were forcibly absorbed into the Yellow Turban crowd.

In front of a large tent in the center of the camp, a yellow turban warrior with hunched muscles and markings on his face that are not found in ordinary yellow turban thieves placed three dishes and one soup on the tray held by both hands, and then said with reverence He spoke.

"Lord Qu Shuai, breakfast is ready."

A somewhat lazy and old-fashioned low voice sounded in the big tent.

"come in."

"Yes."

The yellow scarf warrior opened the curtain and ducked into the big tent with his head lowered. He was careful not to look at the big bed in the center of the big tent and to avoid offending Qu Shuai, who had been preaching to the ignorant believers all night last night. grown ups.

Afterwards, the yellow scarf warrior placed the tray on the table and quickly bowed and exited the tent.

The aroma of the sumptuous dishes on the tray also woke up the naked girl who was sleeping on the bed.

Instinctively, the hungry girl crawled and rolled over to the table, picked up the food with both hands and stuffed it into her mouth.

This move also annoyed the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Cheng Yuanzhi, who was lying on the bed with a yellow scarf tied on his forehead and his whole body looked as majestic as a tiger and a bear.

Cheng Yuanzhi stood up slowly, raised the long-handled sword placed beside the bed, and suddenly slashed it at the girl who was kneeling on the ground with her back to him, wolfing down the food.

"Woo!"

The girl who was cut in two still had food stuffed in her mouth before she died. She didn't even have time to scream, and she died completely with a burst of whimpering. The spattered blood dyed half of the tent red.

This movement also alarmed the yellow scarf warriors guarding outside the big tent.

Two yellow scarf warriors holding broadswords quickly broke in.

"Lord Qu Shuai!"

Cheng Yuanzhi kicked away the half-body body in front of him, sat down in front of the blood-stained table, and said while enjoying his meal.

"I'm fine with Qu Shuai. It's just that this believer was possessed by an evil spirit after all and was controlled by the sky. He had to be killed on the spot. You can deal with it later."

"Yes."

Upon hearing this, the yellow scarf warriors bowed respectfully, looked at the body of the girl possessed by the demon with disgust and hatred in their eyes, and each of them dragged a piece of it away from the tent.

Outside the big tent, a man with a yellow scarf tied on his forehead, who was rare among the yellow scarf thieves and wore armor, happened to see this scene, and his expression couldn't help but feel helpless.

When the two yellow scarf warriors saw the man, they also stopped and saluted.

"Greetings to Mr. Deputy Qushuai."

"Go ahead and bury this girl alive."

After speaking, Deputy Qu Shuai Deng Mao walked straight into the tent.

Cheng Yuanzhi looked at Deng Mao who walked in, pointed to the seat next to him, and said.

"Junior brother, are you here? Let's have a meal together."

"Thank you, senior brother, but I have already eaten."

Deng Mao responded, then handed the bamboo slip in his hand to Cheng Yuanzhi and said.

"The spies in Zhuo County reported that a few days ago, the governor of Zhuo County, Liu Yan, sent the thief Cao Liu Bei to lead two thousand soldiers out of the city. Now his whereabouts are unknown."

Cheng Yuanzhi paused with his oily palms, grinned, and asked. "How many?"

"Two thousand." Deng Mao repeated.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't help laughing out loud and said.

"Then Liu Yan is a member of the Han clan after all, and he actually sent two thousand soldiers out of the city to die like this? His brain is really inferior to that of his junior brother, but he just doesn't know what will happen to his body as a member of the Han clan?"

This sentence made Deng Mao's face look slightly ugly, but he quickly returned to normal and reminded him. "Liu Yan is over forty years old."

Cheng Yuanzhi said calmly.

"Forty years also has its wonderful features. Junior brother, you are pedantic. Don't bring the same behavior as a scholar into Taiping Dao. What our Taiping Dao emphasizes is that everyone is equal. No matter men, women, old or young, they must be treated the same. ." When Deng Mao heard this, the fluctuation of his chest could not help but become significantly larger, and reminded him.

"Senior Brother, if your behavior is known to the Great Sage Master, you may be hated by the Great Sage Master. Don't forget that Senior Brother's mother is still in Julu. If Senior Brother's mother knows that you have violated the Great Sage Master's order, He might be disgusted by the great virtuous master, or he might even commit suicide in order to seek the great virtuous master’s forgiveness.”

Immediately, Cheng Yuanzhi's expression froze, and his eyes looking at Deng Mao were full of murderous intent. His burly body exuded a majestic aura, and Deng Mao couldn't help but instinctively retreated.

"Humph!"

Immediately, Cheng Yuanzhi snorted coldly, his aura dissipated, and continued eating and drinking, saying disapprovingly.

"The great virtuous master is currently fighting fiercely with the imperial troops led by the thief Lu Zhi in Guangzong County. If I lead the Taiping Dao Whale to swallow up half of Youzhou, bring hundreds of thousands of troops down from the north, and support Huang Tian to defeat Cangtian, How could a great and wise master care about such trivial matters?"

After a pause, Cheng Yuanzhi asked casually.

"Junior brother, how long is it until Zhuoxian?"

"It will take another two days to reach Zhuoxian." Deng Mao replied.

"Have you sent someone to deal with that annoying Yan man Zhang Yide? It seems that the march has been much quieter in the past two days." Cheng Yuanzhi then asked.

"Huh? No." Deng Mao replied.

At this moment, a sound like thunder echoed throughout the entire Yellow Turban camp.

"Thief, your Grandpa Zhang is here too!!!"

In an instant, the corners of Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao's mouths couldn't help but twitch.

If the Yellow Turbans led by Cheng Yuanzhi have been extremely successful since they entered Zhuo County, then Zhang Fei is the only disgusting existence that makes Cheng Yuanzhi and Deng Mao feel extremely annoyed.

……

At the same time, a hundred steps away from the Yellow Turban camp, Zhang Fei, who was leading Yanyun's Eighteen Cavalry, roared to announce his arrival, then took out his kit from his arms and opened it to read.

The next moment, Zhang Fei's expression changed obviously as he looked at the brocade bag, and even the palm holding the brocade bag trembled faintly.

Zhang Fei, who has always been fearless, looked at the one sentence technique on the kit and felt that his three views seemed to be polluted and even feared by it.

"Could this really be written by Mr. Zikun?"

Zhang Fei murmured something with his eyes a little distracted, and he couldn't help but think of Li Ji's elegant and indifferent posture with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. He felt that the words in the kit seemed to be in no way connected with the elegant and easy-going Li Ji. .

In fact, Zhang Fei couldn't help but hesitate whether he really wanted to act according to what the tips said.

However, as the faces of Liu Bei, Guan Yu and a large number of Zhuojun's fellow villagers appeared in Zhang Fei's mind, the other mistakes he had made, as well as Li Jina's sincere trust.

[Yide, please remember that our lives are all in your hands. Remember to act according to the tips. 】

If he had seen the contents of the kit before, Zhang Fei would have had to argue with Li Ji, but at this moment Zhang Fei could only grit his teeth and take a deep breath, and the sound like thunder echoed throughout the camp again. among.

"Cheng Yuanzhi, I want to fuck your ancestors for eight lifetimes!"

"Your fucking ancestors have been Han people for eighteen generations. Now why are you betraying the Han people for the sake of a great virtuous master? Betraying your own ancestors for eight generations? Did the great virtuous master fill your whole body, including your mind, with something? All eyes?"

"Don't think that the handsomeness you gained in exchange for all your eyes is very impressive. In fact, you are just a pitiful person. Didn't everything go well in the first half of your life? You can only lie in the dark ditch like a bed bug..."

"So now that a villain has succeeded, he thinks that he is different and no longer an ordinary citizen, and starts to rob and humiliate the common people?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

"I know you are from Julu, Jizhou. Just wait for me. I will rush to Julu in a moment. Don't think I am joking when I say I want to fuck your ancestors for eight lifetimes."

"If I find your mother, your mother will suffer a lot!"

"Even when I find your ancestral grave, I will dig up all your ancestral graves. And since you like to be a dog for the great virtuous teacher so much, then I will drag a group of wild dogs to your ancestral grave every night to feed them medicine and mate. Let your eight generations of ancestors open Yinpa together."

"In this matter, I am still at a disadvantage. Your mother gave birth to such an unfaithful and unjust thing like you. I have to work tirelessly to let your mother experience the essence of loyalty, and then give you a loyal one. My brother comes out so that I can teach you a lesson."

"But don't call me daddy when the time comes. I don't want an unfaithful and unjust son like you!!!"

As Zhang Fei's voice was a little bumpy at the beginning, it became smoother and smoother as it went on. Zhang Fei even felt as if he had opened a door to a new world invisibly.

It turns out that this is the real war of words...

In the past, when Zhang Fei scolded someone, he had to work hard to find ways to use scriptures to scold the other person for being disloyal, unjust, unkind, and unfilial. Thieves and the like.

However, now Zhang Fei suddenly realized the long river that spans morality and reason, and directly starts from the root of the other party to deny the other party's existence.

This kind of scolding battle that often brought the whole family to heaven completely made Zhang Fei seem to realize a whole new realm.

At first, Zhang Fei felt that it was too dirty to curse people like this. The moral condemnation made Zhang Fei resist from the inside out. But after he really opened his mouth, Zhang Fei unknowingly indulged in the feeling of pleasure, even to a certain extent. I incorporated my own understanding into the words written in the tips and created my own innovation.

Especially with Zhang Fei's voice that can be heard for miles with just one mouthful, like thunder, the entire Yellow Turban camp fell into a kind of deathly silence for dozens of breaths, and everyone was almost in a state of silence. Dazed for a moment.

Most of the illiterate people at the bottom can only get a rough idea of ​​the normal verbal scolding, but Zhang Fei's series of verbal scoldings in plain language are undoubtedly understandable to everyone.

In the big tent, Cheng Yuanzhi, who was stunned by the scolding for a moment, reacted and became furious.

"puff!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out directly.

But Cheng Yuanzhi did not fall. Instead, his eyes were as red as an evil spirit. He picked up a long-handled sword and rushed out of the tent, roaring hysterically.

"Zhang Fei, I will never be a human until I kill you!!!"

"All believers who can ride horses, join me immediately!"

Deng Mao, who was a step too slow to react, rushed out and shouted. "Wait, senior brother..."

However, before Deng Mao could finish speaking, Cheng Yuanzhi kicked Deng Mao to the ground, pointed the long-handled sword at Deng Mao, and gasped angrily.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

……

In a col in Daxing Mountain, Liu Bei looked to the south worriedly and said.

"Zikun, can Yide really succeed? What does that say on the kit?"

The elegant and easy-going Li Ji smiled confidently and replied. "Brother Xuande, don't worry. As long as Yide acts according to the plan, you have nothing to worry about."

(End of this chapter)