When Ji Han and his men traveled to the Three Kingdoms crew

Chapter 346 What are Eight Hundred Swordsmen?

A few days passed in a flash.

A camp adjacent to the last pass of Youzhou.

According to common sense, the security here is so tight that even if it is not so tight that even birds cannot fly over it, it is absolutely impossible for Wuhuan people to appear here.

However, what was unexpected was that since the hour of Yin, the Wuhuan people outside the Great Wall were like crazy, and arrived here one after another through the gate.

Looking at the Wuhuan people who were not dressed like Han people one after another, Zhang Xing's heart was filled with pride and honor. They had done everything that Liu Biao asked them to do.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang."

A strange Han voice came from behind him. Zhang Xing turned his head and saw that the people coming were actually a few burly Wuhuan people.

A trace of contempt flashed in Zhang Xing's eyes. The leader was named Wuyan, who once called himself King Khanlu. He had more than 800 tribesmen. Even though he was not as good as Qiuliju, he was still a well-known figure among the Wuhuan.

He was one of the Wuhuan leaders who hated Gongsun Zan the most.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xing's eyes flashed with disdain, and he quickly put on a smile, "So it's Brother Wu Yan, I don't know why I should be happy?"

"Alas, I have received the governor's love and there is even the possibility of marrying him. How come I don't even get a word of congratulations?" Wu Yan said with a smile.

Zhang Xing shook his head, but the corners of his mouth were almost raised to the sky, "Brother Wu Yan, this is wrong."

Just as he was about to say something, the guard at the entrance of the camp raised his voice and shouted, "The surrendered captain Gongsun Bogui has arrived!"

The sudden sound made everyone present feel like they were facing a great enemy.

Wu Yan and Zhang Xing were even more frightened. They looked towards the camp gate with difficulty and saw a general in armor walking towards them with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

Gongsun, Gongsun Bogui!
Wu Yan roared in his heart, he would not mistake that face, it was Gongsun Zan who captured Qiuliju!
Gongsun Zan naturally noticed Wu Yan's gaze, but he didn't take it to heart at all and didn't want to say a word. He snorted coldly and never looked at Wu Yan directly from beginning to end.

Unlike Wu Yan, Zhang Xing came to his senses immediately. This banquet was originally prepared for Gongsun Zan, so what did he have to fear?
He smiled and clasped his fists towards Gongsun Zan: "General Gongsun, please follow me. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hmph." Gongsun Zan looked down upon Zhang Xing. He knew very well that except for certain people, all those who appeared here wanted to kill him. How could he possibly give them a good face?

Gongsun Zan curled his lips and said coldly, "Lead the way."

After watching Gongsun Zan leave, Wu Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The other Wuhuan people who were watching said with lingering fear: "That person just now was Gongsun Bogui? He almost made me breathless."

"Waste!" Before Wu Yan could speak, another Wuhuan man shouted, "Gongsun Bogui is just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. He should be the one to be afraid!"

"That's enough." Wu Yan frowned and stopped the quarrel between the two people. "If Gongsun Bogui finds out, all our efforts will be wasted. Keep your voices down!"

The Wuhuan people looked at each other and lowered their voices. They were still afraid of the powerful Wuyan.

Seeing this, Wu Yan nodded with satisfaction, looked at the direction where Gongsun Zan left, and recalled Zhang Xing's performance of being arrogant at first and then respectful. He couldn't help but sigh, the Han people were really cunning, no wonder we had to submit to them.

"Your Majesty?"

The follower's voice rang in Wu Yan's ears, and Wu Yan came back to his senses, "Let's go to the tent and attend the banquet!"

In the tent, Wu Yan finally met the new governor Liu Biao Liu Jingsheng.

Liu Biao was so humble that even Wu Yan found it unbelievable.

Liu Biao grabbed Gongsun Zan's sleeve and said respectfully, "General Gongsun, please, please take a seat."

"Hmph, that's how it should be!" Gongsun Zan snorted coldly and sat down on the main seat, but in his heart he said sorry to Liu Biao.

He looked around and saw Wuhuan people of different sizes, many of whom were familiar faces. This made him secretly surprised: Governor Liu was really amazing. He managed to gather all the Wuhuan people together in such a short time.

Zhang Xing saw Gongsun Zan's reaction and thought: Gongsun Bogui, you must be dazzled by the overwhelming military achievements in front of you. It's a pity that you will die here today!
Although he thought so in his heart, Zhang Xing still smiled at Gongsun Zan.

Liu Biao complained in annoyance: "Banquet, banquet, how can a banquet be without beautiful women dancing with you, how can a banquet be without good wine and good meat?"

Zhang Xing clapped his hands. Dozens of dancers dressed in gorgeous long gowns filed in. The musicians who had been preparing for a long time plucked the strings of the harp. The graceful music flowed from the fingertips of the musicians, and the dancers also danced to the music.

"General Gongsun, please!" Liu Biao raised the wine glass towards Gongsun Zan.

Gongsun Zan was unmoved. He stared at Liu Biao's wine glass and suddenly said, "I want to change the wine and the wine cup."

"Okay." Liu Biao agreed immediately. When he was about to call for help, Gongsun Zan raised his hand to stop him. He stared at Liu Biao with a burning gaze, "I want yours."

Zhang Xing raised his lips slightly, and cast a contemptuous look at Gongsun Zan: Gongsun, a common man, is so alert? But it's too late!
All the Wuhuan people present burst into cold laughter and said, "Gongsun Bogui, drink it, drink it. This is your last wine!"

"Why not?"

Gongsun Zan was quite annoyed when he saw that Liu Biao did not respond immediately. He was not in the mood to watch the dancers. He asked, "Are all of them here?"

Liu Biao looked at Zhang Xing. Although Zhang Xing felt something was wrong, he still nodded and said, "Everyone is here."

Hearing these four words, Gongsun Zan could no longer sit still. He stood up and looked at everyone with disdain, "I came here to see the Wuhuan people and ask for forgiveness! Not to drink and have fun with you!"

Guilty
Hearing this word, all the Wuhuan people's faces turned black. They had close exchanges with the Han people and understood the meaning of certain words. They were well aware of the phrase "carrying a thorn stick to ask for forgiveness". It was undoubtedly a huge shame for them to carry a thorn stick to ask for forgiveness to Gongsun Zan, who had killed their people.

Zhang Xing stood up and tried to persuade him: "General Gongsun, how can you hold someone accountable right from the start?"

"Shut up, you brat!" Gongsun Zan scolded him without any politeness.

The musician's strings broke at this moment, and the musicians and dancers showed panic-stricken expressions, while the others looked at Gongsun Zan in disbelief.

Zhang Xing's expression darkened instantly. He simply stopped pretending and sneered, "Gongsun Bogui, I wanted to send you off on your last journey, but you didn't know that I was being nice. Envoy, there's no need to waste your breath on such a person. Tell me whether I'm right or not!"

The scholars at the banquet echoed, "Zhang Jun is right, Zhang Jun is right!"

Even the Wuhuan people came to get involved, with Wu Yan taking the lead and saying, "Yes! Yes, yes, yes!"

In the blink of an eye, the pleasant banquet turned into a meeting to denounce Gongsun Zan. Listening to everyone's cordial greetings to Gongsun Zan in vulgar words, Zhang Xing looked at Gongsun Zan complacently.

However, Zhang Xing soon realized that something was wrong. Hadn't he just told Liu Biao to smash the cup as a signal to attract the executioners?
Why hasn’t Liu Biao taken any action yet?

Just as Zhang Xing was about to ask Liu Biao, Liu Biao slowly stood up with a calm face. Facing everyone, he picked up the wine glass and smashed it hard on the ground.

This smash shattered all the doubts of Zhang Xing and others, making them smile and look like they were enjoying a good show. Gongsun Bogui's death in the chaos of swords was truly heart-stirring!
As the executioners came in, the smiles on Zhang Xing and the others' faces froze completely.

And slow!

Why were the executioners coming towards them?

Zhang Xing woke up as if from a dream, and looked at Liu Biao in horror. Could it be that Liu Biao was deceiving us? !

How can it be? !
His eyes were wide open, bloodshot.

"Liu Jingsheng, how can you rule Youzhou without me?!"

Gongsun Zan spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground and said disdainfully: "Who the hell are you? Are you qualified to negotiate with my brother?"

brother?

How can it be?

It’s over, it’s over, the clan is over!
I regret it!
Zhang Xing looked at the indifferent Liu Biao. He knew that everything was done by Liu Biao. But no matter how much he regretted it, it was too late. The eight hundred swordsmen moved swiftly. His neck was as crisp as white paper under the swordsmen's axes, and his head was chopped off with one axe.

Accompanied by wailing, the scholars who advocated the assassination of Gongsun Zan followed Zhang Xing's footsteps.

Seeing this, some of the Wuhuan people were so frightened that cold sweats covered the ground. They knelt on the ground, trembling, and begged for mercy: "My lord, my lord, this has nothing to do with us!"

Liu Biao looked at Gongsun Zan, who said coldly: "Kill them all, leaving no Wuhuan alive."

(End of this chapter)