Chapter 72, there is more than enough to kill

Zu Zhao led a stupid dog and found Cheng Zhiyuan, who was already a soldier in the farmyard, a famous rebel leader in the history of the Three Kingdoms.

Behind Zu Zhao are Han Dang, Hou Yong, Zu Ping and Zu A Nv, there are only four people.

However, Cheng Zhiyuan was protected by two own soldiers, and he looked like a dead net.

"I didn't expect to meet the governor's post in such a way today. It's said that we would still meet up close! I've heard the name for a long time! Cheng Zhiyuan is very polite!"

Cheng Zhiyuan's generation of heroes still didn't forget to put on his airs and pretended to be chic when he peed his pants.

"I have defeated you three times, and I am also curious about why a generation of heroes are so cowardly in my hands? And it seems... it's too easy to win! Am I too smart or are you too stupid? Zu Zhao spoke lightly.

A case was placed between the two, and a jar of water wine and bronze wine were brought up.

Zui Zhao sat down peacefully, pointed to the stool opposite and said, "But do you have the courage to drink a cup?" The wine and dish is the big fish fried by Zu Zhao in the river. At this moment, it is still warm and delicious. At least Cheng Zhiyuan can smell this aroma and has begun to drool.

"Drink, even if it's poisoned wine, I, Cheng Zhiyuan, will not frown!" Cheng Zhiyuan smiled heroily, but glanced at Zu Zhao with the corners of his eyes and found that the other party was still as calm as a mountain. This temperament had made him bow down.

He grabbed his chopsticks and turned up and down on the boiled fish cooked by Zu Zhao. The saliva and fish soup mixed with the sound of slipping out. He was not heroic at all, but he looked like an authentic foodie.

Zu Zhao just drinks lightly and makes his own fish head soup. Naturally, this delicious food cannot be given to others.

"I don't know what kind of poison Duyou put in this fish soup? Is it five steps down, or broken intestine grass? Or the crane is red?"

Cheng Zhiyuan ate over and over again and asked, and his fat face was full of sweat.

Hou Yong, Han Dang and Zu Pingzu next to them touched the sword in their hands one after another. Once the eldest son issued an order, they immediately chopped Cheng Zhiyuan in front of them into pieces.

And Cheng Zhiyuan's two soldiers were also nervous, holding the hilt of the sword in their hands, and were ready to fight blood at any time.

Zuzu Zhao smiled indifferently: "Why did I kill you? You are the hero of the Three Kingdoms, but you are a defeated general under me. Do you understand that the defeated generals are brave?

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help feeling confused. What rice? What are the Three Kingdoms? Is it the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?

"I killed you. Among the yellow scarf thieves outside the city, there will be rebel leaders such as Wang Zhiyuan and Li Zhiyuan. What's the use for me? If you don't kill me, you can let you return to the yellow scarf thieves alive. You and I can continue to fight. As long as you continue to fight with me, I will have continuous military achievements. I can use these troops. Strive for a future. And your life is a fresh stepping stone for me, which can help me rise to a high position!"

A stepping stone?

Cheng Zhiyuan was furious, which was contempt for his incompetence.

"Why are you angry? Do you want the man to splash three feet of blood in anger?" Zu Zhao laughed jokingly.

Cheng Zhiyuan slowly sat down. The two armies fought, and the loser was the stepping stone of the winner. This is a living truth. It is a pity that he is a hero for a lifetime, but he can't see through such a truth.

If he wins, Zu Zhao will also become his stepping stone.

That's the reason why the first battle has made me cry.

"So, thank you for saving the life. He met on the battlefield every day. If the governor also falls into my hands, he should repay today's kindness!"

Cheng Zhiyuan had a smile on his face. He sincerely picked up the glass and Zu Zhao pushed the cup to change the cup. Even the two soldiers in the back also went to the case to drink and eat fish, and Hou Yonghan, the daughter of Zu Pingzu next to him, also ate happily.

When his ears were hot, Cheng Zhiyuan said from the bottom of his heart: "The governor is really a young hero. Such a mind and vision are really admirable!"

This is what he said. He was still playing with mud when he was the same age as Zu Zhao. Compared with Zu Zhao, he feels that he has lived on dogs all his life.

Zi Zhao smiled indifferently. He had heard of this high hat too many times.

"I don't know how to communicate with the governor? The power of such shocking ghosts has made someone frightened so far. Even if we meet on the battlefield in the future, we will still run away from the wind!"

Cheng Zhiyuan still led the topic to God's punishment. Although he did not believe in the so-called divine punishment, he did not understand that this divine punishment mixed with sulfur and other things was so powerful.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, if I were you, I would take my brother to escape overseas. There is a Penglai Fairy Island overseas, which is rich in gold and silver. It is in the northwest of Youzhou. It is not very far. It will take about half a month to sail to find it. Now this is your only way out!"

Zu Zhao has a sincere smile on his face. In this era, maritime transportation is still a concept that has never been seen before. It may encourage bandit leaders to go to sea and open up a new era for history.

When Cheng Zhiyuan heard Penglai Fairy Island, his mind suddenly became hot. The four words Penglai Fairy Island are simply a peerless legend. I heard that Yingzheng, the emperor, once sent emperor's envoys to Penglai Fairy Island, but unfortunately there was no legend later.

"Is there really Penglai Fairy Island? Isn't the postman cheating? Cheng Zhiyuan grabbed Zu Zhao's hand and shook it like a child acting coquettishly with an old man. However, Cheng Zhiyuan was a middle-aged uncle, while Zu Zhao was a weak-crowned teenager. The difference was unspeakable, but everyone felt very normal.

Zu Zhao thought that this was a great time for a magic stick.

Bum!

He squatted his glass and said viciously, "Of course, there is Penglai Fairy Island, and someone also knows that there is a place of eternal night in the far north. This place is constantly changing. Sometimes it is eternal night and sometimes it is eternal day. Some fairy master is where he lives in Xianju. Someone's whole body is taught by the fairy master!"

This is Guoguo's feudal superstition. In later generations, this is definitely Guoguo's bragance and thick skin. However, when he said it in the Three Kingdoms, Cheng Zhiyuan was in awe and picked up the glass to toast to the far north. He felt much more comfortable. It turned out that he was a disciple of the real fairy master. In the middle, this loss... is not very unfair.

Handang, a daughter of Zupinghou Yongzu next to him, showed admiration, even Cheng Zhiyuan's two own soldiers also looked at admiration and envy, and now Zu Zhao is the idol in their hearts.

A four-word Penglai Fairy Island gives Zu Zhao seven "feudal superstition" fans.

"I don't know what do you think of the fairy master? Can you give me some advice?" Cheng Zhiyuan has completely become a fan of Zu Zhao.

If he asks something else, Zu Zhao is really not easy to make up, but he is asking about Taiping Taoism, which is really easy and easy to fool.

"Bang! I have calculated that Zhang Jiao, who you taught, is terminally ill at this moment and will completely disappear in this world soon. Taipingism is just a flash in the pan. There is nothing surprising about!"

"Ah?"

Now it's really his turn to convince Cheng Zhiyuan. Zhang Jiao, a virtuous teacher, is really terminally ill, but few people know that even Cheng Zhiyuan also knows through secret channels, but he didn't expect that Zu Zhao in front of him would break his words.

Of course, Zu Zhao knew that Zhang Jiao was angry to death. His original intention was to feed all sentient beings in the world, but his idealism has not been implemented for half a year. His troops have become beasts, doing all kinds of evil things, and the head of beasts is Zhang Jiao.

"You yellow scarf thief is only one year, and it will definitely be completely suppressed in one year! The most critical point is that you slaughter the city and exterminate the clan. This has lost the hearts of the people, let alone the support of the middle-class gentry. In the final analysis, the yellow scarf thief is five duckweeds. If the water is dry, it will die!"

Zu Zhao decided today to carry out the magic stick to the end and make a great prediction.

"Impossible, our yellow scarf army has hundreds of thousands of people in the country, and hundreds of thousands of people in Qingzhou, Shandong! How can you lose?" A personal soldier retorted loudly that this was an idealist of Taiping Taoism.

Zuzuo completely ignored the little man.

"Come here with that paper brush. I want to draw some charts for General Cheng Zhiyuan!" When the words fell, I remembered that there was no paper at all in the fucking Three Kingdoms era.

Only bamboo slices!

Z Zhao simply drew it on a wooden board.

Forced away by the dragon and snake, Zu Zhao drew a map of the Celestial Empire in the Three Kingdoms era, which made everyone admire. The painting was so exquisite, followed by the so-called Penglai Fairy Island, which should actually be called Fusang's descendants to buy dishes with one mouth.

"This is the sea map of Penglai Fairy Island, which was taught to me by the fairy master in those years, and now I teach you in order to give you a way out. You are a yellow scarf thief, and your subordinates are also a yellow scarf thief. But in my eyes, it is a group of beggars who really can't eat! Take this chart. If I like it, you can go to Penglaixian Island overseas! Maybe that's a very good way out!"

Cheng Zhiyuan stood up and arched his hand, took the chart tremblingly, dried the ink, and carefully put away the chart.

"There are officers and soldiers everywhere outside, and there are soldiers' leather armor here. You can get out of the city in your clothes!"

Zuzuo picked up the broken armor and threw it on the ground, and then strode away from the farmyard.

Leaving Cheng Zhiyuan to continue to attack the remaining fish crazily and swallowed wildly, "This kind of delicious food should only be in the sky. This Zu Zhao is really powerful, and only the disciples of the immortal master can eat such delicious food. It's really not wrong for him!"

It was difficult to give up the last drop of fish soup and licked the fish soup with the tip of his tongue. Cheng Zhiyuan reluctantly looked at the empty plate. This is a dish that immortals can eat. It should be a great honor to think about it in the future.

"Go, out of the city!"

The three put on leather armor and slowly sneaked out of the city with a patrol team.

Outside Ji County, Cheng Zhiyuan arched his hand to Ji County in the distance, and then strode away.