The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 14 Equivalent Exchange
Back in the room, Cheng Yuanzhi looked solemn.

The abnormality of the system made him uneasy, and at the same time, he noticed something unusual.

Could it be that this is a sacrificial stream system where one needs to exchange something of equivalent value in order to obtain superpowers?

If that's the case...that's too bad.

Pan Heng for a long time, Cheng Yuanzhi finally called out: "The system is great, I want to be famous in the world with force, step on Hebei Guan Zhang Zhao, punch Jiuyuan Lu Fengxian, I wonder if I can satisfy this little wish of the young general?"

The system responded immediately.

"Drip... It is detected that the host has new needs. Based on the principle of equivalent exchange, there are currently three most suitable solutions for the host. Please check the host."

"One: Sunflower magic skill, this magic skill was created by the eunuch, it combines the essence of internal and external skills in one body, has quick results, no side effects, and can become invincible in the world within a year of practice. The exchange method is two pieces of superior magic weapons, [-] silver, Just reach the palace."

"Two: Touch the beard and cut with a knife. This knife technique was created by Guan Yu. There are three styles of this knife. After three years of practice, you can achieve small success, and more than ten years can achieve great success. The exchange method is two pieces of the best magic weapon, and the silver is [-]."

"Three: Hundred birds facing the phoenix spear, this spear technique was created by spear prodigy Tong Yuan, you can achieve small success in ten years of practice, and great success in 20 years. The exchange method is two pieces of the best magic weapon, and the gold is [-]."

"Please note that this service was initiated by the host, so the plan cannot be undone."

"It is detected that the host has all the conditions for practicing the first plan and the second plan. It is recommended that the host choose the strongest plan Sunflower Magic Art. The countdown is ten...nine...eight...seven..."

"No no no..."

Cheng Yuanzhi was terrified, and quickly shook his head: "Young general, I choose the second plan, but I only have two broken swords, and I don't have any silver?"

From the palace?What are you kidding?It's unlucky enough for a big man who hastily been thrown into chaos, Cheng Yuanzhi doesn't want to leave the palace with only such a little fun in life left!
As long as you don't enter the palace, even if it's passive, it's also fun to be passive, isn't it?

The system did not answer his doubts, but directly announced the result:

"Drip... The host chose the second plan successfully, and successfully deducted two magic weapons... Deducted ten thousand silver successfully... Touching the beard is being delivered, please pay attention to check."

After the system finished speaking, there was no movement.

With a "snap", an ancient thread-bound book fell from the roof, hit the wooden table, turned it over, revealing the contents of the book...

There are pictures, words and notes, the pictures are lifelike, and the words are easy to understand... or simplified characters.

Just as he was about to complain about this simple and rude delivery method, the two swords tightly held in his hands slowly disappeared.

disappeared without a trace.

Cheng Yuanzhi looked at the empty hands, his heart was stunned, and his mind was in a mess.

At this moment, I didn't think much about it, I quickly picked up the book and read it eagerly.

In the middle of the night, fine snow particles suddenly fell from the sky, mixed with the wind, and the smashed tiles rustled.

Through the window, with the afterglow of the candle, Cheng Yuanzhi could only see the vast expanse of whiteness outside.

So his mood merged with the vast snowy night, confused and excited.

Three to five years later, I will also be a generation of masters.

Wa hahaha……

……

The next day, when Li Er came back in his carriage against the wind and snow, he saw a group of people around the inn from afar, and a black man stood in front of the crowd, standing out very conspicuously.

Opposite the black man, a man with a horse face was scowling and scolding him.

The commander-in-chief of his own family stood outside the circle, with two exquisite scabbards hanging from his waist, but the swords disappeared, and a long pole was carried on his back, with both hands holding his sleeves, poking his head and looking around, as if he had nothing to do with himself High hanging stance.

After hearing a few words, Li Er felt that the horse-faced man should be a reckless man with well-developed limbs and a simple mind.

The advantages of such a person are boldness and loyalty, and they will not easily stab a knife in a friend's ribs.

The disadvantage is that it has no brains, is easy to be used by others, and has a hot temper, and it will explode when it is said.

Zhang Yang was like this at the moment, and when he learned that the commander-in-chief Zhang Niujiao was seriously injured and was dying, he would die at any time, so he didn't get angry.

"Idiots! They are all idiots!"

"You guys are all good fighters, 5 people beat 3000 people, and you can't protect the commander?"

"What's the use of asking you to wait?"

Everyone looked ashamed and bowed their heads in silence.

It was a cold day, and the black-faced man had a few beads of sweat on his forehead, and he just let the sweat roll down his cheeks without wiping it off.

On the battlefield, swords and guns have no eyes, arrows are like flying locusts, the commander is so brave, rushing so forward, what can we do? The black-faced man Banban is listening, not making excuses.

Although he is at the same level as Zhang Yang, he is one of the top ten leaders of Montenegro.

In fact, the other party is not qualified to spray him, and he can completely avoid this anger.

But he knew that Zhang Yang was just complaining and had no bad intentions.

Moreover, because Zhang Yang's force value is the highest in the Black Mountain Army, it is best to listen when he gets angry, and don't try to talk back or justify -- because he will be beaten.

The general is dying, and everyone is very concerned about it. Therefore, it is understandable to make some extreme actions in a hurry.

This time the village was short of food for the winter, and Yingtao County was attacked. He was ordered to stay in the village instead of going to the front line!

Since he didn't go to the front line, the responsibility for the commander's injury naturally has nothing to do with him, so he didn't panic at all.

He was not sweating because he was scolded by Zhang Yang, but because he was worried about the fate and future of the cottage.

If the commander-in-chief is gone, where will everyone go?

Who can lead hundreds of thousands of Black Mountain troops to avoid the government's pursuit, eat enough and wear warm clothes, and survive in troubled times?
Second leader?Anyway, he didn't believe that Chu Feiyan, the second leader who had some premeditated schemes, could lead everyone out of desperation. Judging by Zhang Yang's demeanor, he might be thinking the same as him.

Zhang Yang gasped for breath, and waved his hand, "Forget it, I'm going to go back to the cottage right now, to see the commander-in-chief for the last time."

I'm afraid it's too late. The black-faced man opened his mouth, suppressed the words, stretched out his feet and kicked the dazed follower with his hair down, and the follower came back to his senses, hurriedly greeted everyone, and hurried away on the snow.

After walking for a while, the follower murmured in a low voice: "Leader, we came to report the letter with good intentions, but Zhang Yang yelled at him and didn't give the leader any face. If it was me, I wouldn't be so angry."

The black-faced man smiled, but did not speak, but his eyes were meaningful.

Let's see, the battle for the leadership of the Black Mountain Army is about to begin.

……

The snow continued to fall, and soon the footprints on the ground were buried, and the entrance of the inn became empty again, only Zhang Yang, Yang Chou and Cheng Yuanzhi were left.

Li Er stretched his neck to look, but he didn't see Wang Ying.

Maybe let's go, it's not far to Taiyuan, and it's only half a day's journey on horseback. Thinking so, Li Er drove forward and bowed his hands to salute.

"Brother, big...Brother, it's a good thing that this subordinate did not disgrace his life. All the proceeds from this trip are in the car, a total of 1 taels of silver."

No, definitely not in the car!
Cheng Yuanzhi shook his head, finally knowing where the system deducted 1 taels of silver from him.

In order to verify the guess in his mind, he directly opened the curtain, and there was nothing in the compartment.

Without waiting for the startled Li Er to explain, Cheng Yuanzhi patted him on the shoulder and whispered in his ear: "I have already received the money."

Li Er opened his mouth wide in astonishment, as big as it could swallow a dog's head.

Cheng Yuanzhi ignored him, turned around, looked at the ugly horse used to pull the cart, and suddenly felt indescribably bad.

Awful!

Forced to join the Black Mountain Army, a carload of money disappeared.

Is there anything more tragic in the world than losing both people and wealth?

Could it be that he was destined to miss Yin Zi?
……

On the dirt road to Montenegro, Cheng Yuanzhi rode Ugly Horse No. [-], looking at the empty carriage carried by Ugly Horse No. [-] with tangled eyes.

Zhang Yang rode his horse and took a few steps, leaned his head and said in a low voice: "Brother Yuan, do you like this carriage very much? I will give you a better one when I return to the cottage."

Cheng Yuanzhi rolled his eyes and asked suddenly:
"Brother Zhang, assuming this car is full of money, which one do you think is more important between a car of money and the Black Mountain Army?"

That must be a carload of money is more important. Zhang Yang did not hesitate: "The Black Mountain Army is more important!"

Cheng Yuanzhi turned his gaze to Yang Chou.

"Money is more important." After Yang Chou finished speaking, seeing the three of them looking at him in surprise, he explained: "Isn't that why I waited to gather in the mountains and forests? Since it has already been put in front of me, why don't you just stop here and be happy?" Life."

Cheng Yuanzhi frowned, not surprised at all.

In the face of this carload of money, not many people can keep their hearts.

Human nature cannot stand the test, especially Yang Chou...

Zhang Yang straightened his face instantly, and gave Yang Chou a displeased look.

The chat broke up unhappily, and everyone thought about their own thoughts and hurried on their way in silence.

……

Yunmeng Mountain, Heishan Military Barracks.

The second leader, Chu Feiyan, walked out of the house with a solemn expression, and the messy hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone looked at him cautiously.

"Second leader, the big leader..."

Chu Feiyan nodded: "The big leader has become a fairy."

He knew that most of the people in the hall were supporters of him, and the purpose of everyone asking this question was not to care whether the chieftain was dead, but to know whether Zhang Niujiao had passed the seat to him.

After getting along with each other for a period of time, most people in the Black Mountain Army reached a consensus-the ability of the second leader is much higher than that of the first leader.

The second leader can lead everyone to live a better life than before.

For them, whoever can make everyone live a better life is the big leader.

Therefore, when Zhang Niujiao was still around, Chu Feiyan was already the de facto chief, responsible for all internal affairs of the Black Mountain Army.

Zhang Niujiao also understood this point, he didn't care about other things except leading his troops to fight.

Virtue does not match, it is also a torment for him.

But there are still a small number of people who hold different opinions.

Therefore, even if Chu Feiyan was already the de facto chief, he would have to wait for the original chief to pass the throne orally, or die before he could justifiably take over the power.

And just at this time, the big leader was seriously injured and soon became cold.

Everything happened so coincidentally that everyone had to think about it.

You know, Zhang Niujiao led 5 people to attack Yingtao Xiaoxian County. He was shot by a cold arrow and died of serious injuries when he had an absolute advantage.

No one knows where the cold arrow came from and who shot it.

Chu Feiyan looked around the audience, and said in a deep voice: "From today onwards, a certain person has changed his name to Zhang Yan, and will take over the post of chief of the Black Mountain Army."

"Sun Qing, Wang Dang, you two set off immediately and recall the leaders of the various ministries scattered outside."

"Yu Du and Bai Rao, the two of you are in command of the headquarters. You have set up sentry posts, sent scouts to inquire about the movements of the imperial army, and strictly defended the east to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation to attack."

"Sui Gu, Tao Sheng, you two lead the headquarters to guard against the west."

"This leader personally leads most of the troops, facing south and guarding."

In a few words, the situation was clearly explained without any mistakes.

Everyone's spirits were lifted, and they promised to come out according to their orders.

……

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, Zhang Yan stood on the reception desk, looking at the group of people who came in from the snow in the pass.

Zhang Yang was the first to catch the eye. He was already tall and had a long face, but he looked particularly eye-catching on horseback. From a distance, he could see a distinctive long face.

Next was a young man shrunk behind Zhang Yang, dressed in green, as strong as a calf, but dressed like a scholar, with a strange long pole on his back, and a folding fan in his hand in winter.

Shake it away with a hula, and close it again with a hula, the coquettish breath soars into the sky.

Followed by Yang Chou, one of the top ten leaders of the Black Mountain Army, also of strong stature, dressed in Tsing Yi.

The only difference is that the boy dressed as a scholar has a wooden hairpin inserted into his head, and his head looks like a sword hilt.

And Yang Chou's hair was loose, all hanging behind his head, blown by the wind and messy, looking extremely cold.

When Zhang Yan was observing Cheng Yuanzhi, Cheng Yuanzhi was also observing him, and the two looked at each other from a distance, meeting in the air.

Cheng Yuanzhi nodded secretly.

With extraordinary bearing and wisdom in his hands, this person must be Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yang pointed his fingers in all directions, and said loudly: "Brother Yuan, our Black Mountain Army currently has 15 troops. The headquarters is temporarily located in Yunmeng Mountain. The pass is easy to defend but difficult to attack..."

"Uncle Zhi, do these 15 people include young and old?"

"This... is included."

That is to say, the Black Mountain Army currently has at most [-] to [-] combatants, Cheng Yuanzhi nodded secretly, knowing it.

The embarrassment on Zhang Yang's face disappeared in a flash, and he continued: "Look at the Yunmeng Pass, which was built three months ago. After it is completed, it can accommodate ten thousand people side by side. Come on, the progress... well, it's not important, let's go up the mountain now."

Cheng Yuanzhi glanced at the bumpy ground at the pass, Yunmeng Pass, which was basically making zero progress, and almost laughed out loud.

It has been three months and the foundation has not been dug yet.

What a mob...

　"The Folklore of Guan Yu"

　　As we all know, Guan Yu sold jujubes for five or six years on the way to escape, but he was actually not good at business, which can be seen from the fact that he was still penniless for five or six years in business.

　　Not good at doing business and still making ends meet.

　　If the purchase and payment were made through normal channels, the capital should have been lost long ago.

　　Guan Yu was involved in a murder case and couldn't stay in one place for a long time. It is impossible to have a jujube garden, and it is even less likely to rob the jujube. If he wants to rob, he should also rob the money.

　　In this way, the only source of jujubes can only be business without capital.

　　What is no capital?Just go to the jujube garden to steal.

　　Whose jujube garden?That naturally belonged to the landlord's house.

　　At the end of the Han Dynasty, only landlords had jujube gardens.

　　The jujube garden is owned by the landlord, so Guan Yu stealing the jujube is robbing the rich and helping the poor, with peace of mind and no need to pay.

　　But the landlord's house is not for food, and there must be many people looking after the house.

　　In order to avoid trouble, Guan Yu always wore green, and when he saw someone coming, he climbed into a jujube tree to hide.

　　The leaves on the jujube tree are green, and the dates are red.

　　Since the jujube tree was not his own, Guan Yu would not cherish it. In order to pursue speed, he had to beat the jujubes in the shortest time and evacuate the scene.

　　Sometimes the bamboo pole cannot be reached, so it is necessary to stand on the tree. At this time, the strength required to swing the bamboo pole with one arm to hit the dates is multiplied.

　　After five or six years like this, Guan Yu also developed infinite arm strength.

　　The movements of swinging the bamboo pole and swinging the broadsword are exactly the same, and they are all swung down with brute force. Guan Yu comprehended the first three swords in the process of hitting jujube, and named it Moxu Yishou.

　　Therefore, although Guan Yu had never practiced martial arts, nor had he ever been a teacher, he was already a master when he came out of the mountain.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)