Pirates: Be the Master from the East China Sea

Outside Xiangyang City, Longzhong.

At this time, it was already raining heavily in Longzhong, with lightning and thunder thundering non-stop. With the arrival of the rainy season, the rain became more abundant. The rain poured down from the sky to the earth as if it was free.

The heavy rain is like a huge curtain.

Connected heaven and earth.

Farmers in the countryside are now gathering under thatched scaffoldings to take shelter from the rain. They are shaking their heads and sighing at this year's predictably bad harvest. As farmers, of course, what they can worry about is not the general trend of the world, but tomorrow and even tomorrow. For today’s rations.

Their mood is already gloomy, and the food harvest is their destiny.

This is the life and sorrow of ant people.

But in this kind of weather, they obviously can't farm, so they can only sit down and chat about the ground to relieve the deep sadness in their hearts.

But even in this weather, that person still came.

"Even in this kind of weather, the wind and rain will not change. He is indeed the wise man in the rumors. The world is in such chaos now. I'm afraid that such a person will not be able to achieve anything. Instead, that foreigner will gain power..." There was one person. The old farmer couldn't help but sigh.

"What did the master say...?"

"Isn't he the guy who recently unified Hebei and the Central Plains? I heard that he has strong soldiers and horses, and he has long been sharpening his sword and planning to attack Jingzhou. I only hope that Uncle Liu Huang and our Jingzhou can get through this..."

"I don't think it's easy..."

Another middle-aged farmer couldn't help but said: "Since that foreigner can easily unify Hebei and the Central Plains, there is no need to think about how powerful he is. If Uncle Liu Huang can beat him, he will not come to our Jingzhou to settle down." ”

"Hey, this is the helplessness of the world!"

"You people, stop worrying about Uncle Liu Huang!" A young farmer said angrily: "If the war really starts then, Uncle Liu Huang may not be in trouble. It is the common people like us who are really having a hard time. If we can't protect everything, we will die in the war! "

"That's right!"

The people sitting around nodded.

"Now there is only one hope." The old farmer turned to look at the thatched cottage in the distance: "Since Uncle Liu Huang is so persistent with that Mr. Zhuge, maybe Mr. Zhuge really has great power that reaches all the heavens and the earth, and maybe he can Those people in Hebei are blocking Jingzhou."

"How dare you think about such a thing? It's more like a dream!"

"if not?"

The person next to him glanced sideways at the speaker: "If we don't even have this hope, what else can we hope for in the future? Jingzhou has been peaceful for so many years. Once the war breaks out here, do you know how terrifying it will be?" I used to escape from the Central Plains, and to tell you the truth, it is worse than hell on earth, there is really no rooster crow for a thousand miles!"

"You are right..."

"I just hope that Mr. Zhuge agrees to Uncle Liu. Even if a dead horse is used as a living horse doctor, at least we can still have a glimmer of hope..."

"Uncle Liu Huang probably thinks so too."

The old farmer glanced at the thatched cottage in the distance again and sighed deeply: "Otherwise, Uncle Liu wouldn't have been willing to give up on this gentleman!"

"Is your village also paying attention to this matter?"

A young farmer asked curiously: "From the tone of your words just now, it seems that Uncle Liu Huang has been here more than once?"

"Of course!"

The old farmer drank tea and said with squinted eyes: "Uncle Liu is diligent and loves the people, but he has no good ministers. We also hope that he can succeed. But now...he has come for the third time, and he has never been able to persuade Mr. Zhuge before. Going out of the mountain, I'm afraid..."

The young farmer smiled and said: "Haha, it seems that Mr. Zhuge will refuse again."

The old farmer didn't answer, but asked: "You seem quite happy?"

"That's not it."

The young farmer shook his head: "But what can I do if I don't laugh at this time? I can't cry out for you. Crying can't solve any problems. It's better to smile, even if nothing changes or even only It’s getting worse, but this can at least make me feel a little better.”

The others couldn't help but nodded thoughtfully.

What they had to admit was.

There is some truth to what the young farmer said.

It's still raining heavily.

In a thatched cottage not far from the farmland, the direction of the world's pattern is currently brewing.

"The current situation has become unprecedentedly bad..."

Liu Bei sat on the straw mat and sighed deeply: "As expected by Sir, Liu Biao suddenly fell ill in recent months."

Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and said calmly: "He will stay behind closed doors. If my prediction is correct...he is already dead. It's just that the news has not been released for the time being in order not to shake people's hearts."

"Sir, you mean...Liu Biao is dead?"

Liu Bei was slightly startled and immediately expressed confusion. Guan Yu and Zhang Fei behind Liu Bei were also confused.

"Just look at the weather and you will know that Liu Biao must die." Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan gently and slowly expressed his judgment: "Today, the Cai and Kuai families will take charge of the overall situation. My niece-in-law Liu Cong will take the stage and will soon ask the stranger surrender."

Liu Bei was surprised and asked quickly: "Why did you say that you can tell by looking at the weather that Liu Biao is dead?"

Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and did not answer the question directly. Instead, he said calmly: "The stranger will go south soon. Liu Biao cannot surrender until Liu Biao dies, so I say it's time for him to die now."

Liu Bei asked in confusion: "That guy has recently regained Xuzhou, why is he in such a hurry?"

Zhuge Liang gently shook his feather fan and said with a smile: "Because if you want to attack Jingzhou, this month is the best time. Then the opponent will definitely send two armies, one is the suspected troops coming from the land, and the other is the real troops coming from the water. "

Liu Bei asked doubtfully: "Sir, did you say that Luo Qi will enter Jing by water?"

He thought for a moment, then shook his head and said: "But the Han River has been heavily deployed, and the water is too shallow to accommodate large ships..."

Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan lightly and said: "I have heard for a long time that Guo Jia knows how to predict the weather and that he can control all the wind and rain in Jingzhou. And this month... is the perfect time to break the formation."

Liu Bei raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it because it rains heavily this month?"

Zhuge Liang nodded and said: "So the opponent will definitely not miss this opportunity to attack Jingzhou. In order to cooperate with Luo Qi's attack, the surrender faction in Jingzhou must first get rid of Liu Biao, so I said...it depends on the weather, Liu Biao is dead." .”

Liu Bei exclaimed: "Sir, you are truly a god!"

Liu Guanzhang looked solemn and sighed secretly.

When they followed Liu Bei to meet Mr. Zhuge for the first time, they didn't believe that the other party really had any real information. But after the conversation just now, they now admire each other so much.

Being able to make so many accurate judgments without leaving home really gives people the feeling of meeting a god.

Although there is no evidence yet to prove that the other party's inference is correct.

But based on years of experience and the other party's precise logic in analyzing the problem, we can conclude that Zhuge's judgment is basically correct!

He truly deserves to be one of the three major disciples of Tianji Sect!