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Chapter 283 Infighting Incident (1)

Jia Xu was stunned when Han Zhong's actions looked at Jia Xu. Looking at the big hands, Jia Xu felt very surprised: "Don't he feels hurt?"

Compared to the anger in his heart, Han Zhong really didn't feel the pain in his hands. For Han Zhong, this pain in his body counted. When he went to the battlefield, the knife and arrow wound were no more painful than this one. What really made him heartache and angry was Feng Liang's behavior, and he was going to steal his position as the commander of Qu.

If there was no position as the commander of Qu, the Yellow Turban Rebellion would be victorious, and how could he have the chance to become a high-ranking official? How could he be the best in his family?

"Don't worry, I want my position as the coach of Qu, he dreams." Han Zhong said with his eyes ruthlessly, "Jia Xu, do you want to avenge your parents?"

When Jia Xu heard Han Zhong’s inquiry, he naturally nodded desperately.

"Okay, you can stay here for the time being. At that time, I will give you a chance to avenge your parents in person." Han Zhong stood up and left after saying this.

Seeing Han Zhong leaving, Gan Ning and Zhao Yun looked at each other in surprise. The information in their eyes was very obvious, that was, they didn't believe this fact.

This Han Zhong is so easy to deceive. He didn't even understand their origins, so he believed it.

In fact, the two of them didn't think about it from the perspective of others. They thought this was very simple because they already knew the truth, but Han Zhong, who was in it, didn't know it. Moreover, Jia Xu's performance was very good, and what Jia Xu said was a mixed reality. At least, Feng Liang is on the way to Nanyang now, and he is the new Qu Shuai from Nanyang, which is the real thing.

Before the two of them could exchange views, they were taken to a guest room by a servant.

"Mr. Jia, you live here. As for your two followers, I will arrange a room for them." The man said very politely, obviously he received Han Zhong's instructions and treated him as a guest of honor.

Jia Xu quickly stopped him and said, "No need to worry, I used to letting them serve you before, just let them sleep on the ground."

He said as he pointed to the floor.

"Is this really OK?"

"Yes, yes. In fact, we have been sleeping underground since we were young and have become accustomed to it. What's more, now outside of going out, we are afraid that the young master will not get used to it, so I followed the young master in an endless manner. When the master died, he said that he must take good care of the young master, otherwise he will not be at ease even if he is a ghost." Gan Ning was also a living treasure, and immediately followed.

Seeing that Gan Ning said so, Zhao Yun nodded as well.

The servant could only leave in embarrassment. After the man left, Gan Ning said, "Jia Xu, you really let us sleep underground, right?"

"Stop making trouble, we still have some serious things to do." Jia Xu said seriously.

When Zhao Yun and Gan Ning heard Jia Xu's tone, they were stunned. Didn't Han Zhong believe their words just now, and what else should I do? Isn't all I have to do now, eat and drink here, and then quietly wait for Feng Liang's arrival?

"Mr. Jia, what else do we need to do?" Zhao Yun said in confusion.

Jia Xu looked at Gan Ning and Zhao Yun, sighed and said, "Actually, you didn't see that, Han Zhong is also using us."

"Use us! How is it possible!"

Gan Ning and Zhao Yun immediately widened their eyes with disbelief. Yes, they were on the scene just now, but they could see clearly. From beginning to end, the leader of the Nanyang Yellow Turbans named Han Zhong was led by Jia Xu. He was so miserable that he even slapped the stone table.

The two of them said they could not accept Jia Xu's words.

"Didn't you find out? Actually, what I just said is true. Except for our identity, everything else is true. If the Yellow Turban Thief can really defeat the Eastern Han Dynasty, establish a regime, and create a dynasty, that would be a certain thing. Moreover, Zhang Jiao appointed Feng Liang as the commander of Qu in Nanyang, which was also said by Lord Yang, then this matter must be true." Jia Xu said.

"As for why Han Zhong was so angry, it was not because of our words, but because of Feng Liang's behavior."

Gan Ning and Zhao Yun are not stupid people. The reason why they were puzzled was because they had not experienced enough. After being pushed by Jia Xu a little, they nodded.

Zhao Yun said: "Mr. Jia, what you mean is that even if we don't come, Han Zhong will definitely get angry when he knows Feng Liang's arrival, right? Han Zhong doesn't want to give up the position of the leader of the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang. If someone comes to compete with him for this position, he will definitely try every means to get rid of the other party."

Looking at the two young people in front of him, Jia Xu liked them from the bottom of his heart. He also admired Yang Yang very much, and after spending these days with Yang Yang, he knew that Yang Yang must be a person who does big things.

Not to mention anything else, just look at the people under him. Chen Gong said nothing, and Jia Xu, who had a talk with him once, admired him very much. Although Huang Zhong, although he didn't know much, he was a man with the style of a general. These two people in front of him were young, hardworking, smart, and rare geniuses. In time, they would become generals.

Moreover, the two young people in front of them have a superb understanding.

"Since that's the case, can't we just let them fight in the middle if we don't come here?" Gan Ning was puzzled.

"No." Jia Xu shook his head, "Our arrival will make Han Zhong prepare to get rid of Feng Liang in advance. Moreover, Han Zhong also wants to get rid of Feng Liang by pretending to be my hand. In this way, Zhang Jiao will not blame him. However, you must remember that what we need to do is not to help which side win, but to make them fight and kill each other, and the longer they kill, the better!"

This is Jia Xu’s real purpose at this time.

This is the best way to consume the strength of the Yellow Turban Army. As long as Feng Liang and Han Zhong fight here, they will not be able to take care of Guangzong, and they will not be able to expand their territory and connect Nanyang and Jizhou. If they just simply help Han Zhong, they will just send someone to send him a letter.

At that time, Han Zhong set up a bureau and could simply kill Feng Liang, and then receive the 80,000 soldiers led by Feng Liang. This is not what Jia Xu wanted to see, nor what Yang Yang wanted to see.

"Then we..."

The official website forum was full of noise. Players from the Eastern Han Dynasty said that Feng Liang could not be Yang Yang's opponent. Players from the Yellow Turban camp despise them even if they could not even break through an ordinary "formula" outside Guangzong City. Players from the Eastern Han Dynasty said that Feng Liang was a turtle with his head shrunk. At this critical moment, he actually ran to Nanyang. Players from the Yellow Turban camp cheered, thinking that Feng Liang was integrating the strength of the Yellow Turban Army and would definitely give Yang Yang a good look.

In the words of the Yellow Turbans players: "The Yellow Turbans in the game are finally no longer a mess!"

So, amid the saliva of both camps, Feng Liang became closer and closer to Wancheng, Nanyang. During this period, he conquered several small peasant uprisings, and the team had expanded to 100,000 people.

"Send the order, we will set up camp here tonight and enter the city again tomorrow!"

Not far from Wancheng, Feng Liang ordered. Looking at Wancheng from afar, a sense of pride and pride emerged in Feng Liang's heart. From now on, he would be the commander of the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang, and he would rule a generous Yellow Turban general. From now on, he would use Wancheng as a base to kill Zhu Jun. From then on, he would attack in the direction of Jizhou and capture a large area of ​​territory in the Eastern Han Dynasty...

What is Yang Yang? He made such great contributions to the Eastern Han Dynasty, but he was just a noble prince. Did the court reward him with soldiers? Did he reward him with great props?

"Hmph, Yang Yang, sooner or later, let you know how powerful I am." Feng Liang thought.

There was nothing to say all night, and the next day, Feng Liang got up early, even earlier than the soldiers. At this moment, he was full of energy and thought that he would immediately take over all the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang, so he couldn't stop being excited.

"call out……"

At this moment, an arrow feather flew past his eyes, scaring his soul out of his body. When he realized it, he saw the arrow inserted into the low table in the tent, and the tail was still vibrating, making a "buzzing" sound.

Originally, Feng Liang wanted to shout "There is an assassin", but he immediately saw a note on the tip of the arrow.

He pulled out the arrow and pulled off the note. He opened it and saw that the words "Wancheng is in danger, Han Zhong is not giving up."

Seeing these words, Feng Liang's heart tightened. He immediately understood what was going on. Han Zhong is the leader of the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang. His arrival was equivalent to depriving Han Zhong of power. How could Han Zhong agree? Could it be that he would resist Zhang Jiao's order?

"Hmph, what can you do if you don't want to come down? With Zhang Jiao's order, what can you do to me!" Feng Liang snorted coldly and put away the note.

After packing up his things, he sent someone to Wancheng to inform him immediately, and he naturally led the army to walk slowly towards Wancheng.

When Feng Liang arrived at the north gate of Wancheng, Han Zhong had already led a group of generals to wait there respectfully. His respectful appearance did not look like a person who was unwilling to accept it!

"Feng Shuai, you are finally here. I, Han Zhong, are looking forward to the stars and the moon, looking forward to your arrival. When you are here, I am not afraid of Zhu Jun and Qin Jie's group of people..." Han Zhong shrugged and flattered Feng Liang, which immediately made him dizzy.

This is a famous person in the Yellow Turban Army in history. Look at it now, you still have to be respectful to me, Feng Liang.

"The note just now was that person who deliberately sowed the discord, right?" Seeing Han Zhong's respect, Feng Liang immediately began to doubt the authenticity of the note. Then, he thought of Yang Yang again and immediately thought, "It must be Yang Yang's good thing, it must be. He must be afraid that I will surpass him after controlling the Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang, so he used such a strategy. Humph, with Zhang Jiao's order, how could Han Zhong resist?"

"Feng Shuai, I have prepared fine wine and food in the city to welcome you. At the same time, we also want to celebrate your coming to Nanyang and lead our soldiers in Nanyang to resist the corrupt rule of the Eastern Han Dynasty." Han Zhong's posture was very low, and he didn't even dare to raise his head when he spoke.

"Okay, okay, very good." Feng Liang laughed.

So, Feng Liang left the 100,000 troops he brought and followed Han Zhong into the city with dozens of guards.
Chapter completed!
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