I was the emperor in the Three Kingdoms

I saw a black cavalry enter from the camp gate, black armor glowing in the sun, as if stacked on scales, the spears in their hands were also black, only the tip of the spear was white and shining with cold light, their helmet style was ugly, like the demons of hell, a pair of eyes hidden under the helmet, they looked around indifferently, making the surrounding soldiers feel a cold breath in their hearts, their eyes seemed to have no emotion.

Where did this fucking team come from? Why does it look so scary? The timid soldiers did not dare to approach the onlookers and retreated far away.

At the head is a white-robed young man, who looks around with a smile on his face, and his expression is kind, which makes people feel good. However, when he saw a few people around him, the good feeling was gone.

Two bald heads, one more vicious than the other, and one blackfaced, like a leopard. The last one is a little better, white battle robe, sword eyebrows, just as he is normal.

"Brother, they are from Xiaoxingzhuang, right?" The young soldier looked in a daze, and it took a while for him to come to his senses. There is envy in the eyes, what a majesty.

"Shall... Should...... Right. The older soldier was not sure that he had not seen anyone from Xiaoxingzhuang.

The young soldier secretly pointed at them and said, "Look, they don't have a red face there, but they have one more bald head." However, the three people with black faces and bald heads look so scary. "

"It's not terrible, how can you defeat the yellow turban thief?" After the elderly soldier recovered his mood, he whispered: "I saw that they scared away half of the yellow turban thieves." "

"Haha, sure enough, a hero out of a young man, I received a letter from Liu Junlang, saying that he has two wonderful nephews, originally I didn't believe it, but now that I see it, I know that he is not lying." With a loud laugh, an armored general led a group of generals to greet Liu Zhe and his party.

"Ziling has seen General Zuo Zhonglang." Liu Zhe dismounted and bowed to the visitors. The person who came was Huangfu Song, who led the elite northern army of the imperial court to suppress the yellow turban.

"Virtuous nephew dispense," Huangfu Song picked up Liu Zhe and said with a smile: "I am a best friend with Junlang, can I call you a virtuous nephew?" "

Junlang is Liu Yan's character.

"It's an honor." Liu Zhe's words made Huangfusong's good feeling in his heart skyrocket.

"This is the Black Scale Army?" After some pleasantries, Huangfu Song looked at the team behind Liu Zhe and couldn't help but praise: "It's better to be famous than to meet, and now I know why the virtuous nephew can connect with the yellow turban thieves in Youzhou and Qingzhou." "

"Black Scale Army?" Liu Zhe was puzzled.

"The virtuous nephew doesn't know? Your cavalry is already famous all over the world, and someone has given you a name, the Black Scale Army. Huangfu Song replied with some surprise.

"Black Scale Army?" Liu Zhe took a look at the armor of his cavalry, and it was indeed quite consistent.

"Let's call it that in the future." Liu Zhe smiled and gave his team such a name for Megatron in the future.

In fact, Liu Zhe was originally going to lead the team to Yuzhou to find Han Yong to take revenge, but halfway through, he received a letter from Liu Yan, saying that his friend Huangfu Song was blocked by the yellow turban in Changshe, hoping that Liu Zhe could come to help!

For Liu Yan's help, Liu Zhe didn't want to agree, after all, this guy also gave him a lot of food and grass as a reward for helping!

"I wonder how many people and horses Lord Liu Zhuang brought here?" A general behind Huangfu Song asked.

Liu Zhe had no official position, so they could only address him as the owner.

"Two thousand black scale army." Liu Zhe said with a smile, he directly took the name and used it, and he didn't have to pay the copyright fee anyway.

"Two thousand?" This general was stunned at first, he thought that Liu Zhe would say two thousand forwards, and there were tens of thousands of hundreds of thousands and so on, and he couldn't think of two thousand.

"Does the owner know how many Yellow Turban Thieves there are in Changshe?" The general asked, and then answered himself: "Three or four hundred thousand, or even five hundred thousand." What does the owner think two thousand cavalry can do? "

He was saying that Liu Zhe brought too few people, and it was of no use at all.

"You shorty fart." Liu Zhe didn't speak, Zhang Fei next to him couldn't help it, and he opened his mouth with a poisonous tongue to reveal people's shortcomings.

"You, you..." The man was full of anger, he was a little shorter than the others, but not too short, but Zhang Fei said this as if he was short.

"Five hundred thousand yellow turbans? Do you know how many Yellow Turban Army soldiers have been killed by our Xiaoxingzhuang? Hmm..." Zhang Fei paused, counted his fingers, and finally found that he couldn't count, waved his big hand, and roared: "How can there be hundreds of thousands!" The yellow turbans you have here are not enough to lead a charge, afraid of a ball. "

"Yide, don't be rude." Liu Zhe was actually cool in his heart, and pretended to reprimand Zhang Fei, in fact, he had already considered how to add chicken legs to Zhang Fei when he went back.

"Okay, let's go first."

Huangfu Song also spoke up, just now the behavior of the general was actually connived at by him, and he wanted to test how many people Liu Zhe had brought here, but when he heard such a bad news, his face was not very good-looking.

There are only two thousand cavalrymen, to be honest, for him, this is just a drop in the bucket, and it is of no use at all!

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