Fu Xun's words shocked everyone

  Liu Bei and Fu Shou stood outside the main camp, facing the wind, whispering to each other in hushed tones.

  Liu Bei and Fu Shou did not enter the military camp, but there was a reason for this. The military order of Huang Zhong, the general of Changsha, clearly stipulated that during the training period of the soldiers in the big camp, even if the Marquis of Jingzhou came in person, he would have to wait outside the camp gate without the consent of the commander-in-chief. Otherwise, the guards at the gate were not vegetarians!

  Liu Bei and Fu Shou gazed at the soldiers outside the camp gate, their eyes flickering with cold arrowheads. Liu Bei's heart skipped a beat as he felt that if he really disregarded the rules and charged in, these soldiers might actually treat him like an intruder and turn him into a hedgehog.

  Liu Bei and Fu Shuo were not narrow-minded people, they highly appreciated Huang Zhong's regulation. After all, the military camp was a place of heavy military machinery, where idle people should not enter. Huang Zhong was able to make such a clear regulation, which showed his temperament and ability, Huang Zhong was indeed a talented general!

  Huang Zhong has been in Changsha for nearly a decade, yet he is still just a minor general. Although this was Liu Biao's casual appointment, the civil and military officials below him could guess his intentions and suppress them. On the other hand, this also shows that Huang Zhong is an upright person who will not flatter or fawn upon others to gain favor.

  Such a person, if not encountered by Bo Le or a wise master, can only wait for one result, and that is to end this life in obscurity!

  Just like Huang Zhong, when he first arrived in Jingzhou, he led the army to defeat the barbarian troops many times in Changsha County. He thought that with his military achievements, he would be generously rewarded by Liu Biao, the governor of Jingzhou. However, what he got was just a piece of paper, and for over ten years, it was like one day, spending a year guarding Changsha County, diligently fulfilling his duties and leading the army to defeat the barbarian troops!

  At first, Huang Zhong had a great deal of resentment in his heart. However, as time passed, he either saw through the ways of the world or for some other unknown reason, Huang Zhong turned to devote himself to the military camp, dedicating his life's energy to Changsha Prefecture, and gradually developed a sense of belonging to Changsha, which also diminished his desire to stand out.

  However, in the years to come, Huang Zhong did not know that all of this would change his life in the hands of a young man, magnificent and brilliant, refreshing and radiant. Liu Bei and Fu Shou also stopped communicating at this time, both of them gazing intently at the martial arts competition inside the camp, both with faces full of praise, nodding secretly.

  Fu Shou, although a scholar, also understood some martial arts. In the Eastern Han period, scholars were required to master six arts, including archery and horsemanship. Some scholars could even wield spears and charge into battle. Fu Shou watched as Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong exchanged blows with their swords and guns, but what caught his attention was the sudden appearance of a new move, which made him exclaim in surprise. Liu Bei, having fought many battles, may not have been as skilled as Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, or Zhao Yun, but compared to Fu Shou, he was still far superior. His swordsmanship was impressive and worthy of being called masterful.

  Liu Bei's eyesight was naturally higher than Fu Shou's, and he saw the competition between Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong, with each sword and spear being extremely thrilling, making Liu Bei's heart slightly nervous. Looking at Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun, both of their faces were serious, and they exchanged blows but did not directly engage in a fierce battle. Liu Bei suddenly realized that both of them were looking for the other's weakness.

  "What a multitude of heroes in the world!" Liu Bei sighed inwardly, gazing at the training grounds within the camp for a long time. He thought to himself: "Looking at Huang Zhong's knife skills being so fierce and seasoned, I'm afraid it's not inferior to my second brother. But I wonder how my second brother compares to Huang Zhong in terms of martial arts?" His eyes fixed on Huang Zhong, who was majestic and powerful like a god, with his golden armor and horse, but when he looked at Zhao Yun's calm face, he had an aura that was not affected by Huang Zhong's presence.

  Liu Bei whispered to himself, "Yunchang once said that Zilong's martial arts are not inferior to Yunchang and Yide. If they really want to fight to the death, it will be after hundreds of rounds. I just don't know how he compares to Huang Zhong."

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  Military camp!

  "This old man has great strength... His strength is probably not under Yunchang, Yide." In the training ground, Zhao Yun's eyes were fixed on Huang Zhong, and he secretly thought to himself, with a flash of light in his starry eyes.

  Huang Zhong gazed at Zhao Yun with a stern expression, his hand holding the guandao motionless and slanted towards the ground. The tip of the blade seemed to be emitting a cold glow, as if it was about to devour something. Suddenly, Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun's bodies moved in unison, their speed like thunder. Before the surrounding soldiers could react, they heard a loud "clang" of weapons colliding, followed by a whirlwind of silver and gold lights entwined together on the training grounds. The sound of clashing steel still lingered in the air.

  At this time, Liu Bei and Fu Shao also entered the school grounds under the leadership of a general who was seven feet tall and wore iron armor. This man was Han Xi, the deputy general of Jiangling, who assisted Liu Hu in commanding the defense of Jiangling. Fu Shao saw Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun clashing again, turned his head to look at Han Xi, and asked softly: "General Han? What's going on?"

  Han Ji heard and sighed, shaking his head, pointing to the situation where Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong were fighting together, and helplessly said: "Gong Ti, I'm not very clear either!" Liu Bei's gaze on the side was also tightly locked on the school field, but he could only vaguely capture the traces of Huang Zhong and Zhao Yun's moves!

  Just then, the sound of Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong's weapons clashing grew more urgent. The flashing blades and spears, filled with an endless killing intent, were all aimed straight at each other's vital spots. Liu Bei's heart sank, and his two sword-like eyebrows furrowed slightly. Seeing that Zhao Yun was being attacked by Huang Zhong with even greater ferocity, leaving no room for mercy, Liu Bei frowned and slowly stepped forward to the side of the training grounds, took a deep breath, and shouted in a low voice: "Zilong, General Hansheng, listen to me, how about you both stop fighting for now?"

  Zhao Yun's eyes scanned the scene and saw Liu Bei's solemn expression, and he suddenly lost interest in fighting Huang Zhong. At this moment, Huang Zhong's Yang knife came crashing down like Mount Tai, but Zhao Yun's tiger eyes snapped open, his mouth let out a fierce roar, and his hand swiftly wielded the Hailong spear, shooting out countless dazzling cold lights that instantly deflected Huang Zhong's Yang knife to one side. Then, he quickly retreated and stood beside Liu Bei, who could sense that Zhao Yun's breathing was slightly disordered, his chest rising and falling irregularly, and his heart filled with increasing joy.

  "It's undeniable that you're strong, but if you want to defeat Yun, within 300 moves, it won't be clear who wins or loses. Why not concede for today?" Zhao Yun said with a serious tone, looking at Huang Zhong.

  Huang Zhong's eyebrows rose slightly, his tiger eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "As you said, I know that you have not used your full strength. Next time, I will also use my full strength!" After speaking, Huang Zhong walked slowly to the side. Liu Bei's gaze kept wandering on Huang Zhong's body, seeing that his breath was also surging up and down, his heart was panicked, and he thought that Huang Zhong would not be able to hold on for long. Thinking back, Huang Zhong had previously fought a great battle with Liu Hu, consuming a lot of energy. Now, fighting against Zhao Yun, a hundred moves, exhausting his mental and physical strength, how could Liu Hu compare? Even an iron man couldn't withstand it, let alone Huang Zhong, a 54-year-old old man!

  Huang Zhong's footsteps were steady and swift, not at all like a 54-year-old old man. Liu Bei watched Huang Zhong walk towards the main tent, and even when Huang Zhong passed by his side, Liu Bei did not speak. Although Liu Bei was very envious of Huang Zhong, he knew that this matter could not be rushed, as the saying goes: "Haste makes waste, and one cannot eat hot tofu in a hurry."

  It wasn't until Huang Zhong entered the tent that Liu Bei spoke up, saying: "No wonder Brother Jing Sheng would treat Huang Zhong like this!" He paused for a moment, then shook his head slightly and gazed at the tent where Huang Zhong was, muttering to himself in a low voice: "He is truly a modern-day Lian Po!"

  "Zilong, how do you think your fight with Huang Zhong will go?"

  "Very strong." Zhao Yun hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "My lord, I can think of a way to defeat Huang Zhong, but it will also come at some cost."

  Liu Bei nodded silently, understanding Zhao Yun's meaning. Two tigers fighting, how can there be no injury? A thread of greed flashed in Liu Bei's eyes, and he whispered: "If we get Huang Zhong, it would be equivalent to having 50,000 troops."

  Fu Sheng, who was standing beside him, heard Liu Bei's low muttering and his eyes flickered as he looked at Liu Bei with a flashing gaze. He lowered his head in contemplation, and after a moment, his eyes contained an unspoken understanding as he gazed deeply at Liu Bei. In his heart, he thought: "Indeed, this is the demeanor of a hero... However, this is not what I have been waiting for..."

  Fu Sheng was thinking, when suddenly a bright light flashed across his mind. He looked at Liu Bei who was still deep in thought and had an idea. Fu Sheng stepped forward and softly said: "Xuande, Xuande?"

  Liu Bei suddenly came back to his senses, looked at Fu Shou dazedly for a moment, and then with a serious expression, bitterly smiled: "I lost my composure, please don't blame me..."

  Fu Shuo waved his hand, looked at Liu Bei seriously and said in a low voice: "Xuande, let's go back to the governor's mansion first. I think the spies sent by Fu Shuo to Jiangxia should have some news. If it's true as rumored, we'll be busy, ah..."

  Fu Sheng rubbed his temples, looking somewhat helpless. Liu Bei's expression was also heavy, and after hearing Fu Sheng's words, he nodded in agreement, saying: "What you said is right, ah..."

  Fu Sheng glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, then walked up to Liu Bei's ear and whispered, "Does Lord Xuande have such intentions?" After speaking, he pointed to the vast sky in the distance. Liu Bei's heart suddenly shook, his face turned gloomy, and a hint of shock and killing intent flashed across his eyes. Fu Sheng seemed not to notice Liu Bei's expression and continued to speak calmly: "If Lord Xuande has such intentions, he should first establish good relations with many talented people in Jingzhou. When the lord returns to heaven, Lord Xuande can call out loudly, and great things will be accomplished. At that time, Lord Xuande only needs a written document, and Sheng will surrender without a fight!"

  Fu Shuo didn't care about Liu Bei's unpleasant expression, turned around and slowly walked towards the inside of Jiangling City. After saying this, Fu Shuo had to make some arrangements so that he could freely advance or retreat in the future, otherwise it would be a disaster if he couldn't get off the tiger's back.

  Liu Bei looked at Fu Shou's tall and slender figure, his face grew even darker, with a murderous intent flashing in the depths of his eyes, he couldn't help but want to draw his sword and pierce through Fu Shou. Similarly, Fu Shou's words also struck a chord in Liu Bei, making him realize that he needed to better conceal his emotions, hiding them deep within his heart.

  "Is this Fu Sheng's attitude? Fu Sheng is a talented person, and if he can be won over, the benefits will outweigh the drawbacks!" Liu Bei's eyes sparkled for a moment, then he thought to himself: "If Fu Sheng is just probing..."

  At this thought, Liu Bei's heart suddenly sank, and he immediately thought of the current situation, and then thought of Zhang Wu, Chen Sun's rebellion, and the heavy fog in Jiangxia. For a moment, Liu Bei's mind was confused, and his head was as big as a bucket.

  "Ah, strategist, when can we have someone with a grand vision to assist us?"