"Fourth brother, read more about Confucius and Mencius on weekdays, don't continue reading books like rams." Liu Bei spoke in a low voice and persuaded him, and he felt something was wrong with his younger brother.

Fang Mo nodded with a chuckle: "Don't worry, I'm not a bad person..."

"Why are you looking at me like this? In the chaotic times, heroes emerge, like big brothers, and it's about 95 o'clock in the morning and evening..."

"Shut up!"

"Fourth brother!"

"Stop talking!"

Three voices appeared at the same time, and they were scared again.

This is in the wild.

Especially Liu Bei, he looked around and found that there was no one, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

The fourth brother is good at everything, but he is too sensible and is too... too polite on weekdays. From time to time, he says, "The Emperor, Nine Five, Emperor!"

Although it's very cool, it's really scary.

After such a fuss, Fang Mo's actions were no longer stared at, even though he almost chopped Zou Jing into meat sauce crazily.

"Brother, why are you still standing there? Go back and lead the troops, and then we go up the mountain to suppress the bandits!" Fang Mo saw that Liu Bei was still stunned, especially the little pride in the other party's eyes, which made him feel very unhappy after seeing it.

Who is you? You are so happy that you feel so happy, but you just say you don't want it...

Hey, there seems to be something wrong?

After a while, Liu Bei rushed over with enough soldiers. Then, he bowed to Zou Jing with sorrow, and then looked at the three brothers who had become wounded and covered in blood...

"Yide? Chang Yun? Fourth Brother? What's wrong with you?" He was crying back.

Zou Jing was dead, but it was just that, but these three...

You won't really meet bandits, right?

Fang Mo made several expressions of his cheeks twisted, and at the same time he kept slitting Zou Jing's body beside him, which made him understand.

Oh, it's not their blood!

Right, keep crying!

"Person Zou, I have made great contributions to the extermination of the Yellow Turbans, but I can't say that I will be able to be a general in the future. However, at this time..." After being disturbed, he couldn't cry anymore, so he could only barely look in pain, turned his head and glared at Fang Mo, and then roared angrily: "Follow me and kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy, kill the enemy and serve the country!"

These are all direct troops. Not to mention doubting Liu Bei, they didn't even look at Zou Jing's body from beginning to end.

Anyway, it’s not that my family is dead, so why are you suffering?

When the army went on a war, Fang Mo winked at Guan Yu, who was "slightly injured". The latter pulled a war horse and waved the sword with a cold face to start rushing forward. After thinking about it, he paused again, and then made a very shy look of pain...

Seeing him leave, Fang Mo felt relieved.

If the two of them were together, even if they could not even beat a bandit, then the bandit would be awesome. Not to mention that they were at the first level of Cao Mengde, at least they would have to be at the first level of Zhang Liao, Xu Sheng, and Gan Ning.

As for whether this trip will be exposed?

Don't think about it, it's definitely not. Nowadays, bandits are rampant everywhere. Even if they are forced to do it, I'm afraid that the boss will still wonder if it's a brother's fault...

Who can be a bandit, but who do you care to kill?

Looks like you have money, then just cut it!

It can be said that even if this failure is basically not affected much.

"Fourth brother, tell the truth to your third brother. Do you always think about killing some people? Why do I think you seem to be very proficient in this art?" Zhang Fei moved his butt and came to Fang Mo's side.

Fang Mo immediately shook his head, then waved his hand and said, "Third brother, don't be innocent. I am the most pure. I have never thought about killing people, let alone hanging it in my head every day..."

As for what he originally thought of killing Cao Mengde, it was a personal grudge, and it was definitely not the same as the righteousness of the country.

Zhang Fei looked at his righteous expression, for some reason, but he just didn't believe it.

The two chatted here and chatted for about half an hour, and then there was a rumbling sound.

The army is back!

And judging from the sound of footsteps, there are basically not many casualties, so the neat queue must have returned with a great victory.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, these people appeared in his sight. Everyone showed great enthusiasm, some holding their heads in their hands, and some holding a prisoner, which was not an exaggeration.

Victory.

In this battle, a total of 580 bandits were suppressed, six bandit leaders were killed, and seven hundred and twenty were captured.

Even now, those captured people are still blaming a brother who is unknown for killing the captain...

No one doubts, even if it comes to the city.

"Using the injury, my brother will master these seven thousand men as soon as possible, and gather 5,000 elite soldiers as soon as possible, and then use 3,000 people as a baggage camp. After a few days, we will march westward!" Fang Mo ate the fruit, and made a crackling sound, his face was extremely rosy. If anyone said he was injured, I'm afraid that the man would be at least a blind man.

The most time, I have to be a fool.

However, others don’t know that he is acting, not to mention that when he came back that day, he was really dirty, and he vomited two mouthfuls of pig blood. He was so disgusting that his face turned pale, and no one didn’t believe it.

"Fourth brother, fourth brother, why do I say hello to you? I always feel that you seem to have prepared for a long time. Then Captain Zou is not too bad to you and me. Why do you have to attack him directly?" Liu Bei is still puzzled.

Fang Mo did say all day long that he wanted to be the emperor, the emperor of the Nine Five...

However, there were too many jokes among the ancient folk, and before the Ming and Qing dynasties, the control of such remarks was not strictly controlled.

It is said that the legend is ha!

During the Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, there were a total of thousands of people called Emperors and hundreds of people called Jiuwu on the land of China.

Such a situation naturally leads to the fact that, except for the middle and upper classes, most people will make jokes like this one or two.

Liu Bei himself doesn't believe that he can be the emperor. He is much worse than Liu Xiu. He is the same as playing for thousands of people, who can compare to him?

For this reason, he felt that Fang Mo was really anxious and always seemed to be pushing him to a terrible position.

Isn’t it good to promote step by step?

It is already good to have three thousand people to control military power. Many contemporary lieutenants and generals may not be as many as others.

But Fang Mo was still not satisfied, which made people too confused.

"well!"

Fang Mo sighed, then looked around and spoke carefully to Zhang Fei: "Third Brother, go and look outside the door. I have something to tell my elder brother."

"I'm still injured, okay, I'll go..." Zhang Fei's hand drank Xiaojiu, and immediately trembled after seeing Liu Bei's expression. Then he jumped to the door with a whoosh, observed for a while, nodded to the room like a thief.

Seeing this scene, Liu Bei asked Mo Wen: "Fourth brother, what are you going to say just now? Tell me out quickly!"

"Um!"

He coughed and then whispered: "Brother, I am not a person from this era. I am a person from thousands of years later. I have an unparalleled understanding of the history of this world. You will definitely become a wise ruler in the future, and then let the great man continue for several years again... Don't leave!"

"Brother, stop, I'm really telling the truth!"

"Stern brother, look at him. Why do I think my brother is so frustrated? Oh, why are you leaving? Aren't you hurt too?"
Chapter completed!