The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"Hey, are you hungry?"

Du Yu raised his head and found that the skills on his body had disappeared. He couldn't help but panic. Looking at the clothes on his body, he seemed to have changed his appearance, and the psychic Taoist in the sea of ​​​​consciousness could not shout.

Someone was talking in front of him, and Du Yu looked up. He didn't know when he was in a battlefield, and the person who asked him what he was talking about was a veteran with tired eyes.

Before Du Yu could answer, the veteran had already taken out a noodle pancake from his arms and handed half of it to him.

"Thanks."

Du Yu reached out and took the half piece of dough handed over by the veteran. Although the veteran took away the dust in his hands, Du Yu didn't care. Before he could judge where he was, Du Yu was such a person who took it as he came. people.

Soon, a general came over. Although he didn't know why, Du Yu quickly stood up in a standard posture, holding a spear he picked up from nowhere. It seemed that this was the instinct of his body.

"The next battle is very important. I hope you will go all out."

As he said that, the general nodded, and someone took a huge ladle and carried rice soup in a huge basket. This time the rice soup was very viscous, and it seemed that it should be enough for everyone to have a full meal.

Du Yu didn't make any extra moves. He just quietly picked up his own bowl of rice soup, and then ate while talking to the veteran beside him.

"This battle is very important."

The veteran rolled his old eyelids while drinking rice soup:

"It's just a ladder to attack the city. Although there are siege engines, it will probably be a dead end. If you have any letters to your family, please leave them as soon as possible."

Having said this, the veteran finished the rice soup in his hand, lowered the soup bowl in his hand, and patted Du Yu on the shoulder.

"Is this what fighting was like in ancient times?"

Du Yu put down the soup bowl in his hand. He was not used to this rough food, but it was not difficult to swallow. Although he still couldn't figure out why he was here, if it was just a war, Du Yu felt that it was nothing. Difficult matter.

"Go ahead."

Although it seems that the psychic Taoist and his own skills are not felt here, he can still feel that his physical fitness is far better than others. For example, he can jump three feet high in one jump, and his fingers are strong enough. Crush the stone.

This is naturally nothing in his monastic world, but in this place where birds don't poop, it is close to divine power. Although Du Yu knows that the fifth page of the parchment brought him here, he doesn't know where it is. In this situation, he just said something when he was attacking the city with a ladder:

"Sieging cities, that's my strength."

"Pfft, click."

Huge boulders fell from the city, and soon the ladder in the veteran's hand was knocked down. A stone hit the veteran's head, and then there was a blur of blood and flesh that could not be seen clearly.

Du Yu sighed and asked in his heart: "What do you want to tell me?"

Recalling the stone that opened the fifth page, it should not be connected with the ancient dynasty in any way, and here, Du Yu is no less than a giant among dwarfs, with excellent flexibility, strength and dexterity. .

Soon, Du Yu jumped up from the centurion and rushed to the position of the vanguard general.

The veteran's body had been buried. Du Yu went to check it from time to time, then poured a bottle of wine in front of him and shook his head.

The victory of this battle came suddenly, and Du Yu, who performed the best among them, was naturally promoted. Now he is a vanguard general, silently counting the time before he falls here, and sighs with emotion:

“Before I knew it, a month had passed.”

There is no sun or moon in cultivating the Taoism, but among these precarious people, Du Yu can feel their joy and sorrow.

But today is a special day. Several pioneer generals have made an appointment to go to Tianxiang Pavilion to play. The name seems to be very elegant, but in fact, it is just a brothel.

Du Yu played with the wine glass in his hand, put down his armor and walked in leisurely. Soon, an old mother arranged to listen to a singer's piano music.

"Sir, please come in."

The beauty was beside him, but there was no joy in Du Yu's eyes. Ye Hu patted him on the shoulder:

"Everyone is here to drink wine together, so be happy."

Du Yu smiled and seemed to have integrated into the place.

"Sir, how should you respond to this poem?"

A singer handed a calligraphy and painting to Du Yu, seemingly intending for him to appreciate it.

Du Yu picked up the calligraphy and painting, looked at the words on it, and couldn't help but laugh. Aren't these two lines of love poems that are now famous in the world? The singer's request for poetry is false, but the hope that she can be rescued here is true.

Du Yu didn't bother to expose her, and he didn't pretend to understand what she meant. Instead, he took the wine glass and looked at the words "Jianjia Cang Cang, white dew is frost" on it, and whispered in her ear:

"The so-called beauty is on the side of the water."

The singer's pink face turned red instantly, and her already charming face took on a more charming color.

Du Yu smiled, then threw out some money to buy the singer into his own house, which was not big but had everything.

The little episode passed quickly, and Du Yu silently calculated that today is his thirty-seventh day here.

Now we are facing a battle to siege the valley. Now Du Yu is a military general, but he was also invited, so he sat on the side seat.

"Now that our army has an absolute advantage, the small Zhuzhu is not enough to be afraid of."

Du Yu took a sip from the wine glass in front of him. He had already understood that now it was just a situation where the big fish eats the small fish, and they were the big fish. The reason why they asked him to come and observe was just because of this battle. It's almost guaranteed to win, just make up the numbers.

Du Yu listened to them until he was foaming at the mouth, and then when the task of leading the charge was once again given to Du Yu, Du Yu rolled his eyes and accepted it smoothly.

"Come on, this is just a battle to gild some people, you should understand."

Du Yu nodded. The man in front of him was called Wang Xiao. He was a general who led millions of troops. The so-called gilding was to add a layer of military exploits to certain figures like princes.

Although Du Yu was tantamount to taking sides, his status was not high enough so no one forced him. It was also because although Du Yu did not take sides, he abided by their rules. In other words, he did not violate their interests.

That's why those people turned a blind eye, and Wang Xiao's words were just a reminder to Du Yu to let Du Yu know how to get out of the way.

Du Yu nodded. He didn't really care about everything here. He just wanted to put the damn parchment back when he could, because after all, this place was not where he belonged.