The strongest emperor of the Three Kingdoms

"Remember, the general who defended the city this time, the princess said, must survive."

Before leaving, Wang Xiao patted Du Yu's shoulder. Du Yu rolled his eyes. Wang Xiao was from the Zhuzhu Kingdom. It was hard to imagine that ever since he went north to join Que Ling, he never had the slightest pity for his homeland. heart of.

Perhaps that's why, now, 80% of Que Ling's soldiers and millions of people obey his orders. Although it is not because of his charisma, it is precisely because of this that it is more and more proof of his ability and means. The entire Que Ling There was no one who was not afraid of this fierce general, and no one dared to look down upon him just because he was from the Zhuling Kingdom.

As Du Yu's top boss this time, Du Yu rolled his eyes and had no intention of interacting with this guy who only knew how to lead the war. As for how to save the man's life, Du Yu thought for a moment and finally decided to resign himself to his fate. .

"General, when the city is broken, General Lao will be there."

A man in noble clothes came over and smiled at Du Yu. Du Yu nodded with a noncommittal attitude.

The man seemed to know something, and quickly took out a golden ticket from his arms. The golden ticket was no less than one hundred thousand taels. Du Yu frowned, but seemed to have thought of something, nodded and collected the golden ticket.

This man was the second prince Que Ling. Naturally, he came here to gild himself in this small country battle, and also to make friends with Du Yu, a general who had been promoted from a soldier to a vanguard general in just one month.

To lay a solid foundation for his future, Du Yu accepted it just to leave some enough coins for his subordinates to survive after he left. However, the second prince's wish was in vain. Although Du Yu was taken away because of the pages of the book, I'm here, but I won't stay here for a long time.

"General, the siege giant tree is ready."

Du Yu rolled his eyelids. Although this behavior was a bit outdated in his eyes, the people here seemed to be particularly happy with it. Only then did Du Yu notice that the general in the city was lame in both military and military skills.

"Anyone left alive?"

Du Yu touched his chin. He could clearly see the unyielding, fearless and despair in the man's eyes. But after all, this was a battle and not a trivial matter. As for how to save his life, Du Yu, who was originally indifferent, felt it for the first time. If she was such a person, he would be somewhat interested in keeping her safe.

When the city gate burst, Du Yu flew up. The people on the city were shocked, but the people below the city took it for granted. Du Yu's martial arts is a legend among soldiers. There are many speculations about the origin of his martial arts. The most reliable one is, It was just years of hard training and so on, but what no one knew was that Du Yu never belonged here.

"Kill."

In an instant, the morale of the people in the city was high. Du Yu easily caught the general guarding the city, and then gave up his general skills.

Next to Quewang City, this is the foot of the emperor. But thinking of this, Du Yu felt a bit of inexplicable contempt in his heart. As a Taoist, he naturally did not think highly of the mortal king.

Returning to his own house, although Du Yu did not abide by the rules here very much, no one had any objections. Although he did not abide by the complicated rules in the palace, he could understand the tacit rules under everyone's nose. Therefore, here Only people can tolerate such a nondescript existence like him.

Even among the prisoners he captured, no one dared to ask more questions.

Du Yu was sitting on the Taishi chair in his house. In front of him was the prisoner of war who was tied into a rice dumpling. Behind him, the dancer he bought earlier was squeezing his shoulders. He was living a very comfortable life.

"May I have your name."

Du Yu untied this man and was not afraid of him escaping. Under the guard of layers of guards, except for his not-so-big mansion, nowhere outside was safe.

"Chen Ziyang."

The man replied with neither humility nor arrogance in his eyes. The color in his eyes was extremely gloomy, and he obviously knew his ending.

Indeed, if Du Yu had not come here, no one would pay much attention to someone like Chen Ziyang who did not know how to follow others and was extremely clumsy in learning martial arts and tactics.

The soldiers who surrendered along the way introduced details of Chen Ziyang's life. Such a general who was obsessed with the art of war and strategy was actually useless in both civil and military affairs. He was completely different from Wang Xiao who was born in Zhuzhu.

Du Yu dropped the bamboo scroll in his hand that introduced the person in front of him and sighed. Although this person was clumsy, he was a good person who practiced martial arts. In other words, he was a good person who practiced swordsmanship. Du Yu could tell at a glance. , the sharpness in Chen Ziyang's eyes was almost the same as the one on his broken sword.

It's a pity that such a Jasper has been covered in dust after all. He learned marksmanship, but he failed to get into the entrance, and he learned military art, but he couldn't lead his less than a hundred soldiers well.

"You, would you rather follow me, leave here, go far away, and see the big world outside."

Du Yu held a cup of tea with both hands and said with a smile in his eyes.

Chen Ziyang shook his head. Du Yu naturally knew this was the result, so he took a cup of tea from the singer bought by the brothel and shook his head:

"I can help you fulfill a wish in your heart, as long as it is a wish you want to fulfill."

The eyes of the person in front of him instantly lit up with fire. Du Yu smiled and handed the tea on the table again, with unabashed appreciation in his eyes. He now has a sword and people, but no one really understands swords, and there is no good book. There are no sword manuals and no good tutorials.

But if such a fine rough embryo can be formed in one's own hands, it is not difficult to imagine what kind of peerless edge one will see in the future.

"If you can help me save Zhu Ling's life, I will sacrifice my life for you."

Straightforward, neat, and as inflexible as ever, this may be the innocent heart that will no longer be seen in the world.

Du Yu smiled and nodded. As long as he was taken out of this ancient country, it would be worthwhile. As for how to achieve his wish, it was not too difficult.

From Chen Ziyang's mouth, Du Yu learned about the past between the three of them. This magical person, Chen Ziyang once saved the life of the princess of Queling Kingdom, and Wan Xiao admired the princess of Queling Kingdom, Zhu Ling liked Wan Xiao, and Chen Zi Yang himself only wanted to protect the small country. As for his admiration for Zhu Ling, he might not have noticed it.

After all, in his eyes, such behavior is just to preserve the last bloodline of the royal family.

Du Yu smiled, then took him away towards the breached city. Du Yu took out the silver coins he had on him and rewarded his soldiers, and then strictly ordered them not to rob the people in the city.

The arrangement between rewards and punishments was particularly clear. Although Chen Ziyang didn't understand these things, he still nodded blankly. He was not pure. At least he looked at Du Yu with a little more gratitude.