Chapter 814: The Death of Zhang Liang, Duan Yu Draws His Saber! [1]

"Others can sit on it, why can't we?"

Zhang Bao looked at Zhang Jiao with bloodshot eyes, clutching the empty wine cup tightly.

"Second Brother."

Zhang Liang, to the side, hurriedly stood up and reached out to pull Zhang Bao: "Second Brother, don't say these things first. Big Brother is also doing this for the good of our family."

However, Zhang Bao threw off Zhang Liang, who had reached out to pull him.

A trace of ferocity was revealed in his eyes.

It made Zhang Liang, to the side, stunned.

"Second Brother... what... what are you doing?" Zhang Liang's eyes were panicked.

Zhang Bao looked at Zhang Liang with fierce eyes and said: "Third Brother, don't you understand yet?"

"As things stand, we have long since had no way back!"

"Big Brother!"

Zhang Bao clutched the wine cup and looked at Zhang Jiao, saying crazily: "Now we have tens of thousands of troops. As long as we march south and fight our way into Luoyang, we can change the dynasty!"

"We can defeat the imperial court's army once, and we can defeat them twice."

"Now Jizhou has no imperial army that can stop us."

"As long as we cross the Yellow River and march south, we can fight our way into Luoyangcheng."

"Big Brother, if you are unwilling to do this, that's fine. I won't force you. As long as you hand over the military power in your hands to me," Zhang Bao reached out toward Zhang Jiao and said: "Big Brother, you just sit back and enjoy the success. Once I fight my way into Luoyangcheng, I will let you be the Emperor!"

"After you die, then pass the throne to me!"

Zhang Jiao, sitting in the main seat, took a deep breath and then slowly shook his head.

The expression on his face gradually became disappointed.

Were they the ones who defeated Lu Zhi?

Not at all.

If they had relied solely on their own strength, let alone defeating Lu Zhi,

just being able to survive under Lu Zhi's offensive would have been good enough.

"Second Brother..." Zhang Jiao shook his head and said disappointedly: "You think of everything too simply."

"Relying on you?"

"Relying on us?"

"You will only push all the followers of the Way of Peace into the abyss in the end."

"I cannot watch you lead tens of thousands of followers of the Way of Peace to their deaths."

"I can forgive you." Zhang Jiao frowned and said: "Three years ago, the Yuan clan sent someone, and I refused them."

"But they found you, didn't they?"

"You think I don't know? Don't know that you were involved in that assassination?"

"If you hadn't been involved, those assassins could never have mixed in by my side."

"I don't blame you, because people always have times when they are blinded by power and wealth."

"But I cannot watch you, for the sake of selfish desires, put tens of thousands of people to death."

Zhang Jiao shook his head while speaking: "Let go, Second Brother. All this vanity is nothing but a dream in the end. I said, as long as you lay down the power in your hands, we brothers can live in seclusion in the mountains and disband the Way of Peace, and we can live our lives in peace. Isn't that good?"

Zhang Liang, standing beside Zhang Jiao, was stunned on the spot.

He looked at Zhang Bao with terrified eyes and asked: "Second Brother... Big Brother... is what Big Brother said true?"

"You... you conspired with the Yuan clan to assassinate Big Brother?"

At Quliang City, Zhang Jiao was in a coma.

At that time, although they were not in a desperate situation, Zhang Liang could only listen to Zhang Bao.

But the premise was that Zhang Bao also didn't say he wanted to harm their big brother.

He only led the followers in Quliang City to counterattack the imperial army.

That assassination three years ago almost took Zhang Jiao's life.

In the end, it left an incurable root of illness.

Zhang Liang knew all of this.

But Zhang Liang never imagined that the assassination three years ago was a conspiracy between Zhang Bao and the Yuan clan.

Bang!

A crisp sound.

The cup Zhang Bao was holding in his hand was thrown to the ground and shattered into pieces.

Accompanied by Zhang Bao throwing the cup as a signal, the Yellow Turban Warriors hidden behind the screens in the hall rushed out, holding shields in one hand and sabers in the other. ===== CHAPTER 816 =====