Chapter 819

They also hadn't expected the grassland people to run away so miserably.

Originally, everyone thought that the Qiang tribe and other tribes on the grasslands didn't care at all.

"Alright, let's leave quickly now."

"This bunch is simply too evil; we can't fight them at all. Brothers, run!"

Indeed, at this moment, the Xianbei and Qiang tribes turned and ran.

They didn't give their teammates any time to react; one had to know that each of them was considered to have strong soldiers and sturdy horses.

Especially the Xianbei tribe, who were now elusive.

Ever since they clashed with Gongsun Zan, they had been running particularly fast.

There was no other way; that guy Gongsun Zan was also very fast, and he possessed his strongest cavalry.

At this moment, Gongsun Zan finally ran over from afar, an anxious look on his face.

He knelt directly on the ground; he had long known that these ministers often came out for excursions.

After all, he had saved the Emperor that way last time, right?

But he hadn't expected them to be attacked again this time.

Emperor Liu Hong looked at Gongsun Zan and wept on the spot.

"Oh, brave general, fierce general! From now on, you shall follow by my side. As for this white horse of yours, just leave it to me; don't have any burdens."

At this moment, Emperor Liu Hong had already wept; all along, those bastards had been keeping his soldiers, and not a single soldier was willing to die for him. Of course, there seemed to be one now—Lu Bu.

But the Imperial Preceptor had told him that this guy Lu Bu seemed to have a screw loose in his head and must never be trusted.

Especially Lu Bu, who was now the Emperor's foster son; this guy changed his mind as easily as flipping his hand. Today he's your foster son, tomorrow he might come to stab you.

This left Emperor Liu Hong somewhat stunned, and he had even secretly tested it, discovering that this guy Lu Bu really did recognize foster fathers everywhere.

"Oh, foster father, don't go! Hattori Hanzo, is your strength still okay? Can I be your foster son?"

Lu Bu watched the fleeing Hattori Hanzo, feeling a little bit miserable.

What a good foster father; why did he run away like that? If he could become his foster son, wouldn't that be great? Right?

The world's number one expert—what a great honor! Of course, he knew the Imperial Preceptor's strength was the most formidable, but the problem was the Imperial Preceptor had too many disciples.

Lu Bu deeply knew that to get by here, one must have a backer. If you have a good relationship with the Imperial Preceptor, you can get promoted. For example, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were like two guardian deities.

They didn't care about anyone else's thoughts; every time they went to court, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei stood directly by the Emperor's side, one on the left and one on the right. These were their exclusive spots; no one else could stand there.

Even Lu Bu couldn't stand there. He had wanted to shamelessly stand in front, but Diao Chan and Cai Wenji didn't give him any chance at all.

Indeed, the front positions were occupied by these two young ladies, who could often be seen playing jump-chess during court sessions.

It was very speechless and helpless, so Lu Bu had always wanted to find a true backer, a true foster father.

So all along, he had recognized the Emperor as a foster father, recognized others as foster fathers; even if they were younger than him, it didn't matter, right?

Lu Bu had now realized that to succeed, someone like him basically had no choice but to recognize foster fathers.

Gu Yi had long seen through Lu Bu's thoughts, but he said nothing. This kid was actually a pity.

"Alright, I've seen it clearly this time. The five great tribes of the grasslands, right? They want to destroy the Great Han Empire. Then let's not say anything else this time; we'll just strike first."

Gu Yi was very angry; he hadn't expected to be raided one after another, and the three Zhang brothers were also stirring up trouble here, wanting to drag the Great Han Empire down.

Although the three Zhang brothers could be considered his disciples, he had taught them some strange things.

Many things he himself hadn't mastered, which led to these three brothers being somewhat disobedient now.

Otherwise, these three bastards should have headed to the Black Continent to obtain corn and other good things to solve the Great Han Empire's food problems, instead of stirring up trouble for him here.

"Alright, it seems if it doesn't work, I'll have to make a trip myself."

Gu Yi stood up directly; it seemed he still had to make a trip himself to see what was going on.

But before that, he had to teach these few bastards a good lesson.

Who gave them the confidence to think they could oppose the Great Han Empire with these little tricks? What kind of trash are they?

"Hey you, Guan Yu, go to the countryside and find some God-of-War level people."

"This is the Spring and Autumn Blade Technique for your cultivation. Lead these people—it's best if you can get me 5,000 blade-wielders."

"Hack them to death for me."

Gu Yi threw a book over, and Guan Yu caught it hurriedly. He discovered the contents of this book were simply too amazing.

With this thing, training would be very simple.

And Guan Yu tried it out, feeling a divine dragon awakening within his body.

Zhang Fei watched eagerly.

Gu Yi wouldn't favor one over the other and threw a book directly to Zhang Fei.

Heavenly Dipper Axe—this made Zhang Fei so happy he couldn't stop. He had always disliked this axe because it looked like it had no technical content.

And it required a lot of strength. Zhang Fei preferred things that used clever force.

But now, seeing the Heavenly Dipper Axe, he understood that this was also something that required great skill.

This made him so happy he couldn't find north.

With these things, let's see who dares to act cocky with him in the future.

But what exactly is going on on the great grasslands? We still need to keep watching.

No one noticed Dong Zhuo at this moment, a sinister smile on his lips. ===== CHAPTER 820 =====