Zhou Cang took the Qinglong Yanyue Knife for a try, then held the knife in both hands to return it.

Li Mengxi stretched out his hand to stop him, "How? Is this weapon still available?" Li Mengxi asked impatiently.

You can't say it's easy.

This is the principle of life. What does it mean to take advantage of other people's weapons? What if you take advantage of other people's weapons? You want it.

It can't be like this.

Therefore, Zhou Cang only said that it is a good sword and a good weapon. It is really a magic weapon.

Li Mengxi smiled and asked, "Since weapons are so good, why don't a strong man try them out and see how they are used?"

As soon as Li Mengxi told Zhou Cang to play with Qinglong Yanyue, Zhou Cang saw that Guan Yu, who was carrying his back, immediately turned his head and glared at him, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Zhou Cang was extremely embarrassed, "I won't try, I won't try! How can a rough guy like Zhou Cang use General Guan's magic weapon..."

"Hmph!" Guan Yu snorted in displeasure, turned around and scolded, "I'll let you use it as you please! Why bother to be pretentious!"

Zhou Cang's face turned red when Guan Yu scolded him, and he felt embarrassed as he held the Qinglong Yanyue in his hands.

Gritting his teeth, Zhou Cang thought to himself, forget it! Although I want to hate Guan Yu, because of my love for the young master, I will let him go for once!

Thinking of this, Zhou Cang no longer hesitated. He held up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and saluted Li Mengxi and Guan Yu with fists in his hands. "Zhou Cang will be brave enough to show off his ugliness!"

After saying that, he strode back to the open space, roared loudly, raised his arms with all his strength, and the heavy green dragon Yan Yue fluttered and flew to the height of a person.

Before the knife fell, Zhou Cang raised his arm and held the knife firmly in his hand.

Li Mengxi had seen Guan Yu use a sword, and his laws were strict.

The sword used by Zhou Cang in this chamber is not as beautiful as Guan Yu's, and the sword is more rough and fierce.

Zhou Cang grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and with a Qinglong Yanyue in Zhou Cang's hand, he could only slash fiercely.

Zhou Cang held the Qinglong knife and heard violent shouts one after another. He opened his eyes angrily, and the Qinglong knife banged forward and slashed, one knife after another, another vertical blow, and another knife. That fierceness, that

His body was so strong that he seemed to use a knife as if he were a hammer. He only had one simple movement. He only raised his arm high, raised it high above his head, and then slashed the knife down hard. After cutting with one stroke, he raised the knife again and struck again.

Li Mengxi's head went cold when he saw it, and his mouth opened wide.

A group of onlookers nearby quickly gathered around to take a look, and in the blink of an eye Zhou Cang was surrounded.

Behind Li Mengxi, Guan Yu saw that Zhou Cang was able to use Qinglong Yanyue like an arm, and sighed that this man had extraordinary physical strength. Guan Yu thought that this man's strength was probably not much less than his own, and he couldn't help but admire Zhou Cang.

For a long time, amid the white snow flying and the howling north wind, Zhou Cang's whole body warmed up as he danced with the sword. With the last strike, a big snowdrift appeared in front of him. Zhou Cang's eyes widened with anger, and he raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword above his head with all his strength, roaring angrily.

, the knife in his hand was slashed with all his might.

ever!

With one slash, the Qinglong Saber wielded unparalleled power and slashed the huge snowdrift from top to bottom. The broken snow flew in random directions, and with a clang sound, it chopped straight into the soil.

Although snow is not a hard material, it is not easy to crack open a pile of frozen snow as high as a person.

"good!

"

The people watching around burst into cheers.

Zhou Cang grasped the end of the knife and pulled the Qinglong knife out of the snowdrift.

The knife cut through the snow, but the blade was still bright. As he walked towards Guan Yu, Zhou Cang carefully wiped the blade with his sleeve again and again.

Guan Yu saw that Zhou Cang was quite brave and his ill will towards Zhou Cang was no longer so great. Guan Yu took the initiative to walk out of the crowd and took the sword.

Glancing at the people watching the fun, Guan Yu frowned and said, "Disperse!" Guan Yu scolded and shouted to drive them away.

Everyone then dispersed.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword was very heavy. Zhou Cang carried the Qinglong Yanyue knife and slashed wildly for a long time. He didn't sweat much, and his face still looked normal, without any redness. Li Mengxi was surprised. Zhou Cang's strength and stamina were outstanding this time.

Li Mengxi smiled and said to Xin Zhoucang, "General Guan, you can use this sword like an arm wielder. How about I forge a Qinglong Yanyue for you in the future?"

Guan Yu stood on the side holding a sword. Guan Yu originally misunderstood that Li Mengxi wanted to give Qinglong Yanyue to this unknown person. At this time, Li Mengxi said that he would make another Qinglong Yanyue in the future, which meant that he did not want to give the sword away. Guan Yu was stunned for a moment.

I laughed immediately.

Li Mengxi turned around, looked at Guan Yu, and said, "General Guan, where are Zhang Jiao's troops?"

Guan Yu frowned and thought for a moment, "I can't figure it out, it's all in a mess."

Li Mengxi asked again, "Then...the Yellow Turban warriors are elites, so most of them must have been incorporated into the military camps, right? General Laoguan has gathered together warriors so that I can reunite my manpower."

There was no need for Guan Yu himself to do the work of summoning the soldiers. Guan Yu saw a messenger cavalry and ordered the messenger cavalry to go and give the order.

After a while, the voice of the order spread to the camp, and the soldiers in the camp quickly gathered.

The camp was congested and it was difficult to form a formation, so Li Mengxi, Guan Yu and Zhou Cang gathered in the open space outside the camp.

The soldiers had finished lining up. In front of the magnificent array, Li Mengxi said to Zhou Cang beside him, "General Zhou Cang, if you can please go over and find the old Yellow Turban warriors and pick them out."

Zhou Cang bowed his fist to Li Mengxi and went down to look for him.

After Zhou Cang went down, he walked towards the side of the array, apparently preparing to search for them one by one.

Watching Zhou Cang go away, Li Mengxi raised his head and looked at Guan Yu. Li Mengxi looked puzzled and asked, "General Guan, I think Zhou Cang is a talented person, and I wanted to recommend him to you, but I can't.

You seem to keep people away? Why is that?"

Guan Yu was still unhappy with Zhou Cang. Don't think that Zhou Cang could use Qinglong Yanyue and play swordsmanship for a while, so Guan Yu valued him. He was trying to show off by showing off his sword in front of Mr. Guan Erye.

Therefore, when Li Mengxi told Zhou Cang to carry the sword, Guan Yu said angrily, "Ah! Since he is a talented person, how can we neglect him? Wouldn't it be humiliating to let him carry the sword for Guan? Guan has the hands and feet to carry the sword himself."

, no need for others to do it for you!”

Look at Guan Yu's yin and yang attitude. He openly said that he was a talented person, but he didn't dare to let others mention it. In fact, Guan Yu didn't look down on Zhou Cang in his words. What he meant was that he was not even worthy of Zhou Cang to hold a sword.

Li Mengxi was not fully focused on this at this time. He didn't listen to Guan Yu's sarcasm. He thought about it seriously and said, "Yes, Zhou Cang can be of great use." He said thoughtfully.

Ren Zhoucang is one of the commanders of the Yellow Turban Warriors, wouldn't he just be in charge of the elite Yellow Turban Warriors?

Looking towards Zhou Cang, Zhou Cang is looking for someone one by one. How long will it take to find these thousands of soldiers?

Li Mengxi met the messenger and gave him a few words.

The ordering soldiers took over the task and shouted to the soldiers standing in awe, "Who was the Yellow Turban warrior? Get out of the queue! Come forward!"

When the ordering soldier said this, Zhou Cang, who was touching people one by one, stopped.

Li Mengxi has long known that the method of finding people one by one is very stupid. One is that the efficiency is slow, and the other is that the Yellow Turbans started in a hurry and were defeated in a hurry. Zhou Cangzong is the leader of the Yellow Turbans and it is impossible to recognize everyone, so he asked Zhou Cang to go down and look for them.

This is not a very good idea.

Li Mengxi knew that the idea was not good and still let Zhou Cang go down. He deliberately pushed Zhou Cang away so that he could ask Guan Yu.

After a while, most of the yellow scarf warriors who had been hastily organized into the fighting soldiers came out, totaling more than three hundred people.

That's all the remaining Yellow Turban warriors.

If these three hundred people were not gathered together, Li Mengxi would not notice anything. But when these three hundred people stood together, Li Mengxi immediately noticed that this group of people was much taller than the other soldiers next to them.

All of them are strong, and are one size larger than the other soldiers next to them. According to Li Mengxi's visual inspection, this group of people are generally 1.8 meters tall, and there are more than 300 such burly people.

On the side, Guan Yu saw this group of majestic soldiers, and his eyes lit up. What a group of burly and majestic soldiers!

It was said that people were better than others, and Li Mengxi remembered that when the Zhuozhou Army selected elite soldiers, they also specially selected strong and strong people to serve as sword and shield warriors. Li Mengxi thought that the sword and shield warriors he selected had the foundation of elite soldiers.

, but compared with the Yellow Turban warriors and warriors, they pale in comparison.

Afterwards, Li Mengxi specially called out the sword and shield warriors of the Zhuozhou Army and arranged them to line up next to the yellow scarf warriors.

In this comparison, the difference is even more obvious. Although the sword and shield warriors of the Zhuozhou Army are also tall and strong, they are still generally shorter than the average yellow turban warriors who are 1.8 meters per capita.

Li Mengxi was surprised by the quality of the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Warriors.

Then, after thinking about it, Li Mengxi understood that before the Zhuozhou Army rebels encountered Zhang Jiao, they only fought a small group of Yellow Turbans, so the sword and shield warriors selected were only the strongest among the thousands of Yellow Turban prisoners.

But Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Army swept across several states, holding hundreds of thousands of people hostage. The tallest, strongest and strongest warriors selected from hundreds of thousands of people were selected from a small group of top men in the pyramid. They were of higher quality than those selected from the thousands.

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Looking at the burly and strong three hundred warriors, Li Mengxi secretly decided that no matter what, these yellow scarf warriors must form a separate battalion.
Chapter completed!