Liu Bei's eyes fell on Zuo Feng's hand, and when he saw the long and sharp nails on Zuo Feng's fingers, Liu Bei felt disgusted.

Holding back his disgust, Liu Bei forced out a smile and said, "Angels are very knowledgeable. This wine is not available anywhere else. It is brewed by our army alone."

The reason why you choke when you drink it is because the brewing is not well-stored. If it can be stored for three months or five months before drinking, the taste will be much softer and more delicious."

When Zuo Feng heard this, his eyes lit up. Zuo Feng could already imagine how happy His Majesty would be when the fine wine was presented to him.

Zuo Feng rolled his eyes and smiled on his face. He smiled and said, "How much does General Xuande have of such good wine? I want to buy a few jars..."

As soon as Zuo Feng's words came out, Liu Bei heard the string and understood the elegant meaning. Liu Bei waved his hand grandly and said with a smile, "When the angel leaves, Bei and the angel will just take a few altars with them."

Zuo Feng smiled when he heard this.

Liu Bei gave him some wine as a gift, but Zuo Feng didn't even thank him and accepted it as he should.

While talking, I heard the sound of footsteps.

Zhang Fei returned with his spear.

Zhang Fei entered the door and slammed the snake spear on the stone bricks with a clang. Then, he cupped his fists and saluted Zuo Feng, the leader, and said in a fierce voice, "The spear has been brought, please let the angel watch me dance with the spear!"

After saying this, Zhang Fei walked to the hall with the spear in hand. Zhang Fei spread his legs forward and back, holding one hand in front and one hand in back. After getting into his stance, he let out a roar. The eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand was as big as a poisonous snake spitting a message.

Stab forward, one step at a time, one step at a time, the tip of the spear pointed straight at Zuo Feng.

Zhang Fei had a long back and was fierce, and he was carrying a long iron spear and stabbed him repeatedly. Zuo Feng couldn't help but sit up straight, tensed his body, and widened his eyes, with a look of caution on his face.

When Liu Bei saw that Zuo Feng was so bold, he showed a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth and then returned to normal.

Zhang Fei's magic was very fierce. An iron spear eight feet long danced in Zhang Fei's hand, whining and making a dark shadow.

Intentionally or unintentionally, Zhang Fei would suddenly feint at Zuo Feng, causing Zuo Feng's body to tremble suddenly after being frightened many times.

Zhang Fei deliberately frightened Zuo Feng, and his actions became more and more dangerous and excessive.

Zhang Fei roared loudly, and used his spear like a stick to slam down the eight-foot-long iron spear in front of Zuo Feng.

The iron spear hit the ground with a loud bang, so powerful that the ground shook slightly.

When he was hit with a spear from the front, Zuo Feng stood up in shock and looked like he was about to run away in shock and panic.

"Xuan, General Xuande, this...this..." Zuo Pengfeng pointed at Zhang Fei with a shocked face, stammering and unable to speak.

When Liu Bei saw that it was almost done, he stood up and shouted Zhang Fei back.

Then, Liu Bei smiled and asked Zuo Feng to sit down.

After Zuo Feng sat down in panic, Liu Bei introduced Zuo Feng, "The person who danced with the spear just now is my second brother. My second brother is quite brave. He often relies on his courage to challenge the Yellow Turban."

Zuo Feng raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complimented with more than enough heart, "You are truly a fierce warrior!"

It is obvious that Zhang Fei showed his bravery, Zuo Feng's attitude became much more restrained, and his kneeling posture became a bit straighter.

Being so frightened by Zhang Fei, Li Mengxi's method of "deterring the enemy" was fully successful. Zuo Feng was so frightened that he not only dared not ask for any more songs and dances, but also was so frightened by Zhang Fei that Zuo Feng was not even in the mood to eat or drink.

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After Zuo Feng took a few sloppy bites, he asked, "The bandit situation is very urgent. How many troops does General Xuande have? When can he leave?"

"In our army..."

"It's better to make detailed plans for major military matters." A childish voice sounded, interrupting Liu Bei's words at the right moment.

Liu Bei and Zuo Feng looked down at the same time.

When Liu Bei and Zuo Feng looked at each other, Li Mengxi looked calm.

Liu Bei reacted immediately, "Ah! Yes, it is difficult for the angel to accept this important matter of military aircraft. I hope the angel will forgive me!"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, Liu Bei stood up, bowed his hands to Zuo Feng, and said politely, "Excuse me, angel, wait a moment, I will discuss it with a few people, and I will have an answer.

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After saying that, Liu Bei left his seat in a hurry.

At the door, Li Mengxi also stood up and left the table before Liu Bei.

Seeing that Li Mengxi and Liu Bei had left, Guan Yu thought for a while and left.

As soon as Guan Yu left, Zhang Fei followed suit.

When Zhang Fei left again, only Jian Yong was left. Jian Yong wanted to leave with him, but when he saw that there was no one in the house, Jian Yong quickly went outside and called the soldiers to come in to accompany the guests.

After hastily making arrangements, Jian Yong left in a hurry.

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After avoiding the city lord's palace, he walked a long way and found a secluded place in the city. Li Mengxi looked at the people who were following him. Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei were all here. Behind him, Jian Yong was trotting over.

Li Mengxi raised his head, stared at Liu Bei, and asked seriously, "How many troops does Mr. Xuande think is appropriate?"

Liu Bei thought seriously, "...Eight thousand?"

Li Mengxi's expression immediately changed.

Liu Bei saw Li Mengxi's expression, and thought that the troops were sent too much. He also thought that the military rations were not sufficient and he could not bring so many people. "...Six thousand?" Liu Bei asked again.

Li Mengxi's eyes were subtle, his face was still cold, and he stared at Liu Bei coldly.

"Four thousand, or three thousand? Three thousand men and horses, the food and grass should be able to support them."

Seeing that Li Mengxi still had a bad look on his face, Liu Bei hesitated and said, "...If there are only two thousand soldiers or one thousand soldiers, can they stand up to the battle formation?"

Li Mengxi sighed, shook his head, stared at Liu Bei with a serious face, and asked word for word, "Does Duke Xuande really think that the imperial court's invitation to the envoy is really to beg for thieves?

The previous time I committed evil with Dong Zhuo, confronted Huangfu Song, and our army acted toughly, do you think that the officers and soldiers have been exposed for this, can you not hold it accountable?

Do you think that people like Dong Zhuo, Huang Fu and Song are easy to deal with?

Do you think that this trip to Luoyang is really an opportunity for glory rather than a dragon's pond and a tiger's den?"
Chapter completed!