The Three Kingdoms began with island farming

Chapter 682: Extremely Rich
Surie stared at the billowing dust rising on both sides of the sky, his pupils contracting sharply.

Sun Ce's crimson battle flag fluttered in the wind, while Wei Yan's black-armored cavalry gleamed coldly. The two forces advanced in a pincer movement, completely cutting off the Kushan army's retreat.

His warhorse suddenly lost its footing and collapsed to its knees, throwing him violently onto the sand, his mouth instantly filled with bloody grit.

"General, run!" His guards tried to block his way, but were riddled with arrows by Sun Ce's elite cavalry, who were charging at the forefront.

Surya struggled to his feet and saw the body of the lieutenant who had been commanding the remaining troops in the rear being impaled by a spear, leaving a bloody arc in the air.

The remnants of the Kushan army let out desperate cries. Some threw down their weapons and knelt down to beg for mercy, while others brandished their scimitars in a desperate struggle, only to be crushed like ants under the iron hooves of the Han army.

"Array up!"

Surrey brandished his broken scimitar and gathered his last remaining guards.

These warriors, who had followed him in battle for many years, stood shoulder to shoulder, forming the last line of defense with their shields.

Upon seeing this, Sun Ce's eyes flashed with admiration, but he showed no mercy and led his Overlord Iron Cavalry in a direct charge.

Under the iron hooves, the already exhausted personal guards could not stir up any trouble and were all killed and trampled to pieces.

As Surya watched the corpses of his guards fall one by one before him, a wave of sorrow washed over him.

Sun Ce, leading the charge, rushed in front of him, his spear flashing like a dragon, piercing directly through Suliye's chest.

Surrey's body slowly collapsed, his vision gradually blurred, but he felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.

"it is finally over!"

After a series of blows and despair, Surie had lost all will to fight.

At this moment, all he wanted was to rest and get away from this era and battlefield that no longer belonged to him.

If there is an afterlife, I will never be an enemy of the Han people again!

The battle, which was a foregone conclusion, ended with the complete annihilation of the Kushan army.

Liu Fan and Sun Ce originally intended to eliminate the Kushan soldiers completely, but Liu Bei was ultimately kind-hearted and spared them, sending them to Qi for forced labor.

Shameful waste!
Liu Bei, who made a living by weaving mats and selling shoes in his youth, was a man who knew how to manage his finances.

When Liu Bei and Sun Ce led their troops to Liu Fan's camp, they were shocked to see the scorched earth and the sea of ​​fire spreading everywhere.

The camp was surrounded by boulders and crossbow bolts, leaving almost no room to put one's feet down.

When Liu Bei and Sun Ce saw this, their lips twitched slightly.

spendthrift!
Liu Bei dismounted, stepping on the half-broken crossbow bolt embedded in the ground, his gaze sweeping over the mountain of slingshot debris.

On the scorched earth, scattered broken crossbows lay lying on the ground, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur mixed with the blood and flesh.

Sun Ce picked up a crossbow at random. It was so badly damaged that it looked like it had been trampled on by countless people.

Zhou Yu glanced at it and said, "It's probably because the crossbow jammed during the pursuit. A few parts malfunctioned, but it can be fixed with a little adjustment. However, it was abandoned because of the pursuit."

Sun Ce's lips twitched slightly: "That Liu Fan is really rich and powerful!"

Liu Bei sighed speechlessly, looking at the hundreds and thousands of ballistae and catapults of various kinds, and the massive number of crossbowmen, feeling utterly speechless.

"My two elder brothers have arrived!" Liu Fan greeted them with a smile.

He paid no attention to the scene around him, but was quite proud of it.

"Boyu, you've practically crushed the Kushan army with mountains of gold and silver!" Sun Ce teased.

"Of course," Liu Fan said with a carefree laugh.

"I am not as brave as my two elder brothers, so I can only spend more money to boost my fighting strength."

Seeing Liu Fan's shameless yet proud attitude, Sun Ce said speechlessly, "Boyu, how much wealth do you have to squander like this?"

Liu Fan smiled slightly and said, "It's only a little more than my two elder brothers by a hundred million." Wealth is like a snowball; once you've acquired your "first pot of gold," it's much easier to acquire a second.

Liu Fan was the first to earn his "first pot of gold".

Sun Ce was aware of this matter and couldn't help but sigh.

Liu Fan certainly had the right to be willful, because he was indeed "rolling in money".

If he hadn't acted decisively and sent Sun Quan to the southeastern peninsula to get a share of the spoils, he and Liu Bei combined would probably be far less wealthy than Liu Fan.

Seeing that Liu Bei and Sun Ce were both impressed by his extravagance, Liu Fan couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, as refreshing as drinking ice water on a hot summer day.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!

"Although Fan is still somewhat inferior to his two elder brothers in terms of strength, he might not be without a chance of winning if they were to fight head-on."

Hearing Liu Fan's arrogant words, Liu Bei and Sun Ce were speechless, yet had no choice but to admit it.

Under the threat of slingshots, crossbow bolts, and oil, all living beings are absolutely equal.

This kind of play is a headache for anyone to watch.

Even the two of them couldn't think of a good solution.

Upon hearing this, Huang Quan quickly stepped forward to smooth things over, saying, "King Yue, King Wu, now that the Suliye tribe has been destroyed, what should we do next?"

"Should we advance into western Kushan, or assist the four northern kings in besieging Purusha?"

"Furthermore, the eastern part of the Kushan Empire still appears to be under the rule of Huvishka III. Should we...?"

Hearing Huang Quan's words, Liu Bei replied without hesitation, "We don't need to worry about Fulousha. Yuan Shao and Cao Mengde's strength should not be underestimated."

"As for the western and eastern parts of the Kushan Empire... it's not really our place to take action."

In terms of the overall situation, the three kings in the south actually gained a lot of advantages.

Whether it was the Southeast Asian Peninsula or India, they ate so much that they became incredibly fat and greasy.

Liu Fan can even pull off such unrealistic tactics.

The four kings of the north were all fighting tough battles.

Whether it was the Northern Xiongnu, Hussein, or the personal guards led by Bodiao, they were all tough nuts to crack.

The difficulty of fighting them was more than one level higher.

However, the four kings of the north gained very little.

Anyone would feel resentful in this situation.

Therefore, regarding the division of spoils after conquering the Kushan Empire, both they and Tianze shared a consensus: the lion's share would go to the four northern kings.

After all, they've already taken too much advantage; it would be going too far if they pushed their luck any further.

The southern part of the Kushan Empire was the most densely populated area, accounting for more than 30% of the Kushan population, enough for the three kings to divide among themselves.

The population of the other three realms and the core area is not suitable for them to get involved anymore.

Sun Ce and Liu Fan both nodded in agreement.

Like Liu Bei, they were both kind-hearted people who wouldn't do anything too shameless.

Moreover, they didn't really care much about the population size of the Kushan Empire.

Although the Kushan Empire was powerful, its total population was only a little over ten million. Even if the four northern kings occupied all the remaining territory, they would only have captured a population of ten million.

As for them, India already had a population of nearly 40 million, so why would they need to compete with the Four Kings for such a small number of people?

(End of this chapter)