New Three Kingdoms Tales: Starting as the expressionless Liu Bei

Three hundred more elite soldiers charged out from both sides, heading straight for Gongsun Zan.

If it were Gongsun Zan before he started killing, he might have sensed something was wrong, but now he's going crazy with each kill, his eyes filled with nothing but bloodlust.

He burst into wild laughter, and the twisted black shadow behind him danced wildly, each twitch sweeping up several soldiers and crushing them, armor and all.

He was completely unaware that two soldiers were quietly moving through the crowd surging from his left and right sides. They were crouching low, breathing barely, and each of them was tightly clutching an eyeball in their left palm.

Each person's transformation into a monster is different. When Zhang Fei transforms, his bones crack and pop, and his body grows taller and taller, like an armored giant, following the path of overwhelming force with sheer power.

When Guan Yu transforms into his strange form, his entire body turns crimson red like a branding iron, and his attack and defense both increase exponentially.

Gongsun Zan's bizarre transformation involved tearing open a rift from his back, from which countless black, sticky tentacles surged forth, turning the area within ten steps around him into a deadly wasteland.

The two soldiers couldn't get close at all. The net of whips woven from tentacles was so dense that the soldier at the front was lashed in half before he could even touch Gongsun Zan's clothes, and bits of flesh splattered all over the ground.

They clenched their left hands tighter, hiding their eyes deep between their fingers.

This is their only trump card. Once Gongsun Zan discovers that they have these two items, that beast will definitely pounce on them and snatch them without hesitation.

Without his eyes, the lord's plan is completely ruined.

Liu Bei saw all of this, his knuckles clenched so tightly in his sleeves that they turned white.

He underestimated Gongsun Zan.

They initially thought it was just a few tentacles, and that they could overwhelm him with sheer numbers. But now, there were at least thirty tentacles surging within that black mist, protecting Gongsun Zan at the core. The soldiers who charged forward fell in droves before they could even get close.

Liu Bei stared at Gongsun Zan, who was fighting more and more fiercely ahead, and unconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword.

He finally figured out a problem he had been ignoring all along.

While Gongsun Zan was eating people, he would continuously stack the Pride status on himself. At the same time, with each person he devoured, his hunger level would rapidly increase.

While arrogance might expose his weaknesses, his hunger-driven rage, once satisfied, also causes his combat prowess to surge. This is why Gongsun Zan grows stronger with each battle.

No wonder he was so confident. Liu Bei's original plan was to create an opportunity for a fatal blow by piling up his troops into a state of arrogance, but now it seems that this plan was doomed from the start.

His clenched knuckles slowly loosened, his palms already covered in sweat.

The arrogant state of Gongsun Zan has been built up to its limit. If it continues, he will really run out of resources, and then they will have to face the terrifying Gongsun Zan in person.

Plans can't keep up with changes, we can't wait any longer.

Liu Bei turned his head and whispered a few words to Guan Yu.

This is a last resort; he would never use it unless absolutely necessary.

The two exchanged a glance, and the next second, Guan Yu's beard and hair stood on end, a scorching red aura rose from his body, and he dragged his Green Dragon Crescent Blade straight into the crowd.

As he passed by the two soldiers, he casually scooped up their eyes and held them in his palm.

Liu Bei then dragged a heavy basket out of the house behind him. The basket was full of longswords.

When Gongsun Zan saw Guan Yu charging towards him with his sword alone, he assumed that Liu Bei was at his wit's end. He threw his head back and laughed wildly. The sound rolled out from the distorted black mist behind him, causing broken bricks on the courtyard wall to fall down in a rustling sound.

"Liu Bei, you are doomed to die today! Even if Heaven itself intervenes, it cannot save you!"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Bei picked up two long swords from the basket, holding one in each hand with the tips pointing diagonally to the ground.

He took a deep breath, suddenly raised his head, and roared like a hammer striking a bronze bell: "Order all camps! Fight Gongsun Zan to the death, fight to the last moment, and then commit suicide!"

The soldiers in the courtyard, who had been pinned down by the tentacles, shuddered, a surge of reckless ferocity rising in their eyes.

The remaining soldiers picked up their broken swords, the wounded soldiers used their spear shafts to support themselves as they stood up, and everyone gritted their teeth and pressed down on the black mist together.

Liu Bei closed his eyes slightly, and the image of Liu Bei throwing the hundred-step flying sword amidst the flames of Yiling in the new Three Kingdoms appeared in his mind.

Liu Bei was furious. Lu Xun's fire burned his 700,000-strong army to the ground, and countless strategists and generals who had fought alongside him perished in the flames.

With Jingzhou lost, Liu Bei was left with only Sichuan, where resources were scarce. Even if Zhuge Liang possessed the art of human transformation, he would find it difficult to create enough soldiers.

From then on, the Shu Han dynasty began its decline.

The memory flashed by in an instant. The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyeballs bloodshot, as if he were Liu Bei, who was burned by Lu Xun in the Battle of Yiling.

"Kill Gongsun Zan!"

"Kill him!"

"kill!!!"

He suddenly exerted force from his waist and abdomen, twisting the force from his heels all the way to his shoulders and arms, pouring all the strength of his body into his right arm.

The first longsword flew from my hand, tearing through the air with a sharp screech.

Immediately following behind was a second blade, like two bolts of lightning, one after the other, aimed straight at Gongsun Zan's face and heart.

Hundred-Step Flying Sword!

Gongsun Zan sneered. How could such a physical attack possibly harm him?

He didn't even lift his eyelids. Two tentacles shot out from the black mist behind him, wrapped around the flying sword, and with a clang, firmly caught the blade before casually tossing it aside.

Two more lashes struck Guan Yu. Guan Yu's body turned crimson like a branding iron. He took the two heavy blows head-on, his feet only swaying slightly. Instead, he used the residual force of the tentacles to ram forward a few more steps, knocking down several of his own soldiers who couldn't dodge in time.

"So hard?" Gongsun Zan raised an eyebrow, and a tentacle quietly emerged. This time, it didn't strike, but instead unfolded a strange painting.

The amber-colored wine slowly flowed on the canvas, just like the wine painting that had trapped Zhang Fei.

Guan Yu was prepared. He gritted his teeth and swung his Green Dragon Crescent Blade upwards, severing the tentacle along with its flesh.

The reason his willpower was so astonishing at this moment was entirely due to the word "alcohol" in his heart.

The wine in this cryptic painting is fake. If you can't even resist the fake and become addicted to it, then you'll never taste a drop of real wine again in this lifetime.

With this thought in mind, his grip on the knife tightened suddenly, and the blade trembled slightly from his resolute will.

Whoever prevents him from getting a drink must die!

Gongsun Zan frowned slightly, and the black mist behind him surged violently, with five tentacles shooting out simultaneously, each displaying a bizarre painting.

A painting depicting a beautiful woman, a painting depicting fame and fortune… Five scrolls were lined up in the air, their light and shadows flowing and captivating.

Guan Yu's eyes widened in fury, and he swept his Green Dragon Crescent Blade horizontally in front of him. Where the blade passed, the five tentacles broke off simultaneously, and the scroll turned into fragments that scattered in the air.

He stood with his sword drawn, his voice booming like a bell: "Who am I, Guan? No beauty can seduce me, no fame can sway my will, no wealth can corrupt my heart!"

Whoosh! Five sword lights pierced through the air. Liu Bei's face turned red, and he put all his strength into his arms, throwing the five long swords one after another, aiming straight for Gongsun Zan's throat, heart, and abdomen.

Gongsun Zan waved his tentacles to deflect the flying sword, cursing Cao Cao in his heart.

Damn Cao Cao, didn't you say that Guan Yu couldn't resist fine wine? I offered him all sorts of beauties, wine, fame, and fortune, and he didn't even blink!