Even emperors have it tough, so don't be too picky about the entries.

Chapter 211 [Naked War God] + [With Brothers, You're Really Killers]

Liu Siyuan was taken aback. What was Chen Shao playing at?

We two aren't good enough for him to become sworn brothers, are we? Especially Xing Daorong.

Chen Shao was a very strange person, and for a moment he was not sure what the other party was up to.

Xing Daorong, standing nearby, was overjoyed.

"Really? Then let's swear a blood oath right now!"

A blood oath?

A knife is needed to draw blood, and a bowl is needed to collect it.

Liu Siyuan was struck by a sudden inspiration and almost burst out laughing.

That's it!

This young emperor went through all that trouble, first praising Xing Daorong, then mentioning sworn brotherhood, acting as if it were real, but his ultimate goal was simply to get a bowl to appear in the tent.

As long as he has the bowl in his hand, can he perform that unpredictable cup-throwing skill?

No wonder he's been as docile as a lamb since he entered the tent; he was waiting here all along.

Liu Siyuan felt he had seen through Chen Shao's hand and was in a great mood.

He clapped his hands and laughed:

"Your Majesty's request to become sworn brothers is an honor for this humble general; how could I dare refuse!"

"Since we are both straightforward people, we won't go through those formalities of swearing blood oaths."

"Brotherhood is in the heart."

"As long as we acknowledge each other as brothers, what need is there for a few ceremonies, Your Majesty?"

Chen Shao quickly replied:

"That's right, but the emperor is all alone. Would you be willing to become my brothers?"

Liu Siyuan laughed heartily, pointing at the people filling the tent.

"Not to mention us, all the soldiers under my command are His Majesty's brothers!"

"good!"

Chen Shao almost burst into tears of joy.

Since we're all brothers, it's about time we made our move.

Just to be on the safe side, he suddenly slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and quickly ripped off his shirt.

With the combination of "Naked Warrior" and "Brothers, You're Really Killing," I don't believe they can withstand it.

"Since we're all brothers, let's just be frank."

"General Liu just asked me to taste the dishes and discuss the heroes, so I will let you taste the heroes of this world."

"Yu Qi'an, when all the ministers were heading south, defied public opinion and died to demonstrate his loyalty in resisting the Northern Barbarians; he can be called a hero!"

"Shen Qingci, a mere woman, sold her ancestral home to stabilize grain prices, wrapped herself in a tattered blanket, and ate cold steamed buns in the government office. She was selfless and devoted to the country; she truly deserves to be called a hero!"

"Wu Song, a former bandit, has turned to the light and now guards the northern gate, preventing the Northern Barbarians from looking south. He can truly be called a hero!"

Even Huang Chao, an unknown nobody, harbored a desire to establish a future for the people.

"These people are the backbone of the Great Yan Dynasty, the heroes in my heart."

With each name he uttered, the atmosphere in the tent grew heavier.

The smile on Liu Siyuan's face gradually faded.

It seems that Chen Shao changed completely after becoming sworn brothers.

"As for me."

Chen Shao said proudly:

"I rose from humble beginnings and lived in seclusion during the Qing'an era, yet since ascending the throne, I have defeated the Northern Barbarians, quelled the Yellow Turban Rebellion, weakened the regional military governors, and rectified the court."

"To save the nation from collapse and to rescue the people from suffering, I can be called a hero."

Chen Shao raised his finger and pointed at Liu Siyuan.

"And you, General Liu, do you think I must declare you a hero of our time today?"

Stop patting yourself on the back.

The atmosphere inside the tent suddenly plummeted to freezing point.

Liu Siyuan slapped the low table, and the others immediately drew their steel knives, their expressions menacing.

Dian Wei stepped forward to stand in front of Chen Shao, but Chen Shao stopped him.

"Liu Siyuan!"

Chen Shao shouted.

"You traitorous scoundrel! You've lived half your life in vain, achieving nothing but empty words and aiding and abetting evil!"

"They eat the king's food but do not think about being loyal to the king."

"Those who steal a country harbor the hearts of traitors."

"Such a disloyal, unfilial, inhumane, and unjust person dares to call himself a hero?"

"You think you're so great, a dog with a broken spine!"

Liu Siyuan was trembling all over from being scolded.

He suddenly kicked over the table in front of him.

Dishes and dishes were smashed all over the floor with a crash.

"Very good!" Liu Siyuan gritted his teeth.

"Chen Shao, you have successfully angered me."

"Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill the emperor?"

Chen Shao sneered:

"A man like you, without a ruler or father, would naturally feel no burden in killing the emperor. But Liu Siyuan, it's not that I underestimate you, but I'm standing right here, in your camp, right under the noses of your 20,000 elite soldiers. What can you do to me?"

These words were like a bucket of boiling oil poured on Liu Siyuan's burning heart.

With a roar, he snatched a spear from the hand of his personal guard.

Liu Siyuan was already extremely burly, and in his rage, the muscles in his arms bulged out like several green snakes coiled around them.

The spear flashed with a cold light, aiming directly at Chen Shao's chest.

The spear was swift and ruthless, even producing a whooshing sound as it cut through the air.

"Well done!"

Chen Shao laughed heartily, and in such a critical moment, such a smile would make people feel even more spirited.

He stood still, motionless.

With a flick of his left hand, his fingers spread wide, he gripped the shaft of the spear three inches below the spearhead.

Without him exerting any force, a crisp crack was heard, and the spear was broken in two.

Before Liu Siyuan could react, Chen Shao had already kicked him squarely in the chest.

The kick was incredibly powerful, sending Liu Siyuan flying backward off the ground.

It slammed heavily onto Xing Daorong behind him, and the two rolled around in a heap.

He truly deserves to be called the number one warrior in Hedong; although he was in so much pain from that kick that he broke out in a cold sweat.

But he immediately struggled free from Xing Daorong's grasp.

He stared intently at Chen Shao.

He gradually calmed down, displaying remarkable composure and the demeanor of a great general.

A look of sudden realization crossed his face.

"So your martial arts skills are so high, and you're not just good at hidden weapons."

"No wonder you dared to enter Liaocheng alone. All the peace talks were just an act. If you want to capture the thief, you must first capture the king."

"They really have guts. First, they made me lower my guard, then they took me hostage and used me to command their army, hoping to break through Liaocheng without lifting a finger."

"Excellent! Truly worthy of being called the emperor who turned the tide!"

He changed the subject:

"But Chen Shao, you overestimate yourself. No matter how high your martial arts are, can you take on ten or even a hundred at once?"

"My brothers are everywhere inside and outside this tent. How could you possibly kill me?"

Chen Shao shook his head in disdain:

"I am not prepared to kill you because I do not need to do it myself."

"Liu Siyuan, you are cruel and ruthless, readily killing your subordinates. The soldiers have long harbored resentment towards you."

"I don't even need to lift a finger; you're doomed today."

"Oh!"

Liu Siyuan chuckled, glanced around at everyone in the tent, and finally fixed his gaze on Chen Shao.

"I, Liu Siyuan, am the bravest warrior in Hedong. Who dares to kill me?"

"Say it again!"