Three Kingdoms: Start by buying a governor.

"Clang!"

A flash of cold light swept across the entire tent in an instant!

Fang Yue drew his broadsword! The blade flashed so fast that the candlelight inside the tent flickered.

He stepped forward, shielding Liu Bei tightly behind him, his voice booming like a bell, making everyone's ears ring:

"Who dares to lay a finger on my brother!"

The two guards froze on the spot, not daring to move forward even a step.

Wang Shuang overturned the table in front of him, shattering the wine, dishes, and cups all over the floor, and splashing soup all over the nearby lords.

He held the gun, pointed it at Yuan Shu, and spat in his face, saying:

"You filthy bastard from a family that has held high office for four generations! My elder brother came all the way here to help you fight Dong Zhuo; he deserves some credit, even if he didn't do anything special! And you just order him to be executed like that?! I'll stab you first today and see who dares to stop me!"

Yuan Shu's face flushed red and then turned pale with shock and anger. His hand trembled as he pointed at Wang Shuang.

"You...you...you dare to insult me!"

Wang Shuang sneered, "So what if I insult you? I'd rather stab you! Come on!"

The moment those two snapped, the atmosphere in the tent changed instantly.

Liu Bei was initially in a panic, but seeing his two brothers going all out, he instantly calmed down.

He raised his hand to the double-edged sword at his waist, took a step forward, and coldly addressed the assembled lords:

"I, Liu Bei, have been wholeheartedly devoted to restoring the Han Dynasty. I followed you gentlemen in raising righteous troops to punish the traitors of the state, and I have never had the slightest disloyalty! Today, you want to kill me without even asking what happened? What kind of reason is that!"

The voice was neither humble nor arrogant, and every word was firm and resounding.

Yuan Shu was speechless after being asked this question.

But how could he possibly back down? He shouted:

"Rebellion! Rebellion! How dare you three cause trouble in the central command tent! Guards! Attack! Chop these three traitors down!"

Upon hearing the order, more than a dozen soldiers and guards rushed in from outside the tent, drawing their swords and spears, and surrounded Liu Bei and his two brothers.

The atmosphere inside the tent instantly became tense, as if the air itself had frozen.

Yuan Shao sat in the main seat, his face ashen, and slammed his hand on the table, saying:

"Liu Xuande! You allow your men to roar in the main tent, disregard military law, and do you even respect me as the alliance leader?! Put down your weapons immediately, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"Bullshit!"

Wang Shuang spat on the ground, then swung his spear, piercing through the armor of two bodyguards charging towards him!

The gun was fast and ruthless; the two guards didn't even have time to scream before they were sent flying, crashing into a group of people behind them.

"My elder brother respects you as the leader of the alliance, but you, listening to Yuan Gonglu's nonsense, want to kill loyal and virtuous people! I'll see who dares to touch you today!"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yue's broadsword had already slashed out!

A flash of cold light, as fast as lightning! The spears in the hands of the three guards charging towards them were all sliced ​​in two!

As the blade swept past, the three of them screamed and flew backward, crashing into the tent pillars and losing consciousness.

Fang Yue stood guard, sword drawn, protecting Liu Bei, and said coldly:

"My elder brother is loyal to the country! You cowards, only know how to fight amongst yourselves, how dare you talk about restoring the Han Dynasty! Today, anyone who dares to harm my elder brother, under my broadsword, I don't recognize any feudal lords or alliance leaders, I only recognize life and death!"

The three brothers instantly stood back to back, forming a triangle.

Liu Bei stood in the center, his double swords drawn, parrying the incoming arrows from the left and right.

Although his swordsmanship was not as fierce as his two brothers', he was more agile, always choosing openings to strike, making his defenses impenetrable.

Fang Yue wielded his broadsword with sweeping, powerful strokes! Any personal guards who charged forward were either wounded or killed upon contact! Wherever the blade flashed, blood spurted, and screams of agony filled the air.

Wang Shuang, on the right flank, wielded his spear like a windmill! Thrusts, thrusts, sweeps, and stabbings—each move ruthless. Soon, a group of groaning soldiers lay on the ground, their blood splattered all over the tent flaps.

The three brothers seem to have triggered some mysterious bond when they came together.

Individually, they are only second- to first-rate military officers, but once they fight side by side, their combat power skyrockets, and they are as in sync as one person.

In later parlance, this was called a "combo attack," specifically designed for team battles.

In short, the three brothers today are like they've been given a cheat code.

Soon, a group of wailing soldiers lay on the ground.

Blood splattered all over the tent curtains.

The entire tent of feudal lords was dumbfounded!

The crowd that had been making a ruckus just moments before now huddled in their seats, barely daring to breathe.

Yuan Shu was so frightened that he hid under the table, with only his head sticking out. Ji Ling stood guard in front of him.

He shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Kill them! Kill them now!"

Kong Rong and Kong Zhou, those cowards, had long since huddled in the corner of the tent, fearing that the swords and spears would not have eyes and would splash blood all over them.

Liu Dai, Zhang Miao, Qiao Mao, and the others hid behind the desk, only their heads showing, their eyes wide open.

Cao Cao stood aside with his arms crossed, watching coldly with a half-smile on his lips, showing no intention of intervening whatsoever.

He was actually thinking to himself: These three people are interesting...

Sun Jian lowered his head and pretended not to see.

He had long since given up on getting involved in this mess; he didn't care who it was.

"Kill! Kill them all! A thousand gold pieces will be awarded as a reward!"

Yuan Shao was so angry that he trembled all over. His face turned green as he watched his guards being cut down one by one.

He kept ordering reinforcements, and the number of soldiers outside increased from a dozen to dozens, completely surrounding the tent.

But they just couldn't break through the three brothers' defenses!

(When Gongsun Zan later learned about this, he secretly rejoiced for a long time, saying: The weapons I provided are indeed very effective!)

When Liu Bei later recalled this incident, he was filled with emotion and said: "Thank you, senior brother. If it weren't for your excellent weapons, the three of us brothers would have been wiped out that day."

Liu Ce：눈_눈）

Fang Yue cleaved two soldiers in two with a single stroke, kicked open the tent flap, and shouted at Liu Bei:

"Brother! This is no place to stay! Let's fight our way out!"

"Alright!" Liu Bei responded, his twin swords flashing left and right, cutting down two soldiers who attacked from the side. "Three brothers, we live and die together! Today we'll fight our way out and see who dares to stop us!"

Wang Shuang charged forward, his spear slicing through the three soldiers blocking the tent entrance like a string of candied hawthorns! He roared:

"Get the hell out of my way! Anyone who blocks my path will die!"

The roar was so loud that the soldiers in front were so frightened that they all retreated, and no one dared to step forward.

The three brothers protected each other and fought their way out step by step.

Fang Yue's broadsword deflected the swords and spears in front, Wang Shuang's spear cleared the encirclement from both sides, and Liu Bei's double-edged sword filled in the gaps to prevent sneak attacks.

The three worked together flawlessly, slaughtering the guards until they cried out in agony, their corpses strewn all along the way.

Blood stained the ground of the camp, and the air was filled with the stench of blood.

Yuan Shao panicked and shouted, "Chunyu Qiong! Charge!"

Chunyu Qiong obeyed the order and rushed forward, swinging his large axe at Fang Yue.

Fang Yue dodged to the side, then swept his broadsword horizontally, forcing Chunyu Qiong to retreat repeatedly.

The two fought for more than a dozen rounds. Although Fang Yue was a little injured, she fought desperately and managed to force Chunyu Qiong to stay away.