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Yuan Shu also shouted, "Ji Ling! Go!"

Ji Ling rushed forward, but was forced back by Wang Shuang's gunshot.

Wang Shuang was covered in blood, but his marksmanship remained sharp, keeping Ji Ling at bay for the time being.

More soldiers slowly surrounded them, layer upon layer, densely packed.

Liu Bei and his two brothers fought and retreated, fighting their way to the stable.

Fang Yue cut the horse tethers with a single stroke and seized three warhorses.

The three brothers mounted their horses, covered in blood, exuding a murderous aura.

Wang Shuang reined in his horse, turned around, and laughed loudly at the pursuing princes' personal guards, as well as Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, and others who had poked their heads out:

"You bunch of cowardly cowards! You are not worthy to join my brothers in accomplishing great things! We'll part ways for now, but we'll see what happens in the future!"

Fang Yue also snorted coldly, and with a swing of his broadsword, cut the ropes of the camp gate.

With a loud "crack," the gate collapsed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The three brothers spurred their horses and rode off into the distance without looking back!

All that remained were the chaotic camps of the warlords, Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu, who were seething with anger, and a group of warlords looking at each other in disbelief and still in shock.

Yuan Shao stood at the entrance of the main tent, watching the three figures disappear into the distance, his face ashen, unable to utter a single word.

Yuan Shu had vegetable leaves stuck to his hair and soup all over his clothes, looking as disheveled as a drowned rat.

He broke down and cursed:

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash! Dozens or even hundreds of you couldn't stop three! What's the point of keeping you around!"

No one dared to speak.

Cao Cao held his teacup, slowly took a sip, and his smile deepened.

He thought to himself: These three guys are something else...

Sun Jian stood up, said nothing, and turned back to his tent.

...

Liu Bei and his two brothers fled to a nearby place, reined in their horses, and stopped.

The surrounding area was a desolate wasteland, with withered grass growing lushly and a cold wind whistling through.

In the distance, a range of mountains can be vaguely seen, while nearby there are only a few bare old trees.

Fang Yue and Wang Shuang dismounted and sat down heavily on the ground, panting heavily.

Fang Yue was covered in wounds. There was a deep knife wound on her left shoulder that exposed the bone, and three or four cuts on her back. Her clothes were soaked with blood.

His face was pale, cold sweat poured down his forehead, and he gritted his teeth to endure the pain.

Wang Shuang fared even worse; he was stabbed in the abdomen, and although the wound wasn't deep, he was bleeding profusely.

He pressed his clothes tightly against his wound, his face as white as paper, and his lips were trembling.

Liu Bei was less seriously injured; he only had two cuts on his arm and a slash on his leg, but he could still walk.

His eyes reddened when he saw his two brothers looking like this.

"Second brother, third brother... it's all my fault..."

Fang Yue grinned, a smile that looked somewhat ferocious against her blood-stained face, and said:

"Brother, what are you saying? We're brothers! We'll live and die together, it's not a joke!"

Wang Shuang forced a smile and said, "That's right! Brother, those bastards will have to ask our weapons first if they want to kill you!"

Looking at his two brothers, Liu Bei finally couldn't hold back his tears.

He knelt before the two men and said to them:

"My two virtuous brothers, I will never forget your kindness today! If I ever rise to prominence in the future, I will surely share wealth and honor with you both!"

Fang Yue and Wang Shuang quickly helped him up.

"Big brother, please don't do this!"

"We're brothers, let's not talk about these things!"

The three of them hugged each other, tears streaming down their faces.

...After crying...

Fang Yue asked, "Big brother, where should we go now?"

Wang Shuang also asked, "Yeah, brother, we can't just sit here in the wilderness and wait to die, can we?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Bei sighed, gazed at the distant, hazy sky, and said softly:

"I don't know either... Let's just take it one step at a time. The most important thing right now is to find a place for you to heal."

He stood up and looked around.

In the distance, a village could be faintly seen, with smoke rising from its chimneys.

"Let's go take a look over there."

He helped his two brothers up and walked step by step toward the village.

Fang Yue and Wang Shuang supported each other, gritting their teeth and enduring the pain as they moved step by step.

The three brothers' silhouettes against the desolate landscape looked particularly forlorn.

...

Meanwhile, at Liu Cejun's camp.

Inside the central command tent, Liu Ce sat in the main seat, looking at the map with a faint smile on his lips.

Li Jing, standing to the side, asked, "My lord, what's the next step?"

Liu Ce smiled and said leisurely:

"No rush. Let them panic for a few days. Once they've had their fill of panic, we'll make our move. Anyway, we've already surrounded them; they can't escape now."

He paused, then drew a circle on the map with his finger:

"To make dumplings, you have to chop the filling first, then roll out the wrappers, and only then can you put them in the pot."

Li Jing smiled upon hearing this.

These dumplings are quite big.

With the coalition of warlords and Dong Zhuo, Liu Ce was already in for a rough time.

As they were talking, the tent flap was lifted, and Lu Bing strode in.

"My lord, there's news from the allied forces' camp."

Liu Ce raised his head and said, "Oh? Tell me about it."

Lu Bing recounted everything that had happened in the allied camp: Yuan Shu accused Liu Bei of being an inside agent and wanted to kill him... Fang Yue and Wang Shuang were enraged, and the three brothers fought their way through the enemy lines... Yuan Shao sent Chunyu Qiong, and Yuan Shu sent Ji Ling; dozens, even hundreds, of men couldn't stop them... The three brothers broke through the encirclement and escaped...

Liu Ce was stunned after hearing this.

"Holy crap?"

He stared wide-eyed at Li Jing, Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, and the others, his face filled with disbelief, and said:

"Liu Bei is still alive? That's incredible! Is it some kind of protagonist's halo?"

Li Jing also showed a surprised expression: "The three brothers were able to break through the encirclement of dozens or even hundreds of elite personal guards, as well as generals like Chunyu Qiong and Ji Ling. They are truly remarkable."

Guo Jia waved his fan, clicking his tongue in amazement, and said:

"Fang Yue and Wang Shuang almost lost to Hua Xiong when they fought him two against one. How come they're so fierce this time? Is it because the brothers are united, their strength can break metal?"

Xi Zhicai laughed and said, "People often unleash extraordinary power when they are in dire straits. What's more, they are protecting their sworn brother and risking their lives, so it's naturally different."

Liu Ce nodded, then asked, "Where are Liu Bei and his two brothers now?"

Lu Bingdao: "They've escaped to a desolate area northeast of Suanzao and are resting. Liu Bei's injuries are relatively minor, while Fang Yue and Wang Shuang's injuries are more serious. They're looking for a place to treat their wounds. There's a village nearby; I guess they'll go there."

Liu Ce remained silent for a while.

He tapped his fingers on the table, his mind racing.

Liu Bei was a figure in history who controlled one of the three kingdoms.

Although he is now down on his luck, the fact that he managed to fight his way out of an attack by hundreds of people and carry two seriously injured brothers this far shows that his abilities should not be underestimated.

More importantly, it was he who sent Liu Bei and his two brothers to the allied forces' camp.

Although he had the intention of using someone else to do his dirty work, he was, after all, someone he had sent out.

Now that they're in trouble, it wouldn't look good if word got out that I'm just going to ignore them.