Zhang Fan traveled through the Three Kingdoms and became Zhang Liao's elder brother. He was worried about how to escape from Dong Zhuo's hands.
God has sent him a gold medal, and he actually ranked at the bottom of the list of heroes.
Dong Zhuo was furious: "My son was first ranked first in the world, how can I tolerate you, the last one, in the camp? Get out!"
Zhang Fan didn't get what he wanted, so he fled Luoyang with his younger brother.
Although Dong Zhuo let him go, Li Ru refused to let him go and sent troops to pursue him.
On the Qingzhou Road, I ran into Liu Bei's three brothers who were being chased by the Yellow Turbans.
Zhang Fan made some small plans, lit fires and made smoke, drove away tigers and devoured wolves, and while talking and laughing, the two groups of pursuers killed each other.
Liu Bei was shocked, but Zhang Fan smiled faintly: "Your Majesty, there is no need to vote for Gongsun Zan. In one month, I will pull out three thousand soldiers and horses for you! Let you also become a prince!"
A few months later, eighteen princes attacked Dong.
Dong Zhuo sat in Luoyang City and regretted it endlessly.
Li Ru died and Lu Bu rebelled.
Dong Zhuo looked up to the sky and sighed: "Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan, I should have killed you back then!"
Reader comments
No more writing??
The plot develops too fast and various settings are not clear.
No more writing??
The plot develops too fast and various settings are not clear.