Huang Zhong smiled. "General, although Cai Mao is trusted by Liu Biao, he has no soldiers in his hands. The military power in Xiangyang is controlled by Liu Biao and Kuai Yue. Sending troops to support Cai Zhou requires the consent of Liu Biao and Kuai Yue. Liu Biao is a scholar, and the final decision is Kuai Yue. Cai Zhou is Cai Mao's property and has nothing to do with Kuai Yue. Kuai Yue must first consider whether there will be fraud and whether there will be ambush outside the city. When he figures out all this, he will send people to Cai Zhou. An hour will be fast."

Sun Ce suddenly realized. Yes, although Kuai Yue and Cai Mao were both people valued by Liu Biao, they may not be the same. If they are the same, Liu Biao would be in danger. The Cai family is strong, so Liu Biao naturally has to be a little more biased towards the Kuai family. Giving military power to Kuai Yue instead of Cai Mao was in line with the principle of checks and balances in the imperial arts.

These are all details, hidden under the water. Unless this discord has caused serious consequences, it is generally not recorded in historical books. In the past twenty years of Liu Biao's administration in Jingzhou, Cai Mao and Kuai Yue did not have a fundamental conflict. The conflict between them has not been shown, but it does not mean that they do not exist.

"Hansheng, are you willing to go first?"

"General... really want to take Cai Zhou and become an enemy of the Cai family?"

"I don't take Caizhou, and the Cai family is my enemy now." Sun Ce has no psychological burden at all. "As for what the aristocratic family you are worried about will look at me, hehe, I have never cared about this. Wang Rui and Zhang Zi have been killed by their father and cannot be resurrected. No matter how polite I am to them, they will not take me seriously. Since that is the case, it is better to let go and kill a few to establish their authority."

Sun Ce smiled. "You said just now that the aristocratic family is not a solid piece of law. If you take Cai Zhou and you can turn against each other, I think it's worth it."

"What if they don't turn against each other?"

"Then I will rob the Kuai family next time." Sun Ce waved his hand. "If you kill these strongest people, those small families will have the chance to stand out. I am promoting class circulation, and there is no great thing."

Huang Zhong was speechless, but he felt that Sun Ce was justified. The Cai family and the Kuai family were already Liu Biao's party anyway, so it was impossible for him to support Sun Ce. Kill the Cai family and Kuai family and exchange blood for the powerful men in the Nanjun. He bowed his orders.

"Dare not obeying."

After making up his mind, Sun Ce felt much more relaxed and walked slowly along the riverside. At this time and space, what he was most unacceptable was to sleep early. The lighting conditions were limited. In order to save money on lamps and gas, many people went to bed when it was dark and got up at dawn. Night owls like him were very uncomfortable with this routine of work and rest. Now that he had something to do, he couldn't sleep even more.

Huang Zhong held a bow and pressed the knife, and followed him step by step. Seeing that Sun Ce was too close to the water, he quickly reminded: "General, it is very dangerous to do this. Although the Mian River is wide, the water here is not deep and there is no hurry. You can swim by. If the other scout finds that you are alone, you may sneak to the continent, hurt people with hidden arrows, and even want to capture you."

Sun Ce was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at the other side of Mianshui. There was a continuous hill there, not tall or very famous, but Sun Ce was very impressed by it and even had some taboos.

That is the Xianshan Mountain where Sun Jian was accidentally killed. Sun Jian, the tiger in Jiangdong, was shot to death by an unknown man.

I came to save Sun Jian, but I didn't want to get myself in before I succeeded.

Sun Ce followed the advice and turned around and walked back.

Huang Zhong followed behind silently, paying attention to the surroundings vigilantly. Suddenly, he stopped, reached out and pulled out half of the long sword, turned around to face Mianshui, protected Sun Ce behind him, and shouted in a deep voice: "General, be careful."

Before he finished speaking, the originally calm water surface suddenly made a "slam" sound, and several figures stood up from the water and scattered in fan shape. While running wildly, they drew out their long swords and came over. The rapid steps made the river water rustle.

When Sun Ce heard the sound, he looked back and felt his scalp numb and fear covered his whole body.

When you say assassin, the assassin will arrive. Huang Zhong, are you a god prophecy or a crow's mouth? Or are you destined to die at the hands of the assassin?

Sun Ce subconsciously wanted to run away. Although he practiced martial arts every day and worked hard, it was the first time he fought with others. When he saw those murderous men and his shaky swords, his first reaction was to escape and completely forget who he was.

But what was sad was that his hands and feet were numb, his whole body was stiff, and his legs seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. He couldn't move even if he wanted to. He could only watch the two men reach the left and right.

Huang Zhong met the three people rushing towards him, slashed one person with a knife, and kicked another person with another. He took the time to look back and saw Sun Ce standing there motionless, and he couldn't help but praise him. It turns out that he is a tiger father without a dog and a son, Sun Jian is a tiger in Jiangdong, and Sun Ce is not weak at all. This kind of demeanor that he is not afraid of danger is beyond ordinary people.

He did not dare to be negligent. He waved his long sword and wiped the neck of another man, took a big stance toward Sun Ce, and slashed at the enemy on the left with a long roar. The sword was clean and neat, without any fancy, but the power was shocking. The man was beheaded by a knife, his head flew up in the air, but his body was still rushing forward, blood splashing out, pouring Sun Ce on his head and his face.

He was so excited that Sun Ce shivered, suddenly woke up and recovered his ability to move. He turned around and wanted to run, but it was too late. A long sword slashed towards him. Without time to think too much, he subconsciously lowered his body and took a step back, and his left hand slashed half a circle from bottom to top, slid along the opponent's arm to his wrist, and turned forward, half-turned his body, and slapped his right hand on the opponent's back.

All this was not thought about at all. It was purely instinct, but it was so wonderful that it was done in one go. The man rushed too hard, and he didn't expect Sun Ce to have such a strange martial arts. He couldn't hold on. He flew more than ten meters away from the clouds and thumped on the ground, with a face on the ground.

Huang Zhong rushed up, stepped on his back, put a long knife on his neck, and looked back at Sun Ce with a look of surprise in his eyes.

Sun Ce maintained a single whip posture, still as motionless as a mountain.

Another man who had just been knocked down by Huang Zhong got up, picked up the long knife, ran up, jumped high, held the knife in both hands, and slashed at Sun Ce with one knife.

When Huang Zhong saw it, he had no time to think about it, he stabbed the long sword on the ground, picked the bow, put the arrow, pulled the string, and shot out an arrow.

The long arrow roared away, and one arrow pierced the man's throat.

The man fell to the ground and was immediately extinguished. He fell from his long sword and inserted it into the sand in front of Sun Ce, shaking. Sun Ce slowly stood up, put his hands behind him, and looked at Huang Zhong with a smile.

"Hansheng, good arrow!"

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