AD 221.
Brazil County, Langzhong.
"...You're a Zhuojun butcher! If I don't kill you, I swear you won't be a human being!"
Zhang Da lay on the bed in a daze, feeling a burning tearing sensation on his back, his face was pale, and big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
With a cry of unwilling indignation, the pain in his body increased.
"Fan Jiang, Zhang Da! If you can't create the white flag and white armor in three days, you will be executed according to military law!"
The butcher's roar echoed in his ears, making him angry and annoyed!
One day ago, the two of them rummaged through dozens of miles of tailor shops and managed to collect more than 3,000 pieces!
To produce 30,000 pieces of white flags and white armor in three days, let alone ancient times, is absolutely impossible in a modern textile factory working overtime day and night!
Thinking of this, all Zhang Da's emotions finally turned into helplessness.
"Life is hard."
He was originally an ordinary fisherman who accidentally ate salmon infected with nuclear sewage. He rolled his eyes and traveled here.
If I hadn't received nearly two hundred lashes, I really wouldn't have believed that there was such a thing as time travel.
But it did fall on Zhang Da, and he had to consider reality.
The current situation is that Zhang Fei is eager to avenge Guan Yu and will send troops to attack Wu in five days. Before departure, the entire army was ordered to be equipped with white flags and white armor, so this task was assigned to the generals Fan Jiang and Zhang Da.
It can be said that walking to Datong on crutches is unlucky.
Since Guan Yu defeated Maicheng, General Zhang's temper has become more and more violent. He will be beaten severely if he is not careful, and the officers and soldiers in the army are miserable...
Zhang Yide is well-deserved for his reputation as a soldier-loving son. Counting the two of them, he is already the sixteenth punching bag today.
"Instead of waiting for you to kill me, why don't I kill you first!"
Zhang Da finally made the same choice as Fan and Zhang in history.
Holding on to the pain, he slowly arrived at Fan Jiang's residence.
He opened the curtain, only to find it was pitch black inside.
Just when he was surprised, a cold blade was pressed against his throat. Zhang Da suddenly felt his hair standing on end and did not dare to move rashly.
"Stop it, it's the right lieutenant!"
(Fan Jiang and Zhang Da, as generals under Zhang Fei, do not have exact official positions, so they are usually referred to as left and right deputy generals.)
After Fan Jiang saw clearly that the person coming was Zhang Da, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stopped him.
Zhang Da calmed down and moved closer. After scanning the people in the tent, he changed his mind and finally set his sights on Fan Jiang.
He said in a deep voice: "Fan Jiang, you are so brave!"
Fan Jiang's face darkened, and he asked cautiously and tentatively: "Zhang Da, we are here to discuss how to make a white flag and white armor in three days. What do you mean by this?"
Hearing this, Zhang Da sneered and asked.
"If I guess correctly, some of the people in the tent are either centurions or commanders of thousands, right?"
Fan Jiang was startled, "So what?"
"Do you know that gathering together privately is a serious crime, and you will attack with weapons as soon as you see someone coming. All things considered, if you are not plotting something evil, are you discussing how to defeat Wu?"
Seeing Zhang Da's attitude, several people in the tent felt guilty and clenched their weapons.
"Zhang Da! After what happened today, we will be dead and separated in three days! Don't you have any intention of resisting?"
Fan Jiang narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Da. If he dared to say "no", he would be killed first!
I was planning to invite Zhang Da over to discuss it together before, but I didn't expect that he would be so stubborn today.
According to his understanding of Zhang Da, his usual attitude is not like today.
Zhang Da was not afraid of the people in front of him at all, but sighed.
"Lieutenant General Zuo, General Zhang requires every soldier to bring his own white flag and white armor. If he doesn't have it after three days, he will have to engage in military law. It is indeed a bit harsh, but it does not concern us!"
"Why do you take the responsibility on yourself and stand up for the soldiers?! Even if you really kill Zhang Fei, who will know your painstaking efforts..."
Fan Jiang was stunned when he heard Zhang Da's few words and didn't understand what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
At the same time, others were shocked when they heard Zhang Da's intriguing words.
Every soldier should bring his own white flag and white armor, and those who don’t have them will be beheaded?
What's the point?
However, considering that Zhang Fei's temper is getting more and more irritable, it is really possible!
If this is the case, wouldn’t everyone be in danger?
Seeing that his words had some effect, Zhang Da continued:
"The armaments produced in the past two days are limited, and you can still get one in your hands. However, there is nothing Zhang can do for his brothers!"
These words were like adding fuel to the fire.
"Vice General Zhang, what you mean by this is that I am greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"You're asking for one? That's nice to say, but what about the hundreds of brothers under you?"
"Yes, if there is really no way for us to survive, I will poke ten thousand transparent holes in him first for my brothers!"
…
"Everyone, wait!"
Zhang Da sighed, as expected of the soldiers led by Zhang Ku, each of them loved poking holes more than the last!
"Not to mention how you can kill Zhang Fei, even if you really kill Zhang Fei, where will we go from here?"
Faced with everyone's hesitation, Zhang Da continued to brainwash.
"I can tell you the key points, and I must have a long-term plan. However, it is not the time to talk in detail yet. If you believe me, Zhang Da, please do one thing for me."
"Before the ugly hour tonight, you must spread the news I just told. After the ugly hour, when you see the torches on the city wall lit, I will call the city gate to meet you, and everyone will lead the soldiers to leave the city and gather!"
"As for whether to kill Zhang Yide or other matters, you don't need to worry too much. In a word, those who believe in me will follow my orders; if you don't believe it, please accept your destiny!"
After saying these words, Zhang Da stood with his hands tied, silently waiting for the result.
If these reckless men come together, they are no match for Zhang Yide. Besides, there are many people talking, and if the news is leaked, wouldn’t your life be in vain?
For a moment, there was silence in the tent, and everyone was lost in thought.
"Fan is willing to listen to Brother Zhang's instructions."
Suddenly, Fan Jiang, who had been silent, spoke.
But his erratic eyes seemed to be hiding other plans.
Zhang Da didn't notice, but turned to look at the others.
Fan Jiang, who was from his hometown, all said this when they saw him. Others gritted their teeth and expressed their opinions one after another.
"Okay! I will take General Zhang as the leader, and more than a thousand of my subordinates are willing to follow Vice General Zhang!"
"Since the right deputy general has a good plan, then my five hundred swordsmen will listen to you Zhang Da!"
"Me too..."
Seeing that it went more smoothly than expected, Zhang Da gave them a few words of advice and asked them to go back to the camp to make arrangements.
Only then did Fan Jiang light the candle on the desk and motion for Zhang Da to sit down and talk.
"What are you going to do?"
Zhang Da ignored it and borrowed a whetstone from Fan Jiang.
"Zheng~"
Zhang Da unhurriedly took out the sword from his waist, poured a few drops of water on it, and started sharpening it neatly.
Fan Jiang said confused:
"Zhang Da...Brother Zhang, what are your plans?"
The sword blade sliced across the sand and gravel, wiping out nameless anger.
"Sharpen your sword! Kill the butcher!"
