As Zhang Fei's right lieutenant, Zhang Da is also responsible for the security of Langzhong City on weekdays.
It's easy to open the city gate.
The soldiers guarding the city gate also heard the rumors and immediately decided to follow Zhang Da in the uprising.
After seeing from a distance that the person coming was Zhang Da, the dozen or so archers on the city wall lowered their guard.
Zhang Da raised the snake spear weighing several kilograms over his head.
"Everyone, Zhang Yide is dead, and the Zhangba Snake Spear is here!"
Seeing that it was indeed Zhang Fei's eight-foot-long snake spear, everyone was shocked and admired it more.
In particular, the gate supervisor who guarded the city gate was even more abused by Zhang Fei on weekdays, so he had the deepest resentment.
It was obvious that his coach was dead, but he still felt a refreshing feeling in his heart.
"Right Lieutenant General, please accept my respects from Xiao Wuyi!"
Zhang Da raised his eyes and saw a thin young man kneeling on the ground, his dark face already wet with tears.
"Brother Xiao Wu, please get up quickly. Why is this?"
Zhang Da helped Wang Xiaowu up and looked at the young man in front of him who was not tall but had perseverance in his eyes.
"My brother Wang Dawu unfortunately passed away last night..."
It turned out that Zhang Fei came back from Chengdu that day and saw Wang Dawu taking a nap while standing sentry. He was so angry that he tied him to a tree and beat him severely. By the time he was flogged, he was already unconscious.
The two had been dependent on each other since childhood. They joined the army and fought just to fill their bellies. However, they did not die on the battlefield, but instead died at the hands of the general they believed in as a god.
As the saying goes, the eldest brother is the father. How could he not hate this?
"From now on, my life, Xiao Wu, belongs to the right deputy general!"
Wang Xiaowu knelt down and worshiped again.
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Not long after, the ugly time has arrived.
Zhang Da stood high on the city wall, looking down at the various troops rushing under the city wall.
Just as he was about to speak, a sharp arrow came with the sound of piercing the air.
Zhang Da grabbed the arrow feathers with one hand and looked in the direction of the cold arrow.
"Zhang Da, the traitor, die quickly!"
Several figures crossed the station and rushed towards Zhang Da.
Zhang Da looked gloomy and raised his eight-foot-long snake spear in his hand.
"Well done!"
A loud shout resounded through the sky, sounding like huge thunder.
If there was anyone here who was as timid as Xia Houjie, he would have been so frightened that he fell to the ground unconscious.
Zhang Da took three steps at a time and stabbed at the nearest black figure. The soldier had no room to resist, and was pierced by Zhangba's snake spear and died.
"Too weak."
Zhang Da frowned, not to mention that he already had Zhang Fei's force value, even with his previous skills, this guy couldn't withstand a single move.
This move alone frightened everyone who wanted to kill Zhang Da.
They just surrounded Zhang Da, but no one dared to come forward.
"Is that all you can do? Are you still trying to avenge Zhang Yide?"
Zhang Da's eyes were as bright as a torch at this moment, and his aura was chilling.
As the soldiers from the Gate Supervisor Division approached, some people put down their weapons and knelt down to ask for surrender; but most of them killed themselves and followed Zhang Fei.
Zhang Da couldn't bear to look directly at them, so he took down the military flags on the city wall and covered their bodies.
Several of Fan Jiang's fellow villagers had gathered their troops, and Zhang Da began to mobilize.
"Everyone, since the Marquis of Xixiang followed Your Majesty in raising troops, he has been brave and adept at fighting, and has experienced military exploits that have made countless enemy troops fearful. However, it is unkind to not know how to show sympathy to the soldiers; it is unethical to seek personal revenge without caring about the overall situation. It is a loss of small justice. Regardless of the righteousness, it is not the true righteousness!"
"I tried many times to dissuade the Marquis of Xixiang from being impatient, but he was brutally beaten. Later, he actually asked every soldier to bring his own white flag and white armor. I, Zhang Da! I don't want to be a rebellious thief, and I can't bear the punishment of my brothers by military law. . In the midst of a dilemma, we just came up with this last resort!"
After Zhang Da said these generous words, he looked at the dark crowd.
There was a lot of discussion among the ministries, but since they dared to meet outside the city, most of them were still willing to follow Zhang Da.
"We are willing to follow General Zhang Da to the death!"
As the leader of the crowd shouted, the emotions of the people around him gradually arose.
"We are willing to follow General Zhang Da to the death!"
"We are willing to follow General Zhang Da to the death!"
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In the hearts of the soldiers at this moment, Zhang Da completely became the hero who slaughtered the evil thieves.
Just imagine, there is such a general who thinks about his brothers below, but he is willing to bear the reputation of being a rebel. Is it not worth following?
Zhang Da waved his hand to signal everyone to calm down, and then said:
"Today, the world is divided into three parts. The situation in Shu and Wu is grim. Sun Quan, the leader of Wu, is bent on seeking peace, but he is afraid that he will not get a good ending. Wei Cao Pi knows people well and makes good use of them. He is a wise ruler today. How about our brothers defecting to Cao Wei?"
Several commanders who were in Fan Jiang's camp before saw that what Zhang Da said was reasonable and well-founded, so they didn't think so much.
They expressed their sincerity again.
"I'll just wait and follow General Zhang's orders."
Although these commanders are rough people and do not understand political affairs, they generally understand the current situation.
First of all, Shu Han cannot go back.
Secondly, after General Meng Da surrendered, he was still highly used in Cao Wei. It is said that he had been appointed as a regular servant of Sanqi, which shows that Emperor Wen of Wei did not treat those who surrendered badly.
Seeing that no one had any objections, Zhang Da prepared to gallop towards the Golden Bull Road at starry night.
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Flag-Placing Mountain on the outskirts of Bazhong City.
"Report... I want to see General Zhang Bao, hurry up! Something serious is going to happen!"
Zhang Bao, who was escorting the grain and grass, frowned slightly.
Could it be that Zhang He, the defeated general, was going to invade again?
"Say quickly. What's going on?"
When the messenger saw it was General Zhang Bao, he knelt down with tears in his eyes.
"The Marquis of Xixiang...the Marquis of Xixiang..."
Zhang Bao's heart tightened.
"What happened to my father?"
The messenger seemed to dare not look directly into Zhang Bao's eyes. His eyes were full of tears and he spoke word by word.
"The Marquis of Xixiang...died!"
After hearing the news, Zhang Bao's eyes darkened.
"Impossible! My father is invincible!"
"His body is stronger than a bull's, how could he suddenly die?!"
"If you keep talking nonsense and destroying our military morale, I will kill you!"
Looking at Zhang Bao who was almost crazy, the messenger hesitated.
"It's true! I saw with my own eyes that the corpse of Marquis Xixiang was divided into two parts..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Bao pinched the messenger like crazy.
Seeing that Zhang Bao lost control of his emotions and the ordering soldier was about to be squeezed to death, several soldiers nearby tried their best to dissuade him.
Zhang Bao collapsed on the ground, as if the sky was falling.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
The messenger coughed violently.
"The Marquis of Xixiang... was killed by the rebel generals Fan Jiang and Zhang Da. Zhang Da and his men disappeared, and Fan Jiang took the head of the Marquis of Xixiang and defected to Soochow..."
After listening to every word, Zhang Bao roared towards the sky.
"Zhang Da, Fan Jiang! I will cut your corpses into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
The huge fists were clenched tightly, and the fingertips were embedded in the palms until blood seeped out of the palms.
Suddenly, he kicked the messenger violently and looked at him coldly.
"As my father's front camp, you don't pursue Fan Jiang and explore Zhang Da's whereabouts."
"People who are greedy for life and afraid of death, what use do you need?"
"Someone, kill him!"
