An age of chaos was like wind that slipped through every crack.
It blew straight into people's hearts.
The foremost Feudal Lords in the land were all setting about turning their territories into war machines.
Luo Chu had only just taken in the Xiao and Han Clans when he received a piece of explosive news from the Central Plains.
Yingchuan Commandery.
The commandery took its name from the Ying River. Its seat was the old capital of the Ying State of Ying, established by Duke Xuan's younger brother during the time of Duke Xuan of Luo. Though repaired over the years, its location had never changed.
Culture had flourished in Yingchuan ever since the Xunzi Lineage settled there. By the Later Han, its prosperity had reached its height: thirty percent of the land's eminent aristocratic clans were in Yingchuan.
Now that chaos had risen across the land, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, on whom Yingchuan had placed heavy stakes, were both heroes of their age, with the makings of men who could bring peace to All Under Heaven.
Cao Cao almost could not resist throwing back his head and laughing wildly again, but recalling what had happened before, he forcibly restrained himself and merely said with disdain, "This Yuan Gonglu really is incompetent. Breaking his army is easy!
"Zilian, Zihe!"
For instance, right now, Liu Bei felt caught between two impossible choices, with no idea what he should do.
Yuan Shu was certainly going to stake his life on this.
"We need only strike his weak points with our elite troops to win. Why conscript so many farmers?"
Those who obeyed on the surface but not in practice were Liu Bei, Luo Chu, Gongsun Zan, Liu Biao, Ma Teng, and Han Sui.
After repeated defeats at the hands of