Fang Qushuai, the thirty-sixth commander of Taiping Road, agreed on the time for the uprising, which was March.

It even means approaching Luoyang.

Those people who have been abandoned and ignored are accumulating the fire in their hearts, and when the time comes the world will rise up in rebellion.

Accumulate all your strength and overthrow the high-ranking emperors and generals in one go.

But no one could have guessed that Zhang Jiao personally saved the life, and the disciple Tang Zhou he accepted became a traitor. The kind and gentle Ma Yuanyi was torn apart by a car, and the plan to break out of the alliance was shattered. Zhang Jiao was silent for a long time, and when he left

When he came out, Wei Yuan noticed that the wrinkles between his eyebrows seemed to be heavier.

This time Zhang Jiao no longer hesitated.

He raises the trumpet, the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is Jiazi, and the world is auspicious.

With a shout, tens of thousands of followers are already the ultimate description of the prosperity of ancient times. In ancient times, Chen defeated Wu Guang, but later he only had tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to dare to become the king. But this time, when the Taoist raised his hand

, storms arose in every state in the world, they raised their arms and shouted, and millions of people followed.

The huge, unshakable city of the Han Empire was crushed to pieces.

The fierce fire burned the sky.

Yellow Turbans appeared everywhere, but gradually, A Yuan discovered that some of these people were not real rebels. They were just opportunistic people, and even bandits themselves, taking advantage of the opportunity to plunder. He discovered that Zhang Jiao

The aura became stronger and stronger, like a flame that was extremely bright.

Like the flame that illuminates this dark age, it is blazing and bright.

He knew that the hope in everyone's eyes and the flame in their eyes was this Taoist.

But he began to feel uneasy in his heart.

Flame burning requires fuel.

Liu Niu's hands were stained with blood, and many of his comrades died on the road. This man with a few strands of white hair on his temples was silent for a long time, and said in a relaxed tone: "At least they didn't starve to death without dignity. They are already doing well."

La."

He rubbed A Yuan's hair, and the young man found that there were a few more yellow scarves on Liu Niu's arms that should have been tied to other people's foreheads. When he walked, these yellow scarves accompanied him, like shaking flames, slowly

Slowly, they conquered more and more cities, and Liu Niu wore more and more yellow scarves on his arms.

When those high-ranking aristocratic families discovered that the low-level people actually began to shake them, they finally began to panic and began to suppress them. They issued orders to all localities to take strict precautions and ordered all states and counties to prepare for war. However, at the beginning, the armies everywhere were no match for the Yellow Turbans, until that person

His Majesty the Emperor mobilized the famous generals of the Han Dynasty.

Lu Zhi, Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun...

Until this monster, which has occupied the world for a long time, began to mobilize the elites who eat meat and rice and noodles.

They wore armor and looked serious and solemn.

Come and fight those skinny farmers with bulging bones.

Among them, Lu Zhi, who had a high reputation in the court, led the elite of the Han Dynasty to personally attack the core of the entire Taiping Road. This was an upright military strategy. To capture the thief, capture the king first. They believed that as long as the leader of the thief was defeated, this so-called

The Taiping Road is not worth mentioning at all.

The coughing young man looked at his senior brothers going out one by one. He didn't know why, but he was a little precocious.

He knew that these famous generals had guessed wrong.

To capture the thief first, capture the king is not suitable for the Yellow Turbans...

Because they didn't come forward because they were bewitched by someone.

In April of this year, Sun Jian, a great warrior of the Han Dynasty, led his army to join Zhu Jun.

Immediately, they were defeated by the Yellow Turban Army Bocai.

Sun Jian and Zhu Junjun had to retreat continuously. The famous Han general Huangfu Song joined forces with them and controlled the five schools. The Knights of Sanhe and the newly recruited elite warriors, a total of more than 40,000 people, were stationed in Changshe, and they barely resisted Bo Cai's attack. But was directly besieged.

These children of aristocratic families who have been practicing martial arts since childhood and who wear armor to fight are at a loss for the first time. Whether they wear armor or not and whether they are strong or not are very important on the battlefield. This far outweighs the numerical advantage.

An armored elite warrior can easily kill five or ten unarmored soldiers head-on.

One of the reasons why a Han is a Wuhu is armor and weapons.

What's more, he's just a skinny farmer.

But they did lose.

Elite warriors were defeated by farmers who could only eat tree bark.

Sun Jian stood on the city. He still remembered those people. They looked like weeds. They didn't even need to be chopped with swords. They might fall down at any time and never get up again, but they attacked like crazy. Or, their eyes are like burning fire

Soon, the Runan Yellow Turban Army defeated the prefect Zhao Qian in Shaoling.

The Yellow Turban Army in Guangyang killed Guo Xun, the governor of Youzhou, and Liu Wei, the prefect.

Successful reports were delivered frequently, and because the opponent's idea was to capture the thieves first, the Jizhou troops had to fight hard against the elite Zhang Jiao tribe of the Han Dynasty. They were still able to compete with them at first, but soon, Yuan discovered , Zhang Jiao, who had always wanted to have endless energy since he could remember, suddenly fell ill.

His Qi is getting stronger and stronger like the sun.

His vitality became more and more dwindling, like a withered river under the bright sun.

The energy is getting worse day by day.

The only two remaining master uncles, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, were completely unable to compete with Lu Zhi.

Zhang Jiaobu retreated continuously.

He retreated to Guangzong.

But on this day, the enemy commander, Lu Zhi, who was said to be both civil and military, a former minister and a famous general, actually led two young men into Guangzong City. It seemed that they felt that with their strength, they could attack at any time. After escaping, they found Zhang Jiao's house and wanted to visit the Taoist.

A Yuan was the only disciple who still stayed with Zhang Jiao, and he looked at Lu Zhi warily.

Just as he was about to refuse, he heard a calm voice, "A Yuan, step away."

A Yuan turned his head and saw that Zhang Jiao, who had almost fallen on the bed and had been unable to get off the ground for several days, was standing there calmly in Taoist robes. The young man slowly stepped away. Zhang Jiao said lightly: "I didn't expect Lu Shangshu to come in. .”

Lu Zhi stared at the young Taoist in front of him and sighed:

"What a pity for your cultivation."

"Zhang Jiao, give up, why take these people to die... I will report to the emperor today that although you will die, these people may not be able to strive for leniency. Now that your majesty is wise and powerful, as long as the external chaos and internal troubles are eliminated, the days will come. It will get better."

The young Taoist replied with a smile, with slight dimples on his cheeks:

"I thought so too, once."

"But then I understood..."

The Taoist said softly:

"Patience can't have good results, it's impossible."

"Patience will only lead to greater and greater oppression. I originally wanted to have enough to eat, but then the land was annexed. Then I couldn't even eat, and I could only eat tree bark. Then there was an epidemic and a severe drought. But because His Majesty wanted to build a Gardens, so taxes have not been reduced at all, but have been increased step by step."

"Faced with this, we can only rise up."

Lu Zhi fell silent and sighed: "...But if you do this, more people will die in vain."

"They could have lived..."

The good-tempered young Taoist replied:

"It is precisely because we want to live that we stand up."

The conversation naturally ended unhappily, and finally Lu Zhi said: "You know, we will definitely lose this time. Dayu made the Nine Tripods, Emperor Qin cast the Jade Seal, and the fate of the Jiuzhou was united, so Guangwu Zhongxing, this is

Destiny is mine, and now that the dragon veins are stable, I still have hundreds of years of good luck ahead of me."

"You can't make it happen."

"Besides, we are burdened with luck. What about you? What do you rely on? Just rely on your own Taoism. How long can your Taoism run through heaven and earth? How long can it last?"

Zhang Jue didn't answer indifferently and asked the young man to send the three guests out. After watching the disciples go away with his naked eyes, he still had the same magnanimity as before. He raised his arms and shouted, and the Taoist who was swept by the spirit of China suddenly turned pale, and his eyes were bursting with excitement.

Black, holding on to the wall, slowly sat down, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining his robes red.

Little by little, he trudged into the house without letting anyone see him.

……………………

Lu Zhi was led out of the city by the young man. He saw skinny people greeting each other with kind expressions. If they were not in the rebel city, he almost thought it was some disaster-stricken town. He

I don’t know what to say, but the Yellow Turbans are actually just ordinary people who can’t survive.

For him, this is a truth that he cannot face directly.

Lu Zhi sighed and said:

"Little kid, why are you following Zhang Jiao... Aren't you afraid of dying on the battlefield?"

Yuan replied: "Afraid, but Uncle Liu Niu said that you are not afraid of dying in battle. It is just over in one moment. It is much better than starving to death alive. My mother also said that you must not starve to death in this life."

Lu Zhi was silent: "Starve to death?"

He was speechless and changed the subject: "Where is your mother?"

The young man replied: "My mother is dead... she died of starvation."
To be continued...