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Chapter 11 Knight

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuang Xueming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace in a thousand miles.

Hello.

After killing Yuan Shao, Xu Yin wrote this poem in an abandoned temple.

However, he himself also needs to cultivate for a period of time, and using the power of the ancient bronze sword really consumes his original energy.

But what he didn't expect was that killing Yuan Shao could actually induce some of the yellow weather luck, which made him really puzzled about how to induce the yellow weather luck.

However, it was immediately absorbed together with the ancient bronze sword. In the past few days, his cultivation level has increased by nearly a hundred years.

"Do you think I should recruit the noble clan's disciples specifically and kill them every time I see them? Maybe it will inspire more yellow weather luck."

The ancient bronze sword encouraged: "I think you can give it a try, but just don't treat people in this world as fools."

"Yuan Shao was killed by me, and the direction of history has been greatly changed. Yuan Shu may no longer have to leave the Huaihe River. He is very likely to take over Yuan Shao's position and become the leader of the gentry in the Central Plains.

However, compared to Yuan Shao, this person is far behind in terms of reputation and ability. It is estimated that even if he wants to be the leader of this noble clan, not many people will be convinced.

The Kwantung gentry coalition will also be in disarray. However, in history, it seems that repelling Dong Zhuo did not rely too much on the Kwantung coalition. It was basically Sun Jian's credit.

I just don’t know whether the historical trend here is based on romance or historical facts.”

"What are you going to do next?"

Xu Yin thought for a while, "Who said commoners can't secretly control the direction of the world? If I want to use the power of the Jianghu to help unify the world, I'll start by selling information!"

After recuperating for a period of time, Xu Yin recovered from his injuries and headed all the way to Hanoi.

Passing by a wine shop, I ran into an acquaintance.

Wang Yue was drinking and resting outside the wine shop. Xu Yin slapped his sword on the table and sat opposite him.

Wang Yue raised his head and glanced at Xu Yin, smiled lightly, pushed the wine in front of Xu Yin, and said: "Yuan Shao is dead."

"Oh? I'm afraid the world will be shocked."

"You really didn't kill him?"

"no."

Wang Yue was very confused, "I have a rough idea of ​​your strength. Although you are capable of killing Yuan Shao, Yuan Shao also has tiger generals like Yan Liang and Wen Chou beside him. How can ordinary people bypass the protection of these two and kill him."

Xu Yin said: "There are always strange people and strangers in the vast world. The world is not entirely ruled by noble families."

Wang Yue's eyes gleamed and he said: "The Yellow Turban Uprising is the most ferocious among the people in the world. However, millions of Yellow Turbans started in eight states at the same time. Although they were initially tired and outnumbered by the imperial army.

But once the noble families exert their power, millions of Yellow Turbans will collapse in one fell swoop. This is the power of the people in the world, and it is really insignificant."

"That's not the case. Although the main force of the Yellow Turbans has been defeated, we can still see Heishan, Baibo, Huanglong, Zuoxiao, Qingniujiao, Wulu, Jianggen, Li Damu, Zuo Mouzhangba, etc. rising up in various places.

The Han Dynasty had no choice but to decentralize authority and change the governor's position to the position of prefecture shepherd, taking control of local military and political power to exterminate the remaining Yellow Turbans, which was equivalent to a legal separatist regime.

But such actions have resulted in the disappearance of the central authority of the Han Dynasty today, and local governments are attacking each other. I think as Dong Zhuo comes to power, local divisions will become more serious.

By then it will be truly troubled times, and these scattered Yellow Turban remnants may not be without the possibility of being reused, and the power of the people in the world has already become the key to deciding who belongs to the world."

Later, Cao Cao's main force against Yuan Shao's Qingzhou soldiers were originally the remnants of the Yellow Turbans.

There is also the famous Black Mountain Army, whose sphere of influence extends to five counties and has hundreds of thousands of people. It is a fighting force that can influence the current situation when Cao and Yuan are fighting for hegemony.

What is interesting is that the leaders of the Black Mountain Army, Zhang Yan and Zhao Yun, were both from Changshan Zhending and were from each other's hometown, and Zhang Yan often supported Gongsun Zan against Yuan Shao.

Zhao Yun was serving in Gongsun Zan's army at that time, but I don't know if there was any intersection between the two. Theoretically, there should be, and it is even possible that Zhao Yun was not Gongsun Zan's, but was born in the Black Mountain Army.

Otherwise, why would he, a man from Changshan Zhending in Jizhou, go to serve a Liaodong warlord?

As for his fellow countryman Zhang Yan, during his peak period, he fought against two warlords, Yuan Shao and Lu Bu, but he was still undefeated. You can imagine his strength.

It was just that as a bandit, he was not good at governing the place, and he was certainly not a match for the noble clans with grassroots dominance in the long-term confrontation. In the end, he took refuge with Cao Cao and ended up with a happy ending.

Wang Yue heard what Xu Yin said and was very curious about what he planned to do.

"The world is too scattered and the nobles are united. What should you do?"

"Let's set up an organization." Xu Yin suddenly suggested.

Wang Yue raised his eyebrows slightly, "Organization?"

"Yes, an organization that specializes in probing and selling information about troubled times. Are you interested?"

Wang Yue laughed, "What is the ultimate goal?"

"Support a benevolent king and a wise master, and restore the world to a bright and prosperous world."

"It's interesting. It's not very interesting for me to practice swordsmanship in seclusion. It's not like you who have taken the path of cultivating immortals. After all, your lifespan is limited, so you can do interesting things with your limited life.

However, no matter what kind of organization, money is the first factor. I see that you are as poor as me, so how can you get the resources to establish an organization?"

Xu Yin pointed to his feet, "Chang'an in the West and Luoyang in the Tokyo. Since the Zhou Dynasty, how many princes, nobles, emperors, generals and ministers have been buried here?

These people enjoyed all the glory and wealth before their death, and they must be buried with them in the tomb after death to ensure that they will also receive such treatment after death.

It’s ridiculous that these burial belongings could have benefited the people of the world, but they have to be buried under the Nine Earths. If we are determined, we should take them ourselves!”

Wang Yue laughed loudly and whispered: "You are really grandiose about tomb robbing, but it is still true. Swordsmen should just follow their heart, what should they be afraid of?

However, these ancient tombs of imperial mausoleums are filled with many mechanisms and formations, and even monsters are kept to protect them, so they are not easy to steal."

Xu Yin said disdainfully: "If you and I join forces, there are few enemies in the world, so what should we be afraid of?"

The two of them drank the wine in the cup and had a tacit understanding.

"What is this organization called?"

Xu Yin thought for a moment and smiled: "Jiutian!"

"Who do you want to help bring peace to the world? In short, it will definitely not be someone like Yuan Shao."

The first thing Xu Yin thought of was of course Cao Cao. Although he only spent a very short time with him, he was a very broad-minded man.

He just has a bad habit of massacring cities. If he can be influenced to change it in the future, then support him to dominate the world.

Even Xu Yin, when he was fighting for hegemony in the world, never massacred a city and killed innocent people.

Or many heroes died at his hands, mostly because of political struggles and national unification.

Moreover, those who were killed were all high-ranking officials, most of whom were members of the Ming Cult. This was done to prevent the government from moving toward the line of integrating politics and religion.

Therefore, even if he killed a lot of people, Xu Yin still had no shame in killing them. As long as he was worthy of the nation and the people, there was no harm in killing them.

In the original history, Cao Cao massacred the city five times in order to vent his anger and establish his power, which is despicable.

Just as the two of them were discussing which unlucky person's tomb they should dig up next, a man with a long beard hurried towards them from far away on the road.

When the two of them saw it, it turned out to be Cao Cao disguised as an ordinary person!

"Where does Mr. Cao want to go?"


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