Xianqin Multiverse Empire

"Yes."

"But what about that big black guy? Is he famous?"

"The court's information shows that his name is Zhou Cang, and he is a farmer with some talent." Li Ru added.

When Dong Zhuo questioned Hua Xiong, he was not afraid at all, because even if Dong Zhuo punished him, he would beat him up or demote him, but Li Ru was different.Recalling Li Ru's style in the past, Hua Xiong couldn't help but shudder.

"Wenyou doesn't have to be like this, we underestimated the Yellow Turban Army! Such a precious sword was held in the hands of an unknown Zhou Cang."

"Our understanding of the Yellow Turban Army is really too little. It is not surprising that there is such a defeat. But this is also a good thing. It is better to lose now than to fail when you command the army in the future."

On the surface, he was still smiling, but in his heart, he had scolded the high officials of the imperial court to the bottom!

Just [-] Yellow Turbans have hundreds of crossbows!

Zhou Cang, who is not very famous, has such a powerful weapon. With the sharpness of the weapon, he can even defeat Hua Xiong, who is known as the number one warrior in Xiliang!

A mere [-] Yellow Turbans dare to face [-] Flying Bears without running away!

Who gave them the courage?

Where did they get such strength?

Click!

Suddenly, a flag in front of Dong Zhuo broke apart. Looking at the cracked place, Li Ru took two copper coins from his sleeve and made a guess.

Glancing at the hexagrams, he saluted Dong Zhuo: "Father-in-law, we need to leave quickly. The hexagrams show that the enemy is probably stealing our way."

Sitting on the horse, Dong Zhuo stood up, glanced at the chariot formation in front of him, and then at the flying bear army around him!

There were three thousand just now, but now there are only two thousand and seven left!

Three hundred good men from Liangzhou lay on the ground and stayed here forever.

"Forget it, withdraw!"

Oh oh oh!

Blowing the trumpet to withdraw the troops, on the way back, Dong Zhuo's face was cloudy, because he saw several yellow scarf troops!

The number of these Yellow Turban troops ranged from three to five thousand, and each Yellow Turban army drove a similar chariot, which could be used to transport food and supplies, or it could be turned into a line of defense at critical moments for defense.

Even every Yellow Turban Army has at least hundreds of crossbows!

The more you walk, the more depressed you become, and the more you think about it, the more unpleasant it becomes!

Who is the Han army and who is the bandit army?

Where did so many crossbows come from?

The Yellow Turban Army secretly hid powerful crossbows, and it is no problem to hide hundreds of them. Considering the size of the Yellow Turban Army, they did this with deliberation, and it can be done!

But what about now?

Today alone, I encountered at least a thousand crossbows!

"Damn it, all the princes in the court are trash and idiots!"

"I'm getting more and more curious now. How did Lu Zhonglang do it back then? Such a powerful Yellow Turban Army was forced into Guangzong City by himself!!!"

Chapter No.16: Return of the Soul

Bang!

The door was slammed shut by Dong Zhuo, and he was quite upset at the moment!

"Damn it, the old man was born and died for the big man, put down so many Qiang rebellions, and now he has traveled thousands of miles from Liangzhou to this place under the order of the court. The point of ridicule!"

Dong Zhuo's voice was loud and undisguised, so the three Liu Bei brothers who had just left the house heard it clearly!

Zhang Fei immediately exploded, and when he was about to turn his head to breathe out the fragrance, he was stopped by Liu Bei, who shook his head slowly at him, and then withdrew his pure black aura, and left cursing.

"Third brother, you were impulsive just now!"

"No matter what, Dong Zhuo is the current commander. If you make a move, he can even plant you a rebellion if you are black-hearted. Just now there are at least [-] cavalry near the camp. Although my three brothers can kill them together, But what about the future?" Liu Bei asked seriously.

As Liu Bei, who has been recognized by the clan and conferred titles on his ancestors, he knows the background of the clan better than anyone else, and the background of the Han family is far stronger than outsiders imagined!

"What? Dong Zhuo is so insidious? I felt that he was not a good person at first sight!" Zhang Fei cursed, his voice was like thunder, and he spread it directly!

Liu Bei acted as if he didn't hear it, and didn't care!

If you tear your face, you will tear your face. Anyway, Dong Zhuo is an old official of the Yuan family, and he is an authentic descendant of the Han family. If they fall out with each other, the court can rest assured.

Presumably Dong Zhuo meant the same thing!

A moment later, in the tent.

"However, there is some truth in what he said. Second brother, third brother, do you feel that the Yellow Turban Army has changed a bit recently?"

Guan Yu didn't answer immediately, but stroked his long beard and began to think. As for Zhang Fei, he also calmed down rarely, waiting for the two brothers to discuss.

"I don't know, I don't understand. It stands to reason that whether it is iron or grain, they are the most in the counties and county towns, but the Yellow Turban Army seems to have a special liking for the villages, towns, and villages below, and their numbers are increasing. Many, but can the interior still be united as it was at the beginning?"

Looking around, Liu Bei took out a talisman, covered the entire tent, and then stretched out his hands to pull the heads of Zhang Fei and Guan Yu towards each other. The heads of the three were touching each other, and their foreheads touched.

"It's those rumors that I said for my brother!"

"There are rumors that there are thousands of powerful crossbows in the Yellow Turban Army, and it is because of these powerful crossbows that they took down those Zhuangzi without any effort."

"There are also rumors that the leader of the Yellow Turban Army is no longer Zhang Jiao, but a young man. And this young man calls himself Emperor Shihuang. What do you think, second brother?"

After stroking his beard again, Guan Yu finally spoke: "I don't understand, there should be strong crossbows, thousands of them are not enough, but they are just used to exaggerate the number of enemies after the failure, to escape responsibility, and the credibility is not high. , but hundreds of crossbows are still possible,"

"I heard that before the Taipingdao rebellion, Zhang Jiao had contact with the eunuchs in the palace. It must have been stolen from the treasury of the Northern Army at that time."

"As for the change of the leader of Taipingdao, this is even more impossible. If Zhang Jiao is alive, the leader cannot be someone else. If Zhang Jiao is dead, how can the Yellow Turban Army not respond at all?"

"As for the self-named First Emperor, I think it's just a dog jumping over the wall in a hurry, and there is no other way." Guan Yu was still stroking his beard at this point, but suddenly blinked his eyes.

"But we can't take it lightly, not to mention anything else, the three of us have to join forces to equalize the double pupil alone, and when Dong Zhuo arrived a month ago, only two thousand of the three thousand flying bears were left. There are still many injured, I suspect that he fought against the Yellow Turban Army on the road, but he was so timid because of the loss..."

……

"One or two thought that the old man was scared out of his wits by the Yellow Turban Army. I also crawled out of the dead people back then. How could I be afraid of death? I just wanted to be more stable."

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Dong Zhuo gulped down the wine, a lot of fine wine flowed down his beard and wet his clothes, he hadn't done this for a long time, but this time he really didn't know what to do.

When he thought that the Yellow Turban Army might have thousands or even more crossbows, he lost all fighting spirit at all!

"But the soldiers in the camp couldn't wait any longer. They came here to make meritorious service, not to stay in the camp all the time and not go anywhere. Earlier, my father-in-law could use the excuse that the cavalry didn't arrive, and suppressed them all." Suppress them, now..." Niu Fu shook his head directly.

Can't hold back!

If you press it down, there is a possibility of mutiny!

……

Dong Zhuo was worried about the upcoming decisive battle, [-]% was worried about himself, worried about his future, worried about the situation he would face after failure.Another [-]% are worried about the big man, worried about the world!

Although he is not a good person today, he is definitely not the Dong Xiangguo who will sleep in the dragon bed in the future. His strength has not reached that level, and his ambition cannot be compared with that at that time.

And what about Ying Zheng?

He's busy with something big and small!

Outside Guangzong City, somewhere in the mountains.

The terrain here is fairly dangerous, with mountains to the east and rivers to the west and jungles to the south, only the north is the plain, and there is an altar on the plain!

The altar is made of five-color soil, and on the altar is a solitary head. There is no trace of flesh and blood on this head, only the purest bones are left!

In this barren mountain and wild ridge, when the cold wind blows, the sound of howling wolves can be heard from time to time. Facing this skull, even in broad daylight, there is a sense of splendor, which makes people unable to help but look up at the sky , it seems that only the sun in the sky can make people feel at ease and warm.

At noon, when the yang energy between the sky and the earth reached its limit, a faint blue flame suddenly appeared at the core of the originally motionless skull!

Yingzheng tapped his right hand lightly in the depths, and a drop of black water-like magic power entered the blue flame, and the flame multiplied several times out of thin air in an instant, directly enveloping the entire skull.

After a while, the skull flew up on its own initiative.

Snapped!

A white jade-like handprint was printed on the skull, and before he realized what was going on, the skull was slapped on the altar.

Boom!

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, as if they had discovered the fact of Wang Mang's resurrection, the sky suddenly darkened, and a blue thunder appeared instantly, hitting the skull that had just landed on the altar.

Kacha, Kacha, Kacha, accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, the complete skull was reduced to bits of debris, and the faint blue flames decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Rescue me quickly, I will definitely reward you!" When I said this, the flame was still a foot in size.

"Help, help!" At this moment, the flame was only three inches in size, and Wang Mang's tone was not as choking as it was at the beginning.

"I always have your purpose in resurrecting you. As long as you can save my life, I will do whatever you want!" When the flame was only an inch in size, Wang Mang no longer held it, and the last sentence was changed from "I" to " me.

This head is Wang Mang's head, a gift given to Zhang Jiao by the aristocratic family in order to deal with the sky.In the hands of Ying Zheng, it became a tool for resurrecting Wang Mang.

The world here is a mysterious middle-level world, which is the same level as the revived Great Qin. Theoretically speaking, there should be a cloud of masters, real people emerge in endlessly, and there must be at least one person.

However, combining what he has seen and heard in the recent period, and the history collected by Taiping Dao through Taoist, aristocratic, and poor families, Yingzheng found something wrong!

Everything is wrong, pointing to the barrier of Kyushu set up by the Great Han 400 years ago!

According to historical records, in the pre-Qin period, there were many god-level masters, but by the end of the Qin Dynasty, there were very few of them.And when it came to the establishment of Dahan, there was no one on the surface.

Some people may have known the secret 400 years ago, and those old immortals hiding in the blessed land may have known it too, but Zhang Jiao didn't know it, and neither did Ying Zheng!

If you don't know, find someone who knows!

Who to look for?

Wang Mang!

When a country attacks another country, what it needs most is the leading party!

Because the leading party knows enough about the opponent's intelligence, knows their reality, and also knows where their weaknesses are. If they find their weaknesses, they will get twice the result with half the effort!

Therefore, Jiang Ziya, who had been a mid-level official in Chaoge and had a wide range of knowledge, was personally invited by King Wen and entrusted with an important task.

There is also Dameng's Hong Chengchou, which is also the same.

As a senior civil official of the Ming Dynasty, he is well aware of the power struggle within the Ming Dynasty, the struggle between literati, and the struggle between literati and the emperor...

Where is Daming's weakness? If you put it in the 21st century, you can check it everywhere on the Internet.But at the end of the Ming Dynasty, only senior officials at the level of Hong Chengchou could understand it!

And Wang Mang is the leading party chosen by Yingzheng!

It's just that at this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly discovered a very interesting thing.

"Please, help me!" When the flame was only a finger high, Wang Mang finally became anxious, and only he knew what was going on in his heart.

"I have been resurrected for the second time. After this death, it is difficult to come back again. What is your purpose in resurrecting me? It can't be to witness my death again? No matter what your purpose is, tell me first, maybe I will can help."

"I am the son of Emperor Bai. I have a lot of friends and knowledge. I know the biggest secret of the big man, and I also know where the big man's flaws are..." The blue flame is about to go out, and it seems that it is only a matter of breathing , but Wang Mang is still making his last effort.

After finally being resurrected, who wants to continue to die?

"You're not from this world, are you?" Ying Zheng asked suddenly.

Chapter No.17: Out of the three realms, not in the five elements

"you?!!"

Before he finished speaking, and even in surprise, a gust of wind blew over, and the faint blue flame that was about to extinguish was completely extinguished. Wang Mang, who had just been resurrected for less than a quarter of an hour, died again!

Wang Mang's final performance has clearly explained the answer. He is really not a native of this world, so he is not, what about Liu Bang?

Snapped!

A ray of good fortune was injected into the fragments, and a large number of skull fragments were restored to their original state with a brush, and even the faint blue flame was born again after a quarter of an hour!

Sensing the external environment, Wang Mang was stunned for a moment and then froze!

He is a knowledgeable person, of course he understands that he has died just now, the kind of soul flying away, although the soul flying away is not completely dead, but not everyone can be resurrected at will.

Those who can do this are big figures like real immortals, real gods, and real Buddhas. Such people are like big shots even in his hometown.