The World of Yellow Sky

In the old days when Dong Zhuo entered the capital, he could not ride more than three thousand horses. Dong Zhuo was afraid that he would not be convinced by the distance, so he sneaked out of the army and near the camp for four or five days and nights. Its soldiers are many and general, and they dare not resist.

Now that Xu An has a large number of soldiers, there is no need to use Dong Zhuo's strategy, but to send troops to form an array and immediately declare force.

Tens of thousands of soldiers are enough to make everyone in Taiyuan County surrender.

"Guo Daxian, Zuo Miaozhangba, join me in the military parade."

Xu An stopped his horse and said with a smile.

Guo Daxian and Zuo Miaozhangba are also considered veterans of the Yellow Turban Army, and the famous disciples on the roster respect his orders very much.

"Thank you great virtuous teacher!"

Sure enough, when Guo Daxian and Zuo Mustache Zhangba heard Xu An's invitation to join the military parade, they were so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and immediately bowed down to worship.

The two turned over and stepped on the horses pulled by the soldiers, and walked towards the formation of generals behind Xu An.

"Great virtuous teacher, this disciple requests to join the Dao of Peace!"

A familiar voice appeared in Guo Daxian's ears, and Guo Daxian's complexion changed drastically. He was too excited, but he forgot that Hao Zhao was still there.

"This is?"

Xu An was a little puzzled, and beside the road, there was a handsome young man in a brocade robe, doing editing with his hands, with a serious face.

"There was almost a stampede before. This boy was rescued by me. He himself said that his name is Hao Zhao, and he is a child of the Hao family in Yulin."

Hearing Xu An's question, Guo Daxian could only bite the bullet and answer.

"Hao Zhao?"

Xu An turned his mind slightly, but the name sounded very familiar, as if he had seen it in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but it would be difficult to remember it for a while.

"Since you want to enter the Tao?"

Xu An carefully looked at the boy beside the road.

"Then I have to ask you, why do you want to enter my path of peace?"

"Do you know my Taiping Dao teachings?"

"Do you know why I fight for Taipingdao?"

Xu An's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "My Taiping Dao is not for everyone to enter. Those who bully the people and those who do many evils are not allowed to enter."

Hao Zhao showed embarrassment and could only shake his head, but he still said firmly: "I just want to join the Yellow Turban Army. General Guo behind you said that you can only join the Yellow Turban Army if you join the Taiping Dao, so I want to join the Taiping Dao. "

Xu An glanced at Guo Daxian, but Guo Daxian dared not speak.

Hao Zhao stepped forward and said loudly: "I heard that the leader of the Yellow Turban Army is Xu An, a great virtuous teacher. In the battle of Kuicheng, he defeated the Marquis of Qiantang, swept away the Shangdang, repelled Lu Shangshu, and now repelled the Xiongnu to capture Bingzhou. His reputation is far away. Bo was a hero at the time."

"A few days ago, I heard that the Yellow Turban Army was going to take back Xihe County and was ready to go. So I came to Jinyang from Yulin, just to see the style of the Yellow Turban Army."

Seeing that the young man in front of him was neither humble nor overbearing, Xu An couldn't help but sigh inwardly when he said that the young man in front of him was neither humble nor arrogant, and he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

No wonder at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty and during the Three Kingdoms period, most of the people who became famous were the children of powerful families. They saw the big from their smallness. The education received by these children of powerful families was far better than that of ordinary people. How could they not win?

Hao Zhao bent down and asked sincerely, "Seeing you today, I really live up to my reputation. Please let me join the Yellow Turban Army!"

"Hao Zhao..."

Xu An thought for a while, he had some impression of the name Hao Zhao, and this young man had an extraordinary conversation and piercing eyes, so he must not be an ordinary person in the future.

"Can you ride a horse?"

Xu An looked at Hao Zhao and said with a smile.

"Your son from Bingzhou, why can't you ride a horse?!"

Xu An raised his whip and pointed at Hao Zhao, and said to Guo Daxian beside him, "Give him a war horse."

Guo Daxian looked a little surprised, but he still heard the order to find the war horse.

Xu An didn't have the slightest grievance because Hao Zhao was a powerful boy. Most of the Han soldiers who surrendered now were powerful children, and he didn't cleanse them either.

As long as he is willing to join his team, as long as he has not committed any serious crimes, and is willing to fight for Huang Tian, ​​he will definitely not refuse.

Now Xu An does not have the strength to push the world flat, he is not stupid enough to destroy all the powerful families in the world, and push all the powerful families to the opposite side, this is impossible.

It is unrealistic to fight against the powerful and powerful families in the world, at least in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, at least Xu An can't do it now.

Everything must proceed from reality, not fantasies.

Hao Zhao got on his horse and followed Guo Daxian and Zuo Miaozhangba.

Xu An looked at the smug Hao Zhao, and said solemnly: "Have you ever thought about it, follow me, follow our Yellow Turban Army, the road to take may be a road that is more difficult than any other road."

"If you say nothing, four horses can't chase you; if you say something urgent, four horses can't catch up."

Hao Zhao led the horse, and said solemnly.

"Never let the great virtuous teacher down!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Xu An laughed out loud.

"Ugh——"

The horn sounded again from the army formation in the south of the city.

Xu An stopped laughing, he had been wasting time for a long time, Xu An gently raised his right hand and pressed forward slightly.

"call out------"

A sharp wooden whistle sounded from behind Xu An.

Under Xu An's pull, the claret horse walked forward with four hooves, carrying Xu An in battle robe forward slowly, and the countless yellow scarf soldiers behind him also moved forward slowly.

The strong wind howled past, rolled up Xu An's khaki war robe, and also rolled up the banners of the countless Yellow Turbans behind him.

Chapter 262 Entering Xihe County

Outside Jinyang City, the generals on the high platform had been waiting for Xu An for a long time. Although the sun was shining brightly, none of them complained.

Xu An drove his horses to gallop in front of the army formation, his shouts resounded through the clouds, and banners were dancing in front of everyone's eyes.

Hao Zhao, Guo Daxian, and Zuo Miaozhangba were also full of emotions. Even though the cheers and shouts were not directed at them, they couldn't help themselves.

The high platform erected outside Jinyang City is specially made, and it can be directly mounted on a horse.

Lu Bu, Zhou Cang, Gao Shun and other generals were all riding horses and standing under the high platform with their soldiers.

Accompanied by shouts like a tsunami, Xu An whipped his horse and led a group of relatives to the high platform.

"Call-"

Xu An lightly pulled the reins, and the bay red horse snorted, then slowed down.

Under the high platform, twenty flags stand on both sides, the flags enter the sea, spears and halberds are like a forest, the sound of "Wan Sheng" stops for a while, the Yellow Turban Army's formation is strict and powerful, and it looks like a sea of ​​clouds in the sky at first glance.

The four banners in the center are Lu Bu and Zhou Cang, the two chief and deputy officers of the Xiaoqi battalion, and Gao Shun and Bai Rao, the two chief and deputy officers who are trapped in the camp.

Next to them are the eight banners of Cheng Lian, Wei Yue, Hao Meng, Cao Xing and other generals of the Xiaoqi Battalion, and the two banners of Bai Rao and Zuo Xiao who are trapped in the camp.

On both sides are the flags embroidered with the word "Wu" from the Wuzu camp and the flags embroidered with the word "Rui" from the Ruishi camp on both sides, and then there are the flags of the ordinary Yellow Turban Army.

"Is this the Yellow Turban Army? Is this the Taiping Road!?"

Hao Zhao's eyes were full of eagerness. The army in the audience gave him a feeling that was different from any army he had seen. They were full of vigor.

That was the Bingzhou army, something that the Han army, the Huns, and the Xianbei didn't have.

There was no shelter in the surrounding area, and the cool wind whizzed past on the vast plain. The flags fluttered and flew in the strong wind, and all the soldiers in the audience shouted "Wan Victory" in unison!

The entire south of Jinyang City was immersed in majesty.

Xu An led the horse past Lu Bu, Zhou Cang and other generals.

"Xihe County has been occupied by the Huns for several months."

Xu An immediately straightened his back, looked at the generals in front of him, and said loudly.

"Most of my Taoists of Taiping Dao and my soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army came from humble backgrounds, and there are tens of thousands of people in Xihe County who are half the size of us."

"Thirteen prefectures of the Han Dynasty, China's wilderness, and the world, all the poor people, all the ordinary people, all the exploited, all the oppressed, all the bullied, are all my compatriots! I am all equal!"

Xu An took a deep breath, looking at the solemn faces in the audience, his voice also sank.

"The Xiongnu went south to plunder and kill our compatriots wantonly. They treated us like dolphins, treated us like worthless things, and treated us like nothing!"

"ridiculous!"

Xu An swung his whip and jumped on his horse, and the horse galloped down from the high platform, followed by all the soldiers behind him.

"Huang Tian's warriors! Huang Tian's warriors!"

Xu An held up the horse and shouted loudly.

The big khaki flag galloped past the front of the Yellow Turban Army formation. Xu An looked at the formation, staring at his eyes in pairs, looking at the young, immature, or aging faces. .

"Raise your swords and guns in your hands, raise your weapons in your hands, raise your whips, and mobilize your horses!" "Go to the west, go to Xihe County, and take our compatriots, our compatriots who are suffering, from the suffering rescued from it!"

Everyone who heard Xu An's voice raised their weapons, and everyone shouted loudly at Xu An's voice.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

When Xu An's big banner circled the entire army formation, the Yellow Turban Army formation in the south of the city was completely boiling.

"Is this the same way?"

Gao Shun thought that since he fought for many years, he would not be affected by the outside world, even if he was ambushed by the Yellow Turban Army in Hedong County, he did not panic.

Even being entrusted by Xu An with the official position of captain of the camp did not make him too happy.

But today he was about to be infected by the frenzied atmosphere, as if the blood that had cooled down was boiling again.

Gao Shun looked at Pao Ze beside him, Lu Bu, Cheng Lian and others had already been full of excitement on their faces, not only the ordinary soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, but also their blood was ignited by Xu An's words.

In the ears were shouts like mountains and tsunami, and soldiers from all over the army were shouting hysterically, paying tribute to their great and virtuous teachers.

Xu An stopped his horse and looked at the generals in front of him with a solemn expression.

"Lu Bu listens!"

Xu An raised his whip and ordered.

"The end is here!"

Wearing a battle robe of hundreds of flowers, Lu Bu leaped out on horseback.

"This battle is for you to be the commander in chief, commanding the Xiaoqi Battalion, the Martial Soldiers Battalion, the Suppressed Battalion, and the Xihe County soldiers."

Xu Da, who was guarding Xu An, rode out and solemnly handed over a tiger talisman made of brass to Lu Bu.

"The final general will live up to Duke Ming's entrustment!"

Lu Bu took the Tiger Talisman and responded impassionedly.

As the chief general, he led the army and commanded an army of tens of thousands. Last year, he was just a small army in the border county, struggling to climb the mountain. Today, he is the chief general commanding thousands of troops.

……

Xu An led a group of soldiers and stood at the gate of the city. The banners of Lu Bu and others had already gone away, and the marching column of the Yellow Turban Army also slowly disappeared on the horizon.

According to the news reported by the Yingwei lurking in Xihe County, most of the Huns have withdrawn from Xihe County, and only about [-] Huns are still wandering in Xihe County.

This time to regain Xihe County, as long as there are no accidents, the Yellow Turban Army will almost certainly win.

Xu An mobilized his horse and led his guards back to Jinyang City.

In Jinyang City, there are still many affairs waiting for him to deal with, all kinds of affairs are piled up on his copybook.

Xu An and the others had already returned to the city, but the people onlookers in the south of the city seemed to have not recovered from the heroic aura, and they were still standing there watching the Yellow Turban Army leave. Bingzhou hadn't seen it for a long time. Such a powerful army.

In the sixth year of Xiping (177), Tanshihuai of Xianbei unified the forces in the north and repeatedly invaded the nine counties of Yanbian in the Han Empire.

The Han army joined Yi Cong, the Xiongnu who had joined them, and went out to counterattack Tanshihuai.

Xia Yu, captain of Karasuma, set off from Gaoliu, Tian Yan, a general of Poxianbei Zhonglang, set out from Yunzhong, and Zang Min, a general of Xiongnu Zhonglang, set off from Yanmen.

Each led more than 1 cavalry, and divided the troops out of the fortress in three ways, intending to advance more than [-] miles.

But that battle directly brought down the entire Bingzhou of the Han Empire. Xia Yu and others suffered a disastrous defeat. They even lost their talismans and supplies, and each led dozens of cavalry to flee for their lives.

Of the soldiers of the Han army who went out to fight, as many as seven or eight out of ten died in battle, and less than one-tenth of the soldiers of the Han army returned to the Han Dynasty.