The World of Yellow Sky

Zhang Ji paused, as if lost in memory, he put Ah Su who was riding on his neck on the ground.

"Brother said that one day, Huang Tian's reputation will resound through the mountains. In the end, we did it. Eight hundred miles away, Huang Tian's reputation will be extolled."

"When I was in the Taihang Mountains, my eldest brother said that one day, we will be able to walk out of the mountains and win a county or even a state. In the end, we did it. We won Bingzhou, we defeated the Xiongnu, defeated the The powerful enemy in the north, the eldest brother built the Bingzhou tripod and placed it in the center of the square in Jinyang, telling us that one day,

"Brother said that we will be able to take back millions of comrades from the four prefectures safely. This time we still did it. We fulfilled our promise. We defeated the Han army in Jizhou and avenged our revenge."

Zhang Ji's voice became high, and his eyes lit up.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. Now it is no longer a single spark, but now a soaring flame has been ignited in Bingzhou. This fire has been ignited. It is no longer a bucket of clear water, a stream, or a big river. It can be calmed down, and not even the waters pouring into the world can calm it down."

Hua Tuo was a little dazed, Zhang Ji's words made him a little dazed, and he asked in a strange way.

"Then how can I calm down..."

"How to calm down?"

Zhang Ji's eyes were shining, he stared at Hua Tuo, and said solemnly.

"The fire will not subside until the fire sweeps through the Thirteen States of the Han Dynasty, sweeps across China, sweeps across the world, sweeps through this universe, burns away all sins, and waits for the establishment of the Yellow Heaven World."

Hua Tuo looked into Zhang Ji's eyes, and he could feel Zhang Ji's firm will.

Zhang Ji's words made the eagle wolf guards on the side all excited, and even A Su who was standing next to Zhang Ji's legs didn't speak anymore.

"I don't doubt that you can do it, but if that day comes, how many people will fall on this road."

Hua Tuo looked away and couldn't help sighing.

As a doctor, he has seen life and death, but because of seeing life and death, he has more awe of life.

With the chaos of war and catastrophe, it is unknown how many people will be involved in the turmoil, and more people will die in the war.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

In the peaceful world, although the world is difficult, you can still survive. In the troubled world, human life is as cheap as worthless.

I'd rather be a peaceful dog, and don't leave people alone.

In troubled times, the bones of the dead are exposed in the wild, and there are no chickens crowing for thousands of miles.

Hua Tuo is a doctor, but he has also read history books. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, in the last years of the dynasty, there were constant disputes. The heroes of the world competed for the deer. A large number of people died in the war and the epidemic caused by the war.

And now that there is a dispute, even if the Yellow Turban Army is willing to let it go, Han Ting will never back down.

The Han court and the Yellow Turban are like water and fire, they are incompatible and cannot blend together.

Only when one party completely fails and is completely overwhelmed will the other party give up and stop.

Chapter 454 Sorrow

Outside the city of Xiaquyang, beside the Zhangshui River.

On a rather large low platform, there are all kinds of animals and grains for sacrifices.

Sixteen Taiping Dao Fu Zhu, holding fly whisks and wearing Taoist robes, sat cross-legged on it, reciting scriptures.

Xu An was dressed in military uniform and stood silently in front of the altar on the low platform.

The bones of 16 Yellow Turban soldiers were buried here, and the Han army built sixteen temples here to frighten the world.

The corpses of Xiaquyang were scattered all over the field, the blood flowed in the oars, and the river was blocked, which was extremely tragic.

Close your eyes, time seems to return to the night in the forest.

"Both inside and outside, the eight states are concurrent, as real as fantasy, confusing, bustling, but a dream Huaxu."

In the darkness, Zhang Liang's voice seemed to re-echo in Xu An's mind through time.

"Xu An will never forget the grace of preaching and teaching."

Although Xu An and Zhang Liang became masters and apprentices for only a short ten days, but if it weren't for Zhang Liang, Xu An might have already become a member of the sixteen Beijing Temples in Xiaquyang.

In the forest of Lower Quyang, Zhang Liang handed the "Taiping Jing" to Xu An, which was equivalent to handing over the orthodoxy to Xu An, giving Xu An a legitimate status.

In the forest, Xu An once said that the grace of preaching and teaching will never be forgotten in his life, and he did not forget it for a day.

In fact, when he first conquered Quyang, he thought about offering sacrifices, but the threat of the Han army was still there, so he delayed until now.

Xu An opened his eyes, all the illusions had dissipated, and in front of him was an altar filled with three animals and five grains.

On the altar, the spiritual seats of Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang were placed in the center.

The river wind roared, causing ripples on the surface of the Zhangshui River, and also blowing off Xu An's khaki-colored battle robe.

When he first entered the Taihang Mountains, Xu An just wanted to repeat Zhang Yan's mistakes in history.

At that time, he had already chosen to give up the illusory world of the yellow sky, and he just lived peacefully in this chaotic world.

Just like Zhang Yan in history.

The Son of Heaven personally named Pingnan Zhonglang General to manage the administrative and public security affairs in the mountainous area north of the Yellow River. He could recommend Xiaolian to the imperial court every year, and dispatched planners to Luoyang to report.

Then he became General Pingbei and became the Marquis of Anguo Ting with [-] households in Shiyi, and spent his life in peace.

However, what he saw and heard along the way eventually changed Xu An's thoughts bit by bit.

In Jingxing Pass, Zhang Yan solemnly asked him about his ambition.

On the southern expedition to the big camp, Yu Du asked him what he had done in the big tent.

At the foot of Chishi Ridge, thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers raised their arms and shouted at him.

After the Battle of Kuicheng, on the mountain road, I saw a group of yellow scarf soldiers who were full of vigor.

It was finally the first time he yelled that slogan from the bottom of his heart that he had said countless times.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Xu An even felt a sense of a world away.

He never thought that he could return to Xiaquyang at this time, the Han Empire is too powerful.

It is so strong that it is suffocating, so strong that Xu An has nothing to do now, and he is not sure that he can win it.

After the Han Empire was so powerful that the court collapsed, disputes continued for decades. It was not until the three families returned to Jin that the troubled times came to an end.

After several years of tossing and turning, he was able to return to his hometown, comfort the souls of the dead in Xiaquyang, and save their souls to return to Huangtian.

Although Xu An didn't believe in immortals, this didn't conflict with offering sacrifices to the dead.

On the stone tablet in Jinyang City, the names of every Yellow Turban soldier who died in battle are engraved. Day and night, the incense has never been cut off.

The candlelight on the altar flickered unceasingly under the wind blowing from the river.

Fiery flames danced in Xu An's eyes.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

Now a soaring flame has been ignited in Bingzhou, and this fire has been ignited.

It is no longer a bucket of clear water, a stream, or a big river can calm down.

Not even the sea water pouring out from all over the world can calm it down.

After the fire swept through the thirteen states of Han Dynasty, swept across China, swept across the world, and swept through this universe.

After all the sins are burned away, and after the establishment of the Huangtian World, the fire will subside.

Or maybe, it will never calm down...

In today's era, proclaiming the kingship and changing dynasties is not just a dream.

But if one wants to establish the world of Huangtian as described in the "Taiping Jing", it is really out of reach.

Those who cultivate have their fields, those who live in them have their houses, and those who work in them have their property.

In the journey of the great way, the world is for the public, selecting the virtuous and capable, preaching trust and repairing harmony.

Therefore, people should not only kiss their relatives, not only their sons and sons, so that the old will be able to die, the strong will be useful, and the young will be able to grow.

The evil of goods is abandoned on the ground, so there is no need to hide it in oneself; the evil of power does not come from the body, so there is no need to do it for oneself.

That's why you don't prosper if you conspire against others, you don't commit robbery and robbery, and you don't shut down outsiders. This is called Great Harmony.

That is an ideal society, and perhaps it can be truly realized in the distant future.

But in this era, in the strife-ridden Eastern Han Dynasty, it is only a good hope after all.

Although the road is tortuous, Xu An has a bright future for them.

It's just the thorns along the way, and the mud along the way is destined to cause many people to fall before they reach the end.

Although the stone monument erected in Jinyang City is large, there will be a day when it cannot be engraved.

But by then more steles will be erected, and the names of the victims will be inscribed on new ones.

It only occupied Bingzhou, but not the world. Some short-sighted people have appeared inside the Yellow Turban Army.

They stepped on the blood of their victims and indulged in luxury and wealth unscrupulously.

Xu An clenched the Yanling Saber on his waist. If he could, he really didn't want to believe the secret reports sent by the wolf guards.

Among them, some people even colluded with the aristocratic family and betrayed the Yellow Turban Army's garrison information.

The sound of chanting is still going on, 16 dead souls are unwilling to be trapped in Xiaquyang, and there are millions of ordinary people in the land of Jizhou who are overwhelmed by exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes, sinking outside the underworld.

Xu An stepped back on the horse and nodded to Wei Lu beside him.

Wei Lu bowed his head respectfully, then rode his horse and swung his whip away.

The rapid sound of horse hooves appeared in Xu An's ears, and the cavalry of the eagle wolf guards had already gone away.

On Wei Lu's chest, there was a driving sticker signed by Xu An himself.

His trip to Bingzhou this time will set off another bloody storm.

Wei Lu clutched the driving sticker on his chest, fierce killing intent emanated from his eyes.

He failed once in Hanoi County. That time, the assassins killed many generals of the Yellow Turban Army, many officials of the Taiping Road, and even Xu An.

This time he will definitely be able to complete the mission, this time the Eagle Wolf Guard will definitely strangle those rebels who dare to commit rebellion and block their way forward like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

Xu An withdrew his gaze on Wei Lu. He had suffered countless setbacks along the way, and the appearance of those rebels and short-sighted people would not affect his mood.

Because in addition to those short-sighted people, more people followed him and chose to follow in his footsteps.

"laugh----"

The war horse under the seat snorted uncomfortably, which also made Xu An regain his scattered thoughts, and his eyes no longer wandered away.

And at this moment, he also found Hua Tuo and Zhang Ji's group walking beside the official road.

Zhang Ji was overjoyed when he saw Xu An, and then he raised his hand high, saying hello to Xu An, and all the Eagle Wolf Guard Tiqi raised their arms and shouted to Xu An.

"It's been a long time since I saw Zhang Ji."

Yan Zhong smiled. When he first joined Taiping Dao, Zhang Ji followed Xu An all the time, even more closely than Xu An's personal guard captain Xu Dadu.

When we first met, Zhang Ji was only one and a half years old, but later Zhang Ji grew faster and faster, and now he is even taller than him.

In a sense, Xu An and Zhang Ji could be regarded as brothers, and Zhang Ji was also very intelligent, and often took the opportunity to learn from the generals in the government office.

Gong Du, Liu Pi, Xu Huang, Lu Bu and many others have taught Zhang Ji's martial arts.

And Yan Zhong can also be regarded as Zhang Ji's teacher, and compared to Gong Du and others, Zhang Ji is still the land where Yan Zhong has been worshiped as a teacher.

In his spare time at work, Zhang Ji has been studying the scriptures by Yan Zhong's side.

So Yan Zhong still has a good impression of Zhang Ji.

Talented and intelligent, but not proud and complacent, quick-witted, but able to calm down.

"Yes." Xu An looked at Zhang Ji who kept waving his hands not far away and laughed, "Long time no see."

Xu An and Yan Zhong led the horses and went forward.

"Mr. Hua, how are you doing recently?"

Xu An and Yan Zhong dismounted together, walked up, and greeted Hua Tuo first.

"The great virtuous teacher is polite. I asked the great virtuous teacher to send guards. There is no danger along the road as before. Even at night, I don't worry about any wild beasts disturbing me."

Hua Tuo smiled and cupped his hands. He didn't have any pretentious habits, and he didn't find the guards sent by Xu An annoying.

When Hua Tuo was practicing medicine, he also treated high-ranking officials, and they also sent soldiers to escort them, but those soldiers gave Hua Tuo the feeling that they had no energy.