The World of Yellow Sky

"My lord Xu An, as a great virtuous teacher, controls the Yellow Turban Army and controls the Taiping Road. One is to rule the world, the other is to spread the virtue of the yellow sky in all directions, and the third is to make the world peaceful and the people live in peace. These three wishes are also my lord's wish. , It is also the wish of everyone in my Taiping Dao."

"Our army attacked Liangzhou. Although it was a breach of trust, it was not a betrayal of righteousness. The general and Han Sui faced each other, and their strengths were equal. After a long battle, it was still difficult to tell who was superior."

Pang Bo took a step forward, looked at Ma Teng, saluted respectfully, and said in a deep voice.

"The Central Plains is in turmoil, two emperors stand side by side, north and south are fighting for the front, east and west are fighting fiercely, the heroes are divided, and chaos is everywhere. The turmoil has continued for six years now, and the trend of the world is now clear."

"There are disputes in the world, the heroes are separated, and there are heroes, but there are only four chess players who can actually compete in the world."

Pang Bo knelt down on the table and discarded four copper coins.

Ma Teng looked sideways slightly, and his gaze was also on the desk in front of Pang Bo.

What Pang Bo said was correct. The Han Dynasty was in decline, and the soldiers of the six counties of Liangzhou were defeated. Xu An led Taipingdao to rise in Bingzhou, which gave him an excellent opportunity.

Although Liangzhou is located on the border, there are countless elite soldiers and strong generals, so there is no chance of staying in the Central Plains.

Ma Teng has been an official in Liangzhou for many years. He knows the decline of the Han court, and he knows the decay of the Han court.

The decline of the Han Dynasty and the disintegration of its prestige are just a golden opportunity given by God. The three states rebelled, and none of the Han Dynasty can be wiped out. The great man has lost his destiny!

As long as he can integrate Liangzhou, regain momentum, and gather Han and Qiang, as long as he can break through Guanzhong.

In the flat land of the Central Plains, who else can resist his cavalry? !

But it is a pity that there is a person standing in front of him, standing in front of him, making it impossible for him to unify Liangzhou. This person is Han Sui and Han Wenyue.

He and Han Sui were really too familiar with each other's methods of using troops, their psychology, and their arrangements.

Because of this, after fighting fiercely for many years, many soldiers were lost, but there was not much way to break the deadlock and occupy more land.

It can only barely maintain the status quo, which is actually a waste of strength, and there is no benefit at all. Half of Liangzhou is almost destroyed in the flames of war.

Without confidence, neither Han Sui nor Ma Teng dared to fight with all their troops. The price would be too great, and neither of them could afford it, because once they were defeated in such a decisive battle, the other side would be defeated. It means death.

"Who are these four people, the general should be very clear."

Pang Bo glanced at Ma Teng, and continued.

"The turmoil in the Central Plains revolves around Sun Yuan and Dong. The rest are all followers. Even if Liu Yan of Yizhou, Liu Biao of Jingzhou, and Shixie of Jiaozhou enter the game, they are just followers."

"The four chess players, one is Sun Jian, the second is Yuan Shao, and the third is Dong Zhuo."

Pang Bo pushed the three copper coins forward one by one on the desk, and then put his hand on top of the last copper coin.

"The last person is my lord Xu An."

Ma Teng's eyes moved slightly. Today's situation in the world has indeed gradually become clearer. One of the four major forces in the world does not participate in the dispute, but is trapped in the place.

In fact, there are only three major forces that are qualified to compete for the world, the East Court Chendu, the West Court Chang'an, and Taipingdao.

Seeing the change in Ma Teng's eyes, Pang Bo continued to speak.

"Nowadays, both the eastern and western courts are equipped with soldiers, recruiting soldiers, and making weapons. The great war that will determine the direction of the world will break out in the next few years. If there is no intervention of my Taipingdao, the general will still fight with Han at that time without accident. So the two fought in Liangzhou."

"When the Great War in the Central Plains is over and the ownership of the world is settled, then it will be the time for the general to die."

"At that time, the winners had countless elite soldiers and strong generals. How could Liangzhou be allowed to separate itself?"

Ma Teng retorted with a gloomy face.

"Dong Zhuo's military strength is strong, and his land borders Liangzhou. I can definitely serve Dong Zhuo. Now that Dong Zhuo controls the West Court and is allied with Yuan Shao, the chance to win the world doesn't have to be Xu Anda from Bingzhou?"

"will not."

Pang Bo firmly shook his head and said calmly.

"The general is a smart man. Since he is a smart man, he would definitely not serve Dong Zhuo."

"Dong Zhuo is a man of repetition, ferocious and brutal, light on promises and trustworthy, greedy for power, tortures and kills benefactors, and is not a human master."

"Zhang Yang led the Bingzhou Army to serve in the past, but Dong Zhuo never treated him sincerely. Instead, he repeatedly used the Bingzhou Army as his forerunner. Zhang Yang then led the army to escape to our Bingzhou and join our Taiping Road."

Ma Teng was silent, and it was indeed not a good move to join Dong Zhuo.

"My lord Xu An chased the Xiongnu in the north, conquered Wuhuan in the east, descended to Xianbei in the west, and conquered Hedong in the south. The tiger stepped into a secluded merger. He was famous all over the world for the first battle in Jizhou. He has countless elite soldiers and strong generals. He must win the battle and win the attack!"

"Looking at the world, is there anyone who can surpass him?!"

Pang Bo stood up and said proudly.

"Zhu Jun, who was 'prestige all over the world', was beheaded by my lord Xu An, and more than [-] Han troops were destroyed in Kuicheng."

"Shangshu Lu Zhi personally led the Xiyuan Forbidden Army, gathered soldiers from the seven counties, and united with Liu Yu in Youzhou, but was still defeated by my Yellow Turban Army."

"Dong Zhuo occupied Luoyang in the past, with tens of thousands of people. The Kwantung Allied Forces hesitated to move forward. The land of Hedong County fell into the hands of our army before ten months passed."

"Wouldn't the western Xianbei be strong and powerful, occupying thousands of miles of land, with hundreds of thousands of people controlling the strings, our army rushed four hundred miles in three days, beheaded He Louqi, the master of the western Xianbei, and built a 'Beijing Temple' outside the Great Wall."

Pang Bo stepped across the desk, stood in front of Ma Teng, and looked straight into Ma Teng's eyes.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand, it's not a joke..."

Ma Teng was slightly startled, but he didn't show it on his face.

He thought of the overwhelming fire, the horrible flame that was about to burn everything.

"The destiny is no longer in the Han Dynasty, but in my Taiping Dao!"

Pang Bo's firm voice was resounding, and a trace of flush appeared on his face.

"Lü Bu, Zhang Liao, Li De, Zhang Yang and others are all surrendered generals. They are all appointed as generals in our Yellow Turban Army. Their families must also be preserved. These generals should all know..."

Pang Bo's eyes flickered, and his tone suddenly changed.

"The general should also know what will happen to those who are unwilling to surrender."

"The general has spies in our territory of Taiping Road, Bingzhou, Hedong, and Youzhou counties. The fate of a group of powerful and powerful families must be familiar to the general."

Ma Teng felt a slight chill in his heart, he naturally knew what would happen to those people.

Those powerful families who are really clean are really rare, and the Yinglangwei treats those powerful families with no mercy at all.

Pang Bo turned around and walked back a few steps, putting some distance away from Ma Teng, then turned around, stared at Ma Teng, and said solemnly.

"Anyone who dares to stop the collection of Liangzhou on my Taiping Road has no choice but to die!"

Chapter 584 The Soul Returns to Huang Tian

After a night of silence, the sun slowly rose from the horizon.

First, a bright light tore through the thick black curtain, and then gradually formed a white belly on the horizon, as if a corner of the night curtain was lifted by an invisible hand.

It didn't take much time to go from darkness to light, and the light has already taken over the world from the hands of darkness.

On the wilderness of Gaopingchuan, teams of Yellow Turban cavalry troops galloped across the wilderness. They held banners in their hands and galloped towards the south with the sound of rumbling horseshoes and the sound of hunting banners in the wind.

And just behind them on the Gaoping River, countless people who were bound by ropes, wearing furs, or with disheveled hair, or unkempt faces were gathered together. These people were generals of the Liangzhou Army captured by the Yellow Turban Army.

Not far from their side, large groups of ownerless war horses were driven towards the north.

Facing the howling cold wind, being driven by the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army, they slowly moved towards the north. They didn't know their fate, but faced the sharp swords in the hands of the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army.

No one dared to resist, and those who dared to resist had already died in the scuffle last night.

At this time, it is meaningless to resist after being captured. Unarmed, with his hands tied, there is no chance at all.

The golden morning sun reflected the blood-stained land, and the Gaoping River was strewn with corpses, with a stench of stench.

Countless people died last night, and there is no way to fully count them.

Those prisoners of war stepped on the pool of blood and headed north from the battlefield.

On the edge of the Gaopingchuan battlefield, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army carried the corpses, cleaned the battlefield, and stripped off almost all the weapons and furs from most of the dead soldiers, leaving only the inner clothing.

For today's Yellow Turban Army, all kinds of materials are very important, and every bit of it cannot be easily discarded.

The dead Liangzhou soldiers were placed together, while the dead Yellow Turban soldiers were placed in another place.

The difference is that for every soldier of the Yellow Turban Army who died, those who collected his body solemnly tied a yellow scarf on his body, and found nameplates and tokens proving their identity from them.

In this battle, [-] soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, excluding the followers of Xianbei in the west, returned to Huang Tian and died on the battlefield.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, who were cleaning the battlefield, carried the corpses of their dead compatriots, and slowly walked towards the big pit that had just been dug.

Fallen leaves return to their roots and rest in the soil.

These soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army died in Liangzhou. Some of them came from Bingzhou, some from Jizhou, some from Sili, and from all over the world.

There is no way for Xu An to let all the dead soldiers under his command return to their roots. The only thing he can do is to let them rest in peace.

There is a rule in the Yellow Turban Army specified by Xu An, whoever brings back the corpse of his companion can get part of the property of the deceased.

Xu An knelt on the ground with one knee, on the edge of the pit, silently watching the scene in the pit.

In the pits are densely piled up the corpses of the dead soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. Just yesterday they held up their weapons and shouted at him, a great virtuous teacher, but now they have been buried here forever.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The low horn sounded slowly over the field of Gaopingchuan.

Xu An closed his eyes, and recited in a low voice the scriptures in the "Taiping Jing" that attract the souls of the dead.

A group of Tengxiang Guard's cavalry pawns also half-kneeled on the ground, kneeling behind Xu An, and followed Xu An to chant in a low voice.

On the edge of the tomb, the Taiping Dao talisman holding a nine-stalked staff also recited in a low voice the scriptures to attract the souls of the dead.

The misty sound of chanting sutras, like the voice of a fairy, spread to all directions with the low sound of the horn, the soul flag shook, and the copper bell rang.

Huge Huangtian War Drums stood all around, and the sound of the drums slowly spread into the distance.

There were no cheers, laughter, or shouts, only the voices and music of scripture chanting.

One after another the flags moved with the wind, and one side stood awe-inspiringly in formation.

"call out--------"

The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army was marching towards the south. As early as yesterday night, Xu An had ordered to move south after dawn.

Zhang Liao took the main cavalry army of the Bingzhou camp one step ahead, and now the ordinary cavalry pawns of the Yellow Turban Army continued south.

Every cavalry army will inevitably pass through the tomb of the Yellow Turban Army. Whenever they pass by, the soldiers in the cavalry formation of the Yellow Turban Army will blow the wooden whistle together to see off their dead robes.

Ma Chao stood among the crowd. He was not bound anymore. Not long ago, the news came that Ma Teng had chosen to join him.

Now Ma Teng is no longer the leader of the Liangzhou rebels and the Xiliang Army, but General Pingdong of the Yellow Turban Army, becoming the third heavy-ranked general in the Yellow Turban Army.

No more confrontation, Ma Chao naturally no longer needs to be bound.

Ma Chao looked around at the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who bowed their heads and saluted silently, and suddenly felt a throbbing in their hearts.

He now suddenly understood his doubts, down to why he felt that the Yellow Turbans were different from any army he had ever seen.

When Ma Chao saw the Yellow Turban Army for the first time, what impressed him most was the high morale of the Yellow Turban Army. Once the sharp wooden whistle on the battlefield sounded, something in the Yellow Turban Army seemed to be awakened. That force supported the Yellow Turban Army to still stand firm in the face of adversity.

In Liangzhou, not many troops will value the life and death of their soldiers.

The dead were even thrown into the wilderness. If they were victorious, they would snatch the corpses back and bury them together, but they would only be buried hastily.

How could it be possible to record the names of every war dead like the Yellow Turban Army, write letters to the family members of every war dead, and even engrave the names of the war dead on Taoist temples, so that they can receive incense from generation to generation? worship.

The chanting is still going on, but the voice has dropped a lot.

Ma Chao saw that Xu An had stood up at this time in the distance, and all the Tengxiang guards had also stood up.

"Get on your horse, we're heading south."

Pound patted Ma Chao, who was still a little dazed, to remind him, then stepped on the stirrup and boarded his horse.

Ma Chao came back to his senses and boarded the horse.

"Where is the 'Taiping Temple' you mentioned?"

Ma Chao turned his head to look at Pound who was on the side, and asked.

The two did not know each other, and Pang De admired Ma Chao's martial arts.

The two are about the same age, and they also have common topics, and they became acquainted with each other after going back and forth.

"The 'Taiping Temple' is just outside Jinyang City. If you want to go, I can take you to the 'Taiping Temple' to offer incense when we capture Jinyang and return to Bingzhou."

Pound glanced towards the east.

"The souls of those who died to liberate the world can go to Huangtian Paradise to obtain eternal Chang'an..."

"That's the respect they deserve."