The World of Yellow Sky

The sound of heavy footsteps, the neighing of war horses, and the sound of drums and whistles were mixed together, although it was noisy, it was not messy.

As soon as Wang Qi got off the boat, an officer in military uniform came over.

"Maojin Dispatch Officer Li Ping, I will be in charge of the crossing of the river."

The army Sima raised his fist and put it on his chest, first saluted Wang Qi, Wang Qi also stopped immediately, and also saluted.

"Wang Qi, Marquis of the Third Song of the Second Battalion."

"You are the last boat in your group. The rest of you have already gathered in No. [-] Area A. I will send someone to take you there to gather."

"The second battalion of soldiers will leave Maojin in half a quarter of an hour and head west. Don't waste the time."

"Your armaments have been delivered to the auxiliary soldiers, and those auxiliary soldiers will march with you."

Li Ping, the commander of the army, pointed out a person, and after a brief exchange with Wang Qi, he left the area where they were.

At this time, the bell of the ferry rang again.

Wang Qi looked back, and saw that the ferry boat carrying them had set sail again, heading slowly towards the north bank, where thousands of fellow travelers were waiting for the ferry boat to carry them across the raging Yellow River.

Wang Qi withdrew his gaze, and everyone was waiting for his military order.

"Let's go!"

Wang Qi quickly issued the military order and took the lead to move forward.

Chen Wu and Tian Zhang walked on the left and right sides of the queue, carrying a knife and leading their personal guards, one on the left and the other on the right.

As the main ferry that used to connect Hongnong County and Hedong County, Maojin is not insignificant. The largest ferry Wang Qi had seen before was the ferry of Fenshui, but the ferry of Fenshui only connected the north and south of Hedong County. Compared with Maojin It pales in comparison.

Wang Qi pressed the Yanling knife on his waist and observed the situation around the pier.

Group after group of soldiers with yellow scarves on their heads, lined up neatly like them, marched westward under the leadership of their respective generals.

On the pier, a large number of flags of the Yellow Turban Army were flying in the sky, and while they were walking, one after another, the ferries docked one after another, and one after another, soldiers stepped off the ferry and boarded the pier .

Wang Qi involuntarily clenched the handle of the Yanling Saber in his hand

Since the first year of Yonghan (189).

Wang Qi has never experienced large-scale battles again. The last time he went to Liangzhou with Zhang Yan, the Liangzhou army he encountered was actually less than 1 people. Just enough for more than [-] people.

And it was still a siege battle, those Liangzhou troops were all huddled in the city, and they didn't dare to fight them at all.

In fact, they hadn't experienced much fighting until the last time they broke through the city.

The atmosphere this time was even more solemn than when they went to Liangzhou before.

I heard that Dong Zhuo of Guanzhong had assembled an army of [-] in Huayin, that is, on their way to the west.

The ferry gradually moved away from Wang Qi, and as they moved forward, more and more people went with them.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The faint sound of drums in the wind gradually became clear as Wang Qi and the others advanced.

Wang Qi turned his head, looked away from the comrade beside him, and looked forward.

Countless khaki-colored banners gathered in front of them, like the mountains in the Taihang Mountains.

Under the banner, there are countless young and immature faces, but each of them reveals firmness in their eyes.

They are soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, they are soldiers of the Taiping Dao!

"Comrades, the enemy of the West is waiting for us in Huayin!"

A loud sound rang in Wang Qi's ear, and Wang Qi looked up, and saw a Fu Zhu from the Taiping Dao holding a trumpet, standing on a slightly higher platform, and speaking loudly.

"They assembled 4 people, 4 people, they want to block our way forward, they want us to retreat, they want us to submit again, they want us to kneel at their feet again, Endure their endless exploitation!!!”

All the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who passed by focused their eyes on that Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army.

"There is a severe drought in the world, no crops are harvested, and taxes are heavy. It is only because of the arrogance of the rich and powerful, greedy for pleasure, the smell of wine and meat from the rich, and the frozen bones on the road. The powerful family does not work, but enjoys wanton pleasure. We work hard every day. , but will suffer hunger and die in poverty.”

"The great virtuous teacher led us forward and led us to where we are today. We occupy 25 counties in four states, and no one in the world dares to underestimate us. When those powerful families mentioned us, they felt it for the first time. fear!"

The Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army stood up straight with firm eyes.

"In the past, those high-ranking dignitaries, those powerful families who held power, they bullied us wantonly, they were above our heads and oppressed us!"

The words of the Yellow Turban Army Fu Zhu were extremely contagious, and those words infected the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who were marching, and they remembered the days when they were not under the rule of Taipingdao.

They braved the scorching sun of summer and the cold wind of winter, but they wore thin clothes that could barely cover their bodies, and they ate food with almost no oil or water. They were hungry and cold.

Once offending those powerful families, or even not offending them, it may bring disaster.

During the harvest season, officials in fine clothes would go to the countryside to collect taxes.

One law after another, one tax decree after another, at the end, the remaining rations were not even enough to fill the stomach.

"Now they are afraid of us, they are afraid of the swords in our hands, they are afraid of the armor on our bodies, and they are afraid that we are united!"

The Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army on the high platform clenched his fists tightly, impassioned.

"We defeated the Han army in Sili, the Han army in Bingzhou, and the Han army in Youzhou and Liangzhou!"

"We defeated the Xiongnu and Xianbei, and Wuhuan voluntarily chose to join our team!"

"We are not alone, we are not alone, behind us, there are millions of like-minded comrades, they are on different battlefields, supporting us, encouraging us, they are fighting with us !"

The high-pitched voice of the Yellow Turban Army Talisman spread along with the iron loudspeaker, and every soldier passing by could hear his voice clearly.

Wang Qi raised his head, staring at the talisman of the Yellow Turban Army.

When he was in the Taihang Mountains, he had already joined the Yellow Turban Army, and they were indeed not alone.

Chen Wu clenched the Yanling Saber on his waist, and he also looked at the amulet of the Yellow Turban Army.

"We never choose to compromise!"

"We never stand still!"

"We will never give in!!!"

"Even if blood stains Shenzhou, don't give up!!!"

"Comrades!"

On the high platform, the Fu Zhu of the Yellow Turban Army raised his arms, raised his arms and shouted, his voice was hoarse.

"go ahead!"

"go ahead!"

"For the sake of Huang Tian's world! Go forward!"

Before his words fell, more voices had already sounded.

"go ahead!!"

The sound first sounded from the place closest to him, and then the same sound sounded from far away.

"go ahead!!!"

Whether they are marching or the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who have already stood still, they all hold their heads high and their chests high, with their right fists clenched in front of their chests.

……

"Military heart is available."

On the hill not far away, Xu An put down the binoculars in his hand. He saw those soldiers on the pier who raised their arms and shouted with high morale, and heard their shouts.

Jia Xu's eyes were fixed slightly, looking at the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army on the pier who were in high morale, and then set their eyes on Xu An.

He followed Zhang Huan, followed Zhang Wen, met Huang Fusong, met Lu Zhi, he met too many famous generals and too many troops.

But Xu An was absolutely the most terrifying person he had ever seen, controlling people's hearts and morale.

Xu An seemed to be born with magical powers, and he didn't know what was causing the trouble.

Whenever Xu An opened his mouth, what he said seemed to have magical powers, which made people want to believe involuntarily, so that people would not doubt whether it was true or false.

What is happening on the pier now, and what the Yellow Turban Army Fu Zhu said, without exception, all come from Xu An's handwriting, and they are all written by Xu An himself.

Jia Xu has seen those words, and he imagined the effect those words can play, but even if he had already thought of the best effect, the actual effect was beyond his expectation after all.

Jia Xu pulled the horse under his seat, and he remembered what Yan Zhong said to him when he said goodbye when he left Liangzhou.

"Although the world is vast, there is actually only one person who can create a new era."

What Yan Zhong was referring to was Xu An. The more Jia Xu knew about Xu An, the more he felt that Xu An seemed to be different from other people in every aspect.

Fame and wealth are the most intoxicating, and gentleness and jade are the most destructive.

However, Xu An didn't seem to have received too much influence, fame and wealth, and now Xu An has become the co-lord of 25 counties in four prefectures, governing millions of people, but his life is not so luxurious.

After arriving in the army, Xu An's treatment such as food and drink was basically no different from that of ordinary soldiers.

Xu An's life is extremely self-disciplined. Even though Xu An's status has made him no longer need to fight the enemy himself, Xu An will still set aside time to practice martial arts without slack.

In Xu An's words, wars are dangerous and the situation is ever-changing. Even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance that he may need to draw his own weapon, he cannot relax.

Xu An was not indulging in the luxurious and corrupt life, nor was he indulging in the gentle countryside.

Jia Xu has never met someone like Xu An, and many of Xu An's thoughts have never been thought of by anyone.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes in Taiping Road, Jia Xu would never have believed that the army and the people can be so harmonious...

"call----"

A burst of noise disturbed Jia Xu's thoughts.

Jia Xu raised his eyes to follow the prestige, and saw above the official road, the army of the brigade was marching westward, and the direction they were looking at seemed to be his direction.

Immediately afterwards, the noisy din gradually became orderly and clear.

The howling wind blew from north to south, blowing countless khaki banners on the official road, and also engulfed the shouts on the official road.

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand, follow the sky and follow the righteousness, and enjoy peace!!!"

Chapter 628

In the third year of Chuping (192), on May [-]th, Huayin.

From the Luoyang area to the Guanzhong area through Hongnong County, there are three must-pass places, which cannot be bypassed anyway.

The first is Hangu Pass, the second is Strider Pond, and the third is Huayin.

Many people in Huayin may not be familiar with it, but anyone who knows history has heard the name "Tongguan".

"The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, the waves are like fury, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road."

The river flows south in the pass to Tongjiguan Mountain, hence the name "Tongguan".

Tongguan is bordered by the Qinling Mountains in the south and the Yellow River in the north, and the Wei River flows into the Yellow River as a barrier.

On the west side, there is Taihua Mountain, with many mountains and mountains, towering into the clouds. This situation is called "the key of the Three Qin Dynasty, the throat of the four towns".

But now there is no such pass as Tongguan. Tongguan was established at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty. Cao Cao established Tongguan in the first year of Jian'an (196) in order to prevent military chaos in Kansai, and abandoned Hangu Pass at the same time.

Historically, Tongguan was not far from the east of Huayin County.

Dong Zhuo set up defenses in Huayin, and was stationed east of Huayin, at the throat.

Dong Zhuo set up the Chinese army on a loess plateau in the east of Huayin. The loess plateau is also called the loess platform and the loess table-shaped highland.

The loess plateau is often in the shape of petals.The top of the loess plateau was flat, with a slope on the edge, and the surrounding area was surrounded by deep valleys. The place where Dong Zhuo stationed his troops was a platform in the loess plateau.

Dong Zhuo sent Xu Rong to occupy the hills to the south, and Fan Chou stationed troops to guard the Wei River in the north, forming horns, drawing support from both sides.

All eight thousand Xiliang cavalry were placed in the central army to prepare for the Yellow Turban Army's attack.

"It's true that the peaks and mountains are gathered together, and the waves are like anger..."

Xu An stood on the hill, holding up the binoculars to look at Dong Zhuojun's arrangement.

Rao had seen the Eight Xings of the Taihang, but when he saw the topography of Dong Zhuo's camp, Xu An couldn't help being shocked. The topography was shaped by the mighty power of heaven and earth, and it was a wonder in nature.

The country is so beautiful that it attracts countless heroes to compete.

Power, status, beauties, and wealth are all in your pocket, the power of life and death is in your hands, and you can control the world in your hands...

Xu An clenched the binoculars in his hand.

The thirteen prefectures of the Han Dynasty, Jiaozhou and Yizhou are isolated, and there are eleven prefectures in the world. He has already occupied two of them, and two prefectures in Youzhou.