The World of Yellow Sky

Therefore, as soon as Sun Jian received the Wei army's change, he sent his troops to the Revolving Gate to guard against the two crossing points in Huai County and Liyang.

Just after a storm that affected tens of millions of people and 10 troops, a bigger storm came again...

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Take a long time to cover up one's tears, and mourn the hardship of the people's livelihood.

The turmoil in the Central Plains seemed endless.

However, even though the turmoil in the Central Plains has lasted for nine years, Yizhou and Jiaozhou, two remote states and counties, are still full of laughter.

Yizhou, Mianzhu, this is the seat of Yizhou, the center of Yizhou, and the place where Mu Liuyan lived in Yizhou.

Liu Yan's residence occupies a very large area, and there are many tall buildings in the mansion.

To say it is a mansion can even be said to be an insult to this luxurious building. It is composed of palaces, tall buildings, mountains, rivers, flowers and plants, which is more like an emperor's palace.

The halls and pavilions are made of elegantly textured apricot wood, the rafters on the roof are pasted with gold leaf, there are golden patterns on the doors, jade decorations on the facade, and gilt copper paving heads, almost all of which are built according to the specifications of the imperial palace. .

In the halls and pavilions, the sound of silk and bamboo can be heard endlessly, and the melodious sound is constantly lingering around the beams.

Wearing palace attire and wearing a golden hairpin [zān], the dancer dances lightly in the center of the palace pavilion.

The drums were beating, and what was being played in the hall was "Ximen Xing" from Xianghe Song.

The dancers stand on the snare drum, dance lightly, and beat the drum skin with their feet, making a melodious and rhythmic drum sound.

In the halls and pavilions, pans and drums are placed on the ground as dance tools, and dancers dance on or around the pans and drums to encourage the pans.

The sound of music is like a clear spring.

Liu Yan squinted his eyes slightly, lying on the soft couch, enjoying the singing and dancing that was close at hand.

The drums are melodious and the music surrounds the beam.

Liu Yan's hand moved up and down slightly in accordance with the rhythm of the music.

When I was in Luoyang, I had to pay attention to everything and be on high alert. Not only was the emperor watching, but also many people came to govern him. How could I be as comfortable as I am now.

Thinking of Luoyang, Liu Yan felt even more correct for his original decision.

The matter of relocating the state herd made him successfully take over Yizhou.

Now the land of Yizhou has been completely occupied and controlled by him, and the powerful families in Yizhou have been reshuffled several times, and they have been roughly subdued by him.

Liu Yan sat up straight and picked up the wine glass on the desk.

The wine glass is made of white jade, and the outer wall of the wine glass has patterns carved by skilled craftsmen.

If someone is sitting in front of Liu Yan, they will definitely notice that the pattern on the wine glass is exactly the dragon pattern...

Liu Yan drank the fine wine in the jade cup in one gulp, and then casually threw it on the desk.

When an attendant at the side found out, he immediately crawled forward, held up the jade cup, and respectfully filled it up again.

Liu Yan's eyes moved unscrupulously on the dancer in the palace. The fine wine in his belly made his mind a little dizzy, but the passing consciousness was a little unconscious, which also ignited the evil fire in his heart.

Liu Yan picked up the jade cup that had just been filled with fine wine, stood up with the drunkenness, his eyes gleamed with desire, and staggered towards the dancing girl in the palace.

The sound of silk and bamboo stagnated slightly, but it soon rang out again.

With one step, Liu Yan walked into the dancers.

Twenty dancers are dancing in the hall and do not dare to stop dancing.

Liu Yan stood in the middle, and the dancers were still dancing around Liu Yan, but they were obviously a little stiff and nervous.

Liu Yan shuttled among the dancers, with the fragrant wind blowing towards her face, and her long sleeves fluttering.

The sound of silk and bamboo, and the sound of drum music penetrated into his mind, as if it really brought him into the fairyland.

Liu Yan closed his eyes, held his wine glass, and stood in the center of the dancers.

He saw a person.

I saw a man sitting high on a throne.

And that person's face was the same as his.

That man sits high on a throne, wears an emperor's crown, sits upright on the heavenly steps, and below the heavenly steps, all officials prostrate themselves, and all the people bow their heads...

"As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun. Like the longevity of Nanshan Mountain, it will neither grow nor collapse. Like the luxuriance of pines and cypresses, everything will be inherited..."

"tread----"

A burst of hurried footsteps came suddenly, breaking the sound of drums and music in the hall, and also dissipating all the scenes Liu Yan saw.

Liu Yan suddenly opened his eyes and looked forward.

In the hall, all the dancers bowed their heads and knelt down.

The person who came from the palace was a general in armor.

"What's the matter."

Liu Yan's eyes were cold, his voice was extremely cold, his mood was interrupted, no matter how good his temper was, Liu Yan was really angry at this time.

The body of the general who was watched by Liu Yan trembled slightly, and he could clearly feel Liu Yan's undisguised murderous aura.

But there was one thing he had to report to Liu Yan.

"Rebellions broke out in Guanghan County and Berkshire, and the moth bandits rebelled again. The bandit chief Zhao Yi gathered more than [-] bandits and went straight to Jiangzhou, the seat of Berkshire..."

Chapter 683 Yizhou

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

"When the year is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

In Berkshire, under the city of Anhan, the wind was howling, crowds were crowded, and countless yellow scarves fluttered wantonly in the wind.

Zhao Zhi was wearing a yellow scarf around his head, black iron armor, and a khaki war robe. He stood on the stand on the mound of the west city with a big horse and a golden sword.

On the mound, a group of yellow scarf warriors wearing leather armor and holding long spears surrounded Zhao Zhi, guarding the crude stand.

On the stands, besides Zhao Yi and other generals of the Yizhou Yellow Turban Army who were dressed similarly, there were also several Yinglang Wei Tiqi who were wearing eagle wolf uniforms, armor, and arm armor.

They are Tiqi who sneaked into Shu from Guanzhong all the way, and they are also military instructors carefully selected by Xu An for the Yizhou Yellow Turban Army.

These Yinglangwei Tiqi who were sent to Yizhou as military instructors were, without exception, veterans who had experienced the battles in the Taihang Mountains. They were not only extremely loyal to the Taiping Road, but also very familiar with the way of fighting in the mountains.

Most of the Yizhou Yellow Turban Army are ordinary farmers and villagers. Even Zhao Zhi and other generals who have experienced cruel battles actually have limited experience.

They lead an army of tens of thousands, but it is difficult to display much combat power.

In the past, more than [-] people were gathered under Ma Xiang's command, and they sent troops to break Ba County and kill the Zhao Department, the governor of the county. The momentum was extremely large, but in the end, after the elites arrived in Yizhou, Jia Long led them, and they still easily defeated the Yizhou Yellow Turban military.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The high-spirited war drum sounded from the low platform under the mound.

"Go on!"

Zhao Zhi looked at the vast Anhan City in the distance, with cold eyes, and issued a military order in a cold voice.

The strong wind blows and makes the flag fly.

Around the mound, a large number of soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army wore simple civilian clothes, grayed yellow scarves on their heads, and held wooden guns and stone spears.

They lined up in a square formation, they stood close together, and their eyes were fixed on the platform not far away, waiting for the military order to be issued.

Outside the city of Anhan, there are crowds of people, and the mountains and plains are full of yellow scarves.

The flags are waving and the drums are beating like thunder.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The drummers in the Yellow Turban Army seemed to never know how to get tired. The sound of the war drums never stopped, from early morning to afternoon.

Once the military order is issued, thousands of troops will move immediately.

"call out"

There was a sharp sound, and it spread throughout the entire Yizhou Yellow Turban Army formation in an instant.

The Yizhou Yellow Turban Army came forward, saw the waving banner, and the former general who had received the order also raised his spear high at this moment.

"Dashun heaven and earth, without losing money, achieve peace, auspiciousness and prosperity!"

"Comrades, move forward!"

The leader of the front line of the Yizhou Yellow Turban Army raised his spear high and roared hoarsely.

"Wan Sheng!!!"

What responded to him was the roar from the throats of countless ragged and skinny Yizhou Yellow Turban soldiers.

Even if the weapons in their hands are just a bamboo spear, a pair of farm tools, and they are only wearing a single piece of clothing, or they are bare-chested, but they are still not afraid. They roared to the sky and followed them without hesitation. The generals swarmed towards the tall Anhan City ahead.

The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death.

They don't have much left to lose. Facts have proved that even if they bow their knees, even if they beg hard, those powerful and powerful families will not soften their hearts in the slightest.

It is to persecute their families until their families are ruined, to persecute them until they have nowhere to go, and to persecute them until they can only be slaves and handmaids for generations before they are willing to give up.

The powerful family, the delicious food among the noble families can't finish it, they would rather let it rot and stink than give them a little bit.

Commoner people like them are hungry and cold, and have no place to stand, but those corrupt officials still want to snatch the remaining food and the remaining money from them.

Counting tax, oral tax, land tax, and various corvees are all borne by the common people like them, and the powerful family enjoys the benefits without giving up!

Weaving accusations, colluding with the government, wanting to embezzle their land and houses, trying to do everything possible, but also to make them slaves and handmaids, and put them in a place where they cannot be saved before they are willing to give up.

Being exposed to the scorching sun until the skin was torn and the flesh was torn, working all day, day after day, year after year, without daring to neglect in the slightest, after hard work, it was hard to find even enough food.

"Dashun heaven and earth, without losing money, achieve peace, auspiciousness and prosperity!"

"Wan Sheng!!!"

Countless yellow turban soldiers gathered into a khaki wave, and rushed towards the solid city wall of Anhan City with overwhelming force.

Numerous ladders were set up, and one after another, sergeants with yellow scarves on their heads, wearing tattered round shields, and holding bamboo spears in their hands were struggling to climb upwards.

The general of the Han army on the city wall brandished the ring sword and shouted angrily at the soldiers to fight back.

The sergeants of the Han army on Anhan City kept pouring out the feather arrows in their hands, and the rolling wood and stones were thrown from the city wall one by one, and then fell to the city with the wailing sound of the sergeants of the Yellow Turban Army.

A large number of city guards were transported from the city all the way to the city wall by conscripted civilian men.

Looking down from the clouds in the sky, the dense khaki-colored ants almost covered the entire city of Anhan.

On Anhan City, the banner of the Han army was shaking constantly under the howling wind, struggling to support it, and it seemed that it might break at any time.

"Da da"

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, and Zhao Zhi's mind was also attracted by it. When he saw the three small flags pinned to the backs of the soldiers who came on horseback, he almost stood up, but he still restrained his thoughts. The thought of getting up.

Zhao Zhi clenched his fists and stared at the soldiers who had stepped onto the stands to send orders.

At the critical moment, he even closed his eyes, he was afraid of hearing disappointing news.

"Report!"

"Lieutenant Fang Shen led the troops to defeat Guanghan City yesterday, March 23!"

"The key is the county. The Yizhou soldiers in Berkshire broke out. According to the agreement we reached at the beginning, Ren Xian has already captured Jiangzhou. Now most of Berkshire has been controlled by Ren Xian."

"it is good!"

Zhao Zhi suddenly stood up, clenched his fists, and swung forcefully at the void.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhao Zhi said three good words in succession, but three good words in succession were still not enough to calm down his excited mood a little.

"Huang Tian bless you!"

Standing on the stands, Zhao Zhi couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh.

He laughed so freely and unscrupulously that he even cried tears.

At the end of the laugh, the laughter turned into a sob.

Zhao Zhi sat back on the chair decadently. He sat bent over the chair, covering his face with his hands.

"Brother..."