It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Raise your arms and give a shout, and there will be millions of followers in the seven states of the world.

Countless skinny and ragged people picked up all available weapons around them.

Dung forks, sticks, and stones staggered into this mighty torrent.

This is the will of the weak and the anger of the abandoned.

Zhang Jiao stood at the top of the torrent, facing the fate of the Han Dynasty for four hundred years.

He changed from his usual compassion.

Wherever the Yellow Turban Army passed, they either added food to satisfy their hunger, or they deprived them of all their wealth and drove them out of the city to become refugees.

Refugees without food can only flee to the nearest city.

When the prefect accepts the refugees, he will also let in the spies of the Yellow Turban Army.

And consume a lot of food.

If they are not accepted, the refugees will attack the city crazily after gathering in a certain number in order to avoid starving to death.

It became the vanguard of the Yellow Turban Army's attack on the city.

One city after another was captured.

Soon, in addition to the Yellow Turbans, a wave of nearly one million refugees appeared in the Han Dynasty.

Order is broken!

Finally, the high-ranking aristocratic families discovered that these common people, like ordinary people, actually had the power to shake them.

So the Han Dynasty, which had always been busy with internal strife and was bloated and slow, united for the first time.

All states and counties are fully preparing for the war with the support of the family.

High-level warriors from various families entered the battlefield one after another.

Because these aristocratic families know that once the Yellow Turban Army captures the state capital, everything they have accumulated over the past hundreds of years will be wiped out!

But at the beginning, this group of hard-charging elites from the imperial court were no match for the Yellow Turban Army.

An elite soldier wearing armor can easily kill several civilians.

But these haggard people seem not to be afraid of death.

If you kill one, a second and a third will pounce on you.

If the manure fork cannot be stabbed, he will hit him with a wooden stick and throw a noose to restrict his movement.

He even threw mud into the faces of the imperial soldiers.

Until the soldier ran out of energy and blood and drowned among the hungry people.

Even if they kill all the enemies in front of them, what awaits the severely exhausted imperial army are the most elite instructors of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Jiao and his two younger brothers were suspended in the sky, quietly watching the crowd below.

At their feet were the bodies of the two ninth-level warriors they had just killed.

As he watched, Zhang Jiao suddenly felt a surge of energy and blood and coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough."

"Big brother!"

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang anxiously approached him.

"nothing."

Zhang Jiao stretched out his hand to stop the two people from supporting him.

In order to destroy the Yellow Turban Army these days, the imperial court dispatched a large number of high-level warriors.

Especially Jizhou, where the leader of Taiping Dao is located, faced multiple ninth-level attacks.

The only ninth rank in Jizhou is Zhang Jiao and his two younger brothers.

After many battles, the three of them were seriously injured.

Among them, Zhang Jiao, who had been injured in exchange for his life in order to kill the ninth-level warrior, was the most seriously injured.

"These minor injuries don't matter.

How is the war going in other states and counties? "

"not bad."

Zhang Liang rarely smiled.

"Bocai defeated Sun Jian and Zhu Jun at Yingchuan.

Several Qu commanders such as Zhang Mancheng and Peng Tuo also achieved victory.

Several ninth-level warriors joined us.

However, they are all bandits, and I am afraid that their purpose of joining is not pure.

Should we take some precautions? "

"No need."

Zhang Jiao shook his head.

Looking in the direction of Luoyang, his eyes were deep.

“Let them be.

It’s always good to have someone willing to join in.

It can also attract the attention of some courts.

If we want to shake the behemoth of Dahan, our current manpower is not enough, far from enough.

Do you think it is too cruel for your brother to take away food from the people who do not join the Yellow Turban Army and force them to die? "

The two brothers Zhang and Liang fell silent when they heard this.

After a while, Zhang Liang whispered.

"No, eldest brother is our elder brother, how could we not support you.

Moreover, it is better to die on the road of resistance than to starve to death.

But brother, tell me the truth, have you never thought about becoming emperor since the uprising? "

"Haha, did you two see it?"

Zhang Jiao withdrew his gaze.

Staring at his two younger brothers with a smile.

"Of course, we are no longer children."

"That's all, I didn't want to hide it from you.

Although the great Han Dynasty is declining day by day, his luck is not over yet.

There are still a lot of support from aristocratic families, and there are many ninth-level and even tenth-level warriors.

It's far beyond what Taipingdao can handle.

As a poor person, I have only one purpose from beginning to end.

That's just asking the big man to die.

Maybe he won't be killed by us.

But he will surely die because of me. "