The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 32 Into Lutai Mountain

In fact, as Xu An said, although the three of them gathered on Lutai Mountain to make a living for the time being, the thieves around them became more and more active.

Every once in a while, you can hear the news that a certain cottage has been breached, but there is still no news that the Han army wants to exterminate the Taihang mountain bandits.

The danger is getting closer and closer to them, and they don't have much to do about such a situation.

They are just a group of farmers digging in the fields and hunters hunting in the mountains.

There was no suspense, they chose to surrender, whether it was the sword on their necks or the difficulties they would face in the future, they had to bow their heads to Xu An.

"Wang Ren greets the general."

"Li Heng meets the general."

"Zhao Le greets the general."

The three of them looked at each other and bowed down to Xu An who was standing in front of the door.

"When you think back to today, you will never regret today's decision." Xu An sat back at the desk and looked at the three and said, "It's up to you to tell others about this matter, and I will be there in a quarter of an hour. In the square behind the wall, you can see all the young people."

"Go out."

"promise."

After the three took their orders, they hurriedly walked out of the house. For them, the atmosphere in the house was really depressing and terrifying.

Liu Pi glanced at Xu An who was sitting at the desk. When Xu An was talking just now, he seemed to see some Zhang Jiao's shadow in a trance.

……

Wang Ren and the three were walking on the road, speechless for a while, and everything came too abruptly.

"What should we do now?" Zhao Le was the first to break the silence.

Wang Ren glanced at Zhao Le and said in a low voice, "What else can we do? Do you think you can cut through their armor with a hoe?"

Li Heng looked at the busy Yellow Turban soldiers not far away and said meaningfully: "I feel that this may not be our opportunity."

"The bandits around are getting more and more restless. Then Li Damu was on the mountain road less than [-] miles away from our Lutai Mountain in Shuanghu Mountain, and he broke Lujiazhai half a month ago."

"Although we are under the control of others, I heard that the Yellow Turbans are not very vicious people, and I have also heard about Taiping Taoism. Don't we have more than ten Taiping Taoists in our village? Joining the Yellow Turban Army is better than being broken by those thieves. Well come."

Wang Ren pondered for a while, and indeed, as Li Heng said, the hundreds of Yellow Turbans entering the village did not seem to be all bad, at least the safety was much better than before.

"There is no other way to do this now. The world is chaotic. If you can save a life, let him go."

However, Zhao Le sighed and said: "These yellow turbans are very different from the yellow turbans we encountered in the Taihang Mountains before. I think that the general seems to have a lot of ambition. I don't know how many will die."

Wang Ren also sighed: "But what else can I do? Even if I kill this gang of Yellow Turbans by chance, how many children will there be left in the clan?"

Li Heng brushed his sleeves, turned his head and glared at Wang Ren and Zhao Le and said, "Why sigh, it's better than being beaten up by those bandits on Mount Lutai. You and I both know that Mount Lutai can't last a lifetime."

"I'm going to convene the young and strong members of the clan. I advise you to hurry up. This yellow turban general is lacking someone to stand up for."

Wang Ren and Zhao Le watched Li Heng leave in a hurry, and after bowing to each other, the two quickly left to gather the children of the clan.

……

At this time, the square behind the village gate had been set up by the Yellow Turbans on a rudimentary platform about one person high.

Except for the Yellow Angels who guarded the two gates in the north and south, the rest of the Yellow Turban soldiers were all standing near the high platform.

Xu An was dressed in military uniform and stood on the high platform with a ring-headed sword. On the left stood a black-faced and short-bearded man in black armor of a Han army knight. It was Liu Pi.

Gong Du stood under the stage with a whole group of guards. He wore the black armor of the foot soldiers like a sturdy brown bear, with a leopard head and tiger eyes, and a short beard on his face.

The yellow angels on both sides stood neatly, with all their clothes and armor. They were all watching the young men who were gradually gathering from the sidelines. The yellow turban that had been taken back in his arms was also taken out and wrapped around his helmet.

This young man from Lutai Mountain sparsely walked out of the surrounding dwellings. Knowing that they were the Yellow Turbans and not the Han army, he seemed a little scared, but he moved to the square step by step.

Not far from the front of the high platform, there were more than a dozen people standing, and the expressions of the people around them were very different. When they saw the yellow scarves wrapped around their heads by the surrounding soldiers, their faces were full of joy.

Before Xu An could secretly question himself, Liu Pi, who was beside him, leaned over and said, "I preach Taiping Dao to the world. I think these people may be believers of Taiping Dao, and all believers have proofs. When they look at it, they will know if it is really Taiping. Dao believers can be reused."

Before a quarter of an hour had passed, all the young men in Lutai Mountain had already stood in the center of the square, and even the young men and women were called out.

Wang Ren, Li Heng, and Zhao Le stood at the front of the crowd.

Xu An raised his eyes to look down the stage, and saw hundreds of pale faces, and the clothes on his body were tattered, just like the dead yellow turban soldiers outside Guangzong City.

They are all trying their best to survive.

But there is no murderous intent in their eyes, they are essentially just a group of farmers, hunters, a group of farmers who dig food in the fields all day long, and hunters who hunt wild animals.

Like the most humble grass on the earth, let anyone trample on it...

Thieves, officials, tyrannical...anyone can come and humiliate them

They looked at Xu An's face with a look of fear, they didn't know what was going to happen...

These timid people now give Xu An the feeling that they are a group of lambs to be slaughtered, relying on some rudimentary fences to block the starving jackal beasts outside.

The Yellow Turbans disguised as shepherds entered the sheepfold and became their new masters, taking control of their life and death.

They are as humble as ants, and these people will not be recorded in the history books at all.

In troubled times, people's lives are like grass, and people like grass, lambs and ants are destined to not be able to live peacefully in these troubled times...

In the end, the lamb could only be swallowed by hungry wolves, with no bones left.

Only by becoming a beast can it be possible to survive in this chaotic world.

What Xu An wants now is not these farmers and hunters, because even if these people are armed with swords and armor, they will only be easily defeated by the county soldiers and bandits.

What he wants is a professional soldier like the Yellow Angel. Only with a strong army can he control his own destiny in this troubled time.

(End of this chapter)