The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 454 Return to the West
In the fifth year of Zhongping (188), November [-]nd.

As winter progresses, the weather in the north becomes colder and colder. The further we go to the Taihang Mountains, the colder the climate becomes.

The epidemic that plagued the people who migrated in the four states finally dissipated, but more than [-] people were left forever on both sides of the Zhang River because of the epidemic.

One hundred and twelve Fu Zhu and five hundred and thirty-five soldiers died in the camps on both sides of the Zhang River. Even if Hua Tuo was there, even if military horses were requisitioned to transport medicinal materials, the epidemic still took away many people. Life, even the Fu Zhu who entered the camp to save people, had no way to escape unscathed.

The typhoid epidemic is changeable. In many cases, Hua Tuo can only do nothing. He can only isolate the patient, a layer of silk cloth, and in some cases, it is difficult to resist the epidemic. But there are still soldiers infected one after another.

After more than a month, all the patients with the disease died, and the matter came to an end.

There was no cry, no farewell, a fire buried thirty camps, and buried all the dead.

Tens of thousands of people continued to move forward along the official road, to Linping, to Xiaquyang, and to Jingxing Pass.

No matter how difficult life is, as long as people are still alive, they still have to continue to live.

Hua Tuo was carrying his luggage and walking on the side of the official road with a scepter on his back. A young man with a medicine box on his back followed him step by step.

But compared to before, this time Hua Tuo was not only followed by the drug boy, but also four or five eagle wolf guards with horses. They were soldiers sent by Xu An to protect Hua Tuo's safety. .

Zhang Ji walked in the front of the group of Yinglang Weiti riders, and there was a child riding on his neck. The child was the one who had pulled Zhao Ji and asked Zhao Ji to check his mother's condition. The child was called Asu.

In the end, the thin woman still couldn't survive, and she died alone in the tent, without even seeing her child's last side before she died.

Although the Han army is now huddled in various cities, and there are yellow turban army patrols on the periphery, but the relocated team is mixed, Xu An still assigned some defensive forces to Hua Tuo.

Not only Zhang Ji led the Yinglangweiti cavalry, but also a group of [-]-man Xiaoqi Battalion cavalry, who were only a few hundred steps away from Hua Tuo. Once they received the signal, they could arrive in an instant.

Originally, Xu An also arranged for Hua Tuo a transport frame, but in the end it was turned into a cart for transporting medicinal materials and grain.

After the meeting, Xu An left Hua Tuo alone to ask if he would like to join the Yellow Turban Army and serve the Yellow Turban Army.

Hua Tuo didn't directly reject Xu An's offer, but he didn't agree directly either. He wanted to take a closer look at the changes in Bingzhou before making a decision. Xu An naturally agreed to such a request.

Although Bingzhou is not the paradise of yellow heaven in the legend, but with the policy of military and civilian settlements, as well as the policy of exempting corvee and exorbitant taxes, the lives of the people are much easier than those of the people in the Han area.

This time out of the customs, it's not that the powerful families in Jizhou don't have half a contribution, their food and money saved are all cheaper for Xu An.

Long before the migrating team of people from the four prefectures arrived, all of them had already passed Jingxing Pass and were transported to Shangdang County.

The Battle of Jizhou made Xu An a lot richer, at least it allowed the grain reserves in Bingzhou to last for next year's summer harvest.

"Where did it go?"

Hua Tuo stopped in his tracks and asked Zhang Ji who was behind him. Beside the official road was a big river flowing quietly.

Zhang Ji stopped in his tracks, looking at Xiaquyang City with khaki-colored banners not far away, he couldn't help feeling a little lost.

"Mr. Hui, this is Xia Quyang."

He is both familiar and unfamiliar with Xia Quyang. He still remembers the scene of the mountains and seas of people, and he still remembers the shouts of the mountains and tsunami.

"Xia Quyang..."

Hua Tuo also stopped walking while leaning on his scepter. He looked up at the tall city wall in the distance.

In the battle of Xiaquyang, the Han army won a great victory, and the [-] Yellow Turban army was completely wiped out. Zhang Jiao, who had died for a long time, was even dissected and poked into the coffin, which was passed on to the world.

Zhang Liang was captured alive in the forest, and made a public display outside the city of Xiaquyang. Zhang Bao burned himself in the government office of Xiaquyang, and followed hundreds of martyrs.

The last [-] remaining members of the Yellow Turban Army were driven to the river bank, where they threw themselves into the river and died.

The corpses of nearly [-] yellow scarves were built into appalling "Beijing Temples" standing on the fertile fields of Xiaquyang. Several days after the end of the battle, there were still tens of thousands of corpses floating on the river.

None of the [-] yellow scarves were surrendered by the Han army. Sixteen "Beijing Temples" stood in Xiaquyang. It was not until the second year of Zhongping that the sixteen "Beijing Temples" were slowly dismantled.

Although Hua Tuo practiced medicine in the south, he naturally learned about the war in Xia Quyang under the publicity of the court.

"[-] people..."

Hua Tuo looked at the slowly flowing river, and then slowly closed his eyes.

It is easy for a doctor to save people and cure a disease if it is a minor disease, but if it is a difficult and miscellaneous disease, it needs to be concentrated to save a person.

At most dozens of people can be diagnosed and treated in one day, and more than a hundred people are already the limit of energy.

There are [-] people, it is impossible for him to rescue so many people in his whole life, but it only takes one day to kill all [-] people.

Zhang Ji's hands holding Ah Su's legs tightened involuntarily.

The army was defeated like a mountain, and the collapse of the [-] yellow scarves was like the sky falling.

He was very fortunate that he met Xu An. He followed Xu An all the way from Guangzong to Xiaquyang, and then ran all the way to Jingxing and entered Taihang Mountain, so that his bones would not be buried in the wilderness of the countryside.

The remaining [-] people wearing yellow scarves died in Xiaquyang.

Many of them died without even having a complete dress.

Zhang Ji's gaze was a little wandering. Now there is a yellow flag standing on the city wall of Xiaquyang, which is very similar to the yellow flag in the first year of Zhongping.

But this time, they did not fail. He won the victory. They exchanged tens of thousands of deaths for the final victory, allowing millions of people in the four states to safely cross the official road and go to Bingzhou.

Along the way, one person after another fell on the road.

There were more than [-] yellow angels who followed Xu An in the past, but now there are only more than [-] people left.

The bandit Huang San, who knelt on Lutai Mountain and told Xu An that he wanted to live, finally fell in Kuicheng, and did not live to see the scene of the Yellow Turban Army in full swing.

Sui Gu, who wanted to fight for his elder brother, also fell on the field of Kuicheng.

Hao Meng, who once wanted to abandon his comrades and escape alone, also died on the north bank of Zhangshui.

Zhang Kai, Zuo Miaozhangba, Ping Han, Daji, one after another the generals of the Yellow Turban Army died. From Taihang to Bingzhou, and then to Jizhou, countless Yellow Turban Army generals fell, and countless Yellow Turban Army soldiers died in battle.

Fortunately, their hard work has finally paid off. Now that they occupy a place in Bingzhou, they are finally no longer displaced, and finally they are no longer just like fetching water from a bamboo basket. , can only be turned into a lament.

"Both inside and outside, the eight states are concurrent, as real as fantasy, confusing, bustling, but a dream Huaxu."

Zhang Ji's eyes turned to the official road, not far in front of them, a tall banner was slowly moving forward, surrounded by a large number of small khaki flags.

That was Xu An's big flag. Xu An did not enter the safe Jingxing Pass first, but stayed behind with the Xiaoqi Battalion, guarding this group of people who were put on the last relocation due to the epidemic.

Hua Tuo turned his head to look at Zhang Ji and his party. He naturally saw the eyes of Zhang Ji and others. He noticed that whenever he saw the Xu An Daqi Banner, the eyes of the eagle wolf guards seemed to be full of reverence.

It was really hard for him to imagine what kind of belief it was that could make millions of people abandon their homeland. Surrounded by countless tigers and wolves, they resolutely chose to cross the Yellow River from the land of four states, cross the Yellow River all the way westward, and go westward. Bingzhou thousands of miles away.

He also couldn't understand why the Yellow Turban Army occupied the land of the twelve counties of Youbin, and when the Xiongnu and Wuhuan in Beiding could develop with peace of mind, they were willing to take strange risks and join forces with Youbin to attack with all nine routes. Fight against the Han army in Jizhou, cover the people of the four states and enter Bingzhou.

The good news is that if they win, if they lose, the Yellow Turban Army will really fall into a place of eternal doom, and there will never be a day of recovery.

"I want to ask you a question."

Hua Tuo leaned on his scepter, faced Zhang Ji, and asked.

Hearing Hua Tuo's words, Zhang Ji replied without hesitation: "Sir, it's okay to say, as long as I, Zhang Ji, know, I will definitely not hide it."

"Don't be nervous, Officer Zhang Qi." Hua Tuo smiled, "I didn't mean to ask about any confidential matters."

"I just want to ask, have the people in these four states not considered what will happen to them if you fail and stop the Han army?"

"fail?"

Hearing Hua Tuo's question, Zhang Ji couldn't help being startled, he never thought about failure at all.

"I don't know about the others, but I never thought about the outcome of failure."

Hua Tuo was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect Zhang Ji to reply like this.

"I was picked up from the side of the road by a great virtuous teacher. My mother and my family all starved to death on the way to flee famine."

Zhang Ji grinned and laughed, as if saying another thing that had nothing to do with him.

"I followed my eldest brother from Guangzong to Xiaquyang, then to Taihang Mountain, and then to Shangdang, all the way here. I never thought about the end of failure."

"Following the big brother, we have won all the way. The big brother said that we have lost enough times, and we will never lose again."

Zhang Ji stared at Xu An's big flag not far away with piercing eyes, and Ah Su, who was riding on his neck, also stopped barking his teeth and claws.

"Brother told me, as long as you follow behind him, I don't know the truth, I haven't read any sage books, but I know that there is always nothing wrong with listening to what your brother says."

"I used to carry the military flag for my eldest brother. At that time, my eldest brother was only a team leader. I followed behind my eldest brother and watched my eldest brother step by step become a military officer, a handsome man, and a great teacher."

"Brother's banner is getting bigger and bigger every day, so tall that I really don't have the strength to lift such a tall banner."

Zhang Ji withdrew his gaze from looking at Daqiqi, and turned to look at Hua Tuo calmly.

"He is walking faster and faster, and I can no longer keep up with his footsteps. Even Gong Qushuai and Liu Qushuai can't keep up with the elder brother's pace, so the elder brother asked me to come to the Eagle Wolf Guard, and I led the military order. Went to Jiangyi."

"Since I'm on the battlefield, I can't help big brother, at least I can help you in the Eagle Wolf Guard."

"I have never doubted every word my elder brother said, and everyone here should and no one doubts."

Zhang Ji paused, as if lost in memory, he put Ah Su who was riding on his neck on the ground.

"Brother said that one day, Huang Tian's reputation will resound through the mountains. In the end, we did it. Eight hundred miles away, Huang Tian's reputation will be extolled."

"When I was in the Taihang Mountains, my eldest brother said that one day, we will be able to walk out of the mountains and win a county or even a state. In the end we did it. We won Bingzhou, we defeated the Xiongnu, defeated the The powerful enemy in the north, the elder brother built the Bingzhou tripod and placed it in the center of Jinyang's square."

"Brother said that we will be able to take back millions of comrades from the four prefectures safely. This time we still did it. We fulfilled our promise. We defeated the Han army in Jizhou and avenged our revenge."

Zhang Ji's voice became high, and his eyes lit up.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire. Now it is no longer a single spark, but now a soaring flame has been ignited in Bingzhou. This fire has been ignited. It is no longer a bucket of clear water, a stream, or a big river. It can be calmed down, and not even the waters pouring into the world can calm it down."

Hua Tuo was a little dazed, Zhang Ji's words made him a little dazed, and he asked in a strange way.

"Then how can I calm down..."

"How to calm down?"

Zhang Ji's eyes were shining, he stared at Hua Tuo, and said solemnly.

"The fire will not subside until the fire sweeps through the Thirteen States of the Han Dynasty, sweeps across China, sweeps across the world, sweeps through this universe, burns away all sins, and waits for the establishment of the Yellow Heaven World."

Hua Tuo looked into Zhang Ji's eyes, and he could feel Zhang Ji's firm will.

Zhang Ji's words made the eagle wolf guards on the side all excited, and even A Su who was standing next to Zhang Ji's legs didn't speak anymore.

"I don't doubt that you can do it, but if that day comes, how many people will fall on this road."

Hua Tuo looked away and couldn't help sighing.

As a doctor, he has seen life and death, but because of seeing life and death, he has more awe of life.

With the chaos of war and catastrophe, it is unknown how many people will be involved in the turmoil, and more people will die in the war.

Prosperity, the people suffer, death, the people suffer.

In the peaceful world, although the world is difficult, you can still survive. In the troubled world, human life is as cheap as worthless.

I'd rather be a peaceful dog, and don't leave people alone.

In troubled times, the bones of the dead are exposed in the wild, and there are no chickens crowing for thousands of miles.

Hua Tuo is a doctor, but he has also read history books. During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, in the last years of the dynasty, there were constant disputes. The heroes of the world competed for the deer. A large number of people died in the war and the epidemic caused by the war.

And now that there is a dispute, even if the Yellow Turban Army is willing to let it go, Han Ting will never back down.

The Han court and the Yellow Turban are like water and fire, they are incompatible and cannot blend together.

Only when one party completely fails and is completely overwhelmed will the other party give up and stop.

(End of this chapter)