The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 559 Xu An
Listening to the wind and rain at night, the iron horse glares into a dream.

The sky in Beidi is much colder than that in Bingzhou. I don't know if it's because of the louder and louder wind at night, or because of the tension before the war, which made Xu An feel uneasy.

In the sleeping tent, there was only one dim light left, which emitted a dim light in the sleeping tent, and the storm was blocked by the thick sleeping tent.

The sleeping tent was very thick, but it was not opaque. The lights outside the sleeping tent penetrated into the military tent and caught Xu An's eyes.

Xu An sat up and put on a thick fur coat.

He hadn't been this restless for a long time.

Xu An didn't know why he was so upset all of a sudden.

During the Kuicheng battle, he was not so upset.

During the Battle of Jizhou, he was not so distracted.

The dim light was slightly brighter, and the light shone on Xu An's face, pulling Xu An's thoughts back from the sky.

Xu An didn't try to fall asleep again, it was really difficult to fall asleep when he was restless, and it wasn't long before dawn, so there was no need to sleep again.

Xu An walked out of the sleeping tent, and all the guards outside the sleeping tent lowered their heads and silently saluted Xu An.

Xu Hong usually got up earlier than Xu An. When Xu An came out, he was preparing his harness. When he heard the news that Xu An was out of the tent, he immediately rushed back to Xu An's side with his soldiers.

Whenever he was upset, Xu An would go to inspect the barracks.

To see the soldiers under his command, to see these people who followed behind him unswervingly and bravely forward.

Xu An walked among the aisles of the barracks, saluting every night patrol soldier he met. When he saw soldiers whose uniforms were not neatly arranged, he would also step forward to tidy them up. What he did was in this era. Something generals hardly ever do.

Xu An is Huang Tian's incarnation, and most of the soldiers in Taipingdao believe in him.

The changes in Bingzhou can be seen. They have their own thoughts, eyes, and feelings. Bingzhou is changing with each passing day, and the changes brought about are clearly audible.

Their lives are getting better every day, and so are their families.

Those arrogant and domineering tyrants, those rogues who work for tigers, and those aristocratic families who think they are superior to others no longer have the power they used to have in Taipingdao.

They have seen scenes that they never dared to dream of in this life, and they lived a life that they never dared to dream of in this life.

For them, this is actually the so-called world of Huang Tian. They have been respected and hoped, and their hard work will not be turned into nothingness again.

The family has surplus food, and the house has surplus money.

For the first time, they were treated as human beings, as human beings with dignity.

And in their view, all of this is because of Xu An, because of the arrival of Taipingdao.

"Where do you live?"

Xu An tidied up the slightly messy military uniform for the soldier in front of him. It could be seen that the soldier must have been flustered when he woke up.

"Back to the great virtuous teacher... the villain is in Shangdanglu County..."

The young soldier standing on the wall of the camp was a little nervous. Xu An's arrival made his forehead covered with fine sweat, and he was extremely nervous.

"Is your home safe?"

"All is well, all is well."

When he mentioned his family, a smile appeared on the young soldier's face, and his expression relaxed a little.

The atmosphere relaxed a bit, Xu An left the camp wall and walked towards the direction of the Chinese military tent. The sun in the east had slowly risen, and the sky had begun to light up.

The responsibilities on Xu An's shoulders are getting bigger and bigger, to the point that sometimes Xu An will even be affected by the pressure.

Taiping Tao deified him into a god, deified him into heaven, he was Huang Tian.

On the one hand, the good thing is that countless people followed him, went on and on, and followed him unswervingly.

But on the bad side, because of this, the believers of Taipingdao lifted him up high and put him on the altar, treating him as a true god.

But Xu An knew exactly what he was.

He is not a god, not the god who sits high on the palace and overlooks all living beings. He also does not have the magic power to reverse the yin and yang, and summon the soul to drive away ghosts.

He also didn't want to be a god, he didn't want to be that ridiculous incarnation of Huang Tian.

But he had no choice. He started from the time when the Taiping Dao was at its weakest. General Sangong was killed in battle, and all the yellow scarves and horses in the world were silent.

All he can rely on is the remaining Yellow Turban Army, and he must take over the banner of the Yellow Turban Army.

He has never told others that he has been hiding the deepest thing in his heart.

After gaining a foothold in the Taihang Mountains, he really just wanted to be a rich man and just talk about the rest of his life, just like Zhang Yan in the old days.

But along the way, the tragedies he saw in the world kept his heart tormented.

Obviously his life is unsatisfactory, but he prefers not to suffer in this world.

In the end, in the middle of the night, Xu An finally made up his mind and walked on this doomed thorny road without hesitation.

The horn for getting up had already sounded, and Xu An also walked down the camp wall.

His eyes became firm again.

The east and west courts stand side by side, the heroes of the Central Plains stand side by side, and countless aristocratic families cast their own pieces on the chessboard, which made him feel the pressure.

The land of the Central Plains occupies tens of millions of people, and the background of the aristocratic family is fully revealed, but the Yellow Turban Army is trapped in Bingzhou and cannot develop.

The burden on Xu An's shoulders was too heavy. He chose to take a new road, the most difficult road in this world, full of thorns.

The more you get to the back, the more difficult it is, Yan Zhong knows it very well.

When I first started my business, I had nothing to lose, and I was often able to move forward indomitably and win consecutive victories.

But after having a certain foundation, people will start to look forward and backward, and start to hesitate.

Xu An grasped the Yanling Saber at his waist, and lost control of the general situation of the world. Everything he knew before became unrecognizable, which made him feel out of control and panic.

But now Xu An has regained his confidence.

Behind him are three million believers of the Taiping Dao, those comrades who had no choice but to be left in the four states. They are still fighting in Taishan County when they are surrounded by enemies. They have not given up and are still fighting.

Whenever he was upset, Xu An would go to inspect the barracks.

Xu An leads Taiping Road, and Taiping Road also supports Xu An.

All the way without saying a word, Xu An's gaze had completely become firm when he walked to the tent of the Chinese army, and there was no longer any hesitation on his body.

"Welcome to the great virtuous teacher!"

All the Tengxiang guards outside the tent of the Chinese army bowed their heads in salute.

The curtain of the Chinese army tent was pulled open, Yan Zhong, Lu Bu and other generals were already waiting for Xu An's arrival in the Chinese army tent.

The gust of wind howled past, rolled up thousands of khaki-colored banners, and also rolled up the Zheng robe on Xu An's body.

The gust of wind swept away to the south, and above the southern wilderness, there were countless military flags as black as ink! !

　The number of words is small today, and more will be added tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)