The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 695 Wrap yourself in felt, push and turn down
In the fourth year of Chuping (193), April [-]rd.

It was already the fifteenth day since Xu An led the army into Yinping Road.

But in the past fifteen days, the Yellow Turban Army has advanced less than sixty miles.

On the mountain road, the wheelbarrow transporting the luggage could only be operated by one person, but at this time it was protected by several ropes and three or four people at the same time, just to prevent falling off the cliff.

Many roads have steep walls on one side and cliffs on the other. It is no exaggeration to say that they are climbing mountains.

The horse was led by the knight and moved forward slowly, step by step.

The soldiers in light military uniforms only carried short soldiers such as Yanling Dao, and all the armor was handed over to the auxiliary soldiers in the rear, and the long soldiers were also carried by the auxiliary soldiers.

This time he went to Yinping Road, Xu An took the most elite two battalions of soldiers with [-] soldiers, the first battalion with [-] sharp soldiers, the Tengxiang guards with [-] cavalry, and the yellow angels with [-] soldiers. They were recruited from various places. A total of [-] garrison troops came as auxiliary soldiers to transport supplies and armaments, totaling more than [-] people.

Counting the personal guards of each general and school, there are more than [-] people.

High birds fly in the sky, and Lingyun swims together.

Motianling, the reason why it is named Motian, is because its peak penetrates into the clouds and lives on the clouds, like a pillar of the sky, approaching the sky.

The mountains are high and densely forested, with thorns and thorns, steep and steep, covered with clouds and fog.

Although Taihang Mountain is steep, it is still much worse than Motianling.

The highest point of Motian Ridge is [-] meters above sea level, and the southern foot of Motian Ridge is also [-] meters above sea level.

The further Jia Xu walked, the more frightened she became. This so-called Yinping Tao is not Tao at all.

The reason why they only traveled [-] li in [-] days was that there were no roads at all along the way, and the Yellow Turban Army dug mountain passages and built bridges and pavilions all the way.

Open roads in the mountains, build bridges in the water, build stacks on cliffs, and pave roads in the mountains.

Wearing a thin military uniform, Xu An stepped forward slowly on the widened plank road. In front of him and behind him were yellow angels who were also wearing military uniforms. The angels go first, as the vanguard of the army.

"Om——"

Just as Xu An was walking forward, there was a sudden noise in front of him.

Following Xu An, Jia Xu, who was supported by the yellow angel, looked at Xu An with a slight expression.

Xu An and Jia Xu met each other's eyes, and were taken aback for a moment, but they reacted quickly, and then walked forward together quickly.

The yellow angels on the road all gave way to allow Xu An to pass smoothly.

As Xu An moved forward, all the yellow angels along the road focused on Xu An, and followed Xu An.

The plank road built quickly passed by, and Xu An also set foot on the road full of weeds.

At this time, all the yellow angels along the road stopped. They didn't move forward, but looked at Xu An together.

The noisy sound came from the corner of the mountain road. Xu An knew the direction, and also knew that after turning the mountain road ahead, it was the south of Motian Ridge.

"call----"

Turning around the mountain road, the howling wind slowly dissipated in Xu An's ears.

Xu An also finally understood why there was such a noisy sound.

The road ahead has ended, and now they have reached the south side of Motian Ridge.

It was early morning, and the fog had not dissipated.

The road is cut off, and there is a cliff in front of you.

The valley under the cliff is surrounded by mountains, deep valleys, gurgling water, singing birds and cicadas, entwined with clouds and mist, and it is ethereal. It feels like you are in a fairyland.

But Xu An has no intention of appreciating such a beautiful scenery.

If they can't reach Chengdu in time, once Yizhou falls into the hands of the Han court, the development of Taipingdao will be greatly curbed. This is something that Taipingdao cannot accept anyway.

Xu An regained his composure and walked forward.

After reaching the edge of the cliff, Xu An stopped in his tracks.

The mountain wind howled, and the roar of beasts and birds in the valley continued. It may be because of the noise made by the yellow angels before, a group of birds in the valley were startled and flew to the sky.

The so-called road down the South Ridge to the valley is full of cliffs, and there is clearly no way to go.

Even the most loyal yellow angel, seeing such a dangerous journey, has a look of embarrassment on his face. It is hard to believe that this is the road to the south that Xu An said.

"Is this the place where Motian Ridge goes south?"

Xu An turned around and looked behind him, and asked the guide who was leading the way.

"Don't dare to lie to the general. This place is the unpredictable and gentlest slope of Motianling. I hunt and gather herbs all from the slope here to the bottom of the valley."

Hearing Xu An's question, a middle-aged man who was dressed completely differently from the others in a rough hemp skirt hurriedly fell to the ground, hurriedly bowed his head and said.

"The villain has made it clear to the general before that going down from here must be tied with a rope, and slowly approaching the bottom. With so many troops under the general's command, there is definitely no way to get there."

The middle-aged man's face was as dead ashes, shaking like chaff.

As if thinking of something, the middle-aged man hurriedly got up, walked to a big tree that could only be hugged by three people, and said to Xu An.

"It's this tree, it's this tree. When we go down the valley, we tie the rope here and slide all the way to the bottom of the valley."

"However, from here to the bottom of the valley, there are many sharp rocks and branches along the way. If we were not really poor at home, we would not dare to venture down the valley."

Xu An looked at the big tree that the middle-aged mountain man was pointing at, and he saw that there were traces of being strangled by a rope.

"Get the rope!"

Xu An calmed the mountain man, and then shouted loudly to the rear.

He had asked many mountain people before and knew about this road. After repeated evidence, he confirmed that this should be the place where Deng Ai wrapped himself in felt.

In order to cross Motianling, Xu An not only prepared a lot of felt, but also prepared a lot of rope.

"Connect the ropes and tie them to these big trees on the cliff, and we will go down from here."

Xu An's eyes flickered, and he ordered in a deep voice.

Before Xu An's words fell, there was a slight commotion from all around.

The soldiers who followed Xu An all the way forward as the vanguard were all yellow angels. They never flinched or were defeated on the battlefield.

Facing the enemy's swords and guns, facing the enemy's iron cavalry, facing the enemy with countless numbers, and facing the situation of mortal death, they did not have the slightest fear.

Only the most devout believers in Taipingdao are eligible to become a member of the Yellow Angels.

They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of meaningless death.

Because of meaningless deaths, they cannot return to Huang Tian.

The road here, from the point of view of common sense, is not a road at all.

However, they are the Yellow Angels after all, and they are the most devout believers in Taiping Dao. Although Xu An's general order made it difficult for them to understand, they still chose to carry it out.

In the eyes of all the yellow angels, Xu An is Huang Tian's incarnation in the world, his words are not only military orders, but also legal orders.

Even if Xu An made them walk towards the cliff without any protection, they would firmly implement Xu An's decree.

"Now we occupy the three states, with millions of fellow Taoists and tens of millions of Taoists. The name of Taiping Dao has been spread all over the world and resounds through the mountains!"

Xu An walked up to a big rock. He looked around at the people in front of him with solemn and impassioned expressions.

"The world is in turmoil, and Yizhou is in chaos!"

"The Han court wants to take Yizhou to control Zhongzhou, attack Liangzhou, and stop our progress!"

"The world is raging. If Yizhou is stolen by the Han court, our Taipingdao will be trapped in the land of three states. No matter how difficult it is to do anything, if we try to attack Yizhou, I am afraid that tens of thousands of people will be killed or injured!"

"Everyone, may I be trapped and die in the land of three states?!"

Xu An pulled out the Yanling Saber, pointed the tip of the saber at the sky, and roared angrily.

"I don't want to!"

On the mountain road, all the yellow angels roared in unison.

Xu An took the felt from Xu Hong's hand, wrapped it tightly around his body, and held the hemp rope tied to the big tree.

Looking down at the deep valley below, Xu An's heart was very calm, and he looked at the people behind him again.

In front of the cliff, all the yellow angels looked determined, without the slightest fear.

"Now there is only a way to come, but no way to return. The only way to win is to move forward with all our might and fight the boat!"

"Crossing this mountain is a smooth road. If you don't enter the tiger's lair, you will not catch a tiger cub. After you succeed, it will be the time for me to make my trip to Yizhou!"

(End of this chapter)