The three countries are very nuclear

Chapter 14 Purpose
There is a mountain a hundred miles southwest of Zhending, its name is Jingxing, which belongs to the branch of Taihang Mountains.At the end of the Han Dynasty, Taihang Mountain had another name, that is Wuxing Mountain.

The Orion that Lin Chao ordered his men to look for was a group of people who were familiar with the geography of Jingxing Mountain.

There were not many people who came out of Lin Chao this time, only two or three hundred soldiers, and only Zhang Fei and Lin Xi were the generals, plus Liu Bei was worried about his safety and forced Dian Wei in.

If such a small number of people rush into Jingxing Mountain, if they get lost, it is easy to get trapped inside and cannot get out, so these hunters who linger in the mountains and forests all year round have a huge role.

To be on the safe side, Lin Chao did not choose to go into the mountain with these hunters, but led his men to wait at the foot of the mountain until the hunters found the gathering place of the Black Mountain Yellow Turban before going up the mountain.

That's right, the purpose of Lin Chao's coming out this time is to find the Black Mountain Yellow Turban.

When they heard about the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans, people who didn't know the inside story thought it was the remnants of the Yellow Turbans. In fact, it had little to do with Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban Uprising, and even said it had nothing to do with it, just borrowing its name.

In fact, there is another reason why the Black Mountain Bandit is called the Black Mountain Yellow Turban, that is, its leader Zhang Niujiao once followed the Yellow Turban Uprising and once became a middle-level general of the Yellow Turban Army.

It's a pity that the Yellow Turban Uprising, known as a million-strong army, came and went, but in just ten months, Zhang Jiao's three brothers died one after another. Take advantage of the chaos and flee.

Zhang Niujiao, who escaped from birth, took the opportunity to recruit the refugees, and organized the refugees into a large armed force according to the Yellow Turban system.When the power gradually expanded, it finally attracted the attention of the government.

In order to avoid being hunted down, Zhang Niujiao led people to flee into the deep mountains. He called himself Black Mountain Yellow Turban, gathered in the mountains and forests, and went down the mountain from time to time to invade nearby counties, causing great disasters.

Up to now, Zhang Niujiao's department has grown to as many as 6 to [-] people, of course including old and young women and children.Even so, there are nearly [-] soldiers capable of fighting, which is not a small force.

At the foot of Jingxing Mountain, Lin Chao found a shady place, sat on a rock, took out a bag of dried mutton from his horse, chewed slowly, and drank a sip of millet porridge cooked by the army cook from time to time.

To be honest, the most difficult thing to adapt to in the late Han Dynasty and Lin Dynasty was clothes and food.

The clothes of this era pay attention to fluttering sleeves, loose clothes and wide sleeves, which are in line with contemporary aesthetics.If you put on a tights, no matter how good your figure is, you will be regarded as a pervert.

After all, the aristocratic families are high and powerful, and the people in Guizhou can't see the fat under their clothes, or the bony ribs, which is not conducive to maintaining their mystery and majesty.

Without these two things, how can one rule over the people?

After some things are seen clearly, that's the way it is.

But for Lin Chao, who was used to wearing the clothes of later generations, the clothes of the late Han Dynasty were simply torture and inconvenient.

If it is said that the clothes can still be used slowly, then the diet is definitely the most unbearable place.

In this era, there are very few condiments, no monosodium glutamate, no chicken essence, no Wang Shouyi, not even chili, which directly caused Lin Chao to feel that everything he ate was tasteless.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are no steamed buns now, let alone noodles.

You make a person who has been eating noodles for more than 20 years can't even eat steamed buns and noodles...

Is there anything more cruel than this in the world!

Lin Chao held the porridge bowl, took a bite of jerky viciously, and secretly made up his mind.

After getting a piece of land, we must invent steamed bun noodles, and vigorously popularize them in the ruled areas, so that ordinary people can eat noodles a day and start walking...

Lin Xi came over and seemed to have something to say, but when she saw the unfinished jerky in Lin Chao's hand, she couldn't help but licked her lips.

The supply of millet porridge is sufficient, but jerky is a high-grade material, and Lin Chao ordered strict distribution without discrimination, and Lin Xi was growing up, and there was simply not enough meat.

"Let's eat it for you."

Lin Chao handed over his bag of jerky.

"Brother, how did this happen."

Lin Xi quickly declined, but she couldn't help but glance at the jerky in her pocket.

"Really don't want it? Then I'll put it away."

Seeing his brother's half-smile look, Lin Xi smiled awkwardly, took the pocket, took out a few pieces of jerky and stuffed it into his mouth.

While eating, Lin Xi said, "Brother, Duke Xuande is in danger of running out of food, and the counties in Changshan County only control one Zhending, and Liu Shijun is also in danger of being reported at any time. At this critical moment , what are we going into the mountain for?"

Not only Lin Xi couldn't understand Lin Chao's operation, even Liu Bei objected at first, but Lin Chao insisted on his own opinion, and Liu Bei agreed.

Faced with his younger brother's doubts, Lin Chao smiled, picked up a branch, and planned to teach this kid a good lesson.

"Zixu, do you know what the king of beasts in the forest is?"

"It should be a tiger." Lin Xi replied a little unsure.

Lin Chao nodded, and stretched out a branch to write a tiger character on the ground.

"Then do you think the tiger, the king of beasts, can defeat dozens of wild boars?"

As he spoke, Lin Chao wrote the word "wild boar" next to the tiger.

"This..." Lin Xi shook his head, "Even if it is a tiger, it is impossible to defeat dozens of wild boars at the same time."

"That's right, but if a mosquito bites a wild boar, can the wild boar drive or kill a mosquito?"

"That is naturally impossible. The wild boar is too stupid to be bitten by mosquitoes. But there is only one mosquito, no matter how much it bites, it can't cause any harm to the wild boar."

Lin Chao nodded with a smile, wrote the word "mosquito" under the tiger, and circled the tiger and the mosquito together.

"But what if it's not one mosquito, but tens of thousands of mosquitoes? If a tiger controls tens of thousands of mosquitoes, can it defeat dozens of wild boars?"

As he spoke, before Lin Xi could answer, Lin Chao drew an arrow outside the tiger and mosquito circle, pointing directly at the wild boar.

"The tiger drives tens of thousands of mosquitoes to attack the herd of wild boars, and there is only one end for the herd of wild boars..."

"That's the place where the dead have no burial!"

As Lin Chao said, he struck the word wild boar with a branch in his hand, as if dozens of wild boars were bitten by mosquitoes and died alive, and finally all turned into tiger rations.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Lin Xi was stunned, speechless for a long time, his cognition all along seemed to be broken by something at this moment, and only fragments remained.

At this time, Dian Wei came over, clasped his fist at Lin Chao, and said, "Mr. Zichu, the Orion who entered the mountain is back."

Lin Chao nodded and said, "Okay, let them come to see me."

Dian Wei followed the sound and left, and Lin Xi just came to his senses, turned his head to look at his brother's back, and murmured: "Brother, you are going to..."

"That's right, I'm here to find those tens of thousands of mosquitoes."

(End of this chapter)