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Chapter 100 Me, Zhang Jiao, Ordinary People
"Cough...cough..."

At this moment, Zhang Jiao couldn't help coughing, and the two burly men guarding him suddenly turned their heads and looked at him worriedly.

Zhang Jiao shook his head, indicating that he had nothing to do, but looked at the chat box floating in front of him with puzzled eyes, what the hell is this?
He watched the avatars light up one after another, seeming to be discussing something about him, so he responded silently.

"I, Zhang Jiao, am indeed an ordinary person."

After speaking, he couldn't help coughing again. He was weak and sick, and I am afraid that his time would be numbered.

I only heard a loud and loud shout from a distance, "Bold and mad thief! You are all lowly people, farming the fields of the big man, enjoying the majesty of the big man, not proud of it, but gathered here, intending to attack the county, you guys Could it be that if you want to be that grassroots bandit, you can't rebel?!"

A burly man in a bright armor stood on the wall, his brows were erected, and he rushed towards his face with a savage aura, angrily scolding the lowly yellow and skinny people holding hoes below the city.

There was a look of surprise on his face. These lowly people were a little different from what he had seen in the past. They used to look like walking corpses, bowing their heads and bowing their heads when they spoke, submissive, but now they dared to look directly at him fiercely, with more in their eyes ...

Light?
"General Guan, don't waste your time with these lowly people. The lowly people are unknowable. They are all mud legs. They can't get into the lobby and don't understand anything..."

A literati in a Confucian robe fanned his fan, staring at the densely packed crowd below the city, with a glint of coldness in his eyes, "Looking at it, there are only 300,000 grassroots people gathered here. If General Guan is brave, lead the army After defeating them, I will say a few good words to the higher authorities, isn't it beautiful to get promoted and get rich?"

General Guan's expression changed immediately, and his original thoughts of wanting to dismiss them gradually dissipated. If there is no chaos in the world, it will be difficult for generals from poor families to be promoted. They are all disciples of those powerful families.

300,000...

It can be regarded as a small achievement, which is worth several years of guarding.

General Guan immediately raised the long knife in his hand, looked at the yellow scarf soldiers waving hoes approaching the city wall, his eyes gradually mixed with coldness, as soon as they succeeded, all the soldiers listened to the order, all The army strikes!"

Following his order, the closed city gate slowly opened, and countless soldiers in standard armor rushed out of the city gate, fiercely rushing towards the Yellow Turban Army holding hoes.

General Guan was full of confidence, "500,000 vs 300,000, I have the advantage!"

He has personally trained 500,000 city guards for five years. They are usually used to suppress bandits. Some of them have seen blood.

At that time, these mud legs will be taken into custody, sold to those big families, and demoted to slaves. They have no household registration or land registration. They have been slaves of the family for generations, and no one will avenge them when they die.

Is it miserable?
awful.

But this has nothing to do with him, the general, he only knows that a prisoner is worth a thousand dollars, if a person has no conscience, he will definitely get rich!
"kill!"

"Come on!"

Zhang Jiao, who was sitting firmly among the Yellow Turban Army, couldn't help coughing, then took a deep breath, his face turned rosy, he waved the flag in his hand, and an unknown light gathered around him.

"Chang Tian is dead, Huang Tian should stand!

Years old in Jiazi, good luck in the world! "

Following Zhang Jiao's hoarse voice, the waving flag shone with yellow light, then flew up into the sky and turned into a cloud of yellow clouds, covering the bodies of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were at the forefront of the charge.

In an instant, the bodies of tens of thousands of people became incomparably huge, the ground was trampled, and the hoes they swung turned into sharp weapons. .

Those people who became huge seemed to be covered with invisible armor, invulnerable to swords and guns, invincible, like ghosts and gods descending, dripping with blood, frightened the charging defenders so that their livers and gallbladders were shattered, and some turned around and ran away without any resistance Heart.

"Bold! How dare the monster make trouble!"

General Guan, who was standing at the top of the city, was so furious that he jumped down from the tens of feet of the city wall, brandishing the long knife in his hand, a sharp white light flashed out, crossing thousands of troops, and only one person rushed into the Yellow Turban Army In the big formation, thousands of people were killed instantly with a single horizontal knife.

Then there was another slash, and thousands of corpses were separated.

The original dense array of yellow scarves was empty with the naked eye. General Guan laughed and wanted to draw his sword again, but unexpectedly a long spear came galloping from a distance and pierced his chest in an instant. It hit the city wall, and with a roar, the towering city wall broke, revealing a huge gap.

A big man came slowly, kicked General Guan's head, and pointed at the dilapidated city wall expressionlessly, "Kill! Anyone from a secular family will be killed without mercy!"

"kill!!!"

The Yellow Turban Army poured into the city like a tide, yelling in excitement, chasing and killing the arrogant and domineering defenders, their repressed nature was instantly released, and countless pale white rays of light surged from their bodies, drifting away in mid-air.

Zhang Jiao in the distance raised his hand slowly, and those pale white rays of light fell into his hand and slowly gathered together.

He sat there quietly, continued to look at the strange chat group, and those strange QQ shops, and it took him a while to recover.

At this time, the sound of fighting in the city in front of him had stopped, and there were corpses everywhere, and blood flowed all over the ground, which looked very miserable.

"This world..."

"Always need someone to clean..."

Zhang Jiao raised his hand slowly, and a cloud floated in the sky. The next moment, rainwater continued to fall, like a waterfall pouring down, washing away the bloody water and washing away all the dirt in the world.

He lowered his head slowly and muttered to himself, "I'm really just an ordinary person."

[Group member Zhang Jiao has set up his own QQ store, and has put on the shelves, please come and support it~]

At this time, the chat group is still discussing.

Luo Ji: "Actually, the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was quite bitter. I would rather be a peaceful dog than a troubled world. Too many people died. Zhang Jiao, do you want to buy weapons and food? I have as much as I want here!"

Zhang Jiao: "That's really great. My 30 million Yellow Turban Army lacks clothing, food and weapons, and is in need of resources."

Luo Ji: "How much...how much...how much?"

Xiao Yan: "The Yellow Turban Army actually has 30 million? Are you fucking saying you're an ordinary person??"

Luo Ji: "Although 30 million is a bit out of my expectation, it's not a problem at all. I have the resources of a world here, which can supply more than one billion people with food and weapons."

Since the Trisolaran technology came into being, the technological level of the earth has risen rapidly, coupled with Luo Feng's world's warrior system, almost everyone is healthy and long-lived, with infinite strength, and one person can match the previous five or six people.

This is equivalent to the fourth, fifth, and sixth industrial revolutions on the earth. The output is unprecedentedly strong, and it is not a problem for the surplus materials to support billions of people.

Luo Ji: "However, these resources need to be exchanged. Do you have anything to recharge Q coins? That thing is very valuable."

【Ding!The items sold by group member Zhang Jiao were sold out by group administrator Zhao Jie, and group member Zhang Jiao received [-] Q coins. 】

Luo Ji: "..."

Grandma, how come the newcomers are richer than the other? Luo Feng and Beibei in the front, and Zhang Jiao in the back. They earn Q coins very fast. He, Luo Ji, earns one hundred and one hundred Q coins... …

Luo Ji: I am a humble and helpless Wallfacer, a Trisolaran, I really miss the time when I confronted you~()
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