People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 95 Our leader is too powerful

In the end, Hu Tao chose to join the craftsman register, because from his reaction to the constant persuasion of the squad leader, he could feel that the Yellow Turbans seemed to be short of craftsmen, or in other words, they were in great need of craftsmen.

If that is the case, perhaps as a craftsman, I can provide greater help to the Yellow Turbans than as a soldier.

Although Hu Tao is not yet a Yellow Turban, he is very grateful to the Yellow Turban Army.

After all, the little carpenter who could only work for the master of the house to make a living before has now been allocated his own land, and his life has become more promising.

Moreover, his feelings towards the Yellow Turbans were not just gratitude, but more of identification.

The transformation in the army in the past was like helping me see the essence of the world clearly. It turned out that the reason why so many poor people in the world are poor is because they have several huge mountains on their heads. If these mountains cannot be removed, people like me will never be able to turn over.

I make a living by selling my skills to the master of the family. I have no dignity or respect, and my fate is completely in the hands of others.

His son inherited his skills and will continue to work for the master of the family.

Even when her daughter grew up, she could only be a maid for the young master.

The master of the house shook the purse in his hand, and he had to go over and wag his tail and beg for mercy like a family dog.

He never wanted to go back to such a life.

Huang Jin was right. The aristocratic families and powerful people in the world were their enemies. The emperor, as the largest aristocratic family, was the biggest enemy. They had to defeat them all so that their children would not have to repeat their tragic fate.

The Yellow Turbans' Great Heavenly Master was right, all people should be equal from birth.

No one can dream of riding on someone else's head. Anyone who tries to do so will have his head chopped off!
Hu Tao knew even more that in this world, perhaps only the Yellow Turbans could lead him to achieve such a goal.

He was very eager to become a part of the Yellow Turbans, and he was willing to contribute to this force.

Since the Yellow Turbans need my skills as a craftsman, I will do my best to play my role!
The sergeant told him that craftsmen were no worse off than soldiers in terms of treatment or prospects. The only difference between craftsmen and soldiers was that craftsmen needed to work away from home for a long time.

Even though she had to endure the pain of leaving home, Hu Tao still agreed.

After saying goodbye to his tearful wife at home, he carried his eating utensils and resolutely rushed to Yuyang City.

It was not until he left the village that Hu Tao realized that the Yellow Turbans' demand for craftsmen far exceeded his imagination.

In addition to the two or three craftsmen from their own village, there were also craftsmen from other places who joined along the way, and finally gathered together to form a team of forty or fifty people. And this was not the final number. As the team got closer to Yuyang, more and more craftsmen joined in.

Hu Tao gradually realized that the Yellow Turbans seemed to have plundered all the craftsmen in the surrounding counties.

Among them, in addition to all the types of craftsmen Hu Tao knew, such as carpenters, blacksmiths, potters, weavers, leatherworkers, and carvers, there were also some people who were not strictly speaking craftsmen.

For example, there were old farmers who were skilled in growing crops, women who were skilled in raising livestock and poultry, veterinarians who were good at treating livestock, and even those mysterious sorcerers who made elixirs. This messy group of people was basically taken over by the Yellow Turbans.

It was hard for him to imagine what the Yellow Turbans wanted to do that would require such a large number and variety of craftsmen.

Could it be that the Great Heavenly Master is going to build a palace and become the emperor?
Such thoughts popped up in Hu Tao's mind involuntarily. As far as he could imagine, only when building a palace did one need to requisition so many craftsmen, and only when being an emperor did one need all kinds of people to serve him.

But if this is true, Hu Tao can't help but feel a little disappointed. Is it possible that after contributing his skills, he will only serve the Great Heavenly Master and enjoy himself? With such a complicated mood, Hu Tao finally came to Yuyang City under the leadership of the Yellow Turban.

When they arrived at Yuyang City, the first person they saw was the Great Heavenly Master who saved people from suffering. However, what the Great Heavenly Master did at this time seemed a little confusing.

Moreover, the scene here was extremely noisy, and it was crowded with people from Yuyang, as if something extraordinary was about to happen.

Not only did Hu Tao and the other craftsmen not know what was going on, even the Huang Jin who led them here looked confused and obviously didn't know what was going on.

Everyone looked up at the top of the city wall, only to see the Yellow Turban Heavenly Master standing alone. Several people were several feet away, watching the Heavenly Master's movements with their eyes wide open.

The craftsmen did not know the identities of these people, but Hu Tao knew them because he had fought with the Yellow Turbans.

The fierce man with steel beard and round face was Wang Dang, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army. The tall and younger guard was Tian Shitou, the captain of the personal guard of the Great Heavenly Master. There was also a man who looked like a scholar, and he was Zhang Zhongjing, the best military doctor in the camp.

The most important figures of the Yellow Turbans are now standing here. It is conceivable that something big is bound to happen.

Hu Tao couldn't help but become curious when looking at this scene.

The group of craftsmen mingled among the crowd watching the excitement. Hu Tao pricked up his ears to listen to what the people of Yuyang City were saying around him.

It was just that the scene was too noisy, so he could only hear some key words intermittently, such as "sky lanterns", "flying", "miracle performance", "divine means" and so on.

This made Hu Tao wonder, is the great Taoist priest going to perform a ritual?

If that's the case, then I've really come at the right time. Maybe I can really witness the magic working!

At this time, a craftsman who couldn't help himself simply pulled a commoner over and asked him what was going on. Naturally, the others also pricked up their ears.

The common man was not annoyed at being brought here for no reason, but excitedly explained to them.

"You don't know, our leader said that today he has mastered the Dao and can send paper lanterns to heaven. Isn't this a miracle? How can we miss such a scene? We must come and see it. We can't guarantee that we can really attract a god to come down. That would be eye-opening!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, many craftsmen were extremely shocked. How could such a thing be possible?

To them, the sky is a forbidden area for gods. It is hard to imagine any means by which something can be sent to the sky. If it can really be done, it would truly be a divine method.

Everyone was still immersed in shock when they suddenly heard a loud exclamation from the crowd, followed by Hu Tao's subconscious reminder.

"Look over there, it's really flying!"

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that on the top of the city wall, the Great Taoist priest gently raised his right hand, holding a paper lantern in his right hand.

After the candle flame in the center of the paper lantern burned steadily for a while, the lamp body actually floated slowly into the sky in full view of everyone, then flew higher and higher, and after a long time, it finally became a small black dot in the sky.

All of a sudden, everyone was stunned. No one knew who was the first to kneel down involuntarily, causing everyone else to follow suit.

I don’t know how many people were muttering “miracle, miracle” with tears in their eyes.

Hu Tao was even more shocked. He actually did it. Is this the power of the Great Heavenly Master?
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