I practiced magic in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 34 Black-hearted Boss Liu Hong, Return My Hard-earned Money
Before the Yellow Turban Rebellion, except for the border counties, the position of Duwei had actually been almost abolished in most areas of the Yanhan Dynasty.

Except for Xiliang and Northern Xinjiang, the entire country was basically in a state of letting the horses graze in the mountains and putting the weapons into storage.

It was not until after the Yellow Turban Rebellion that the imperial court was forced to relax controls and allow the troops in the prefectures and counties to rise up in order to deal with civil unrest. This also enabled local armed forces to gradually become the main force in quelling the rebellion, and the status of the duwei was restored.

Among these, the position of Cavalry Commandant is the most different.

In name, the Cavalry Commandant was a military officer of the imperial court, appointed directly by the emperor. But in reality, in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, those who could obtain this position were either from aristocratic families or local tyrants, and none of them were truly loyal to the emperor.

However, the position of Tunqi Xiaowei was different. It was a member of the imperial guards. He was in charge of the Tunqi Battalion, one of the five battalions of the Northern Army. It had been guarding the imperial palace since the Western Han Dynasty.

It is precisely because of this that, although the Tunqi Xiaowei only commanded 700 soldiers, his military rank was slightly higher than that of the Qi Duwei and was below the Zhonglang Jiang, roughly equivalent to local officials such as the prime minister and the county magistrate.

It is rare for Wang Jing to reach this position at the age of just over 20.

You know, when the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out five years ago, Cao Cao led his army to quell the rebellion in Yuzhou and followed Huangfu Song to fight. He was promoted to Cavalry Commandant only after he defeated the Yellow Turban Army.

At that time, he was almost thirty years old.

All I can say is that heroes are made by the times, and the more chaotic the times, the more opportunities there are for the strong.

Shortly afterwards, He Jin ordered someone to deliver the rewards.

The first thing that caught my eye was a piece of armor glittering with golden light. It was filled with spiritual energy and shining with precious light. It turned out to be a piece of armor of great value.

"Is this... Golden Scale Fish Armor?"

Wang Jing was a little surprised. He really didn't expect He Jin to be so generous and give away a precious armor.

Although according to the rules of the Yanhan Dynasty, those who were promoted to the rank of colonel in the military could be given precious armor as a reward.

But "can" does not mean "must". After all, by the time of Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the imperial finances had already been on the verge of collapse. In order to raise military funds during the reign of Liu Hong, he even openly sold official positions and titles in his capacity as emperor. The price of an official position of two thousand stones was 20 million coins, and the price of a three-rank official started at 100 million.

The prices are clearly marked and everyone is treated fairly, which makes us the conscience of the industry.

The imperial court is so poor, and yet you still expect rewards?

It's already polite of me not to ask you for money!
The armor in front of me was of the Han Dynasty style, lined with rhinoceros leather, and covered with golden armor plates the size of fish scales, stitched together with black iron spider silk.

The craftsmanship of armor is extremely sophisticated and is often made by famous craftsmen. It is time-consuming and laborious. The smaller the armor pieces are, the better the protection and flexibility of the armor, and the higher the grade.

The golden-scale fish armor in Wang Jing's hand is such a case. Although it is not as good as the gilded tiger-patterned armor worn by Jian Shuo, for many warriors, it is definitely an unattainable treasure.

The golden-scaled fish armor not only has excellent defensive capabilities and is difficult to be damaged by swords and knives, it also has excellent resistance to Yuan Qi and Si Neng.

As for its most special feature, it is the ability of fish shell not to sink in water, so this shell is named "fish".

Then Wang Jing's eyes swept across the golden-scaled fish armor and locked onto the other treasures.

There are four remaining treasures, namely an official seal ribbon, half a tiger talisman, a book of martial arts, and a bottle of elixir.

Wang Jing first picked up the official seal and looked at it in his hand.

The official seal is bright white in color, made of silver, and tied with a blue ribbon, so it can be conveniently hung around the waist.

When Wang Jing touched the official seal with his hand, he suddenly felt something in his heart and sensed an unusual spiritual fluctuation: "Hmm? What's going on? This is not the first time I have obtained an official seal. Why is it so different this time?"

As early as during the Yuzhou expedition against the Yellow Turbans in Runan, Wang Jing had received an official seal. However, at that time he was a low-ranking official, and according to the imperial official system, he could only receive a copper seal and a black ribbon. Later, when he was promoted, it was replaced with a yellow ribbon.

Now that he had earned more than 2,000 stones, he was finally able to use the silver seal and green ribbon.

Wang Jing opened his Dharma Eyes and immediately saw the fire dragon aura of the Yanhan Dynasty swirling and surging on the silver-white official seal, transforming into the phantom of a ferocious beast, emitting bursts of silent roars. Its aura was different from the imperial aura, but it also contained a trace of majesty that could scare away all evil spirits, enough to shock ghosts and gods.

"The civil bird and the martial beast, the official aura protects the body."

Wang Jing understood something instantly, and at the same time couldn't help cursing: "Damn it, the previous official seal didn't have any hair on it, it was just a broken copper lump. It's so black, so damn black! They even saved the official seal that should have been given to me, can this be washed away?"

There is no doubt that these official arrogances were definitely withheld by Emperor Ling.

After all, as the first emperor in history to utter the word "dog official", Wang Jing had no doubt about the other party's stinginess.

But think about it and it is no wonder. After all, it is the end of the dynasty, the power is declining, and the expenses of officialdom can naturally be exempted.

Although Emperor Lingdi is infamous in history books, his administrative level was still very high. At least he was better than Chongzhen and he can definitely be called the best mounter in the late Han Dynasty.

More importantly, Emperor Lingdi Liu Hong was really ruthless in dealing with the aristocratic families and powerful clans, and he fleeced them to death.

This is how Wang Jing's official aura was taken away by him. Giving him only the official position but not the official aura is like giving him only the certificate but not the bonus. It can only be said that this is so fucking deceptive.

"No wonder Dong Zhuo said that the ruler of the world should be wise and virtuous. Every time I think of Emperor Ling, I feel angry. I am so angry right now. This bastard Emperor Ling actually smeared my stuff!"

Wang Jing was so angry that his teeth were itching. If Liu Hong hadn't been dead, he would have gone up to give him some strength.

You know, official aura is a good thing. It can be used to improve your spiritual cultivation, and it can also be used to consecrate weapons and armor. It has a wide range of uses.

"Forget it, don't be angry. If you get angry and ruin your health, no one can replace you."

At this point, Wang Jing could only comfort himself in this way, and then he picked up the third item on the wooden tray - half a tiger talisman.

The tiger talisman is in the image of a running tiger, with an inscription inlaid in silver on it, which reads "Wang Jing, the Cavalry Captain".

However, only the left half remains, as the right half is kept in the court.

According to the regulations, tiger talismans are used exclusively for one place. When mobilizing troops and generals, the two halves need to be checked and verified before they can take effect.

This means that although Wang Jing became a captain, he only had the power to command troops and not the power to mobilize them. If he wanted to mobilize troops in Luoyang City, he must have an order from the court.

But this obviously doesn't matter. After all, when Dong Zhuo starts to mess around, naturally no rules will apply.

The Tunqiying is a group of heavily armored cavalry. If such a force can be controlled in one's hands, it may play a decisive role at a critical moment.

The remaining two items are based on the "Golden Armor Yuan Gong", which is the tortoise shell skill that Jian Shuo practiced before. It is a skill that can be used to build the thickest armor and withstand the most poisonous blows.

"Golden Armor Yuan Gong" is ranked third on the martial arts list, because even if it is practiced to the highest level, it is only the perfect state of the fourth realm of martial arts, slightly stronger than "Hundred Battles Sword Technique". After all, the latter can only be practiced to the third realm of perfection. There are only a few people in a hundred who can break through the limit of this sword technique and practice it to the fourth realm.

Wang Jing casually flipped through it and saw that the general outline of "Golden Armor Yuan Gong" indicated that this martial art came from the military strategist and was divided into four levels in total.

The first level: Frosty Edge and Iron Bones.

The second layer: red heart and copper bones.

The third layer, Tianyun Silver Bone.

The fourth level, Xuanyang Golden Bone.

To be honest, after reading it, Wang Jing felt that the power of this martial art was quite good. Defense that could save lives was always a very practical attribute.

However, not many people practice the "Golden Armor Yuan Gong". It's not because this technique is difficult to practice, but mainly because the materials used to practice it are too expensive.

If one wants to practice the Golden Armor Yuan Gong to the fourth level of the Xuanyang Golden Bone realm, one needs to continuously collect natural treasures that contain the innate Gengjin Qi. The total cost is conservatively estimated to be 80 million coins.

With this price, if I add a little more and get a total of 100 million, I can use it to buy a position as one of the three highest officials in the government!
What fool would use his time to practice a tortoise shell magic skill that might not be useful?

Even Wang Jing couldn't help shaking his head at this moment. He calculated that he had only 6 million yuan left in his total assets after spending them. He couldn't help but silently complain in his heart: "The general really thinks too highly of me. How can I be worthy of practicing such a krypton gold magic skill?"

At the same time, he also understood why the imperial court was willing to give this technique away for free. What the hell are you going to do if you don’t have money?
After putting away the skills, Wang Jing set his sights on the last item. He saw a celadon medicine bottle the size of a wine jug, filled with twenty black pills the size of longans.

There was a piece of paper pasted on the outside of the porcelain bottle, with five large black characters "Xuanlong Duangu Dan" written on it.

Wang Jing obviously didn't recognize this thing, so he asked Guo Jia: "Feng Xiao, what is the use of this Xuanlong Bone Strengthening Pill?"

Guo Jia glanced at the medicine bottle in Wang Jing's hand and smiled calmly: "He Jin is thoughtful. I'm giving you this so that you can use it as a reward for your subordinates." "Reward your subordinates? You mean I can't use it?"

"Ha~ It's not impossible if you want to use it, but martial bones are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower. The Black Dragon Forging Bone Pill can only achieve the lower grade martial bones, the Black Scale Iron Bone. This bone can only be forged twenty times at most, and its potential is very limited. On the other hand, the "Golden Armor Yuan Gong" in your hand, if practiced to the highest level, can achieve a hundred forgings of golden bones, and its potential is infinite."

After Guo Jia's explanation, Wang Jing also understood that the Xuanlong Bone Strengthening Pill was not for him to eat, but to train his own soldiers.

"Good stuff!"

Seeing Wang Jing's excited face, Guo Jia reminded him again: "This thing was originally a tribute, used by the emperor to train the imperial guards. As for why it is named 'Xuanlong', it is because one of the main ingredients, 'Black Dragon Blood', is taken from Xuanjun."

Wang Jing looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand, and said with regret: "In that case, wouldn't it be one less Black Dragon Bone Strengthening Pill for each use? I was thinking of getting some more and storing them for training soldiers."

Guo Jia chuckled when he heard this: "You can find another black dragon, and then find a water vein as a seal. This way, you can regularly draw blood from the dragon, and it will be inexhaustible."

Wang Jing took a deep breath after hearing this.

What is live bear bile extraction?
How cruel!

If the animal protection organizations knew about this, wouldn’t they be devastated?

Oh, there are no animal protection organizations in the Three Kingdoms, so that’s okay.

Wang Jing looked at Guo Jia and asked earnestly: "So, where can I find a black dragon?"

Guo Jia shook his head very simply: "Jia doesn't know."

"Aren't you knowledgeable about astronomy and geography?"

"I'm a counselor, not a fortune teller. Most mythical beasts like dragons and snakes lurk in water and earth veins. If you want to find a dragon, you have to find a fortune teller to help you observe the terrain and determine the veins. But let me make it clear first, most of the mythical beasts have extraordinary backgrounds. If Yuan Xu offends an ancient power that he shouldn't, don't say that I taught you this method."

Seeing Guo Jia's half-smile, Wang Jing looked embarrassed, then quickly shook his head and said righteously, "Taking blood from a living dragon is inhumane. How could we do that? Don't mention this matter again!"

Wang Ling popped up at some point: "Second brother, if you're afraid, just say it directly. It's not shameful."

"What do you know? Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. How can this be called fear?"

Wang Jing gritted his teeth when his plan was sabotaged. Before he finished speaking, his fist as big as a casserole was raised high, intending to give Wang Ling a complete childhood.

After the laughter, Guo Jia formally said goodbye to Wang Jing.

Although he had expected Guo Jia to leave, when the moment came, Wang Jing still felt a little sad: "Why don't you stay a few more days, Fengxiao?"

"Yuan Wei's plan is about to come to fruition. Luoyang may be a hopeless place. If we don't leave now, we may not be able to leave even if we want to."

Guo Jia was a man of good strategy and he obviously was not optimistic about the future development of the situation in Luoyang.

Wang Jing was also very worried when he heard this: "As the Art of War says, do not stay in ruined places, do not stay in crossroads, and do not stay in hopeless places. The border troops are about to gather in the capital. If such arrogant and powerful soldiers and generals lose control, Luoyang will become a dangerous place. We really cannot stay there for long."

As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If possible, Wang Jing himself would like to run away.

But how can those who want to achieve great things in ancient and modern times avoid taking risks?

The only way for him to survive now is to take advantage of the fire.

In the end, Wang Jing did not persuade Guo Jia to stay and accompany him on the adventure, but instead personally sent him out of the city.

Five miles south of Luoyang City, Yongqiao floats on the Luo River.

The river water gurgles and the grass is lush.

There is a mulberry field on the shore. At this time, the sun is shining brightly and the spring flowers are blooming.

Wang Jing and Guo Jia said goodbye: "We will meet again if we are destined to."

Guo Jia, on the other hand, smiled warmly and looked at Wang Jing: "Yuan Xu, please be careful and don't die easily. Jia is still waiting for your reply."

"reply?"

Hearing this, Wang Jing remembered that he had once asked Guo Jia whether he was a wise leader. Guo Jia did not answer him at the time but asked him to ask the answer to this question again after he decided to participate in the fight for world hegemony.

With many feelings in his heart, when Wang Jing came to his senses, Guo Jia had already displayed the flying wild goose stepping on snow skill, and his back gradually disappeared into the smoke and dust.

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Xuanyuan Pass is located between the Dashi and Shaoshi Mountains.

The cliffs here are rugged and rocky, the mountains are majestic and dangerous, and the roads are winding. It is a dangerous pass in the southeast of Luoyang and has always been a place of contention for military strategists.

The rugged mountain road was difficult to navigate, but Guo Jia walked along it as if it were flat ground.

"This is Xuanyuan Pass. The mountain road is winding and twisting. The name 'Eighteen Bends' is well-deserved. We only need to station more than a hundred elite soldiers, store several years of food, and use strong bows and crossbows and a hundred thousand arrows. Based on the terrain, we can stop a hundred times more troops. It is really a good natural barrier."

At this time, wherever Guo Jia's eyes could reach, he saw only clouds and mist lingering in the mountains. Occasionally, he saw a few ginseng pickers coming and going among them. Looking up from the bottom, it seemed as if there were gods riding on the clouds. Therefore, there is a local saying that "Xuanyuan got up early and went to the clouds."

Guo Jia was well-versed in military books and strategies, so he attached great importance to terrain. Whenever he arrived at a strategic location, he would look for a high place to see the whole picture with his own eyes.

Guo Jia chose a mountain peak and leaped off it. He stepped lightly on the top of the mountain, stood facing the wind with his sleeves fluttering.

At this time, he had a complete overview of the terrain of Xuanyuan Pass: "To enter this pass, there are only two routes available, one is to go southeast from Luoyang, and the other is to go north from Xu County."

Guo Jia stood at the pass and looked north down the pass.

Among the towering mountains, fog waves roll, clouds and smoke linger, changing rapidly and with a variety of weather conditions.

After walking another hundred steps, Guo Jia saw a clear spring gushing out from the cliff above Xuanyuan Pass. Thin strands of the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth flowed out along the clear spring.

Guo Jia floated down and stopped in front of the spiritual spring, with a smile on his face: "This must be the Sword-leading Spring. Master once said that Emperor Gaozu led his army to seize Tongguan. When he passed by this place, his troops were exhausted and there was not a drop of water left. Seeing that the morale of the soldiers was low, Emperor Gaozu immediately drew out his Snake-slaying Sword and chopped at the cliff, and only then did he get this spiritual spring."

"Since there is a spiritual spring, there must be a spiritual vein. If there are magical beasts like dragons and snakes hidden in it, I wonder if Yuan Xu dares to capture it."

Guo Jia couldn't help laughing when he thought about how Wang Jing clearly didn't take the imperial power and the aristocratic families seriously, but was so cautious and afraid of death.

He had a very comfortable and happy trip to Luoyang this time, and even felt a little reluctant to leave: "In life, it is difficult to find a true friend."

However, just as he was sighing, three fierce-looking men with knives surrounded him and asked, "Who are you? How dare you come to the territory of Lianyun Eighteen Villages and act wildly?"

Guo Jia glanced at a few people indifferently and saw that they were dressed in brocade, but their clothes were ragged and did not fit them well. Some of them were even dressed like women.

Looking more closely, Guo Jia discovered that there were holes and bloodstains on the clothes, and he knew at a glance that they were stolen money.

"I'm asking you a question? Are you dumb?"

A man came forward with a knife, but was stopped by his accomplice: "Don't kill him with another knife, maybe this pretty boy is worth a lot of money."

Then the three of them surrounded him, their eyes full of ill intent: "Just surrender now, or you'll lose some limbs, and then you'll be the one who suffers."

"Noisy."

Guo Jia did not stop, his movements seemed slow but were actually fast. He passed by three people, and used his fingers as swords to perform the Yitian Sword Technique again.

Use chess pieces as swords, when the pieces fall the sword comes out, and when the sword comes out your life is lost!
Puff~Puff~Puff~
The three bandits had no time to react and were killed by the sword energy in an instant. They were killed by Guo Jia's sword.

They were originally soldiers under He Man of the Yellow Turban Army of Runan. After He Man was beheaded, they became bandits. However, due to Huang Wan's constant raids, they had to flee northward from Yuzhou to Xuanyuan Pass.

The three men were good at swordsmanship. They wanted to swear an oath of blood alliance, occupy the mountain and become the king, and work together to expand and strengthen their outlaw business and create greater glory in the lawless area of ​​Xuanyuan Pass.

Unfortunately, they were unlucky and the three of them died under Guo Jia's sword before they could gather the 18 leaders of the stronghold.

(End of this chapter)