The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 41 Xu Feng's Class?

"Er Gouzi is a good guy, at least he dares to speak his mind, come on, take him to get the package."

Xu Feng was not disappointed at all. What he wanted were elite soldiers, soldiers who were not afraid of death. Although there were a lot of people, they would become a burden and affect the morale of the whole army.

"Shh..."

Er Gouzi staggered, and walked to the ground where the toll was distributed in front of the crowd's boos and white eyes. However, although he had only walked a few steps, at this time he was already sweating profusely, his face was pale, and he was so despised by everyone , Er Gouzi was almost out of breath, but he didn't want to die.

Thinking of the two sieges, he was almost not killed by the officers and soldiers. He still has lingering fears and cannot sleep at night. His idea is very simple, that is, to go home and marry a wife, live in peace and stability, and fight wars. At first, he thought too simple. He was really scared when he thought that so many people would be killed or injured.

There are still many people who think like Er Gouzi. Some people take the lead, and naturally they are sparse. Soon hundreds of people walked out. Xu Feng did not break his promise and did not embarrass them.

"From now on, you are no longer the Yellow Turban Army, and you are no longer my Xu Feng's brothers. Take off your clothes and armor."

"what…"

Hearing this, everyone panicked and looked at Xu Feng in disbelief.Isn't it just a piece of clothing?As for this?

"Isn't it just a piece of clothing? Many of you will think so, I know, but I want to tell you that we are the army, and you are soldiers. The clothes of the Yellow Turban Army are your honor as soldiers. Now, when you die, when you choose to leave the Yellow Turbans, you will no longer be soldiers of the Yellow Turbans, and you are not worthy of the integrity and honor of such soldiers."

Although most of the Yellow Turban Army was gathered together by Zhang Jiao’s religious belief in the Taiping Dao, Xu Feng had to think about the long-term. The Yellow Turban Army could not be a team of Zhang Jiao alone. A plate of loose sand.

It is always good to plan ahead. Xu Feng still has a long way to go to make his soldiers always remember the honor of soldiers and become a team that is truly invincible and invincible.Xu Feng will continue to subtly instill this kind of thinking in his soldiers, and he believes that one day, they will become what he expected, brave and good at fighting, defying life and death, a real iron-blooded army.

Most of these people gathered together after following Zhou Cang. It can be said that they are Xu Feng's direct troops. They are not so seriously influenced by Zhang Jiao's religion. It is because of Xu Feng's irreplaceable prestige in the army that they have The transformation may be successful.

After the layoffs of the elite soldiers, Xu Feng's account has less than 4000 people. Of course, Zhou Cang and other four-way troops are not included. The outside of the city has been surrounded by Huangfu Song. For the city, let the soldiers prepare to defend the city and fight. As for Xuecheng, they lead people to dig secret passages around the clock.

Everyone else is busy, Xu Feng seems to have a lot of free time, either practicing martial arts, playing guns, riding horses and raising whips, or going to the academy to attend lectures. Now he, although the academy rejects him very much and lists him as the least popular People, but Xu Feng didn't care about it at all, and went to attend lectures when he found time, and called it 'recharging'.

"Wen Ruo, catch the ball."

Xu Feng had just arrived at the academy that day, and saw all the students playing football in the backyard. In fact, it was not football in later generations, but a very simple and crude kick ball, that is, Cuju.Unexpectedly, such a bulky thing could be so loved by the ancients.

A skinny young man in his 20s shouted, kicked the ball in the air, and the ball shot up into the sky and flew directly out of the court, just in time to fly towards Xu Feng.

Xu Feng smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, bent his body slightly backward, stopped the ball with one chest, and firmly stopped the ball in front of his chest. Swaying, without leaving half an inch, as if under a spell, everyone's eyes suddenly focused on Xu Feng.

"Hmph! It turned out to be him, Xu Sanguang. As soon as he entered the city, even the rich family of the Tusan family was like a devil. He dared to touch such elegant things, and he was not afraid of tarnishing the audience." The young master glared at Xu Feng fiercely, gritted his teeth and said in hatred.

"That's right! Although our three families were spared, all the money and food were still robbed by Xu Feng. This guy is a devil. I heard that General Huangfu has sent troops to besiege the city. I believe that his good days will come soon." It's time to end." A boy next to him nodded in agreement.

"oops."

But as soon as the words fell, Xu Feng stopped the ball with one chest, kicked in the air, and the kick ball drew a perfect arc in the air, directly aimed at the two people who were talking, and slammed it vigorously. , There was a scream, and they knelt down on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"I'm sorry, my skills are unfamiliar, I'm showing my ugliness!"

Xu Feng ran up quickly, looked at the two men playfully, volleyed with his right foot, and a cloud of dust rose in the air, and the kick ball flew towards the goal in the distance. Hang straight to the dead corner and enter the door in response.

"I know that most of you are children of aristocratic families. It's understandable that you are dissatisfied with me, Xu Feng. However, I hope you don't speak ill of others behind your back. If you have the ability, let's argue face to face. I, Xu Feng, are not unreasonable." With his back to the two, Feng sneered casually.

"Really, then tell me, why do you want to attack the aristocratic family? Are you going to kill all the aristocratic families in the world?" Xun Yu walked over with a slightly angry face, and directly scolded him. In front of Xu Feng, there was no trace of fear.

"Aristocratic family? In your eyes, that is an aristocratic family, but in my Xu Feng's eyes, it is not. Our yellow scarves stand out for the poor people. What the people do is nothing more than a full mouthful of food, but even this small wish is not enough. It has become an extravagant hope. You all have rich clothes and fine food, you stretch out your hands to eat, you don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and your house is full of gold and silver. Have you ever thought about the life and death of the people? To the people, you are like a mountain on top of their heads. Squeeze their blood and sweat, exploit their labor, withhold their money and food... You really... damn it, haha! I want to kill you all, but I also understand that the family has good intentions, so I won't Killing all the families in the world, even if you have this ability, you can't kill them all, because in this world, as long as there is inequality, there will be families, so I, Xu Feng, don't have this ability, but the yellow scarf who blocks me , I still have the ability to give them some color." Xu Feng smiled freely.

"It's a bunch of nonsense, who exploited the people, who enslaved them, who embezzled them, Xu Feng! Please tell us clearly, what have we, these aristocratic families, done? How can you be so embarrassing?"

Xun Yu almost twisted his nose in anger, and immediately pointed at Xu Feng, sternly berating him.

"Wen Ruo! Don't get angry, everyone, stay calm and don't be impatient. If you want to understand what's going on, you should come with me and listen to me. It's not good to be angry. Be careful if you get angry too much, it will hurt your body." As Xu Feng said, he walked towards the school of everyone.

"Master, I don't mind taking up some of your time." Coming to the school in the front yard, seeing someone teaching, Xu Feng walked up to the high platform and said to Master.

"I'm in class, what are you going to do?" the master asked puzzled.

"You can take a break. I will take this class." Xu Feng said, pushing the teacher aside, standing in the middle by himself, and shouting at the stunned people in the class, "I will take this class." , what I want to talk about today is exploitation, most of you are the children of aristocratic families, so it’s good to listen to it.”

"Let's go! Let's see what kind of tricks he's going to do." Xun Yu and the others saw Xu Feng directly entering the school, and followed him in one by one.

After a while, the hall was full of people. Most of them were curious about Xu Feng's actions. They didn't know what kind of tricks Xu Feng, a murderous demon, was going to play. Sima Hui and others hurriedly followed Xu Feng when they heard that Xu Feng came to the academy to "make trouble". come over.

"Mr. Shui Jing, what are you panicking about?" An old man in his fifth decade led a lively and lovely little girl over.

"Bo Jie? Why are you here?" Sima Hui was taken aback, walked up to the old man a few steps, and said in a slightly reproachful tone, "Nowadays Yingchuan is in constant war, the yellow scarves are raging, and Yangdi has just been occupied by villains. Why are you at this time?" It's coming, the soldiers are in chaos, don't you want to die?"

"Hello, Uncle." Before Cai Yong could speak, the little girl beside him rushed to Sima Hui first, and greeted him sweetly.

"If the old man remembers well, this should be your little daughter, Yan'er, right?"

"Uncle actually remembered Yan'er's name. Hey, it was Yan'er. He passed by Changshe a few days ago and heard that there were wars everywhere. He thought that his old friend was in Yangdi, so he stopped by to visit him. He didn't want to just enter the city. Here There was also a war, and there were soldiers everywhere in the city, but you are the only one who is relatively quiet, so I brought Yan'er here." Cai Yong sighed softly.

"Hey! I don't have any Yellow Turban Bandits here, but the head of the Yellow Turban Bandits is in the academy right now, hey..." Sima Hui sighed heavily and smiled wryly.

"Ah? Could it be that Zhang Jiao is in Yingchuan Academy?" Cai Yong almost fainted from fright.

"It's not Zhang Jiao, it's Zhang Jiao's direct disciple, Huangjin Xu Feng!" Sima Hui quickly supported Cai Yong.

"Xu Feng—Xu Sanguang?"

"It's this person?"

"What is he doing here?"

"I heard that you will teach the students?"

"Ah? The thief of the Yellow Turban Bandits is the chief teacher teaching the students of the aristocratic family?" Cai Yong didn't come up in one breath, and directly fainted to the ground.No matter what the situation, the mouse has become a bridesmaid for the cat.

(End of this chapter)