King of Liao at the end of Han Dynasty

Chapter 584
"Huh! Huh! Huh!" There was a weary gasp from the mourning path in the mountain, "How long will it take to arrive!" one person asked.

The person leading the way said impatiently: "It's not far, it's not far!" I've already scolded the questioner eight hundred times in my heart, it's only a long way, you're so tired, but Looking at this person's attire of a scribe again, he is skinny, so he won't say more.

"Okay! Okay!" The scribe nodded. If he knew someone, he would be surprised. Isn't this person the scribe who has been following Sima Yi all along?Yes, it was him, and now he came to a good place, that is, in Xiaoshan, and he was walking on the road with a big man with a yellow scarf on his head and a protective face, followed by a couple of guards.

This literati is not too young, plus he is a Confucian who grew up, has never practiced martial arts, and his body can't stand the toss, so this journey is still a mountain road, which can be regarded as a huge torture for him. Well, look aside, it is full of birds and flowers, full of vitality. In the spring of Xiaoshan, those rare plants have begun to sprout and grow, and the trees have also grown green branches and leaves, but how can this scribe have the heart to appreciate it? It's because I'm tired and flustered, and I'm very nervous about the people I'm about to meet.

Speaking of fear of death, literati think that they are the leaders of the world of fear of death, otherwise they would not follow Sima Yi. Although they can only learn the way of Confucianism, they are not interested in those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness. Faced with various situations, literati will know Think about self-protection first, but you can't escape this time. Sima Yi helped Liu He bring in an army of 20, and only then did he get his current status. Do you want to contact these two groups?The scribes were sent by Sima Yi to contact Zhang Baiqi, the boss of Baibo Huangjin, in this Xiaoshan Mountain.

The Yellow Turban Army, don't look lonely, but still has a lot of hidden strength. Those who pretended to be the Yellow Turban Army to bluff, burn, kill and loot. After Zhang Yan took refuge in the Liu family, the genuine Yellow Turban was left This is a white wave.

And Zhang Baiqi is the direct disciple of Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher back then. I heard that he has read the heavenly scriptures. Although he was defeated, he gave full play to the subjective initiative of these Yellow Turban soldiers, fled to the deep mountains, and has survived until now. , it was also when the world's warlords were fighting in a melee, they got a chance to breathe, and they have developed to the present, and they have already achieved impressive strength.

Under the guidance of the guide, after passing through one after another, the scribes finally saw the place where human beings live. It is conceivable that if you walk for a long time in the deep mountains and old forests without seeing a person, you will finally see What does it look like when it comes to the familiar curling smoke.

"Huh..." Scribe finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurried forward, looked around, this place is like a village, no!A very large village, even looks like a city, but it doesn't have a city wall, but uses the natural barrier in the deep mountains as the best city wall to defend against the enemies outside. Holding farm tools, I also saw a few people holding cattle. It is estimated that this is to drive the spring planting to the fields. The children are happy, playing and playing in groups, it is simply a piece of hundreds of thousands The scene in Taoyuan eased the mood of the physically and mentally exhausted scribes. As they walked, they smiled and looked at the passing crowd.

But the scribe smiled at others, and others might not give him a good face. When he saw someone bringing a scribe in, the passers-by were all taken aback for a moment, and then they all gave the scribe a hard look, even the children who were playing They all stopped when they saw it, and after looking at the scribe for a while, they immediately ran over, but it didn't seem like they were running away to play, but rather like running away.

The scribe frowned, and his face was very ugly. The person who led the way saw many people staring at him fiercely behind him, so he looked back. Seeing the embarrassment on the scribe's face, he slowed down and whispered to the scribe : "These people are the family members of our Yellow Turbans. They used to be poor people. Many people in the family starved to death, or were killed by the court. There are also men in the family who became Yellow Turbans and fought against the imperial army. You're dead, so I hate those officials and lords of the court to the bone, seeing you dressed like this, of course you look like this, so don't take it too seriously."

"Can I not forget it in my heart! That look seems to eat me up!" The scribe suffered for a long time, and he dared to conclude that if the person in front of him hadn't led the way, he would have been stared at him instantly. The person who cut his body apart and dug out his heart and lungs would die a miserable death anyway.

The scribe wondered in a low voice: "Your Qu Shuai has brought these women and children to stay in the mountains for so long?"

Hearing this, the person who led the way was displeased. This person was obviously questioning his handsome Qu, and immediately said angrily: "Hmph! My handsome Qu, Gao Yi, how could he abandon these old and young women and children, let alone Let the brothers lose their homes, so no matter how difficult it is, Qu Shuai will definitely take these people with him, and if Qu Shuai eats, we will eat!"

"Oh!" The scribe knew that he had talked too much, nodded, stopped talking, and followed the guides under the white eyes shot from both sides of the road, and continued to move forward.

Going forward, the appearance changed again. The scribes knew that they had already reached the important place of the military camp, because they had heard the sound of killing, and what came into view was the camps one after another, and among them, those who were protected by the arms of these camps , is a half-city, half-village man picked up from Shitou's wood, and the scribes don't know what to call him. It's not a problem, but if there is a fire attack, it's over, let alone Li Lin's trebuchets, which collapsed after one round, and there are many soldiers wrapped in yellow scarves holding long spears In the guard station, there are big flags planted in the dead corners, with yellow characters on a white background and a big Zhang character.

And there are camps all around, and the sound of shouting and killing just heard came from inside. When the scribes looked inside, they were all gangs of strong men with yellow scarves wrapped around their heads training, "Huh! Ha! !" Shouted, these should be regarded as the real Yellow Turban Army, it can be seen that these people have experienced the baptism of the battlefield, and tempered in the deep mountains, each rope ladder is also very strong, but Most of the weapons in his hands are spears, and there are fewer big knives, let alone bows and arrows. It can be seen that some of them were sent by Liu He's sponsorship. Yao's territory, so not many were shipped over.

Not to mention the armor, the lowest-level soldiers are all wearing ordinary coarse cloth clothes, but there is a yellow robe on the outside as a symbol of being the Yellow Turban Army, while the higher-level soldiers have a set of leather armor, only officers above , there will be a sound of armor, there are good and bad, but don't look at the equipment is so bad, these Yellow Turbans are still full of energy, they are the Yellow Turbans, they have their own beliefs, they are the people of the late Han Dynasty. The direct fuse of the troubled times, many of them firmly believe that one day, they will fulfill the last wish of the great virtuous teacher, and the Yellow Turban Army will surely shock the world again.

"Daqushuai's guest has arrived, open the door!" The guide led the scribes to the gate of the village. The soldiers above did not need to ask questions. After that, he either fell into a trap and died, or was killed by his own secret sentry.

"Oh!" There was an answering voice from above, and the gate of the village opened slowly. The guide turned his head and gestured to the scribe, "Please, someone inside will take you to see my handsome Daqu!" The task of the guide It was over here, the scribe bowed his hands to him, and walked in slowly with two guards.

"Please!" Someone was already waiting at the door, and the scribe took him to go inside as soon as he came in. Unexpectedly, the village is also very large, and it is really like a military city, with a granary, an arsenal, and frequent visits. There were soldiers patrolling back and forth, carrying food, grass and weapons, and the scribes nodded. It seemed that Zhang Baiqi had been preparing all the time, knowing that the time to attack Luoyang was coming.

Finally saw Zhang Baiqi's face, that kid was really good, he was reading a book, which surprised the scribe, the scribe immediately stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "See you, Commander!"

Zhang Baiqi put down the book in his hand, saw the scribe's complexion tense, nodded, and said: "Oh! Sir!" It seems that this Baiqi is different from the guide, and he still has some respect for this scribe. Quickly said: "Sir, sit down!"

The scribe sat down and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the commander-in-chief is in this Xiaoshan, there is such a place, it really shocked me!"

Zhang Baiqi sighed and said: "Hey... In troubled times, following a great virtuous teacher, not wanting to fail, means being able to live in this deep mountain! These people are all believers of my Yellow Turban, so of course I want to protect them with all my might! "

The scribe immediately said: "Don't be sad, Commander. Now the time has come. King Zhao has led the army out of Hanoi, and he will attack Hulao Pass in a few days, and the opportunity for Commander has come!"

Zhang Baiqi couldn't hide his excitement, and immediately said: "Oh? Seriously!"

The scribe immediately stood up and said, "King Zhao has an order!"

Zhang Baiqi got up quickly, knelt down on one knee, and said, "The last general is here!"

The scribe said: "Confer Zhang Baiqi as General Fudi, lead Yongzhou Mu, Lutinghou, and immediately send troops to attack Hongnong, and attack Luoyang with the lonely king. On the day of conquering, there will be rewards!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Baiqi said excitedly, "Thank you King Zhao!"

(End of this chapter)