What? This guy has 9999 systems?

"How's it going?"

Inside the Chinese army barracks.

Lu Zhi asked to report to the adjutant general.

At this moment, where the 100,000 army and the hundreds of thousands of yellow turban troops confront the border with Qingzhou and Yuzhou, intelligence must be probed well, and the enemy can be known in order to survive a hundred battles!

"Our army confronted the Yellow Turban Army and the banks of the Yellow River, and the opponent's lord will be Zhang Bao, who calls himself the general of the Digong and Zhang Jiao's second junior brother!"

"The morale of our army is like a rainbow, and this battle will be won greatly!"

Adjutant General Yu reports.

Lu Zhi nodded: "Look again and report again!" "

......

One day later.

The deputy reported: "General, the Yellow Turban Army shouted on the other side of the river!"

"What slogan?"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, the age is in the jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

Lu Zhi frowned: "Look again, report again!" "

......

Another day.

The deputy reported: "General, the heart of our army is shaken, and when there are already no soldiers, bow to the other side of the river, and chant in their mouths that the yellow sky will win!"

Lu Zhi frowned: "Look again, report again!" "

......

Another day.

The deputy reported: "General, last night hundreds of soldiers crossed the river overnight and went to join the Yellow Turban Army!"

"Impossible! When pigs fly!

Lu Zhi was shocked.

But seeing the adjutant general's serious look, Lu Zhi was silent.

After a long time, Lu Zhi asked, "Did you send someone to stop it?"

Adjutant General: "Stopped!" Five thousand people were sent to stop it! "

Lu Zhichang exhaled, then it's good, before the fight started, he went to join hundreds of people, and what is the military heart... Does this have to be defeated?

The deputy continued: "But the five thousand people sent were persuaded by those hundreds and went to the Yellow Turban Thief together..."

Lu Zhi was shocked: "Chenshi ordered the troops, the whole army attacked!" "

Huh?" The adjutant general was stunned: "General, didn't you say to wait for other soldiers and horses to assemble and form a situation of encirclement?"

"This is a military order, go quickly!"

Lu Zhi shouted.

and other aspects of the gathering of soldiers and horses?

Still waiting for a fart!

It was only four days.

The first day was good, and our army's military spirit was high.

The next day, people shouted slogans.

On the third day, our military spirit was unstable.

On the fourth day, our side walked directly nearly 6,000!

If this is held again, it is estimated that tomorrow he can throw 30,000 enemies, and the day after tomorrow all the soldiers will take his head to the enemy.

Lu Zhi frowned tightly.

In the final analysis, it is the reason for the phrase 'the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing'!

This sentence, it's terrible!

As long as I heard these words, I had a feeling in my heart that the Yellow Turban Army would definitely defeat the imperial court and gain the world!

This feeling hits people's hearts and makes people unable to resist at all!

This time the anti-thief, not people!

It's horrible!!

For this battle.

Lu Zhi no longer had confidence.

But no matter what, he stood in front of the map and observed it for three hours.

Both eyes were red.

It wasn't until many generals came to the marshal camp that they stopped.

"Here you are!"

"Sit."

Lu Zhi rubbed his eyes and sat on the general seat with a tired face.

The generals did not speak.

Just silently looked at Lu Zhi.

Lu Zhi frowned: "Let you sit!" The

generals still did not speak.

An ominous premonition appeared in Lu Zhi's heart, and Lu Zhi frowned tightly and looked at the nearest adjutant.

The adjutant general opened his mouth, as if he had something to say.

"You are the person I trust the most, what do you have to say, just say it!"

Lu Zhi spoke.

The adjutant general gritted his teeth and his gaze was solemn: "Cangtian is dead, Huangtian is standing!" "

......

......

177 years, December.

Beizhonglang General Lu Zhiguan paid homage to General Da, and personally led an army of 100,000 and a yellow turban army of 500,000 against the junction of the Qingqing and Yu Yellow Rivers.

Only three days.

The 100,000-strong army of the imperial court pressed Lu Zhi to join the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban Army won a big victory.

After this battle, the Yellow Turban Army spread the news to the world, and the world was shocked.

The imperial court was shocked.

It was winter, Liu Hongduan was sitting on the dragon chair, but when he heard the news, his back was wet.

Liu Hong looked at the group of ministers and said hoarsely: "The Yellow Turban Thief is powerful, and everyone Ai Qing has a high opinion?" This

came out.

The hall was full of civilization and martial arts, and they all got up together, bowed their hands, and said one after another.

"Your Majesty, Lu Zhipifu misled the country, the Yellow Turban Sovereign was originally the one who inserted the bid and sold the head, His Majesty gave the old minister 100,000 soldiers and horses, and after March, the old minister can bring the yellow turban thief head to His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, give the minister 50,000 soldiers and horses, and the minister will fight to the death with the yellow turban thief!"

"Your Majesty, Beizhonglang General Lu Zhi has not been defeated, this is a rumor spread by the Yellow Turban Thief, Your Majesty must not believe it!"

"Give the last general 50,000 soldiers and horses, and the last general can destroy a million yellow turban thieves!"

"Your Majesty only needs to send one minister, and the minister will definitely be able to use these three inches of incorruptible tongue to persuade that yellow turban thief to cast his first horn!"

The whole court.

The time was

as noisy as a vegetable market, and people had a bit of a headache to hear.

But it's okay to be noisy.

But the problem is that the words discussed by this group of people still think that this yellow turban thief is an ant, which can be destroyed!

Amusing.

Which ant can succumb 100,000 soldiers without a fight?

Lu Zhi's bastard is also a fool, and in just a few days of hard work, he made Huo Huo 100,000 elites.

It was good that 100,000 people died, and they actually surrendered to the enemy.

As soon as he thought of his original elite, turning his head to kill himself, Liu Hong broke into a cold sweat.

Liu Hong looked at the group of ministers below who were still noisy.

Sigh slightly.

Mad,

there was even a fool who said that sending him alone could persuade the yellow turban thief to come and cast it.

Die laughing.

The Manchu Dynasty was civilized and martial, could it be that there was not a loyal courtier?

"Heheha

..." Liu Hong laughed maniacally.

Liu Hong stood up.

Liu Hong pointed to the full hall of Wenwu, laughed, laughed wildly, and laughed out tears!

The madness of laughter.

Laughing unbridled.

Time.

The entire hall only echoed Liu Hong's laughter.

The hall was full of civilization and silence.

One by one, they looked at Liu Hong with a trace of fear.

At this moment, they realized that the man in the dragon robe in front of them was still the emperor.

Diwei, can not be killed!

This little emperor should not be stimulated to become a tyrant, right?

"Watching the sky last night!"

Liu Hong stood in front of the dragon chair, his eyes scanning the group of ministers deeply.

Man Dian Wen Wu was stunned in his heart.

This little emperor will still watch the sky at night?

"Look at the stars twinkling in the southeast direction, and dream of Gaozu at night!"

Gaozu!

Hei-is it

possible to speak in January, drink in March, familiarize himself with the books of sages at the age of one, know the world's major events without leaving home at the age of three, the white snake uprising at the age of five led to a million-strong army of heroes from all walks of life, the eight years old and two parts of the world, and the high ancestor Liu Bang who won the Central Plains at the age of twelve?

The hall of ministers chuckled in their hearts.

Will the Liu family die?

The ancestor manifested himself, this is?

"Hahahaha... Gaozu dreamed yesterday, and he has already passed on my method of resisting the enemy and the magic plan of eternal solidity! This

came out.

The hall was in an uproar.

Is there even such a thing?

The method of resisting the enemy, the magic plan of eternal solidity?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Isn't it said that the sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand?

Could it be fake?

"Ancestor Gaozu dreams, it is a good omen, old minister Wang Yun, congratulations to Your Majesty, long live Your Majesty, the Great Han Dynasty is forever!"

Wang Yun, the righteous father of a mink cicada who did not want to be named, bowed down and worshiped.

Wang Yun took the lead.

The other officials also bowed down one after another.

Liu Hong glanced at Wang Yun with satisfaction, not bad, let you be a Situ tomorrow, let you be the prime minister the day after tomorrow, perform well during this time, and let you be the abbot in the future.