(I was so sleepy last night. I’m really sorry. I was so sleepy around eight o’clock that I fell asleep directly.)
The old man who was looking at Taiping Yaoshu, no need to think about it, this is most likely Zhang Jiao, the general of that day.
He seemed kind and kind, but he didn't expect to be a rebel.
Of course, this is what Wen Yi had in mind.
When we look back at every peasant uprising in the past, we can see that it all happened for a reason.
At this moment, there are two peasant uprisings in Daxia alone. It is self-evident what this means.
It's not that Wen Yi doesn't know the reason, but he's too lazy to think about it. After all, he is an airborne emperor, and he is destined not to last long, so how this country has little to do with him.
Anyway, no matter what the reason for the Yellow Turban uprising was, the purpose of his trip was to destroy them.
Anyway, he didn't want to know the specific causes and consequences at all, so as not to make himself unhappy later.
"This old man below is probably the leader of the Yellow Turban Thieves. How about we kill him now?" Tie Fan suddenly said from the side.
Good guy, do you want to behead him directly?
To be honest, Wen Yishi was a little tempted, but he gave up soon.
It was not because he was afraid of making a mistake, but just when he had this idea in his mind, he had a feeling that the participation in the event would not be high.
It's a strange feeling, but it's there.
After that, Wen Yi took the iron fan and wandered in the sky above the Yellow Turban Thief's base camp for a long time.
Finally saw the so-called Yellow Turban Warrior.
As expected, he was tall and strong, and seemed to have a lot of strength.
And judging from their aura, their strength is indeed quite strong.
They are almost approaching some of Wen Yi's low-level troops.
Of course, it is incomparable to the dinosaur troops and Linghexian recruited by Wen Yi, but the number is still quite large.
Wen Yi discovered that the number of these yellow scarf warriors exceeded one hundred, which was different from what officials in the southern city had said before.
According to what they said, there were only a few of these Yellow Turban warriors at the beginning, and after two months, there should only be one or twenty.
Theoretically, it is impossible for those people to dare to deceive themselves. Besides, if all the Yellow Turban warriors here are dispatched, Nanfang City will definitely be destroyed directly, but they can't wait for Wen Yi to come.
So these yellow turban thieves are hiding their stupidity?
So what is it for?
If you don't want to be so eager to conquer the Southern City, you can wait until you recruit enough Yellow Turban warriors before starting the rebellion. Why did you not conquer the city with all your strength when you already had an uprising?
Wen Yi really couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't bother to think about it. He found that there was nothing new among the Yellow Turban Thieves and left.
Shortly after Wen Yi left, the old man who had been reading gently closed the book. He looked up at the direction where Wen Yi disappeared and smiled, then stood up and went out.
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Wen Yi took the iron fan and walked around Nanfang City again. Nanfang City is located in the south, and the scenery is naturally different from the capital city. However, it is night after all, and there is nothing to see in many places.
Both of them wanted to communicate more, so it didn't matter what the scenery was like, they just wanted to stay a little longer.
This time Wen Yi learned a lot about the spiritual world from Tie Fan, and Tie Fan also experienced the fun of dating.
Both of them were very happy.
What a wonderful night.
The next day, Wen Yi got up early in the morning, reorganized his army, and ordered Yang Jian to mobilize his troops and start moving toward the area where the Yellow Turban thieves were.
And he himself moved forward with all his men.
At this moment, the officials in the southern city finally saw the legendary heavenly soldiers and generals.
I can’t say that I was truly frightened, but I was also shocked.
It's okay to say that Linghexian is not bad. Although he has an air of immortality, he is still in human form after all. When everyone sees him, he feels like a fairy among gods.
But the dinosaurs are different. They have ferocious faces and huge bodies. No one would doubt that they were monsters.
Fortunately, in history, heavenly soldiers and generals have had various appearances, so although everyone was surprised, they were not too frightened.
"Your Majesty, with the help of heavenly soldiers and generals, he will definitely be able to defeat the little yellow scarf thief during this trip." Huangpu Song, the lord of Southern City, knelt on the ground to see Wen Yi off.
Wen Yi didn't let him lead troops to follow him. He had seen it yesterday and found that the soldiers in the city were all ordinary militiamen. They were good at farming, but they were a little unsatisfactory in fighting.
After all, although Nanfang City is a small and remote town, because the place further south is the sea, and unlike the east where there are Japanese pirates harassing them, there is nothing on the other side of the sea, so there are almost no battles in Nanfang City.
Of course, there are occasionally small groups of bandits, but they are easy to fight, so many soldiers in the southern city have even experienced such a big battle for the first time.
Wen Yi didn't want to take these militiamen, and Yang Jian naturally didn't want to take them either.
You know, although these militiamen are not good at fighting, they are real soldiers, not cannon fodder composed of criminals or poor people.
It is impossible to let them fight in the front line as pioneers, and if these militiamen fight together with their own Xiaoguo Legion, they may not be of much use by then, and may even disrupt their own deployment.
In addition, Yang Jian didn't think that the Yellow Turban thieves had much combat effectiveness, especially when he saw that these militiamen were able to hold on for half a year, and he didn't take those Yellow Turban thieves seriously.
Of course, Yang Jian also heard about the monsters mentioned in Southern City yesterday, but he actually didn't pay much attention to them.
Firstly, even if there is such a monster, the southern city is still not broken, which is enough to show that monsters are just like that. Secondly, His Majesty comes with heavenly soldiers and generals. Those monsters have heavenly soldiers and generals responsible for dealing with them. Even if the monsters are powerful, they will not be able to fight with him. Not much.
In fact, this was indeed the case, so Wen Yi didn't say much about Yang Jian's suggestion that he didn't need to bring troops from Nanfang City.
Even though he saw more than a hundred yellow scarf warriors yesterday, he didn't care much.
He has full confidence in his men.
So the army began to march towards the golden thief!
Naturally, it is impossible for such a large-scale troop march to be silent.
Especially don't think about it, there must be spies of the Yellow Turban Thief in the Golden City.
Therefore, the Yellow Turban Thieves naturally received news of the arrival of the army.
At this moment, a group of people were sitting in an ancestral hall in a certain village.
The person sitting in the seat was the old man Wen Yi saw yesterday.
Below is a group of "Taoist priests" in robes.
"General Tiangong, the reinforcements from the Southern City are attacking us at the moment. I wonder if we will take action this time?" A relatively young-looking "Taoist" below said with serious expectation as he cupped his hands towards the old man above.
The old man at the table, Zhang Jiao, waved his hand, and then said: "It doesn't matter, it's the first time the little emperor leads troops on an expedition. How can we not give him face? This will give him a big victory."
"General Tian Gong Ming Jian!"
Zhang Jiao looked out the door with a meaningful smile on his face. His purpose was not just an ordinary uprising!
