The grain transport officer looked at the surging crowd indifferently. Facing the din of thousands of people, as one of the victors who had defeated 300,000 people, there was no fear on his face, only disdain that he did not bother to hide.
No matter how many Yellow Turban bandits there are, what kind of trouble can they cause?
It's just that these people are too noisy. Military orders cannot scare these thieves. Perhaps more drastic measures are needed.
Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and when he was about to take action, he saw a slovenly middle-aged country man in the crowd suddenly jump out, as if he had a tacit understanding with him.
"If you don't give me a way to survive, everyone will just rebel!"
At this time, there were many voices, and the noise caused by thousands of people was loud. This sloppy man yelled like a vent. Although the sound was heartbreaking, it should have been quickly drowned by the crowd, but the word was too harsh.
, and had extraordinary power, causing the entire audience to fall into absolute silence the next moment.
The weird atmosphere gradually spread.
The last shout before the silence was clearly heard by the grain transport officer. Although he felt that the other party's cooperation was coincidental, the meaning behind the words made him not surprised, but furious:
"Sure enough, you are a traitor and want to rebel again?"
"If it hadn't been for the benevolence of the state pastor that day, all of your heads would have been buried in the bellies of cats and dogs." The grain transport officer smiled ferociously: "Do you think your life is too long?"
These words were quite effective, reminding many people of the unbearable past events, and they all became dejected. The blood boiling with one sentence was calmed down by another sentence.
Yes, 300,000 people can't defeat 10,000 people. What can we do with thousands of people?
Seeing that the crowd that was about to move seemed frightened, the grain transport officer felt relieved and his eyes became even more disdainful.
These cheap guys are just feeding unskilled wolves, and the whip will never stop!
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he looked around at the crowd several times, and suddenly pointed out: "You, come out." It was the slovenly country man.
The country man came here at Wu Sheng's instigation. As soon as he finished speaking, he ran directly into the crowd. He was lazy and timid by nature. When Wu Sheng bribed him, he only coveted the pork he had not eaten for a long time.
When I arrived at the scene and saw the shining sword, I had no courage in my heart. I wanted to cheat and regret it, but I couldn't bear to part with my other half. I hesitated for a long time.
When the crowd was in commotion, the country man was greedy and thought in his heart: among these thousands of people, everyone is talking, but the official may not be able to hear the last sentence I shouted; even if he can hear it, he may not be able to see clearly that it is me; even if he hears it, he may not be able to see clearly that it is me.
If you can see me clearly, there are so many people, and they may not be able to catch me.
He made a plan, and after shouting, he rushed into the crowd, ducking his head and keeping his body low to cover himself. If he hadn't squeezed in too slowly, he would have slipped out with oil on his feet.
Perhaps it was destined that he would not escape this fate, but the grain transport officer not only heard what he said, but also saw him, and he was able to catch him out without any effort.
After being pulled out of the crowd by several soldiers, the country man still thought of his luck and asked, "What are you pulling me for?"
"What a treacherous person." The grain transport officer looked up and down, pretended to be confused at the country man, and sneered repeatedly: "What?"
"Dare to say it, but dare not admit it?"
The country man was about to defend himself, but the grain transport officer was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. He just stared at the country man fiercely and slowly drew out his long sword.
The movement of drawing the sword is surprisingly slow, so that anyone with a discerning eye can see the deliberateness in it.
Seeing the fear and despair gradually spreading on the country man's face, the grain transport officer's eyes showed a look of satisfaction and his movements became slower and slower.
Like a cat playing with a mouse.
"This fellow just said something inappropriate, and the crime will not lead to death." A clear voice suddenly appeared, implying anger: "Even if it means death, why do you need to tease and humiliate me like this?"
It is Wang Zheng.
The process of enjoyment was interrupted, and the grain transport officer was furious. He followed the sound and saw a young man standing out from the crowd, standing proudly.
Looks familiar?
The grain transport officer looked at that ordinary face with some doubts in his heart. After some recollection, he finally remembered that the last time he stabbed to death a criminal in the same military camp, the young man was like this.
Coming forward unreasonably.
"I remember you." The grain transport officer pointed his sword at Wang Zheng: "Please come forward and speak."
"I also remember your Majesty."
Wang Zheng stepped forward with a calm look on his face, but in the face of such a big event, his heart that should have been throbbing became calmer.
In the huge field, only two people's voices echoed at this moment.
"Do you think this person's crime will not lead to death?"
"Exactly!"
"In your eyes, the sinner last time was not worthy of death?"
"Exactly!"
"That's it." The grain transport officer nodded, and suddenly a sword penetrated deeply into the country man's body, directly breaking his heart.
As the country man fell to the ground weakly, the grain transport officer once again pointed his sword at Wang Zheng. The blade was stained with blood, and his murderous intent became more and more terrifying.
"The following offenses, such as violating military orders, making treacherous remarks, rebelling and causing chaos, will not lead to death in the eyes of a coward like you!"
Facing Wang Zheng's stunned and angry eyes, the grain transport officer laughed ferociously:
"It seems that you are also a rebel!"
Facing the full of malice coming towards him, a smile suddenly appeared on Wang Zheng's face.
In the surprised eyes of the grain transport officer and the surrounding soldiers, the curve of Wang Zheng's mouth became more and more upward, and the smile on his face became more obvious, but he never laughed at all.
The next moment, all the smiles disappeared instantly, and then there was a loud shout.
"Exactly!"
It was as if a thunder broke out in the clear sky and spread throughout the entire venue in an instant.
"Bold..."
Before he finished his official words about transporting grain, he saw Wang Zheng sprinting forward and directly in front of him.
next moment.
A sword light suddenly appeared.
Everyone's eyes blurred, and when they focused their eyes again, all the sword light had converged, leaving only a rain of blood flowing freely in mid-air.
In front of Wang Zheng on the field, there was only a headless figure still dangling.
It turned out that just in the blink of an eye, Wang Zheng had snatched the sword from the grain transport officer, and with one blow, his head fell to the ground.
"The captain was killed!"
The soldiers on the side were unable to react for a moment and were all stunned. The thousands of people from Julu County on the field were also stunned by Wang Zheng's actions.
Just seeing the big head of the grain transport officer rolling round on the ground, worry and fear naturally flashed through the hearts of timid people...
More people are very happy!
"Good kill!"
At this time, Wu Sheng and a group of people shouted in unison: "These dog officials should have been killed if they didn't give us a way to survive!"
"Dear folks."
At this time, Wang Zheng turned around and faced the crowd. Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused, Wang Zheng suddenly raised the sword in his hand.
When he chopped off the head, he used too much force, and a good long sword became a little bent. Under the sunlight, the blood-stained sword actually emitted a sad and bloody rainbow light, with a soul-stirring killing intent.
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"They are all soldiers who serve as state shepherds. Do you know what the soldiers in other places are like except me, Qingzhou?"
Wang Zheng looked indignant, raised his hands, and shouted out of thin air: "Twenty dendrobiums!"
In fact, at this time, let alone Qingzhou, he had no access to information outside Julu County. How could he possibly know the military pay paid by Cao Cao? This was not written in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!
There is definitely a difference in treatment. As for whether the gap is so big, you have to ask God. Anyway, Wang Zheng's purpose is just a prelude to intensify conflicts. As for what if it is exposed later? Only when Qingzhou people are in the mood to confirm their own
When his words were true or false, he no longer had to worry about this issue.
"What did you say? Twenty hu!"
"Before I waited, the most I could get was three to five dendrobiums!"
"Three or five husks of dendrobium are already good, but now I don't want to give even one husk!"
Wang Zheng's words, as expected, aroused everyone's anger. They were not worried about poverty but about inequality. They had long been dissatisfied with the fact that they had handed over so much rice but only had a meager military pay. Now, even the last meager military pay to Cao Cao
Even if they are not willing to give, where have all the rice gone?
Where else can we go? We can only pay soldiers in other places!
Therefore, the people of Qingzhou did not have the slightest doubt about Wang Zheng's rumors that had no evidence to support them. They had been angry for a long time due to the continuous cuts in military pay. Today, after they completely lost it, they also lost their reason.
They subconsciously believed that it was Cao Cao's elite troops and soldiers from other places who swallowed up the rations that were supposed to be theirs!
They are both soldiers, so why is the gap so big? They are very unconvinced!
It’s just that the landlords and officials are putting pressure on us, but how can we be inferior to others even when we are soldiers? Just because we are from Qingzhou?
Wang Zheng, who had always observed the fluctuations in everyone's emotions, was completely relieved at this time. The time had come and the people's support was available, so he no longer hesitated:
"We don't have to worry about other soldiers not cultivating the land; we don't have to care about the rations that our Qingzhou soldiers produce to feed them; the rations are getting less and less, and now they don't even leave a grain of rice for us!"
"This doesn't give us a way to survive! Can we still ignore it?"
"In the attack on Xuzhou, does it mean that we rush to the front and fight desperately, using our lives to clear the way for them?"
"They want us to prepare our own rations? What is this? They sell them and they ask us to count the money for them!"
"Instead of fighting for others, it is better to fight for yourself. If they don't give us rations, we will get them ourselves!"
At this point, Wang Zheng pointed his halberd toward the sky and shouted with all his strength: "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
These eight words have indescribable significance to the people of Qingzhou, especially the Julu people. Many people's eyes suddenly turned red. An old man in the crowd, whose eyes were already dim, burst into tears and became more and more confused.
With hazy hair and excitement, looking at the young man on the stage, he seemed to have become a different person from more than ten years ago.
"This is the Great... Great Master! You are finally back!" The old man suddenly shouted in a heart-breaking voice.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, Wang Zheng was even more startled, but Wu Sheng and others showed a look of surprise, "That's it".
"Yes, I have long thought that this young man looks familiar. Look, he looks exactly like the great wise master when he was young."
"I know! This is reincarnation!"
"Reincarnation? You look at your age. You shouldn't be so old?"
"This must be the result of the great virtuous master who couldn't bear us to continue to suffer and used immortal magic to transform it!"
At this time, Wu Sheng and others also took the opportunity to spread the news about Wang Zheng's "divine power" among the crowd, which aroused strong reactions from everyone. This completely ignited the enthusiasm. What everyone was talking about was no longer "rebellion", but "Wang Zheng".
As the discussion became more and more heated, Wang Zheng was completely speechless.
He thought about building momentum, and he prepared a red snake and the words of gods and ghosts... necessary for rebellion in ancient times.
But he never thought of using such nonsense to build momentum, and he never thought that thousands of people would believe it with an old man's casual words.
Reincarnation? Zhang Jiao died in 184. Even if he was reincarnated, he would still be a child wearing crotchless pants!
Is this body really similar to Zhang Jiao? There was a question mark on his forehead. When he turned around, even the dozen soldiers looked at him as if they were looking up to gods, and they seemed to believe it.
This kind of rhetoric.
In a short period of time, everyone present seemed to be completely convinced that Wang Zheng was a great teacher. Zhang Jiao's influence finally appeared at this moment. No matter whether they were old or timid, everyone had a vague look on their faces.
of fanaticism.
At this moment, they completely believed that as long as the Great Master came back, they could do anything, and they were not afraid of rebelling against anyone!
"Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand!"
Thousands of people raised their arms at the same time and shouted in unison, the momentum was overwhelming.