"The Barbarians of the Southern Wilderness, the Little Barbarian King Meng You and King Wanli Qin, meet His Royal Highness the Yellow Turban Ming King——!"
A loud voice suddenly sounded outside the camp where the Golden Roof Tent was located. The soldier who delivered the order almost used up all his strength in his voice, as if he wanted to let the people in the city, especially those who were still in the Golden Roof Tent, speak.
All the envoys from the princes heard the news clearly.
During this period of time, the Yellow Turban Army has been too depressed. Trapped in Ruyin, Hanzhong fell, the princes under the Yellow Turban banner were scattered, and the Yellow Turban Army was on the verge of collapse. All of this made everyone think that the glory of the Yellow Turban Army was about to become history, and the world had already
No one wants to have anything to do with the Yellow Turban Army anymore.
Nowadays, the barbarians in the Southern Wilderness don't care about this at all. They openly send the young barbarian king Meng You into Ruyin City in the name of King Qin, risking the enemy of all the princes in the world to aid the Yellow Turban Army. This is comparable to those who keep talking about benevolence, justice and morality, and use the Central Plains
The princes of the superior clan are too powerful.
"Under the banner of the Yellow Turban, the Little Barbarian King Meng You of the Southern Wilderness meets His Highness Prince Ming!" Covered in animal skins and with a body as strong as an iron tower, the Little Barbarian King Meng You strode into the golden-domed tent, in front of the Yellow Turban generals and Ma Dai
Waiting for the envoy to face Qin Yang, he gave the barbarians the most solemn gift of a monarch and his ministers.
At this moment, calm has returned to the golden-domed tent. Under Qin Yang's words, the generals are no longer as shocked as when they just heard the news of going south. At this moment, they saw that Meng You had also arrived in Ruyin.
City, they already knew that Qin Yang's decision could never be changed.
"Little Barbarian King, there is no need to be so polite. On behalf of the Yellow Turban Army, I, Qin Yang, would like to thank the Barbarians for their help." Under the bronze mask, Qin Yang's expression could not be seen, but the sincerity in his words was obvious.
Meng You stubbornly bowed and said: "His Highness said this because he looked down on us barbarians. Although our barbarians are located in the southern wilderness and cannot compare with the wealth of the Central Plains. However, we also know what Xinnuo is. That day in Ge
In the Battle of Po, after our barbarian tribe was defeated, we swore to serve His Highness King Ming as our lord. Now that our lord is in trouble, we, the Southern Wilderness, will do our best for His Highness even if we risk the lives of the 2.4 million barbarian tribesmen!"
Meng You's words were sonorous and powerful, echoing continuously in the silent golden-domed tent. Two and a half million tribesmen are indeed pitiful compared to the states in the Central Plains. You must know that Lu Bu summoned the demon lord in the first place. Only in Shou
Two million people were slaughtered in one spring. In normal times, even the dominant princes in the Central Plains would not take such a weak nation seriously. But at this time, they dared to stand up when the Yellow Turban Army was in decline.
Go out and use the whole clan to help, what kind of courage is this!
"Good! What a loyal family!" Silver-armored Ma Chao couldn't help but praise.
"That's right! Barbarian brothers, don't talk about the etiquette of the rich in the Central Plains. In my eyes, Zhang Yan, you are the real men! This is much better than those sanctimonious guys!" Zhang Yan praised Meng You, but his eyes were filled with laughter.
Staring at the envoys from the princes in the tent.
At this time, Ma Dai and others were already extremely embarrassed, secretly regretting in their hearts that they should not have accepted their master's dispatch to Ruyin. Even Hu Che'er, who had been the most arrogant just now, couldn't help but feel ashamed and did not dare to fight with Zhang Yan.
Their eyes met. You must know that their respective lords once swore a blood alliance with Qin Yang. They respected the Yellow Turban and Qin Yang as the leader. However, the barbarians in the Southern Wilderness only verbally agreed to obey the Yellow Turban.
It's just the dispatch of the army.
After a while, Qin Yang spoke again: "Since Brother Meng You said so, I won't be polite. Before you came this time, your brother, the Barbarian King, must have told you everything, right?"
Meng You then stood up and said: "Reporting to Your Highness, my eldest brother and sister-in-law have already told me what happened here. And we also heard some news on the way from the Southern Wasteland to this place. My eldest brother has been deeply involved in the demon lord's troubles.
I understand. Your Highness single-handedly defeated the demon lord and saved the world. It was a supreme salvation act. But these greedy Central Plains people still made a fuss about this matter. They wanted to put Your Highness to death. We barbarians all
I have long been filled with righteous indignation and cannot stand it anymore.”
"The words of the Little Man King are wrong... How could we forget His Highness's mission to save the common people? It's just because His Highness Prince Ming has also become a demon and is likely to become the second demon lord, so we will leave His Highness...
"At this time, Wang Fang, the envoy from Chang'an, opened his mouth to argue.
"You fart!" Before Wang Fang could finish his words, Meng You shouted angrily: "So what if you are a demon? Don't say that we, the barbarians, don't believe that His Highness has become a demon. Even if His Highness really turns into a demon, that will only save the whole world.
The hero! Your savior! Is this how you, the so-called princes who swore allegiance to His Highness, treat your benefactor?"
Speaking of this, Meng You's eyes fell on Qin Yang again and said loudly: "Your Highness, my eldest brother said that the people of the Central Plains do not believe in faith. But we barbarians only believe in truth. Now my army of 100,000 barbarians is in the south of the city.
, as long as His Highness gives the order, our one hundred thousand lives belong to His Highness! Even if we spend them all, we will have no regrets! If His Highness feels tired, then our Southern Wilderness welcomes His Highness and the brothers of the Yellow Turban Army at any time.
, Nothing else, just enough wine and food! If anyone dares to come to Southern Wilderness to disturb His Highness, then be prepared to step on the corpses of our 2.4 million people!"
"Okay -!" Meng You's words fell to the ground, and there was a roar of cheers in the entire golden-domed tent. Which of the Yellow Turban Army soldiers here is not a strong-willed man, and which one is not a passionate man? Meng You's words are undoubtedly
It once again aroused the passion in their hearts. Although the Yellow Turban Army and the Barbarian Army fought on the battlefield and left each other with scars, but for men, what is blood? Even if they lose their lives, it doesn't matter! If you dare to speak out, no matter what
Real men are those who fear power and protect their faith!
Qin Yang smiled. Although no one could see Qin Yang's smile under the bronze mask, under the light in the tent, the twinkling crystals in his star-like eyes could be vaguely seen.
"Generals, the brothers of the Barbarian Army are already waiting outside the city to welcome us into southern Xinjiang. Do you have any other opinions?" Qin Yang tried his best to suppress his emotions and said calmly.
"We are willing to go to the Southern Wilderness with His Highness to re-create the glory of the Yellow Turbans!" The generals no longer had any objections at this time and shouted in unison.
"Very good!" Qin Yang nodded, then turned around and said calmly to Ma Dai and others: "Generals, you must have seen my determination. Now I have to discuss with the Little Man King about going south, and I also want to invite a few more
Go back first. By the way, I would like to tell your lords that I, Qin Yang, thank you for your help. I also hope that when my Yellow Turban Army returns to the Central Plains in the future, it is best for us not to meet on the battlefield."
"As ordered..." Ma Dai, Hu Che'er, Wang Fang, and Tian Kai had no intention of staying any longer at this moment. Seeing this situation, they, who were also military generals, wished they could find a crack in the ground to crawl in, or even worse.
It was a joy to fight with the Yellow Turbans with real swords and spears for a while. At this moment, Qin Yang's words made them feel relieved. They hurriedly bowed and left.
"Brother... take care!" When Ma Dai passed by Ma Chao, he took a deep look at his brother and said sincerely. No one knows how much Ma Dai now envies Ma Chao for being able to follow Qin Yang and be able to live as much as he wants.
With his own passion and pride. No one knew that Ma Dai held the letter from his father Ma Teng persuading Ma Chao to leave the Yellow Turban Army and return to Xiliang so tightly in his hand, but finally did not have the courage to take it out...
"Take care!" Ma Chao nodded fiercely, looking at his brother who was the same as him. At this moment, the general who was on the battlefield couldn't help but choke in his heart. This time we say goodbye, and if we meet again, we may be enemies on the battlefield.
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The four envoys left, and they left sadly in the proud eyes of all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army. They knew that this army, which had created countless brilliance on the battlefields of the world, would not leave this stage so easily.
.Maybe one year, maybe five years, in the near future, when the Yellow Turban Army appears again, it will definitely make all the enemies waiting for victory outside the city feel terrified!
Another place is Cao Cao's army camp in the north of Ruyin City and the Chinese army's tent.
At this moment, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, and Sun Quan, three powerful princes with royal auras, were sitting in the tent silently with their most trusted advisors.
"Prime Minister Cao, I wonder what benefits Qin Yang has given you? Can the Prime Minister make such a decision?" Zhou Yu, who was beside Sun Quan, suddenly broke the silence and said coldly. He has always been extremely arrogant, not to mention that Cao Cao is not his lord, so he spoke
He didn't give Cao Cao any face at all.
"Gong Jin! Don't talk nonsense! Is Prime Minister Cao the kind of person who is greedy for profit and forgets justice?!" Zhou Yu did not give Cao Cao face, but Sun Quan still needed to come out to smooth things over.
After scolding Zhou Yu, Sun Quan said to the unkind-looking Cao Cao: "Prime Minister Cao, don't be surprised. Zhou Yu is outspoken. If there is any conflict, please forgive me... But I have doubts in my heart. I don't know why the Prime Minister is like this?"
"Hmph, what an outspoken person..." Cao Cao snorted, but he couldn't say anything more at this time. He just said lightly: "Don't Marquis Wu see it yet? Although the Yellow Turban Army is surrounded now, there are still people in Ruyin City.
There are hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, and the hundred-footed insects are not dead. If Qin Yang is desperate and gives a desperate blow, will we be able to get any benefits? What's more, there are tens of thousands of miles outside Nancheng who have come to help.
Tens of thousands of powerful barbarian troops. That’s why I thought that instead of fighting to the death with Qin Yang, it would be better to let them live and let them escape to the southern wilderness and away from the Central Plains."
"Haha, what Prime Minister Cao said makes sense..." At this moment, before Sun Quan could speak, Zhuge Liang said with a smile.
"That makes sense? Does Mr. Zhuge also think that Qin Yang should be let go? Don't forget, it was Mr. Zhuge who came up with the idea to besiege Qin Yang, and he also designed to seize Hanzhong from the Yellow Turban Army. Does Mr. Zhuge think Qin Yang really wants to quit?
Why don't you go to the Southern Wilderness to take care of your old age while fighting for the world?" Zhou Yu looked directly at Zhuge Liang and said coldly.
"Haha, Governor Zhou is right." Zhuge Liang smiled faintly, shook his feather fan and said, "Not only that, but Governor Zhou also ignored the most important point. That is the southern wilderness where Qin Yang is going, but it is far away from my lord.
Liu Bei's territory is the closest. If Qin Yang really leads his troops out of the Southern Wilderness, then we will be his first target."
"Hmph, it's good to know!" Zhou Yu snorted coldly and nodded. In his opinion, as long as Liu Bei and his side were tied to the same chariot, Cao Cao would probably be forced to send troops to annihilate Qin Yang together.
"But..." Zhuge Liang suddenly changed the subject and said: "As Prime Minister Cao said, Qin Yang still has the strength to fight, and there is also the help of the Southern Wilderness Barbarian Army. With the current strength of Qin Yang, we can attack Jingzhou
The strength of the Jingzhou Army was greatly damaged. The troops in the north who attacked Prime Minister Cao must have had a hard time. And what if they attacked Jiangdong with all their strength? The result can be imagined... Then let me put it bluntly, now look at the world
, the only ones who can dominate are the three Ming Gongs here. I wonder if Governor Zhou is willing to bear the death blow of the Yellow Turban Army and make Wu Hou withdraw from the world war?"
"This..." Zhou Yu was stunned by Zhuge Liang's question and was at a loss for words. In terms of intelligence, Zhou Yu was definitely not inferior to Zhuge Liang, but in terms of eloquence, Zhuge Liang was far superior to Zhou Yu.
"Okay. Since everyone has different opinions and it's useless to argue with each other, let's vote and make a decision." At this point, Cao Cao already understood what Zhuge Liang meant. And Zhuge Liang's meaning was naturally what Liu Bei meant, so
Cao Cao was the first to suggest.
Seeing what Cao Cao said, the other two naturally had no choice but to nod in agreement. The natural result is conceivable. If he can get the loyalty of the princes under Qin Yang's command, Cao Cao will certainly support Qin Yang's march south. And under Zhuge Liang's persuasion
, Liu Bei had already agreed. After all, he had already captured Jingzhou and Hanzhong in this battle, and Xichuan also surrendered. He did not want to force the Yellow Turban Army too hard and cause his victory to be taken away by others.
As for Sun Quan, he gained the least in this battle. But with his Jiangdong army, he could barely compete with Qin Yang at most. What's more, he also had the reputation of leading a victorious army and slaying demons to unify the Yangtze River.
Soochow. So although I was unwilling in my heart, I had to agree. So, the so-called "Demon-Slaying Alliance" officially collapsed under this secret meeting of the three major princes.
"In the summer of the third year of Jian'an under Emperor Xian of the Han Empire, the Yellow Turban Army, which had been trapped in Ruyin City for a long time, finally made a request to the three princes that the Yellow Turban Army should go south to the southern border and withdraw from the Central Plains. After discussion, the three princes allowed all the Yellow Turban Army to leave.
His Majesty the Emperor Xian of the Empire personally issued an edict from the Emperor, conferring Qin Yang the title of King of Southern Xinjiang and permanently guarding Southern Xinjiang. Three days later, Cao Jun from the north, Liu Bei's army from Jingzhou, and Sun Quan's army from Jiangdong, totaling 750,000 troops, arrayed themselves in Ruyin.
In the south of the city, the south gate of Ruyin is wide open. The Yellow Turban Ming King Qin Yanggong leads his army southward." - "The Biography of the Three Kingdoms"
The strong wind was raging and dust filled the sky. The sound of "rumbling" sounded and the south gate of Ruyin City slowly opened.
"According to the decree of His Majesty the Emperor of the Han Empire, the Yellow Turban King Ming was entrusted with the title of Southern Xinjiang. Set off today!" Guan Hai's loud voice came out with the opening of the city gate, facing the strong wind and reaching the ears of every warrior outside Nancheng.
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"Yellow turban, yellow turban, yellow turban!" A moment later, a majestic cry rang out. Groups of soldiers lined up and shouted out from the city. Bright yellow flags fluttered in the wind, reflecting the soldiers outside the city who were supervising the departure of the Yellow Turban Army.
in the eyes.
Is this the Yellow Turban Army that was once invincible in the world and made all the princes change their expressions?! Everyone outside the city opened their eyes wide, as if they had just begun to defeat this army known as the strongest in the world.
But when I was proud, my eyes suddenly froze.
The tattered military uniforms, and the sallow and thin faces that looked like refugees came into everyone's eyes. The siege lasted for more than twenty days, the nerves were tense day and night, the food and grass were cut off, the water was scarce, and the hot weather. Everything was about to end.
This army, with its many honours, was worn out by torture.
Only those pairs of eyes full of pride and the flags still raised high in the raging wind can prove to everyone what a powerful army this is. This is the will of the Yellow Turbans
, the body may be broken, the armor may wither, but the swords and guns are still sharp, the flag is still high, and the pride of the Yellow Turban Army remains unshakable!
"Long live the Yellow Turbans! Long live the Montenegrin Army!" The Montenegrin cavalry, which once had countless glorious achievements in the battlefield, came out. Due to the shortage of food, the soldiers had to bear the pain and eat war horses to satisfy their hunger. Many soldiers even rode two war horses together.
But the knights on the war horses were all proudly shouting their most familiar slogans. It was as if they were not the ones who left in defeat, but the enemies in the distance who claimed to be victorious.
"Long live the Yellow Turbans!" Immediately afterwards, the Silver Armored Cavalry, the Houtu Camp Heavy Armor, the Huangtian Camp, the Shenji Camp... any of these teams that can stand out from the crowd in the world proudly shouted slogans and filed out. Likewise.
Ragged clothes, the same sallow complexion, and of course the same arrogance and the same flag held high!
Qin Yang appeared. He did not ride a horse, but walked among the army. This is not because he can downplay his existence, but because he wants to remember the land he has walked step by step. One day
, he will follow the original path and walk back proudly!
Turning his head to look at the already stunned soldiers of the Demon-Slaying Alliance in the distance on both sides, a contemptuous smile flashed across Qin Yang's lips. In the distance, the brothers Meng Huo and Meng You, the Barbarian King, had already lined up and were waiting to greet Qin Yang, looking at him from a distance.
With the barbarian soldiers' extremely majestic physiques, Qin Yang knew that he had made the right choice...
"Guan Hai! Sing!"
"Your Highness, what are you singing?"
"Sing the one I taught you best! Everyone sing it loudly! Let them hear the courage of our Yellow Turban Army!"
"Oh, okay!" Walking beside Qin Yang, Guan Hai cleared his throat vigorously, exhaled and said, "It's a long road for me to take..."
In an instant, all the Yellow Turban Army soldiers were refreshed in the wind and sand! The next moment, almost everyone sang loudly. The majestic singing shook the earth, blended with countless iron-like backs, and lingered in the strong wind for a long time...
"The road is long and long for me to travel,
With courage and enthusiasm.
Find myself and my true feelings,
Where you stop is your hometown.
Throw yourself into the blazing fire of destiny,
No matter how much the gain or loss is.
Accompany you in the world,
Don't be nervous about the past.
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Welcome the sun, moon and thousands of miles of wind,
Please cool the breeze and wash away my madness.
The next day I will lie down drunk and enjoy myself,