"In the winter of the seventh year of Guanghe, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, on the banks of the Han River, King Qin Yang of the Ming Dynasty worshiped heaven and earth, erected a large tent with a golden roof, read out the Yellow Turban decree, and swore an oath to go out to conquer the Baibo and Heishan rebellion." - "The Biography of the Three Kingdoms"
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"Huang Tian is above, Zhang Jiao carries out his destiny on behalf of the sky, and sends edicts to all directions. Zhang Jiaoyang's life span has expired, and he will return to heaven soon. It is really a pity for Jiao in his life that he cannot see the peace in the world. However, the grace of the sky is so great, and I, Huang Jiao, are angry.
May the fortunes be prosperous, and heaven has entrusted my son Qin Yang with the great responsibility to hold the authority of Zhang Jiao, control the Yellow Turbans of the world, and seek peace for the people of the world! The generals of the Yellow Turbans and the people of the world will see the laws and decrees as if they saw Zhang Jiao coming in person. Anyone who disobeys will be punished.
Execute him! The great sage and good teacher of Tianfeng, Zhang Jiao wrote it himself."
Ma Yuanyi's voice echoed in the military camp, and all the Yellow Turban generals, including Qin Yang, prostrated themselves on the ground and listened attentively. The Yellow Turban decree was the channel through which Zhang Jiao passed on Huang Tian's orders to the world, and the title of Tian Feng Great Sage and Master was also Zhang Jiao's most orthodox title.
.Zhang Jiao personally passed the throne to Qin Yang, and Qin Yang was the orthodoxy of the Yellow Turban Army! No one has any doubt about this.
Qin Yang stood up, took the decree respectfully, then turned around and said loudly: "Everyone, please be safe!"
"Long live the Yellow Turban! Long live the Great Master of Tianfeng! Long live the Ming King of Tianfeng Yellow Turban!" The shouts were like a tsunami, and everyone's doubts disappeared, and one after another looked at Qin Yang respectfully with burning eyes.
"Okay! Bring me the wine!" Qin Yang nodded slightly, then suddenly pulled out his sword from his waist.
Drops of bright red blood flowed down the fingertips, instantly dyeing the strong wine in the wine bowl red. Qin Yang's voice echoed over the military camp, "According to Huang Tian's order, I, Qin Yang, drink this cup of blood with all the brothers."
Liquor, we are allies in blood, we will kill the traitors together, and revive the Yellow Turbans!"
"Forge an alliance with blood, kill the traitors together, and revive the Yellow Turbans!" In the shouts, the blade of the sword was cold and hot blood flowed. Drops of the blood of the Yellow Turban generals dyed the strong wine in their hands red.
The strong wine was drained, the wine bowl was broken, the blood surged, and the heroic spirit was dry! Qin Yang pointed his sword towards the sky and shouted loudly, "Together we will defeat the traitors, and the Yellow Turban army will march out to fight!"
The low horns sounded, and the thunderous drums rolled. The Yellow Turban Army's 250,000 troops, like a huge beast, suddenly stood up from the bank of the Han River, with an unstoppable power, with a wave that even the earth trembled.
With great prestige, he went straight to Shangyong City to kill.
Later, it was said that Qin Yang's swearing-in ceremony reached Cao Cao's ears, and Cao Cao found Yuan Shao again. The two of them also held a swearing-in alliance in Bohai County. I heard that the momentum of that alliance was even greater than Qin Yang's.
Quite a few.
In Hanzhong City, a war horse raised smoke and dust like the wind. As the knight on the horse shouted "Urgent report!", the war horse quickly rushed into the heavily guarded Holy Land of the Yellow Turban Sect.
"Qin Yang raised the banner of the Yellow Turban King of Heaven, sat in the golden dome tent, and 250,000 troops came to Shangyong City?!..." Bo Cai squinted his slender eyes, and gently touched with his slender white fingers.
Knocking on the table.
"Is there any other news about Peng Tuo?" asked a bearded man in the hall.
"No, General Peng just said that he hopes that the Holy Lady and Master Qu will make a decision and issue an edict. Within a day of the edict, 50,000 Black Mountain troops and 50,000 Baibo troops will defend Shangyong City for a whole day!"
"Okay, you go down."
After sending away the soldier who delivered the message, Bocai looked at the other white-faced scholar present.
"Commander Guo, what do you think?"
Military Advisor Guo smiled slightly and said: "Let General Peng withdraw his troops and give up Shangyong..."
"Guo Baitai! What do you mean? There are not only 50,000 Black Mountain Army soldiers in Shangyong City, but also 50,000 Baibo Army soldiers! Without Shangyong City as a support, if Qin Yang chases and kills the troops when they withdraw, I am afraid it will
Heavy losses!" The bearded man slapped the case and stood up.
"General Yang Feng, don't be anxious..." Guo Baitai seemed to be used to Yang Feng's yelling, and said slowly: "Not long ago, Qin Yang defeated the empire's 500,000-strong army with 300,000 weak yellow scarf troops, and also won the imperial labor force.
One hundred thousand dans of grain and grass, their morale is strong. Moreover, they successfully defused our army's counterinsurgency plan, which shows that the morale of the army is stable. I'm afraid Zhang Yan and Peng Tuo can't hold on to Shangyong City. Even if we don't withdraw, I'm afraid Shangyong's side
, that old fox, Yang Feng, the military advisor of the Montenegrin Army, won’t insist on trying to lose all his wealth..."
"Then according to the wishes of the military advisor, we withdraw our troops?" Bo Cai narrowed his eyes and looked at Guo Baitai.
Guo Baitai smiled and said meaningfully: "I don't dare to talk nonsense about this. Withdrawing troops is just a suggestion. This kind of matter still needs to be adjudicated by the saint..."
"What is so important? Do you still need me to decide?" The door of the hall was pushed open with a "squeak", and with a crisp sound, a huge figure blocked the light outside the door.
"See the saint!" Bo Cai, Guo Baitai, and Yang Feng hurriedly stood up and bowed to the visitor.
"Okay, you know that I don't like these useless etiquette, so please don't do it."
"Saint...your face..." Yang Feng looked at the petite figure who walked in, and then glanced at the huge yellow scarf warrior standing proudly outside the door with fear, and said hesitantly.
"Is this the mask?" The saint casually touched the bronze mask with teeth and claws on her face that looked as ferocious as a demon, and with a wave of her hand, the yellow scarf warrior at the door respectfully closed the hall door.
"Didn't Mrs. Guo Baitai say that my appearance is not powerful enough? Isn't this enough? Mrs. Guo Baitai, do you think I look scary enough now?"
"This..." Guo Baitai felt the strange looks from Bo Cai and Yang Feng, and couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. Oh my god, how could the saintly virgin of the Yellow Turban Sect dress up like the leader of a cult? Could it be that she is?
Because of a casual sentence he sent? Guo Baitai suddenly felt as if he had sinned very seriously.
"Hey, why are you hesitant? Speak quickly!" The saint still refused to let go of Guo Baitai, with the ferocious bronze mask dangling in front of Guo Baitai's eyes.
"Ahem...!"
The sound of Bo Cai and Yang Feng coughing violently at the same time woke up Guo Baitai. Guo Baitai quickly took a step back and said seriously: "Return to the saint, this majesty is enough... But the saint looks like a fairy and is the most beautiful woman in the world. This mask
It’s too ugly and not worthy of the saint’s beautiful face. Why don’t we study the military situation first and then replace it in two days?”
"Change?" The bright eyes in the two eye holes of the bronze mask flickered, as if he was seriously considering Guo Baitai's suggestion.
"No! I spent a lot of money to buy this from a juggler on the street. That's it! If it's not pretty enough, can you just touch up my makeup?"
The saint's attitude was resolute and resolute, and she immediately pulled Guo Baitai towards the door.
"Let's go! I have a lot of rouge, gouache, etc., give me a good painting! Hey? Don't run! Dahuang, catch Guo Baitai! Yes, yes! Carry it away and let him touch up my makeup! ...
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"Saintess, please spare your life! The military situation in Shangyong City is urgent, and we still need to discuss the withdrawal with the saint...ah! Uh, uh..."
The huge palm of the yellow scarf warrior covered Guo Baitai's entire face tightly. No matter how much Guo Baitai struggled, the yellow scarf warrior seemed to be indifferent to the pain and persisted in carrying him and strode away.
"Holy girl, this is a matter of superiority..." Bo Cai and Yang Feng looked at each other, and finally Bo Cai said bravely, wiping his cold sweat.
"I don't care about the war, you just have to deal with it! Just don't hurt my brother Baiqi and brother Mancheng. By the way, you must bring me the head of that thief Qin Yang! Let's go!"
Bo Cai and Yang Feng watched the petite figure leave and breathed out secretly. Then they mourned Guo Baitai for a while with a "compassionate heart" before taking their seats again.
"Shuai Qu, do you think Military Advisor Guo will die?"
"Probably not..."
"But I heard that Commander Wang was taken to dye his clothes by the saint last month, and he is still bedridden after he came back."
"What disease?"
"It is said that the dye contains itching powder, enough to itch a cow to death..."
"Close the door! General Yang, who do you think is more suitable to be our military advisor if Military Advisor Guo is no longer here?..."
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