Bang!

The door was slammed shut by Dong Zhuo, who was in a very unhappy mood at the moment!

"Damn it, I have worked hard for the Han Dynasty and put down so many Qiang rebellions. Now I have traveled thousands of miles from Liangzhou to this place with the imperial court's order. I have not slacked off at all along the way. As a result, I am now reduced to being bullied by my juniors.

To the point of ridicule!”

Dong Zhuo's voice was loud and unabashed, so the three Liu Bei brothers who had just left the house heard it clearly!

Zhang Fei was furious immediately. Just when he was about to turn around and spit out the fragrance, he was pulled by Liu Bei and slowly shook his head at him. Then he withdrew his pure black aura and left cursingly.

"Third brother, you just got excited!"

"No matter what, Dong Zhuo is the current coach. If you take action, he may even be a bit evil and can directly plant the spoils of rebellion for you. There were at least 3,000 cavalry near the camp just now. Although my three brothers can fight them out together,

But what about the future?" Liu Bei asked seriously.

As Liu Bei, who was recognized by the clan and awarded a title to his ancestors, he knew the clan's heritage better than anyone else. The Han family's heritage was far stronger than outsiders imagined!

"What? Dong Zhuo is so insidious? I felt at first glance that he is not a good person!" Zhang Fei cursed, his voice was like thunder, and it spread directly!

Liu Bei acted as if he didn't hear this and didn't care!

If they break up, they will break up. Anyway, Dong Zhuo is an old official of the Yuan family, and he is an authentic descendant of the Han Dynasty. If they fall out with each other, the court will feel relieved.

Presumably Dong Zhuo also meant this!

A moment later, inside the camp.

"But there is some truth in what he said. Second brother and third brother, do you feel that the Yellow Turban Army has undergone some drastic changes in recent times?"

Guan Yu did not answer immediately, but stroked his long beard and began to think. As for Zhang Fei, he also calmed down for a rare moment, waiting for the two brothers to discuss.

"I don't know, I can't understand. It stands to reason that whether it is iron or grain, it is the county town, and it has the largest number among the county towns. However, the Yellow Turban Army seems to have a special liking for the Zhuangzi, towns, and villages below. Their numbers are getting bigger and bigger.

There are many, but can we still be as united as we were at the beginning?"

After looking around, Liu Bei took out a talisman and covered the entire tent. Then he stretched out his hands and pulled the heads of Zhang Fei and Guan Yu over. The three people's heads were next to each other, and their foreheads touched together.

"Brother Wei is talking about those rumors!"

"Some rumors say that there are thousands of powerful crossbows in the Yellow Turban Army. It is precisely because of these powerful crossbows that they were able to defeat those Zhuangzi effortlessly."

"There are also rumors that the leader of the Yellow Turban Army is no longer Zhang Jiao, but a young man. And this young man calls himself the First Emperor. What do you think, second brother?"

After stroking his beard again, Guan Yu finally spoke: "I don't understand. There should be strong crossbows, not thousands. They are just exaggerating the number of enemies after a failure to escape responsibility. The credibility is not high."

, but hundreds of powerful crossbows are still possible,"

"I heard that Zhang Jiao had contact with the eunuchs in the palace before the Taiping Dao rebellion. It must have been stolen from the Northern Army's treasury at that time."

"As for the change of leader in Taipingdao, this is even more impossible. If Zhang Jiao is alive, the leader cannot be someone else. If Zhang Jiao is dead, how could the Yellow Turban Army not react at all?"

"As for calling himself the First Emperor, I think it's just a case of jumping over the wall. There's nothing I can do about it." At this point, Guan Yu was still stroking his beard, but he suddenly blinked.

"But we can't take it lightly. If nothing else, the three of us brothers need to join forces to equal the Chongtongzi alone. Moreover, when Dong Zhuo arrived one month ago, there were only 2,700 Flying Bear Army left out of the 3,000.

There are still many injured people. I suspect that he fought with the Yellow Turban Army on the road, but he suffered a loss, so he is so timid..."

…

"Everyone thought that I was scared out of my wits by the Yellow Turban Army. I also climbed out of a pile of dead people back then. How could I be afraid of death? I just wanted to be safer."

Gudu

Gudu

Gudu

Dong Zhuo drank heavily, and a lot of the wine flowed down his beard and wet his clothes. He hadn't been like this for a long time, but this time he was really unsure.

When he thought that the Yellow Turban Army might have thousands or even more powerful crossbows, he lost all will to fight!

"But the soldiers in the camp couldn't wait any longer. They came here to perform meritorious service, not to stay in the camp all the time and not go anywhere. Previously, my father-in-law could use the excuse that the cavalry had not arrived and suppressed a group of soldiers.

Suppress them, now..." Niu Fu shook his head directly.

I can’t hold it in any longer!

If the pressure continues, there is a possibility of mutiny!

…

Dong Zhuo was worried about the upcoming decisive battle, 70% of them were worried about himself, his own future, and the situation he would face after failure. The other 30% were worried about the big man and the world!

Although he cannot be said to be a good person today, he is definitely not the Dong Xiangguo who slept on the dragon bed in the future. His strength is not to that level, and his ambition is completely incomparable to that time.

And what about Ying Zheng?

He is busy with something big or small!

Outside Guangzong City, somewhere in the mountains.

The terrain here is quite dangerous, with mountains to the east, rivers to the west, jungles to the south, and only the plains to the north. There is an altar on the plains!

The altar is made of five-color soil, and on top of the altar is a lonely head. There is no trace of flesh and blood on this head, only the purest bones are left!

In these barren mountains and ridges, when the cold wind blows, you can still hear the howling of wolves from time to time. Facing this skull, even in broad daylight, there is a sense of splendor, which makes people unable to help but look up at the sky.

, it seems that only the sun in the sky can make people feel at ease and warm.

At noon, when the Yang Qi between heaven and earth reached its limit, a faint blue flame suddenly appeared in the core of the originally motionless skull!

Ying Zheng tapped his right hand lightly from deep inside, and a drop of black water-like creation magic entered the blue flame. In an instant, the flame grew several times out of thin air, directly covering the entire skull.

After a moment, the skull took the initiative to fly.

Snapped!

A white jade-like handprint was printed on the skull. Before he knew what was going on, the skull was slapped on the altar.

Boom!

There was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, seeming to have discovered the fact that Wang Mang was resurrected. The sky suddenly darkened, and a blue thunderbolt appeared instantly, hitting the skull that had just landed on the altar.

Click, click, click, along with the sound of broken bones, the complete skull was reduced to bits and pieces, and the blue flames were reduced at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Save me quickly, and I will definitely reward you generously!" When he said these words, the flames were still about one foot in size.

"Help, help!" At this moment, the flames were only three inches in size, and Wang Mang's tone was not as choked as it was at first.

"You always have your purpose in resurrecting me. As long as you can save Gu Yi's life, you can do whatever you want me to do!" When the flame was only an inch in size, Wang Mang no longer held it, and the last sentence was changed from "I" to "I"

Got me.

This head is Wang Mang's head. It was a gift given to Zhang Jiao by the aristocratic family in order to deal with Cangtian. When it was in the hands of Ying Zheng, it became a tool to resurrect Wang Mang.

This world is a middle-level mysterious world of Zhengerbajing, which is on the same level as the recovered Great Qin. Theoretically speaking, there should be a lot of masters, real people emerge in endlessly, and there must be at least one perfect person.

But based on what he saw and heard in the recent period, as well as the history Taipingdao collected through Taoist sects, aristocratic families, and poor families, Ying Zheng discovered something was wrong!

Everything that is wrong points directly to the Kyushu barrier set up by the Han Dynasty four hundred years ago when it was founded!

According to historical records, there were endless immortal-level masters in the pre-Qin years, but by the end of Qin there were very few. And when the Han Dynasty was established, there was no one on the surface.

Some people may have known the secret four hundred years ago, and those old immortals hiding in the blessed land may also have known it, but Zhang Jiao didn't know it, and neither did Ying Zheng!

Since you don’t know, then find someone who does!

Who to look for?

Wang Mang!

When a country attacks another country, what it needs most is a leading party!

Because the leading party knows enough about the other party's intelligence, knows their true and false, and also knows where their weaknesses are. If they find the weaknesses, they will get twice the result with half the effort!

Therefore, Jiang Ziya, who had been a mid-level official in Chaoge and had broad experience, was personally invited by King Wen and entrusted with an important task.

The same is true for the cute Hong Chengchou.

As a senior civil servant in the Ming Dynasty, he was clearly aware of the power struggle within the Ming Dynasty, the struggle between literati, and the struggle between literati and the emperor...

What are the weaknesses of the Ming Dynasty? If you look at it in the 21st century, you can find it everywhere on the Internet. But at the end of the Ming Dynasty, only senior officials of Hong Chengchou's level could know it clearly!

And Wang Mang is the party chosen by Ying Zheng to lead the way!

But at this moment, Ying Zheng suddenly discovered something very interesting.

"Please, help me!" When the flames were only one finger high, Wang Mang finally became anxious. As for what he was thinking in his heart, only he knew clearly.

"I have been resurrected for the second time. After this death, it is difficult to come back again. What is your purpose in resurrecting me? It can't be to witness my death again? No matter what your purpose is, tell me first, maybe I will

It can help.”

"I am the Bai Emperor's son. I have many friends and experiences. I know the biggest secret of the big man, and I also know where the big man's flaws are..." The blue flame is about to extinguish, and it seems that it only takes a few breaths.

, but Wang Mang is still making his last effort.

After finally being resurrected, who would want to continue to die?
Chapter completed!