The big man said, "You promise me not to make noise, don't alarm the other side of the stage." Otherwise, even I won't be able to protect you!"

Qi Han hurriedly nodded in agreement, but his brows furrowed deeply.

I thought to myself, "What's going on?" Listening to what this big man said, he didn't seem to want the people over there to notice me, and he stayed here to protect me...... And why did they carry me here captive?"

Seeing that he was so obedient, he was really not noisy or noisy, his moist red lips were slightly opened, and the round and full jade teeth of the rhinoceros were exposed, and the young man was quiet and indifferent, his skin was bright and snowy, and his eyebrows were like a smile under the moonlight. For a while, he was stunned by his gaze, and his big face turned red. Qi Han couldn't help but wonder when he saw this person staring at his face with straight eyes, and said secretly, he looked simple and pure, but why did his eyes flicker at this moment, as if he was ashamed and a little ashamed?

He didn't know that this big man was shocked by his appearance for a while, and he remembered that he had tied up the wrong person, so he was ashamed.

Before Qi Han could think deeply, there was already a stirring pain in his mouth, it turned out that the big man stretched out his rough fingers and rudely took out the hemp core, obviously strained the wound again, and a lot of blood flowed out. Qi Han vomited in the grass, but frowned tightly and did not complain.

He didn't know that for this big man, this action was already extremely careful. It's just that the other party is nervous and his fingers are shaking when he touches such a handsome person for the first time.

The big man craned his neck and peeked at the boy. Ben was afraid that he would not be able to endure the severe pain and scream, and he kept looking around nervously, for fear that someone would find out that there was something abnormal in this place. He threw the hemp core into the grass, but when he turned his head, he saw that Qi Han's face was pale with pain, and his head was full of sweat, so he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

Qi Han wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, secretly thinking that this strong man's heart was not bad, so he tried to communicate with him. He said in a low voice: "Why did the strong man arrest me here?"

He probably saw some clues, but he had more doubts in his heart, and at this moment he couldn't wait to leave here and go back to Beixincheng.

Dahan glanced at Qi Han, his lips twitched a few times, and a pair of thick eyebrows were tightly twisted, which seemed to be quite difficult. In the end, he shook his head, tensed his face, and didn't say a word.

"What's your name?" Qi Han sighed secretly, ready to paraphrase his words. The assembly on the other side of the high platform seemed to be about to start, and Qi Han became more and more anxious in his heart.

The big man glanced at him and was silent.

Qi Han saw that he had encountered a saw-mouthed gourd, and he was just helpless in his heart, and asked again: "Big brother...... Can you let me go?" he saw that the big man's face was different, so he boldly tried it.

Unexpectedly, this time the big man listened, so he simply turned his back and stopped looking at him.

Qi Han glanced at the man's furrowed eyebrows, and became more aware of the other party's embarrassment, and felt even more surprised in his heart. He didn't want this man to be difficult, but although there was nothing to do at the moment, it didn't mean that he wouldn't end up when those bandit leaders cleaned up the mess. He didn't want to sit still.

"Big brother, can you loosen the tie for me? This hemp rope is tied too tightly, and it is easy to waste it if the blood is not passed. Qi Han showed weakness, and pointed at his tightly bound hands and feet. As long as this hemp rope can be loosened by half an inch, maybe he can wait for him......

The big man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and glanced at Qi Han suspiciously, seeing that his eyes were gentle and pure, and he didn't seem to have any other intentions. Glancing at his tight hands and feet again, he really turned around and relieved him.

Qi Han thanked him and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes flashed over the red marks on his wrist, but he didn't care. He tilted his body slightly, his eyes flashed, and then he began to patrol the terrain around him.

"My name is Wei Hong. ”

Qi Han was looking at himself, but unexpectedly, the big man suddenly said his surname.

Qi Han hurriedly retracted his gaze, and replied to him with a pair or not: "Which Hong? Hongyan's Hong, or the Hong's Hong? ”

The big man shook his head, and it could be seen that there was no word. Hearing Qi Han ask about the specific words, his face seemed to be embarrassed, and after thinking for a while, he used the big knife in his hand to scratch the mud and sand a few times, leaving a crooked and ugly glyph, obviously this person is illiterate. Qi Han nodded after seeing it, and bowed down to salute: "It turned out to be Hongyi's Hong, not bad." Brother Wei Hong is good. ”

Wei Hong heard him pronounce his name in a very clear voice, and he actually had an indescribable pleasant feeling. couldn't help grinning, smiled at Qi Han, and said proudly: "It was from my father's master of the Tomon Pavilion." I heard that a pig was slaughtered at that time, and he gave the master ten catties of pork. The words were simple and full of local flavor, and it seemed that he was really satisfied with his name.

Qi Han listened, but he frowned and pondered.

Wei Hong, naturally, he had never heard of this name, and he did not remember that it appeared in the records of the late Han Dynasty. In fact, nowadays, these people are no longer called yellow scarves.

According to his memory, if there were no major changes in the world, then since Zhang Jiao's death, Huangfu Song, Zhu Jun and others led the army to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion. The remnants of the Yellow Turban Army flowed to northern Hebei in panic, and finally dispersed to the counties of Bazhou. Of course, in the end, most of them were classified into the Black Mountain Section, which is the Black Mountain thieves he sees now.

The person on the high platform is likely to be Zhang Niujiao, the leader of Montenegro who inherited the Taiping Dao system. As for the original thirty-six square canal marshals, those who died died, those who descended, and those who merged, I am afraid that there are only a few people left. However, the "Huanglong, Baibo" and other departments that I heard about it just now still followed the Yellow Turban Division, and the leaders of each department were nicknamed by them, and they were retained and developed. It seems that, with the exception of those who have not yet died, the rest of the tribe has adopted the nickname of the previous leader as the code name of the headquarters.

Qi Han squinted at the soap towel around Wei Hong's neck, and suddenly asked, "Brother Wei, which general are you......?" Or is it Zhanghachi?"

Wei Honghu's body stiffened, and his brain exploded, as if thunder had passed through his ears, and he stayed in the local area!

In a daze, he turned his head like a ghost, stared at the young man who was lying on the ground in front of him with a relaxed and indifferent expression, and shouted, "You...... How do you know this?" This son was so clear about the nicknames of all parties, but these names were clearly only used by the internal contacts of the sect! What's more, he guessed his code name as soon as he opened his mouth!

Could it be that this person is actually transformed by a mountain spirit, or is he also a person with immortal law?! But if he has immortal law, why is he bound to the ground and unable to move?

Wei Hong's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he glared at the young man on the ground like a thunderbolt.

Qi Han nodded: "It turns out that you are really Zhangba." ”

Originally, there were many discrepancies between the personnel of this world and those recorded in the history books, and he did not dare to assert many things. What's more, these Yellow Turban leaders are rarely even involved in wild history miscellaneous. He wasn't sure what he could eat, but looking at Wei Hong's face, he guessed it by himself.

The broad-shouldered and broad-chested man in front of him had a pure gaze. Qi Han saw that he was heroic and heroic, and he was by no means a traitorous villain, and he couldn't help but sigh a little at the uprising that changed the world more than ten years ago.

In fact, there are not many heroes and heroes among these commanders. They may not be strict with their subordinates and are not good at governing the army, but they are dedicated to the people and heroic blood. At the beginning of the Yellow Turbans, these people robbed the rich and helped the poor, attacked the government, opened warehouses to release grain to help the poor people, and executed corrupt officials and corrupt officials, which was the reason for the people's desire. For example, Henan Huanglong, Zhongmu Yuyao and others are all heroes who are righteous and dry, and have done countless good things to save the people.

It was only later that the Yellow Turban Army gradually deteriorated, became a malignant tumor and sore, threatened the people, dumped the community, and became a veritable thief. However, there are many reasons for this situation, and the military spirit and the bandit spirit coexist, which is a double-edged sword, depending on how the user uses it.

Qi Han thought about it, but when he saw that Zhangba's face sank, as if he was about to make a move, he suddenly said, "Where is your brother's left mustache?"

Zhangba's face was embarrassed, and the knife in his hand drooped: "We took the wrong you, he went to find the ......"

Before the words fell, there was a sudden commotion up and down the high platform in the distance, Qi Han frowned, and a bad feeling rose in his heart - it turned out that when Zhang Ba asked himself just now, he was too surprised to be called out by his name, and he forgot to control his voice.

The two of them had a bad heart, so they turned their heads at the same time. Looking back, I saw the Montenegrin army in the distance surging like a tide, as if dripping water droplets in a pot of boiling oil, boiling for a while, and with a "bang", the two of them were surrounded.

In the middle of the tide, they consciously opened a road, and everyone surrounded the middle-aged leader and strode towards the two of them.

Several Jianyong walked up to Qi Han with sharp knives in their hands, and a flash of panic flashed in Zhangba's eyes when he saw this. His footsteps moved slightly, as if he wanted to stop him, but he touched the awe-inspiring gaze of the red-clothed young man beside the middle-aged general, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and paused. The two Jianyong immediately grabbed Qi Han's arm, one in each hand, and lifted the person to the middle-aged leader, and fell heavily to the ground.

Qi Han's right cheek slammed into the ground, and his cheeks hurt sharply, he spit out the blood of his teeth with a "puff", stretched out his tongue and licked the root of his teeth, and found that it was only slightly shaking, and it did not hurt the gums, so he was immediately relieved. With a frown, he looked at the condescending few people in front of him.

The middle-aged general was born with a vision, with a bag bulging high on the left and right sides of his forehead, I don't know if it was a bone or a tumor, and he had a mighty momentum. Qi Han chuckled in his heart: "Sure enough, it's a bull's horn! It turns out that he got this nickname, but his forehead is high and convex because his armor is similar to a cow's horn?"

Look at the slender man beside him, a pair of long eyebrows fly straight into the sideburns, narrow phoenix eyes are full of essence, Qiong nose and red lips, but he is born with a good appearance! This person is long and full of appearance, a red scarf cloth is tied around the waist and neck, and he has a well-proportioned and thin body, his shirt is crimson above the waist, and he is domineering, and he wears green soap silk pants and cloud shoes, and his temperament is outstanding.

Contacting the "Yan'er" called by Zhang Niujiao before, Qi Han had already guessed the identity of this person.

According to legend, Zhang Yan of Montenegro is as light as a swallow, vigorous and good at fighting, and is known as Feiyan. This horn is his father-in-law, and he will inherit the mantle after his death in the future, commanding hundreds of thousands of Montenegrin troops.

Zhang Niujiao glanced at the gray-faced young man on the ground, his face was slightly surprised, and he frowned and said, "Zhangba, who is this person?"