His Majesty's suspicion stems from the Honkai situation beyond his control.

Compared to the last time Liu Bei saw him, His Majesty who was in control of everything. Your Majesty today is not what it used to be. With the shrewd instincts of a successful businessman, His Majesty has clearly smelled a deep crisis. The Kanto Yellow Turban thieves are in chaos, far beyond expectations. Over the years, the Han Dynasty has been plagued by thieves. It is not surprising that it has been seen inside and outside the court. No matter how big the thief is, it will only cause trouble in a few counties, or even one county, at best, no more than a state.

However, the Yellow Turban Rebellion has spread to eight states and has become a wildfire. Those states and counties that have not been poisoned by the Taiping Road have also taken advantage of the chaos to swarm, such as Hanzhong rice thieves, Yizhou Ban Yuman, Liangzhou Yiconghu and so on. It has the potential to echo the Taiping Road and cause chaos throughout the country.

Needless to say, it's so strong. And Huangzhong Yiconghu is known as "the world's strong and brave".

"And the world is strong and brave, and the people are afraid of them, there are people who are merged, and people who are cool, and the Huns, Tuge, Huangzhong Yicong, and Xiqiang are eight kinds, and the Ming Gong embraces them, thinking that they are minions, such as driving tigers and dogs and sheep."

There is no precedent for such a chaotic situation. Only the red eyebrows of the Han before the chaos can be compared.

Just imagine, seeing that the country is not protected, how can Your Majesty not be afraid. And gradually lost control of the situation. Thieves blocked traffic, and two-thirds of the prefectures and counties were absent. Even His Majesty's income has dropped significantly, how can he not be worried and heartbroken.

One trades off the other. It contrasts the strength of the thistle country. The Tiger is trapped in chains. And the hand that strangles the chains is getting weaker and weaker. Even the tiger of the Ji Kingdom is gradually out of control. Your Majesty is not afraid.

It's just the time of the moment. A declining court, and a rising vassal state. The two are right. Even if the thistle king is innocent, he will be hated.

In the troubled times, all the countries were ruined, and the lives were ruined. Only you are the thistle country, live and work in peace and contentment, and the national strength continues to increase. If you are not wrong, is it not all my fault?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. It's your fault to be strong.

West Garden, Wanjin Hall. Underground vaults. More than 220 million copper coins in the country of thistle fell in the rain.

His Majesty, who was dispersed, raised his glass lightly and drank alone. Only when he arrives here, can His Majesty turn back into the deaf, shrewd and clever son of heaven. As Taiwei Yang Ci said. The thistle king is innocent. Jizhou sowed chaos, and the convoy of Jiguo did not hesitate to go north to go out of the customs, cross the desert, and then enter the customs through Beidi County. It was difficult to arrive in Luoyang all the way and sent a full amount of contributions. He also took precautions in advance and brought in a sufficient amount of grain to stabilize the market price. There is no doubt about such loyalty.

Or maybe I'm overthinking.

"The old slave is sealed, knock to see Your Majesty." Without waiting for the cup to fall, there was a regular waiter Feng Xu who trotted all the way.

"What's the alarm?" His Majesty asked softly.

"Your Majesty, there is a secret message from Kanto. There are clues to the whereabouts of that person. Feng Xu knelt down and replied in a low voice.

"Oh?" His Majesty immediately dropped his glass: "Is the news reliable?" ”

"It's true. It is a handwritten book of the 'great sect'. Feng Xu replied again.

"Haha!" His Majesty laughed heartily: "Spread the word 'Dazong', be careful in everything. If that person falls, be sure to hit it with one blow! ”

"Whoa." Feng Xu said goodbye and left.

"God bless the hot man." His Majesty drank all the wine in his cup. When it happens, the danger of the thistle king can be eliminated!

Jiguo, Linxiang City, Jiwang Palace.

The craftsmen are carefully attaching the last piece of white glass to the mullioned window. The beautiful view from the window is straight into the eye. The snow falls quietly and beautifully, but without the slightest chill. It amazed the onlookers.

Liu Bei has ordered the museum to study the firing process of "white steel glass". It doesn't matter if it can be successful, give me an idea first. White glaze and steel wire mesh are the two major home travel artifacts. Such as curtains, curtains, lined with steel wire mesh, and embedded with white glass. It doesn't block the view, but it's safe enough. The Taiping demon thieves in the previous country wanted to attack the princess and the princess, but they were blocked by the steel wire fence behind the curtain. Only three layers of fine steel wire mesh are needed, and ordinary knives, guns and arrows are powerless.

The "Luan Yu Qiu" woven with stone wool and fine steel wire can be used as a sail and a tent in addition to making sails. The racecourse stands have been covered with luan. The stone wool and steel wire are entangled and braided, which is strong and difficult to fall off. As long as the inside and outside are painted, the aswool wool can be prevented from blowing and sunning, falling and hurting people.

Just like the earth covered with snow and ice. As far as the eye can see, it is white. All the killings and sins were buried in a thick layer of snow. The inside of the city is already cold, how can people still stand outside the city?

The Han army and the rebel army all hibernated behind the thick city walls, sitting around the fire to keep each other warm. On the wall behind him, leaning horizontally and vertically on the life-saving spear. But the cold spear shaft can't even give birth to a trace of the thought of holding it in his hand.

This ghost weather.

The thief muttered and curled up in a ball.

In a daze, I suddenly heard the screams of my companions around me. But he didn't bother to open his eyes. It wasn't until the thin uniform was soaked in hot blood that the thief opened his eyes dimly. Between heaven and earth, I saw a flash of silver light, and my eyes flipped suddenly. Hot blood poured into the corners of the mouth, and it was difficult to open it.

"Quickly descend the drawbridge." Throwing off the residual blood on the knife, someone said in a rough voice.

"Whoa!"

Long ice cubes burst one after another. The ice that covered the walls collapsed. Crack and wander. A whole wall of ice, followed by the outline of the city gate. With the falling crushed ice, the drawbridge slowly falls. With a bang, it was erected on the frozen moat bank.

Splashes of ice slag rolled up churning hoarfrost. The captive general Tian Yan waved his sword and pointed at it.

The Wuhuan rode out with a roar. The horse stepped on the ice and swept into the city.

The southern skin of Bohai County was recovered.

"General, what to do with the moth thief." After a while, a fine rider rushed back to inquire.

"The head of the lord abandons the city."

"What should the thief army do?"

"The head of the lord abandons the city."

"What about the crowd in the city?"

"The head of the lord abandons the city."

"Whoa!"

Xianbei suddenly rode from the white mountains and black waters. Lived in a bitter cold place for a long time. Men and horses are not afraid of the cold. Even if it is a midwinter march, it also has sufficient combat power. On the other hand, the Yellow Turban thieves are mostly farmers who carry hoes. The biological clock is still in the agricultural season, dormant in the scorching heat and cold. How can you withstand the cold of the Northland. A few blizzards, mostly frostbite. The turtle can't shrink out, and light a fire to keep warm. The garrison at the head of the city is even more sparse. was cut and locked by Yuyang's elite soldiers, and the sneak attack was successful. The Yellow Turban Thief Chief, who was sleeping with his powerful wife and concubine in his arms, was tied up with five flowers in his drunken eyes. Cold water poured on the face, and then suddenly woke up.

Look at the circle of the elite of the empire covered in blood inside the big tent. Suddenly, his face was like ashes.

"Who are you?"

"Yellow Turban Handsome Du Chang."

"Listen to your accent, it's a Qingzhou person. Why go against Jizhou. ”

"It is to go north with Qu Shuai."

"Who are you?"

"Zhang Yu."

"Where now?"

"Be by the side of the great sage and good teacher."

"Why are you a thief?"

"Just to make ends meet."

The capture general Tian Yan waved his hand lightly: "Show the public." ”

"Whoa!" Then a tiger ben stepped forward, took the thief chief out of the tent, and cut off his head with a knife.

"Clear the remnants of the enemy and make a list of the people."

"Whoa!"