Among the white wave thieves, there are dozens of generals, large and small, among whom Li Le, Han Xian, and Hu Cai are the most powerful, and they even have a certain degree of independence.

But these three people can't lead the entire White Wave Thief, because the real leader of the White Wave Thief, its founder Guo Tai, is not dead yet.

Guo Tai is one of Zhang Jiao's disciples, and he has not learned anything else, but he believes in Zhang Jiao's concept very much, in other words, he can be regarded as a fanatical believer.

Relying on his fanaticism for the Yellow Turbans and a group of Yellow Turban wharves under Mrs. Guo, he was forced to pull up a Yellow Turban Army in Hedong County, known as the White Wave Army, which is also quite magical.

But Mrs. Guo pulled up the Bai Bo Army, but she didn't take care of things much on weekdays, so that the power fell aside. However, Mrs. Guo didn't care about this matter, but was obsessed with strengthening the yellow scarf and developing believers.

But as the founder and leader of the White Wave Thieves, in the face of the attack of the Xiliang Army, Mrs. Guo still stood up.

After all, only he has the qualifications and prestige to integrate this messy White Polish Army.

However, when Guo Tai and the others waited solemnly and regarded death as home, their opponent, the Xiliang Army, did not move.

The first cadre of the white wave thief and the second monk were puzzled, and the Xiliang army did not move, and they did not dare to act rashly and took the initiative to attack.

At this moment, Zhuge Jin, who was still honestly staying in the Chang'an Post House, did not realize that he was now in the center of the whirlpool.

Li Dao, Guo Yan and others took most of the troops away, and in the huge Chang'an City, there were only more than 10,000 Xiliang troops left behind.

There are a lot of more than 10,000 soldiers, but when they are placed in the huge Chang'an City, they also look clumsy.

"Huang Gong, do you really want to do this?" In a secret room, a group of people seem to be plotting something.

"We have been planning for so long, and now Li Dao, Guo Yan and others are leading a large army to attack Baibo, and the city of Chang'an is extremely empty, which is a good opportunity for you to show your skills." An old man with gray hair said.

"But..." One of the people below was very hesitant.

"Think about it." Seeing that everyone was hesitating, the old man immediately stood up and said with a full heart, "As long as you can overthrow the Xiliang Army this time and clear the enemy for my Han family, you will all be great heroes of the Han family!" ”

"When the time comes, you will be crowned with an official and become a knight, glorify your ancestors, and you can leave a name in history, isn't that what you want in your life?"

"Now there are only more than 10,000 Xiliang troops reserved in the city, as long as you are willing to make a move, these martial artists are not ready to be captured, at the mercy of you."

"Huang Gong, it's easy to get started, and it's not difficult to take down the more than 10,000 Xiliang soldiers who stayed behind, to be honest. However, after those Xiliang troops know about the changes in Chang'an City, what will we do to resist the hundreds of thousands of wolf-like Xiliang troops? Could it really be that it depends on our families? In the darkness, one asked.

What the man asked was what everyone here wanted to know.

"Hmph, a group of guys who look forward and backward, have a thief's heart but no thief's guts." The old man scolded in his heart, "Fortunately, the old man has been prepared, if you really rely on you unreliable guys, then you have to do it?" ”

"Don't worry, the old man has already informed Ma Teng and Han Sui of Xiliang in advance, and their army is already on the way to Chang'an. As long as you are willing to start an incident and support the Han family, the army of Ma Teng and Han Sui will arrive in Chang'an in an instant. The old man said confidently.

"Is Huang Gong serious?" The person below asked in surprise.

"Seriously." The old man said with a smile.

"Huang Gong is wise!" "Huang Gong is really thoughtful." Bursts of praise rang out below.

After everyone discussed the time of the incident and many matters, they retired to the old man and exited the Huang family's secret room.

The old man was still sitting on the main seat, and did not walk out of the secret room, until the last person walked out of the secret room, and a smile appeared on the old man's calm face.

He planned to contact the families in the city, and finally when the Xiliang army left the city, under the cover of his birthday banquet, he invited the people in charge of all the families here to discuss important matters together.

It's a pity that he couldn't pull a big family like the Yang family into the water.

But once it happens, he will definitely become a great hero of the Han family, and he will be famous in history, not to mention that he is not Wang Yun's idiot, he was overturned or something, and the old man said that he did not exist.

Thinking of Wang Yun, the old man thought of Huang Wan, who was killed with Wang Yun and died tragically in prison. The old man couldn't help clenching his fists, and the day it was done, it was also the time for him to avenge his eldest son.

That night, Zhuge Jin went to bed early, covered with a musty quilt, and Zhuge Jin fell asleep.

It's just that in the middle of the night, the noise outside woke Zhuge Jin up.

"What's going on out there?" After Zhuge Jin was woken up, he obviously felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed out to ask the soldiers outside.

"We don't know, we just saw that there were fires everywhere in Chang'an City, and Lao Zhou said that he also heard the sound of fighting, so it should be a mutiny." One said.

"Mutiny?" Zhuge Jin thought about it for a while, and then got this answer that was not difficult to come up with.

"Don't go out, call everyone up, arm yourself well, and defend the post house." Zhuge Jin commanded.

"No." The crowd replied.

It's just that everyone waited all night, and nothing happened, but now, nothing is the best thing.

When it was dawn, there were scattered soldiers running and shouting in the streets.

The gist of it is that Chang'an has returned to the hands of the Han family, and they have solved all the remaining Xiliang soldiers, hoping that the people will not panic.

After Zhuge Jin heard this, he understood that this mutiny was provoked by the family that supported the Han family, and it ended with the victory of the Han family.

However, Zhuge Jin faintly felt that a flash of light flashed in his mind, as if he could do something and reap some benefits.

In order to grasp this streamer, Zhuge Jin kept pacing back and forth, his brain kept running rapidly, and he couldn't even bother to eat breakfast.

After a long time, the soldiers who accompanied him felt that their eyes were about to be shook, Zhuge Jin suddenly jumped up excitedly, and then paced a little faster.

"That's it, that's it." Zhuge Jin's mind kept thinking about the feasibility of this move.

After a while, Zhuge Jin hurriedly beckoned everyone to pack up, and everyone was puzzled and asked:

"What are we going to do here?"

Zhuge Jin stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at everyone, smiled, and said slyly:

"Let's go meet the saint."