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Every boy has his own military dream in the boiling youth, prancing horses and raising swords, and eagles striking three thousand miles!

When it is, imagine us majestic. It should be a pair of bright silver helmets, bright silver armor, lined with white robes, sweaty and bloody horses under the crotch, a green jade sword on the waist, and a Zhu baby gun in his hand. Such an image can kill thousands of armies and find a marquis eight thousand miles away!

However, after Han Yuan, who came back to his senses, looked at himself from head to toe, he had a feeling of speechlessness for the military fantasies of a good man's hot-blooded youth.

The sweat and blood of the good companion who galloped like the wind and cut the flag were gone, and now only the old and slow '11' road was still running; the dazzling bright silver helmet on his head was gone, and only a simple strip of cloth was left fluttering in the wind; the bright silver armor and white robe on his body were gone, and now he was only wearing a rag coat that exposed his flesh when the wind blew; As for the jade sword that is both sharp and priceless at the waist, well, it's better to tighten the hemp rope around your waist, which is already very tight, I'm really hungry~

Wait, I'll put up with the rest, it's not like we haven't had a hard time when we're tight, but what's going on in this state now, why is it that I'm still stupid and holding my pickaxe to the sky, it's really not a shame! Do you really think that you are the invincible pickaxe commander of the Great Celestial Empire?

It doesn't matter, why are there a large number of teammates around them shouting the same slogan?

However, people are two, but the slogan is still quite emotional, and there is a rhythm of self-respect in the world and on the earth.

Looking at the angry eyes of the people who were shouting vigorously around him, Han Yuan couldn't help but shout this very emotional slogan after them.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! Oooh oh~"

……

Well, Han Yuan had to admit that he had crossed gorgeously, in a month of dark and windy nights with constant struggles. And when he came back to his senses, he reached the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty when this life was like a mustard, and half the sky was stained red with blood! And I don't know what's going on, but the former owner of this body participated in this mighty Yellow Turban Uprising!

This made him have to inherit his identity, a glorious revolutionary soldier in the late Eastern Han Dynasty!

As a revolutionary soldier determined to overthrow the corrupt government, overthrow the landlords and old wealth, and establish a new new world, Han Yuan knows that his task is heavy!

Knowing more clearly the severity of the revolutionary form and the difficulties in carrying out the revolutionary work at this time, can we weakly ask: "Can we retire from the army and keep safe?" My mom called me home for dinner~"

Well, under this situation, according to the model of the invincible revolutionary army of the Great Celestial Empire, there must be a fighter with a firm revolutionary stance, grabbed him by the collar, and shouted angrily to him 'set the facts and reason', correct his position, correct his attitude, and then lead to a classic sentence 'The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard!'" ’。

Then, this little comrade who did not have a firm position was instilled with a lot of loyalty and other great truths, and he was smashed; Later, this young comrade of the revolutionary army, who did not take a firm stand, discovered his 'mistakes' and corrected his 'thinking,' and finally returned to the orthodox revolutionary road; in the end, this revolutionary soldier who had lost his way and returned either threw his head and shed his blood and sacrificed himself on the revolutionary road, or rose all the way to the top and became a minister of the humerus in the revolutionary army.

However, the revolutionary army template of the Great Celestial Empire is the patent of the Great Celestial Empire family after all, and in fact, this is not the case~

……

"Boom~"

There was an explosion in the flat ground, and Han Yuan finally returned from the fugue to the real world.

Looking up, there are dense yellow turban warriors wearing all kinds of cloth clothes and wearing bright yellow cloth strips on their heads, and there is a high platform in the distance, on which there is a Taoist priest wearing a deer crown and a gossip yellow robe opening the altar to worship the sky.

"Tricking ghosts, this little thing can only fool the ancient people who are not technologically developed."

Seeing that this was obviously the Taoist priest dressed in Zhang Jiao in various pictures, who seemed to be muttering something there, Han Yuan, who was trying to stretch his neck like a duck in the crowd, thought disdainfully.

In the same way, he believed that the explosion just now that interrupted his state outside the realm of the wandering object was attributed to the gunpowder occasionally practiced by the so-called Taoist alchemy. After all, although Zhang Jiao became a monk halfway, in this era when everyone admired immortality and swallowed gold and jade, it was normal for alchemy to come up with gunpowder with an inappropriate ratio~

"It's just, why didn't you see any smoke rising just now? Isn't there black smoke when gunpowder explodes? ”

Of course, this doubt is only fleeting. After all, Zhang Jiao, as a successful Taoist priest who fooled the whole world and followed him to rebel, it is normal to have some methods to cover up the black smoke, isn't it~

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”

Zhang Jiao, who muttered for a long time, suddenly shouted. Then, something unexpected happened to Han Yuan, a dazzling bright yellow lightning bolt struck Zhang Jiao's body in the sky, and then, his body actually emitted a glittering light.

"This, this, what about the deceitful ghost~?!"

Seeing this situation, Han Yuan, who was still grinning and disdainful of Zhang Jiao's set of gods and ghosts just now, was suddenly stunned. He wiped his eyes vigorously with his hands, and then smashed his dry lips, wanting to confirm whether this was true~

"Oh oh oh oh ~ , yellow turban, yellow scarf, yellow scarf!"

Seeing Zhang Jiao's look of a fairy, the Yellow Turban Army scattered all over the mountains below suddenly had a jubilant expression, as if this matter should be like this.

"This, Zhang Jiao knows how to spell, who can stop it?"

After swallowing two mouthfuls of spit, he still craned his neck and looked at the glittering figure on the high platform, Han Yuan hesitated. Is he a human being, a demon?

Think about Zhang Jiao in history, he didn't know anything, but the towering man who just used his tricks to spew out the last breath of dragon breath, making it crumbling and finally dying. So now, Zhang Jiao, who knows the spell, shouldn't he turn the clouds and rain and go straight to the eastern capital?

Looking at Zhang Jiao's hand on the stage, a white dazzling flame rose out of thin air, as well as the crowd with fanatical faces below, Han Yuan couldn't help but feel that his momentum was slowly rising with everyone......

"Ignite my fierce will, the flame is blazing; The trend of the yellow scarf, the world is the same! ”

Zhang Jiao's loud voice seemed to ring in everyone's ears, and after another passionate slogan, Zhang Jiao lifted the holy flame in his hand above his head that he couldn't help but want to worship, and then threw it into a large tripod that had been placed on the ground in front of the altar.

"Bang~"

After the crisp explosion, the incomparably white flame burned quietly in the big ding.

"Burn my body, the flames are raging; No death, no return, no way! ”

It seems that the slogan has been rehearsed many times, and at this time, after the Yellow Turban Army shouted all over the mountains, there was a sense of dominance in the world. At this time, as the only outsider who was still awake, Han Yuan felt a biting chill on his body.

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In the first year of Zhongping, that is, in 184 AD, due to the traitor Tang Zhou's informant, Zhang Jiao, who was not ready, was forced to light the holy fire in Julu and swore an oath to revolt. At the same time, the 36 Yellow Turban soldiers under his control "rose up all at once", numbering hundreds of thousands. Zhang Jiao called himself "General Tiangong", his younger brother Zhang Bao called "General Digong", and Zhang Liang called "General Rengong". In the middle of the day, the world responded, and the Beijing division shook!