"Zhou Cang, do you think it's useful to post a notice?"

Yang Liang said impatiently, "In my opinion, it's better to go and rob it directly, everyone is from a robber background, and they are just doing their old job." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Zhou Cang was speechless, fortunately, Qin Zhong had already been deployed before, and the villagers scattered outside had already moved to Chen County as much as possible.

"Will anyone come?" The sissy voice came again.

"Don't be whimsical, if we don't grab a few cities, we'll all starve to death!" Finally, another centurion stepped forward and made his voice heard.

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The opposition of the centurions in the big tent is quite fierce, you say, I say. Zhou Cang really didn't expect that he would rush to be a bad guy, it seems that there is no way to do this.

Zhou Cang was very disappointed, since ancient times, he who won the hearts of the people won the world, like the Yellow Turban Army burned and looted, never thought of getting the world, is this his own pursuit?

Bu Feng saw Zhou Cang's bitter face, thoughtful, it seemed that there was still shining gold in this group of dross: "Okay, time is urgent, bring your people together immediately, no matter what method you use, bring as many people as possible." ”

Zhou Cang stood up, spent a long time in the big tent, and continued: "Maybe we can expand our armaments, recuperate, and wait for the times to change. ”

"No, we have to bring as many people as we can." Bu Feng shook his head and denied Zhou Cang's opinion.

There was a cheer from the crowd below.

"Dafang, if there is nothing to do, the subordinates will retire first," Zhou Cang said.

"Alright, let's all disperse," Bu Feng stood up and said.

Zhou Cang dragged his heavy steps and slowly walked out of the big tent of the Chinese army, looking at the bright moonlight in the sky, and at the yellow turban soldiers who were still wearing bloodstains under the moonlight.

In an instant, Zhou Cang understood that the Yellow Turban Riot was the era of cannibalism, robbing money, food, and women!

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The great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao has been lurking for more than ten years, and he has shown a modest care for the vast number of Yellow Turban believers, but he has unexpectedly gained the heartfelt support of the vast number of toiling people.

Xiang Yu is a recruit who has just joined the rebellion against the king's division, the Julu Clan, which is the birthplace of the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Not everyone believes in the Huangtian gods that Zhang Jiao boasted about, and Xiang Yu's family has been honest farmers for generations, so naturally they don't dare to follow Zhang Jiao to do such a rebellious thing.

Therefore, when he learned that the imperial court had levied the rebel army and planned to recover the place occupied by the Yellow Turban bandits, Xiang Yu enthusiastically signed up and did his best.

Besides, when the war is in chaos, at least you can have enough food in the army, and it's quite cost-effective to think about it this way.

It was only when I came to the barracks that I discovered the cruel truth, but it was much better than my previous life of being hungry and displaced.

With the opening of Zhu Jun's army, Xiang Yu, as a member of the vanguard army, marched rapidly day and night, because Zhu Jun's right lieutenant general said that if we arrive in Nanyang Wancheng one day earlier, we can save the people from the dire situation one day earlier.

A rare break, a short moment to eat!

More often than not, the troops marched in a hurry, gnawing on hard flatbread as they went.

Because he was really hungry in his stomach, Xiang Yu didn't act coy there, and while eating the thick black bread with soup, he communicated with his partners around him.

Everyone came from all over the world in order to drive the Yellow Turban bandits out of their lovely homes, and gathered together, and the topic was naturally inseparable from what was happening in the barracks now.

"Hey, I heard that Zhang Jiao has three heads and six arms, but it's amazing!"

"Go, go, I heard that Zhang Jiao has married a lot of girls who are like flowers, and many women are waiting in line for him."

"Hehe, if we catch Zhang Jiao, it will be a great achievement."

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At night, Xiang Yu and his comrades-in-arms slept in the same tent, not to mention the sour smell and snoring on their bodies, just looking at the black brown robe made people panic.

Xiang Yu felt that he couldn't sleep again, so he had to get up unhappily, but he saw a bunch of people surrounding an elderly man who didn't know what to talk about.

Xiang Yu became interested, and leaned over with a blank eye, just in time to hear what turned out to be about the Yellow Turban Fighter.

The Yellow Turban Fighters are a bunch of monsters as strong as steel, invulnerable, and have impregnable skin.

Moreover, the Yellow Turban Fighters were all die-hard members of the fanatical Yellow Heaven Doctrine, and everyone who mentioned the Yellow Heaven God could talk endlessly for three days and three nights.

"Oh my mom, three days and three nights, what are you talking about?"

"As long as you talk too much, talk about everything, and talk about everything in the world."

The reckless hairy young man seemed to be in addition to the anger of the crowd, and was pushed by the rest of the surrounding sergeants, and he laughed and stayed away a little.

"By the way, Uncle Guy, is that Yellow Turban fighter powerful?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Uncle Gang Consciousness didn't know how to describe this gang of Yellow Turbans, "They have a characteristic, that is, they can chant before fighting, which seems to be their unique way of appearing." ”

"They will shout 'Yellow Turban Divine Power', and then a miracle happens, those Yellow Turban fighters seem to have added something out of thin air, like a tiger with wings, and a single punch can collapse a city gate."

"Wow-"

Hearing such a description, Xiang Yu was dumbfounded, this is a mythical story, children like to hear it.

However, when he thought of the smell of his feet and the sour smell, Xiang Yu decided to come here to listen to the story.

It wasn't until the early hours of the next morning, when the horn sounded in the barracks, that everyone came to their senses from those events!

However, this night was not in vain, and it finally allowed Xiang Yu to now have a more specific and comprehensive understanding of the environment he is in now.

They are considered to be rebels, they are temporarily recruited, with enthusiasm and patriotic enthusiasm, naturally, the combat effectiveness is not worth mentioning.

So it's more about being responsible for logistics and heavy supplies, as it is said, where there are people, there will be competition, and there will be grievances.

As a newcomer, Xiang Yu was bullied in this huge barracks, especially some people who joined the army with people around him to gild a layer of gold.

For example, Sima Gou is just a centurion, but he came out of the palace garrison and the Northern Army.

With the protection of his uncle as the uncle of the Northern Army, he managed to obtain the position of logistics quartermaster of the People's Army among the mouths of many wolves, and tried every means to withhold and resell the ordnance, grain and grass allocated to the People's Army from the Northern Army, so as to make huge profits.

Xiang Yu just couldn't get used to such a slave master, so he also had a fierce conflict with Sima Gou.