Chapter 190: Zhang Liang is not dead, and the yellow turban is not extinguished
In the middle of August of the seventh year of Guanghe, Huangfu Song, a famous general of the imperial court who was gradually called "reincarnated Baiqi" because of the massacre of countless Yellow Turban soldiers, finally led his army to the eastern suburbs of Guangzong.
Before Huang Fu Song came, Dong Zhuo, who secretly joined forces with the Yellow Turban Army to trap the Northern Army for his own strength a while ago, had been forced by this person's deterrence, and after sending a letter to "warn" Guo Tai of the Yellow Turban Army, he drew a clear line with the Yellow Turban Army, and did not dare to steal beams and change pillars again, so as not to be recognized by Huang Fu Song, which made the Northern Army, which was once suppressed by the Yellow Turban of Guangzong, gradually improve a little.
Not to mention that at present, Huangfu Song led the victorious troops of Yan and Henan to converge with the northern army, to be honest, the situation of Guangzong Yellow Turban is not optimistic.
What's worse is that Zhang Huang, the "Little Heavenly Master" who went to Yanzhou alone before, did not know what happened and did not return as scheduled, which caused more than 100,000 Yellow Turban soldiers in Guangzong City to be in turmoil, and their morale deteriorated.
In all fairness, there are not no people in the Yellow Turban Army who can maintain the situation, such as Guo Tai and Zhang Yan, they are the leading generals promoted by Zhang Huang, both in terms of wisdom and courage and personal charm, but unfortunately, they are still too immature after all. To put it in layman's terms, Guo Tai and Zhang Yan have the qualifications of "handsome", but they are only qualifications, lacking experience and experience.
Han Xian and Yang Feng, the two Bai Boshuai in the future, are now just young birds who have experienced a few battles for the first time, and the "Black Mountain Five Tigers" in the future are only useful for poison at present, and the rest are still too young.
As for the more experienced Bian Xi and Lang Ping, but because of their qualifications, they can't take the lead alone, and it is no exaggeration to say that now is the time when Zhang Huang is most needed to sit in Guangzong. But unfortunately, this new leader, who was called the Little Heavenly Master by countless yellow turbans, did not show up for some reason.
But fortunately, there is still one person in Guangzong City who can turn the tide. That is the "Rengong General" Zhang Liang!
For the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Liang was far more authoritative than Zhang Huang, and because of this, although Zhang Huang did not rush back to Guangzong in time, Guo Tai, Zhang Yan and others' confidence in winning this battle did not diminish at all.
However, unexpectedly, Zhang Liang, who should have stood up to turn the tide, was a little absent-minded in the face of the flanking attack of Dong Zhuo, the commander of the Northern Army, and Huang Fusong, the commander of the reinforcements. Nearly broke the city several times.
"General Rengong...... What's going on? β
After once again repelling the imperial army, Bian Xi stared blankly at Xiao Suo's back as Zhang Liang left the city wall.
He couldn't figure it out, but General Rengong said that he would cooperate with Guo Tai and Zhang Yan, who had divided their troops to go out, and the two teams of men and horses slammed into the imperial army that came to attack Guangzong, but he was repeatedly in a daze. Especially today, he was almost killed by a besieging officer and soldier, which is simply ...... Unbelievable!
Not only Bian Xi, but also many Yellow Turban soldiers on the city wall looked at Zhang Liang with complicated eyes, after all, they couldn't figure out when Zhang Liang was dying, and sometimes showed a struggling and confused expression. This is not at all like the general who once led them.
Faced with a lot of doubts and even doubtful eyes, Zhang Liang silently returned to his residence, drinking alone in the dimly lit small hall.
"In a few days, I'm afraid I'll be free......"
A faint sigh rang out in the small hall.
Probably no one would have thought of it. In fact, Zhang Liang's heart has long lost his fighting spirit.
"Relief?"
In the corner, there was a faint laughter.
"Huh?" Zhang Liang, who looked dazed, let out a light suspicion, gradually regained his proper posture, and looked at the corner with a dumb expression. Immediately, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You...... Heavenly? β
A figure came out of the dim corner of the corner, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be Zhang Huang, who had not heard from before.
"Isn't it!" Zhang Huang exhaled a little bitterly. walked to the chair opposite Zhang Liang and sat down, and said in a complaining tone, "I tried about twenty times, and I succeeded in one time...... One of them, I was really afraid that the Heavenly Curse would take me directly to the outside of the plug. β
Zhang Liang shook his head with a slight cry when he heard this. Sure enough, if he wanted to infiltrate Guangzong unconsciously under the noses of both the official army and the Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Huang could only rely on the "Heavenly Escape Curse".
"Is it here to pick up the woman you like?" Zhang Liang slowly poured himself a glass of wine, and said lightly, "It's too late, I have sent someone to send her away." β
Zhang Huang was stunned for a moment, then realized that Zhang Liang was referring to Cai Yan, so he frowned and asked, "Where to send it?" β
"Where else can it be sent? Naturally, this woman's hometown. β¦β¦ I can't count your whereabouts. Zhang Liang glanced at Zhang Huang lightly.
[Revenge!] This is definitely revenge! ]
Zhang Huang smiled bitterly and shook his head, after all, if Cai Yan was sent back to her father Cai Yong by Zhang Liang, he would inevitably have to work hard to "snatch" her out in the future.
"Third Uncle...... Are you blaming me? Zhang Huang asked cautiously.
Hearing this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but be stunned. Half-loud, he let out a long sigh and said with a self-deprecating wry smile, "I'm also going back more and more...... implication that he has already acquiesced in sending someone to send Cai Yan back to his father Cai Yong, which is a bit of a stumbling block for Zhang Huang.
As for why he stumbled Zhang Huang, it may be that Zhang Huang lived up to his expectations and failed to lead the Yellow Turban Army out of the doomed road of destruction.
"Third uncle, what are your plans?" Zhang Huang asked the question he wanted to know the most.
Zhang Liang's gaze did not fall on Zhang Huang, he admired the way the wine swayed in the glass, and said casually in a gloomy tone, "What else can I plan?" β¦β¦ Can abide by the rules, but can't keep the ...... It's also a fate! β
With that, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, calmly chasing away the guests.
"You...... Let's go. β
Half a sound, Zhang Huang didn't make the slightest movement, and when Zhang Liang swept his gaze to Zhang Liang suspiciously, he heard Zhang Huang spit out a faintly angry sentence from his mouth.
"Third uncle, you also underestimate me, right?"
Looking at Zhang Huang's frank eyes, Zhang Liang couldn't help but wonder a little, didn't this kid sneak back to pick up his confidante?
Thinking of this, Zhang Liang couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, and sighed, "I'm not looking down on you. It's just that...... Now, even you can't save my Yellow Turban defeat. Rather than die here in vain, it is better for the forest birds to scatter and run their own way......"
"What if it's the third uncle?" Zhang Huang interrupted coldly.
"What?" Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Huang suspiciously, as if he didn't understand.
Seeing this, Zhang Huang lowered his voice and repeated word by word, "If it is the third uncle, can you turn the tide?" β
Zhang Liang said with some amusement when he heard this, "If I have the ability to turn the tide, I should be gathering all the generals to drink and celebrate the victory at this moment." It's not like you're drinking here alone......"
"You let the water go." Zhang Huang interrupted Zhang Liang's words again coldly.
"What?"
"I mean, you deliberately lost ......" Looking up at Zhang Liang, who had an unnatural expression, Zhang Huang said in a deep voice, "I don't know why, but I'm sure that Third Uncle, you deliberately want to lose this battle!" β
"......" The smile on Zhang Liang's face slowly retracted when he heard this, and a terrifying look flashed in his eyes. This is a disrupted word ......"
Facing Zhang Liang's almost threatening gaze, Zhang Huang was not stunned at all, and said lightly with a sneer. "Actually, I arrived yesterday."
"Huh?" The expression on Zhang Liang's face froze, because it was obvious that Zhang Huang was hinting at him that he was not giving up when he defended the city wall during the day. It had already fallen into his Zhang Huang's eyes.
"You are really ......" with a wry smile, the oppressive force that Zhang Liang attached to Zhang Huang suddenly dissipated without a trace, and the whole person no longer had the slightest momentum. Obviously, after Zhang Huang laid out enough evidence. He had to acquiesce in the covert release of water.
Looking at Zhang Liang with a depressed face for a long time, Zhang Huang asked puzzledly, "Why." Third uncle? β
Zhang Liang was silent, and drank several glasses of stuffy wine in a row, until Zhang Huang couldn't help but ask again, then he sighed and said, "How can people be motivated to fight a battle that must be lost?" β
Zhang Huang frowned when he heard this, he never expected that Zhang Liang would have this idea.
"Third uncle, the battle is not over yet, how can you say that you will lose?"
"No, you will lose!" Zhang Liang looked up at Zhang Huang, and said in a cold tone that the latter could not understand, "Heaven wants me to die, and I have to die; Heaven wants me to die, I have to die! β
At that moment, Zhang Huang only felt that his hair stood on end, not only because he had seen Zhang Liang show such a hideous expression for the first time in his history, but also because of what Zhang Liang said.
"Lives! Got it? Looking directly into Zhang Huang's eyes intently, Zhang Liang gritted his teeth and said, "My yellow scarf is doomed, no matter what I do, it will be irreparable...... If you don't die, you will die if you struggle, and in that case, what else do I bother to do?! β
"......" Zhang Huang was dumbfounded.
He finally realized that Zhang Liang, the general of the People's Gong, may have already seen the certainty of the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army, just like the history that has long been recorded in history, it is difficult to change.
There are not no such people, such as the fifth palace yuan, the unpredictable prophet no one in the world is the right, and then for example, Zhang Jue, if it weren't for Zhang Huang, Tang Zhou, Heavenly Sword Restoration and Earth Sword would not have been able to catch him. It seems that these kinds of people are all strangers who can more or less understand the will of heaven and gain insight into the heavens.
Could it be that this Rengong general Zhang Liang can also see through a few points of heaven and fate?
As if to verify Zhang Huang's guess, Zhang Liang said as if talking to himself.
"You were reluctant to withdraw to Guangzong before, because Guangzong was not only the place where my Jizhou Yellow Turban fell, but also the place where my Zhang Liang died, right?"
"......" Zhang Huang's eyes flashed with shock, and he looked at Zhang Liang with an indifferent expression in disbelief.
"Looks like I'm right." Zhang Liang smiled self-deprecatingly, poured himself a cup and said lightly, "...... I have a glimmer of hope for you, just because you are an anomaly, and I know this from the heavens. At that time, I thought, maybe, you can tell me to get rid of my destined fate...... But now it seems that the reason why a number of lives is a number of lives is because it is difficult to change. β
"......" Zhang Huang was speechless in shock, just because in front of almost demonic characters such as Zhang Liang and Fifth Gong Yuan, even if he was "not this world", he didn't have much advantage left.
It's just a demonic existence!
"Let's go!"
After a long silence, Zhang Liang urged again.
Looking at Zhang Liang with a disheartened face, Zhang Huang was sure that if he left at this time, even if Zhang Liang obviously had the strength to kill Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song, he would not resist again, most likely as recorded in history. "Died in battle".
If he hadn't seen Zhang Liang's ability, Zhang Huang would never have doubted this sentence, but the problem was that Zhang Liang in front of him could definitely be listed among the top three in the world in terms of strength, and the strongest among the strong.
Is Sun Jian powerful? In front of him, Zhang Huang only had to flee for his life. However, Sun Jian, who was terrifying in Zhang Huang's eyes, couldn't defeat the seriously injured Sword Ru and the Earth Sword who lost his ears.
And the seemingly invincible earth sword in the world, how did the terrifying sword wound on his chest come about? It was when he arrogantly challenged the Heavenly Sword Recovery, and was injured by it.
The Heavenly Sword that can suppress the Earth Sword is magnificent, is it powerful?!
However, the fact is that even the Heavenly Sword is magnificent. I can't help this Rengong general Zhang Liang!
The two played a draw.
It is conceivable that Zhang Liang has such a strong strength, how could such a strong man "die in battle" so lightly?
The only explanation is that Zhang Liang thought that the Yellow Turban would be destroyed, and was disheartened, so he was killed by Huangfu Song without resistance.
This release of water and land is too thorough. It's even more thorough than Dong Zhuo.
[Sure enough, there are hidden secrets in history, but the current secret is too shocking......]
Zhang Huang shook his head in a complicated mood. But in fact, he was vaguely worried about this. That's why he sneaked into Guangzong quietly and wanted to know what happened to Zhang Liang to kill Guangzong. As a result, it turned out to be as he expected.
"The third uncle has decided to do this? You must know that if the third uncle dies in battle. There are more than 100,000 Yellow Turban brothers inside and outside Guangzong City, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for them to escape this catastrophe......"
Zhang Huang's words made Zhang Liang's heart ache, after all, Zhang Liang usually loves his soldiers and brothers the most. Now that 100,000 people are to be buried with him, he can't bear it in his heart.
But the problem is that Zhang Liang knows in his heart that the sky, the current "sky", the sky, will never allow their group of anti-heaven thieves to live in the world, once Zhang Liang naively felt that Zhang Huang, as an outlier and a robber, might be able to change their fate, but when the catastrophe really came, Zhang Liang realized that it was just his beautiful fantasy.
"Don't you all have to die early or late? Heaven is going to kill me, what can I do? β
Falling from hope to despair, even if it is Zhang Liang, it is inevitable that there is a feeling of sadness more than death, after all, Zhang Huang is only facing the fifth palace yuan, just the spokesperson of the Heavenly Dao, and what he has to face is the entire sky, the entire Heavenly Dao.
Heaven wants me to die, and I have to die; Heaven wants me to die, I have to die!
What about the Yellow Turban Uprising, millions of people?
Isn't it inexplicably defeated?
If a god-aided Huangfu Song swept across the north and south of the Yellow River, invincible and invincible, who knows if there is a heavenly way behind him to cheer for him?
Every time he thinks of this, it is difficult for Zhang Liang to have fighting spirit in his heart.
However, this is not the only thing he really feels tired......
"Third Uncle ......"
"I'm tired." Zhang Liang said calmly, calmly as if he was telling things that had nothing to do with him, "From now on, the things in this world have nothing to do with me." β
"What about the brethren?" Zhang Huang asked coldly.
Zhang Liang looked up at Zhang Huang in surprise, but saw the latter looking at him intently, and asked in a deep voice, "The third uncle died easily, but what about the brothers of the Yellow Turban Army?" What about the brothers in Taiping Road? β
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"Although I, Zhang Huang, joined halfway, I also know how many brothers regard the third uncle as a father and a brother, but now the third uncle wants to leave them?"
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"What about faith? What about my Yellow Turban beliefs? What about my Taiping Dao beliefs?! β
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Is it worthy of the brothers who have fought to this day if you give up at this time? worthy of the faith of the countless brothers who have died fighting for their faith......"
"And what do you want me to do?!"
Finally, after countless silences, Zhang Liang finally couldn't bear it anymore, smashed the table in front of him with a slap, glared at Zhang Huang and said, "Do you think I'm Zhang Liang hard-hearted?!" β¦β¦ What do you know? You and I are just pawns! It's just a chess piece! β
"......" Zhang Huang was dumbfounded this time, because he didn't expect Zhang Liang to break out, and it would be so scary when he broke out.
"It's just a pawn, you know?!" Staring at a pair of red eyes, Zhang Liang looked like an enraged lion, glaring at Zhang Huang and roaring one after another, "I'm tired, I'm tired!" Because I know the whole thing! I know you and me. I know that my yellow turban and millions of brothers are all chess pieces! β¦β¦ What about you? What do you know?! β
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"Don't think I'm hard-hearted, in my opinion, it's better for them to die today than for them to die in the future!"
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"If you want me to say, my Yellow Turban Incident was a mistake in the first place, but what can I do? Heaven dooms my yellow scarf to rise and fall! β¦β¦ This is not a battle to lose, but an uprising that will not lead to results! β
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"Do you think I don't know that Tang Zhou is a traitor? No, I can see it clearly. But I can't kill him. Because he is the one chosen by the heavens to report my Taiping Dao to the Han Court, he is the chosen one!
Tang Zhou, who has the support of heaven, is not below me in strength. Moreover, even if he kills Tang Zhou, maybe Li Zhou, Zhang Zhou, and Zhao Zhou will appear again, and they will be inexhaustible! β¦β¦ Do you know?! β
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After half a burnt of incense, Zhang Liang vented the resentment in his heart to the fullest, and Zhang Huang understood what he said. Some of them don't understand anything.
Obviously, Zhang Liang still has a lot of secrets hidden in his heart.
Finally, Zhang Liang gradually calmed down, and looked silently at the table in front of him that was smashed by him. and the jug of wine that had been broken and spilled.
"I don't understand." After thinking for a while, Zhang Huang said in a low voice, "I just think that since the three generals have raised the banner of Taiping Dao. Then you should be responsible for every brother, and you can't talk about life and death lightly. After all...... The brothers regarded the three generals as brothers and fathers. β
may have vented the relationship, and Zhang Liang's feelings have calmed down a lot. Shaking his head, he said disheartenedly, "You're thinking too simply. Yes, I could kill the commanders of the two armies outside the city, but that won't change anything. On the contrary, the situation will get worse......"
"Worse?" Zhang Huang had a puzzled look on his face.
At this time, he saw a little banter in Zhang Liang's eyes, and said lightly, "You wouldn't want to bump into the Fifth Gong Yuan at this time, right?" β
"......" Zhang Huang was slightly stunned, and then his heart was shocked.
Because Zhang Liang was hinting at him, if he rashly killed Dong Zhuo and Huangfu Song, and prevented the Yellow Turban from destroying the general trend set by the Heavenly Dao, then the Fifth Gong Yuan might come forward to accept this matter, and there might be more than the Fifth Gong Yuan alone, but there would also be the Heavenly Sword Recovery, the Earth Sword Lost Ears, and even Tang Zhou might come forward. What's more, who knows what kind of powerful freaks are hidden in Fang Xiandao and Confucianism, who are protected by the Heavenly Dao.
"If the way of heaven is established, the general trend cannot be changed!" When he said this, Zhang Liang's expression was very strange.
But Zhang Huang didn't care about analyzing Zhang Liang's strange expression, he said impatiently, "The general trend cannot be changed, so what if it is a small trend?" β
"Xiaoshi?" Zhang Liang was stunned when he heard this.
I saw Zhang Huang exhale slightly, and finally said the true meaning of this time.
"Guangzong, even the whole of Jizhou, it doesn't hurt to give it over...... If you can't win, why not hide in the shadows again and wait for the right moment? β
"Are you ......" Zhang Liang looked at Zhang Huang in astonishment for a while, and suddenly opened his mouth to ask, "Dongjun ......"
"It's gone." Zhang Huang replied, "Brother Bu Si and I have dismissed the brothers. β¦β¦ It took a lot of effort to convince the brothers to take off the yellow scarf from their heads. β
"No wonder you've been delaying for so long......" Zhang Liang suddenly realized, and was about to speak, but when he saw the smile on Zhang Huang's face, he said, "Do the three generals know how those brothers who would rather die than take off the yellow scarf on their heads, which represents the belief of Taiping Dao, persuaded me?" β
"How do you convince me?" Zhang Liang was a little curious when he heard it, after all, the yellow scarf represents the Taiping Dao's belief in "destroying the sky and rejuvenating the yellow sky", and the real yellow scarf in the year of Jiazi would rather die than take it off.
"For I tell them that today they are dead, but it is a needless death, and if they live, then tomorrow the general will lead them again. Next time, it will completely overthrow the Han Court, and even the ...... above his head This is the day! Then, they took it off. β
"......" opened his mouth, and Zhang Liang felt uncomfortable in his chest, unable to speak.
"Just for the sake of these brothers, you should cheer up, third uncle!" As he spoke, Zhang Huang stretched out his right hand to Zhang Liang.
"Zhang Liang is not dead, the yellow scarf is not extinguished!"
Zhang Liang was shocked, looked at Zhang Huang's outstretched right hand for a long time, and finally reached out to grasp it. A slight smile appeared on his face again.
"Heavenly ...... What can I do?! β
ββββAt the same time, in the northeast of Luoyang City, Fang Xianguan Qingcang Pagodaββββ
In the middle of the immortal mist, the fifth palace of the national teacher of the Han Dynasty sat cross-legged on the futon, calm and calm, and the immortal wind bones were indescribable.
Suddenly, Fifth Gong Yuan opened his eyes suddenly, as if he was aware of something.
But seeing the wave of the sleeve of his robe in his right hand, the scene in the attic suddenly changed greatly, and a deep black seemed to render the entire space of the attic.
In the black, the stars are dotted, like the night sky.
And in the midst of this splendor, huge bookshelves that have emerged out of nowhere slowly emerge from the black.
This is, the Dragon Imperial Corridor.
"Zhang Liang!" Fifth Gong Yuan shouted in a deep voice.
Hearing only the sound of hula, a scroll quickly rushed out like a flying pigeon, and slowly flew into the hands of the fifth palace yuan in a few circles.
The fifth house Yuan hurriedly flipped through the book until the last page, and his eyes were fixed on the most crucial line.
[β¦β¦ Song attacked Guangzong, and Liang fought. The city was broken, and Liang was killed in battle. β¦β¦]
Liang Zhan died!
Looking at that line of words, Fifth Gong Yuan showed a faint smile on his face.
At this moment, it was as if the line had suddenly become a moving ant, and after several changes, it had become unrecognizable.
[β¦β¦ Song attacked Guangzong, and Liang fought. The city was broken, and Liang fled. β¦β¦]
Beam...... Escape?!
In an instant, the smile on the face of the fifth palace froze.
"Now it's ...... Trouble. β
Exhaling slightly, the expression on the face of the Fifth Gong Yuan became extremely complicated. (To be continued......)