Chapter 415: The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand
Somewhere in Nanyang, a player named Xiaoyao Gongzi was also frowning and pondering.
Behind him, there was a strong man who was two meters tall, taller than Meng Ben, and extremely stout, and the people passing by all cast curious glances at this person.
This person is really a little giant, even Meng Ben is difficult to compare, and he is a head shorter.
His hands are also very long, the palms of which are the size of a fan, and his hands are full of calluses.
Xiaoyao Gongzi frowned: "The complexity of this copy is beyond my imagination, how to choose?" ”
"Changwan, what do you think I should do?"
The general behind did not answer.
Xiaoyao Gongzi smiled: "That's it, I have Nangong Changwan, and Meng Tian, this kind of lineup, it is absolutely not a loss to deal with the Yellow Turban, it is not cost-effective to defect to the rest of the forces, and it is the most cost-effective to defect to the imperial court, and the imperial court gives the most benefits, so it is the imperial court." ”
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The players who entered the dungeon also had their own abacus during this time, and after making up their minds, they all implemented it one after another.
Ren Tian's side is also frantically collecting information, with the gradual improvement of information, he found that although the Yellow Turban Soldiers are larger than in history, even in the Bashu region, which should have been occupied by the Five Doumi Sect, there is actually a shadow of the Yellow Turban Soldiers, but the distribution of the Yellow Turban Soldiers is still roughly the same, for example, the Yellow Turban Soldiers in Yingchuan, if it is correct, should be Bocai, one of the three commanders of the Yellow Turbans.
With the passage of these days, Ren Tian had an idea in his mind, but just thinking about it, Ren Tian couldn't help frowning a little.
"This plan, it's crazy."
Ren Tian was groaning, if he wanted to earn such a large amount of military merits, he would definitely not be able to make a small fuss, but his plan was not only huge, but one did not succeed, and his dungeon journey was over, even if it succeeded, it was estimated that he would be hunted down by the entire Three Kingdoms forces.
But after success, even if it didn't last long, Ren Tian believed that the military merits needed to exchange famous generals and celebrities would definitely roll in.
This plan is really crazy to the extreme.
Thinking about it, a flash of determination flashed in Ren Tian's eyes, so be it.
……
Five days later.
On this day, a few hundred miles east of Luoyang, somewhere in a village.
This village was already full of people, all kinds of people, there were ordinary people, there were golden warlocks wearing yellow robes, as well as yellow turban wrestlers and golden armorers, neatly and neatly, and the whole village was like a small military camp.
In the middle of the village, there is a Dharma altar, and there is a huge stove burning in the middle, in front of the Dharma altar, there is a man wearing a Dharma crown and a beard, a pair of eyes seem to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and the purple and yellow Taoist robes on his body are windless.
Everyone's eyes were on him, and a famous general in front of him led the ranks.
"Good teacher, I've got it all here."
"Good teacher, I've made arrangements."
All the generals were out of the ranks, and the next moment, the man grabbed a handful of yellow talismans and sprinkled them into the sky.
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”
Everyone in the village shouted loudly.
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”
For a moment, the whole village was filled with this shout, and the people with yellow scarves tied around their heads or necks, with a fanatic look in their eyes, each with a hoe or a rake in his hand, shouted there.
"Let's go!"
Zhang Jiao shouted, and everyone in front of him was scattered, and the people in this village also scattered in all directions.
The Yellow Turban Uprising has broken out!
From this day on, almost in a short period of time, all the members of the Yellow Turban Sect took up arms, and the people who had received many favors from the Yellow Turban Sect before also joined the Yellow Turban Sect at this moment, and put on the Yellow Turban, like a snowball, rolling bigger and bigger.
"Conquer the city, open the granary, and distribute the grain and grass!"
Somewhere in Dongjun, outside a city, the mighty Yellow Turban soldiers have swept over, and almost all the villages and towns along the way have been occupied by the Yellow Turban soldiers, and now, what they want to attack is this city.
The Chengchi County Commander had already received the news, the city gate was closed, and the city head was all defenders.
In the distance of the city gate, a Yellow Turban military general in charge of the command shouted: "Capture this city, reward 30,000 for military merits!" ”
Two players' eyes lit up when they heard this.
Military merit!
"Rush!"
The Yellow Turban Soldiers rushed towards the gate, and the people who rushed to the front were some ordinary people with hoes and yellow scarves, and the Yellow Turban Legion at this time was only the lowest D-level legion, and the Yellow Turban soldiers were just farmers who had just picked up their hoes, how could they have any combat effectiveness at all?
But the first wave of the Yellow Turban Rebellion was won by the number of people.
The county magistrate at the head of the city was full of anxiety, shouting at the top of his voice: "Release the arrow!" Shoot the arrows! Don't let them storm the city, let go of the arrows! ”
Above the city, countless arrows shot downward.
The Yellow Turban soldiers who rushed to the front fell to the ground one after another, but the Yellow Turban soldiers behind them didn't care about these at all, they all had fanaticism in their eyes, and rushed towards the city like crazy.
It can be said that the Yellow Turban soldiers are mighty, standing outside the city net and looking at it, like ants, although several waves of arrows have shot a lot of Yellow Turban soldiers, but it is not much use at all, just a moment, these Yellow Turban soldiers are coming to the city, in front of the gate, countless Yellow Turban soldiers are breaking the city.
The improvised ladder sent up from the rear was used as a ladder and was placed directly on the top of the city, and the Yellow Turban soldiers began to ascend the city one by one.
Although the Yellow Turban soldiers fell one by one, they couldn't stand the number of people, and it was just a moment before the city was occupied by the Yellow Turban soldiers, and those two players were also leading the soldiers, taking this opportunity to kill frantically and harvest military achievements.
The city gate was quickly breached, and the apprentice of the great sage and good teacher immediately began to command the Yellow Turban soldiers to open the granary, and countless grains were distributed.
The people in yellow scarves cheered, and I don't know who shouted.
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”
The next moment, everyone was shouting.
"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”
The Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out very quickly, and in a short period of time, this scene of attacking the city and destroying the pond was staged in various places.
Historically, the Yellow Turban Rebellion mainly broke out in the area of the Ye line in Yingchuan East County, Nanyang, just facing Luoyang to the west, presenting an enclosed pocket.
But in the game, in addition to these three areas, there are also Yellow Turban Uprisings in the rest of the place, except for a few important cities that have not been defeated, and almost all the maps in the game are the sphere of influence of the Yellow Turban soldiers.
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