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

A group of men wearing yellow turbans, following the fat figure, began a new round of their attack. Although they could not understand the meaning of the words they read along with the leader, they felt very good when they read them, and the syllables had a special rhythm that made them catchy.

"Low exploded."

This is Elijah's evaluation, the group of people in front of him seems to him to be completely insulting to the Yellow Turban, in her world, the world where magic really exists, the so-called Yellow Turban, at least the core of the Golden Army is not just a group of peasants who have lost their minds because of fanaticism, that is the existence that has truly realized the Divine Descent Technique, which can also be called the Divine Fighting Technique, and has obtained part of the power of the Taoist Yellow Turban Wrestlers.

And Zhang Jiao, who did that with his personal strength, was the absolute strongest magician in that era, close to the existence of a magician.

"I don't want to use this slogan, it's unlucky anyway, but this is the only slogan I remember that can be used in the peasant rebel army. Others either do not show the program too much, or place names appear. ”

"Nope." Ilya wanted to say something, but only shook her head and stopped talking, the world was different, and there was no point in explaining such things to the other party.

In fact, Pang Zhi has another more appropriate slogan in his heart, after learning about the history of the empire in the last hundred years, the slogan that immediately popped up - for the blue and pure world, but the gap between that slogan and their position is really too big.

"I'll lead you back what you're entitled to."

This is Tian Long's declaration, and the declaration of the group of civilians who follow him is half a lie, half a truth. However, it is precisely such half-truths and half-truths that can hold righteousness in their own hands, so that the people under them can fight without hindrance, and can take killing for granted.

The so-called justice in war is like this, and it is an excuse to justify killing one's own kind, and as for whether you are really on the side of justice, it depends on whether you can win.

"CC, have you figured out what I asked you to investigate?"

"It has been found out that most of the drifters who built this country in the past are women, very beautiful, and when fighting, they will show the characteristics of blonde hair and silver eyes, as for the others, they should be Asian." At this point, CC paused for a moment before saying his final words, "But what you're doing is really chilling." ”

"It's a very good description, and I'd be very happy if I could make that group of people feel scared in advance."

Silver Kamen showed no signs of anger at all in the face of sarcasm, no, he smiled playfully, "From your tone, it seems that you have been with someone like me." ”

"......," CC was silent for a moment before continuing, "We'll be here to help you with your plan, with Pyrrha playing your sister." ”

Isn't it you? There is no exit to such a question, although from the aspect of role playing, the green-haired witch in the call at the moment is more suitable, but the combat power that the other party is currently showing is too weak, and it is normal to let another person replace it for the sake of protecting himself.

"Have any other bodyguards?" The last time they met, Pyrrha was the only one who caught Virgil's attention, and the others they were carrying behind were at best a little stronger than ordinary soldiers.

Originally, they were just slave girls, and it was absolutely impossible for them to have any combat training, but when they met for the first time, they were a group of qualified rookie fighters, and at this moment, they were afraid that their strength would still improve.

"Their hearts are so big."

This is not just training in the usual sense, the CC two should have given a special exercise method to that group of people, which belongs to their unique exercise method, whether it is from the control of people's hearts, or the confidence in this kind of human experiment, they can be called big-hearted.

"Virgil, if you can get a chance to meet with the upper echelons of the empire, don't show mercy and kill them all."

"No problem." The silver-haired man said coldly, as if he were a simple swordsman.

"Let's do it, then."

Three days, no, it should be two days and seven hours, and the most terrible news has been delivered to the center of the empire, even faster than Pang Zhi and their capture of a city, and even faster than the instability of food prices in many commercial cities in the north.

"What are you kidding, this is a rumor, this is definitely a rumor!" Aristocratic men in gorgeous costumes roared angrily.

This time, however, no one blamed him for abandoning his aristocratic demeanor, for the other people who participated in the meeting had the same expressions, distorted to the point of madness.

Because the news was terrible, terrible enough to shake their power.

"The Wanderer of a hundred years ago is not missing, but assassinated, and the cause of everything is the child born to the Wanderer in this world, even if the Drifter does not have the desire to pass on the Empire to that child, he is still regarded as a thorn in the side of the Empire, no, the patriarch of the 12 races."

"In order to be able to control the empire, they assassinated the wanderers, but they were not able to find the child in the palace, so they expanded the scope of the killing, killing the warriors who once supported the wanderers one by one, and they almost succeeded."

"In the home of a rebellious knight, the knight gave them a child who had been hidden, with the exact same birthmark, so that they were sure that they had killed the right enemy, but it was the ploy of the faithful knight to give the young son, who resembled the master's child, as a betrayal, and send the real child away."

"In a hundred years, the child has died, but his heir has returned, in order to take back the country, in order to avenge the betrayal of him."

It's a made-up story, and most of what is said in it is a lie, but it's a lie that can't be refuted.

The disappearance of the Wanderers was so sudden, that they were dealt with the problem one day and that they were missing the next day, leaving there to be little good explanation for the Wanderers' disappearance, and all the excuses seemed to pale in the first place.

The other part is that they did launch a purge and killed many of their compatriots who had fought with them before, but it was only necessary to seize supreme power.

But the most important thing is another thing, whether this is true or not, in the current time of turmoil in the empire, this has become the best excuse for some guys, similar to themselves and others, just defeated.

"What should I do?"

The source of the rumor is not terrible, but the existence of those who intend to take advantage of the rumor is terrible.

"Declare this a rumor right away, and block the spread of this information as much as possible." The man's eyes were cold as he spoke, "Don't use the mentally retarded way that forbids them to discuss, mobilize your subordinates as much as possible, stir up other topics, preferably scandals of certain officials, and attract the attention of civilians." ”

"Also, you can add several versions of the story and mix it up with the scandal to dilute their attention."

"As quickly as possible, send someone to control the hero of the rumor......"

"Wait, don't use violence just yet, the other party may be a drifter or a waste." In this case, it will be difficult to bring them to their knees through violence, "the highest priority is to negotiate with them and see what conditions they have, preferably to get them to come to our side." ”

As for what to do after that, there is no need to say more.

"Absolutely, absolutely no one else should be allowed to reach them first."

It never matters what the truth is, what matters is what the so-called truth is passed on to the ears of others.