Chapter 184: The Roar of the Foundation

The starry sky overhead is clear that future generations will not see in any case, the inky blue sky, the silver stars, the cloudy clouds, the bright moon is as big as a roulette wheel, the volley is sprinkled with cold light, the earth is silvery, all the corpses are collectively disposed of, the water of the stream is almost dyed red for miles, the blood stains like silk threads and the occasional visible broken flesh and bones are sent downstream by the continuous flow of water, tonight, all the wounded and remnants are taken care of by their comrades, and only the wounded soldiers have a tent to sleep in to block the wind, and the wounds are bandaged from a thin linen cloth. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Yinyuan sat cross-legged next to a bonfire with a cold face, and there was still a faint red color mixed in the washed house. On the black letters of justice', the slag was not withdrawn into the body, but tied to the back with a strong belt, the crystal-like texture reflected the warm light in the firelight, the hat on the head changed to disguise itself as a yellow turban, which was indecently pierced on the forehead, just to block the wound that was broken by the emperor during the day, and the gap on the face that was injured by the sword qi was sewn together by Zhang Yan's skillful soldiers with a thin grass, Zhang Yinyuan looked at the blade and felt that it was quite the style of One Piece Risa crocodile Klockdal。

The burning bonfire drove away the slight coolness of the night, and the battle during the day almost crushed this yellow scarf, if it weren't for the fact that several yellow turban commanders on the frontal battlefield joined forces to kill the two Han court generals, and Zhang Yinyuan also appeared on the flank, I am afraid that the yellow turban would be hunted down in the end.

After Zhang Yinyuan, who became famous in World War I, was named a pioneer general by Zhang Yan, he finally completed the requirements of the main task one.

"You have successfully been appreciated by Zhang Yan, the leader of the Yellow Turban in Montenegro, and you have proved your bravery with the head of the enemy, the main quest one: make a name for yourself on the battlefield, complete."

"You've earned 500 bonus points."

"Main quest 2 opens."

"Main quest 2: There are no heroes at the time, and the erector becomes famous. (You're in the Yellow Turban faction, so you have to fight for the Yellow Turban faction!) At the beginning of this glorious era, heroes have not yet risen, and you need to gain great prestige before they can really grow up, and you must kill 1,000 Hanting soldiers and a high-ranking general on the battlefield in the next 240 hours! ）”

"Current Soldier Kills: 0/1000"

"Current Leader Kills: 0/1"

"Achievement: God of War (1/10)"

Gently tapping the slag on his back, Zhang Yinyuan's face was a little gloomy, and he felt bitter when he saw the second main task.

(Sure enough, it's the consistent style of the space.,Simple and rough.,It's just killing.,But 1000 people.,Fortunately, it's not for me to kill 1000 at a time.,Otherwise, I can only use a landslide and crack desperately.,But it's just to use.,On a battlefield of this scale.,This kind of big move that wilts when it's used up is also looking for death.。。。。 The words of senior generals, as long as there is a chance, maybe a set of skills can be lost in seconds, and the Three Kingdoms seem to have the rules of fighting generals before the battle, maybe it is feasible. . . ）

(There are no heroes at the time, hehe, too, during this time period of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, I'm afraid Dong Zhuo has become a top person, Liu Bei is estimated to be selling shoes, and those later heroes are also nesting in the horns, but it stands to reason that Lu Bu should already be very famous, right?) After all, this guy already had the title of the first in the world before the Battle of Tiger Prison Pass, damn it, history is not good and annoying people! If you go back this time, you have to look at these things more, otherwise you will really die if you hit your head like this again! ）

"Why do the chickens sit here alone? Wouldn't it be nice to have a good time with all the brothers? At this kind of post-war celebration banquet, there is meat to eat. ”

The long shadow pulled by the firelight sat down cross-legged beside Zhang Yinyuan, Zhang Yan handed over a piece of roasted and browned meat, Zhang Yinyuan grinned, he didn't know how to explain that he was sitting here alone and thinking about the main task, so he could only change his face to sadness, and said in a low voice: "I watched the corpses everywhere after the war, bleeding and drifting, the soldiers broke their armor and damaged their armor, and the water was red for several miles, and I was quite emotional in my heart, they are all the people of the Han family, why bother to see each other with swords and guns?" ”

"The people of the Han family?" Zhang Yan's originally happy expression stiffened suddenly, and she sneered.

"Hehe, huh! Did the meat eaters in Luoyang City take us grass mustard as the people of the Han family? Zhang Yan, who stood up, looked quite hideous in the reflection of the firelight, gritting her teeth and pointing to the sky.

"Eat with our blood and sweat day and night, and enjoy my wife and daughter every night! How can such a man treat us as the people of the Han family! Chicken cells! You see blood and drifting today, but you know that today I and the enemy have killed more than 10,000 people! You haven't seen that day, that night and night, how many have I starved to death, froze to death, been flogged to death, and forced to die? ”

Zhang Yan's tall and thin body was against the head with round eyes, her hair stood upside down in anger, loudly denouncing the big people in the high temple, her chest was violently bulging, her heavy wheezing was like a bellows blowing flames, and her hands trembling violently pressed Zhang Yinyuan's shoulders, and across the big, Zhang Yinyuan's shoulder blades were numb.

"I wait for the people of the Han family to work hard! There are no cattle in the field! Man pulls the plow! Sweat and sweat! Grain is handed over in autumn, and even the seeds of the next year are not enough for grain tax! Selling sons and daughters, just to be able to raise an acre of thin land that can't live! ”

Zhang Yan roared loudly, gradually, the noisy soldiers not far away quieted down, with the roar of Zhang Yan's angry lion, the yellow scarves belonging to his commander were quiet, when this huge sound spread all over the wilderness, one after another shouted around the entire camp, Zhang Yan closed his mouth violently, the bronze bell-like eyes burned with the lowest struggle and the resistance of the foundation of the land to eat! This dazzling gaze made Zhang Yinyuan uneasy.

The camp was silent, and there was a low sobbing sound with the rising flames of the bonfires, blowing along the evening wind into every simple camp tent, and the careful cry pierced Zhang Yinyuan's skin tight, which was a sadness he had never experienced.

After a long time, there was a faint cry from a tent that leaked everywhere, this cry that was only heavier than breath seemed to wake up the war drums of the Thunder God of the sky, and like a stone falling into a calm lake, the ripples stirred up the cry of the entire Yellow Turban Battalion!

"The heavens are dead ... Yellow... Heaven stands! ”

The cries of the company aroused the roar of the battalion, and the farmers who had been baptized by the war stepped on the thick earth and let out an earth-shattering roar!

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

It is a dynasty that has decayed to the limit, and the foundations that have grown on the land are about to collapse and let out a heart-rending wail.

It is a glorious empire that is crumbling, and the foundations of the earth are facing collapse and shout earth-shattering roars.

It is a dilapidated country falling apart, and the roots of the people who are about to be destroyed to support the big people stand up and tear apart the movement of the times.

The ground trembled beneath his feet with a loud noise, and fine pieces of gravel were shaken.

This shocking slogan is shouted by the most desperate mouth, the most terrifying sound!

Zhang Yinyuan looked at the tall and thin man in front of him in a daze, his raised arms flashed with blue light, and the surging qi and blood made a sound of waves crashing on the shore, and erupted to a new height with this shout!

"Those people don't treat us as the people of the Han family! In order to feed our farmers, the great sage and good teacher took us into the palace and built an era with our own hands that we didn't have to sell our children! ”

"Chicken, do you want to come with us?"

"Together, build an era where you don't go hungry!"

The tall and thin figure made a low voice, the slightly bent waist, the outstretched hand, the hope and the fire in the eyes, just as the expectation when the pioneer position was promised to him during the day, shining brightly in the dark darkness!