In the last years of the Apocalypse, the whole territory of Shaanxi was plagued by famine, and severe drought and insect plague caused the seedlings to wither and scorch, and starve all over the wilderness.

Deep mountains, dense trees, no moon and stars, no frogs and insects.

In a thatched house in the mountains, a kerosene lamp was lit inside, and several people sat and talked around a table of eight immortals.

"Xianzhong, it's okay to say these words to the brothers, if they are heard by someone with a heart, this is a big sin of the Zhulian Nine Clans!" An older man said with a little panic.

"What is this, what Brother Zhong said is reasonable, I support him, I see that you are an old thing and you are afraid of death!" The man who spoke had a beard on his face, and when he spoke, he could breathe hot air from his nostrils.

"Brother Meng, Brother Ruofeng is also thinking about us, don't be angry." After speaking, the man known as Xianzhong looked at Yang Ruofeng intentionally or unintentionally, and then sighed and said, "Brother Ruofeng, don't you know what kind of person you are loyal?" Now that the court is corrupt, relief has become empty talk, and Zhu Youzhen's old man is a narrow-minded faint king, and the people can't live, so we have no choice but to take risks. ”

Yang Ruofeng raised his head and drank a glass of wine, and said: "Loyalty, it's not Ruofeng who spares his life, you have to think clearly, although his old Zhu family is not as good as before, but the emaciated camel is always bigger than the horse, who doesn't want to rebel in the past few years, but in the end?" ”

Wang Meng slapped his palm on the table, the wine in the wine glass on the table shook ripples, and said angrily: "I'm fed up, what a life I have been living all day, Brother Zhong, you just say you don't do it!" I'll follow you! ”

Xianzhong drank his wine slowly and said: "Brother Ruofeng, now the situation is very clear, a peasant rebellion broke out in northern Shaanxi a few days ago, and it will soon form a prairie fire. Wang Jiayin of Fugu, Wang Ziyong rioted, and they occupied Huanglong Mountain. There are also Yichuan Wang Zuohang, Ansai Gao Yingxiang, Luochuan Zhang Cunmeng, Yanchuan Wang Monk, Hannan Wang Daliang and other responses, and the fire of struggle burned all over Shaanxi. ”

After saying these words, the people in the room were silent, the atmosphere was a little stagnant, the wind outside seemed to be roaring, blowing the doors and windows with a bang, Yang Ruofeng held the wine glass but didn't drink the wine into his stomach.

The wind blows the crows, the imp of Hades does not detour, the yaksha outside the door makes trouble, and you are laughing when you listen to impermanence.

"Gah! Ga! ……！ ”

Suddenly there was a strange sound outside, and several people in the room glanced at each other and immediately became vigilant.

"Which rat dares to pick up the corner of our brothers, and if you don't come out again, you're welcome!" Wang stood up with a loud thud.

"I'm coming in openly, why should I eavesdrop?" Before anyone saw it, they heard it.

Broken steps sounded outside the door, steady and flat, not slow or slow, and then the door was suddenly blown open by the wind, the piercing cries of the crows continued, and everyone was blown to tears by this strange wind.

Everyone stared at the sudden man, and no one made a rash move, and after a while, Xianzhong stood up and said with a smile: "I don't know where your Excellency is?" ”

The man who came in was dressed in black sackcloth, and the hat he wore on his head was also pure black, but his face was extraordinarily delicate, and on his arm stood a crow with a hoarse voice.

"Do you say me?" The man in black pondered, "Everyone else calls me a crow. ”

"Crows?" Yang Ruofeng muttered with a wine glass.

"Didn't you say you were going to rebel?" The crow smiled and took two steps and said, "I have a way to help you." ”

Yang Ruofeng stood up and smiled, and said, "Your Excellency can't talk nonsense, rebellion will cut off your head." ”

The crow didn't speak, walked to the table and unceremoniously poured himself a glass of wine, then took the glass and drank it with his head up......

In the third year of Chongzhen, Shaanxi gathered eighteen village farmers to organize a team to respond to Wang Jiayin and other riots, calling themselves "Eight Kings".

Clear skies, blue skies and auspicious clouds.

Shuntian Mansion, in the main hall, the two of them sat cross-legged on the dragon couch and played against each other.

"I don't know what the prime minister thinks of the situation now?" A man in a dragon robe fell a sunspot.

"Your Highness, there are riots in many places now, and although they are not enough to fight with me at present, it is difficult to guarantee that they will not gather together to rebel. The minister thought that they should be defeated one by one before they came anyway, and then allocate some silver from the treasury to help the victims below, so that on the one hand, they could appease the people, and on the other hand, they could also weaken the strength of the rebels in disguise. "The prime minister has not been left behind.

The man snorted coldly, looked up at the old prime minister in front of him and said, "Does the prime minister think that I am not as good as their ants?" Or do you have an opinion about me? ”

The prime minister's cold sweat flowed down violently, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with the placket of his clothes, and hurriedly said, "The minister doesn't dare!" There is no second heart! ”

"Where is the prime minister, I naturally believe you, the history of the Ming Dynasty is not only brilliant but also will not stop at ten or a hundred years later, since you are the old prime minister of the last dynasty, I believe you can understand some words." After speaking, the man changed his smiling face and said, "Prime Minister, it's your turn......"

The prime minister trembled and picked up a white son and said: "It's the minister's short-sightedness, His Royal Highness is right, my Ming world can't tolerate other people's fingers." ”

"Haha! The prime minister's words are true, I also dreamed yesterday that there is a dragon in the sky from the east of the purple qi, and it must be the heavens protecting my Daming Longji. The man dropped the last sunspot and said, "Haha! Prime Minister, you lost again......"

The prime minister smiled and nodded, took a few steps back and bent down to say goodbye, walked out of the hall and sighed, looked up at the flickering sky and muttered: "This day, it's going to change......

Yellow sand fills the sky.

A man with a spear and armor rode on horseback, unable to open his eyes from the wind and sand around him.

His armor was badly damaged, his face was stained with blood, and the head of his spear had not yet coagulated blood, and he covered his mouth and nose with his arm, looked back a few times from time to time, and then galloped on his horse.

On the other side, the sound of soldiers' announcements was heard outside the military tent.

"Why are you so impatient?" Out of the tent was a man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist.

The soldier who reported the report knelt down on one knee and clenched his fists and said, "Report!" Wang Zuohang of Yichuan was surrendered by the Ming court, and ......"

The man asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The soldier looked behind him, and before he could answer, a man's deep voice came from outside the gate: "Brother Cunmeng, do you remember me?" ”

Zhang Cunmeng thought for a while after seeing the coming, stepped forward and said with a smile: "Become a brother!" ”

The man took off his helmet and hugged Zhang Cunmeng and said: "Presumably Brother Cunmeng also knows, Wang Zuo surrendered, there is not much left in the whole army, and I have nowhere to go so I came here, I hope Brother Cunmeng will not feel abrupt." ”

Zhang Cunmeng patted his armor, and his eyes widened: "Where is the brother, it's too late for you to come and welcome the elder brother!" ”

Then he turned to the soldier and said, "Pass the order, the squadron leader is now the elder brother of Zicheng!" ”

"Yes!"

Inform the soldiers to leave with their fists clenched......

Central Plains Pingchuan.

One of the basins, the basin has a large army.

"Report!"

There was a rushing sound outside the tent.

"How's it going?"

On the throne in the tent sat a man, long and thin, with a yellowish face, one foot six inches, and a strong and fruitful man.

"General, our army has captured Gushi City!"

"Hahaha!" A man in the tent laughed a few times, grabbed a jar of wine next to him and poured it, then threw the jar on the ground and shouted, "Hahaha! Joyfully! ”

There are two people in the tent, one of them has white hair, it is Yang Ruofeng, he has had a lot of vicissitudes in the past few years. The other is more mysterious, a black nightcrawler wearing a hat, this person is a crow, he has not changed in a few years, and his appearance is exactly the same as a few years ago.

Yang Ruofeng always felt that something was wrong, and this siege seemed too easy, so he said: "We still can't take it lightly." ”

Wang Meng raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about, we have endured for so many years for today?" ”

Wang Meng didn't say that it was okay, as soon as he said Yang Ruofeng, he recalled the past few years, and at the beginning he followed the loyalty and rebellion, which initially belonged to Wang Jiayin for his own use, and then became an army of his own.

Because Xianzhong had studied and received military training when he was young, he was resourceful, resolute and brave, and soon showed his command ability, not to mention that there was a scheming crow behind him, which made this army the strongest of the thirty-six battalions with Wang himself as the leader of the alliance at that time.

Since then, he has followed the ranks of the displaced people and fought in Shaanxi, Shanxi, Henan, Anhui, Hubei, Sichuan and other places, and has made many military exploits. This group has also grown from a few thousand to tens of thousands, becoming the most powerful force, playing a pivotal role in the battle against the officers and soldiers, but it all seems to be too fast and too smooth.

"I didn't expect to be loyal to this step now, all of this is given by you, in other words, without you, there would be no loyalty today!" Xianzhong smiled.

The crow stroked the crow feather on his arm and said: "The general is polite, the minister had a dream yesterday, and in the dream, there is a dragon in the sky from the purple qi in the east, this is a rare luck, and the general will definitely be able to win the world in one fell swoop!" ”

"Borrow the auspicious words of the military division, come, I'll wait for one!" Xianzhong pushed the cup with them and changed the lamp.

"It's just ......," the crow paused.

"Just how?" Xianzhong glanced at him and asked.

"Alas, it's just that yesterday's purple qi was not very strong, and I'm afraid the next period of time will not be as smooth as before." The crow sighed.

"What then?!" Wang Meng put down his wine glass and hurriedly asked.

The crow said with some hesitation: "It's not that there is no way, it's just ...... Somewhat difficult. ”

"What's the hard way?" Xianzhong took a sip of wine and looked at the crow and asked.

The crow smacked and said, "I wonder if the general knows how to scatter beans into soldiers?" ”

Xianzhong nodded: "I've heard a little about the rumored secret arts, you go on." ”

"In fact, this bean sprinkling into a soldier is not groundless, but with the help of a mysterious power." Raven explained.

"What do you mean, as long as I master this secret technique, I will be able to open another government?" Xianzhong questioned.

"Not really." The crow then stroked the crow on his arm and said, "Scattering beans into soldiers is just a small trick, the real power is the Yin Soldier Talisman!" ”

"Does the general know that there are talismans in the world, and there are talismans in the underworld?"

Xianzhong said with interest: "The soldier talisman naturally knows, but this Yin soldier talisman has never heard of it. ”

The crow whispered mysteriously in Xianzhong's ear: "Legend has it that whoever gets the Yin Soldier Talisman will be able to use the power of the underworld to hold power!" ”