Chapter 387: The Yellow Turban Army
Drink wine in a big bowl, eat meat in a large piece, and enjoy the guests and hosts.
Taking advantage of the wine, Tiangong brought the topic to solicitation again.
"Brother Da Niu, you have such skills, but you are nested in this deep mountain and old forest, you really shouldn't be!"
The landlord hurriedly helped: "The people of my generation should ask for the people's lives, although they have died without regrets!"
Rengong looked at Qiao Ladan affectionately: "Come on, Brother Da Niu, join us, let's work together to create a peaceful and prosperous world!"
This......
Joradan was thinking about how to refuse.
Next to it.
The elders of Sanhe Village spoke.
"Da Niu, go, it is incumbent on you to contribute to the people of the world!"
"We have lived a lifetime of these old bones, or the first time to live like a person, the life of the past few months, I never dreamed of it, this kind of good life, not only we people hide in this deep mountain and old forest, we have to let everyone in the world live this kind of good life to applaud!"
"You're skilled, it's time to show off your skills in this troubled world!"
"It's extreme, don't worry about the village, with our old bones, you can't mess up!"
"Go, let everyone in the world take a look, the men who go out of our Sanhe Village are all well-known heroes!"
One by one, they were all confused by the Heavenly Father, and they all helped the Heavenly Father to speak.
Speaking of which, this Tiangong still has a certain personality charm, coupled with his ambitions, his rhetoric is a set of words, and people can't help but want to be effective, that is, these old men can't lift swords when they are old, otherwise, they will also rebel.
After being persuaded by these old men, Joradan didn't know whether to accept or refuse.
Tiangong raised the sea bowl and walked to Qiao Ladan: "Brother Da Niu, you have also seen it, these righteous troops under my hands, they are said to be the army, but in fact they are rabble, I won't tell you, a few days ago, there were tens of thousands of people in the righteous army, as a result, after a big battle, the dead fled and fled, only these people remained, and they were killed by this just military discipline, if you don't help me, the righteous army will be exterminated by the eagle dogs of the imperial court, and all the people in the world can only continue to live in dire straits!"
The landlord also stepped forward: "Are you still holding a grudge against your little lady? It's okay! It's a big deal, I'll stab myself again, as long as you are willing to follow my eldest brother, I will give you this life is no problem!"
The man carried the wine jar and poured a big bowl for Joladan: "It's a gentleman, just do it (four times), just do it (one sound)!"
This!
Joradan's blood surged into his brain, picked up the big bowl, and touched Sangong.
"It's done (four times)!"
Tilt your head and it!
The three princes glanced at each other, laughed, and raised their heads to drink the wine in the bowl.
And that's it.
Just wait for tomorrow to reorganize the army, kill out of the Yuema Mountain Range, and kill outside Shangyang City.
Speaking of the Great Army.
Joradan took advantage of the wine, waved his hand, and pulled out all the things in the Sumeru ring.
Ooh!
The audience was amazed.
Do you think, except for the three princes, the rest of the people are all ordinary people, who have seen such immortal methods, and they are stunned.
After being stunned, there was ecstasy.
"Grandpa, grandpa, a lot of food, a lot of food!"
"That's a lot of salt, we don't have to worry about running out of salt in the future. ”
"This, this, the best fine iron, the best way to make weapons!"
"Mother, look, flower cloth, flower cloth, I want to wear new clothes, I want to wear new clothes!"
All of them were crazy.
The three princes looked at Joradan's eyes, and they were even more fiery, they had already recognized this ring, this is the magic weapon of the immortals, Sumeru ring, this thing is a space of its own, it can be filled with mountains and reclaimed seas, with such treasures, the army no longer has to worry about logistics!
I really want to rush up and get the Sumeru ring off Joradan's finger.
Can't.
Although he learned some immortal spells, however, thinking of the furious capital of Qiao Ladan holding the big tree and sweeping away the thousands of troops, the three princes shivered together, such a warrior, it is better not to provoke!
So.
"Brother Da Niu is really a god and a man!"
"With the help of the big bull brothers, the hegemony will be successful!"
"God is pitiful, I am glad that we have been given such a lieutenant general!"
"This public has an order, and the Zhang Daniu brothers are named Yellow Turban Warriors, and they are on an equal footing with the three fairs, if there is any disrespect, there will be no forgiveness!"
All the rebels knelt down in response, and for a while, the mighty call of the Yellow Turban wrestlers resounded through the mountains and forests.
Make military rations.
Making military uniforms.
Make weapons.
With these things brought back by Joladan, the rebels are changing shotguns for cannons, and their image has changed greatly.
This group of people dressed in green clothes and holding long swords are the heavenly army, and they are the guards of the heavenly prince.
The group of people dressed in pale clothes and holding swords in their hands were the army of the land, and they were under the control of the land.
Another group of men dressed in black and armed with spears were the army of men, led by the people.
Of course, Qiao Radan, who was named the Yellow Turban Lux, could not be without his subordinates, and the bandits who were originally incorporated by Sanhe Village plus a group of people transferred by Tiangong became the Lux Battalion.
Then.
Everyone, following Joladan's example, tied a yellow turban on top of their heads, and the rebel army finally had a name, called the Yellow Turban Army.
In fact, the reason why Joladan tied a yellow scarf on his head was not to be handsome, but to avoid people's eyes.
When Old Man Zhang rescued him at the beginning, that injury was really scary, not only by the power of the void, but also by the thunder, a black hair, all burnt, bald.
In the past few months, although a clump of hair has grown, it is still very different from the long hair of the world, usually it is nothing, if you want to go to Shangyang City to buy salt, you have to cover it up, so as not to be targeted, so there is this yellow scarf.
Unexpectedly, this yellow turban has become the symbol of the Yellow Turban Army.
Let's go!
The Yellow Turban Army, whose morale was greatly boosted, marched towards Shangyang City with majestic steps.
Well, it's not just the male and female steps, but also the female and female steps.
Zhang Cuihua!
The only woman in the Yellow Turbans.
Marching and fighting, Qiao Ladan didn't plan to take Zhang Cuihua with him, but Zhang Cuihua had to follow, and Old Man Zhang added fuel to the fire, and Qiao Ladan had no choice but to take her with him.
In fact.
What Joraldan didn't know was that it wasn't Zhang Cuihua who wanted to keep up, but Old Man Zhang.
"Cuihua, although Da Niu is a child with infinite strength, he is upright by nature, and he will inevitably be bullied by others, you follow him and help him come up with ideas. ”
"Old man, I look at the three dukes, not as compassionate as on the surface, the reason why he is so polite and virtuous, is just that he fell in love with the divine power of the big cow, the cunning rabbit is dead and the lackey cooks, and the birds are good and the bow is hidden, you follow the big cow, and have more eyes for him, understand!"
If you don't say that there is an old man in the family, there is a treasure.
Although this old man is just an old farmer, his eyes are poisonous and ruthless, and he can see so thoroughly.
Because of this, Zhang Cuihua cried, made trouble, and hanged herself, and set off with the army.