The Yellow Turban is powerful, and eight of the thirteen states in the world have the figure of the Yellow Turban thief, and Emperor Han Ling is not in a hurry!

"Your Majesty, the minister has a strategy, I don't know if I should talk about it or not!"

Fortunately, at this time, the great general He Jin stood up again.

"General, it's all this time, what is the plan, let's talk quickly!" Emperor Ling was a little annoyed.

"Your Majesty, now that the thieves are powerful, it is unrealistic for the army to expel them all, so I will not give an order to let the county guards in various places recruit warriors to ask for meritorious service to the thieves, and send Zhonglang to lead tens of thousands of elite soldiers to fight for the thieves in three ways......"

"Let the garrison recruit their own village warriors, this can be ..... with the rules of my Han Wu Dynasty."

After hearing He Jin's words, Emperor Ling hesitated a little.

There was a rule in the Wu Dynasty of the Han Dynasty that all garrisons and state lieutenants were not allowed to recruit troops without authorization, and the number of soldiers in each state was fixed, and anyone who dared to recruit one more would be punished for treason.

Wouldn't it be a sudden relaxation of the rules now?

"Since Your Majesty does not agree, the minister really has no choice but to watch the Yellow Turban Thief devour the Wu Dynasty!"

Seeing Emperor Ling's slight hesitation, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed on He Jin's face.

"Okay, good, as long as you can get rid of the Yellow Turban thief, everything will be arranged by the general!"

Seeing that He Jin had a temper, Emperor Ling didn't dare to hesitate at all, and directly decided the matter.

He Jin was able to keep the throne at the beginning, if He Jin didn't care about this matter anymore, who else in the entire Han Wu Dynasty could stand up and preside over the overall situation?

Immediately, after the list was drafted, it began to be transmitted to various states and counties.

After some Taishou saw the list text, a gleam flashed in their eyes, didn't this give themselves a chance to support the army and respect themselves?

What a beautiful thing it is to recruit village warriors to make military achievements?

Therefore, after the text was passed down, various states and counties actively began to respond, and some of them recruited thousands of villagers in a short period of time, with an army in their hands, and the counties and states began to counterattack the yellow turbans, and for a time they achieved good results.

It was also at this time that all kinds of high-ranking people appeared, and they were dissatisfied with the Yellow Turban thieves who reversed the black and white cholera man, and immediately joined the conquest team, and some even contributed their own money and efforts to start exterminating the Yellow Turbans.

Of course, Wen Hao, who is far away in the mountains, doesn't know about all this, he is still leveling the land.

At this moment, at a glance, he has leveled about twenty acres of land, and the father and mother of the writer are planting sorghum and corn in the distance, a leisurely pastoral life.

However, just when Wen Hao was in full swing, Zhang Da turned over the pile of rocks.

"Lord, lord, there is something going on here, come and take a look!"

He saw that the writer was still wielding a hoe, and immediately waved his hand anxiously.

"Is there something wrong?" Seeing this, Wenhao hurried over with a grim face.

During this period of time, after he repaired the stone bricks and wood, he asked Zhang Da and Zhang Er to build their own houses, and now they have built two tiled houses.

"What's wrong?" After a few jumps came to Zhang Da, Wen Hao hurriedly spoke.

"Lord, go over and take a look!" Zhang Da didn't know how to explain, and hurriedly pointed in the direction of the house.

"Let's go!" Wen Hao was anxious, and immediately rushed over with Zhang Da.

After a while, Wen Hao rushed to the house with Zhang Da, it didn't matter, Wen Hao immediately frowned.

Not far from the house, I saw a young man lying with blood all over his body, who had now completely passed out.

"My lord, the two of us were tiling the house at the time, but this person stumbled over from a distance, and passed out before he could get to him......"

Zhang Er saw the writer coming and hurriedly explained the situation.

"Forget it, it's important to save people, bring some water and cotton cloth...."The writer walked to the young man's side.

In his previous life, because he often had to go to the field for archaeology, he didn't learn much about first aid, and it was not a problem to deal with it.

Gently turning up the young man, wiping his lips with water, and slowly washing his face, Wen Hao saw the young man's face clearly.

"Huh, what is this?" Wen Hao wondered,

Seeing that this young man's face was like a heavy jujube, his lips were greased, his eyes were red, his eyebrows were lying silkworms, and he had a beard that was not short..... seeing such a look, Wen Hao's first reaction was that Guan Gong was alive.

"Zhang Da, Zhang Er carried this person into the house first, kept smearing his lips with water, and waited until he was sober!"

Although he had doubts in his heart, Wen Hao decided to save people first.

"Is it really Guan Yu?" After carrying the young man into the room, Wen Hao muttered to himself.

Although it is not the real end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the characters who should have fallen one by one, even the legend of the old immortal of Nanhua, let alone other capable generals.

"Forget it, wait and see!" Wen Hao turned over the pile of rubbles again,

He saw that the young man's injuries were not light, and there seemed to be notoginseng in the woods in the distance, so he just picked some and crushed the young man and put them on them, maybe he could reduce some of the pain.

Half an hour later, when Wen Hao returned to the house with a lot of Sanqi, the young man lying on the couch had already woken up.

After he saw Wen Hao, he struggled and wanted to turn over and get out of bed to kneel down to worship Wen Hao.

"What are you doing, lie down!" Wen Hao hurriedly stopped.

"Engong's life-saving grace, Yun Chang will never forget, and I hope that Engong will be worshiped by Yun Chang...."

Even if he was stopped, the young man on the couch still had no intention of stopping.

"Yun Chang, are you ......." The young man's words suddenly made Wen Hao stunned on the spot,

"Could it be that he is really Guan Yu Guan Yunchang?" After struggling to bow down, the young man slowly sat back on the couch.

"If it weren't for Engong's rescue, Guan's life would have been buried in the mountains today....."

After recovering a lot of strength, without waiting for Wen Hao to take the initiative to ask, the young man began to report to his home.

"Engong, my surname is Guan single word a feather, the word cloud is long, it is a good person in Hedong, four years ago, because I am not used to a strong bully, I killed him in a fit of anger, who knows that since then I have been infected with the grievances of the rivers and lakes, that Haoqiang actually colluded with the largest local gang, and had no choice but to leave the country....."

"Who knows, just half a month ago, I actually met that strong brother, this person is now a party commander of the Yellow Turban Army, under several battles, my internal strength is really inferior to them, so I have to flee into the mountains, but they are still unwilling to let me go....."

"In the end, I tried my best to get rid of them, but my strength was almost exhausted, and when I couldn't hold on, I saw smoke rising in the distance, and I ......."

The young man talked intermittently for a long time before he explained the cause and effect of his arrival here.

"Engong, please rest assured, I will leave in a while, and I will never cause trouble to Engong!"

After Guan Yu finished speaking, he saw Wen Hao thoughtfully, and hurriedly spoke again.

"Where are you going, as long as you don't dislike it, this will be your home from now on!"

Hearing that Guan Yu was leaving, Wen Hao's eyes widened, what kind of joke was he kidding, since it was a god sent to the door by God, how could he let him go so easily?