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Chapter 100 I, Zhang Jiao, an ordinary person

"Cough...cough..."

At this time, Zhang Jiao couldn't help coughing, and the two burly men guarding him immediately turned their heads and looked at him with worried eyes.

Zhang Jiao shook his head, indicating that he was fine, but looked at the chat box suspended in front of him, with confusion in his eyes, what is this?

He watched the profile pictures light up one after another, seeming to be discussing things about him, so he responded silently.

"I, Zhang Jiao, am indeed an ordinary person."

After saying that, he couldn't help coughing again. He was weak and sick, and he might not have much time left.

I heard a loud shout in the distance, "Bold thieves! You are all humble people, cultivating the fields of the Han Dynasty and enjoying the majesty of the Han Dynasty. You are not proud of it. Instead, you gather here with the intention of attacking the county town. You guys

Do you want to be that grass bandit and rebel?!"

A burly man wearing bright-colored armor stood on the top of the wall, his brows raised, and an evil spirit coming from his face, angrily scolding the humble people below the city who were skinny and holding hoes.

There was a look of surprise on his face. These humble people were a little different from what he had seen in the past. In the past, they were like walking zombies. They bowed their heads when talking and were submissive. But now they dared to look directly at him fiercely, and there was something more in their eyes.

…

Light?

"General Guan, don't waste words with these untouchables. The unworthy people are all idiots. They can't stand in the lobby and don't know anything..."

A scholar wearing a Confucian robe on the side fanned his fan and stared at the dense crowd under the city, with a cold look in his eyes. "At a glance, there are only 300,000 grassroots bandits gathered here. If General Guan is so brave,

Lead the army and defeat them, and then we can say a few nice words to the superiors. Isn't it nice to get promoted and make a fortune?"

General Guan's face suddenly changed, and his original idea of ​​​​repelling them gradually dissipated. If the world is not in chaos, it will be difficult for military generals from poor families to have a path to promotion. They are all disciples of those powerful families. It is difficult for ordinary people to climb up.

Three hundred thousand...

It can be considered a small feat, but it is worth the effort of several years of guarding.

General Guan immediately raised the long sword in his hand and looked at the yellow scarf troops approaching the city wall wielding hoes. His eyes gradually became cold, and he said, "All the troops listen to the order.

The army attacks!"

Following his order, the closed city gate slowly opened, and countless soldiers wearing standard armor poured out of the city gate and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army holding hoes.

General Guan was full of confidence, "500,000 vs. 300,000, the advantage is mine!"

He has personally trained the 500,000 city defenders for five years. They are usually used to suppress bandits. Some of them have seen blood. They are just homeless bandits. How can they turn the world upside down?

When the time comes, they will be imprisoned and sold to the big families, and they will be demoted as slaves. They have no household registration or land registration. They have been slaves of the family for generations, and no one will redress their grievances when they die.

Is it miserable?

awful.

But this has nothing to do with the general. He only knows that a prisoner is worth a thousand dollars. If a person has no conscience, he will definitely get rich!

"kill!"

"Come on!"

Zhang Jiao, who was sitting firmly among the Yellow Turban Army, couldn't help coughing, then took a deep breath, his face turned rosy, he waved the flag in his hand, and an unknown light gathered around him.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky must stand!

If you are born in Jiazi, the world will be blessed!"

Following Zhang Jue's hoarse voice, the waving flag flashed with yellow light, and then flew into the sky and turned into a yellow cloud, covering the Yellow Turban Army at the forefront of the charge.

In an instant, the bodies of tens of thousands of people became extremely large, and the ground was trampled with a rumble. The swung hoes also turned into magical weapons. The defenders who were blocking the city in front of them were rushed away in an instant, and blood and flesh flew everywhere for a while.

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Those who became huge were like being enveloped in invisible armor, invulnerable and invincible. They were like ghosts and gods descending, covered in blood, frightening the charging defenders to pieces. Some of them turned around and ran away without any resistance.

Heart.

"Bold! How dare the demon cause trouble!"

General Guan, who was standing at the top of the city, was furious. He jumped down from the city wall that was dozens of feet tall. He waved the long sword in his hand. A sharp white light flashed out, cutting through thousands of troops. Only one man rushed into the Yellow Turban Army.

In the large formation, thousands of people were killed instantly with a single slash.

Then there was another chop, and thousands more bodies were separated.

The originally dense yellow scarf formation was visibly empty. General Guan laughed loudly and wanted to draw his sword again, but unexpectedly a spear came galloping from a distance and pierced his chest in an instant. The spear's remaining power remained unabated.

It hit the city wall, and with a roar, the towering city wall broke open, revealing a huge gap.

A big man walked over slowly, kicked General Guan's head, and pointed at the ruined city wall with an expressionless face, "Kill! Anyone from a secular family will be killed without mercy!"

"kill!!!"

The Yellow Turban Army poured into the city like a tide, roaring with excitement, chasing the usually arrogant and domineering defenders. Their repressed nature was instantly released, and countless pale white rays of light surged and drifted from their bodies.

in mid-air.

Zhang Jue in the distance slowly raised his hand, and the pale white light fell into his hand and slowly gathered together.

He sat there quietly and continued to look at the strange chat group and those strange QQ shops. It took him a while to calm down.

At this time, the sound of fighting in the city in front of them had stopped. There were corpses everywhere, and blood flowed all over the ground. It looked so miserable.

"This world..."

"Someone always needs to clean..."

Zhang Jue slowly raised his hand, and a cloud suddenly floated over in the sky. The next moment, the rain continued to fall, like a waterfall pouring, washing away the blood and washing away all the dirt in the world.

He slowly lowered his head and murmured to himself, "I'm really just an ordinary person."

[Group member Zhang Jiao has established his own QQ store and has put goods on the shelves. Please go and support it~]

At this time, the chat group was still discussing.

Luo Ji: "Actually, the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty was quite hard. I would rather be a peace dog than a person in troubled times. Too many people died. Zhang Jiao, do you want to purchase weapons and food? I can get as much as I want here!"

Zhang Jiao: "That's great. Our 30 million Yellow Turban Army is short of clothes, food and weapons. We are in need of resources."

Luo Ji: "How much... much... how much?"

Xiao Yan: "There are actually 30 million people in the Yellow Turban Army? How dare you say you are an ordinary person??"

Luo Ji: "Although 30 million is a bit beyond my expectation, it is no problem at all. I have a world's resources at my disposal, which can supply food and weapons for more than a billion people."

Since the advent of Trisolaran technology, the technological level of the earth has increased rapidly. Coupled with the warrior system of Luo Feng's world, almost everyone has a healthy and long life, and is extremely powerful. One person can be as powerful as the previous five or six people.

This is equivalent to the fourth, fifth, and sixth industrial revolution on earth. The output is unprecedentedly strong, and there is no problem with the surplus materials to support billions of people.

Luo Ji: "But these resources need to be exchanged. Do you have anything to recharge Q coins? That thing is very valuable."

[Ding! The items sold by group member Zhang Jiao were purchased by group administrator Zhao Jie, and group member Zhang Jiao received 100,000 Q coins. ]

Luo Ji: "..."

Damn it, why are the newcomers now richer than the other? There are Luo Feng, Beibei, and Zhang Jiao behind. They earn Q coins very quickly. Luo Ji earns 100 Q coins...

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Luo Ji: I am a humble and helpless wall-facer, a Trisolaran. I miss the time when I faced you so much~()

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