Make waves in the Three Kingdoms of Gaowu

In the dark. Meteorites in the sky continue to fly towards the million-strong army. Countless people looked at the roar of the sky in horror, and they were frightened and trembled by the abnormal sound of the sky.

They cried, cursed, ran, and even prostrate powerlessly on the ground, looking at the furious dome of the sky.

The 30,000 soldiers were safe and sound, and they stared blankly at the endless meteorite.

They all knelt on the ground and shouted loudly, "Thank God for revitalizing my Han Family." "

On the high platform, a majestic old man in a dragon robe, wearing his silver hair, drew his sword and pointed angrily at the sky.

He was full of unwilling insults, "My king Mang does not respect ghosts and gods, does not obey the mandate of heaven, and only believes that my fate is up to me." Thief God, my son of a dignified crossing, the son of your plane cheats like this, I am not convinced. However

, a huge meteor fell from the sky and smashed the cursing old man into the ground, and instantly turned into nothing.

With the appearance of countless meteors, the whole world began to change.

The white horse crossed the gap, the stars shifted, and more than a hundred years passed.

Heaven and earth were magnified tenfold, and spiritual energy was also filled with air as well.

The martial generals became stronger, trained their qi and blood, and learned martial arts skills.

You can summon the demon god, you can summon the flying dragon, the sword descends from the sky, and the sword splits the moon.

The civil servants became more agile in their thinking and developed spiritual power.

It can call wind and rain, summon divine thunder, spread meteorites, and can descend heavenly fire.

The population continues to grow wildly, and there are hundreds of millions of people in the Dahan territory alone.

But most of these skills are wealthy families, and the poor can occasionally produce a few martial generals, and it is impossible for a strategist.

The trajectory of history is still the same as before, silently moving forward.

It just added the call of the strategist, the slash of the martial general, and the cold number of deaths and injuries.

Late Han, Emperor Ling, Guanghe 6th year [183], early spring.

In the Lone Wolf Valley of Linglong Mountain, Rubo Town, Duan Lang stood in a room full of leaky air, he touched his majestic arms, and couldn't help but be in a daze.

Although that handsome face is slightly immature, it still can't hide the heroic face.

"I actually crossed over..." In

the middle of the night, he also burst his liver to play a game of Three Kingdoms, and when he woke up, his soul pierced here.

The Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty, the sixth year of Guanghe, this will be the Yellow Turban Uprising next year.

He also became the sixteen-year-old youngest son of Duan Ying, a famous general in the late Han Dynasty, also called Duan Lang, but with a stable expression.

The point is that Duan Ying died four years ago.

What's more terrifying is that this big man has gone off track, and through the memory Duan Lang in his mind, he knows that the martial generals here can split the qi, and the advisers call for wind and rain.

Since the departure of the original owner's father, Duan Ying, the original owner was suppressed by various ethnic groups instructed by the Yuan family in Runan. Ten thousand acres of good land, thousands of servants all robbed and robbed.

Only in this poor Linglong Mountain, find a mountain top to fall grass, the original owner passed in a fit of anger, which allowed the modern man Duan Lang soul to come here.

The picture shows a simple cottage, where more than a hundred old and weak people work hard.

Duan Lang's heart couldn't help twitching, this is the mountain bandit, this is the capital of his own family, and he also has to face the suppression of the Yuan family of the fourth and third princes.

Duan Lang's heart couldn't help but twitch, and his heart was uncomfortable.

In this new century, there are three young people, who have cars, houses, and jobs. Life is not satisfactory, but at least it can be a comfortable life.

But now, directly coming to this high-martial version of the late Han Dynasty, the Qiu family is still the Yuan family of the fourth and third princes and various major families.

Duan Lang's heart jumped violently, and the whole person was not good.

I remember that before crossing over, I collected an ancient coin, and then burst my liver with excitement, and the result was to cross to the end of the Han Dynasty. Duan Lang hurriedly searched on his body to see if he could find the ancient coin.

It's best to cross back, can't, give a system dad, you leave me in this high-martial version of the Han Dynasty, isn't this life-threatening?

No matter how he searched, he couldn't find it.

An old man in a linen robe walked in. Duan Lang saw that it was Elder Hua, his own housekeeper.

Seeing this, Elder Hua quickly handed the treasure knife to Duan Lang.

Only then did he say, "Is the young master looking for this treasure sword?" Just now you fainted, left on the ground, and for a moment wanted to help you into the house, and then found this knife for you.

Duan Lang took the short knife blankly, looking at the exquisite scabbard, the figure of the previous Duan Ying appeared in his mind.

The tall figure, full of confidence, as if nothing could overwhelm him.

Elder Hua then said, "Young Lord, there is always hope for people to live. But the young lord is young after all, and now he is already a soldier-level ten-level warrior, I believe that the young lord will be able to become a generation of famous generals like the lord sooner or later. "

Now warriors and advisers are divided into ten ranks: troops, teams, tun, qu, sima, captain, general, left general, great general, and wang, and each level is divided into ten levels.

Duan Lang's mind couldn't help but have the information of the division of warriors and strategists.

He looked at Elder Hua, and his heart was full of sorrow.

The predecessor did not understand why all the major families had to kill him, and when he saw this dilapidated village, he left in anger.

As a descendant, he naturally knew.

This period relied on the eunuch to suppress the family, in fact, to put it bluntly, it was a knife in the hands of the Spirit Emperor, and the Duan family became a victim of the struggle between the imperial power and the family.

Duan Ying abandoned himself and died drinking to protect his family. The mighty Duan family family couldn't get it, but Runan's predecessor faced the crazy suppression of the family.

Duan Lang shook his head, this world does not allow people who do not survive, they can only break in, and they can still have a chance to survive.

"Elder Hua, the experience in the past few years has made me feel something."

Elder Hua looked at Duan Lang with some surprise, since his own master left, this young master had not said a word, even his treasure was snatched by others, he did not dare to refute it.

Step by step back down, step by step back, finally came to this barren land.

"Young Lord, how do you feel?" Elder Hua couldn't help but speak.

Duan Lang said in a low voice, "Gou was bullied in the deep mountains, and no one provoked Lang in the busy city. I was too young before, and I always thought that I would survive in this troubled world, and when I became a martial artist in the future, I would avenge my father.

"But this world does not let me live, then fight, rush, fight, there will always be life."

Elder Hua looked at Duan Lang dumbfounded, his confident eyes shining.

Elder Hua couldn't help but sigh and said, "Young Lord, don't do this. This fourth and third prince of the Yuan family, where in the world is not his disciple. Let's do it, being able to leave incense for the old man is the most important thing.

Duan Lang shook his head and said softly, "Elder Hua doesn't need to persuade anymore, if we don't fight hard, then we will be like a withered weed, disappearing into this world forever."

Then Duan Lang's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a loud voice, "Elder Hua, we should set a small goal, collect all the mountain bandits in Runan, and become the biggest mountain bandits in Runan. Hang a big flag on our cottage and write for Skywalk. Hearing

that Elder Hua's eyes widened, he really wanted to pull Duan Lang's collar and ask him loudly, are you still a small target?

Did you know that there are seven cottages in Runan?

Each cottage leader is at least a captain-level warrior, with thousands of warriors under him, more than 10,000 young and strong, and 100,000 ordinary villagers.

As far as our Linglong Mountain, the village owner Li Feng is a Sima-level martial artist, there are two Sima-level martial artists under him, five or six tun-level martial artists, and the rest of the martial artists are hundreds.

Look at our cottage, there are three warriors, the most powerful I am a team-level martial artist, and you and Chen Zhi are just soldier-level martial artists.

And there are many small cottages around, which cottage is not stronger than us?

Young Lord, are you a small goal?