The tyrant of the Great Zhou Dynasty starts by summoning a fierce general!

Ma Yuanyi's voice was flat, but in Zhang Jiao's ears, it was as loud as a bell.

Zhang Jiao's eyes, which were originally slightly squinted, also opened a little at this time.

Hehe, this little doll really dares to say it, and it is not to say that there is some truth in his words, the current Great Zhou is no longer the Great Zhou of a hundred years ago. "

He, Lu Yao, is just a hairy boy who is lucky enough to get the throne, has he ever seen the suffering of the people in the world, has he ever known the tragedy of thousands of miles of red land, and the tragedy of changing children and eating? He thinks that shouting a few slogans can make the world calm? Hmph! It's ridiculous!"

Ma Yuanyi unconsciously spoke out when he heard this, helping Lu Yao to justify.

"This young emperor, although he ascended the throne for only half a year, but he is not an idle person, I have seen him in order to seek a good talent, into the refugees to find hard, I have also seen him do everything, to help the disaster victims, and this young emperor has a lot of capable generals around him, just more than a month of time, the entire division of the unification, from a down-and-out prince, to now the king of the world, but in an instant.

Hearing Ma Yuanyi's words, Zhang Jiao fell into silence.

His original intention was to let the people of the world have something to support the old and teach, and it was precisely because he witnessed that the world under the rule of corrupt officials and cool officials was so dirty, so he set off this massive Yellow Turban Rebellion.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was like a bamboo, and no one in the eight states could stop it.

On the surface, Zhang Jiao seems to be about to realize what he wants.

But only Zhang Jiao himself knew that the territory that the Yellow Turban Army had defeated would collapse at any time like a castle in the air, dragging the entire world into the abyss from which it could never recover.

Has the life of the people under the rule of the Yellow Turban Army really changed for the better? The answer is definitely no.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was less of a rebellion, more of a riot.

The appearance of Zhang Jiao gave those who had been resentful for a long time a window to vent, so the Yellow Turban Rebellion would be as turbulent as the Yellow River bursting its banks.

What's more, the quality of the sergeants and pawns of the Yellow Turban Army was uneven, and they temporarily relied on numbers and raids to occupy a certain advantage, but the termination and defeat of the Yellow Turban Rebellion over time was a sure thing.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion can be eliminated, but his desire to let the people of the world live and work in peace and contentment should not be dissipated.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Jiao couldn't help but sigh in front of Ma Yuanyi and asked.

"Is this son really as good as you say?"

Ma Yuanyi nodded very unwillingly.

After getting Ma Yuanyi's words, Zhang Jiao nodded silently.

"I'll think about it.

As soon as Zhang Jiao's words fell, his body suddenly trembled, and he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood forward.

Ma Yuanyi was shocked when he saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Zhang Jiao, and asked in a panic.

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Jiao held Ma Yuanyi's hand tightly, looked at the front weakly, and muttered.

"Walking against the sky, after all, is something that no human can do. "......

In another mansion in Jizhou City, the two brothers Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang gathered together.

Zhang Liang walked back and forth in the room, his expression was very uneasy and irritable.

"This Ma Yuanyi should be damned! Let him go to Si Li to do something, not only did the matter not get it done, but he even said wildly!" Zhang

Bao said with a solemn face after taking a sip of tea.

"It doesn't matter if Ma Yuanyi should die or not, the important thing is whether the eldest brother will be shaken by Ma Yuanyi's words.

Zhang Liang paused when he heard this, and he sat down again, looking a little gloomy.

"What does the second brother mean, the eldest brother wants to be recruited?"

Zhang Bao shook his head.

"It's a good thing if you can be recruited, and when the time comes, it's better to be an official and a half-job than to travel around without food, but I'm afraid that when the time comes, the eldest brother will give up the inheritance of the world that we have worked so hard to fight, you and I know the eldest brother best, in his eyes, only the people live in peace, and the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like dung with him. As

he spoke, Zhang Bao's eyes began to become cold.

"If the young emperor is really as Ma Yuanyi said, I am afraid that the eldest brother will compromise for the sake of the people of the world.

Zhang Liang slapped the table angrily when he heard this.

"Let me give away the territory that I won with great difficulty? Not to mention whether I am willing or not, if the millions of Yellow Turban believers under my command learn about this, they will not be able to tear our hands apart.

Zhang Bao put down the teacup in his hand and said indifferently.

"The Yellow Turban Army has developed so far, and the momentum is no longer something that the three of us brothers can decide with a word, and the interests are intricate, and the slightest carelessness will lead to fire. As

the saying goes, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

After tasting the taste of power, it is difficult for someone to say that they will let go.

The two brothers Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao exchanged glances, and immediately made a decision in their hearts.

They can't change Zhang Jiao's mind, but they can choose their own path.

So on the same day, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao quickly left Zhangjiao's Jizhou.

Zhang Bao returned to Youzhou overnight, and Zhang Liang returned to Qingzhou overnight.

At the same time, the battle in front of the Sword Pavilion Pass ended after all.

As early as when the eight-state coalition army arrived in Chongzhou, Zhang Dai had already arranged his own manpower among their soldiers.

In order to cause a chaotic war between the eight states at a critical moment, so as to eliminate them.

After all, Da Zhou's place is so big, one less person to share, then you can occupy a little more.

He had secretly discussed this with Han Fu from the very beginning, which was why Han Fu could easily agree to give the Eight Prefectures Mu Tian great benefits in exchange for the alliance leader.

Originally, according to the plan between them, it was to cause a scuffle between them when they captured half of the land occupied by the Yellow Turbans.

But because Lu Yao's appearance broke the established plan of the two of them, they had to be eliminated first.

Under the control of Zhang Dai, And, You, Ji, Qing, Xu, Yu, Chong, and Yanbazhou Prefecture Mu led only more than 20,000 elites into a battle to the death.

From early morning to dusk, the blood gushing out stained the ground in front of the Sword Pavilion Pass.

The final result was as Zhang Dai and Han Fu expected, and the remaining elites in the eight states were all killed and wounded.

From today onwards, the land of the Eight Prefectures of the Great Zhou Dynasty will be completely in a state of ownerlessness.

At the same time, in Han Fu's barracks, Li Ru stood outside the camp gate, looking at the severed limbs and stumps under the sunset, and said with a sneer.

"That's what troubled times should look like.

At this time, Xiong Kuohai walked slowly, bowed to Li Ru first, and spoke.

"Thank you for saving my life, in the future, you let me go east, I will never go west!"