Your Majesty’s suspicion comes from a collapsed situation beyond control.

Compared to the last time Liu Bei saw, everything was in control. Your Majesty is no longer the same as before. Out of the shrewd intuition of a successful businessman, Your Majesty has obviously smelled a strong crisis. The Yellow Turban Thiefs in the Kanto are far beyond expectations. The Han Dynasty has been constantly rebelling over the years. It is not surprising that the court has seen it. No matter how powerful the thieves are, they will only cause trouble to several counties, or even a county, at best, and a state.

However, the Yellow Turban Rebellion has affected the eight states and has become a prairie fire. In those prefectures and counties that have not been poisoned by Taiping Road, there are also bandits taking advantage of the chaos, such as the Mi bandits in Hanzhong, Banyan Man in Yizhou, Yiconghu, Liangzhou, etc., which echoes the Taiping Road and causes disaster to the whole country.

Needless to say, the strength of Banshan Manchu is so strong. However, the righteousness of Huangzhong follows Hu, and is even called "the world's strong courage".

"There are the strong and brave people in the world. Those who feared the people are the Liang people, and the Xiongnu, and the Xiongnu, and the eight kinds of Western Qiang were followed. The Ming Gong supported them and thought they were minions, like driving tigers, wrinkles and dogs and sheep."?

There is no precedent in such a chaos in the Han Dynasty today. Only the red eyebrows of the Han Dynasty in the previous chaos can be compared with it.

Just imagine, when the country is in danger, how can Your Majesty not be afraid? Then gradually lose control of the situation. The thief blocked traffic, and two-thirds of the prefectures and counties were absent from the plan. Even His Majesty’s income dropped drastically, how can he not be worried and heartbroken?

This rises and the other goes up. It contrasts with the strength of Ji Country. The tiger is trapped in the chains. The hand that strangles the chains becomes weaker and weaker. Even the tiger in Ji Country is gradually becoming out of control. How can Your Majesty not be afraid?

As the saying goes, one time and another. A declining court is in contrast to a rising vassal state. Even if King Ji is innocent, he will be hated.

In the chaotic times, all the country is destroyed and the family is destroyed, and the lives are in trouble. Only you, Ji, live and work in peace and prosperity, and your national strength continues to increase. If you are not wrong, isn’t it all our fault?

If a tree is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it. Being strong is your fault.

The West Garden, Wanjin Hall, and the underground vault. More than 220 million copper coins of Ji Kingdom were all rained down.

Your Majesty, who had scattered his glass, raised his glass and drank alone. Every time he arrived here, his Majesty would become the emperor of the Han Dynasty who was smart and sharp and smart. Just as the Grand Marshal Yang Ci said, King Ji was innocent and innocent. Jizhou was in chaos, and Ji State planned to go north to pass through the desert, and then enter the pass through the northern county. He arrived in Luoyang with difficulty, and sent enough donations. He also prepared in advance, transported enough food and fodder to calm the market price. What else could he doubt that he was so loyal?

Maybe I've been worried too much.

"Old slave Feng Xu, bow to Your Majesty." Before the cup was dropped, the Zhongchang Sushi Feng Xu trotted all the way.

"Why are you panic?" His Majesty asked softly.

"Your Majesty, a secret letter has been sent to Guandong. There are clues to the whereabouts of that person." Feng Xu knelt down and answered in a low voice.

"Oh?" His Majesty immediately fell into a cup: "Is the news reliable?"

"It's true and true. It's the 'big master' who handed it." Feng Xu replied again.

"Haha!" His Majesty laughed: "The slogan is 'big thing', be careful in everything. If you get the whereabouts of that person, be sure to hit it with one blow!"

"Now." Feng Xu bowed and left again.

"God blesses the Yan Han." Your Majesty drank the American wine in the glass in one go. When things are done, the danger of King Ji can be eliminated!

Ji Kingdom, Linxiangcheng, Ji Royal Palace.

The craftsmen were carefully installing the last piece of white glazed glass on the mullet window. The beautiful scenery outside the window came into view. The snow fell quietly and beautifully, but without any chill. It surprised the onlookers.

Liu Bei ordered the museum to study the firing process of "white steel glazed glass". Whether it can be done or not is not important, so I will give you some ideas first. White glazed glass and steel wire mesh are two major home travel artifacts. Such as curtains and curtains, mostly lined steel wire mesh and embedded white glazed glass on the outside. They do not block the view, but are safe enough. The last time the Taiping demon thief in the middle of the country wanted to attack the princess and the princess was blocked by the steel wire mesh behind the curtain. Only three layers of fine steel wire mesh, ordinary swords, guns and hidden arrows were powerless.

The "Luanfeng fur" made of stone cotton and fine steel wire can be used as a tent in addition to making sails. The stands of the racecourse have been covered with all the robe fur. The stone cotton and steel wire are wrapped around and weaving, which is strong and difficult to fall off. Just paint the inside and outside, so it can prevent the stone cotton from blowing on the wind and sun, and fall and hurting people.

Just like the earth covered with ice and snow, looking around, it is covered with a vast area. All killings and sins are buried by thick snow. The city is already as cold as this, how can people be established outside the city?

The Han army and the chaotic army were both dormant behind the thick city walls, sitting around the fire to keep warm. On the wall behind them, they leaned against the life-saving spear. However, the cold spear rod could not even have a trace of thought of holding it in their hands.

This ghost weather.

The bandits muttered and curled up.

In a daze, I suddenly heard my companions screaming in pain, but I was too lazy to open my eyes. Until my thin military uniform was soaked in hot blood, the bandits opened the gap in their eyes hazy. In the world, silver light flashed, and their eyes suddenly flipped. The blood poured into the corners of my mouth, but it was difficult to open it.

"Falling down the suspension bridge quickly." After swaying the remaining blood from the knife, someone said rudely.

"Here!"

The long ice icy collapses broke one after another. The solid ice covering the walls collapsed and cracked and wandered around. The entire ice wall then showed the outline of the city gate. With the continuous falling broken ice, the suspension bridge slowly fell. With a bang, it was mounted on the frozen moat bank.

The splashing ice slag rolled up the churning white frost. The captive general Tian Yan waved his sword and pointed it.

The Wuhuan cavalry roared out, and the horse trampled on the ice and rolled into the city.

The south of Bohai County city was restored.

"General, how to deal with moth thieves?" In a moment, a cavalry rushed back and asked.

"Beheading the city."

"What should the thief army do if they are young?"

"Beheading the city."

"What if you follow the crowd in the city?"

"Beheading the city."

"Here!"

Wuhuan suddenly rode out of the Baishan and Black Water. He lived in a bitter and cold place for a long time. His people and horses were not afraid of the severe cold. Even if they marched in the middle of winter, they also had sufficient combat power. On the other hand, the Yellow Turban Army was mostly farmers carrying hoes. The biological clock was still pressed on the farming season and was dormant in the scorching heat and winter. How could they withstand the extreme cold in the north? Several blizzards had frostbite. The turtles could not retreat and ignite the fire to keep warm. The garrison at the city was even more loose. They were cut off by the elite soldiers of Yuyang and were able to attack. The Yellow Turban Army was hugging the wives and concubines in the city, and they were tied up with many flowers in their drunken eyes. Cold water splashed on the face, and then they suddenly woke up.

Looking at the circle of blood-covered imperial elites in the tent, they were immediately ashamed.

"Who are you?"

"The little handsome Du Chang in the Yellow Turban."

"I heard from your accent, I am from Qingzhou. Why did I flee to Jizhou?"

"I followed the commander Qu to the north."

"Who is you, Coach Qu?"

"Zhang Yu."

“Where is now?”

"Do you should be by the side of the great wise and good teacher."

"Why are you a thief?"

"Just make a living."

The captive general Tian Yan waved his hand gently: "The head is beheaded."

"Here!" Hu Ben stepped forward, took the thief out of the tent, and cut off his head with one knife.

"Purge the remaining enemies and take the lead in peace."
Chapter completed!