"This is the Yellow Turban Army's camp?"

"Silence! To avoid exposing our identities."

Li Yun led hundreds of begging troops to pretend to be refugees and surrendered to the Yellow Turban Army.

The Yellow Turban Army camps still have farmland, which is not much different from ordinary villages.

The Yellow Turban Army also had to eat, and if they wanted to eat, they had to farm.

The Yellow Turban Army was a peasant and could not fight, but after being settled, they had a strong ability to farm.

"You guys are quite strong in shape. From now on, I will be my subordinates of the sword emperor Liu Pi."

A Yellow Turban Army commander, under the escort of a group of burly Yellow Turbans, incorporated the refugees Li Yun.

Li Yun, the begging army, was tall and burly, so Liu Pi took the lead in organizing them into his own division.

The Yellow Turban Army also had several Qu Commanders, and each Qu Commander had a regiment.

When Liu Pi saw that Li Yun and his group were qualified to become the Yellow Turban Chiefs, or even the Yellow Turban Kings, he was happy to see the hunter, so he took them in with satisfaction.

"We are just making a living, thank you, the king!"

Li Yun surrendered to Liu Pi on the surface, but was secretly surprised inside.

Liu Pi was the commander of the Yellow Turban Army in Runan, and to Li Yun, he was also a celebrity.

However, Liu Pi may not be a famous general.

"Hahaha, join our Yellow Turban Army and will be brothers in the future."

Liu Pi patted Li Yun on the shoulder hard. Li Yun pretended to be inferior and almost staggered and fell down to avoid Liu Pi's discovering that he had military power at the level of a general.

Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

"In the future, this farmland will be cultivated by you. But from now on, you must obey my command, otherwise I will take back the land that I reward you."

"Thank you, the king!"

Li Yun lived in the camp of the Yellow Turban Army and was divided into 1,000 acres of farmland.

All places are vast and sparsely populated, and what is lacking is population, not farmland.

Li Yun joined the Yellow Turban Army for several days. On this day, the Yellow Turban Army suddenly became excited in Liu Pi’s camp.

General Zhang Liang came to Liu Pi’s camp in person to cure the disease and save the people.

Li Yun led his troops to watch General Zhang Liang.

Li Yun had a considerable interest in the legendary general.

Zhang Liang could gather hundreds of thousands of people and recruit more than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army from these people, all because Zhang Liang knew some magic tricks and bewitched people's hearts.

One of the magic tricks is to use talisman water to save people.

Liu Pi's camp was sick. Liu Pi was worried that the plague broke out in the camp, causing thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers to die. Therefore, Liu Pi asked General Zhang Liang to come to his camp to cure the disease and save the people, so as to avoid the plague outbreak.

Zhang Liang also knew what the consequences would be for the outbreak of the plague in the camp, so he agreed to Liu Pi's request and took action himself.

The Yellow Turban Army in Liu Pizhai had the same idea as Li Yun and came to watch, with crowds of people and crowds of people.

"Get out of the way, hot water is coming!"

"Get out of here!"

Li Yun, with hundreds of people, domineeringly squeezed away the dense Yellow Turban Army and came to the front to watch the magic of General Zhang Liang.

Dozens of sick Yellow Turban soldiers lay in pain on the wooden board and struggled. They saw the Yellow Turban leader wearing yellow turbans and Taoist robe with colorful mud colors on his face. He held a yellow talisman in his left hand and a peach wood sword in his right hand, muttering words.

In front of the Yellow Turban leader, there was a brass basin.

"Is this the general Zhang Liang? His momentum is not weak at all."

Li Yun could feel the true energy spreading when Zhang Liang was casting a spell, which was stronger than Li Yun's aura when he exploded with all his strength.

Maybe Zhang Liang, who is in this world, is not a scammer who pretends to be a fool, but a magician who truly understands spells!

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The yellow talisman between Zhang Liang's fingers actually spontaneously ignited without fire, and the slightest ripples of fire!

"The general of the human king is indeed a divine envoy!"

"God has appeared!"

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand!"

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!"

"The year is in Jiazi, and the world is very lucky!"

I don’t know who suddenly shouted the most classic slogan of the Yellow Turban Army. Tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Army gathered to tsunami, and endless fanaticism appeared in their eyes!

For them, General Zhang Liang was the envoy of the gods, and the spells he cast were miracles!

"In this world, we never rely on any gods and emperors, we can only rely on our hands to survive in this troubled world."

Li Yun's begging for life was not influenced by Zhang Liang.

The beggar army lives in a difficult life and survives in troubled times, it depends entirely on one's own life, rather than begging for the alms of God.

Zhang Liang raised the peach wood sword high and signaled the many Yellow Turban troops to calm down.

In an instant, there was no sound.

The yellow talisman between Zhang Liang's fingers burned into ashes, sprinkled in the copper basin, and turned into talisman water.

Zhang Liang spoke with a low and thick voice, pretending to be profound: "Spending the water of the talisman to everyone to drink can immediately work."

According to Zhang Liang's instructions, the Yellow Turban Army handed over the talisman water to dozens of seriously ill Yellow Turban Army.

In everyone's expectant eyes, the pale-faced Yellow Turban Army drank the talisman water, and within a quarter of an hour, they quickly got up, their faces were rosy and energetic.

I sat up in shock during the dying illness and chatted and laughed for another year!

"We'll thank the general!"

"The general is really a divine envoy!"

These Yellow Turban Army soldiers cured by Zhang Liang's Fu Shui were grateful to Zhang Liang, and knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang held up the peach wood sword again: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! In Jiazi, the world will be very lucky!"

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should be established! In Jiazi, the world will be very lucky!"

Many Yellow Turban soldiers became crazy, raising their weapons in their hands, roaring mountains and tsunamis, as if they were crazy.

Zhang Liang's spell is a miracle for them!

It was through the magic of saving people by fu water, sprinkling beans into soldiers, and so on, that Zhang Liang was able to attract hundreds of thousands of believers and became one of the eighteen princes of Taihang Mountains.

If Zhang Hua were here, he might not be shocked by Zhang Liang's spells, because his apprentice Tang Sai'er would also have these simple spells.

In Zhang Hua's opinion, Wang Shouren's words and Liu Xiu's summoning meteorites are the real talent at the level of a god. Zhang Liang's little magic tricks are okay to deceive the common people. If he really starts a great war, Zhang Liang's magic will not be on the table.

Zhang Liang looked around at the surging crowds and was very satisfied with the performance of these Yellow Turban Army.

It feels really good to be a charlatan.

Zhang Liang's status among this group of Yellow Turban Army is no less than that of the emperor.

"That's, the Yellow Turbans?"

Li Yun was not influenced by the general Zhang Liang, but he was observing the reality of Zhang Liang.

Beside Zhang Liang, there was a group of guards who were over 1.9 meters tall and had a thousand pounds of strength. Beside the Yellow Turban, the golden rings shone sunlight, and the iron armor frost cold.

Li Yun couldn't help but think of Zhang Liang's personal soldier - the Yellow Turban Strongman.

The Yellow Turban Strongman is a high-level army that is even more elite than the Yellow Turban Soldiers and the Yellow Turban Soldiers. It is also Zhang Liang's last trump card.

It is precisely because Zhang Liang mastered some of the Taiping Taoist magic and the elite troops of the Yellow Turbans that Zhang Liang had a place in the Taihang Mountains.

Li Yun was also a little afraid of Zhang Liang's elite troops.

In terms of individual combat power, the individual combat power of the Yellow Turban Little Soldiers is stronger than that of the Qihuo Army, but the number of the Yellow Turban Little Soldiers is not as good as that of the Qihuo Army.

A Yellow Turban Army general came to Zhang Liang's energetic ear and whispered to the indifference.

Zhang Liangzhuang's ambition expression turned ashen.

"There are bandits coming to attack our camp, and the commanders of various departments will follow the general to defeat the enemy!"

Zhang Liang was at the peak of his life. He heard that someone came to attack his camp and was furious.

He has more than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army!

"Kill them!"

More than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army believed in Zhang Liang's magic. Under the leadership of Zhang Liang and various Qu Commanders, more than 100,000 Yellow Turban Army left the camp and fought against the invading enemy troops on the ground.

The mountains and fields are full of yellow turbans!
To be continued...