The sun sets, and the heartbroken person is at the end of the world.

The afterglow fell, and a panic scream resounded in the deep forest somewhere on the border of Qiao County.

On the cold mud land, Xiahou An sat up in shock, and his back was wet with sweat.

In the confusion of doubting life, Xiahou An really doubted life.

I've traveled...

A frenzy of memories came over, giving him no chance to react at all, and inserted it into his brain forcefully and flowed quickly.

Xiahou An, whose courtesy name is Boyang, was the founding general of the Han Dynasty. His current identity is the son of the Xiahou family in Qiao County. His father died of the Party and Prison Rebellion many years ago. Soon after, his mother also died of illness.

Thinking of this, Xiahou An was a little relieved.

As we all know, it is not easy for both parents to die.

I sorted out the timeline in my mind. This year was the first year of Chuping, which was 190 AD. After Cao Cao failed to assassinate Dong, he fled from Luoyang. Then he raised a banner to attack Dong's demon king in Chenliu. The princes from all over the country also responded and recruited soldiers.

There are two major families in Qiao County: one surname is Xiahou and the other surname is Cao.

In private, the two families have a very good relationship. Not only do they have many in-law relationships, it is said that Cao Song, the old man who served as the Grand Marshal, was also from the Xiahou family before. However, he was later accepted as his adopted son by the eunuch Cao Teng, so he changed his surname to Cao.

Of course, most rumors in the market are not trustworthy. It is estimated that only Mr. Cao, the person involved, knew the truth of the matter.

Now that Boss Cao wants to attack Dong Zhuo, as the hard-core Xiahou family, naturally, he is also inseparable from the efforts of others.

Therefore, the Xiahou family sent many children from the tribe to recruit soldiers from various counties and townships.

In my memory, Xiahou An followed Xiahou Rong to Huaiyuan Township to recruit soldiers.

By chance, I encountered a small remnant of the Yellow Turban on the way, and Xiahou Rong's performance was definitely worthy of his second-generation ancestor's name. Without saying much, he turned his head and ran away.

Xiahou An wanted to kill the thief and became famous, but the thief failed to kill him, but by chance he let his soul pass through.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were three kingdoms, and wars were fought every day, and many people died.

Thinking of this, Xiahou An's scalp was numb.

system?

After a moment of silence, Xiahou An's temptation sounded in the quiet forest.

The system ignored him.

"System, system...System dad, come out!" Xiahou An's voice was already very anxious.

Silent.

There is no system, there is no system!

This is unscientific and does not conform to the core values ​​of the time traveler's law of pretending!

At the same time, this also means that you can only survive by relying on your own abilities.

As the saying goes, it is better to be a peaceful dog than a person in troubled times...

Thinking of this, Xiahou An screamed: joj0, I won’t be a human being!

After calming down.

What to do next?

After glanced at the corpses of the bandits on the ground, Xiahou An fell into deep thought again.

Just go back like this, Xiahou Rong's dog thing will definitely throw all the blame on me...

Xiahou An did not doubt the virtues of this second-generation ancestor at all, not to mention that he was a direct descendant and was just a side branch. Needless to say, his status and identity were.

Forget it, anyway, this place is not far from Huaiyuan Township, so I'd better go to Huaiyuan Township first and then make plans.

After sorting out his clothes, Xiahou An found the lost little mare in the forest again and rode it on, da da da da da da.

Huaiyuan Township is located in the western front of Qiao County and is connected to Runan, Yuzhou.

Most of the people in the village have surnames Xu, so they are also called Xujia Village.

Xiahou An rode on the back of a horse, stroking his thoughts in his mind, breathing the most primitive air in his nose, and the fragrance of the soil mixed with leaves, flowers and plants in the air is refreshing and pleasant. However, the scenes I saw during this journey were mostly decaying and desolate, with weeds growing in the ground, but no one cultivated them, and over time it became a wasteland.

The reason is that in recent years, the war and chaos have caused the people to not get a stable production environment.

When he arrived in Huaiyuan Township, Xiahou An reported his identity, and the local area was receiving him staggeringly.

Although Xiahou An was considered the last branch of the clan and had a low status, in the eyes of these ordinary people, he was still a child of aristocratic families with higher status, and his attitude towards him was also respectful and fearful.

When he learned that Xiahou An was here to recruit soldiers, his gray-haired Laoli was pleated with an old face.

He told Xiahou An that most of the villagers in Huaiyuan Township had fled to the Jianghuai Land. There were only more than 100 young and strong men left in the village. The village was only able to maintain the farmland and hunting. If they were taken away again, the elderly, weak, women and children in the village would starve to death...

Xiahou An understood Lao Lizheng's implication. When he came, he had seen it with his own eyes. Many villagers were so hungry that they were all skin and bones left, like walking bones.

So I gave in and didn't force anyone to do anything, and said that I would go somewhere else to think of a solution.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the gate of Laoli's main house, villagers came to panic and panted, saying that many thieves had come outside and had completely surrounded Huaiyuan Township.

Lao Li was just hearing this, and Xiahou An's heart was also sank. He even wanted to ask for help. He was in the late Han Dynasty and had just traveled through time. How could he break the deadlock when several bandits surrounded the village?

Soon, bandits were shouting loudly outside.

"Listen, the Yellow Turban Army Commander He Qu is here in person. I will wait for two hours and hand over all the food stockpiled. Otherwise, I will kill you without any healing!"

Hearing this threat, the villagers were panicked and uneasy, and they all gathered in front of Lao Li's house.

There was not much food left in the village, and if they were handed over to these bandits, they would not be able to survive.

Someone suggested reporting to the official.

However, this place is far away from the county government, and the county government's troops probably cannot control this group of bandits. They have to go to the county city to bring reinforcements. By then, the village will probably be gone long ago.

"Then fight against the thief!"

There are also many people with blood in the crowd.

Lao Li was shaking his head.

After several bandit soldiers worked, there were only more than a thousand households in their entire village, most of which were old and weak. Fighting with this group of bandit soldiers was like hitting stones with eggs and killing them for nothing.

"This is not OK, that is not OK. Do you really want to hand over the food to someone?"

The impatient man sat on the ground in anger.

The villagers were noisy, but Xiahou An calmed down now.

Six years ago, the great wise and good teacher Zhang Jiao made a rebellion and called himself the "General of the God of Heaven, which triggered the Yellow Turban craze. Its scale and momentum were so great that it almost even entered the imperial capital Luoyang.

Although he was suppressed by the court later and the three brothers Zhang Jiao died and died, the remnants of the Yellow Turban were like a hundred-legged insect that died without being stiff, spread all over the prefectures and counties, and continued to cause disaster.

Now He Qushuai, who is surrounded by Huaiyuan Township, should be He Man, who calls himself "Jie Tianyasha", and one of the Yellow Turbans in Runan.

Whether it is the Romance of the Three Kingdoms or the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, this guy is just a so-called character.

Could it be that this is the experience God has given me to the baby?

Xiahou An thought to himself, but the thousands of thieves were not just fun. He knew his own abilities. Even if he was asked to fight with He Man 1v1 men, he would probably not be able to beat him.

After all, it is impossible for a guy who can become the leader of a thief without a few tricks.

Alas, it would be great if there was a tough guy around me...

Xiahou An sighed, but he also knew that this probability was the same as winning five million.

Crushing out of the crowd, Xiahou An also heard several young boys discussing the matter on the outside.

"Zhongkang, what do you think?" A small man jumped up and down.

Sitting on the stone pier was a relatively burly young man with a silly look, grunting, digging a large bowl of porridge with only a few grains of rice, and said in a urn: "I heard that Lao Li is right."

Zhongkang...

Xiahou An inexplicably felt that this name sounded familiar.
Chapter completed!