The establishment of a dynasty mostly begins with armed rebellion.

The remaining few are even more unbearable and treacherous.

At the end of a dynasty, those who want to rebel and dare to rebel are never one person, but groups of people.

Whether it is the high-ranking gentry or the poor peasants in the countryside, there is a group of careerists in both groups, waiting for opportunities.

At this time, the crumbling Eastern Han Dynasty could no longer deter them.

As a time traveler, Wang Zheng also has ambitions.

However, who calls this era the Eastern Han Dynasty?

And he is afraid of death!

Concerning the grand and magnificent Three Kingdoms struggle for hegemony and the historical scenery with numerous heroes, contemporary people may not know the details, but later generations have long uncovered the behemoth hidden behind it.

It's called gentry.

Wang Zheng, who knew the existence and power of "it", and his background as a Yellow Turban bandit, was enough to extinguish some of his delusions.

Even if I could foresee, have a system, and be independent, I would never dare to think about it at first.

The risk factor is too high!

Therefore, the so-called ambition of the previous Wang Zheng was nothing more than choosing a thigh to hug. A nicer way of saying it was to be a minister of the king.

That's enough, I'm satisfied!

What he hesitated and considered was whether to vote for Cao or Liu. Even Sima Zhongda, who was extremely disgusted in later generations, as the final winner, also included him as one of the options.

In the face of naked reality, personal likes and dislikes are insignificant.

But the scene that day suddenly woke him up.

How can one be a minister without risking one's life?

The old clothes are fragrant, leave him Xun Ling, a piece of shit from an unparalleled national scholar... Oh no, Xun Yu, wasn't he also forced to commit suicide by Cao Cao with an empty box?

Lu Xun, who like Zhou Yu saved Dongwu from the collapse of the building, was not only breathless and died in Sun Quan's letters of accusation one after another.

Is that a letter? That's a death notice, that's a real serial death call!

Liu Bei was quite kind to his ministers, but he also wanted to kill Liu Feng, who was still his adopted son.

Of course, Liu Feng did have a way to die.

Wang Zheng also knows his own family affairs.

No matter how he speaks on the outside, deep down in his heart, it is impossible for him to truly be willing and accept to be someone's subordinate, let alone the so-called "loyalty to the emperor".

The essential difference between the souls born in later generations and those of the ancients is greater than the body, speech, and even knowledge and experience.

Wang Zheng did not dare to underestimate those heroes and benevolent monarchs who left their names in history. With their insight into people's hearts and affairs, if they really surrendered to their subjects, would they really not notice that they were strange and could they tolerate it? By then,

The control of life, death, misfortune and blessings is in the hands of others, which may be more dangerous than fighting on the battlefield.

If they all die, instead of lying on the bed one day in the future like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no power to fight back and can only commit suicide in a cowardly manner, it is better to go under the sword in the flames of war. The most serious consequences are also

The death was done with great vigor, and the corpse wrapped in horse leather was still heroic.

What's more, let's take a step back and say, you can still surrender even if you can't defeat it. It's all surrender. A general with an independent armed force can surrender, and at the worst he can be a Ma Chao.

Wang Zheng figured it out, it is better to be independent and self-reliant than to hug others!

Against his motherfucker!

After clearing his mind and having clear thoughts, Wang Zheng discovered a lot of things that he had not noticed before.

Armed with a sharp knife, the murderous intention arises from the beginning. After two large-scale Yellow Turban uprisings, inciting the masses and gathering people to rebel in the military camp here in Qingzhou is actually not that difficult.

In addition, the Qingzhou Army and Cao Cao's own army have long had a quarrel, and dissatisfaction has been rising these days. Now he is somewhat famous among the people. If he ascends to the top and calls out, there should be many followers. The greater the momentum, the more he can gain.

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How to mobilize more people requires a workable plan, which is one of the keys to rebellion!

Another key point is timing.

After all, the combat effectiveness of the peasant rebel army cannot be counted on. No matter how powerful the system is, it will take time. If the rebellion is launched at will, once faced with Cao Cao's main force, they may be wiped out in an instant. Even this group of people... Wang Zheng shook his head secretly.

Facing Cao Cao, I am afraid that he may not even dare to fight.

The people of Qingzhou are probably the most afraid of Cao Cao in the world. As the person who knows Cao Mengde's abilities best in the world, Wang Zheng is actually a little afraid in his heart. He does not want to confront Wei Wu head-on from the beginning.

If the time is not right, you must not launch a rebellion!

This was the first decision in his mind. It is easy to rebel, but after the rebellion, you need a good situation to move around, and you need enough room to buffer and enough time to develop.

Looking at the word "Xuzhou" on the announcement, Wang Zheng had some realization.

It's best to steal a house when you're not home!

In the next few months, Wang Zheng planned in his mind and made many deductions based on the history he knew, constantly improving his plan; while chatting with people, he kept learning about the nearby mountains and rivers, and sketched in his mind a picture of Qingzhou and nearby counties.

A simple map of.

At the same time, he ordered Wu Sheng and others to continue to brag and build momentum for him. As time went by, in the following months, Cao Cao launched continuous offensives against Xuzhou.

It was a bit difficult and the Qingzhou Army began to be recruited to join the war.

This made Wang Zheng a little impatient. If the military camp here was also mobilized, all plans would be disrupted!

Staring at the numbers displayed on the face frame, Wang Zheng was heartbroken. Although the twenty-two Yellow Turban militiamen still thought they were weak, they could no longer wait!

.........

It’s pay day again.

Cao Song is finally dead!

Looking at the Han Li on the bulletin board, he felt for the first time that these crooked words were very pleasing to the eye. Wang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, everything was ready, the east wind had arrived!

Glancing at the grain transport officer who finally made up his mind, Wang Zheng's eyes flashed with murderous intent. He turned to Wu Sheng and asked, "Has everything been arranged?"

Wu Sheng's low voice trembled a little: "We have found everyone. The other party asked for three kilograms of meat, and he gave half of it first."

This trembling is not fear, but excitement.

Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. For a young man of Wu Sheng's age, he is fearless because of his ignorance. What he lacks most is reckless impulse.

After Wang Zheng informed him of the big thing he was going to do next, Wu Sheng had been very excited in the past few days, and it seemed that he had not considered the consequences of failure at all, which was a life-threatening matter.

You are young and ignorant.

"Are you reliable?" It's not that I'm worried about Wu Sheng. I've known Wang Zheng well after getting along with him for many days. This person is usually irritable and slippery, but he can do great things at critical moments.

But just three pounds of pork can make people take such a big risk?

Referring to others based on oneself, Wang Zheng felt a little unsure. Wang Zheng still wanted to confirm: "Who is that person's origin? Do you know the importance?"

"Hey, Li San is a well-known scoundrel in the neighboring village. He is lazy and sneaky. What does he know?"

Wu Sheng sneered: "For him, three kilograms of pork can be sold, let alone just shouting a word?"

"That's good, it won't be a pity to die." Wang Zheng nodded and comforted himself. He seemed to have forgotten that when he asked Wu Sheng to find someone, he never said not to find a good person.

The weather was getting hotter and hotter, and coupled with the unpleasantness of the previous paychecks, the food transport officer had never had a good look at the people in this military camp.

This time was different from before. Not only did the mule carts with no capacity arrive with them, but the grain transport officers also became quite patient. It was not until most of the people in the military camp gathered here that they stepped forward to meet the expectant eyes of thousands of people.

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"The Taiwei was killed by the old thief Tao Qian in Xuzhou. This was a blood feud between Zhou Mu and his family, and it was also a shame to our entire state!"

The grain transport officer looked around and shouted loudly: "This is an irreconcilable feud. The state pastoral order has all the camps in Qingzhou prepare their own rations and equipment. They will rush to Puyang County to gather together today and gather a large army to cleanse Xuzhou!"

Puyang County was the headquarters of Cao Cao's Yanzhou Governor's Department at this time.

It doesn't matter if you join the war.

For this group of former Yellow Turban thieves and now the Qingzhou Army, going to the battlefield is not as fearful as the farmers and villagers in other places. Some people are even more eager to try it because it represents the opportunity to rob property.

But preparing their own rations made them very puzzled and even dissatisfied, and they couldn't help but ask questions.

"Don't we have military pay? Why do we need to prepare our own rations?"

"Yes, it's fine to bring your own weapons, but why should we have to provide our own rations?"

"The military is paid on weekdays, so why do I have to wait for myself to go out on the battlefield? How can this make sense?"

"There is a shortage of military rations, and military pay will be suspended during the attack on Xuzhou!"

Hearing the word "military pay", the grain transport officer's face turned cold, he raised his hand and shouted loudly: "The state pastor has taken care of you for nearly half a year, but now when I use you, there are many complaints. Is it because you are unwilling to contribute?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a huge uproar, and everyone started shouting angrily.

"The state is supporting us? The rice we have handed over in the past few months is probably enough to provide military pay for several years, right?"

"Humph, what a bunch of unruly people!"

The grain transport officer looked disdainful: "Every inch of land under your feet is owned by the state pastoralists. Don't you understand that you need to pay rent for farming?"

He became more and more impatient, and once again showed his sword as before and threatened: "Without further ado, this is a military order! Military orders are like mountains!"
To be continued...