Chapter 847: Huang Jin Generals [1] (Thanks to KONNNNNNN for the Gift King!)

Two days later.

When the first ray of sunlight in the morning pierced the darkness of dawn, all the city gates of Xiaquyang were opened.

All the Taiping Dao believers in the city left the city and gathered toward the south of the city.

The Taiping Dao believers in each camp outside the city also gathered toward the altar to heaven built south of the city.

The generals of each unit led their Huang Jin soldiers to form a yellow ocean south of Xiaquyang city.

In a camp of about ten thousand people north of the city, a burly middle-aged man was riding on a yellowish-brown warhorse, and the subordinates in the camp behind him were slowly leaving the camp.

The middle-aged man stood at the camp gate, accompanied by a young man and more than a hundred elites.

"Foster Father, after today, are we going to march south to attack Luoyang?"

Chu Yan turned his head to look at Zhang Niujiao beside him.

Zhang Niujiao, riding on his horse, looked at the altar to heaven more than thirty meters high in the distance, then shook his head slightly: "The Great Virtuous Teacher's magic is divine, how can we easily speculate?"

"But no matter what, just follow the Great Virtuous Teacher."

"Wait a moment, you take Yu Du, Sui Gu, and Zhang Baiqi to manage the subordinates well, and never cause trouble when the Great Virtuous Teacher is performing magic."

Chu Yan, hearing Zhang Niujiao's words, nodded hurriedly: "Please rest assured, Foster Father."

Zhang Niujiao nodded slowly.

Before, Zhang Niujiao had always been in the Heishan area of Changshan Commandery, and his subordinates had more than ten thousand people.

It's just that before, the Jizhou Inspector Li Zhao had always been in Changshan Commandery, and Zhang Niujiao was killed by the commandery soldiers under Li Zhao until he could only hide in Heishan.

Later, I don't know how, Li Zhao died inexplicably.

Zhang Niujiao then led his subordinates out of Heishan.

Later, hearing that the Great Virtuous Teacher Zhang Jiao gathered Taiping Dao subordinates from all over the world in Xiaquyang, Zhang Niujiao also brought his subordinates to come.

Now Zhang Niujiao was appointed by Zhang Jiao as the Heishan Commander, leading his subordinates as the Heishan Camp.

Seeing that the subordinates in the camp had all left the camp, Zhang Niujiao, riding on his horse, also slowly rode forward and walked toward the altar to heaven.

There were similar scenes in all directions of Xiaquyang as Zhang Niujiao's Heishan Camp.

North of Xiaquyang city, Youzhou Camp.

Youzhou Camp Commander Cheng Zhiyuan, and his vanguard general Deng Mao, were also standing at the gate of the Youzhou camp at this time.

Burly, just turned thirty, Cheng Zhiyuan had a full beard, a typical Youzhou strong man's figure, holding a refined iron spear weighing more than twenty catties.

The Youzhou camp had many people, more than one hundred thousand.

They were all Huang Jin subordinates brought by Cheng Zhiyuan from Youzhou.

Youzhou was originally fierce in folk customs. After the Taiping Dao uprising, Cheng Zhiyuan defeated the Youzhou Inspector Guo Xun and beheaded him, becoming famous in one battle.

Later, he successively captured more than a dozen county towns, and his subordinates could be considered strong and well-equipped.

Compared to other commanders, Cheng Zhiyuan's Youzhou camp was almost the largest Huang Jin army besides Zhang Jiao.

"Commander, look at those people of Zhang Niujiao, why should they be on equal footing with the Commander?"

Deng Mao whispered to Cheng Zhiyuan: "If we talk about strength, besides the Great Virtuous Teacher, who can compare to the Commander?"

"If you ask me, now that the General of the People and the General of the Earth are both gone, the Commander should be appointed as the General of the People or the General of the Earth to be appropriate."

"Those Zhang Niujiao only have ten thousand people, yet they are the same as the Commander. This is obviously unfair."

Cheng Zhiyuan, with a full beard, turned his head to look at Deng Mao, his gaze sharp: "Shut your mouth, is this something you can say?"

"The Great Virtuous Teacher has his own arrangements, just obey orders."

Deng Mao's eyeballs rolled, not only did he not shut up, but he leaned closer and said: "Commander, this lowly one is also thinking for the Commander."

"The Commander's subordinates are strong and well-equipped, this is a fact."

Deng Mao, while saying this, looked at the altar to heaven in the distance and smiled: "Commander, did you see the Great Virtuous Teacher's daughter that day?"

"The Great Virtuous Teacher appointed his daughter as the Saintess. I heard that the Saintess has not been married yet. The Commander is so heroic."

"If the Commander can marry the Saintess, wouldn't he be able to inherit the Great Virtuous Teacher in the future?"

"Why doesn't the Commander take this opportunity to propose to the Great Virtuous Teacher?"

As soon as Deng Mao said this, Cheng Zhiyuan's gaze fell on the blurry figure on the altar to heaven in the distance.

His eyes also became thoughtful.

Marry the Saintess.

Inherit the Great Virtuous Teacher.

Cheng Zhiyuan gripped the refined iron spear in his hand.

Deng Mao, seeing that Cheng Zhiyuan was moved, said with an even more lewd expression: "Commander, that Saintess is truly beautiful. She will have to marry someone sooner or later, why can't it be the Commander?"

"The Commander is so heroic and extraordinary, only the status of the Saintess can match the Commander."

"If the Commander marries the Saintess, then he will be above one person and below ten thousand. If in the future..."

Cheng Zhiyuan immediately raised his hand and looked at his surroundings vigilantly.

"There are many people, don't say anything," Cheng Zhiyuan lowered his voice: "We'll talk about anything later."

Deng Mao chuckled and nodded, shutting his mouth immediately.

West of the city.

Teams of Taiping Dao believers, dusty and looking like starving people, were also gathering toward the north of the city.

Compared to the Huang Jin subordinates of Cheng Zhiyuan and Zhang Niujiao, this group of Huang Jin subordinates looked more like starving refugees.

The Huang Jin army was mostly composed of refugees.

What is a refugee?

It means commoners who have lost their land, lost their homes, and are wandering around—these are called refugees.

And this group, numbering in the tens of thousands, carrying the old and the young, all skin and bones, the Taiping Dao believers who looked like they could be blown down by a gust of wind, looked even more like refugees than the Taiping Dao believers of the Heishan Camp and Youzhou Camp.

Most of them were wearing straw sandals, and a large part didn't even have straw sandals.

Their clothes were tattered, wrapped around bodies that were only skin and bones.

Most of the things that could be called weapons in their hands were sharpened wooden sticks, and those with farm tools were already considered good.

The vast majority were dragging their families along.

Among the tens of thousands, there were only a few dozen thin horses, and carts with women and children sitting on them.

At the very front of the team, two young men with pious gazes in their eyes, looking extremely fanatical at the altar to heaven in the distance, dragged their tired steps.

The feet inside the straw sandals had been worn to bloody pulp by the hard straw ropes.

But even so, their steps remained firm.

"Big Brother, we've arrived, we've finally arrived."

Guan Cheng looked at the altar to heaven more than thirty meters high in front, his words excited.

Guan Hai beside him also nodded hard, excitedly saying: "Seven or eight years ago, the Great Virtuous Teacher went to Beihai. It has been seven or eight years since we parted. I don't know if the Great Virtuous Teacher still remembers us or not."

"He must remember," Guan Cheng said with burning eyes: "The Great Virtuous Teacher has the world in his heart and fights for the commoners of the world, how can he not remember us?"

Just as Guan Hai and Guan Cheng were talking, more than a dozen fast horses whistled toward them.

After arriving in front of the two, a young general wearing bamboo armor and holding a long spear stopped his horse.

"Where did you come from?" The young general looked at Guan Hai and Guan Cheng and asked.

Looking at the yellow turban wrapped around the young general's head and the warhorse under his crotch, Guan Hai immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I am Guan Hai from Beihai, this is my younger brother Guan Cheng, we are disciples of the Great Virtuous Teacher, coming from Qingzhou."

Qingzhou? ===== CHAPTER 849 =====