Crash!
"Who are you? How dare they collude with the rebels and attempt to rebel!”
The man laughed wildly, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Father, this person is not a county soldier!"
Liu Yao saw it clearly. Although the county soldier in front of him was wearing standard leather armor, he was touching his forehead with a Yellow Turban. This was the symbol of the Yellow Turban bandit uprising at the end of the Han Dynasty: "Him! Thieves!"
Although Liu Yao knew that this was the seventh year of Guanghe, which was 184 AD, the year of the Yellow Turban Uprising, in his impression, Zhang Jiao had not started the uprising yet. How could he have agreed on the date now?
From this point of view, Zhang Jiao already had the intention to rebel!
"..." Liu Zong was slightly stunned. He didn't know how Liu Yao came to this conclusion, but it might be an explanation.
"Prince, you have good eyesight!" Unexpectedly, the Yellow Turban thief did not refute." I am Gou Li of the Taiping Cult. I am here to borrow some provisions from King Pei. My followers have not had a drop of water for three days.”
"Borrow food?" Liu Zong flew into a rage." You're borrowing grain in this way?”
"If you don't lend it to me, I'll snatch it!" Gou Li's expression was normal as he said disapprovingly," Save yourself the trouble of running a second time. I don't have the time to play with you!”
"How preposterous!" Butler A'San said angrily.
"Ah San!" Liu Zong quickly stopped him." How many disciples do you have? How much food do you need?"
Liu Zong was indeed King Pei. He calmly analyzed the current situation. Since the other party had already attacked the Inner Residence, it proved that the servants and private soldiers in the residence had already suffered. The only way to stabilize the situation now was to delay the other party until the real county soldiers arrived.
Gou Li chuckled. Perhaps he was also surprised by Liu Zong's words."If Your Highness can take out 100,000 dan of grain, I will not harm Your Highness and the prince.”
" 100,000!?"
Even though Liu Zong was prepared to be blackmailed, he didn't expect Zhang Jiao to have such a big appetite. However, this gave Liu Yao a message. It seemed that Zhang Jiao was preparing for a rebellion and was gathering food!
"Using 100,000 rations in exchange for your father and son's lives, this deal is not a loss!”
"Father!" Liu Yao was about to remonstrate, but Liu Zong interrupted him," Thirty thousand grain! Even if it's too much, my Prince Pei's Mansion can't afford it.”
"100,000! Not even a bushel less!" Gouli refused sternly.
"40,000! This is already the limit." Liu Zong slightly raised the price to buy time.
"This Gou will say it again. One hundred thousand rations, not a single bushel less!”Gouli said viciously.
"…" Liu Zong pretended to be angry and pondered for a long time." 80,000 rations! I'll discuss with the county magistrate and lend you some.”
Liu Yao added fuel to the fire." There was a great drought in Yuzhou last year. Even my Pei Mansion did not have any food in reserve. It should be enough for your disciples to eat for a few years."”
"How many years?" Gou Li snorted." I'll be thankful if I can eat for three months! It was still the same sentence, 100,000 rations, not a single bushel less!”
Motherf * cker!
Liu Yao was even more certain that this Yellow Turban thief named Gou Li must have been collecting grain for the main army. Otherwise, how could he have exhausted 100,000 grain in three months?
In history, the Yellow Turban Uprising had spread throughout Qing, Xu, You, Ji, Jing, Yang, Yan, and Yu. The rebels were divided into thirty-six parties, with more than ten thousand people in the big party and six to seven thousand people in the small party!
Yuzhou was the hardest hit area of the Yellow Turban Rebellion. It was probably just as Gou Li had said. One hundred thousand rations could not last for three months. How terrifying was that?
" This..." Liu Yao rolled his eyes." If you can give me a few more days, I believe King Pei will be able to gather the 100,000 rations. How about that?"”
A delaying tactic!
Liu Zong glanced at his son and praised him in his heart.
At this moment, a Yellow Turban thief barged in from outside the door and cupped his fists."Handsome! The county soldiers had already left the government office and were rushing over.”
"Three days! I'll only give you three days to gather the rations. Otherwise, I'll definitely flatten this Prince Pei's Mansion!”
Gou Li shouted fiercely," Brothers, take the prince away!”
"Humph! Do you really think that you can come and go as you please?”
Liu Zong immediately shouted, and the spiritual energy in his body surged, pushing Liu Yao out of the encirclement. Then, he suddenly attacked and pressed his palm towards Gou Li."Butler! Take Yao 'er and leave quickly!"
The sharp edge of the blade turned and met Liu Zong's palm wind head-on.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them were entangled.
"Young Master, take the sword!"
Liu Yao took a step forward and jumped up. With his long sword in hand, his confidence doubled!
The twin vortex dantian spun rapidly, and a large amount of spiritual energy passed through his meridians and gathered on the sword!
The first level of the Saint King Sword Technique, Apricot Blossom Spring Rain!
Liu Yao was in mid-air, and his spiritual energy transformed into sword moves. Sword rain poured down from the sky and exploded!
Peng! Peng! Peng!
In an instant, the dozen or so Yellow Turban bandits who had chased after them were all killed, falling down like wheat being cut.
Gou Li was shocked!
The Yellow Turban bandits were even more shocked!
"This sword technique is so powerful!" A'San said in surprise.
"I really underestimated this kid!" Gouli feigned a slash and distanced himself from Liu Zong." He's only a Martial Master, but he's already so powerful. We can't let him live!"”
"Everyone, don't be afraid. He's just a child in the Master Realm. Let's attack him together. We can definitely kill him!”
"Yes! Attack together! Kill him!"
“……”
Liu Zong did not dare to be distracted at all. He was constantly paying attention to Gou Li's every move, so he could only remind him,"Ah San! If Yao 'er is hurt, I'll ask you!”
After saying that, Liu Zong circulated his spiritual energy again and fought with Gouli.
After breaking through the enemy's rear with one move, Liu Yao had a basic understanding of the power of the Saint King's sword technique. He was eager to test out other moves, so naturally, he would face the difficulties and use his sword to raise the wind and clouds!
The second level of the Saint King's Sword Technique, Blood Setting Sun, burst forth!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Sword light flashed and blood flew.
The trail of the blood in the air was indeed like the setting sun, red enough to cover half the sky.
In the blink of an eye, another dozen people had died under Liu Yao's sword.
"Impossible! How could a mere Martial Master kid like him be so powerful?”
"I'm already a Great Martial Master. Why can't I beat him?”
"Wow! I'm so angry!"
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