After hearing Zhang Hao's words, Zhang Qishan felt even more ashamed.
" Brother Zhang, what do you want me to do?" Zhang Qishan said with shame.
Zhang Hao waved his hand and slowly said,"There's no need for that. A bottle of medicinal powder doesn't matter.”
Zhang Qishan's injuries were no longer important. The four of them continued to set off.
Because of their previous mistakes, the three of them were much more careful. Only Zhang Hao still looked calm.
"Wait!" " Stop!" Zhang Hao shouted coldly, stopping the three of them from advancing.
"What's wrong?" Master Eight looked at Zhang Hao with a strange expression.
Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!
The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and Master Eight's expression became even more strange.
How could there be the sound of horses 'hooves here, let alone the sound of dozens of horses?
In the ancient tomb, Zhang Hao's vision was the strongest, so he could see 100 meters ahead.
A troop of soldiers in black armor was riding their warhorses towards them. The most obvious thing was that each of the cavalrymen had a bright yellow cloth tied to their shoulders.
Behind the cavalrymen was a group of forty brawny men with their upper bodies bare. Each of them had a yellow headscarf on their heads. Each of them was two meters tall and had bulging muscles.
Zhang Hao's pupils constricted. The group of soldiers in front of him was not living at all. Although they looked extremely normal, the cold wind revealed their identities.
"All of you lie down and don't make a sound. Pick up some soil and put it in your mouths.”Zhang Hao quickly turned his head and said.
Although Zhang Hao's words were shocking, the three of them had already completely trusted Zhang Hao and did as he said.
The three of them hurriedly lay on the ground after digging out a piece of mud from the corner of the wall and putting it into their mouths.
Zhang Hao took a step back and pressed himself against the wall. He pointed his fingers at the wall and chanted the Yin Avoidance Spell.
Ta! Ta! Ta! Ta!
The ghost soldiers slowly walked past them. Master Eight was nervous and did not dare to move.
Zhang Qishan was lying on the ground, but it affected the wounds on his body. He could not help but cry out in pain.
"Stop!" The leading general raised his hand, and the soldiers of the small team stopped.
Turning his horse around, the general turned to look in Zhang Qishan's direction. He urged his horse forward with a threatening aura.
Zhang Qishan stared at the general. The cold air gave him goosebumps, but he didn't dare to move.
"Nothing, continue marching!" The leading general shouted coldly, turned his horse around, and walked out.
After the ghost soldiers had gone far away, the three of them got up from the ground.
"Pui, I ate a mouthful of mud, but there really are ghost soldiers crossing the border!”Master Eight spat out the soil in his mouth and said excitedly.
Zhang Qishan stood up and looked in the direction where the ghost soldiers left. He said with a serious face,"Although I've long heard that some ancient battlefields or great tombs would have ghost soldiers passing through, after seeing it today, I know that the rumors are true.”
Zhang Hao didn't feel much. After all, he had seen it before. Just a group of ghost soldiers just now, Zhang Hao could kill them all with his long saber.
It was just that the three ordinary people had become a burden to Zhang Hao, so Zhang Hao did not make a move.
"Lord Zeng, Lord Zhang, I don't know if you've noticed, but these ghost soldiers all have an obvious characteristic." Deputy Zhang said thoughtfully.”
Upon hearing this, a glint flashed across Zhang Hao's eyes.
"You mean the yellow strips of cloth on their arms and heads?”Master Eight asked.
"That's right!" Deputy Zhang nodded.
Zhang Qishan thought for a while and said slowly,""Is there any army in history that carries yellow cloth?”
Seeing this, Zhang Hao slowly said,"The Yellow Turban Army!"”
When Master Eight heard this, he waved his hand and said,"Come on, Lord Zhang. Who are the Yellow Turban Army? To put it nicely, they are rebels. To put it bluntly, they are just peasant uprisings.”
Zhang Hao shook his head and retorted calmly,""The so-called history is only written and compiled by later generations. You and I don't know the real situation. Moreover, the Yellow Turban Army can fight for four years, so there must be elite troops.”
"In that case, is this the tomb of General Heaven Duke?”Master Eight said in shock.
Zhang Hao revealed a smile and slowly said,"Whether it is or not, we will know once we enter!”
After the incident of the ghost soldiers crossing the border, Lord Eight restrained his temper and no longer jumped around like before. He carefully followed behind Zhang Hao.
The four of them finally walked through the passageway, and a majestic ancient palace appeared in front of them.
The huge stone tablet at the bottom of the steps attracted Zhang Hao's attention. The words on the Baxia Carrying Monument were all written in small seal characters.
"It's good luck for the world to be in the sixties. At that time, it was fate. I led the Yellow Turban Army. The weather and terrain were in my hands, but no one was with me. So he left behind the descendants of the same lineage, there are hundreds of volumes of magic, a number of rare treasures, if the descendants have ambition, take them all! General Heaven Duke Zhang Jiao has written his last words."
After Master Eight finished reading the words on the tablet, he was dumbfounded.
With his mouth wide open, Master Eight looked at Zhang Hao in shock and said,"Lord Zhang, is this really the tomb of the Yellow Turban Army? Didn't they say that the Yellow Turban Army had been suppressed? What was going on?”
Although it was hard to accept, Zhang Hao had already guessed it before. Otherwise, he wouldn't have mentioned the Yellow Turban Army when he saw the ghost soldiers crossing the border.
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