blood red City
This was originally a city belonging to the Outsiders, and it could be considered a medium-sized city.
However, after being conquered by Qin Ao, this place became the city where Qin Ao's army was stationed.
It was also renamed Blood Red City.
There were still 3,000 guards in Blood Red City.
There were also many Han people.
This group consisted of the captives that Qin Ao had saved, as well as the young men who had come to join Qin Ao.
After returning to the city, all the crimson blood demon cavalry returned to the city lord's mansion and military camp to rest.
The collected ores would also be sent to the military camp to be smelted into the armor of the Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry.
It could be said that Qin Ao had used all his resources to nurture the Crimson Blood Demonic Cavalry.
Logically speaking, if this portion of resources was used to nurture a portion of the army, the benefits would be the highest.
However, he did not have any official title, so he could not recruit soldiers or forge armor.
Recruiting 1,000 was already considered a lot.
Moreover, with his plan, it would be more convenient to use elite troops.
This was a chaotic world!
It was an era of heroes!
Not only were there countless valiant generals who could cut mountains and rivers, destroy gold and shatter stones, but there were also a large number of strategists who could turn the world around with a flip of their hands.
Even though the Three Kingdoms were different from the other Three Kingdoms, the big plot that should be played out would not disappear.
The long river of history rolled and flowed, unstoppable.
Qin Ao had already sent people to investigate the situation in the Great Han Dynasty, and he knew that the Road of Peace was prevalent now.
The Yellow Turban Rebellion was right before their eyes.
The Yellow Turban Rebellion was his real goal.
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after one month
Julu Prefecture, Jizhou
In the wilderness, there was a sea of people. Countless people wearing yellow scarves gathered together.
At a glance, the crowd seemed endless.
These were the followers of the Path of Peace.
However, these people were not scattered.
They saw that these people who seemed to be disorderly were all facing the same direction.
There, a huge altar appeared in everyone's eyes.
The altar was extremely magnificent. It was built with countless precious materials. The entire altar emitted a dazzling light under the sun's illumination. It was covered with complicated patterns and looked solemn.
The altar had a total of seven levels.
Each floor had a large number of Daoists wearing dark-yellow Daoist robes. They held peach wood swords and looked solemn.
At the highest point, there were three people.
The leader was wearing a yellow robe and holding a staff as tall as a person. He had a solemn expression.
This was Zhang Jiao, the general of Heaven Duke.
The two people behind him held a peach wood sword and a fan respectively.
They were Earth Duke General Zhang Bao and Ren Duke General Zhang Liang.
"In the current world, the emperor is fatuous, the imperial court is corrupt, and the people are in dire straits. Today, I, Zhang Jiao, am willing to plead for the lives of all living beings in the world.”
"Change the sky and the sun, reverse the Yin and Yang, and exchange my blood for peace!”
Zhang Jiao raised the Fire Explosion Divine Staff in his hand and his majestic voice resounded across the world.
His voice carried a vast and majestic feeling, causing people to involuntarily submit to him.
"We are willing to follow the great teacher!”
"We are willing to follow the great teacher!”
"We are willing to follow the great teacher!”
The eyes of all the Yellow Turban disciples were filled with fanaticism. They knelt down one after another and shouted wildly.
His voice was like a tidal wave that soared into the sky and shook the clouds.
An invisible force seemed to gather together.
On the altar, Zhang Jiao opened his arms and made a hugging gesture. Waves of energy started to flow out of his body.
This was the power of all living beings in the world.
It wasn't just here. At the same time, there were a total of thirty-six places in the world with altars.
All the altars had a canal commander he appointed.
When the sacrifice began, all the power of the Yellow Turban Cult members, all the power of unwillingness, began to gather together.
On the plains, the sky suddenly darkened.
Dark clouds covered the sky and lightning surged.
After a long time, Zhang Jiao finally opened his eyes.
A bright light burst out of his eyes, and his Daoist robe fluttered without any wind.
"Today, let the world experience the power of all living beings in the world!”
"Go!"
Zhang Jiao took out a book and threw it out.
The book immediately flew into the air and stopped there.
On it were four golden words, the Heavenly Book of Peace!
Then, under the gaze of everyone, the book suddenly opened, and the golden words on it shone brightly.
Whoosh!
Another golden light bloomed from the book and formed 16 words in the air.
"Hahahahaha!"
When Zhang Jiao saw these words, his eyes were filled with ecstasy and he laughed out loud.
In the next moment, his figure began to rise, and a phantom began to bloom out of thin air.
On the altar, a giant horn that was more than ten meters tall appeared in front of everyone.
"Great teacher!"
"Great teacher!"
"Great teacher!"
Below, the eyes of all the believers became extremely fanatical.
The howling waves came one after another.
They looked at Zhang Jiao, who was more than ten meters long, as if they had seen a real god.
"The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall be established!"
Zhang Jiao shouted.
The huge shadow let out an emotionless sound.
In the entire world, at the thirty-six altars, countless Yellow Turban Cult members heard these words.
This was the only sentence left in their minds.
Moreover, an inexplicable impulse made everyone shout this sentence in unison.
"The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall be established!"
"The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall be established!"
"The heavens are dead, the yellow heavens shall be established!"
Voices shot up into the sky as if they wanted to tear the sky apart.
Zhang Jiao looked up at the sky with determination.
Under his gaze, he saw a huge golden dragon phantom appear in the sky.
This golden dragon spanned across the entire sky, but it was riddled with injuries and looked dispirited.
"Roar!"
The Golden Dragon phantom roared unwillingly.
This majestic voice echoed throughout the area.
Everyone's face suddenly turned red as if they were under great pressure.
However, even so, no one gave up.
In the next moment, a beam of light appeared above the heads of these Yellow Turban disciples.
The light shot into the air and gathered into the shadow of a sword.
The blade flashed and pierced into the golden dragon phantom.
"Roar!"
The golden dragon phantom trembled and let out a shrill roar.
Then, it shook twice before completely disappearing.
"The year is in the sixties, and the world is in luck!"
The golden dragon disappeared. Zhang Jiao suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and raised the Fire Explosion Divine Staff in his hand again.
"The year is in the sixties, and the world is in luck!"
"The year is in the sixties, and the world is in luck!"
"The year is in the sixties, and the world is in luck!"
Everyone shouted in unison.
Countless specks of light scattered in the sky and fell among the Yellow Turban soldiers below.
On the altar, Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang all released a bright light. Their auras kept rising.
The rest of the Golden Daoists were also average.
The Yellow Turban elite army near the altar was shining with a yellow light.
Their bodies kept trembling, their bodies kept growing, and their muscles kept bulging.
A murderous aura spread out.
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