Chapter 453 The Yellow Turban Warrior
“You lost.”
Guan Ji stood tall, but ignored the horrified looks of everyone and spoke calmly.
“How…how is it possible?”
Huawan opened her mouth wide and stared blankly, unable to react for a moment.
She looked at Third Gu who was lying on the ground, and became even more panicked. She ran over and shouted, "San Gu, Third Gu, are you okay?"
“She’s fine, she just fainted from holding her breath.”
Guan Ji looked at Roshan who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, her eyes flashed with doubts, and she gave a rare explanation.
San Gu, who fell to the ground, coughed under the shaking of the flower garland, exhaled, and opened her eyes, "Young Master, I'm sorry, I lost."
San Gu couldn’t get up by herself, and Hua Wan couldn’t help her up by herself, so she had to turn her head and curse, “Are you blind? Why don’t you come over and help me?”
The barbarian maids and maids who were shocked beyond measure by Guan Ji's violent blow finally realized and ran over one after another, scrambling to help lift Sangu up.
They couldn't help but be shocked. They knew clearly what level Sangu was in the tribe.
I didn’t expect that the weak but handsome husband of the Han family in front of me could actually defeat the third aunt.
“It’s okay, Third Aunt, we still have…”
Huawan was about to comfort her when Sangu shook her head, glanced at Guan Ji with complicated eyes, and whispered, "Young Master, we can't defeat him. He knows where our weaknesses are."
Hua Wan was startled, and after a while, she glanced at Guan Ji in disbelief, who was standing with her hands behind her back, "Third aunt, you mean..."
San Gu nodded and said, "Yes, this person is very powerful. Not only does he know where our weaknesses are, he is also very strong."
As she spoke, she pointed to the place where she was protected by armor, "He hit me directly."
“What if I’m blind?”
Huawan naturally knows what Sangu's weakness is, but if the other party also knows it, she still doesn't believe it.
"It's not that I was blinded. When he was fighting me just now, he kept testing my weaknesses and finally hit me with one blow. He must have known something about us."
Feng Yong felt refreshed when he saw Guan Ji defeating the opponent. He thought that Guan Ji was still the same Guan Ji and had never let him down.
I felt unhappy when I saw the other party muttering something again, so I imitated Hua Wan's initial tone and said sourly, "Isn't Hua Lady timid?"
After hearing this, Hua Wan felt a sudden rush in her heart, and she wanted to bite this **** to death!
After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Who said I'm timid?"
Turning his head to look behind him, he found that the maid's eyes were full of unconfidence. It was obvious that Guan Ji's bravery just now exceeded their expectations.
“Young Master…”
Sangu wanted to speak but stopped.
Huawan understood what Sangu meant: if she couldn't beat her, then there would definitely be no benefit for anyone else to play.
But if he just gave up, he would have to give up Ada's horse to Feng Yong. How could Hua Wan be willing to do so?
When she was in a dilemma, Guan Ji, who was standing there quietly, asked calmly, "Who else is there?"
Hearing this, Hua Wan raised her head and looked at the Han family man, feeling really hateful and angry. He was obviously a very handsome man, how could he be so powerful? He's not a good guy, he just knows how to deceive people with his appearance!
But I couldn't do anything to the other person, so I really felt aggrieved.
“Do you want to fight again?”
How could Guan Ji care about Huawan's little daughter's thoughts? She frowned and urged her again.
Hua Wan bit her lip and said nothing.
But Feng Yong could see clearly from the side and coughed, "If it's inconvenient for Young Master, then we don't have to play the rest of the game. How about treating it as a draw?"
Hua Wan felt warm in her heart and glanced at Feng Yong gratefully, thinking that this man could still speak.
Hua Wan nodded and said, then he was cruel and brought the curly red rabbit horse over, "We win two out of three games, and the last one is a draw. Even if I lose, I will give this horse to you!"
Feng Yong was very happy, and his nose almost came out.
The Yunnan horses finally have a BMW as a breeder.
Guan Ji stepped forward and took the horse's rope directly.
Hua Wan's eyes were full of tears and she couldn't bear to let go.
Guan Ji tugged again.
Hua Wan looked at Feng Yong pitifully.
Feng Yongbie turned his head and pretended not to see it.
At the same time, I thought silently in my heart, I am willing to admit defeat. If I lose, I will definitely give you the knife - so you should give me the horse.
Guan Ji finally pulled the horse's rope and led the horse back to Feng Yong without looking back.
Huawan couldn't help crying "Wow" and ran away.
The remaining maids hurriedly shouted and chased after him.
The third aunt took a deep look at Guan Ji, and then followed her, along with an unknown strong woman.
Guan Ji also looked at the backs of the two strong women thoughtfully, not knowing what she was thinking.
Huang Ji was disappointed when he saw the opportunity. At this time, he saw Guan Ji bringing the BMW back and stepped forward to touch it.
Unexpectedly, this horse has a bit of a strong temper. It can be led by a rope, but no one can touch it. When Huang Ji saw that she was about to touch it, she immediately kicked her hoof.
Huang Ji was originally in a bad mood, but now she got upset when she saw the horse again. She became furious and slapped the horse, causing it to stagger and cursed, "How dare you, you beast?"
Curly Red Rabbit did not expect that the girl in front of him was also a shrew. He snorted immediately and did not dare to move anymore.
It was Feng Yong who noticed Guan Ji's abnormality and asked with concern, "What is Sanniang thinking?"
Guan Ji forced a smile, looked at Hua Wan and the others who were walking away, and then said, "It's nothing, I just saw Hua Wan using such strong women as personal guards, and it reminded me of the yellow scarf warriors that my lord once mentioned to my concubine. "
“Have you seen the Yellow Turban Warrior?”
Feng Yong asked in surprise.
Guan Ji shook her head, "I have never seen it, but I have heard from adults that Zhang Jiao's personal bodyguards, the Yellow Turban Warriors, are all different in size from ordinary people. They are extremely strong, just like the strong woman just now."
“Aren’t the Yellow Turban Warriors men? Why are there still women?”
Feng Yong was even more surprised this time.
"Yes, and there are quite a few. I heard from the adults that it seems that it is extremely difficult to train the Yellow Turban Warriors. It took Zhang Jiao more than ten years to raise a group of them. Therefore, as long as they can become Yellow Turban Warriors, regardless of male or female, It will all be taken into account.”
Feng Yong nodded, feeling that there were some things he hadn't remembered.
“But if the women in the Yellow Turban Warriors want to be like the strong women just now, Zhang Jiao can be used as a forward.”
"That's not all." Guan Ji shook her head and said, "During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, Zhang Jiao would pray to the sky every time before the formation, then burn talisman paper and mix ashes into clean water, which was called sacred water, and then let the Yellow Turban Warriors Drink it.”
“After they drink the talisman water, they will be fearless of life and death, not afraid of swords and guns, tireless, charge into battle, extremely brave, and initially caused a lot of trouble to the officers and soldiers.”
"Fortunately, the number of people was not large. In addition, Zhang Jiao started the attack in a hurry. In order to build momentum as soon as possible, he let the yellow scarf warriors continue to take the lead in attacking the city and plundering the land, resulting in many casualties. Moreover, after drinking the sacred water, it also has a certain effect."
"After the effectiveness of the divine water wears off, the Yellow Turban Warrior will become extremely weak, so this can be considered one of its shortcomings. In addition, Zhang Jiao died of illness, and the Yellow Turban Warrior's combat power will be greatly reduced without the Divine Water."
“So the Yellow Turban thieves got weaker and weaker as they got to the back, and were finally put down in one fell swoop.”
“I didn’t expect that the Yellow Turban Rebellion decades ago would still have such secrets.”
Feng Yong had a small addiction to history. At the same time, he thought to himself, why does that magic water sound like something that young people in later generations would use to smoke for fun?
“I only found out about it when I heard adults mention it occasionally.”
"But Zhang Jiao... I remember he is not from Julu? He is far away in Jizhou, how can he be connected with the Yizhou barbarians far southwest of the Han Dynasty? Sanniang, are you thinking too much?"
In terms of transportation in this era, apart from serving as soldiers or being sent as officials by the imperial court, people from Jizhou in the north would never come to Yizhou in their lifetime, let alone the barbarian land in the south of Yizhou?
(End of this chapter)