Chapter 12 Reincarnation
The food transport officer looked at the raging crowd indifferently, facing the uproar of thousands of people, as one of the victors who broke through 30 people, he had no fear on his face, only disdainful contempt.

Yellow turban bandits, no matter how many people there are, what kind of disturbance can they cause?
It's just that these people are too noisy, and the military order can't scare this group of thieves, perhaps more drastic measures are needed.

Such a thought flashed through his mind, and when he was about to put it into action, he saw a scruffy middle-aged countryman in the crowd who seemed to have a heart-to-heart with him, and suddenly jumped out.

"If you don't give me a way to survive, everyone will simply turn against you!"

At this time, there was a lot of voices, thousands of people made a loud noise, this sloppy man shouted like venting, although the heart-piercing voice was very loud, it should have been quickly drowned by the crowd, but that word was too harsh , and possessed an extraordinary power, which caused the audience to fall into absolute silence the next moment.

The weird atmosphere gradually spread.

The last cry before the silence was clearly heard by the food transport officer. Although he felt that the other party cooperated perfectly, the meaning contained in the words made him not only not surprised, but furious:
"Sure enough, you want to rebel without changing your thieves?"

"If it wasn't for the benevolence of the state shepherd that day, all of your heads would have been eaten by cats and dogs." The grain transport officer smiled grimly: "You guys, do you think your life is too long?"

These words were quite effective, making many people think of the unbearable past, and they were all downcast, because the blood that surged up in one sentence was calmed down by another sentence.

Yes, 30 people can't beat 1 others, so what can we do with thousands of people?

Seeing the crowd that was about to move seemed to be frightened, the food transport officer relaxed, and his eyes became more disdainful.

This group of scumbags are wolves who are not cooked well, and the whip will never stop!
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, he looked around the crowd a few times, and suddenly pointed out: "You, come out." It was that sloppy country man.

That countryman was instigated by Wu Sheng, and he jumped into the crowd as soon as he finished speaking. He was lazy by nature and timid. When he was bought by Wu Sheng, he only cared about the pork that he hadn't eaten for a long time. When I arrived at the scene and saw the glaring sword, I had no courage in my heart. I wanted to make a fool of myself, but I couldn't bear the other half of my flesh. I hesitated for a while, and hesitated for a long time.

When the crowd was in turmoil, the local man was greedy, thinking in his heart: these thousands of people, everyone is talking, and the official may not hear me if I shout a word; You can see me clearly, so many people may not be able to drag me out.

He made a plan, and after yelling, he rushed into the crowd, shrunk his head and lowered his body to cover up, if he didn't squeeze too slowly, he might have slipped out of the stage with his feet on his feet.

Perhaps it was doomed that he was doomed, the food transport officer not only heard the words, saw him, but also dragged him out effortlessly.

After being pulled out of the crowd by a few soldiers, the townsman still held his luck: "Why are you pulling me?"

"What a rebellious rascal." The food transport officer looked up and down, looked at the village man with a look of bewilderment, and sneered repeatedly: "Why?"

"Dare to say it, dare not admit it?"

The countryman was about to speak out to defend himself, but the food transport officer was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he just stared fiercely at the countryman, and at the same time slowly drew his long sword.

The movement of drawing the sword was surprisingly slow, so that anyone with a discerning eye could see the deliberate action,
Seeing the fear and despair gradually spread on the face of the villager, the food transport officer's eyes showed satisfaction, and his movements became slower and slower.

Like a cat playing with a mouse.

"This countryman just said something wrong, and the crime is not worthy of death." A clear voice suddenly appeared, with hidden anger: "Even if it is death, why is it so teasing and humiliating?"

It is Wang Zheng.

The process of enjoying was interrupted, and the food transport officer was furious. He followed the reputation and saw a young man standing out from the crowd, standing proudly.

Seems familiar?

Looking at that ordinary face, the food transport officer felt a little puzzled in his heart. After some recollection, he finally remembered that the last time, it was also in this military camp, when he stabbed to death one of the criminals who committed crimes, this young man did the same thing. Unreasonable hastily come forward.

"I remember you." The food transport officer pointed at Wang Zheng with his sword: "Come forward and talk."

"I also remember your honor."

Wang Zheng stepped forward with a calm expression. In the face of major events, his heart that should have been throbbing became calmer.

In the huge arena, only the voices of two people echoed at this moment.

"You said that this person is not guilty of death?"

"Exactly!"

"In your eyes, the sinner didn't deserve to die last time?"

"Exactly!"

"So that's how it is." The food transport officer nodded, and suddenly a sword pierced deeply into Xianghan's body, directly shattering his heart.

As the countryman fell to the ground weakly, the food transport officer once again pointed his sword at Wang Zheng, the blade was stained with blood, and his murderous intent became more and more terrifying.

"If you commit crimes against your superiors, violate military orders, speak rebelliously, or rebel, in the eyes of a child like you, they are all crimes worthy of death!"

Facing Wang Zheng's stunned and angry eyes, the food transport officer let out a smirk:
"It seems that you are also a traitor!"

A smile suddenly appeared on Wang Zheng's face when he was full of malice.

Under the surprised eyes of the food transport officer and the surrounding soldiers, the arc of Wang Zheng's mouth became more and more upward, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious, but he never laughed at all.

The next moment, all the smiles subsided in an instant, followed by a loud shout.

"Exactly!"

It was as if a thunder burst out in the clear sky, and it spread throughout the venue in an instant.

"Bold."

Before Yunliang's official words were finished, he saw that Wang Zheng had sprinted and stuck directly in front of him.

next moment.

A sword light suddenly appeared.

Everyone's eyes flickered, and when they fixed their eyes again, the sword light disappeared, leaving only blood raining wantonly in mid-air.

In front of Wang Zheng on the field, there was only a headless figure still dangling.

It turned out that in the blink of an eye, Wang Zheng snatched the sword from the grain transport officer, and his head fell to the ground with one blow.

"The captain was killed!"

The soldiers on the side couldn't react for a moment, they were all stunned, and the thousands of people from Qi County on the field were also stunned by Wang Zheng's actions.

It's just that when the big head of the grain transport officer rolled around on the ground, worry and fear flashed through the hearts of the timid people.
More people are very happy!
"Good kill!"

At this time, Wu Sheng and a group of people shouted in unison: "If these dog officials don't give us a way to survive, they should have been killed long ago!"

"Fellow folks."

At this time, Wang Zheng turned to face the crowd, and seeing that everyone's eyes had gathered, Wang Zheng suddenly raised his long sword.

When the head was chopped off with too much force, a high-quality long sword has become a little bent, and the blood-stained sword body is shining with a blood-colored rainbow light in the sunlight, with a breathtaking killing intent .

"They are all soldiers of the state shepherd. Do you know what the soldiers in other places are like besides Qingzhou?"

With a look of indignation on Wang Zheng's face, he raised his hands high and shouted out of thin air, "Twenty Dendrobiums!"

In fact, at this time, let alone Qingzhou, he has no channels for information outside Qi County, so how could he know about Cao Cao's military salary? "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" did not write this!
There must be differences in treatment. As for whether the gap is so big, I have to ask God.Anyway, the purpose of Wangzheng is just a prelude to intensify the contradiction.As for what if someone exposes it later?When the people of Qingzhou are in the mood to confirm the truth of what he said, he no longer has to worry about this issue.

"What did you say? Twenty dendrobium!"

"Before I waited, there were no more than three and five dendrobiums at most!"

"Three or five dendrobiums are good, but now I don't even want to give one dendrobium!"

Wang Zheng's words ignited everyone's anger without accident. They are not concerned about poverty but inequality. They have long been dissatisfied with the meager military salary they handed over so much rice. Now even the last meager military salary Cao Cao They are unwilling to give, so where did all the rice go?
Where else can I go! It can only be paid to soldiers in other places!
Therefore, people in Qingzhou did not have the slightest doubt about Wang Zheng's rumors that were not supported by any evidence.They have been angry for a long time under the continuous reduction of military pay, and after they have completely lost it today, they also lost their reason.

They subconsciously believed that it was Cao Cao's elite soldiers from other places who swallowed up their rations!
The same is a soldier, why is there such a big gap?They are very unconvinced!
Landlords and high-ranking officials are nothing more than pressure on our heads. Why are they also inferior to others when they are also soldiers?Just because we are from Qingzhou?

Wang Zheng, who has been observing everyone's emotional fluctuations, is completely relieved at this time, the time has come, the people's hearts are available, and there is no hesitation:

"Other soldiers don't farm land, so we don't have to worry about it; we Qingzhou soldiers donate the rations to support them, and we don't care about it; the rations are getting less and less, and now we don't leave a grain of rice for us!"

"This is not going to give us a way out! Can we still ignore it?"

"In the attack on Xuzhou, is it because we rushed to the front and desperately used our lives to open the way for them?"

"We still need to prepare our own rations? What is this? This is sold and we need to count the money for them!"

"Instead of working hard for others, it is better to work hard for ourselves. If they don't give us rations, we will get them ourselves!"

Having said this, Wang Zheng pointed his halberd at the sky and shouted with all his strength: "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky will stand!"

These eight words have indescribably great meaning to Qingzhou people.

The eyes of many people suddenly turned red. An old man in the crowd was already dim-sighted. At this moment, his eyes were filled with tears, and his vision became more and more hazy. Excited, he looked at the young man on the stage, as if he had turned into a teenager. Another person from years ago.

"This is a great and virtuous teacher! You are finally back!" The old man suddenly shouted hissingly.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was shocked, Wang Zheng was even more taken aback, but Wu Sheng and the others showed an expression of "so that's how it is".

"That's right, I've long thought that this young man looks familiar, you see, he looks exactly like the great virtuous teacher when he was young."

"I got it! This is reincarnation!"

"Reincarnation? Look at the wrong age, shouldn't it be so old?"

"This must have been transformed by the great virtuous teacher who couldn't bear us to continue to suffer!"

At this time, Wu Sheng and others also took the opportunity to spread the news of Wangzheng's "divine power" among the crowd, which aroused strong reactions from the crowd. This completely ignited their enthusiasm, but what everyone was talking about was no longer "rebellion" but "Wangzheng" It is the reincarnation of a great virtuous teacher", as the discussion became more and more heated, Wang Zheng was completely speechless.

He thought about building momentum, a red snake, and the words of gods and ghosts are all ready. It was necessary for rebellion in ancient times.

But he never thought of using such nonsense to create momentum, let alone a casual word of an old man, these thousands of people would be convinced.

reincarnation?Zhang Jiao died in 184, even if there is a reincarnation, now he is just a child wearing crotch pants!
Could it be that this body really resembles Zhang Jiao's?There was a question mark on his forehead, and when he turned his head to look, even the eyes of the dozen or so soldiers looked at him at this moment, as if admiring the gods, and seemed to believe this kind of rhetoric.

In a short period of time, the crowd seemed to be completely convinced that Wang Zheng is a great virtuous and good teacher, and Zhang Jiao's influence was finally revealed at this moment, no matter the old or the timid, everyone's face appeared inexplicable. fanaticism.

At this moment, they completely believed that as long as the great virtuous teacher came back, they could do everything, and they were not afraid of rebelling against anyone!

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

Thousands of people raised their arms at the same time, shouted in unison, and the momentum was monstrous.

(End of this chapter)

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