The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Huh? Who! Get out!"

He frowned, and almost immediately, there was a crackling sound from Ying's body, like setting off firecrackers. This was the sound of his whole body's muscles wriggling and bones rubbing against each other.

Immediately afterwards, a vast killing intent suddenly erupted from Heiying's not-so-majestic figure!

The moment he opened his eyes, the whole world seemed to be plunged into a monstrous purgatory. In the void, countless ghost howls roared.

Like a ghost who stepped out from the depths of hell, the qi all over his body surged like a sea like a prison.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a scarlet light suddenly bloomed, and the eyes full of determination and death were full of cold light. He looked around coldly, and at the same time, he stepped down hard with both feet.

A soldier passing by felt the extreme cold, as if his soul was about to be torn apart, and his body fell back almost subconsciously and uncontrollably.

Can't stop!

The aura that erupted at that moment actually gave him a feeling like a flash flood.

He didn't completely resist at all, just for a moment, the soldiers were already stunned, and their minds were already blank.

He had already obtained it before he had time to react. The scout who was pinched and grabbed his neck felt a sharp aura that suffocated him instantly coming from directly in front of him.

"This is the real master!"

Putting down the soldiers casually, this time, it was even more terrifying than before, Ying quickly moved his eyes away, and a ray of emptiness pierced through the void.

It seemed that in an instant, fierce murderous intent erupted from Ying's body, and this murderous intent emanated from him.

The sharp sword in his hand is trembling, how a vast Tianhe, the power is extremely terrifying, containing a martial arts will to destroy everything, hanging straight down from the sky.

Suddenly, in an instant, an extremely fierce murderous intent erupted from the void, and this murderous intent converged into a gray light, which just rightly offset the attack of the shadow.

A figure emerged from the void, holding a sharp sword, revealing his real body. He was dressed in black, his body was full of hidden aura, full of murderous intent, his body shook, turned into a black lightning, and landed in front of Zai Ying.

"Dump Dump"

The figure of the man was still not standing still, and he accidentally cut his palm by this killing intent, and immediately, gurgling blood flowed out from his palm.

"Hey, Ying, you are really ruthless!" The man grinned, with an arc.

"Mission completed?"

At this time, a clear and sweet voice like an oriole sounded, and before anyone arrived, a strange fragrance like musk deer had already drifted in with the breeze, and with the flash of a figure, a stunning beauty appeared in front of the two of them.

Not far away stood a woman, enough to make everyone feel amazing, Qiushui was like a god, jade was like a bone, and hibiscus was like a face and willows were like eyebrows.

She was dressed in a blue and black palace dress, with a long jade neck and round shoulders, standing gracefully in the air. The exquisite curves looming on the palace dress made people feel ups and downs, and her figure was infinitely enchanting.

The wrist shakes slightly, the bright eyes and white teeth are half-opened.

Picturesque beauty.

"Now that you're done, it's time to leave."

Diao Chan suddenly opened his eyes, that pair of eyes that seemed to charm the world, devouring everything like a black hole, became sharper now.

"Hey, let's go now! Let's go now!" I don't know if Diao Chan has left any impressive memories for her.

Now when facing Diao Chan, that person didn't stop at all, and very decisively turned into a black light, merged into the night, and disappeared again, all this happened in the blink of an eye.

Seeing him leave, Diao Chan's eyes fell on Ying's body again, and a pure smile appeared on that originally extremely cold face.

eight hundred conspiracies

"The Han Dynasty is orthodox in the world. It has been established for more than [-] years. The tree has deep roots. The people have become accustomed to the rule of the Han family and are supported by scholars all over the world. This orthodox reputation can sometimes be exchanged for swords, guns and horses. Hundreds of millions of troops." Diao Chan mumbled to herself, pacing.

After saying that, Diao Chan seemed to think of something, staring at the shadow in front of him, and asked anxiously, "You said that you know the failure of the past, and now the princes everywhere are fighting endlessly, and the people are in dire straits. If the Yellow Turban Army can learn lessons and accumulate strength, In your opinion, how many chances do you have of winning?"

This is not nonsense, because after Zhang Jiao's death, although the Yellow Turbans were not enough to worry about, the remaining few Yellow Turbans were still relatively strong. Thinking about it from another angle, they might as well be a piece of fat. Joining is enough to make any prince soar into the sky.

"Although the Han Dynasty declined, it has accumulated a lot of savings for hundreds of years. The quality of government officials is high, the division of labor is clear, the treasury is well prepared, the army is well-trained, and the war experience is rich. The Yellow Turban Army who has received formal training is comparable."

After pondering for a moment, Ying shook his head.

"However, there is no permanent country in this world. As the saying goes, a century-old dynasty and a thousand-year family."

"" Diao Chan looked silent, thought for a while and continued.

"My father's Yellow Turban Uprising was suppressed by the imperial court, but the ministries were scattered all over the world. The foundation of the Han court was shaken by the impact of the uprising, and the foreign tribes began to move around. The prestige of the imperial court has plummeted, and it is no longer possible to effectively control the local area. , I'm afraid that when the situation rises again, it will be the day when the big man falls apart!"

In Diao Chan's view, hundreds of years of comfortable life have already caused the ministers of the Han Dynasty to lose their former style, and now there are only a group of glamorous wine bags and rice bags left.

"Now we occupy the Chang'an world, overlook the Central Plains, and have Qinchuan, which is [-] miles away from Guanzhong, as a backup. Once there are changes in the Guandong counties, we can send troops as soon as possible."

Diao Chan's eyes flickered, and her thoughts were not impossible. After all, Liu Xie was dead now, and the last orthodoxy of the big man had just disappeared.

After the death of Emperor Han Ling, his two sons died one after another, leaving no orthodox heir.

Who should be chosen as the next emperor?

It would be fine if it was in a peaceful and prosperous age, the big deal is to find a descendant of the Han Dynasty who is about the same age as the top. Isn't that how Liu Hong came to power in the first place?

But now is troubled times, how do you choose the emperor?There are many lords in the world, who will admit that you have chosen an emperor?

Besides, even if an emperor is elected, where will he be placed?

You put it in Chang'an, do other princes agree?

Fortunately, it is only the beginning of troubled times, and few people have the courage, let alone the identity.

Now the whole world is like a pile of dry firewood, a little spark may instantly form a raging fire, which is unstoppable.

After all, the authority accumulated by the Han Dynasty in 400 years cannot be easily destroyed overnight.

Why in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty, even though there were such harsh conditions as foreign relatives and eunuchs chaotic politics, serious land annexation, frequent natural and man-made disasters, and powerful armed forces, the rule of the Han Dynasty was still not significantly shaken.

After all, taking history as a mirror, we can know that this phenomenon is already a sign of the country's subjugation.

Diao Chan knew clearly in her heart that this was because, although the imperial court was corrupt and the rules were often corrupt, there were still people with lofty ideals in the world.

"Aristocratic family, an interest group maintained by blood relationship and systematic knowledge inheritance. A poor family, a talented person who has almost no family knowledge inheritance but has acquired knowledge through various methods. The family is also a poor family at the beginning, and the poor family may also be the future Family."

"Although the poor family is more numerous than the aristocratic family, they are scattered and have been suppressed by the aristocratic family."

Diao Chan's words moved Ying a little.

Enemy against the whole family!

How can this be?