C8 Knife Sharpening on Sheep and Pigs

Han Sui rebelled?

Han Sui had gone against it too!

Furthermore, he had killed Academy Officer and taiwai, who were both under the protection of the imperial government, and taken over Jincheng!

I didn't pay any attention to who Bian Zhang was in front of Han Sui's name. I was just thinking about this guy.

Why was this fellow rebelling?

There was no such thing in my memory.

My concept of Han Sui is always limited to acting and playing games: Han Sui and Ma Teng became sworn brothers, compared to Ma Teng, Han Sui Wu Yong is a little bit inferior, but a little bit more resourceful, so in the game the general Ma Teng force's initial advisor is Han Sui. So... I never knew that Han Sui was actually this strong. It was much stronger than how Dad climbed up the mountain step by step like this! He was going to create a revolt in the central government! Moreover, he even teamed up with the minority to rebel. Damn it, what kind of person was this!? After all, in previous years, the Caulis Notopterygii's raids had only killed the common people. This time, they had directly killed taiwai and Academy Officer, and Academy Officer had originally been used to monitor the actions of the Caulis Notopterygii. This way, the imperial government would not sit idly by.

I thought the court would quickly organize an attack, but I didn't expect them to not pay much attention to it.

Because he had defeated the yellow towel, the emperor happily decided to change his element.

"It is December already. The world shall be pardoned. The new era shall be peaceful."

The generals who had fought so many battles were all panting heavily, no one was prepared to put on a front again in a short period of time.

The Sky Disaster followed closely behind, approaching menacingly.

"Two years of spring and first moon, epidemic."

It was not enough to have a natural disaster, but he still had to come up with some strange coincidences.

"Since February is the first month, the great calamity shall fall upon the nation, and the fire of the half moon shall be extinguished. "Hai Hai, he destroyed his own house outside Guangyang City."

In the meantime, he even slightly adjusted the tax, but unexpectedly, black bandit popped up again.

"Tax is on the land under heaven, ten dollars per mu. "black bandit, Zhang Niu, Jiao, and other people of over ten generations are here together."

They were all looking forward to the moon and the stars. Finally, someone remembered that they had to take care of Han Sui and the bunch of little thieves.

However, the great central army that travelled thousands of miles and had the might of a yellow towel was actually unable to defend against it.

"North Court Official Bo Yu and the rest of the three generals, General Huangfu Song of the Left Cage Cavalry, are against them."

The battle went on for three months without any results.

Was it because Huangfu Song was too weak, or was it because Bai Yu and Han Sui were too strong? Or was there something fishy going on between them?

I don't even know.

However, in my heart, I always thought that Huangfu Song was someone with ability. After all, he was someone who had led troops throughout the years.

But the result?

What kind of person was Baoyu of the Northern Palace? Northwest Barbarian Clan!

Who is Han Sui? Border civilian!

A mob capable of repelling the Central Army?

Furthermore, he was an "elite" who had just returned from a battle with the yellow towel.

Could it be that yellow towel was too weak?

But how strong could the motley crowd of Northern Palace's Bo Yu and Han Sui be?!

My mind was in a mess.

But the situation at home was even more chaotic.

That day, I was in the small courtyard practicing my spear moves without a single move when I heard that someone had come to visit.

Just ten seconds later, the whole house was filled with the sound of crying.

I ran with my rifle all the way to the front yard.

Ma Teng was kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly as he hugged a young child. He held it so tightly that I couldn't even tell if the boy was a boy or a girl.

"Braided child …" Ma Teng muttered, "Don't be afraid..." Who killed your parents?! "

"I, I don't know …" That kid was even calmer than his dad, he got out of Ma Teng's arms and revealed a square face, "At that time, a bunch of random soldiers rushed into the house, and my parents let the butler carry me out of the backyard …"

"Random weapon?" Ma Teng slowly stood up from the ground, "It's the troops of Northern Palace's Bo Yu and Han Sui, right?!" He seemed to be muttering to himself, "Where's the butler?" "I remember that he's not young anymore …"

"Uncle Wu pushed me onto the horse, and I was captured by the soldiers …" The youth suddenly burst into hot tears and sobbed without a sound.

Ma Teng remained silent and patted his back. The dust rose up in the air.

"Don't be afraid, Uncle will take care of you." Ma Teng turned around and looked at me, "Chao Er, this is your From his brother. Dale, you have to take care of him in the future."

I quickly matched his pronunciation to his memory. Ma Dai?!

"Dai Er, this is Uncle's eldest son. Chao Er, call him Big Brother. In the future, you can play with him." Ma Teng patted Ma Dai's head with a kind expression.

Ma Dai turned to me and shyly called out, "Big Brother …"

I finally saw his face. His face was bronze, his eyebrows were black, and his face was covered with dirt. He looked seven or eight years older than me.

"Alright, Xiao Dai, why don't you stay with me first?" I needed to show him my friendliness, to step forward and take his dark little hand.

No, that's not right. Although it is called a small hand, it is actually more powerful than mine.

He shyly lowered his head and followed me back to the backyard.

"How old are you?" I looked at him.

"I'm almost eleven …" he replied.

I was startled. "Aren't you my cousin? Why is it older than me?! "

"I was born in March of the sixth year of Twilight Zone …" He blinked.

I finally reacted. "You brat, what are you talking about!?" I'm eight months older than you, yes. "

He nodded his head obediently, "Was Big Brother born in the fifth month of Twilight?"

I stood up on my tiptoes and patted his head. "You're pretty fast. You're much smarter than Old Zhao!" With such a complicated algorithm, my follower, Zhao Cheng, would need at least half a minute...

He shyly lowered his head again.

Thus, a tail appeared beside me.

He accompanied me to eat and drink, slept with me, and even went with me to receive the extremely boring education of Jia Fuzi, as well as my father's training in the way of the spear.

Although Ma Dai is a full eight months younger than me, but he clearly has a much stronger foundation than me, and the death of his parents brought a huge blow to him. He doesn't like to hang around with me and spend most of his time strengthening his body.

The immediate result was that his physique soon grew strong — though it was not appropriate to use the term "strong" to describe a child.

Ma Teng was also very meticulous towards this nephew. He came to visit him almost the next day for the first month, which made elder sister and me very jealous. When the coach was shooting, due to Xiao Dai's extra focus on studying, Lao Ma never hid anything and taught me everything he had learned throughout his life. Xiao Dai practiced very hard, so his improvement was much faster than when I was eating and lazily trying to find excuses to rest.

Another consequence of training was that his body not only became stronger, but also started to grow taller.

I felt a faint pressure: I think... He'll soon be taller than me, won't he?

-

Then, he received news that Huangfu Song, who had been unfavorable to the war for a long time, had been removed from his post.

"In autumn and July, the left rider general, Huangfu Song, will be spared."

The emperor had replaced a general he thought was better able to fight.

"In August, with Sikong and Zhang Wen as the riding generals, I beseech Baoyu from the Northern Palace."

I have no way of knowing who Zhang Wen is, but after two months of bitter and fierce battle, the result of victory finally came.

"In November, Zhang Wen broke through the Northern Palace's Bai Yu and Mei Yang. He ordered General Zhou to chase him down, surrounded him, and also sent General Dong Zhuo to beat him to the ground. "Cautious, you won't get away with it."

We only know Dong Zhuo, right, this fellow grew up in Liang Zhou when he was young, and he has a good relationship with a part of Qiang people. I don't know if he really couldn't beat Qiang people this time, or just showed goodwill on purpose, but he didn't succeed.

But at least he had won.

After that, Zhang Wen won a few battles in a row. Beiming Bi Yu was a dog that had lost his home, so he could only engage in guerrilla warfare with the government.

Bian Zhang and Han Sui had long seized the opportunity to surrender to Zhang Wen along with their horses.

As the two of them were Han, Zhang Wen was forced by the Caulis Notopterygii to betray them. He did not punish them severely and instead allowed them to lead their troops to besiege the Northern Palace's Bo Yu.

Zhang Wen asked the court to post the official list on all sides. Those who were able to apprehend or kill the Northern Palace would be promoted to a third rank while the citizens would be rewarded with good land gold and silver.

There were quite a few men who spontaneously formed an alliance with the imperial army to annihilate the rebel army.

The worrisome Beitang Bo Yu was being forced back again and again, and he had no choice but to flee.

He had been defeated by the Jincheng County, and the Jincheng was already occupied by Han Sui. The Jincheng Eastward was Zhang Wen's team, and the one south of the Jincheng County was the home of Dong Zhuo.

Therefore, he could only flee northwards.

North of Jincheng was wuwei County.

The wuwei is our territory.

Good timing!

I was eager to try my luck, ready to intercept Beiming Baiyu and raise my name a little. Err, seeing that I am not famous this time, I will give this title to dad.

My father rejected my great idea. "No."

"The Northern Palace's Bo Yu is a traitor and has been repeatedly defeated. He is already a dog that has lost his family. Why not kill him?"

It was all thanks to Longxi Qiang people's help that I barely found a way out. If your grandfather knew that I killed Bei Yu from the Northern Palace, he would definitely be furious. "

"Did the Northern Palace's family save Grandpa?"

"Of course it can't be such a coincidence. However, the majority of the people in the Northern Palace's Berserker's Territory are Qiang people. Your grandfather wouldn't allow me to kill them."

"We can only kill the Northern Palace's Bo Yu, we can't kill Qiang people." I insisted.

"..." "No way." The old man did not flinch.

"Father, you really won't kill him?" I used Xiao Dai as an excuse, "Have you forgotten who killed your uncle's family? Isn't there a need to take revenge? "

A thick tendon protruded from Ma Teng's neck. He seemed to be enduring something. You can't kill him. " His dad was very stubborn at times, probably because when he was killed by Cao Cao, he was also a little retarded.

"Then why don't you entertain him?" I had to change my breath.

"Treat him?" His father couldn't help but be startled.

I sighed and clapped my hands. "Since you are unwilling to kill him, let me, the son of the Ma family, serve you."

Father was stunned for a moment before he shook his head and laughed.

He must have thought his son was a real joke.

"I will send him out of wuwei. You follow me." He left a message and went to pack his things.

I touched my chin and gave a silent laugh.

Baoyu of the Northern Palace, your father wants me to give it to you, but your young master wants your dog life.

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Wait!

I returned back to reality from my sneer: my marksmanship didn't seem to have improved at all. Although my opponent was a defeated soldier who fled in panic, and didn't have many troops by his side, he was, after all, an old man from the northwest. He must be a strong man with a big waist, and his muscles were definitely not what I could compare to.

No, no.

Speaking of which, a fence with three piles, a good man with three helpers, I'd better get a few helpers. We can fight together, so I won't be too nervous.

After high school, I didn't participate in any form of organized brawling or other group activities. The only time was when Gao Di hid two steel pipes in the dormitory, or when someone forced it on me, saying that it would only increase the momentum when the time came. When did I ever do that? I felt like there were dozens of tons of TNT under the bed and almost shivered out. Luckily, my enemies were the first to cower, and my two steel pipes were also taken by the organization.

I counted on my fingers and found that Pang De was the only one who could fight with me: among the young people I know, he is usually too young. The oldest in our circle is the Pang Family's son, Pang Rou, but can he go to war? If he can, then I'll be able to unify the country with one foot. Next is his little brother, Pang De, who is only thirteen years old. Although his height is about 1.7 meters, he is still young, barely half of his combat power. Then there's Big Sis Marvin, a little girl almost 12 years old. Me, I'm almost nine, and this... I'm used to working hard. My best skill is to ride a horse and shoot birds, rabbits, fawn and other pitiful animals. Ma Dai, you're just nine years old and your marksmanship is just a tad better than mine. Ma Xiu, almost eight years old, just began learning the spear two days ago; Ma Tie, six and a half years old...

These are the names of my trusted aides.

We are all minors, what can we do!

Dad has other subordinates besides Pang Yi, of course I have other subordinates, but they are very different. Either the sons of 50 or 60 people are not of the same generation as me, or the younger ones can just make me call them uncle, and their children are only 5 or 6 years old.

Or was it because they were all minors? What were they trying to do?