Changyi is a small county on the edge of the Ji River. It is located at the junction of Yanzhou and Qingzhou, with a population of about 10,000.

Don’t underestimate this small county town, but it has a very important strategic position.

To the southeast is Shanyang, the Dajun of Qingzhou; to the northwest, it is Dongjun, the important place in Yanzhou. The road leading from the northeast to Shanyang and Dongjun gathers in Changyi. If you don’t walk here, you have to walk west around the Yellow River and move east around Mount Tai.

To be precise, Changyi is a fortress.

However, since Emperor Guangwu, Changyi's strategic role has become smaller and smaller, and it has gradually been abandoned. And it is located in the delta where the Ji River and Sui River converge, with a fertile land, which is very suitable for farming, and the population gradually increases.

However, the eunuchs were in power and the party struggled in the court.

In addition to years of disasters, more and more corvee labor, heavier taxes, and the population has also been lost, gradually decreasing.

This is an important temple in Taiping Road.

According to the information provided by Tang Zhou, at least 800 elite Yellow Turban Strongmen were stationed here to cooperate with the Qingzhou uprising. There were 6,000 Taiping scholars in Changyi, and it was difficult to deal with the fierce folk customs of Qingzhou. The person stationed in Changyi was Lei Gong, one of Zhangjiao's eight disciples. It is said that he was good at using a large iron spear of 40 kilograms and had the courage to resist ten thousand men. Among the eight disciples, this person was known as the first brave and the first killing.

Dong Qi smiled after listening to this person's information.

Before he could speak, Dian Wei yelled first, "Tang Zhou, don't be able to gain other people's might and destroy their own aura... Lord, Dian Wei is not talented, and there is no need for troops, one person and one horse is enough. I wish to take the head of the Thunder Lord's neck to see the lord."

"Brother Dian, don't worry!"

Dong Qi smiled and said, "I believe Tang Zhou has the same idea as you. If you want to attract Taipingdao's attention, Changyi is the first choice."

After pondering for a moment, he said again: "My mere Lei Gong must not be the opponent of Brother Dian. What I am worried about is the eight hundred Yellow Turban Strongmen."

Huang Shao smiled coldly, "Lord, that Thunder Lord is a brave but not a resourceful person, and it is not worth mentioning. The eight hundred Yellow Turban strong men, Shao has a plan that can make it disappear in a moment. However, if the plan is completed, it will be difficult for Brother Dian and Lord."

"Oh, I hope to hear it carefully."

Huang Shao took out a cowhide map from his arms. It was a map given to Dong Qi by Liu Wang, and he unexpectedly used it.

"Just this, this, this..."

Tang Zhou screamed, "I know this place. If it can be successful, then the eight hundred Yellow Turban heroes will not survive!"

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The next day, Dian Wei and Dong Qi took ten cavalry straight to the Taiping Taoist Temple in Changyi.

This day was the day when the Fushui River in Taiping Temple was spread out. Many devout Taiping Church invited them to gather in the temple.

From afar, some believers saw more than ten riders galloping towards them.

The horse was extremely fast, and the knight on the horse was lying on the back and couldn't see clearly what he looked like.

"Come..."

The guardian Taiping just shouted two words when the other party's horse rushed to him.

A cold light passed by, and then a clanging sword was released. The horse-slaying sounded like a sharp sword. The horse-slaying sword suddenly grew, and the cold light came out with the long body. The sharp horse-slashing sword cut off the guard's head. Before his death, the guard was still wondering: How could this man stand up immediately?

The elephant dragon rushed into the temple. Dong Qi held a twenty-pound horse-slashing sword in his hands, and the sword was used as a hammer. When he rushed in, he slashed fiercely. The blade tore open the body of the Taiping scholar, and blood kept splashing. The broken arms appeared in the air, and heads flew around one by one. The headless corpse fell to the ground, and blood surged from his neck.

Dong Qi took the lead, Dian Wei and ten trolls formed a cone formation

One of the most basic changes in the magic trick is just right for the trolls and Dian Wei who have not received special training. These twelve people rushed over and seemed to cut through waves in the crowd. Wherever they passed, there were casualties and screams echoed over the dojo.

Because he was attacked in a hurry, no one even expected that someone would attack the dojo.

The Yellow Turban Lishin and Thunder King were not here, and most of the people who came here were ordinary unarmed believers. Although there were dozens of guards, they could withstand the fight between Dong Qi and others. Some smart people immediately went to inform them when they saw that the situation was wrong.

Thousands of believers were chased and beaten by these dozen people and fled everywhere.

Dong Qi reached out and grabbed a pine oil torch and shouted sternly: "Dian Wei, destroy the altar for me!"

The altar in the temple was made of hard wood. Dian Wei agreed and rushed over. The 80-pound halberd of halberds with the sound of whimpering wind on both hands, slashing fiercely on the pillar supporting the altar. One, two, three... The pillar that was about to be held by one person was cut off by Dian Wei in a few seconds. He turned around the altar, and a total of twelve pillars were cut off. The pillar in the middle could not support the heavy altar. With a loud bang, the huge altar fell to the ground and turned into a ruin.

Dong Qi threw the torch in his hand into the ruins of the altar, and the other ten trolls also threw the torch in his hand.

After a while, the altar was swallowed by the blazing flames.

Dong Qi whistled, and the twelve cavalry broke out into a bloody path and escaped quickly towards the distance.

The temple was surrounded by fire, and more than 200 dead bodies fell into pools of blood, and was soon swallowed by flames. The sky was filled with a stinking smell of human flesh, which did not dissipate for a long time. The believers were first afraid, and then panicked.

After taking Dong Qi and others away, the panic of thousands of believers passed by was replaced by anger.

Someone dared to cause trouble in the temple? If the great wise and good teacher knew, he would be very angry. He would definitely send the heavenly soldiers and generals to chase and kill those monsters. Yes, they are indeed monsters... Look at the two leaders, they look similar to monsters!

Lei Gong, who was drinking with people in Changyi City, received news.

This Thunder God, as his name is, was born with a violent temper. He heard that the temple was destroyed, and he was furious. He kicked the wine case over and stood up and screamed strangely. He grabbed the collar of the informant's clothes and roared, "Who dares to cause trouble?"

"Two ugly ghosts, and ten people!"

Hey, why does this sound so familiar? By the way, a few days ago, the eldest brother sent someone to deliver a letter to ask him to help find some people. Isn’t the one who takes the lead the lead? One of them seems to be called Dian Wei... Yes, it is Dian Wei! The number of people is also correct, twelve people... It seems that the younger brother Zhang Zhangba is also looking for these people.

Lei Gong respects his senior brother Li Damu very much.

It can be said that besides his parents and three teachers, the person Lei Gong respects the most is Li Damu.

Without saying a word, he snatched the big iron spear from his personal hand and rushed out of the restaurant. He turned over and shouted sternly: "Call the Yellow Turban Strongman immediately and follow me to kill the demon!"

That’s right, the great wise and good teachers call themselves immortal disciples, so the monsters they believers are naturally monsters!

The Yellow Turban Strongmen were indeed well-trained and soon gathered outside Changyi City... Nowadays, Changyi is basically the leader of Taipingdao. These Yellow Turban Strongmen usually hold the title of officers and soldiers, but are loyal to Taipingdao. As for the officials of Changyi County, most of them were absorbed by Taipingdao and became believers under Zhang Jiao.

Thunder King is in Changyi, so it can be said that it is a piece of sky.

Who can control him? After the eight hundred Yellow Turban Warriors gathered, Lei Gong led his men to the dojo.

But it's still late!

The temple had been swallowed up by the fire, and there were crowds of excited believers everywhere. Lei Gong's eyes were red! His mentor gave the temple to him, but unexpectedly he was burned by someone. If he didn't catch those people, how to explain to the teacher? How to explain to the believers.

Dong Qi's move was equivalent to forcing the Thunder Lord into a dead end.

After asking clearly the direction of Dong Qi and others' evacuation, Lei Gong led his men to chase him.

After about one stick of incense, I saw a group of people walking slowly in front of me. There were two ugly guys inside, talking and laughing while walking. The number of people, characteristics, and the goal of Thunder God were exactly in line with the goal.

"Lord, it seems to be chasing me!"

Dong Qi looked back and shouted in panic: "No, those Taiping demons are chasing us, run away!"

As he spoke, he urged the horse to run.

The others were also very panicked and ran away with Dong Qi.

This made Lei Gong's belief even stronger: it was just a group of clowns who jumped, and I don't know why the elder brother let them go?

"Chasing me!"

Lei Gong shouted fiercely and urged the horse to go quickly.

There were only about 200 cavalrymen with eight hundred yellow turbans. The others had to run wildly before they could follow the team.

However, two legs are not as good as four legs!

Gradually, the distance between the infantry and the cavalry became larger and larger. When Lei Gong led the cavalry to turn around a river beside the front, the infantry completely lost contact with the chief general.

After the river beside, there was a forest. It was already mid-winter, and the leaves fell out, leaving only bare branches shaking in the wind. After leaving the woods, about three miles away, the terrain suddenly became complicated, and a horizontal ditch nearly ten feet wide was blocking the front.

This place is called Duantougou. According to legend, during the reign of Emperor Wu of the Western Han Dynasty, it was once a place to deal with death row prisoners, and many people lost their heads here.

It is nothing wrong to say that this is a ditch.

But the bridge connecting the ditch is gone. If you want to pass, you can only walk through the ten-foot-dead ditch covered with snow.

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Content introduction: Zhang Yu, who was born in an orphanage, unexpectedly traveled to another world after countless unemployment.

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In order to maintain this family, he had to face the roar of the dragon, look at the wail of the dead, smile at the sharp claws of the orcs, and contempt the iron hooves of humans!

Zhang Yu is a selfish person. When treating his own people, he is as warm as spring; when treating his enemies, he is as cold as cold as winter!
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