Chapter 277 Jiangnan is good, red clothes are best
In Yangzhou City, after the Yellow Turbans passed by.

Xu Chunlin rode a horse in a parade through the streets, with one person in front and the Northern Liang cavalry following closely behind him. Their spears and halberds were like a forest, just like an iron wall of a city, advancing layer by layer.

The originally quiet and peaceful long street was now a bloody and terrifying place. Blood was pouring out, dyeing the ground bright red. The blood gathered into streams and flowed slowly along the bluestone paved street.

The flag of the Yangzhou defenders was now soaked in blood and turned blood red.

Broken limbs can be seen everywhere in the pavilions, street corners, and stalls on the sides of the alleys. Countless figures dressed in luxurious clothes died with their eyes open and their faces distorted.

Looking closely, there was not a single intact body on the entire street. It was extremely tragic, but there were very few people wearing coarse linen clothes.

"Don't seal the sword for three days!"

"All the nobles in the house have fallen into the mire!"

Xu Chunlin rode the horse, letting the horse's hooves trample on the corpses. Xu Chunlin looked at the corpses with hideous faces with cold eyes and chuckled.

"This huge Yangzhou City has finally been cleaned up!"

"Pass on my military order to take over Yangzhou. The Beiliang Iron Cavalry must not harm ordinary people. Anyone who dares to take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos will be killed!"

"Here!!!"

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In this life, because of Xu Chunlin's intervention, although the eldest sister Xu Zhihu married into the Lu family, she did not suffer any bullying.

Xu Chunlin was opposed to this marriage at first, but he could not stand his father's decision, so he had to give his eldest sister a lot of maids and guards.

After his eldest sister got married, Xu Xiao had dark circles under his eyes for three consecutive months. Of course, this was not done by Xu Chunlin, as his mother, Concubine Wu Su, was still alive, so naturally someone taught him a lesson.

When Yangzhou City was broken, Lu Baijie wanted to take his elder sister Xu Zhihu away to Tai'an City, but was stopped by the maid arranged by Xu Chunlin, who escorted Xu Zhihu to the Beiliang camp.

Therefore, Xu Zhihu was in the Beiliang army at this time. After Xu Chunlin cured his illness, he smiled and told his elder sister that there would be a surprise soon.

Now Longhu Mountain is under the control of Xu Chunlin, and the eldest sister Xu Zhihu's illness has been cured after taking a modified elixir of immortality.

I'm afraid we won't be able to see the scene where Hong Xixiang comes down the mountain and slashes the dragon and tiger with his sword and the golden lotus of luck.

At this time, in Wudang Mountain.

The sea of ​​clouds surged and gathered outside the seventy-two peaks. Wang Zhonglou raised his head and looked at the immortal sword that had not been unsheathed for five hundred years.

This ancient sword, which had been silent for half a thousand years since Lu Zu ascended to heaven, suddenly vibrated like a dragon. The sea of ​​clouds on the 72 peaks boiled, and finally it was like 72 white dragons swimming towards the main peak, and hundreds of yellow cranes soared and circled.

As for why Wang Zhonglou, who should have died, did not die, it was naturally the work of Xu Chunlin. As the Great Emperor Zhenwu, he had to choose a suitable Taizhu, right?

The pilgrims who were offering sacrifices to the Great Emperor Zhenwu today also looked up almost at the same time to see this strange sight. Someone shouted, "The Great Emperor Zhenwu has appeared!" Thousands of terrified pilgrims knelt on the ground.

Wang Zhonglou saw with his own eyes the ancient sword and its scabbard flying out of Taixu Palace. He followed it and rushed towards Xiaolianhua Peak along the water bridge hanging between the two peaks.

Hong Xixiang, who was reading a book, suddenly had an idea and asked for another fortune. He leaned against the turtle tablet and stared at the copper coin on the ground. He muttered to himself in disbelief: "Today's fortune says it's a good time to go to the south of the Yangtze River."

The ancient sword of the immortal flew around Hong Xixiang, as if meeting an old friend again, full of joy and excitement.

The young uncle-master riding the cow turned a deaf ear to him, looking dazed. He counted with his fingers for a long time before he let out a breath, smiled at Wang Chonglou, slowly stood up and bowed.

Then he reached out and touched the ancient sword that was suspended in the air. With a touch of his finger, the three-foot green peak became clear as water and the scabbard separated.

Hong Xixiang looked towards the south, shook his head and sighed, "It seems that it will not be used anymore!"

Who would have thought that the ancient immortal sword would hum as if it were possessed by a spirit, as if venting its grievances.

Hong Xixiang smiled, tapped the sword to comfort it, then sheathed it again and put it on his back. Hong Xixiang, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, dusted himself off, rode on a huge yellow crane, and looked towards the south of the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan is beautiful, and red clothes are the best.

"Xu Zhihu, I'm here to see you!"

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After the Battle of Yangzhou.

The Yellow Turban Army marched northward.

Entering Yuzhou, passing Songzhou, and stepping into Xiongzhou, the troops headed straight for Tai'an City in the capital!

After receiving a letter from his son Xu Chunlin, Beiliang King Xu Xiao personally took to the battlefield, leading the remaining cavalry from the three states of Beiliang. He cooperated with the troops of Kunzhou and captured the three states of Hezhou, Jizhou and Zhenzhou.

The central troops under Xu Chunlin's command seemed to be taking advantage of the Yellow Turban Army by chasing after them, and they captured Yuzhou and Songzhou in succession.

He just fell far behind and had no intention of entering Xiongzhou.

Two years ago, there was a severe drought in Xiongzhou and no grass grew.

Later, Xu Chunlin led the dragon vein into Beiliang, which made the situation even worse. The Yellow Turban Army would have collapsed along the way if it had not been for the yellow sorghum food provided by Zhonghuang Taiyi Taoist.

The Yellow Turban Army at the bottom didn't know why their troops were getting smaller and smaller. Whenever they captured a city, the Northern Liang Cavalry would come to take advantage.

However, due to their fanatical belief in Zhonghuang Taiyi Taoist, most people ignore this issue.

They only knew that next they would break through Tai'an City, completely break the backbone of the great dragon Li Yang, capture the inactive king who had made them displaced, and then torture him like they did those vassal kings.

At this time, in the Yellow Turban Army’s tent.

Zhonghuang Taiyi Taoist looked at the huge and crude map with a look of delight on his face.

He and Zhenwu Daojun have excellent cooperation. The next step is to capture Tai'an and recover the remaining states, which will be a piece of cake, even without any effort.

Liyang is about to be destroyed, and Beimang is also on the verge of collapse.

This world, this human world, is already in his hands.

"It's been a long time since we last met. It's been a long time since we last met!"

At this time, a figure appeared in the big tent. It was the True Martial Taoist Xu Chunlin. He had his hands clasped in his wide sleeves, and there was joy in his eyes.

Zhonghuang Taiyi Daojun looked at Xu Chunlin and said with a smile: "Now that you are here, are you interested in conquering Tai'an City with me?"

Xu Chunlin shook his head and spread his hands, saying, "You are a Yellow Turban rebel, and I am a Fengtian pacifier. One is a rebel, and the other is an orthodox soldier of the imperial court. Is it appropriate for us to be mixed together?"

"Haha, do you really think you are a loyal subject?"

"This drama has been going on for such a long time, why don't you show up in the end?" Zhonghuang Taiyi Taoist bewitched Xu Chunlin.

Xu Chunlin looked amused and said firmly: "The reason why the masterminds are called masterminds is because they never appear in front of the stage."

"In the next battle, Tai'an and the Yellow Turbans must be destroyed. Both sides must be defeated, so that I can reap the benefits!"

"Understandable?"

(End of this chapter)