"Come on, we're late, we've started a long time ago."

A few young men wearing native clothes and tied with wooden sticks to pull Wang Xiao and ran to the street where people were coming and going.

This is a temple fair, and people from all over the countryside come here to attend the rally with various agricultural products.

For the villagers in all villages, this is a rare and lively day.

When going to markets in the countryside, most people barter from goods, and few people take out big money to trade.

Several of Wang Xiao's companions were surprised by everything, and looked left and right to touch it. Especially when they saw those young girls carrying chickens and picking up vegetables, their eyes were even more lit and saliva was dripping.

This is all impossible because of the concept of favoring boys over girls. In Chinese history, except for a small number of men who have decreased a lot due to war, there have always been more men and fewer women. Difficulties in marrying wives are not something that can only happen in the modern world.

Wang Xiao was not interested in going to the market, and did not respond at all to the eyes of the young xifu who was greedy for his strong body and kept looking at him.

He looked around casually, and found a clever companion who looked at him and whispered, "Which year is it now?"

"What year?" The companions who came here thought for a while, then shook their heads, "I don't know."

Wang Xiao smiled helplessly.

These villagers who have never had the chance to leave their hometown in their entire lives, and they don’t know a word about it, are normal not to know the year.

"Then we always know where we are here."

"Oh, we are Changshan County, Zhending County. Did you go to the river to catch fish yesterday and choke on the water and choke on the water?"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. It was really Zhao Zilong, Shijiazhuang.

He was still a little unwilling to give up, "Have you heard of any big things happening outside recently?"

My companions finally took their eyes back from several native chickens with flapping their wings, and thought for a while and said, "A few years ago, the county posted a notice saying that it was to recruit rebels to fight the Yellow Turban thieves."

Wang Xiao's eyes lit up, "How many years ago?"

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was seven years in light and was calmed down in less than a year. It is indeed very important to determine the time period.

The companion's head turned with a big girl not far away, "I don't remember."

Wang Xiao changed his question and said, "You have just mentioned a few official dynasties."

“It seems there are three or four.”

Wang Xiao smiled and said that it was almost the same as in 187 or 188 AD.

Zhao Yun first appeared in history in 191 AD, and took the Yisong soldiers from Changshan County to join Gongsun Zan.

Now that I have been in advance a few years, there will be more room for operation.

It is very difficult to save the man.

At the very least, you have to pacify the heroes from all over the world.

If you appear too late, there will be few places to operate.

"Zilong, look." The companion pulled Wang Xiao's arm and swayed happily, "That's the second girl from the Liuzhuangtou family in the next village. She is looking at me."

A young girl looked at Wang Xiao with a shy face, and ran away with a blushing face after a moment.

After looking at the young young man around him who was trembling with excitement, Wang Xiao finally decided not to tell him the cruel truth of this world.

It was not until afternoon that a group of hungry young men unwilling to embark on the road back.

Along the way, everyone was excited to tell each other how beautiful the girl of whom was, and who even looked at me.

Wang Xiao listened with a tolerant attitude towards these young men who were in a young and erectile dysfunction.

He didn't speak on the way because he was afraid that he could not help but tell his glorious record, and would be tied to the pillars and burned by these young men.

Under the surprise guidance of others, Wang Xiao returned to his home.

In other words, it is Zhao Zilong's home.

Wang Xiao was still quite worried because he didn't know which version of the Three Kingdoms here was.

He was not sure whether it was official history, legend, joke, nonsense, nonsense, or terrifying fairy tale. He was really worried that as soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Zuo Ci, who was fairy-like, say to him, "Disciple, you are back."

The home is an ordinary adobe house. There are several pieces of land in front of the door, and some vegetables are planted.

He pushed the door open and walked into the room, and two spiritual signs were enshrined on the table facing the door.

One said that his father Zhao Liangfu was named An.

One said that the teacher Tong Xiongfu was written on it, and the teacher was named Yuan.

"It's not really the world of a certain god." Wang Xiao thought for a long time and finally concluded that the world of the Three Kingdoms was a bit strange.

There are bows and arrow pouches hanging on the walls, and a spear is placed on the shelf next to it. The two are the kitchen and the bedroom.

After a careful search, it was not considered a vain. At least he found more than 100 Wuzhu coins.

"No matter what, let's leave the village first."

If you want to save the big man, you will definitely not be able to do it alone. If you want to form your own power, you must go to a big city.

The next morning, Wang Xiao, who had a good sleep, got up and washed up, and then burned incense on the spiritual sign on the table.

Then he began to clean up cloth, grain and other items in the house.

These are starting funds, no matter how much they are, they are better than not.

Then, he heard the noise of gongs ringing outside.

When I went out to the village, I saw the county servants beating gongs and drums on the threshing ground, shouting, "Now there are Yellow Turban bandits Guo Tai and others who have started a crime in Baibo Valley, Hexi. They are conquering Taiyuan, Hedong and other counties. The magistrate is ordered by the county magistrate to recruit brave and powerful troops. Those who are willing to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, please go to the county to register."

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was the fuse for the demise of the Han Dynasty. It was this chaos that opened the Three Kingdoms era and dug up the deep pits that filled the Han Dynasty.

Although the chaos that swept the world in Guanghe seven years has long been calmed down, the Yellow Turban Remnants in various places are still numerous.

Wang Xiao came to read the information before and knew very clearly that the offensive launched by Guo Tai and others was the recurrence of the Yellow Turban Remnants in the fifth year of Zhongping.

Although he still failed to succeed this time, Emperor Ling of Han forced the governor to be a governor and delegated the military and political power, thus giving all the heroes the opportunity to rise together.

Next year will be the day when Dong Zhuo enters Luoyang City.

"Guo Tai's uprising was in February. The news came here, at most one or two months. Time is tight."

Although Changshan County is still a little far away from Taiyuan, Hedong and other counties, the problem is that the Black Mountain Army, commander of Zhang Yan, who is a Changshan native, is moving nearby.

Moreover, there are many bandits and Yellow Turban Remnants in the counties north of the Yellow River, with 20,000 or 30,000 or 6,000 or 7,000 or 7,000 or 7,000 or 10,000 or 10,000 or 10,000 or 10,000 or 10,000 or 10,000 or 10,000

Now that the Baibo thief has raised his troops, God knows whether Zhang Yan and others will send troops to respond.

The local yamen, who were afraid of being killed by the Yellow Turbans a few years ago, thought of the first thing that came to mind was to recruit soldiers to deal with it immediately. Especially after the garrison soldiers were transferred to guard against Zhang Yan, this was even more so.

When the officer left and the people in the village were talking a lot, Wang Xiao stepped into the threshing ground and raised his legs and jumped onto the stone mill.

"Everyone!"

Wang Xiao raised his hand and attracted everyone's attention. "The Yellow Turban bandits are rising again. This is a great time for us to protect the country and the people. If you don't want to farm in the village all your life, and don't want to be blackmailed and robbed by the bandits all day long, then follow me to apply for recruitment in the county! Use our hands to win a marquis immediately!"

Zhao An once served as an officer in the official army, and Tong Yuan was a well-known master of guns and rods in the north.

Therefore, Wang Xiao has a very famous reputation in the village and even in nearby villages. He is like a leader of the younger generation.

At this time, the Chinese martial spirit of the Chinese spirit has not been abolished, and the young people are passionate and impulsive, yearning for the age of the outside world.

Wang Xiao raised his arms and shouted, and many young people responded loudly on the spot.

Wang Xiao assigned some people to the surrounding villages to gather people in his name, while on the other hand, he collected materials and made preparations for delivery.

The reason why he did this is very simple.

If Wang Xiao goes to the county town alone, even if he shows extraordinary martial arts skills, he can at most be able to become a leader, a sergeant or something.

But if he brought dozens or hundreds of people over there, the treatment would definitely be completely different. Maybe he could be a clerk, which is the highest position under the officer.

The starting point of departure is different, so the subsequent results are naturally different.

The development of the situation is better than Wang Xiao imagined. In other words, young people in this era all have the desire to become a marquis immediately.

In this village alone, more than 30 people were willing to follow Wang Xiao to apply for the recruitment.

By the next day, more than a hundred people came from several nearby villages.

They are all young people who are willing to follow Wang Xiao’s name after hearing it.

During the Han Dynasty, we couldn't help but have swords and weapons, and the young people who came were carrying weapons, bows and arrows. A small number of people even had armor and shields.

Wang Xiao immediately postponed the departure time.

First, the young people were asked to recommend the squad and then spent two days to carry out the most basic team and training.

He definitely couldn't practice anything in two days. Wang Xiao spent his time in line up, just looking to look energetic and extraordinary.

Until the third day, Wang Xiao spent all the more than 100 Wuzhu coins and cloth and grain at home. He bought some wine and meat to entertain the young people who were willing to follow him.

"Brother Zilong is heroic!"

"We are willing to die for Brother Zilong!"

After eating and drinking, more than a hundred people carried weapons and walked towards the county town.

Before we arrived at the county town, Wang Xiao started to complete the team.
To be continued...