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Chapter 69: Uniting the people of the nine states and shaking the royal court of one family
"The traitors are bewitching people."

Liu Hong snorted coldly and said, "This Han is still a Han. It is my Liu family's kingdom. Traitors like you will be infamous for eternity sooner or later."

Zhang Jue said no more.

No matter what Liu Hong did, he could never see that there were millions and millions of common people in this world.

This great Han emperor never thought he was wrong.

The common people have always struggled in the mud, so just accept their rule.

It has been like this for thousands of years.

As for their thoughts?

The emperor is the herder of the people on behalf of the heaven. What do the herders herd? They herd cattle and sheep!
What would a herd of cattle and sheep think? And what do they need to think?
Zhang Jue was unable to convince Liu Hong, as in Liu Hong's eyes, Zhang Jue had always been a traitor.

This is a difference in values.

Liu Hong, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, never thought he had done anything wrong, just as Zhang Jue always knew it.

He was walking on a path that had never been understood before.

On the battlefield, both the Han defenders and the Yellow Turban Army fought bravely with the belief that they would win.

For the defenders of the imperial capital, their king is behind them.

Above their heads is the destiny of the Han Dynasty for four hundred years, and it is the country they are loyal to.

For the Yellow Turban Army, they wanted to overthrow the corrupt Han Dynasty and create an unprecedented ideal country.

They have ideals that they fight for all their lives, and they will not back down.

So an unprecedented fight began.

Zhang Jue held a nine-section staff in his left hand and raised the "Taiping Jing" in his right hand, then rose into the air step by step.

"Unite the common people of the nine states and shake the royal court of one family."

He looked at the golden dragon of the Han Dynasty's national destiny and said with some solemnity, "We will unite the will of all people and cut off the four hundred years of national destiny of the Han Dynasty."

They have many names, such as the common people, farmers, and mud-legged people.

Compared with the world, they are just the bottom of the society struggling in the mud.

Even the rulers called them cattle and sheep, and did not consider them human beings.

But at this moment, the will of millions of people in the Nine Provinces, the will of millions of common people, converged into the knife of public opinion.

The sword of the people's will in the Nine Provinces slashed towards the Han Dynasty's four hundred years of national destiny.

That is the anger of the common people, that is the cry of the masses.

At this moment, countless people looked towards the direction of the imperial capital.

They felt that the final destiny of the Han Dynasty was in turmoil.

"Is the Han Dynasty going to fall? Is the four-hundred-year-old Han Dynasty going to fall?"

Countless loyal and righteous people who were loyal to the Han Dynasty were filled with righteous indignation.

There were also countless ambitious people, looking towards the direction of the imperial capital, their eyes shining with unprecedented light.

That's ambition.

When Qin lost its power, the whole world was chasing after it.

If the Han Dynasty were to perish now, who would control the world in the future?
There is no doubt that these people did not take the Yellow Turban Army led by Zhang Jue seriously.

In their view, no matter what Zhang Jue did, these peasants were just making wedding dresses for them.

The children of aristocratic families have always been like this. They are so arrogant that they never take the common people seriously.

Even if a group of peasants overthrew the Han Dynasty, how could they know how to govern the world?

When Liu Hong saw that Zhang Jue, carrying the will of the people, actually wanted to cut off the Han Dynasty's four hundred years of luck, his face changed.

He pointed the Emperor's Sword in his hand to the sky and roared angrily, "I have inherited the blood of my great ancestor in my bones. I will never be a king who destroys my country. I ask all ancestors to help me."

At this moment, the Emperor's Sword and the Emperor's Jade Seal were reviving, connecting the national destiny of four hundred years and directly calling for the arrival of all the Han ancestors.

Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang; Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che; Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu
The ancestors of the Han Dynasty came into the world at this moment.

Liu Hong stirred up the fate of the Han Dynasty, and aroused the last traces of the Liu emperors, inviting the ancestors to come. "Ancestors, please help me, and protect my Han Dynasty."

The arrival of the Han ancestor was such a shocking scene that even the Yellow Turban Army paused for a moment.

After all, those people who walked out of the golden dragon of national destiny were none other than others.

They are the emperors of the Han Empire.

Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang; Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che; Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu
Which one of these is not a man of great virtue and honor, shining throughout the world?

The emperors of the Han Dynasty appeared. They looked at Liu Hong with disappointment, and then looked at the Yellow Turban Army with helplessness in their hearts.

These emperors are merely the last marks left by the ancestors of the Han Dynasty and they do not have much power anymore.

Even if Liu Hong called them out, they would find it difficult to stop this mighty force.

However, these people are the ancestors of the Han Dynasty after all, and it is impossible for them to sit idly by and watch the Han Dynasty perish.

The emperors of the Han Dynasty rode the golden dragon of the Han Dynasty's destiny and rushed towards Zhang Jue.

The only thing they can do now is to fight for the Han Dynasty one last time.

Even they themselves don’t know the final result.

On the battlefield, Zhang Jiao's Taoist robe fluttered without wind, and he saw everything clearly in an instant.

These Han emperors who descended on the battlefield were not real emperors from previous dynasties.

Rather, it is the last trace of the Han Dynasty's destiny that was manifested over 400 years.

"Everyone, the Han Dynasty is no longer the Han Dynasty of yesterday, and the people of this world are no longer the people of yesterday. I want to let the people of this world know that they don't have to eat only tree bark when they are hungry."

With unprecedented determination, Zhang Jue walked step by step towards the kings of the Han Dynasty and towards the destiny of the Han Dynasty for 400 years.

A low voice came out of his mouth.

"I, Zhang Jiao, gather the people of the nine states and accept the wishes of all living beings. I invite the great Han to die!"

Rumble.

There was a rumbling of real thunder above Luoyang City. It was the anger of all the people, the rage of the common people.

Thunder and fire turned into swords, once again slashing towards the Han Dynasty's 400-year national destiny.

Even the successive monarchs of the Han Dynasty were overwhelmed by the overwhelming public opinion.

The world is the master and you are the guest.

The purpose of any ruler's life is to govern the world.

At this moment, people all over the world made their voices heard and pushed everything down with great force.

Thunder and fire were swords that cut off the last destiny of the Han Dynasty.

The golden dragon of national destiny had already begun to wail under the knife of public opinion.

The emperors of the Han Dynasty forgot.

They have forgotten that it was the people of the world who created the prosperity of the Han Dynasty and made the Han Dynasty powerful.

The kings abandoned their people, and this moment finally brought about the backlash from their people.

The golden dragon of national destiny that had existed for four hundred years wailed and tried to break free at the last moment.

Unfortunately, nothing worked.

The golden dragon of the Han Dynasty's destiny collapsed directly above the city of Luoyang.

Countless people looked in the direction of Luoyang City and were stunned for a long time.

Until the last wail of the golden dragon of the Han Dynasty's four hundred years of national destiny also dissipated.

A voice sounded in the hearts of countless people.

The Han Dynasty is dead!
The four-hundred-year-old Han Dynasty is gone!

Countless people were crying and beating their chests.

The Han Dynasty is dead?

Why did their great man die?
(End of this chapter)