Collapse, surrender to me!

In the Han Dynasty, in order to increase the domestic population, the rulers lowered the marriage age for women to 13. The first emperor to make this policy was Emperor Renzong of the Han Dynasty, who believed that men could marry at the age of 15 and women at the age of 13.

After Grayshut resurrected her mother, she spent the New Year at home and is now 13 years old.

In this era, it is considered marriageable age.

It's just a bit strange, after all, who has hair and eyes of this color?

And that appearance and temperament.

For a moment the sergeant was speechless.

"Speak slowly."

Zhang Jue smiled kindly and pointed at Grayshu.

"Don't let your imagination run wild. This is... the Immortal Envoy Saint Master. You will see him often in the future."

Graysh's body evolved under the influence of the Imaginary Number Tree and the Sea of ​​Origin, and is indeed very different from that of ordinary people.

Not to mention in ancient times when there were few medical beauty conditions, she looked like a fairy from heaven.

However, what shocked the soldier was not the immortal messenger, but the title of holy master.

Zhang Jue founded the Taiping Dao.

There is a special hierarchy.

The first three from top to bottom are Saint, Sage and Good.

Zhang Jue himself did not dare to call himself a sage teacher, he just used the two words "virtuous and good". This is why the Yellow Turban Army respectfully called him the Great Virtuous and Good Teacher.

Now that Zhang Jue calls Grey Xiu a Saint Master, it is equivalent to saying that the other party is superior to himself.

How could the sergeant not be surprised?

"Could it be that the new Dong Zhuo has caused some trouble?"

Zhang Jue spoke up, breaking the silence.

The stunned sergeant reacted quickly.

"Great and wise teacher, Dong Zhuo has gathered more than 5,000 refugees and is driving them towards our Guangzong city... Should we open the city gates or not?"

"...I'll go to the top of the city and take a look."

Zhang Jue's expression became serious and he rushed to the top of the city wall.

Standing on the city wall, you can see from a distance a large number of refugees being driven over.

Behind him was the imperial army.

The troops stopped outside the range of the archers, but the refugees rushed towards the city gate like crazy.

It would be fine if it was just a small group of refugees, but now there are 5,000 refugees. If we open the door to receive them, it would be like opening a floodgate that we can't close.

How could Dong Zhuo not lead his army to charge over?

"What if, what if Dong Zhuo has a missing brain stem?"

Grayshut curled her lips.

Her impression of Dong Zhuo plummeted.

Although I have heard that forcing civilians to attack cities was a common tactic in ancient wars, it basically only happened in wars between countries.

Now these are all Han people, including Dong Zhuo himself.

It was obvious that these refugees had been hungry for many days, were half-naked, and were somewhat mentally unstable.

In fact, Grayxiu had suggested that she should just slap the imperial army to knock them out. No, she should slap them all the way to the palace, pull Emperor Ling down, and put Zhang Jue on top.

But Zhang Jue refused.

In Zhang Jue's view, immortals will always leave, and he himself will always die. How can a Taoist with no children and no daughters be an emperor?

He himself has never been an emperor and has no experience, so he might lead the country astray.

Even if he had mastered all the magic skills, no one in the court would dare to disobey him, but the emperor's orders would have a different effect when they reached the local level.

He has seen too much of this kind of world.

After all, Zhang Jue felt that he was just an ordinary person. Now, by chance, he was fortunate enough to reach where he is today. So, he decided to prepare to liberate the farmers in Jizhou first.

Based on the achievements of one state, we can think about the future path.

Perhaps at the beginning he just wanted the Mian family to survive, and later he hoped that the court could change its policy, but the court's toughness and inhumanity made him give up his fantasy. But after resisting the court, what will the future be like?

Zhang Jue didn't know either.

No one is born with knowledge.

For the sake of the people of the world, he is willing to lead by example.

However, Zhang Jue was not a pedantic person, and he would not refuse to die with a powerful weapon in his hand.

"When the time comes for the Immortal to help, I will naturally shout to the heavens. I hope the Immortal will not blame me then."

"alright."

Grayshu waved her hands helplessly.

She had told Zhang Jue many times not to call her an immortal or anything like that, but unfortunately Zhang Jue was too stubborn.

Perhaps for the great and virtuous teacher, from the moment they met across the world, the girl was the immortal in his heart.

……

As for the refugees outside the city, Zhang Jue thought about it and prepared to let them in in batches.

It is impossible to release them all at once. Who knows if there are any spies of Dong Zhuo infiltrated.

It is also impossible to open the city gate.

First, the refugees are brought in in batches using rope baskets, and then they are uniformly supervised and checked.

They also lit a fire at the foot of the city, threw some rice down, and sent three or five people to distribute porridge on the spot.

In this way, it is easy to accept more than 500 people every day, and all these refugees will be accepted in ten days.

If Dong Zhuo continued to drive refugees here, Zhang Jue would be very grateful, as it would be a good opportunity to replenish the troops in Guangzong City.

After all, even if there is a lot of food in Guangzong City, it is impossible to survive for a year if they keep defending the city.

You always have to break through.

"wrong."

Zhang Jue suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The person who came up with this plan.

No one would be kind enough to send him soldiers.

In theory, the refugees who came here should be the elderly, the weak, women and children, who would consume the food and grass in his Guangzong City and increase his burden.

This is a normal vicious plan.

The Great and Good Teacher sighed.

In this era, intellectuals were all from aristocratic families. Even if they were called poor families, it was impossible for them to join the Yellow Turban Army.

He met a few scholars on the road. Seeing his kindness, they did not call him a traitor, but praised him as a great and wise teacher.

But as long as he recruits.

Those people wish their parents had given them eight fewer legs so they could run as far as possible.

If he had a counselor, he wouldn't be trapped in Guangzong now.

……

In Dong Zhuo's tent.

"Wenyou, your plan is useless! Zhang Jue didn't open the door and dealt with these refugees."

Dong Zhuo also saw Zhang Jue's actions, and his mind was filled with anxiety.

He even couldn't help but blame Li Ru.

"I told you to sneak some soldiers in. Among these five thousand people, if you sneak in five hundred soldiers, they should be able to cooperate with the outside forces and maybe they can capture the city gate at night!"

Li Ru: “…”

"Zhang Jue is not stupid. He is not going to sneak in among the refugees and charge in."

Li Ru said helplessly, fortunately he had long been accustomed to Dong Zhuo's intelligence.

"If they hang themselves on the city wall one by one like this, they won't be able to sneak in. If they want to sneak in, they can only starve the elite soldiers to the same state as the refugees, otherwise they will be discovered at a glance."

Besides, the soldiers were starving to the point of being skin and bones.

In this state, they are probably no different from weaklings.

Moreover, they were starving refugees and had no way to hide their weapons. Five hundred people sneaked in with bare hands and gave their heads to Zhang Jue.

"Then aren't we sending him soldiers for nothing? There are many young and strong people among these refugees. They can fight as long as they are well fed!"

"Don't worry."

Li Ru's eyes flashed.

"As long as he is willing to accept people, that's enough."

"Then what are we going to do tomorrow?" Dong Zhuo knew that Li Ru was going to make another move and asked quickly.

“Continue to drive out the refugees.”

"Give it away?!"

……

the next day.

Zhang Jue was stunned when he saw the additional 5,000 people.

But since the enemy was giving it to him, there was no reason for him to refuse.

However, what he did not expect this time was that after driving away the refugees, the imperial army did not withdraw, but instead formed two rows of archers.

When more than 9,000 refugees gathered at the foot of the city.

Dong Zhuo shouted.

"put!"

Hundreds of arrows were shot out.

It was certainly unrealistic to hit Guangzong City, but it was more than enough to hit these refugees along a parabola.

Even if the refugees could move, there were not so many arrows, and more than a dozen people still fell to the ground.

"Zhang Jue! Aren't you the Great Sage? Why don't you open the city gates and let these people in?!"

Dong Zhuo laughed.

"I fire five rounds every hour. I wonder how many people will be alive in the city after today?!"

"Dong Zhuo!"

Zhang Jue was furious.

He never expected that the other party could be so poisonous.

At least these farmers are all Han people, how dare Dong Zhuo do that!

"What Han people? If they eat your porridge, they are all Yellow Turban rebels!"

Dong Zhuo never thought of doing this at first.

But Li Ru's words suddenly enlightened him.

He ate Han food and was a Han minister.

These refugees eat the Yellow Turbans' food, so they are naturally rebels.

If Zhang Jue didn't open the door, he would have to watch these refugees being shot to death by the imperial army.

At least the first thousand people who were brought into the city were all the elderly, the weak, women and children. Zhang Jue took them into the city, but watched his family members die outside the city.