NOVEL NEXT Chapter 3
Zhang Fu slept very comfortably, and did not wake up until the sun was high the next day.
When Zhang Fu pushed the door open to wash up, he saw two burly men with yellow scarves on their heads standing outside his door.
The one on the left held a silver spear, and the one on the right held a long-handled knife. The one on the left was Yang Zaixing, and the one on the right was Fu Cunshen.
When Yang Zaixing and Fu Cunshen saw Zhang Fu coming out, they immediately saluted.
"Yang Zaixing and Fu Cunshen greet the Holy Son. We are the guards arranged by General Ren Gong to protect the Holy Son!"
"Haha, no need to be so polite!" Zhang Fu directly helped the two up.
This help was not a big deal, but it shocked Yang Zaixing and Fu Cunshen. The Holy Son seemed to be a little strong.
The help just now was completely based on his own strength. This was also Zhang Fu's small show that he was definitely not a weak person.
"Today, you two will go with me to see my father!" Zhang Fu said, and then went to wash up.
After washing up, he put on a Taoist robe and took Yang Zaixing and Fu Cunshen to find his father Zhang Jiao. As for the Taoist robe, it was bought by Zhang Jiao during the Taiping Dao period.
Whenever he went out, Zhang Fu would wear this Taoist robe.
As soon as he entered Zhang Jiao's yard, he smelled a strong smell of medicine.
Zhang Fu sighed. His father's illness seemed to be getting worse. He had to deal with Huangfu Song as soon as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome.
"Meet the Holy Son!" The Yellow Turban Army standing in the yard saluted in unison.
Zhang Fu silently used the Heroic Spirit System to look at their attributes. Most of them had a force value between 10-15 points, but he really found a third-rate general.
[Ding, scanning completed!
Pei Yuanshao
Military Strength: 71
Commander: 25
Intelligence: 28
Politics: 12
Magic Weapon: None
Magic Horse: None]
"This is the unlucky guy who stole Zhao Yun's warhorse and was killed by Zhao Yun!"
Zhang Fu remembered this name as soon as he saw it. This guy is really unlucky. You can rob anyone else, but you have to rob Zhao Yun. It's really unlucky.
"Well, these two people are my personal guards. They will be responsible for standing guard at the door!"
After Zhang Fu finished speaking, he pushed the door open and went in. The smell of medicine in the room was even stronger, which made Zhang Fu frown.
Yang Zaixing and Fu Cunshen were like mountains, standing outside the door motionless. They were big and strong, and they really looked like mountains.
Pei Yuanshao even compared with them manually. He was at least two heads shorter than these two people.
In the house.
"Father!" Zhang Fu sat directly beside the bed, looking at Zhang Jiao at the moment, his expression was listless, his face was gray, and he looked so thin that his bones could be seen, he looked completely skinny.
"Fu'er is here, I don't have much time left, so I want to give you two things, one is the Taiping Yaoshu under the pillow."
"This Taiping Yaoshu is the foundation of the establishment of the Taiping Dao. What Dad learned is the content of Taiping Yaoshu. Of course, Dad is too stupid and didn't learn the essence."
"Now I hand it to you, I hope you can study hard, and if you have the opportunity in the future, you can revive the Taiping Dao, but you must not rebel without preparation like him!"
Zhang Jiao's voice was very soft, but Zhang Fu could hear it clearly, so Zhang Fu took out Taiping Yaoshu with tears in his eyes.
【Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Taiping Yaoshu. The system will automatically learn it for the host. Learning...]
Zhang Fu ignored the system's reminder and continued to look at his father Zhang Jiao. Taiping Yaoshu was the first thing, and he didn't know what the second thing would be.
"You must study hard. This book can improve you a lot, but don't rush it, otherwise it will damage your life!"
"The second thing is the token in the box on the bookshelf. This is the token that can command the Yellow Turban Warriors. As long as you hold this token, you can command the most powerful Yellow Turban Warriors in the Yellow Turban Army!"
"There are a total of one thousand Yellow Turban Warriors, all of whom are trained using the methods in Taiping Yaoshu. Everyone can fight ten with one, and if they go crazy, they can fight a hundred with one!"
"Now the Yellow Turban Warriors and Taiping Yaoshu are in your hands. If there is a chance, use the Yellow Turban Warriors to cover you to escape from Guangzong City."
After Zhang Jiao finished speaking, he closed his eyes directly, and a tear slid across the corner of his eyes, which was just seen by Zhang Fu.
"Don't worry, father. I know what to do!" Zhang Fu said, and then he opened the box and took out the Yellow Turban Warrior's order.card.
"Pei Yuanshao knows where the Yellow Turban Warrior is. You can ask him to take you there. Remember to escape if you have a chance!" Zhang Jue said again.
This time Zhang Jue's voice was a little louder, almost using all his strength.
"Father, please stop talking. Just rest and recuperate. I really know what to do!"
Zhang Fu turned around and left after saying this. He was really afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would be persuaded by his father. Now it was impossible for anyone to refuse.
After Zhang Fu left, Zhang Jue also smiled rarely, with tears in his eyes. Except for Zhang Jue, no one knew whether it was tears of happiness or tears of reluctance.
Zhang Fu directly called Pei Yuanshao and showed the token to Pei Yuanshao. Pei Yuanshao immediately understood and walked in front to lead the way.
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"No, the Yellow Turban Warriors are in here, there is such a huge secret room in this mansion!"
Zhang Fu was shocked. The size of the secret room below is almost equal to half of the mansion. It is definitely not a problem to accommodate one or two thousand people.
Moreover, there are all kinds of weapons in this secret room. Although they are very ordinary swords and guns, they are what my father spent a lot of money on.
"Son, these people are the Yellow Turban Warriors!" Pei Yuanshao gathered them together.
Zhang Fu saw that the Yellow Turban Warriors were all very tall. The shortest seemed to be more than 1.8 meters, and the tallest was about 1.9 meters, but a little shorter than Yang Zaixing, but about the same as Fu Cunshen.
This is an elite soldier. It is an understatement to say that they can fight ten people on the battlefield.
Zhang Fu also opened the heroic spirit system and looked at the attributes of the Yellow Turban Warriors. The lowest force was 40 points, and the highest force reached 50 points.
According to the system's calculation method for ordinary people, those with 40-50 points of force can be called special troops.
And those with 10-30 points of force are ordinary soldiers, among which ordinary cavalry generally have higher force values.
Those with 30-40 points of force are called elite soldiers, that is, elite soldiers.
However, the strongest are still special troops, such as Feixiong Army, Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry, Baima Yicong, Huangjin Lishi, Baili Soldiers, Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, etc.
Elite soldiers include Bingzhou Cavalry, Xiliang Iron Cavalry, Qingzhou Army, etc., not to mention ordinary soldiers, all soldiers in the army are.
"My name is Zhang Fu, I am the Holy Son of the Yellow Turban Army and Taiping Dao, and you will be under my command from now on!" Zhang Fu said while holding the token.
"Meet the Holy Son!" A thousand Yellow Turban Lishi saluted in unison, and the movements were basically neat, and Zhang Fu was very satisfied with it.
It's just that their expressions have not changed at all, just like dead soldiers. But this is understandable. The training method recorded in Taiping Yaoshu may have trained them to be like this.
"Son, I still have to go back to take care of the Great Sage Master, so I'll leave first!" Pei Yuanshao turned around and left after saying this. He was not a member of the Yellow Turban Warriors, so it was impossible for him to stay any longer.