People are in the fairyland, card bugs become a saint of the road

It is impossible for Wang Rong to be unprepared for the Yellow Turban Army to enter the city.

A piece of paper sent by a flying pigeon has already summoned Wang Bin.

really.

As soon as Wang Rong finished speaking, there was the sound of horseshoes outside.

Wang Bin's army has arrived.

Seeing this scene, Yang Han couldn't help feeling that the people around the emperor were all really good people.

Seeing that the overall situation was settled, Wang Rong pulled the woman behind and said to Yang Han, "Xie'er, today you are crowned emperor, and you don't have any presents for your mother. This is your distant cousin, you two should get to know each other."

The avatars are all there now, and no woman has ever been touched.

There is only one maid of the aunt's generation in the courtyard.

As a mother, Wang Rong saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart.

Now that Yang Han is proclaiming himself emperor, it's time to help him solve this problem.

"Distant cousin?"

Yang Han was confused.

He has hardly seen this woman since she was brought by Wang Rong.

I thought it was Wang Rong's little sister, but I didn't expect to be of the same generation as him.

"Your cousin's name is Wang Chan'er. Chan'er, come and say hello to Xie'er."

Wang Rong was very happy and pulled the veiled woman.

Wang Chaner?

Yang Han heard the name.

Surprised.

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Chapter 38 Immortal Immortal, Intercepted and Killed by Mortals?

It always feels familiar, but I can't put it into words.

Forget it, isn't she the cousin, if you know her, you will know her.

Yang Han greeted Wang Chan'er generously, and Wang Chan'er bowed gracefully, but didn't say anything.

high cold.

This made Wang Rong slightly embarrassed.

Fortunately, Yang Han changed the subject and said, "Since uncle is here, let's go meet him."

Wang Rong immediately grabbed him and said: "There is no reason for His Majesty to welcome the courtiers. Xie'er stands still and waits for your uncle to come in."

As the saying goes, etiquette cannot be discarded.

After ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor, Yang Han is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and he must abide by due etiquette.

Yang Han raised his forehead, it's nothing, but he didn't refute it.

So, he stood there with Wang Chan'er, waiting for Wang Bin to come in.

The gate of the palace opened.

Wang Bin rushed in holding his helmet.

Seeing that the whole family was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Wang Rong wink, Wang Bin understood, straightened his armor, came up and knelt down to salute: "See Your Majesty, long live my emperor, long live, long live."

Yang Han stood upright, and with a movement of his divine sense, he was helped up.

Feeling this terrifying power, Wang Bin was overjoyed.

At this moment, it is justifiable to have an emperor.

The emperor's strength is not weak.

Why don't things come to pass?

Yang Han looked at Wang Bin, who was beaming with joy, and issued his first edict: "All the officials of the great Han Dynasty should come to see him within ten days. If not, they will be punished as traitors."

That's the benefit of having royal blood.

If it were someone else, even in this troubled world, even if they had the strength against the sky, it would be unfair to their name, and few people would be willing to support it.

The orthodox royal family is different.

On the surface, it holds righteousness.

Anyone can support without psychological barriers.

Wang Bin listened.

How domineering!

It's really my nephew.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

He responded loudly, trembling with excitement.

Yang Han issued a second edict: "Wang Bin is the general, lead the army to crusade against Dong thief, and set off immediately."

There is nothing wrong with the first edict, and it is easy to implement.

But this second edict...

Wang Bin was full of question marks, and even thought he heard it wrong.

Seeing Yang Han's serious look, he carefully glanced at his sister.

Wang Rong nodded calmly.

Only then did Wang Bin half-believe and say: "I obey, Your Majesty."

"Okay, let's get ready, the army will move out immediately, the sooner the better."

Yang Han waved his hand.

The world is facing a huge crisis, and there is no time to wait.

It would be easy to take down Dong Zhuo.

One thought of flying over can kill you.

The most difficult thing is to rectify the troubled times and unite the hearts of the people.

This stuff can't be solved with violence.

Even if the Immortal Emperor came, it would be useless.

Come a little bit.

Initiating a campaign against Dong is the best way.

While marching, while promoting, while stabilizing the hearts of the people.

When the big man rises again, all the people can return to their hearts.

At that time, we can resort to means to resist this crisis.

Whatever the crisis, that approach will definitely work.

After Wang Bin left, he didn't dare to bully the king. He sent people to spread the news of Liu Xie's accession to the throne, and at the same time sent people to inform the vassal kings to meet him.

After finishing all this, he hurried back to allocate food and grass.

By noon, the army could finally move out.

An army of 10 people is extremely large.

However, Yang Han did not intend to take all of them away, but sent these soldiers to various places to crusade against the Yellow Turban Army who were making trouble everywhere.

He himself led a thousand cavalry and several carriages forward.

Regarding this, Wang Bin was puzzled and said: "Your Majesty, with such a small number of people, how can we fight against Dong Thief's million-strong army?"

About this question.

Yang Han pointed to the big mountain in the distance and said, "How much manpower will it take to level that mountain within a year?"

Wang Bin didn't know why, but he still said seriously: "With an army of one million, it can be flattened within a year."

Yang Han's mind moved.

boom!

The whole mountain vanished.

He patted the stunned Wang Bin and said, "I only need one thought to flatten this mountain."

Wang Bin still couldn't recover.

He has seen the strong.

Just like the Lu Bu who descended from the demon god.

He has also seen immortals.

Just like the elders of the Liyang Sect who occupied a city in the distance.

But neither Lu Bu nor the elders of the Liyang Sect can flatten a mountain with a single thought.

My nephew...

Not only strong, but ridiculously strong.

Wang Bin finally realized that his own structure was too small.

The nephew needs his army, not to work hard, but to promote the nephew.

At this moment, Wang Bin seemed to realize something.

The army set off towards the imperial capital.

The royal family members rode in a carriage.

Yang Han was in the same car as Wang Rong and Wang Chan'er.

As they walked, Wang Chan'er, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "The method you just used was illusion, right?"

"..."

Yang Han was speechless.

What is this nonsense?

But I didn't bother to defend myself, so I said, "Yes, it's okay, right?"

Wang Chan'er nodded: "It's very realistic, there is no flaw at all."

It's not that she doesn't want to believe in Yang Han's strength.

But Wang Chan'er is very familiar with the world of cultivating immortals.

She had never seen a powerful being who could turn a mountain into nothing with a single thought.

At least, there must be a burst of spiritual power fluctuations.

Someone like Yang Han who quietly wiped out the mountain.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is only one possibility.

That is illusion.

However, Wang Chan'er couldn't figure it out, Yang Han was clearly only a 12-weight exerciser.

How did you activate the illusion?

If you want to activate the illusion, you must at least have real energy.

That is the foundation period.