Golden wrestlers are all from one to ten, which is a killing weapon created by Zhang Jiao with a lot of money. It is the most solid foundation for the establishment of the Taiping Dao country.

In my mind, there are all kinds of thoughts. Walking in the wind, the gold-colored clothes are fluttering. Zhang Jiao has a touch of sadness on his body, he is high up, depressed, and has broken away from the mass base.

"Squeak."

The golden nine-section battle creaked in his hands. Zhang Jiao's whole person was not good, the Yellow Turban Uprising swept through Bazhou at once, and all the big and small affairs should fall on his shoulders.

The tremendous pressure crushed Zhang Jiao. Its body grew weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind. At this moment, Zhang Jiao is like a peaceful road.

Prosperity has passed, and decadence has been born. It's like the sunset at this moment, only the afterglow remains.

Zhang Jiao's body was already overwhelmed, and it was swaying in the wind and rain. However, in the entire Yellow Turban, there is no one who can be entrusted with big things.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang can be generals, but not the commander of an army and the king of a country. And Taiping Road, unlike others, is extremely special.

Politics, religion, unity, unity.

This is the first time that this kind of political system has appeared in the Central Plains. Zhang Jiao knew that he wanted to be the next sect leader. Not only for the great achievements, but also for great prestige.

With prestige as the foundation and military exploits as bargaining chips, only in this way can he succeed him and become the next Taiping Taoist leader.

"Hey."

His eyes flashed, and a touch of bitterness flashed in them, and Zhang Jiao felt great remorse in his heart. In order to promote Taiping Road, he ran around and couldn't take care of his family at all.

The child's high fever did not go away, and Zhang Jiao didn't care. Dressed in shabby Taoist robes, he went to preach the Taiping Dao. This time it took half a year.

Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, ten of the **.

When he went home, he was already a person. The beloved son died of illness, and the wife of the chaff committed suicide by hanging herself. There is only a seven-year-old girl left, fostered by Zhang Bao.

Since then, Zhang Jiao has been crazy with hatred, and his heart has also undergone great changes. The ambition to spread the Taiping Road to all parts of Kyushu changed in vain.

Believers are spread all over the world, and their power is greater than that of the emperor. The desire to replace it is getting stronger and stronger.

……

At this moment, in the face of the huge mess, Zhang Jiao was exhausted. His beloved son is dead, and Zhang Ning is a daughter, and all the burdens can only be forced on his shoulders.

"Father."

Just when Zhang Jiao was in a trance for a while, he fell into memories and couldn't extricate himself. A crisp voice sounded in vain. A figure like the wind is rapidly arriving.

"Ning'er."

The girl is eighteen years old, and it is the most golden years of a woman's life. Its skin is white and tender, and it can be broken with the snap of a finger. Curvy and excellently developed.

Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed, and the light in his eyes instantly turned into kindness. Stretched out his hand and stroked Zhang Ning's hair, and after half a sound, he said.

"Ning'er, what's the point of finding a father?"

Zhang Ning's eyes were slightly red, and there was a touch of shame. raised his head and stared at Zhang Jiao, and said, "Father, the child is fine."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed and he shook his head. He only has such a daughter, and he regards her as the pearl of his palm.

In addition, the guilt of not taking care of me when I was young is troubled. He was extremely accommodating to Zhang Ning.

"Father, what about the war?"

Zhang Ning's voice was very soft, so light that it was almost inaudible. However, all this cannot escape the corner of being close at hand. His eyes froze, he glanced at Zhang Ning deeply, and said.

"The army of Changshe Bocai has been broken, and the three-legged momentum has fallen apart. And Lu Zhi outside the city is extremely difficult. The general trend is declining, and there is no power to return to the sky! ”

"What's more, most of the Western Regions are protected, and their reputation is far and wide. This hand fire attack is extremely smooth to play. Cut off the general trend of our army. ”

"The general trend has been leaked, and it must be uncontrollable."

Zhang Ningming's eyes were bright, his red lips were slightly pursed, he pointed to the map, and said: "As soon as the Changshe is broken, the general trend of our army is in the north, and it is a solution to the danger of the Han Dynasty."

"For the sake of today's plan, we should do a divisive plan. Transferred Lu Zhi and broke the Han army outside the city. At the same time, gather the Taiping Daoists in the world and assemble towards the giant deer. ”

"Abandon the south to defend the north. Carry a large army, with the momentum of thunder, and occupy the five states of Qing, Xu, and, Hebei, and You. In the land of Kyushu, I occupy five of them, and it has become the trend of the Ninety-Five. ”

After that, the soldiers and horses were forced, and the soldiers forced the division to go south, and went south to Sanfu, coercing the Han family to cross to the south. Then our army should consolidate its territory and integrate the army. When its orders are strict and the army is mighty. ”

"Send troops, and use the north to unify the south!"

"Sss

Zhang Jiao gasped, his expression a little complicated. At this moment, he hated the sky deeply. Why Zhang Ning was born as a daughter, otherwise, his great cause can be trusted.

Zhang Ning, whether it is the art of war, the battle array, or the political strategy, is far beyond ordinary people. What the world doesn't know is that every step of Zhang Jiao is his plan.

"Goodness is all in your words."

"No."

Arching his hand towards Zhang Jiao, Zhang Ning showed a long-lost smile on his face. In an instant, the ice thawed, and the beauty was incomprehensible.

"Father."

……

"Ning'er, go down and prepare!"

"No."

The father and daughter talked for a while, and Zhang Jiao spoke. Zhang Ning was there, and Zhang Jiao always felt uncomfortable. He could perceive that his daughter was ambitious and not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, Zhang Ning.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao's heart was in chaos, and he really didn't know how to choose. Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, although he is a man, he is not a person who does big things.

Moreover, they are only his brothers, but not his sons. Although the blood relationship is very close, there is a gap between the younger brother and the son.

And Zhang Ning has good political and military talents. But the only thing is that she is a daughter. Once you marry another woman, a good inheritance will be handed over.

"Hey."

With a sigh, Zhang Jiao was a little helpless. He knows himself inside out. Its body has collapsed, and at its current pace, it won't last long.

"Boom."

At this moment, it is necessary to choose a successor. His fingers were swiping, his eyes glinting, and he finally slammed his fist on the table.

In his ruthless voice, he said: "Ning'er, if you want to blame, blame you for being a daughter!"

After a difficult struggle, Zhang Jiao finally made a choice. Zhang Ning was her daughter, and she was excluded by her at the first time.

Although Zhang Jiao is ambitious and knowledgeable. However, it is still under the impact of 400 years of Confucian culture, and the idea of passing on men but not women is deeply rooted.

The world must be Zhang's.

His eyes were sharp, staring at the map, and said, "Second brother, third brother, whoever wins will be whoever wins!"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao was extremely decisive. The winner is king, this iron law is pursued. If the situation changes drastically today, the next sect leader must have great achievements, which is enough to deter the commanders of all departments.

made a decision, Zhang Jiao seemed to have been drained of his spirit, and he suddenly aged a lot. The gray hair on his temples grew long, and he was one step closer to death.