Chapter 672 Coincidence

The outbreak of the Yellow Turban Rebellion was inevitable, and its development speed far exceeded Amber's imagination.

Zhang Jiao's uprising in Julu was like dropping a spark in the dry firewood, instantly setting off a raging flame that ignited the dead tree of Han Dynasty, which was already rotten at the roots.

Coupled with the court's untimely response, after the initial stage, it was no longer a problem that could be solved easily.

Most of these people are refugees who cannot survive due to the disaster, and there are also some squires and rangers who have been kidnapped.

Anyway, whether you like it or not, if you want to survive in front of a group of hungry people, you have to either fight your way out or join in wearing a yellow scarf. There is no third way.

Amber is now encountering such a situation.

Since he hadn't taken a shower or groomed himself for a long time, his hair was a mess and his clothes were torn in many places. He looked worse than a beggar.

But if you look carefully, you will find that he does not have any unpleasant smell, but has a light fragrance.

However, the ant thieves wearing yellow scarves obviously don't care about this.

"are you hungry?"

This is a Yellow Turban team that has just left the town and is preparing to go to the next location. The person speaking at the moment should be the leader of the team. He is about 20 years old and has a very thin body, but gives people a strong feeling.

Amber didn't say anything when he heard this. In fact, he had just roasted a rabbit, and the oil on his mouth hadn't even dried yet.

"Are you hungry?"

The Yellow Turban team took out a pancake from their arms and threw it over, "After you eat it, come with us. What's behind you?"

"A knife passed down from home."

Amber caught the dough, whose original color could no longer be seen. It felt like a stone in her hand.

"You can also use a knife? Not bad."

The Yellow Turban Team laughed, and then took a piece of yellow cloth that was dyed very unevenly from the hand of the person next to them, "Take it with you."

Amber tilted her head and looked at him without making any move.

But he was thinking about Zhang Jiao.

Continue to Bingzhou? Or should I do the Yellow Turbans for a while first?

"You can't survive alone."

The Yellow Turban team was forcefully stuffing the yellow cloth in: "There may be a way to survive if you follow us."

How about giving it a try?

Amber can sense the good and evil of a person very clearly.

If Zhang Jiao is the sun in the sky, then the man in front of him is the firefly in the night. Although the two are completely incomparable, they are both fools who burn themselves to illuminate others.

Taking the ugly yellow cloth around his head, he walked naturally into the team.

The Yellow Turbans smiled and continued to walk at the front.

"Where are we going?"

Amber asked the little man next to her.

But he didn't get a reply. When he turned his head away, he immediately showed a look of astonishment.

It's a female!

"Commander Qu has an order. Let's replenish supplies first, summon more brothers, and then make other plans."

It was the leader of the Yellow Turban team who spoke, and he did not look back, "Our team is all from the same village, and you are an outsider, so you'd better not have any bad intentions, otherwise you will know how sharp my knife is. "

When Amber heard this, he subconsciously looked at his back. The weapon he got from Zhao Dachui was wrapped in a jet black cloth, which was covered with dust, oil, and various unknown colors.

Well, my knife should be pretty sharp too.

"Why don't you speak? What's your name?"

The Yellow Turban team had been waiting for a long time, but when they saw that there was no movement behind them, they couldn't help but frown and turn their heads.

"Amber."

Amber replied softly.

"Well, our village name is Fang. You can just call me Fangtou from now on."

The Yellow Turban Team was continuing: "Why are you alone in this wilderness? Aren't you afraid of being picked up by a big insect?"

"I fled from Anyang County. I killed someone in my hometown and was wanted by the court."

Amber answered truthfully.

As soon as these words came out, several people around him subconsciously moved around, but they soon realized that they were all rebels now. Do they still care about this? Then he stood back up again.

"Why kill?"

Team Fang narrowed his eyes slightly.

If you are not satisfied with the answer later, then there is another way to deal with it.

He had met a great teacher and was deeply affected, so he was willing to lend a helping hand, but if he was a bad guy, he could also use thunderous methods.

"The government killed my brother."

Amber's words seemed to resonate, and many people had looks of indignation on their faces.

"The dog officer deserves to die!"

The square team was regaining its previous expression, but because its back was turned to everyone, no one noticed: "Stay well from now on, I won't miss you."

Amber smiled and said nothing.

After walking like this for nearly half an hour, a group of people passed through the jungle and climbed over the hills, and finally arrived at a small village at the foot of the mountains.

"This is our temporary base. Once the supplies are almost collected, we will send them to Qu Shuai."

The square team walked in first, and then signaled a few people pushing wooden carts to send the sacks into the huts.

Although the Yellow Turbans can eat wherever they go, the local military commanders who guard them are not vegetarians. In addition, the combat power of ordinary people is really limited. If they really want to conquer cities and territories, they still have to rely on those capable guys.

The food and other things we obtained were prepared for them.

Moreover, this village did not know that the square team was a group of people, and then several teams of hundreds of people gathered over.

It was already late, and teams of people were sitting in front of their own fires.

The group Amber was with had the largest number of people, but they were mixed. There were more than a dozen women and children, eight elderly people, and the rest were children in their teens. There were only about twenty young men who could really have a certain fighting power.

In addition, these people were not in good condition, and most of them were injured.

"Eat."

A broken pottery bowl was handed over, filled with a bowl of water, with some vegetable leaves and a small mouthful of corn floating in it.

Amber turned his head and saw the little girl who had been standing next to him looking at him eagerly.

Looking around, the young men had already started eating, and the specific situation was similar to his side.

"Eat."

Amber shook his head. With his current body, he could eat non-stop, or not eat for a long time, and it would not have much impact.

"You have to eat first, this is the rule!"

The little girl was very stubborn and swallowed her saliva at the same time.

At this moment, everyone else also looked over, with scrutiny in their eyes.

"Okay, thank you."

Amber took the bowl and drank it all.

"Weird guy!"

The little girl then went to other places.

After the young men had finished eating, the boys came next, and finally the women and children.

Although they were not full or drunk, chatting was an indispensable part after eating. After all, it was just dark and everyone was not sleepy.

The topic they talked about was also very interesting. They were all guessing what Zhang Jue looked like.