When people looked at the Three Kingdoms, they saw an era overflowing with heroes. Few noticed the piles of bones beneath those so-called heroes. Of course, only an outsider looking at the bigger picture could see all that. Those living in that era, constrained by the times, naturally would not notice it. Even Zhuge Kongming, despite his brilliant calculations, was no exception.
"It is indeed an opportunity. But kid, why should I trust you?" If Zhang Jiao could change the fate of the Yellow Turban Army, he would certainly be willing to do so. Just as the King Arthur had been willing to participate in the Holy Grail War to change Britain's fate. She later gave up because she understood that changing Britain's fate was impossible, and because she came to understand the feelings of the Knights of the Round Table.
The same was true for Zhang Jiao. He could not possibly hand over The Way of Peace just because someone suddenly appeared, claimed to be from another world, and asked for it. He was not an idiot.
Zhang Jiao had launched the Yellow Turban Rebellion even though he knew it would fail. Naturally, he was no fool. He was a man known as the Great Teacher.
Although the Yellow Turban Rebellion ultimately failed, it had to be acknowledged as the final straw that crushed the Great Han. From then on, the era of warlords vying for supremacy began. Without the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Great Han might have struggled on for a few more years.
Revolution was not hosting a dinner party, writing an essay, painting a picture, or embroidering flowers. It required bloodshed and sacrifice. Anyone who wanted to achieve the fruits of revolution without sacrifice was nothing but a joke. That was not revolution, but reform. Most