Even as Zhang Jiao's Lackey, I Demand the Han Dynasty's Death

I will lead an army assembled from the people of this land and win a realm that belongs to the people. I transmigrated to the Han dynasty and happened to become a lowly gate guard under Zhang Jiao. At this point, the three Zhang brothers are still hesitating over whether to rebel. Fight! The Han emperor is a dog who treats the people like livestock! He must be overthrown! Eunuchs hold power and persecute loyal officials! They must be overthrown! The powerful rule and oppress the people! They must be overthrown! Disaster follows disaster, and the people can barely survive! They must be overthrown! A road of bones stretches for ten miles; for a hundred miles, not a wisp of cooking smoke rises! If we don't fight, we'll be the ones who die! Comrades, we must stand up! This realm belongs to its people, not to the Liu family! Zhang Jiao: "You've got quite a grudge. But you're right, so let's fight!"