I rode and slashed unparalleled in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 60 I can’t help myself
"I didn't see any traces of fighting, Jie Xiu, could it be that he opened the door and surrendered on his own initiative?"

Lu Bu, who had known that Su Yao would be itchy without a fight, had already begun to analyze the situation on the battlefield...

But unfortunately, Lu Bu guessed wrong.

Jiexiu City is not without resistance, but it is simply because Xu Huang is too fast.
"Bah - you are a traitor and a thief. I will never become a thief even to death. Just kill me!"

In the square under the Drum Tower, Magistrate Fang and dozens of Han soldiers and officials were detained together.

Magistrate Fang felt so regretful!
Unexpectedly, just a few days after surviving the Huns' plunder, the Yellow Turban thieves came to kill them again.

Alas, it was only him who blamed himself.

In order to accommodate the rescued people in the past few days, the crisis has been ignored and the control of access control has been relaxed. This gave the thieves chief with a big ax an opportunity.

Who would have thought that the yellow turban thief would disguise himself as a refugee returning home and get into trouble during an inspection by the city gate official.

The leader of the axe-wielding thieves was like a Rakshasa, one man against many, one man guarding the gate, causing a bloody storm in the city gate.

With only a dozen or so people, he occupied the city gate for half an hour, opening and closing the gate for the following Yellow Turban thieves...

"Why should the county magistrate do this? Xu had no choice but to become a thief at first, but now that he thinks about it, no matter where he is, as long as he can do practical things for the people, it will be good."

"You have such a clear conscience. Is this how you do practical things for the people?"

Hearing the county magistrate's words, Xu Huang's face turned red and he looked away.

Passing through the crowd of onlookers in the square, many soldiers wearing yellow scarves were running around excitedly on the streets.

Search the shops, restaurants and private houses facing the street one by one.

They broke down the door and kicked the owner's house to the ground while shouting and trying to identify the identity of these people.

Those who do not understand the current affairs and refuse to respect Huang Tian and hand over their filial piety will happily do it themselves, using the swords in their hands to perform God's will, and on the way, they will bulge their pockets.

"Brother Xu, what nonsense are you talking to this dog official? He doesn't know what's good or bad, so I'll chop him down with a knife."

After saying that, there was a flash of cold light, and Zhao Mazi, who was Xu Huang's personal soldier, slashed directly at the county magistrate's neck.

"Stop, don't kill indiscriminately!"

With a crisp clang sound, Xu Huang held the machete with his axe, blocking this killing move.

Zhao Mazi, who was blocked from taking a blow, snorted coldly, put away his weapon and said bitterly.

"The Han Dynasty is over, the Huang family should be established!

Now that Brother Xu has abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side, how can he be able to lead both ways? Could it be that he is still envious of his official attire? "

Xu Huang remained silent.

Regardless of how affectionate this soldier was, Xu Huang actually knew very well that this was the person sent by Yang Feng to monitor him. After all, it was obviously a fool's errand for him to win the trust of the Baibo Army in less than a month.

The same is true for Yang Feng. Although on the surface he respects Xu Huang very much and appointed him as the former army commander, in fact, he has spies around him. This Zhao Mazi is Yang Feng's true confidant, named Qin The soldiers were actually supervisors, and Xu Huang's important decisions would not have been implemented without Zhao Mazi's nod.

"Brother has done a great job this time. If you ask us brothers to bear with you for the time being, we will accept it.

But this dog official is stubborn and wants to be buried with the Han court, so let's let him do it. "

In front of these fierce-looking Yellow Turban warriors, Xu Huang had to compromise.

He closed his eyes and felt helpless. No matter whether he was an official in the Han court or a general in this yellow turban, he still couldn't help himself.

Do you think that as an official you can do whatever you want?

Xu Huang is no longer so naive.

Whether it's the constraints of his superiors or the will of his subordinates, everything influences his actions.

For now, these fanatical Yellow Turban warriors traveled long distances to this world to attack the city. Where did they come from?
Burning scriptures and destroying Confucian temples is only secondary to following Huang Tian's guidance. What they want more is the accumulation of more than a hundred years in the county treasury, which is the money in the pockets of these people who do not believe in Huang Tian.

Xu Huang risked his life to seize the gate and rob the city to a large extent to reduce the loss of soldiers during the siege, so as to curb their bloody indiscriminate killing.

After all, if there are too many casualties during the siege, the general will not be able to go against the wishes of the soldiers if the crowd is so angry.

But even so, he could not control the looting behavior of these soldiers. He, Xu Huang, is just an outsider living here.

When Zhao Mazi saw that Xu Huang stopped talking, he waved his hand, and several swordsmen and axemen rushed forward. They held down the shoulders of the captured Han soldiers and beheaded them one by one while wailing.

Every time one was killed, the crowd of onlookers burst into exclamations.

Among them were those who clapped their hands and applauded. Most of them were idle Han ruffians who had defected to the Yellow Turban Army as soon as they entered the city. They usually despised the way these Han soldiers interfered with them.

There are also those who feel pain and regret. Most of them are refugees who have inherited the sentiments of the Han soldiers in recent times. They have just been rescued from the Huns and have received constant care from the Han soldiers along the way.

And more people have confusion and numbness on their faces, and they don't care about these various forces that you sing and I come on stage.

They just hope that the chaos will end as soon as possible and survive another year safely, which is their biggest wish.

"Magistrate Dog, since my brother Xu likes you, we will give you one last chance.

As long as you honestly admit your mistake and set a fire in the Confucius Temple with us, then we may see that you are pious and allow you to leave on your own. "

"Pooh!

Confucius said Cheng Ren, Mencius said Qi Yi, the imperial court ordered Fang to defend his territory, but Fang neglected his duty and died! "

After saying this, Magistrate Fang scratched his neck and looked like he was begging to be beheaded.

Xu Huang knew that this was a pedantic scholar who might not have much ability, but he had a stubborn temper, so he advised Zhao Mazi to stop humiliating him and simply send him on his way.

Zhao Mazi curled his lips, not satisfied.

What he likes most is to watch these formerly high-ranking dignitaries kneeling at his feet, wailing and begging for mercy.

It is so wonderful to use strength to make people surrender.

As long as he is under Huang Tian's banner, he can enjoy these things that he never dared to think about before.

However, the county magistrate was so uncooperative that he felt so unhappy that he was beheaded.

Zhao Mazi reached out and grabbed the county magistrate's hair, pulled it back and pressed it hard.

The pedantic old man grabbed the ground with his head and kowtowed so hard that his blood flowed.

"County magistrate!"

This time, many more people exclaimed.

The old man was pedantic, but he was a rare honest official. Many people were grateful for his kindness to the county.

"Zhao Erlang!"

At the same time, Xu Huang also grabbed Zhao Mazi's hand.

"Everyone will be killed for his own sake. Why bother an old man like this?"

"Brother is so benevolent and righteous. Okay, brother, I'll give him a good time."

Zhao Mazi's dagger was pressed against the magistrate's neck, and when he felt the cold breath of death, the shadow of a young man with a white horse flashed in Magistrate Fang's mind.

I heard that that crazy guy killed thousands of barbarians by himself...

Originally, he didn't believe the miraculous stories told by his subordinates at all, but now he inexplicably hopes that everything is true:
"You...will definitely pay the price..."

In response, Zhao Mazi chuckled.

"You old man who doesn't understand current affairs, Heaven is dead, Huang Tian is here to stand, no one like us warriors can match us!"

At this moment, suddenly the drums were beating loudly on the tower, and the messengers rode on their horses and shouted loudly:

"The general is not good!

Someone, someone is coming through! "

(End of this chapter)