Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"The thief, this is the end."

Liu Ye paused, and his voice shook the lights in the hall slightly. He raised his leg and kicked Wei Zheng's chest. Chang Li pulled out, splashing a stream of blood on the ground, shocking.

"Kill the thief!"

The rangers behind him were inspired by Liu Ye's spirit to kill the thieves, and they rushed up with knives and swords. Wei Zheng's thieves were weak, and they were instantly overwhelmed by the rangers. Within a short while, dozens of them had the upper hand. The thieves were killed or wounded, but the Ranger had only two minor injuries and was stabbed by the thieves.

In the spacious county hall of the past, there were corpses everywhere at this time. In addition to the Licheng officials such as Song and Sun Chang, as well as a bunch of thieves under Wei Zheng's command, Liu Ye leaned down and wiped his **** hands with Wei Zheng’s clothes. The stick also wiped.

"Cut off the heads of these thieves, and you took them to the front of the city in batches, lit a torch to tell the yellow turban thief that the thief had been repelled. I think the yellow turban was just waiting for the chaos in the city. When they reach the first level, they give up and retreat." Liu Ye commanded, and a group of rangers cut off the heads of Wei Zheng and other culprits with a ring knife, and then walked around.

The east city is still fighting fiercely. Wu De doesn’t know what happened to the Yellow Turban thief. The attack on the city at night is like crazy, everyone is not afraid of death, and Brother Liu is not there, it is quite difficult to defend the city, but thanks to yes In the night battle, the defenders were able to barely support it, but some people kept looking back at the fire in the city, and they felt sad.

"The fire in the city seems to be getting smaller?"

Someone whispered, and at this time, footsteps sounded on the stairs at the top of the city, and two rangers rushed up like flying, with a torch in one hand and seven or eight dead heads in the other.

"Yellow Turban thief, Brother Liu is strategizing, Er Deng Nie should have been all killed."

A shout came from far away from the city, Zhou Jun frowned, looked at it from a distance, and was stunned.

There should have been good news about the killing of county magistrate Song He and county lieutenant Sun Chang before. Zhou Jun was already confident, but now suddenly he saw a few heads and he was vacillating.

"Zhou Shuai! That head, I think it is Wei Zheng's head, and there is a scar on his nose." A handsome man who is good at archery and has good eyes exclaimed.

Zhou Jun's face suddenly turned black. Fortunately, it was not obvious at night, so he ordered Mingjin to retreat. As the Yellow Turban Army slowly retreated, most of the officers who defended the city breathed a sigh of relief, while those rangers sent by Liu Ye told them to go to the county office. The "Xianzun" lord would like to ask.

In the county office, the lights were brightly lit, and a pile of headless corpses were thrown outside, while Liu Ye was standing in the lobby, standing with his hands holding hands and not knowing what he was thinking.

But outside the county government came the sound of conversation and relaxed footsteps.

"Haha, what did these Yellow Turban thieves say that they killed Lord Song? Didn't the county lord come to us?"

"That's right, the culprits only know how to blow up the air, Lord County Lord, isn't it good... huh?"

The voice stopped abruptly, because everyone who came in had already seen the magistrate Song He whose corpse had separated.

"Xianzun! This, what is going on?"

"Liu Ye, why did the county honour separate the body? You have to wait for an explanation!"

A group of people suddenly yelled, especially when they saw Liu Ye standing with their hands behind them, they suddenly spit out stars.

Liu Ye slowly turned around, and there were more than a dozen people who entered the county government. Among them, three people were vaguely headed. Most of the others were surrounded by subordinate guards, who were the leaders of the other three sides of the city.

"As you and others have seen, the thief should have an uproar, and took advantage of the emptiness in the city to kill the county chief and the county lieutenant. Fortunately, the thief army has retired." Liu Ye is different from the three. Although there is no one around him, they are dressed. The leather armor and the knives on the waist have a sigh of demeanor.

A person on the left side of the hall sighed and said in a mournful voice: "It is the county lord and the county lieutenant who died today. Will Tian know if it will be my turn to wait tomorrow?" Liu Ye looked up, this man was slightly fat with a face. With a pessimistic look, he is a tutor, called Tan Xing, with the word Jingyue.

The man standing opposite Tan Xing grunted bitterly and glanced at Liu Ye without a trace.

"Huh, the thief is not waiting for my life to attack the city, but it is just for money. If today is in the chaos, the court has long ignored me. As long as we can survive, what about the thief? It is a pity that some people have killed too many thieves and disturbed the internal response. There is no way to wait." The person who spoke was called Wang Zhen, but he was a Han army, and he was of the same rank as Liu Ye.

As soon as this person spoke, a group of people behind him nodded, and they were quite in agreement. It seems that there are many people who want to throw the thief.

Liu Ye was slightly angry. This person was insinuating and insinuating that he had disrupted Zhou Jun’s plan. What's more hateful was that he wanted to cast himself on the Yellow Turban thief. He suddenly showed a fierce look. If this person is alive, sooner or later he will become the second Wei Zheng. Can't keep him.

Although Liu Ye in his previous life studied fist and spear, after all, the law was strict in the civilized era, so at most he missed and killed a person during the contest, but now he faces the dilemma of the Yellow Turban siege as soon as he crosses. With hundreds of lives in his hand, at this glance, almost a murderous aura was released.

"Huh! After the Yellow Turban thief broke the city, he murdered and set on fire. I wait for Jieliang's family, can I wander around with the Yellow Turban thief?" Liu Ye shouted sharply. Wang Zhen, who was oppressed by his fierce gaze, immediately did not dare to speak.

"Ahem, what Liu Yuqing said is reasonable. I definitely can't follow the thief, otherwise, will it tarnish the innocent family and humiliate our ancestors?" And the last of the three is to support Liu Ye, this person is a military marquee in the city. Called Li Da, with a smile on his face, as if humans and animals are harmless.

Liu Ye frowned slightly: "I don't know what Li Junhou has any ideas?"

Li Da twisted the eight-character Hu on his lips with his fingers: "Fang Jin Song County magistrate and Sun County Lieutenant died for the country, but the Yellow Turban thieves will not retreat for a long time. If I do not recommend a leader, how can I protect the elders of Licheng? What?"

Liu Ye nodded, his expression unchanged: "That's right, is there any good candidate for Brother Li?"

Li Da opened his shoulders and smiled faintly: "Fang Junhou (the former military man who died in the Yellow Turban siege) has passed away. Today, Li Da has the highest rank in the army. Although Li is not greedy for power, he is just right for this. In times of crisis, so I recommended myself, I don’t know what you think?"

Tan Xing frowned, but Wang Zhen was the first to jump out: "Li Junhou is the first to take his place. He has served as a military commander for many years, enough to serve as a defensive task.

Li Da smiled and nodded, looking at Liu Ye.

"Hehe, Li Junhou is afraid that he forgot to ask someone." Liu Ye smiled strangely, touching the hilt of the knife without a trace.