Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Yu Jin shook his head: "No, the general is the head of the three armies. It is not suitable for him to commit danger."

Liu Ye laughed and patted Yu Jin's shoulder: "Wen said, but if you want to rely on a mere 2,000 people to resist the 60,000 crowd, how can it be done without risk?"

Going against the sky often fails to follow the rules. In the late period of the Three Kingdoms, the population declined. The Kingdom of Shu had only 900,000 people, and the Kingdom of Wei had more than two million. Therefore, despite Zhuge Liang's hard work and steady combat, he could only fall to Wuzhangyuan. If you use Wei Yan "Ziwugu Qimou" put together a fight, maybe it can be done.

Xu Zang stepped forward quickly and whispered: "Brother, everyone is waiting for your command."

Liu Ye nodded and turned on his horse. There were three hundred cavalry behind him. No one made a sound in the dark, but everyone was full of energy, and Liu Ye couldn't help but smile.

"I have three hundred rides, can I take the first thief?"

After that, Liu Ye laughed, his legs clamped his horse belly, and one person and one horse galloped out. The three hundred cavalry behind them followed without a word, as if a huge black shadow swept out towards the yellow scarf thief. The company camp rushed away.

After all, Xu He has some skills, so he arranged patrolmen in the camp. He was shocked when he saw hundreds of riders coming from Mercedes-Benz. He was just about to shout. Liu Ye had already opened his bow and set an arrow and shot an arrow in his throat. It fell softly.

With Chang Li in hand, Liu Ye shouted, "Kill the thief!"

boom! The three hundred iron knights were involved in the Yellow Turban thief’s company like a hurricane. The sound of horseshoes trampling the ground rumblingly. Many yellow turbans in their sleep were awakened. Before they had time to put on their clothes and pick up their weapons, they just walked out. The head of the camp gate was cut off by the roaring cavalry.

Although there are tens of thousands of people in Linzi City, the governor Gong Jingtu has a reputation but he did not dare to go out of the city. Therefore, the yellow turban thief who besieged but did not attack has long slackened. How can I imagine that someone would dare to rob the camp tonight, so every bit? I was unprepared, and I faintly died before I could react. There was a question before I died, who killed me?

The Yellow Turban thief collapsed for a while, and no one could see anyone in the night, so that many people accidentally injured the same robe, but after all, not all of the Yellow Turban thief were incompetent. Several of the yellow turban handsome men woke up from their dreams and wore a knife. camp.

"Asshole, which thief is it?"

The furious Yellow Turban Xiaoshuai rushed forward, facing the sharp-edged Liu Ye.

Humph, Liu Ye didn’t bother to speak, he turned the bar upside down, slapped him hard, and screamed, he threw it out with a scream. He used 80% of his strength to give the spine of the hapless little handsome yellow turban. It broke.

He quickly solved several Yellow Turban thieves who were in the way. Three hundred cavalry had already killed a company and went straight to the thieves' army, but here Liu Ye encountered unprecedented resistance.

As the bandit leader, Xu He naturally arranged the years of gangsters who had been burning, killing and looting with him a long time ago. These people heard the sound of fighting in the distance, and they were awakened from their sleep one by one. They were dressed and dressed. Out.

The bandits and robbers had come out in the middle of the night to cut their paths, and they were no strangers to night battles, so they quickly formed combat power, as if the same wall blocked Liu Ye.

Thousands of yellow turban elite soldiers flocked out. Although they were riding in opposite directions, they were still very brave. Several people surrounded a cavalry. The Licheng cavalry, who had not been damaged by the previous horse company, was hit hard.

Liu Ye was furious: "Retreat, don't get entangled with these people!" Horses are very precious. There are a total of three hundred cavalrymen in Licheng. It is a pity that they are all buried here. Under Liu Ye's order, the cavalry began to retreat, but there are still dozens of them. Cavaliers were surrounded by thousands of yellow turban elite soldiers, unable to get out.

"Brother wants to abandon me and wait?"

The dozens of horses surrounded by the Yellow Turban thief shouted, Liu Ye heard this, turned his horse's head and killed him without saying a word, and the cavalry behind him followed.

"Licheng Liu Yuqing is here, who dares to stop me?"

Liu Ye opened his eyes and furious. He swung a long rod in his hand like a windmill, like a spinning windmill. Under Liu Ye's great strength, the yellow turban thief he encountered flew directly. Although Liu Ye only had one man and one horse. , But wherever he went, no one could stop Liu Ye.

Liu Ye opened the way in front, and the iron cavalry behind him plunged into the Yellow Turban thief like a sharp cone, and suddenly opened a huge gap. After seeing dozens of cavalry, Liu Ye waved his hand and said, "Come with you, withdraw!"

Although the Yellow Turban thieves who besieged the cavalry were excellent soldiers, they were shocked by Liu Ye's bravery. For a while, Liu Ye and others were allowed to retreat. No one dared to step forward to stop them. Three hundred cavalry came and went like wind, and soon disappeared. Without a trace.

The Yellow Turban thief camp was in great chaos, shouting killings from all sides, the fire in the company camp was so bright, it was noticed by the soldiers guarding Linzi City, and they hurriedly sent people to ask the Assassin Gong Shijun.

Although Gong Jing was awakened in the middle of the night, he still maintained his celebrity demeanor, dressed in a brocade robe, ascended to the city head surrounded by guards, staring at it, frowning.

"Why is the Yellow Turban thief chaotic at night? Is it possible..."

Just when Gong Jing was puzzled, he saw hundreds of riders rushing out of the Yellow Turban thief camp, flying towards Linzi City under the cover of night.

The guards of Linzi City hurriedly enforced the martial law, one by one they opened bows and arrows, and several large shields covered Gong Shijun, ready to go.

At this time, hundreds of riders had already rushed to Linzi City like the wind, and the leader was drunk: "Is the Ambassador of Gong, is Liu Yuqing in Licheng, please come out and answer."

Gong Jing was overjoyed, pushed away the shield beside him, and lay his hands on the head of the city: "Liu Yuqing, the chaos in the Yellow Turban camp is what you did?"

Liu Ye said loudly: "Also, the Yellow Turban thief did not know that I was coming. A certain three hundred strong men attacked the thief camp at night, and there were more than a thousand soldiers and horses still outside the city. Please Gong Shijun please feel at ease. Someone has ordered someone to build a military village and Linzi Cheng. With the horns, I won’t enter the city tonight, so I’ll go."

Without waiting for Gong Jing to recover, Liu Ye whistled, and San Baiqi escaped into the night again, disappearing without a trace for a while.

Gong Jingchang sighed: "A certain provincial governor cannot protect the land and the people for the court. Instead, he has to rely on a team to save me, shame me."

After all, Gong Jing said to Zhou Zhao next to him: "Zhong Jun, I don't want to have this character in Jinan. Why didn't you find out soon?" Hearing Gong Jing's words seemed to have a reproach, Zhou Zhao was immediately very angry, but he didn't dare She had an awkward smile at her immediate boss and endured it.

But Zhou Zhao gritted his teeth with hatred towards Liu Ye, why? He Zhou Zhao didn't dare to fight against the Yellow Turban thief. This Liu Ye defeated the Yellow Turban thief. Then how would he be Zhou Zhao?