Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The back of the people was pressed by the Yellow Turban thief with the tip of a knife. They could only lower their heads and walk forward tremblingly. Some legs and feet were inconvenient to walk slowly. The Yellow Turban thief suddenly became impatient and kicked him. The old man fell to the ground, his head battered.

"Get off! The old immortal thing walks so slowly."

Although the people were desolate in their hearts, they were defenseless and did not dare to resist. Some young men helped the old man up and continued to move forward.

"Well, after you leave the city, don't come back, otherwise you will kill one if you see one."

The yellow turban thief smiled and drove away. The people helped the old and the young and fled in all directions. No one dared to go back. The yellow scarf thief who escorted the people laughed and turned his horse's head back to the city.

Some of the people crossed the river south, some went to several other counties to defect to relatives, and a group of dozens of people headed north. They wanted to go to Neihuang County to defect to relatives, but saw the dust in front of them, and an army slowly emerged. In front of me.

"No, run!"

The people just came out of the wolf den and thought they were in the tiger's den again. They were so frightened that they turned around and ran away. However, the group of people had uneven feet, there were old and young, and how could two legs compare to four legs?

I saw a horse running out of the cavalry, with a white feather on its head, and straight to the people. The horse galloped on all four hooves. After a while, it rushed to the people in front of them, and the people dared not move.

However, the knight asked in an easy-going manner, "This old man, I don't know where I want to go, can Jun County be nearby?"

The old man was asked with a gray beard. Although he had never read a book, he was quite knowledgeable when he traveled north and south for many years and recognized that this was not a Yellow Scarf thief.

"Xiao Lao'er and his party were originally from Junxian, but now they want to join relatives in Neihuang County."

The rider was taken aback: "Why did Lao Zhang leave Jun County and go to Neihuang County?"

The old man sighed, his eyes faintly burst into tears: "Don’t hide from the army master, this Jun County doesn’t know what’s going on. There has never been a disaster. Today, many Yellow Turban thieves have entered the city, riding horses and running. Go fast, we were just driven out."

When the knight heard this, his expression was solemn: "What the old man said seriously?"

"The words of the little old man are true."

The knight frowned, turned his horse's head and ran back. After a while, only a general from the official army galloped out, his face majestic, and his straight waist unconsciously filled with a heroic spirit.

This general rushed to the front of a group of people, rolled over and dismounted, clasped his fists in both hands: "I have seen you all, I don't know what exactly is the Yellow Turban thief in the city?"

The old man frowned and shook his head slightly, while a young man beside him looked hesitant to speak.

"If you know, but it's okay, I'm waiting for Master Wang to come here to kill the thieves. If it's Keding Jun County today, you don't need to go to Neihuang County."

Hearing what the Han would say, the young man couldn't help but said: "I know that there seem to be a lot of Yellow Turban thieves in the city, but in fact they are hundreds of people, but they are riding horses, so they are very powerful."

The Han Jiang nodded and turned around and said, "Bring some rations for the people to eat and drink, and I have to trouble the old man to notify the other people to come back."

After that, he waved his hand and whizzed: "Follow me, seize the city and kill the yellow scarf."

The young man hurriedly asked, "I don't know the name of the general?"

The general turned on his horse and turned and smiled.

"Some, Licheng Liu Yuqing!"

After all, the horse galloped and the cloak was flying. Hundreds of riders followed, as if the strong wind swept the Pinggang, and the horse galloped straight down to the town of Jun County.

And then, five hundred infantrymen lined up in a dense array, slowly moving forward like a large square. Several infantrymen laid down food and water for the people, turned and joined the ranks of the army, followed the cavalry, and moved firmly towards the dredging. Toward the county.

The people in the group were both worried and happy. I wonder if this group of officers can defeat the hundreds of Yellow Turban thieves and retake Jun County?

The old Zhang sighed, squatted tremblingly on the ground, picked up the grain on the ground, and sighed.

"My old man lived more than sixty years old. He has always been an officer and army asking for food from the people. This is the first time I have seen an officer and army giving food to the villagers. He is really the king, the king."

The young man who was talking just now looked at the Han army who was going away with envy, and was very excited.

"If you can work for General Liu, this life will be worthwhile."

Seeing the envy of a group of people, the old man suddenly coughed: "Okay, did you not hear what General Liu ordered us just now? Go and go."

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In Jun County, the Yellow Turban thief who had just seized the city was very excited, burning, looting and looting in the city to enjoy the pleasure of taking control of everything.

A large and generous house that was obviously a rich family, there was a groan like weeping, accompanied by the sound of physical collision, followed by a low roar of a man, followed by a low gasp.

Soon after, with a bang, a fierce-looking Yellow Scarf thief kicked open the door and walked out with his waistband.

The yellow scarf thief on the street chuckled, "Wu Lao San, this big lady is very tender, right?"

Lao San Wu smiled and touched the scar on his face: "Don't tell me, this rich lady is different from a country girl, especially when she resists, oops, that's interesting, this is called playing with women. If she doesn't move, isn't it just dry wood?"

The yellow turban thief around heard his vulgar, vulgar words, and burst into laughter. Some people simply walked into the house, intending to enjoy the rich lady who would resist. Wu Laosan had enjoyed it, but did not. tube.

Women, some of the troubled times are that if you finish playing today, you will break the city tomorrow, and you will still have fun.

"Huh!" A cold snort came, and the Yellow Turban thief's laughter stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at the direction of the snort in fear.

I saw that Chu Feiyan was holding two blades and his face was severe, and his eyes seemed to stare people to death.

"A certain order and five applications, not to disturb the people, you wait for the commander's words to be ignored?"

The Yellow Turban thief was afraid of Chu Feiyan's prestige, but a few qualified seniors couldn't help but speak.

"Handsome Feiyan! Everyone followed you from birth to death, without saying a word, but Shuai Feiyan must let the brothers enjoy it, right?"

"That's right, don't you just play with a woman? Zhang Shuai doesn't care, Feiyan is handsome..."

Chu Feiyan became more angry as he listened, and his yellow face turned red, wishing to kill on the spot.

At this moment, an unknown shout suddenly spread into the city.

"Kill...Yellow Turban, take...City."

Chu Feiyan frowned, and firmly grasped the collar of a yellow scarf thief with both hands.

"Is the city gate closed?"

"No...no."

Chu Feiyan was furious and threw him to the ground.

"All on horses, the officers and soldiers are here!"