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Changshan and Julu are separated by a hundred miles, and Zhao Yi can almost lead his troops to march without looking at the map, and the homeless people who can be seen everywhere have connected these hundred miles into a line.

Looking up, the road was like a yellow silk winding away, and there was not even a trace of green in a radius of more than ten miles on both sides of the road. The barren grass and trees were all plucked by the hungry homeless, and not even the dry and hard bark was left.

The sun scorched the earth, Zhao Yi took a sip of water, and waved his hand to let his soldiers rest with some food. Not far from Zhao Yi and the others, there were a few homeless people with yellow faces and thin muscles, sitting on the ground to rest.

The woman took out a few dehydrated roots from her tattered clothes, swallowed her saliva, and placed them in her son's hand. The young man who should have been vigorous is now sallow, and only the two rolling eyes are left with a little aura.

stared at the steamed bun in Zhao Yi's hand, chewing on the roots. Zhao Yi picked up a few steamed buns and walked over, and the fish-scale-like armor on his body made a crisp sound.

Seeing Zhao Yi coming, these homeless people took a few steps back, not knowing what this heroic general wanted to do. Zhao Yi went over and touched the young man's yellow hair, and handed the steamed bun to the mother and son, "Eat." ”

The young man devoured it, and three or two bites of a steamed bun were eaten by the mother and son. Staring at the rest of the steamed buns in Zhao Yi's hand, Zhao Yi handed the steamed buns to the mother and son, and told the two of them not to eat any more. If you are hungry for many days, remember not to eat too much, otherwise you will die of hunger.

I asked them about their hometowns.

The two of them also came out of Guangzong, and they heard that the Youzhou Yellow Turban Army in the north had been pacified, and they planned to go there.

Zhao Yi asked about the situation of Guangzong of these two people.

The mother and son did not know how to describe the war situation, and only said one word, "chaos".

Dian Wei greeted Zhao Yi: "My lord, the time has come." ”

Zhao Yi nodded, glanced at the mother and son, led the army to continue to advance, and when he walked for a while and looked back, he found that the mother and son were kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Zhao Yi.

"Your kindness is commendable, but at this time it is a troubled time, how can your adult save these millions of civilians with the strength of one person." Dian Wei persuaded Zhao Yi that it is not okay to be indecisive and have a long love for children.

"Do you want to watch these people starve to death?" Zhao Yi sighed, he really couldn't do it.

Yang Yu greeted Zhao Yi: "Look, my lord." ”

Zhao Yi turned his head and saw that several homeless people were snatching the steamed buns of the mother and son, and knocked the mother and son who were holding the steamed buns to the ground. I picked up the steamed bun and took a big bite of it.

Zhao Yi frowned and patted his horse over, and Dian Wei led dozens of soldiers to follow closely behind Zhao Yi.

A few homeless people who snatched steamed buns saw Zhao Yi and others coming over, and ran into the distance in a panic, but how could they be the opponents of the cavalry led by Dian Wei, and they were blocked by Dian Wei and others and driven over after running out.

Zhao Yi looked at the mother and son who fell to the ground, and the two of them were out of breath. Dian Weilema stopped: "My lord, what are you going to do with these untouchables?" ”

Seeing that the soldiers had drawn their quick knives, the homeless people were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, saying that they only wanted to grab food and had no intention of killing. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." Zhao Yi muttered, "I hurt them." Zhao Yi wanted to help the mother and son, but he didn't expect that the steamed buns given to him would become their life-saving talisman.

Zhao Yi ordered people to bury the bodies, but did not dispose of the few homeless people, and waved Dian Wei to let them go.

"I see." Zhao Yi nodded, at this time, the situation was turbulent, he gave steamed buns, and even divided the land in Fanyang County so that the people could live and work in peace and contentment, this was just a small kindness. It is a great good to use what you have learned to make this turbulent situation stabilize quickly, so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment, and everyone can have something to eat.

Beckoning the soldiers to continue to advance, and finally arrived at the city of Julu County at dusk, the county guard personally came out to greet Zhao Yi, but did not welcome Zhao Yi and others into the city.

The county guard smiled bitterly: "Our county is less than a hundred miles away from Guangzong, and the streets in the city are now full of refugees, please understand." ”

Zhao Yi was able to understand the situation of the county guard, and ordered the army to rest outside the city for a night, and bypass Julu County tomorrow to go to Guangzong.

"It seems that Bo Lai is also a good official who loves the people like a son, and if some adults lead the team, I am afraid that he will order the soldiers to drive the displaced people out of the city." The county guard praised Zhao Yi.

To detour Julu County, Zhao Yi and the others had to walk for at least three more hours. "The county keeper has an overreputation, and the lord accepts the homeless people to give the people a place to live, which is much better than the Bolai."

The county guard sighed, listened to the bustling voice in the city, and shook his head slightly: "I only hate myself for being shallow in learning, and I can't settle the country in literature, and I can't set the country in martial arts." I can only help the people do these things. ”

Zhao Yi looked at the county guard appreciatively and asked how is the situation of Guangzong now? The situation of Lu Zhi's battle with Zhang Jiao. 【愛↑去△小↓說△網 Qu 】

"Guangzong County is now in chaos, General Lu and Zhang Jiao have been fighting for more than ten days, and they have killed 30,000 enemies." Julu County Shou told Zhao Yi what he knew. "But the 30,000 elite soldiers led by Zhang Jiao have not moved, and Bo can start with Zhang Jiao's 30,000 elite soldiers."

It is said that the 30,000 elite soldiers were formed by Zhang Jiao who selected the elite of his 36 party army, and their combat effectiveness was extremely strong. It is also the spiritual pillar of the Yellow Turban Army. If this elite army can be eliminated, it will be easy to destroy the remaining 120,000 horses.

"What the county keeper said is very true." This county guard is just as he thought.

The county guard picked out Guangzong's situation and told Zhao Yi: "There may be some remnants of yellow turbans on the way, so be careful." ”

Zhao Yi nodded, set up camp outside the city, and prepared to fight Guangzong's Lu Zhi tomorrow. At night, there was no sound in the barracks except for the sound of the patrol soldiers walking.

In the early morning, the army continued to advance towards Guangzong, and the Julu County Guard was right, there were indeed remnants of the Yellow Turban among those people, but to these hundreds of displaced people, they were like a drop in the ocean.

These Yellow Turbans seemed to be tired of war, and instead of weapons in their hands, they did not dodge when they saw the officers and soldiers. After walking for more than 30 miles, Zhao Yi captured more than 100 Yellow Turban soldiers, and asked what was the so-called matter of these people fleeing to the mainland?

The answer of these people was very simple, they were scattered by the imperial army, and they were also afraid, and they wanted to go to Youzhou to live a peaceful life.

Dian Wei and the others meant to kill these Yellow Turban Army. Zhao Yi didn't make a move, but instead included more than 100 people in the official army. "These people have laid down their arms, proving that these people have no intention of rebelling against the imperial court."

"Your Excellency, you have to think twice, the Yellow Turban Thief is extremely cunning, and there are definitely ulteriors in blending into the homeless. They should be severely interrogated. Dian Wei said worriedly.

Zhao Yi smiled: "Since you want to blend in with the displaced people, why do you still wear the clothes of the Yellow Turban Army?" If Zhang Jiao had a conspiracy, he would never let his soldiers wear it so obviously. ”

According to these people, they were the same Yellow Turban generous soldiers, and the day before yesterday, they were generous and encountered with the official army in a village in Guangzong and were scattered by the official army.

Along the way, Zhao Yi took those Yellow Turban Army under his command, and the main reason was to monitor these Yellow Turban Army. This army is its own territory, if these Yellow Turban Army really have bad intentions, Zhao Yi's 6,000 army can destroy these more than 200 Yellow Turban Army in a very short time.

In the afternoon, the army walked to a place less than thirty miles away from Guangzong, there was a high slope in front, and the situation on the other side of the slope could not be seen. ”

Zhao Yi pulled out his long sword: "Send troops!" More than 1,000 cavalrymen including Dian Wei rushed up the dirt slope and the chaotic screams continued to be heard, and the Yellow Turban Army with yellow turbans on their heads ran among the people, piercing the chests of the people with spears and taking food from the hands of the dying people.

The people have been killed and wounded innumerably, is this the Yellow Turban Army of the uprising? It's simply banditry. Zhao Yi waved his hand, just about to let Dian Wei and the others attack. There was a sudden shout of killing in front of him, and the flags were scattered.

Thousands of officers and soldiers appeared in front of them, led by a fierce general, who just glanced at Zhao Yi and the others from a distance, and waved his hand to let the soldiers attack.

The opposing cavalry quickly rushed into the field, spears in their hands piercing the chests of several Yellow Turban soldiers. The sturdy general, waving a big sword in his hand, looked down at the heads of the three Yellow Turban soldiers and a common man.

Zhao Yi frowned slightly, and saw that the behavior of these soldiers was the same as that of this general, whether it was the Yellow Turban Army or the common people, all men were beheaded.

The general rode his horse from the chaos to kill, and his subordinates added more than a dozen lives, and when he came to Zhao Yi, he didn't dismount and salute, and asked directly: "Who is the general?" ”

Zhao Yi took his life and asked him what he was doing here, and it was just a matter of killing the Yellow Turban thief, why did he attack the people.

The general was named: "The last general, Hua Xiong, was ordered by Zhonglang General Dong Zhuo to come and kill the thieves." "There is no explanation for the killing of the people, but only that the thieves were killed, and those people are also classified as thieves.

This is a good and risky work! "General Huaxiong, let your subordinate officers and soldiers stop, otherwise don't blame me Zhao Yi for not being emotional." Zhao Yi was angry in his heart, and really wanted to lead the army to kill all these soldiers, but he was held down by Dian Wei to draw his sword.

Hua Xiong squinted at Zhao Yi: "General Zhao wants to stand up for these untouchables?" ”

"So what?" Zhao Yi stared at Hua Xiong tightly, and his tone became colder.

Zhao Yi's army was behind him at this time, and the number was far greater than Hua Xiong and others. Hua Xiong's eyes turned, waved his hand and ordered the army to retreat, and turned back to look at Zhao Yi with resentful eyes.

In less than a quarter of an hour, hundreds of headless bodies fell to the ground. Huaxiong's army took the Yellow Turban Army and the people to go away arrogantly, shouting in their mouths, breaking the thieves and killing 800 enemies.

Zhao Yi stared at the headless corpses on the ground, as well as the old and weak women and children who were kneeling next to him and crying, his eyes became more and more gloomy.

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