"Tell the general, there is a group of bandits and the Yellow Turban Army ten miles ahead, and there are about 2,000 people on both sides!" A scout rode up to Yao Jie and quickly reported.

After listening to the scout's words, Yao Jie smiled and said to Guan Yu and Dian Wei beside him: "Let's go, let's take a look!" ”

Now it's interesting, Yao Jie is an official now, since ancient times, officials and bandits have been opposites, and the Yellow Turban Army is a thief, they are on fire, and Yao Jie can definitely watch a good show.

"Brothers, kill all these bastards!" An eight-foot-tall, powerful man shouted loudly.

Yang Hu is the leader of this gang of bandits, quite hard, before because he was bullied by the bully in his hometown, Yang Hu beat the bully in a rage, but after all, he did not dare to die, and then the bully took advantage of him to go out, tangled a group of people rushed into his house, beat his old lame father to death, and set fire to his thatched house, Yang Hu saw the house that was burned to ashes, and even his father's bones were not found, and the resentment in his heart can be imagined.

One night, Yang Hu used a knife to kill the group of bullies who were gathering to drink, and then went up the mountain and fell into the grass.

After Yang Hu went up the mountain, he gathered a team of hundreds of people, but he didn't rob the ordinary people, in fact, there was nothing to rob, the ordinary people couldn't survive, and they ran to be the Yellow Turban Army, Yang Hu robbed all the passing merchants and rich people, so the reputation in the nearby area is not too bad.

Recently, there was a shortage of cottage food, Yang Hu wanted to see if there was a chance to grab a batch of grain, and finally, the hard work paid off, after two days of waiting, Yang Hu and others finally grabbed a batch of grain from a businessman, but soon a group of uninvited guests appeared.

The Yellow Turban Army, numbering about 2,000 people, was the remnant of Zhang Jiao, who had retreated into Julu, and the 2,000 Yellow Turban Army were scattered in the battle, so they fled into Hanoi in the north, where they were chasing a masked man, only to meet Yang Hu returning from carrying grain.

This group of Yellow Turban Army also happened to be short of food, so they started Yang Hu's idea, although Yang Hu was small, but he didn't want to be annoyed obediently, so the scene just now appeared.

The bandit side was obviously inferior to the Yellow Turban Army because of the numerical disadvantage, and the physical fitness of both sides was also half a catty, after all, the bandits' life was not easy in these years, but fortunately, Yang Hu was very brave, and the Yellow Turban Army was killed by the Yellow Turban Army to the loss of dozens of people, and the masked man who was chased by the Yellow Turban Army also joined the battle with a long sword, and where he passed, the Yellow Turban Army covered his neck and fell to the ground.

"Ho!" Yang Hu picked up his broadsword and slashed at the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, which was led by three Yellow Turban captains, and this man was one of them.

The Yellow Turban Captain was not to be outdone, he was conceited that he also had some courage, so he greeted Yang Hu.

"Bell!" With just one knife, the spear of the Yellow Turban Captain came out of his hand, Yang Hu took the opportunity to slash at the head of the Yellow Turban Captain, the Captain subconsciously tilted his head, the blade slashed against his left face, and his left ear was easily cut off, and the Yellow Turban Captain screamed, hugged the horse's neck, and galloped out as soon as he clamped the horse's belly.

Yang Hu was naturally unwilling to let him go, so the big knife dragged behind, and rode his horse to chase in the direction where the Yellow Turban Captain had fled.

"Fence him up!" A group of Yellow Turban soldiers quickly surrounded Yang Hu in the middle, and at this time Yang Hu was shocked, it turned out that he had gone deep into the Yellow Turban Army for a long distance in order to chase and kill the Yellow Turban captain.

The captain who had lost one of his ears covered his wound and stared at Yang Hu with resentful eyes, if his eyes could kill, Yang Hu had been dead I don't know how many times.

"Kill him, I'm going to use his head as a night pot!" The Yellow Turban Captain shouted like crazy, and the other two Yellow Turban Captains beside him wisely did not object to his decision.

A group of Yellow Turban soldiers slowly approached Yang Hu with shields, apparently preparing to trap him.

"Phew!" The war horse man under Yang Hu's crotch stood up, and the hooves in front of him kicked fiercely on the shield of a Yellow Turban soldier, kicking the soldier out a few meters away, but another Yellow Turban soldier quickly blocked the gap, and the others also took the opportunity to get closer to Yang Hu and slowly suppressed Yang Hu's range of movement.

Seeing that those yellow turban soldiers were still a few steps away from him, Yang Hu shouted, and slashed a knife on a shield, directly slashing the soldier to the ground through the shield, and even the shield was shaken out of cracks, and the soldier lay on the ground screaming.

The other soldiers stepped over him and continued to approach Yang Hu.

"Yikes!" Yang Hu raised the long knife horizontally, and the two ends just supported the two soldiers, but the other Yellow Turban Army hit him with a shield, and soon, the two people who were dragged by Yang Hu with a long knife also joined in, and more and more Yellow Turban Army gathered over, Yang Hu came under tremendous pressure in all directions, and the two muscular arms pushed out against the shield, the green tendons on it were exposed, and the muscles were tense.

Looking at Yang Hu, who was already unable to move, the two Yellow Turban Captains had a smile on their faces, and even the mood of the Captain with one ear, who had only briefly bandaged the wound, became a lot better.

"Whew! Shout! Shout! Several yellow turban soldiers fell to the ground with several throwing knives in their throats, and a masked man slashed at several yellow turban captains with a sword, and the few remaining soldiers around them were quickly killed.

"Someone, stop him!" A Yellow Turban lieutenant trembled and ordered, they chased and killed this masked man all the way, naturally they knew how high his martial arts were, especially the swordsmanship in one hand, and the three captains together were probably not opponents.

The soldiers who were originally squeezing Yang Hu turned their heads to kill the masked man when they heard this, leaving only dozens of people to continue to besiege Yang Hu.

Yang Hu, who was greatly reduced, saw an opportunity and kicked the indescribable part of a yellow turban soldier's lower body, the yellow turban soldier immediately became a bow, Yang Hu took the opportunity to grab the knife and shield, put the round shield on the ground, and the person quickly lay on the shield, this series of actions were completed in one go, and the other Yellow Turban soldiers did not react.

Yang Hu's right foot was on the ground a little, and the whole person turned up, and the knife in his hand took the opportunity to cut at the ankle of the Yellow Turban soldiers, and the Yellow Turban soldiers fell to the ground screaming one by one, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who surrounded Yang Hu in the innermost circle fell like cutting wheat, holding the broken ankle and screaming.

The other Yellow Turban soldiers were also frightened and retreated, Yang Hu took the opportunity to pick up the long knife, and then he did not choose to sit still, but took the initiative to kill the Yellow Turban Army.

Yang Hu held the heavy broadsword and slashed the three soldiers holding shields to the ground in a row, and then killed the remaining soldiers without shields.