Chapter Seventy-One: The Long Society

"Good! Yang Hu, you have two choices now, one is that I will now promote you to captain and go to the battlefield to make meritorious contributions, and the other is to follow the general to be a personal guard! Yao Jie helped Yang Hudao, who had fallen down.

Yang Hu just thought for a moment and said: "The last general is willing to follow the lord's side, be a pawn by the lord's side, and protect the lord on the battlefield!" When it came to protecting the lord, Yang Hu blushed a little, this lord was much more powerful than himself.

"Okay, do you have any other family?" Yao Jie asked.

"No more!" Yang Hu shook his head and said, at the moment, Yang Hu said that his experience had changed, and Yao Jie shouted when he heard it, "Kill well, those scum should be killed!" As a result, he gained a wave of Yang Hu's loyalty.

After speaking, Yao Jie pulled Dian Wei and said: "This is the general's personal guard commander, you will follow him in the future!" ”

Dian Wei also bared his teeth and smiled: "Hahaha! In the future, they will be their own brothers, just call me evil! "Yang Hu's force value is not low, although it is not as good as these peerless generals, but it is also a first-class level, Dian Wei will have a free sparring partner in the future, thinking of this, Yao Jie can't help but feel sad for Yang Hu, this is completely abused! Poor Yang Hu didn't know that he was served by Dian Weila with a good meal of wine and food, of course, this is to welcome newcomers, and there will be no more in the future.

Seeing that Yang Hu had easily failed, the other captives in the captive camp naturally didn't dare to come out with a moth, and they cooperated more than before.

"Our army can't stay longer, Yun Chang, pass the order, the army will be out of camp early the next morning, those prisoners will be scattered into other troops, and each army must retain a certain number of veterans to bring new recruits!" After returning to the camp, Yao Jie said to Guan Yu.

"No!" Guan Yu led the order to retreat.

Yingchuan County, Changshe City, dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers are standing guard at the city gate and city wall, but these people don't look like soldiers, they are careless and careless.

"Kuroko, have you heard? Qu Shuai was defeated by the official army in Zhili, and only a few tens of thousands of people escaped from the 200,000 people! A Yellow Turban soldier on duty with a weapon on the city wall said to another soldier on duty beside him.

"Shhh, I've heard about this too, but be careful, if you let the Marquis hear, you kid will have to be beaten!" The Yellow Turban soldier named Kuroko looked around for a moment, then whispered.

"Why, don't let me talk about this yet!" The Yellow Turban soldier was not convinced.

"Alas, a few days ago, several lieutenants in the city issued a strict order not to talk about this matter, once it is discovered, it will be severely punished, a few unlucky guys were caught a few days ago, dragged to the school field and beaten thirty times in public, all of them were split!" Kuroko still had some palpitations after speaking.

Another Yellow Turban soldier also gasped, "Huh? What is that? A Yellow Turban soldier wondered.

Kuroko followed his gaze and noticed a puff of smoke and dust quickly approaching, and there was a looming figure of cavalry in the smoke.

"It's not good, there are officers and cavalry, go and ring the bell!" Kuroko's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly shouted, the Yellow Turban soldier who was talking to him before beside him was already stunned, and he was stupidly standing still.

Kuroko couldn't care about shouting any longer, so he could only run to the bell and ring it.

"Bell! Clang! Clang! The dull and melodious bell rang throughout the city.

"What's going on, why did the warning bell ring, go to the city!" A Yellow Turban lieutenant who was resting was awakened and hurriedly shouted.

There are 5,000 Yellow Turban troops in Changshe City to defend, led by five captains, just now these five captains are drinking, this Yellow Turban captain is drunk relatively lightly, looking at the drunk and unconscious four colleagues, the Yellow Turban captain had to say to the guards: "Quickly wake up a few captains, I'll go to the city wall to check the situation first!" ”

Although the warning on the city wall was timely, the response of the Yellow Turban Army was still slow, and the Yellow Turban Army at the city gate was scattered by the official cavalry before they had time to close the city gate, and the three thousand Han cavalry rushed directly into the city of Changshe and rampaged through the streets.

"Kill! Go to the Yellow Turban Barracks in the east of the city! A veteran commanded.

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"How could the official army come to Changshe so quickly, isn't Qu Shuai already fighting with the official army in the north?" Captain Yellow Turban hurriedly gathered hundreds of soldiers and asked the scouts beside him.

"Tell the captain, the little one only saw that their banner was Zhu, the right middle lang!" The scout replied honestly.

"What, this officer and army is not the eighth lieutenant of Xiyuan, they are the main force of the official army going north, and the right middle lang will be Zhu Jun, why did they come so quickly, why didn't we get any news!" Captain Yellow Turban said in a lost voice. But no one answered him.

"Whoever they are, stop them with me!" Soon the Yellow Turban Captain reacted. After speaking, he took the lead out of the barracks, and the hundreds of Yellow Turban troops behind him also followed.

They had not gone far before they heard the sound of horses' hooves coming from far and near, and a large force of cavalry came from the street ahead.

"Quick, array!" The Yellow Turban Captain shouted eagerly, but the quality of the Yellow Turban Army could not be so good, and instead of forming a formation before the cavalry arrived, a group of Yellow Turban Army members were in a mess.

Zhu Jun rode a war horse, held a long lance, and took the lead in the charge, like a sharp spear tip, fiercely pierced into the battle of the Yellow Turban Army, causing a bloody storm.

"Yikes!" The Yellow Turban Captain stabbed Zhu Jun in the chest with a spear.

When it was close, it was almost successful, and the Yellow Turban Captain was overjoyed in his heart.

However, Zhu Jun just waved his spear with a disdainful wave of his spear and flew out, and the Yellow Turban Lieutenant, who had lost his weapon, rode on his horse in a daze, without Zhu Jun using his hands, and the steady stream of Han cavalry behind him drowned it, and a Han cavalry cut off his head, like a grain of sand falling into the river, and even the waves did not make a single flower.

Three thousand cavalry rushed by, without the slightest stop, leaving only hundreds of corpses and dozens of ownerless horses in the streets.

"Rush in!" Looking at the Yellow Turban Barracks hundreds of steps away, this is the largest barracks of the Yellow Turban Army in Changshe, where half of the strength of the Yellow Turban defenders of Changshe is stationed, more than 2,000 people, and they are still gathering in a hurry!

"Kill! Not a single one to stay! Zhu Jun picked up a Yellow Turban Army Sima who was blocking the way, and ordered.

The Han cavalry that poured in like a flood immediately launched a slaughter of these Yellow Turban infantry, and those Yellow Turban soldiers who did not complete the assembly were chased and killed by the Han cavalry like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and finally had to die under the spears of the Han cavalry.