He Man led more than 20 horsemen to flee along the main road in the direction of Yexian, and they each brought some valuable belongings, no grain grains, and no water drops.

They knew that as long as they fled to Yexian County, they would be safe, and He Man and the others were not sure if there were any officers and soldiers chasing behind them, so they ran forward desperately.

After running continuously for more than an hour, not only the horses could not bear it, but even the people could not bear it. At this time, they had already come to the territory of Nanyangye County.

"Chief, there is a village ahead, and the brothers are thirsty, so it is better to find some water to drink." A yellow turban said to He Man.

"It won't be long before I can get to Yexian County, bear with it a little longer. If the officers and soldiers chase after us, we can't escape if we want to. Zhang Xue frowned and said.

"Our horses are all bad horses, and if we run again, we will be tired to death. Do take a break. He Man also said at this time.

The horses snorted, their bellies bulged, their legs swayed, and they looked like they were about to lay down.

Zhang Xue saw this situation and had nothing to say. He always felt that the officers and soldiers would not be so good at giving up.

He Man led his men to the countryside.

More than 20 people rode in the quiet township, and the movement was not small. It attracted the attention of the people from afar.

The place where He Man and the others are located is called Longyang Pavilion, which belongs to Ye County, but it is sandwiched between the four cities of Li County, Ye County, Wuyang, and Kunyang. Although there are a large number of yellow turbans stationed in these four cities, the fields around Longyang Pavilion are still cultivated in an orderly manner.

Didn't the Yellow Turban discover this place?

In a farmhouse in Longyangting, a middle-aged man is feeding medicine to a teenager lying on the bed.

Middle-aged about forty years old, eight feet three inches tall, majestic and majestic.

The boy looked twelve or thirteen years old, but his face was pale and sickly. After he drank the medicinal soup in his mouth, he coughed and spit it out again, and his face became even paler.

"Xu'er, are you okay?" The middle-aged man hurriedly used his sleeve to wipe off the medicine residue on the young man's body.

"I'm fine, father." The boy forced a laugh.

The middle-aged man spent a while to finish feeding the medicinal soup in the bowl, helping the boy cover the quilt, and quietly walked out of the house after watching the boy fall asleep.

"Alas! If anyone can cure Xu'er's illness, I, Huang Zhong, am willing to repay his kindness by being a cow and a horse. The middle-aged man looked up to the sky and sighed, thinking of his wife's last wish before she died, and couldn't help but cry.

The middle-aged is the famous Huang Zhong in history, and the sick boy in the house just now is his only son Huang Xu, who has been learning literature and martial arts with him since he was a child, and is in good health. But when he was eight years old, he suddenly fell ill, and since then he has been riddled with serious diseases, Huang Zhong has searched for famous doctors everywhere, but he has no idea what to do with Huang Xu's condition.

At this time, Huang Zhong was not yet forty years old, but because of his only son's illness for many years, his temples were gray, and his face was full of vicissitudes.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A hurried knock sounded, and Huang Zhong hurriedly wiped away the tears in his eyes. Walk over and open the door.

"Hansheng, the moth thief is here again." As soon as Huang Zhong opened the door, the old man outside the door said to Huang Zhong.

When Huang Zhong heard this, he turned around and went back to the house, picked up the bow and arrow hanging on the wall and the long-handled broadsword in the courtyard, and said to the old man, "Take me quickly."

The Yellow Turban in Yexian County sent people to inspect the township many times, and at first it was decent, and there was no adultery and plunder.

But after all, the yellow turban has no source of production, and slowly, the yellow turban grain is consumed, and the people's food is snatched everywhere.

When the Yellow Turban came to rob the people of Longyang Pavilion of food. Huang Zhong couldn't get used to the behavior of the Yellow Turban, and after Zhang Gong shot a few people, the Yellow Turban fled.

Some time ago, hundreds of yellow turbans came to Longyang Pavilion, after Huang Zhong got the news, he alone blocked the yellow scarves two hundred steps away, fired dozens of bows in a row, and the arrows were not missing, even the leader of the leader was shot to death, and the yellow turbans of Yexian County returned with feathers. I didn't dare to step into Longyang Pavilion for a month.

As soon as He Man and the others arrived at the pavilion, they were stopped by dozens of sword-wielding prime-aged men.

"Moth thief, hurry up, our Longyang Pavilion is not easy to mess with." A Longyang Pavilion citizen shouted at He Man and the others.

He Man was angry in his heart, he was like a lost dog, but now he was scolded as a moth thief. He had a great iron rod in his hand, and he was about to rush over and kill the man.

"The young master thinks twice. More is better than less, and now we are running for our lives, and it is not appropriate to cause trouble. Zhang Xue observed the words and quickly persuaded He Man.

There are a lot of people in Yiting, there are only about 20 of them, if they are entangled with the people of Longyang Pavilion, the officers and soldiers will chase after them, and it will be difficult to escape.

He Man calmed down and said to the people of Longyang Pavilion: "Give us a little water, and leave immediately after drinking."

"The moth thief is the most discredited, under the banner of doing the right thing for heaven, but he does things like chickens and dogs. If you don't leave, don't blame us for being polite. The people of Longyang Pavilion didn't believe He Man's words, and they were tense.

"You're looking for death." He Man was young and vigorous, but he couldn't withstand such an agitation, so he rode his horse and smashed it on the head of the common man with a stick.

That ordinary person is just an ordinary person, how can he stop He Man's iron rod.

If this stick is smashed down, it is absolutely dead or alive.

The big iron rod was enlarged in the pupils of this common man, and just when this common man was in danger, an arrow flew from afar, and shot at He Man's wrist accurately, and most of the entire arrow passed through He Man's wrist, which shows the great power of this arrow.

"Ahh It hurts me. The large iron rod in Homan's hand fell to the ground, and a heart-piercing pain affected his nerves. He Man's face was hideous, and his other hand hurriedly drove the horse back.

At this time, Huang Zhong was one hundred and fifty paces away, and he grabbed the long-handled broadsword inserted in the ground in his hand, and ran towards here at an extremely fast speed.

"Young master!" Zhang Xue was anxious. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this arrow has pierced the bone, and this right hand will be considered useless in the future.

For a general, it is a cruel thing to abolish the right hand. You can't get on the horse, you can't shoot the bow, and even the force will drop by more than half.

He Man stretched out his left hand and wanted to pull out the arrow on his wrist heroically, but the arrow had already sunk into the bone, and it was heart-rending when he touched it, and he broke out in a cold sweat as soon as he held the arrow.

He Man gritted his teeth and struggled to pull out, tears rushed out, but he only pulled out a little bit, and he really couldn't do it.