Chapter 10: The Slaughter of the Hundred (I)

"Those who descend will not be killed!"

Guan Hai picked up Li Meng's head and held it in his hand, raised it high and roared angrily.

The blood on the skull was dripping, setting off Guan Hai's bloody appearance, which was simply a rakshasa from hell.

It's a pity that the other two generals have been captured alive, and the three worshippers are also struggling, trying to wait for the support of the dead soldiers, but it is a pity that the attack of the dead soldiers is so pale and powerless under the suppression of Guan Hai's personal guards.

Maybe the soldiers of the pro-guard battalion are not as gorgeous as the Li family's dead soldiers in terms of moves, but what they comprehend between life and death is that the battlefield moves are rough and practical!

The numerical superiority, coupled with the all-encompassing moves of the soldiers of the Guards Battalion, the Li family had no chance to backhand at all.

On the entire battlefield, what can be seen casually is two personal guard soldiers or even three beating a dead soldier, what is up and down to attack, what spears are killing everything.

What shocked Guan Hai the most was that the three guards beat a dead soldier, one focused on the upper part of the chest, the other focused on the crotch, and the other saw the opportunity in the outing to pass with a handful of dust, and then went around behind him and beat him hard.

It has been less than five minutes since Guan Hai led the soldiers of the Guards Battalion and joined the battle, and more than half of the Li family's dead soldiers have died, as for the city wall? It has long been taken by the Yellow Turban soldiers, and the rest of the Li family has already hid in the ancestral shrine and is dying.

"Phew! Chaotic ministers and thieves, a certain family is ashamed to be with you! If you have the ability, you can fight to the death with someone! ”

The worship holding the big knife roared angrily, although he understood that Guan Hai was the leader, and his strength was definitely "powerful" than Cheng Pengye in front of him. (He didn't see Guan Hai kill the triplets, so he mistakenly thought that Guan Hai was powerful.) ）

"Huh! I can't even beat my men! Who qualifies to play against me? ”

Guan Hai held the knife and threw it at it, and the blood on the knife splashed, forcing it to burst! If someone says at this moment that Guan Hai is not a master, no one will believe it.

"Where is the commander! Take them down for me! ”

Guan Hai gave an order, and the commander who was pressing the formation on the side looked like he was already hungry and thirsty, and hurriedly rushed forward.

You must know that the strength of the commander in the Yellow Turban Army is the worst, and that is also the strength of the peak of the training in the middle of the body, and even seventy or eighty percent of it is the strength of the peak of the training.

The three worshippers, who were already difficult to resist, were crushed in an instant after 14 thousand commanders joined the battlefield.

In less than two minutes, the three worshippers, the two who were captured alive, and the remaining one surrendered directly.

"What's your name! Where are the people? ”

Guan Hai looked at the fierce man with an axe in front of him, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, and he surrendered without any backbone?

Guan Hai naturally knows the significance of the Yellow Turban Army in this era and the voice of the people, and the people who can surrender themselves prove to be spineless, and can even be said to be anti-bones.

Ya, you are an honest person, shouldn't you be loyal, and then I will work hard to influence you?

Sure enough, people are cheap, and things that are easy to get will always be put with a question mark, or they are disgusted, and it is obvious that Guan Hai is such a person, and others surrender to themselves, but they look disgusted.

"General Qiyu! The subordinate surname is Zhang Mingjianhan! Jingzhou people! ”

Zhang Jianhan looked honest, scratched his head and replied.

"Why are you willing to surrender to my Yellow Turbans?"

Although he knew that it was not good for him to ask people like this, Guan Hai couldn't help but want to ask, and felt like a cat's paw scratching in his heart.

Anyway, he is the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, so what if others think it is bad?

"General Qiyu! I am just an offering from the Li family, and when they invited me, I had already told them that I would only obey them within the scope of my ability. ”

"Continuing to fight with you is obviously beyond my ability, and I'm still young, and I still want to explore the end of the martial arts, so I can't die yet."

Zhang Jianhan doesn't look like I'm bragging to you, it's because I still need to hurry up and save the world.

Hehe, if you're afraid of death, you can say you're afraid of death, no matter how literary you say, you can't cover up your compelling heart.

"Okay, you get up, Wei Taoren has handed it over to you, and he will be your commander in the future!"

"Young man, I'm optimistic about you! Work hard and I'll keep the position of Captain for you! ”

Guan Hai patted him on the shoulder and then ignored him, although there are few innate martial artists in the Yellow Turban Army, but with the fact that he also has seven people, one more will not play a decisive role, not to mention that he is still a coward.

Guan Hai put his war horse on his crotch, and rushed in the direction of the dead man with a big knife.

As soon as Guan Hai joined the battlefield, the morale of the guard battalion became even more excited, and Guan Hai perfectly demonstrated the method of crushing weak chickens at a high level.

"Look at my super invincible sky-breaking sword technique!"

Guan Haizhong's second illness attacked, and the big knife in his hand danced impermeable, slashing everywhere.

Wherever the blade goes, corpses are everywhere, and the resistance of the dead soldiers of the Li family is short and powerless.

Ten minutes passed, the Li family died in front of the personal guard battalion, and the elite soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army circled the city wall to form a flank behind them, most of them were killed, only twenty-four surrendered, forty-two were captured, and the rest would rather die than obey.

"Surrender or die!"

Guan Hai came to the ancestral hall of the Li family, and the blade roared angrily.

And the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army at this moment are also surrounded by the Li family's ancestral shrine, which is impermeable, with three layers inside and three layers outside.

"This general! My Li family has never done anything to provoke the Yellow Turban Army, why do you want to kill them all! I am willing to donate all the grain and grass of the Li family for military use! I hope the general will spare his life! ”

The head of the Li family suppressed the fear in his heart, and after opening the door of the ancestral hall, he came to the door and pleaded with Guan Hai.

Surrender may be a chance to save your life for ordinary powerful people, but for the children of the scholar clan, it is poisonous arsenic!

If the Li family really surrendered to the Yellow Turban Army at this moment, maybe they didn't have to die at this moment, but as long as the Yellow Turban Army was defeated by the official army, there was a chance that a soldier like himself who surrendered to the Yellow Turban Army would also be marked as an anti-thief.

At that time, it was not just a matter of losing their heads, the Shi clan formed by the ancestors of the Li family with great hard work would be destroyed in one fell swoop.

Therefore, the head of the Li family did not dare to surrender at all, the scholar clan could surrender to anyone, but he couldn't surrender to a foreign clan and a thief!

Bypassing you? Joke! I have spared you, who will spare these innocent suffering people? They are the real innocent people!

Zhou Ziyu, who inherited Guan Hai's memory, naturally understood how bleak the environment in which the people lived in the late Han Dynasty was.

It is extremely common to eat and kill a wife and cook, and the food reserves of the noble clan are even so many that no one can clean up if it is moldy and rotten.

I'm sorry guys.,It's not an otaku eunuch.,It's the day before yesterday that the otaku had a cold and fever.,So the day before yesterday and yesterday I had to go to work during the day.,The whole person is not good.,So there was no update for two days.。

Because the job was changed recently, a lot of things have to be learned from scratch, so there is no time, and the otaku promises to try his best to ensure two shifts a day from next month.

If you don't have to work overtime on Sunday, the otaku will make it back.,If you want to work overtime, I'll make it up next month.,I'm sorry guys!