Outside Guangzong City, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao left Guangzong City with a team of Yellow Turban Army, and the two looked back at the low head of Guangzong City at the same time, and then the two left without looking back. Bai Rao and Lei Yun on the city wall quietly watched a group of Yellow Turban soldiers leave here, and the two of them did not leave Guangzong City in the end, when the Han army arrived, Guangzong City was broken, and Bai Rao and Lei Yun were killed in Guangzong City.

On the city of Guangzong, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun stood side by side, and the two quietly watched the Han army go in and out to clean up the corpses on the battlefield.

Xia Cicada whispered, outside Guangzong City, there was a huge deep pit, a corpse with the Yellow Turban Army was thrown in, layer upon layer, soon this deep pit was filled, the Han army on the edge of the pit backfilled the soil, on top of the corpse of the Yellow Turban Army, there was a woman, the woman had been dead for a long time, her pale face, empty eyes, looking up at the last piece of sky.

Soon, a spade of dirt and sand and gravel buried the last gap, and a Han soldier wiped the sweat from his forehead and cursed in a low voice, "It's really bad luck"

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun did not speak, although it was commonplace, but both of them were in a heavy mood, at this time a Han army armor came behind the two and said, "Qi two generals, the tomb of the thief's first horn has been found!" ”

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun glanced at each other, and Huang Fu Song said in a low voice, "Let's go, go and see!" The reason why they want to find Zhang Jiao's grave is because the gang of civil officials in the court, these guys, when they were fighting, they were scared to death one by one, and after the end of the battle, they all came out to chatter, and after the end of the incident, these people heard that the Taiping Road was destroyed, and immediately wrote to the Son of Heaven to find Zhang Jiao's grave and crush Zhang Jiao's body to ashes.

For this matter, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun themselves are a little disgusted, both of them are military generals, it is inevitable that there will be a day when the horse stumbles, Zhang Jiao is a big rebel from the court, but from their point of view, Zhang Jiao is a respectable opponent.

The two came to the outside of Guangzong City in silence, and soon a tall tomb appeared in front of them, and a stone tablet stood in front of the tomb, and the tombstone was carved with the tomb of Zhang Jiao, the great sage and good teacher of Taiping.

Huangfu Song frowned, what did these Yellow Turban soldiers think about burying Zhang Jiao in such a conspicuous place.

At this time, a soldier saw the two of them and immediately stepped forward and said, "General, this is the tomb of the thief's first horn, shall we start now?" ”

Zhu Jun waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "Let's start!" ”

Soon the tomb was dug up, with continuous excavation, a red coffin appeared in everyone's field of vision, this coffin is just made of ordinary cypress, the red coffin lid is pasted with a yellow rune paper, the surrounding Han army, gathered around to see, a Han soldier intermittently chanted, "See the coffin die?" ”

After hearing this, another Han soldier laughed and stretched out his big hand to tear off the talisman paper, "Pull the special calf, when I see the coffin die, I think it is right to raise the coffin and make a fortune." ”

Several Han soldiers around them laughed knowingly after hearing this man's words, and none of them noticed that the rune paper had fallen into the pit.

These Han soldiers brought crowbars to pry open all the nails around the coffin.

"One, two, three!" As the horn sounded, several armor soldiers worked together to push the coffin lid open, and at the moment when the coffin lid was opened, the faces of several armor soldiers suddenly turned black and purple, but these people didn't seem to notice it at all, Huang Fu Song and Zhu Jun both noticed something unusual, Huang Fu Song yelled at the Han army around the tomb, "All retreat, it's corpse gas!" ”

However, it was too late, and just after Huang Fu Song finished saying this, the rune paper that had long been forgotten at the bottom of the pit suddenly turned pitch black, and spontaneously combusted without wind!

In an instant, with the coffin as the center, streams of black gas quickly diffused around, and in an instant, all the surrounding Han soldiers fell to the ground foaming at the mouth.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun were both a little surprised, they couldn't imagine that these remnants of the Yellow Turban Army still had this hand.

This black gas came and went quickly, and after the black gas dissipated, no less than a hundred Han soldiers around this coffin seemed to be unable to survive.

Zhu Jun waved his hand, a personal guard behind him, cautiously walked over, this soldier first checked these people lying on the ground, these people have lost their breath of life, he shook his head at Zhu Jun to signal that these people are dead, Zhu Jun stomped his feet, and soon the corpses of these dead armor soldiers were cleaned up, this time only four armor soldiers went down, and the others were hiding far away, this time there was nothing strange about it, and soon a seriously decomposed corpse was thrown up by them, after Zhu Jun walked in, Looking at the corpse carefully, he soon found that the corpse was not Zhang Jiao! At this time, Huang Fu Song walked from behind him, he patted Zhu Jun on the shoulder, shook his head at him firmly, Zhu Jun understood what Huang Fu Song meant, Zhu Jun thought for a long time, and finally walked away in silence.

Soon the corpse was dragged to the square in Guangzong City, and at this moment, on the square, there were three armies and swords and halberds. A simple platform has been built in front of him, and Huangfu Song stood on the platform, pointed to a rotting corpse under his feet and said, "Soldiers, all robes, this corpse at my feet now is the corpse of the thief's first horn!" ”

Huang Fu Song's voice echoed in this empty square, and the soldiers of the three armies opposite him were silent, Huang Fu Song continued, "Now that the Taiping Road is extinguished, the thief will die with his horns, but he can't escape the criminal law if he dies!" ”

Huangfu Song waved his hand, and two shirtless executioners walked onto the stage with ghost-headed broadswords.

One of them lifted the corpse up, and the other drank a bowl of wine and sprayed it on the knife, and the knife fell, and a rotting head was cut off by the sharp knife.

Huangfu Song has left the stage at this moment, he didn't look at this, in his heart he was very disgusted with the act of killing corpses, the so-called corpses are just to punish the deceased's behavior before his death, digging graves and opening coffins, and showing the corpses to the public. Killing the corpse is not a formal punishment, but a kind of reckless anger action, he knows that the corpse is not Zhang Jiao's, but the Yellow Turban Army has been exterminated, who cares if the corpse is Zhang Jiao's, today's corpse killing behavior is just some literati in the court chatting about comfort to find a sense of existence!

At night, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun sat in the big tent and drank each other, Zhu Jun asked Huang Fu Song, "That's not Zhang Jiao's corpse, you know, why do you want to stop me?" ”

Huangfu Song didn't look up, his eyes were fixed on the wine in the cup, and he said for a long time, "What does it matter if it's Zhang Jiao, what does the court want, don't you understand?" ”

The two looked at each other, silent for a long time, and the night was as cold as water.

On the second day, the army began to return to the court, this day the army passed through Yecheng, at this moment a man wearing the armor of the Han army came on a horse, Huangfu Song raised his hand to stop the army, the man stopped the horse, turned over and dismounted and knelt on the ground and said, "Humble Geng Wu is hereby ordered by the Jizhou Pastoral Master to invite General Huangfu and the generals to enter the city for a continuation!" ”

Huangfu Song smiled and said, "Thank you for me, Lord Jizhou, his kindness is in his heart, due to the urgency of time, there is no need to enter the city!" ”

After Huangfu Song finished speaking, he let the army continue to march south towards Luoyang, and then he stayed and said to Geng Wu: "Is Lord Jizhou Mu okay recently?" ”

Geng Wu shook his head sadly and said, "Lord Jizhou Mu is very old, some time ago I heard that the Yellow Turban Army was going to attack Yecheng, and Lord Zhou Mu personally commanded the city defense and control regardless of his age, and he fainted on the city wall a few days ago!" ”

Huangfu Song's face was worried, and he patted Geng Wu's shoulder, "You must let his old man take care of his body when you go back, and when I am done with the affairs of the court, I will go to see him."

Geng Wu nodded, and then he took out a letter from his arms and said to Huangfu Song, "General, I have an old man named Tian Feng, he is now working in the Great General He Jin's mansion, can you give him this letter for me?"

Huangfu Song took the letter with a smile, then waved his hand at Geng Wu and said, "There will be a period later!" ”

Geng Wu watched Huangfu Song ride his horse away, just as he was about to return to Yecheng to resume his life, suddenly Huangfu Song rode back again, Huangfu Song pointed to the distance and said, "Who is that tall building?" ”

Geng Wu looked in the direction pointed by Huangfu Song, only to see a faint high-rise building, because the distance is too far, can only vaguely look at a rough, Geng Wu turned back to Huangfu Song and said, "That is called the Eight Immortal Pavilion, covering a very wide area, since the establishment of the Eight Immortal Pavilion, it has become the landmark building of Zhao Mansion and even the entire Yecheng, outsiders are all emotional, and when the adults have time to come to Yecheng, I will definitely take the adults to see." ”

After Geng Wu finished speaking, Huangfu Song asked suspiciously, "Zhao Mansion?" That Zhao Mansion? ”

Geng Wu looked left and right, and finally leaned into Huangfu Song's ear and whispered: "Who else in this world today can have such wealth, this Zhao Mansion is the mansion of the permanent servant Zhao Zhong."

Huangfu Song frowned: "Zhao Zhong, what does he want such a big mansion for a eunuch?" ”

Geng Wuhan shook his head with a smile and said, "I don't know about this, but I heard that when this Eight Immortals Pavilion was built, Zhao Zhongqiang occupied a lot of other people's houses, and it is said that many people died.

After Huangfu Song listened to Geng Wu's words, he looked meaningfully at the Eight Immortal Pavilion far away in the clouds, and muttered in his mouth, "It turns out that it's not that Taiping Dao is so popular, but that some people in the imperial court don't let the people live well at all!" ”

Huangfu Song shook his head, said goodbye to Geng Wu, and led his personal guards to catch up with the large army, the army moved slowly, Zhu Jun looked at Huang Fu Song who had just caught up, and asked with his eyes, Huang Fu Song smiled at him and said, "Let's go, a more serious war is waiting for you and me!" ”

Zhu Jun glanced at Huangfu Song thoughtfully, and then followed his pace.

Gunsmoke!