After a night of fighting, most of the Yellow Turbans were slaughtered. Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun stood on a low slope on horseback, looking at Yangzhai City, which was engulfed by the flames, and their faces were different.

It didn't take long for Cao Cao to come back, Zhu Jun looked at Cao Cao who came on horseback, and his heart couldn't help but rise with a good feeling, he admired Cao Cao so young, but he could be so ruthless on the battlefield, and the grasp of the fighter was just right, Zhu Jun smiled on the horse and said to Huangfu Song next to him, "It's really a hero out of a young man, and the territory of the Han Empire will depend on young heroes like them to protect it in the future."

Huangfu Song replied with a smile on his face: "Seeing him is like seeing you younger."

The two talked and laughed, as if they sighed that time had flown by, reminiscing about the passing years, when a fast horse came at a rapid pace, and the two saw that the person riding the horse was wearing light armor and two swallow feathers were inserted on the back armor. Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song glanced at each other, seeing that this person was dressed as a messenger, the two rode up to meet them, and the messenger came to the two of them, and even the horse was in a hurry, so he shouted loudly, "Two generals, the big thing is not good, Wancheng is lost!" ”

"What?" Zhu Jun was surprised, and Huangfu Song frowned even more, Wancheng is a city in the south of the imperial capital Luoyang City, and it is also an important gateway connecting the imperial capital to Jingzhou.

Wancheng is lost, and the thieves in the south of the Yangtze River can concentrate on Wancheng, and then the soldiers will inevitably aim at Luoyang City.

The messenger panted and said, "The general has an order to urgently transfer the two generals to the south to recapture Wancheng."

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun glanced at each other and said, "It's better for you and I to continue to divide our troops and advance, all the way south to Wancheng, all the way to continue to sweep away the surrounding enemy forces along the Yingchuan area, and then go north to join Lu Zhonglang."

Zhu Jun nodded and said, "That's the only way."

Now the 40,000 elite divisions led by the two have lost nearly 10,000 people, and now Cao Cao's troops still have 35,000 people.

Zhu Jun smiled at Huangfu Song and said, "Give me 10,000 people, and I'll go to Wancheng."

Huangfu Song frowned and said, "Ten thousand people? Foolish"

Zhu Jun smiled mysteriously, pointed to Cao Cao, who was watching not far away, and said, "He gave it to me."

Huangfu Song suddenly realized and said with a wry smile, "Okay, then I will wipe out the Yellow Turban Army in the Yingchuan area, and then I will lead the troops to Guangzong, after the battle in Wancheng, you will also quickly go to Guangzong to support, there will definitely be a tough battle." ”

"Okay" Zhu Jun agreed, then threw Huangfu Song aside, rode a horse to Cao Cao's side, and said loudly, "Cao Mengde, don't be in a daze, take your people with me"

"Oh" Cao Cao agreed in confusion, and then followed Zhu Jun's horse for some reason.

Huangfu Song looked at Zhu Jun excitedly, like a child, smiled and shook his head, and said to himself: "This guy is in his fifties, and he is still a child, yes."

After Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song divided their troops, they each led their troops forward. Cao Cao led his 5,000 cavalry to follow Zhu Jun to defeat the Wancheng Yellow Turbans.

Wancheng is located on the north bank of the water, the terrain is high in all directions and low in the middle, and the west, north and east are surrounded by mountains on three sides, the grass covers the land, the vegetation is verdant, in the early Spring and Autumn Period, the Chu State in the south is becoming stronger and stronger, and has annexed the countries in the Han River basin to the north, and the two countries of Lu and Shen are also destroyed by the King of Chu Wen. After the state of Chu occupied this land, which was both fertile and beautiful, and convenient for rivers, it built Wanyi here as a base for winning the Central Plains. The name of Wan began from here. Subsequently, Wan evolved from the domain name to Wancheng.

The banner of the Han family on the wall of Wancheng has long been discarded by the Yellow Turban Army and replaced with the Cangtian Jiazi flag of the Yellow Turban Army.

At this moment, the Yellow Turban Army in Wancheng is wantonly looting the property of the people of Wancheng, if anyone dares to resist, then the fate of this person is to be hacked to death by the Yellow Turban Army who rushed in. They robbed property, food, and raped women of good families, and the huge city of Wan seemed to fall into a kind of purgatory on earth.

Although most of them were ordinary people who could not continue to survive because of oppression, they quickly joined the carnival, which was a feast from hell. They seem to have forgotten that they had only started their rebellion because they couldn't survive, and now they have become the most annoying of them at the beginning.

I remember that Confucian Xunzi once said: At the beginning of man, nature is evil.

But at the beginning of human beings, is it really inherently evil?

No one cares, no one cares, they are just frantically venting their misfortunes now, and then bringing misfortune to more people.

In today's Wancheng, the heart-rending cries have not stopped all night, and the prosperous scene of the past is gone.

Wancheng was too guarded by the mansion, and Chu Gong was tied to the pillar of the hall by the Yellow Turban Army. Several female dependents in the Taishou Mansion huddled in the corner of the lobby, shivering. And sitting in the front of the lobby sat a man, the man wore a yellow scarf, tiger head and eagle eyes, and a beard, it was Zhang Mancheng, a generous Taoist master in Jingzhou. Zhang Mancheng is Zhang Jiao's eldest disciple, claiming to be a divine envoy, wearing a Zhenshan sword in his waist, and after Ma Yuanyi's death, the Yellow Turban Army in Jingyang Land was under Zhang Mancheng's unified command.

Behind Zhang Mancheng stood three people, namely Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, and Sun Xia, the commander of Jing Yang of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Mancheng looked at Chu Gong who was tied to the pillar, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Chu Taishou really doesn't want to cooperate with us?" ”

Chu Gong had already been beaten by these Yellow Turban Army, and he was dying, at this moment after he heard Zhang Mancheng's words, he endured the pain, and said with a stubborn face, "Bah, my Chu family is favored by the emperor, how can I be in the same stream with you anti-country and traitors, and you will kill me."

Zhang Mancheng's face sank, and he said in a cold voice, "Chu Taishou, it's not so easy for you to die, you must know that there are many ways in this world to make you better off than dead!" ”

Chu Gong completely ignored Zhang Mancheng's self-care and scolded angrily, one time he scolded them for being a group of rabble thieves against the country, and the other time he scolded himself for being incompetent, losing Wancheng and disgrace the Han Dynasty.

Zhang Mancheng was a little impatient, turned around and gave Zhao Hong a look, Zhao Hong understood, and walked to the corner of the lobby with a wicked smile, this Zhao Hongchang is not good-looking, he was a teaching gentleman, and later joined the Taiping Road, with his outstanding mind in the Taiping Road quickly mixed to the high-level, at this moment he touched a goatee on his lips, and came to the position of the lady of the Taishou Mansion, Zhao Hong smiled and took out a woman about forty years old, this woman is Chu Gong's genuine wife, although she is forty years old, she is well maintained, and the charm still exists. Mrs. Chu was pulled out by Zhao Hong, and cried in fright, Zhao Hong said to Chu Gong with a smile, "Lord Chu, Mrs. Zun is really well maintained, no better than our country women, who have rough skin when they reach the age of forty, and are the same as us old men."

Chu Gong watched Zhao Hong's hand roaming back and forth on his wife's face, and his body trembled a little, "What are you going to do?" Something is coming at me."

Zhao Hong glanced at Chu Gong: "Rush at you?" Hehe, this is coming at you" Zhao Hong said and tore his hands hard, tearing off Mrs. Chu's clothes,

"Ahh Mrs. Chu screamed and covered her chest with her hands, Zhao Hong looked at Chu Gong again, "How about it, has Lord Chu thought about it, whether to surrender to my yellow scarf, or continue to be your loyal minister of the Han Dynasty?"

Chu Gong was just about to open his mouth, but Zhao Hong pulled Mrs. Chu's hand away from his chest, "Lord Chu has thought about it, and I will make a decision!" ”

The corners of Chu Gong's eyes trembled, his lips trembled, and finally closed his eyes, tears slowly slipped from his eyes, he hated it now, hated these Yellow Turban Army disasters and chaos in the government, hated himself for losing Wancheng, and hated himself for being incompetent, and he failed to commit suicide to die for his country. After a long time, he couldn't bear to open his eyes, and said to Mrs. Chu in a trembling tone, "Madam, I'm sorry!" ”

"Good! Good! Good! Zhao Hong said three good words in a row, and tore Mrs. Chu's skirt off, and Mrs. Chu was naked in front of everyone like a lamb to the slaughter.

Zhao Hong smiled and took a step back and clapped his hands, and from outside the hall, several ragged and dirty Yellow Turban soldiers came in, Zhao Hong Nunu mouthed, these ragged Yellow Turban soldiers saw the naked Mrs. Chu, and they all burst into joy, and several people rushed to take off their pants and pounced on Mrs. Chu.

Chu Gong's forehead was bruised, and the wheezing sound of several Yellow Turban soldiers in the lobby, mixed with Mrs. Chu's heart-rending screams, mixed with the sobs of other female dependents, instantly pushed this hellish feast in the entire Wancheng to a climax.

The night breeze is blowing, the starry sky is shining, in this troubled world, how many people are displaced, life is better than death, and the night breeze is like crying.

Zhang Mancheng in the lobby seemed to be tired of all this, he got up and pushed several Yellow Turban soldiers away, raised his sword and fell, and killed these women of the Taishou Mansion who had long been in disarray, these women were humiliated, and death may be a relief for them.

Zhao Hong looked at Zhang Mancheng with some surprise, I don't know what happened to him, Zhang Mancheng waved the blood stains on the sword, looked at Chu Gong who was about to crack and said, "Chu Gong, I won't kill you today" said a sword to cut the rope that tied Chu Gong, Chu Gong's body sat on the ground weakly, he desperately crawled to a little girl's side, picked up her already cold body and cried, this girl is his thirteen-year-old daughter, under the humiliation of those Yellow Turban Army, she has been dead for a long time, Chu Gong turned his head and looked at the people present viciously like a ghost, Chu Gong said word by word, "You will lose your conscience, you will not die sooner or later, and I Chu Gong will not let you go if I am a ghost" After saying that, Chu Gong pounced on Zhang Mancheng, Zhang Mancheng dodged away, Chu Gong hit the pillar behind Zhang Mancheng, his brain burst, and he died tragically on the spot.

Zhang Manchengruo looked at Chu Gong's corpse and shook his head thoughtfully, striding away from the Taishou Mansion, Zhao Hong looked at Zhang Mancheng's departing back and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it.

Scarlet blood can be seen everywhere in Wancheng, the pungent fishy smell drifts with the evening breeze, and the moonlight of the Han Dynasty spreads coldly in this cold city, which is like a hellish scene, so that the water river is dyed red.

People in troubled times

Chaos and death