From the outside of the castle, it looks like a magnificent and fortified castle in the eastern county, but inside the castle it is dilapidated. The stinking corpses on the long street lie quietly on the corner of the street as if they should have existed in the eyes of the commonplace homeless. Countless ragged Yellow Turbans fled in terror. Separated children wept helplessly in the alleys, and the woman who lost her child sat on the ground crying in despair.

Although he still can't eat enough and can't wear warm clothes with the leader, at least he can't starve to death or freeze to death. Now watching the officers and soldiers rush into the city, the unsuspecting Yellow Turban refugees in the city have no other thoughts than panic and despair. After all, if he joined the Yellow Turban Army, he was tantamount to a traitor, and in the face of the big swords and spears of the official army, except for a few young men who had the courage to rush to the official army and were finally cut into mud, most of the rest of the Yellow Turbans only ran away like headless flies. Although they didn't know where to flee or where to live, the obsession with survival in their hearts told them. Run, keep running, and if you stop, you will be pierced through the chest with a spear and broken by a broadsword.

Chu Fei led Huang Zhong, Dian Wei and others all the way towards Buji's lair. The closer you get to Bu Ji's lair, the more Yellow Turban thieves you will encounter. Along the way, although Chu Fei killed many Yellow Turban thieves who stood in the way, he also let go of many thieves who did not come forward to fight. Now looking at more and more yellow scarves, Chu Fei can't care about anything else. I saw Chu Fei, who was covered in blood, wantonly waving the blood-red tiger head coil dragon halberd in his hand, frantically harvesting the heads of people in front of him.

Seeing that there are countless Yellow Turban thieves who are fighting here, not only will they not be able to kill them for a while, but they are afraid that they will also walk away from the old nest not far away. The anxious Chu Fei swept back the Yellow Turban thieves who came to besiege him, and shouted to Huang Zhong and Dian Wei, the two generals who were stirring into the battle group not far away and blindly harvesting the heads of the Yellow Turbans: "Han Sheng, evil comes, don't fall in love." Lead the men and horses of the headquarters, guard my flanks, and follow me straight to the Yellow Dragon. ”

Huang Zhong and Dian Wei, who were killing in the distance, heard their lords shouting, and after dancing the long knives and halberds in their hands to cut down the yellow scarves in front of them, they led the soldiers beside them to move closer to Chu Fei.

Seeing that the second general led his soldiers to rush over, Chu Fei took the lead and killed the Yellow Turban thieves who were crowded on the long street in front. Huang Zhong and Dian Wei brandished the long knife in their hands and the double halberds in their hands, and they also charged on both sides of Chu Fei respectively. I saw that the three of them were like a torrent, forcibly dividing the black and oppressive yellow turban thieves on the long street in front of them into two groups.

Chu Fei's soldiers saw that their main general had opened a gap and ran towards Buji's lair, and everyone was also enthusiastic and followed the footsteps of their own main general from the gap.

Huangfu Song, who entered the Dongjun City, looked at the stumps and broken arms all over the street, as well as the rivers of blood, and the Yellow Turban rebels who fled in panic, and the regret in his eyes flashed.

After all, Huangfu Song, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, has never experienced any scenes, even if he has feelings in his heart, he will stop it in time, after all, he is still in the battlefield at this time.

After a quick inspection of the situation in Dongjun City, he saw Huangfu Song ask the Yellow Turban Descendant who showed him the way: "Where is the back road of the thief's lair?" ”

Originally, as an ordinary person, he usually couldn't even see their local county order. Now facing the pillar of the imperial court, the famous imperial court general Huangfu Song, the heart of the Yellow Turban is extremely nervous. I saw him trembling and pointing to the distance and saying, "General, that direction is their back road." It's just that I heard that the original owner of the house had a quirk, that is, there was no back door in the courtyard, so only one large and two small three doors in the front could enter and exit. ”

Looking at the trembling yellow scarf descending, Huangfu Song did not have any expression on his face. "If there is no back door to tear down the wall, it will be the back door, and now Yun Yang will definitely attack the front door with his own troops and horses. My hundred or so men and horses can't help much, so just guard their retreat, and the provincial one escapes from the thief. Huangfu Song, who was riding on a war horse, looked at the direction pointed by the Yellow Turban Descendant and said. It's just that I don't know if he said it to the Yellow Turban soldier or to the soldiers behind him. After saying a word, Huangfu Song raised the big knife in his hand and shouted: "The generals will listen to the order and follow me to the back of the thief's lair." Don't fight with the enemy along the way, rush! ”

"Rush!"

Chu Fei led Huang Zhong and Dian Wei to run wildly all the way with the long halberd, big knife, and double halberd in their hands, and all the Yellow Turban thieves who entered the killing range of the three were all killed. If the fate is better, Chu Fei and Huang Zhong's subordinates will leave a whole corpse, and they will fall into the attack range of Dian Wei, and they basically can't see the human form.

The three of them led the troops behind them until they reached the gate of the largest mansion in Dongjun City, only to see that in front of the closed tall Zhu Gate, there were even more yellow turban thieves holding knives, guns and sticks at this time. Countless thieves looked at the three monsters in front of them, with men and horses, and the weapons in their hands were all blood-red, and they were terrified.

Chu Fei looked at the Yellow Turban thieves who were holding hundreds of knives, guns, and sticks in front of the door, as well as the closed Zhu Gate, and then looked back at the soldiers who came up, and couldn't help but think to himself. Looking at this façade, I'm afraid that the house is not small, and I am afraid that I can't surround this house by relying on the people behind me. After all, although these yellow scarves at the door are still neatly dressed, they are still thin and uneven, and the equipment is not uniform. After destroying this wave of people, I'm afraid that there are rumored Yellow Turban wrestlers in the courtyard who are well-equipped and combat-powerful, so let's take down these miscellaneous soldiers first and then talk about the siege. As soon as he thought of this, Chu Fei gently raised the tiger head plate dragon halberd in his hand and shouted after dancing in the air: "Wait for the miscellaneous fish to die yet!" ”

The Yellow Turban Thieves were already frightened, but now after watching the humanoid blood beast in front of them speak, they retreated back in shock. Especially behind the distinctive snow-white teeth that Chu Fei revealed when he opened his mouth to drink, it was even more astonishingly white against the backdrop of blood. These ancients with yellow teeth had seen such white teeth, and in their opinion, Chu Fei, who was bathed in blood and had a mouthful of white teeth in front of them, was not a human at all, but an ancient fierce beast, a humanoid blood beast. Moreover, this humanoid blood beast actually made the air around it freeze between its breaths, otherwise how could everyone feel that their hands and feet were cold and their hearts trembled.

The originally silent atmosphere not only did not become popular under Chu Fei's shout, but became even more deadly. Feeling the atmosphere of death and the loud shout, Chu Fei's heart finally collapsed in front of him. They did not surrender on the ground as Chu Fei imagined, but rushed towards the officers and soldiers led by Chu Fei with their weapons raised and shouted.

"Ahh

"Ah, ah, fight!"

Looking at the hysterical Yellow Turban thief in front of him, Chu Fei raised the tiger head and dragon halberd in his hand and smiled angrily: "Kill the thief today, kill it!" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"