Night slowly fell, and the yellow scarves ran to their camp in disgrace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Qiang Ming and Qiang Zhen stood at the gate of the camp with ten of their subordinates with a big grin, looking through the firelight, and saw the two hundred comrades who went out, and there was no figure for a long time.

Qiang Zhen looked at Qiang Ming and sighed vigorously: "Those two leaders won't rob too much, and they want to hide it privately, so they haven't come back for a long time."

"I guess that's probably the case." Qiang Ming nodded heavily.

The ten men who followed behind them hurriedly chimed in.

"It's not a good thing to eat alone."

"So many brothers are staring at it, why should you share some benefits."

"If they don't share the benefits, our brothers will chop them up."

"Juchao Zheng's family said that where the grain is piled up."

"Nonsense, otherwise why would we be guarding here, it's not like we want to make some gains."

Just as there was a lot of discussion, a group of yellow scarves who had gone out to loot came with their bodies covered in wounds and carrying the corpses of the two leaders with their heads hanging down.

Qiang Ming and the others were silent for a moment, their mouths opened wide, who could tell them what was going on? Doesn't it mean that there are no young people in the seven villages below Chao County? Could it be that these two brothers lost their lives at the hands of those old and weak women and children?

Thinking of this, the two brothers shuddered, and the ten men behind looked at the two of them one by one as if admiring. Or the leader of his own family knows the current affairs, and the people in the account are crazy to snatch this beauty, what is the result. Didn't you come back lying down in the end? Went to two, both hung up.

Now it seems that it is better to keep the grain and grass.

Qiang Zhen watched the group of people walk in front of him, and couldn't help but ask them, "What happened?"

"We were ambushed and the leader was killed". A yellow scarf replied with a sad face, thinking that this time he would easily loot a large amount of food and beautiful women, but when a team of 100 Wu family soldiers appeared. All their fantasies have come to naught.

Qiang Ming couldn't help but be stunned, could it be that the intelligence of the Zheng family in the nest was wrong: "Ambush?"

"There are about 100 young people." The yellow turban thought for a moment and replied to Qiangming.

The corners of Qiang Ming's mouth twitched fiercely, and he asked him, "Hundred?" How could a hundred young men make you like this."

"First of all, we were caught off guard, and the leader had no choice but to let me withdraw from Guancun. He then joined his comrades in the rear and attacked again. But I didn't expect the smoke to be filled, and my eyes were swollen and painful, so I ......". The yellow scarf couldn't say anything more when he said this, after all, such a result was really unspeakable. They are the yellow turbans that dominate the world, and they have all experienced several battles, how could they be defeated so cleanly.

Qiang Zhen saw that these yellow scarves were all disgraced, so he relieved them of the siege: "Don't delay any longer, let's see the leader together."

"Yes". Everyone hurriedly received the order and followed Qiang Zhen to the big tent of the Chinese army.

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Dozens of big and small leaders poured into the big tent of the Chinese army. Seeing the atmosphere in the tent with a hint of sadness, I couldn't help but be stunned.

The two corpses lay in the middle, and the eyes of the leader on the main seat were red, as if he would turn into a fierce beast that loved people in the next moment.

All the leaders of the yellow turban snorted one after another, and they didn't dare to come out one by one.

The Yellow Turban leader looked around, wanting to immediately send troops to wipe out the village. But considering that the soldiers were tired and the three hundred enemy troops in Chao County were eyeing them behind, he immediately forced down the anger in his heart: "Just a hundred people, let you wait for more than half of the losses, throw away your armor and go back." It will even damage my two generals, so that this leader can swallow this breath."

"It's even more hateful that the Zheng clan of Juchao harmed my Yellow Turban Heavenly Army, causing our army to lose more than 100 elites." The more the Yellow Turban Leader spoke, the more angry he became, and his eyes pressed everyone so much that they were almost out of breath.

Qiangzhen felt the oppressive atmosphere and couldn't help but look at the leader. I wanted to say something, but I didn't dare to look back at it.

The leader of the yellow turban just looked at Qiang Zhen, and his tone was mixed with a hint of anger: "Qiang Zhen, what do you have to say."

"The subordinates think that this revenge must be avenged." Qiang Zhen was trembling and didn't dare to speak, and Qiang Ming immediately relieved him.

Hearing the word revenge, the Yellow Turban Leader ignored Qiang Zhen and gradually fell into deep thought.

Qiang Ming breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and hurriedly took the opportunity to speak again, looking like a dog-headed military advisor: "The officers and soldiers of our army are tired, and it is night now. It's better to leave those people to live one more night for the time being, and tomorrow we will recuperate, and it will not be too late to report and reply."

"My brother's words are what I think in my heart." When Qiang Zhen saw Qiang Ming's words, he immediately subconsciously agreed.

The yellow turban leader nodded slightly: "This is reasonable, let them live one more night."

Qiang Ming and the two breathed a sigh of relief and didn't say much. Qiang Zhen glanced at Qiang Ming gratefully, and Qiang Ming secretly showed a smug smile.

The Yellow Turban Leader naturally didn't notice the small movements of these two people, and looked around at the Yellow Turban soldiers with injuries on their bodies: "You wait and repeat what happened today in detail."

"Today, we are ordered by the leader to go to the seven villages under Chao County, and we ...... when we pass through Guan Village." Several Yellow Turban soldiers told the story of the battle in detail.

The leaders of the tent listened to these retellings, and gradually fell into deep thought. Subconsciously deduced, if it was one, what kind of reaction would he make, and the result was indeed a gasp.

When the last word dissipated, a Yellow Turban soldier looked at his own leader, who had long since died, and couldn't help but cry to the leader: "If it weren't for the wrong information told by the Zheng family, the leaders would not have lost their lives in confusion."

"Please also ask the leader to make decisions for us." Several Yellow Turban soldiers seemed to have found an outlet for their emotions and hurriedly pleaded with the leader.

The Yellow Turban Leader looked at the grizzled soldiers below, and felt a secret hatred in his heart. Thinking of one thing, his face sank and he suddenly became violent: "The Zheng family is at fault, and this leader will naturally get it back for you." But there are only 100 people in Guanzhuang, and you should be punished if you return in defeat. From now on, you will at once return to your tents, and tomorrow you will receive thirty lashes as a warning."

"Yes". Several Yellow Turban soldiers hurriedly saluted, turned around and walked out of the tent.

The Yellow Turban Leader's eyes looked at the corpses of the two leaders on the ground, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and ordered the backs of several Yellow Turban soldiers: "Carry the corpses of your leaders down to this leader."

Several Yellow Turban soldiers hurriedly turned around and walked out of the tent carrying the corpses of their respective leaders.

After seeing these people leave, the Yellow Turban leader looked around, and a trace of killing spread: "This revenge has to be avenged, and the order will go down." Tomorrow morning, 500 troops will be ordered to set foot on Guanzhuang for the leader."

"Yes". The leaders of the tent got up one after another, bowed to the leader, and then walked out of the tent like a tide.