The sound of hurried footsteps interrupted the conversation between the two, Qiu Zhong didn't have time to wipe the sweat on his forehead to calm down a little, and bowed to Wu Hao: "The defeated Yellow Turban bandit Kou Yi and the rear reinforcements converge, and they are about to arrive at the entrance of the village at this time, and I ask Gongzi to make plans early." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Where is Wu Long". Listening to this piece of information, a sense of urgency rose in Wu Hao's heart. I didn't have time to explain to Liu Ye, so I looked at the wall and asked loudly.

From this voice, Wu Long sensed that something big was about to happen. hurriedly ran down the village wall and bowed to Wu Hao: "What do you command?"

"The Yellow Turban bandits are about to arrive at the entrance of the village, calculate the time to be here in about two quarters of an hour, in order to save time, you immediately gather the old and weak women and children in the village to collect the fallen leaves and dead branches, I will be of great use." Wu Hao commanded directly to Wu Long.

Wu Long didn't ask much when he heard the order, and immediately respectfully received the order: "No."

Before the words dissipated, Wu Long had turned around and walked towards the village, and not long after that, an old and weak woman and child were collecting fallen leaves in the village, and Guan Ren and Guan Yi walked out with a group of children holding leaves.

Wu Hao looked at the group of children who came out and smiled, Liu Ye looked at this scene and was silent in his heart, why should the people in the world be in chaos. Now that it has come to the point where it is time for children to contribute.

Guan Ren looked at Wu Hao with a puzzled gaze: "Big brother asked us to put these fallen leaves we picked up, where do we put them?"

"Sprinkle it in front of you." Wu Hao pointed to the open space in front of him and commanded the children.

Guan Ren waved his hand and ordered to a group of friends behind him: "Big brother, let's scatter the fallen leaves in our hands in front, do you hear clearly?"

"Brother, we are not deaf, we have long heard clearly." Guan Yi whispered to Guan Ren, but when he saw his brother's stern gaze, he immediately shut up and didn't dare to say more.

Guan Ren snorted arrogantly, and led the young men to start throwing the fallen leaves in their hands.

Liu Ye seemed to think of something, and looked at the middle-aged man beside him: "Time is pressing, you take someone to get some water and scatter the fallen leaves on the ground." Don't sprinkle too much, lest you fall short."

"No". When the man heard Liu Ye's words, he turned around and walked into the village with a few guards.

Wu Hao looked at this scene and did not stop it, and proposed to him: "It's better for us to go to the village wall, I don't know what you think."

"Just what I want". After Liu Ye finished speaking, he didn't wait for Wu Hao to lead the way, and walked to the village by himself.

Wu Hao couldn't help but smile when he saw Liu Ye's appearance, looked at the children who were scattering fallen leaves, and walked into the village.

A woman, an old man, and a child walked out of the Zhuangzi with fallen leaves in their arms and scattered them in the open space in front of them. Then he turned back to the village and picked up the fallen leaves, back and forth to the open space in front of him, so that there was a layer of leaves, and a dozen sparse piles of inconspicuous dead branches.

Wu Hao looked around and saw dozens of branch soldiers staring at the outside of the village with bows and arrows on their backs and spears on their backs, and immediately ordered them: "Immediately go to the village to find combustible things, wrap arrows and raise a fire, and be sure to make a rocket for each person before the arrival of the Yellow Turban bandits."

"No". Dozens of soldiers responded to the promise and walked under the village wall one after another. Liu Ye couldn't help but smile as he watched his guards sprinkle water in front of him.

After a while, the fire rose, Wu Hao looked ahead and nodded secretly, and dozens of family soldiers also took their places. looked at Wu Long, and immediately ordered: "Immediately recall the people outside the village, close the village gate and wait for the yellow turban bandits."

"No". Wu Long bowed and walked down the village wall and greeted outside. An old and weak woman and child who were still outside walked into the village one after another, and then a heavy sound sounded, and the door of the village was closed tightly.

A gust of autumn wind came with countless withered yellow leaves, the rustling sound of the landing, and the aura of slaughter quietly spread. The old and weak women and children waited quietly in the village, and dozens of soldiers from the branch line were waiting for them.

A group of bandits wearing yellow scarves appeared outside the village in front, and standing in the front row were all strong men with broad bodies and round waists, holding weapons and eyes full of anger. A silent sense of oppression came to the face, and dozens of branch soldiers standing on the village wall couldn't help but tighten their hearts. If there is no wall to block it, I am afraid that there will be more than one bad luck on the flat ground.

The two strong men dressed as yellow turban leaders carried the big knives in their hands, and looked at the Zhuangzi in front of them with a contemptuous smile: "How can the mere earthen wall stop us and others, when the brother department captures this Zhuangzi, he will avenge the virtuous brother."

"Thank you big brother and little brother for being willing to be a pioneer before the snow." The leader of the Yellow Turban standing on the left showed an indignant look, thinking of the scene that had just been defeated by these people in front of him, and asked for battle against the people next to him.

The leader of the yellow scarf standing on the right immediately waved his hand: "Why should there be any pioneers among dozens of people."

"The order is to go down and our whole army will attack, and after the breakthrough of this village, there will be no old, weak, women and children left. The prestige of my Yellow Turban Heavenly Army must be poured out with their blood." Without waiting for the person next to him to reply, the leader of the yellow scarf standing on the right gave an order to his subordinates behind him.

Listening to this murderous military order, the spirits of the more than 160 Yellow Turban bandits were shocked, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light. He bowed to the two leaders standing in front of him and received the order in unison: "Obey."

More than 160 Yellow Turban bandits rushed out in the direction of the village one by one like tigers descending from the mountain.

Looking at the yellow turban bandits who were about to pounce, Wu Hao silently calculated the shooting range of the bow and arrow in his heart, and then raised his head slightly, and the immature and majestic voice sounded on the Zhuang wall: "Release the arrow."

Dozens of soldiers of the branch quickly bent their bows and arrows, and a rain of arrows pounced down. More than 160 Yellow Turban bandits dodged one after another, and the leader of the Yellow Turban bandits in the rear showed a sneer. A few dozen arrows are weak and weak, and the unofficial archers have nothing to fear. I think that when we followed the three generals of heaven, earth and man to sweep the world, what kind of corpse mountain and sea of blood had not been seen, and it was just wishful thinking to be murderous with this little trick.

Seeing that they were about to rush to the gate of the village, the two yellow turban leaders did not hesitate to rush forward with the big knives in their hands.

The Yellow Turban bandits slammed into Zhuangmen through the rain of arrows, and the village's defense was not as perfect as the county town after all, and it seemed to be crumbling in the successive impacts.

Wu Hao didn't hesitate to pick up the longbow, turned around and pulled out a rocket in the fire. Seeing this, dozens of branch soldiers immediately reacted, and at the same time turned around and drew arrows.

Holding his breath and staring intently, he stared at an inconspicuous dead branch in front of him, and with a slight release of his hand, the arrow flew into it with flames. Dozens of rockets followed, and the flames spread rapidly with a puff of smoke.

When the two Yellow Turban bandits saw the rocket flying, they immediately stretched out a trace of ominousness, and then saw the smoke rolling from behind, and were shocked and shouted to their side: "Withdraw, withdraw quickly."

The Yellow Turban bandits woke up, but unfortunately it was too late, the billowing smoke covered their eyes, and their piercing eyes hurt and they didn't dare to open their eyes.

The sound of the air breaking sounded, and a round of arrows flew with a bloodthirsty cold front, and dozens of Yellow Turban bandits had no time to dodge and fell in a pool of blood.

The leader of the Yellow Turban bandits was furious, but after all, after a long battle, he found a fighter plane to turn defeat into victory in an instant, and immediately shouted without thinking: "If you want to live, break through this village gate immediately, otherwise everything will be over."

The Yellow Turban bandit came to his senses when he heard these words, forcibly endured the pain of the thick smoke in his eyes, and attacked the village gate desperately.

Smoke was approaching, obscuring the view. Wu Hao frowned, and secretly made up his mind in his heart to order to the dozens of branch soldiers around him: "The eyes of the bandits are injured by the thick smoke, and I am willing to fight to the death."

"Wish". Dozens of soldiers of the branch clan shouted in unison, discarding their bows and picking up their spears on the ground. A momentum of seeing death as if it were home quietly spread.

Seeing this, Wu Hao was arrogant in his heart, looked at his friend Liu Ye on the side, and saw that his expression was as usual, and then ordered the soldiers around him: "Open the door of the village and kill the enemy."

"No". All of a sudden, dozens of branch soldiers seemed to see not a teenager, but a heroic hero. The spear in his hand stomped heavily under his feet, and his morale instantly rose.

The gate of the village was opened, and dozens of soldiers of the branch were already in formation behind them, and their spears were pointing forward. More than a dozen Yellow Turban bandits who had not yet reacted were caught off guard and lost their lives.

A soldier of the famous branch line rushed into the smoke outside the village with a spear in his hand, and then the sound of killing rang out.

Listening to the sound of fighting in his ears, Liu Ye was standing aside. Looking at the outside of Zhuang under the thick smoke, the slightly unreal figure fell into deep thought.