Chapter 20: Spare His Life

The Taiping Dao uprising was angry for Emperor Ling of Han, but it was not terrible. has been in power for almost 20 years, no matter how corrupt this is under his leadership, and how mediocre the government is. After all, this is an era of imperial power, the Han Dynasty has been established for more than 400 years, and Yu Wei is still there, even if Emperor Ling of Han is losing virtue and being mediocre, Emperor Han is Emperor Han.

Zhang Jiao's crusade reached the ears of Emperor Han Ling, and Emperor Han Ling was about to explode. I can be mediocre, but whoever says I'm mediocre, I'll punish him for the nine clans.

The eunuch group led by Zhang Rang knelt pitifully, and at this moment, Emperor Han Ling didn't pay attention to them at all after venting his anger.

"Uncle Guo, how is the transfer of soldiers and horses?" At this moment, Emperor Han Ling's main concern was when he would be able to exterminate this gang of rebels.

"Your Majesty, my army is ready to set off in the near future. His Majesty is waiting in the palace for the news of the great victory of Vice President Huang and others. He Jin patted his chest and said.

The imperial army will set off in a few days, but Zhang Bao and others are still blocked from Rongcheng, and they have not even arrived in Jizhou. Everyone frowned for a while.

Suddenly, a group of troops appeared on the official road. The reason why I say yes is because this army has a variety of weapons, hoes, rakes, and wooden sticks. As for what is worn on the body, there are even some broken nails, and some are gorgeous, but they feel very awkward, as if they don't fit, but they have to be worn on the body. The only thing that agreed was that everyone had yellow scarves wrapped around their foreheads. Seeing this, Zhang Bao's heart moved.

In front of them were two officers who looked like people, riding two horses, wearing some tattered armor, and the most eye-catching thing on the whole body was the weapons of the two wounded, shining with tiles. There were also unwiped blood stains on it.

When Zhang Bao saw them, that army also saw Zhang Bao and them. Only one of the leaders had a light eye, turned back to his subordinates and said, "Sons, surround them for me." ”

This squad is about fifty people, and it is still very easy to surround Zhang Bao and them, although the discipline seems to be loose, but the leader's words still have to be listened to.

Before Zhang Bao and them could reflect, one of the leaders, with a treacherous look, came to Zhang Bao and a group of people, and said in a high-spirited manner: "You guys, leave the things, the women can get out of the rest while the women stay." Grandpa is in a good mood today and doesn't want to kill you. ”

In the crowd, some sharp-eyed people saw Wanrou, and their eyes lit up and echoed: "Hurry up and get out, didn't you hear what our general said." ”

Leaders always like to be sycophants from their subordinates, especially one who seems to have suddenly taken a small position from the bottom.

The treacherous leader of this face is named Du Hui, who is a gangster who gathers a group of people to do evil in the village, and no one hates him. Now that the Taiping Dao uprising, a group of thugs were immediately gathered together and thrown into the rebel army. Relying on being very spicy, he was favored by his boss, so he was appointed as a small leader. As for the other leader, his face was full of fortitude, and he was very unaccustomed to Du Hui's actions, and his face was full of disgust, but people have to be optimistic, he is positive, and he is just a deputy.

"Presumptuous, who are you waiting for?" Among them, Guo Da angrily scolded these people. "Hmph, grandpa told you that grandpa is the Yellow Turban Army of Taiping Road, the small leader of the Yellow Turban Army. Du Hui. I saw Du Hui say triumphantly.

Everyone's faces changed, and Zhang Bao also had an ugly face, and said gloomily: "Yellow Turban Army? Taiping Taoists? The Yellow Turban Army is a righteous army, and the uprising is to create a place for the dawn people of the world to live and live. You are waiting for such a thing, and you have the face to say that you are the Yellow Turban Army? ”

What Zhang Bao was worried about finally appeared. The Yellow Turban Army uprising, to put it bluntly, was a group of ordinary people uprising, no military discipline, no system, just relying on slogans to recruit soldiers everywhere, no threshold to increase troops, although the team was strengthened, but it was also a large number of treacherous people mixed in the team.

This is not a special phenomenon, it is certainly a very common phenomenon in the Yellow Turban Army. A person who lives at the bottom of the social association suddenly has a right, and it is a right without specific constraints, and the consequence is to frantically retaliate against those who have hurt him, and the other is to hate the rich, hating all the rich, and such a bad will soon be suppressed.

Although Zhang Bao is not a person who has been in a high position for a long time, he is the No. 2 person in Taiping Road after all. There is still that oppressive momentum in his body.

When Zhang Bao scolded him, Du Hui was slightly cowardly in his heart, and then he became angry. When Du Hui was in trouble, he was a bully who was afraid of the hard. The people who oppress are honest people, and as for those celebrities who are to God, he doesn't dare to give Du Hui ten dares. There was once an evil that was scolded by a local squire.

Now that he was reprimanded like this again, the oppressed hatred suddenly exploded, and he said angrily: "Don't give face, since you don't want to live or not, Lao Tzu will fulfill you." ”

"It's you, Lao Tzu cut you first." Du Hui hated Zhang Baozhi and wanted to kill him by name. How could Zhou Cang and the others do what he wanted, only to see Du Hui stabbing with a gun, Zhou Cang shouted: "Give me death." It was also a leap of the horse, dodging Du Hui's spear, and at the same time raising it high in his hand, the steel knife full of murderous intent was a little dazzling in the sun, Du Hui's face was pale, and he wanted to escape but had nowhere to escape.

With a "flutter", Zhou Cangsheng split Du Hui in half and fell off the horse. Zhou Cang's face was sprayed all over by Du Hui's blood, and Fang Ning, who was full of murderous aura and blood on his face, looked at the soldiers around him.

Everyone was stunned, and the leader of Du Hui was dead. The little minion who patted Du Hui's ass was even more dry, his legs were weak, and he suddenly sat on the ground, leaving a yellow liquid full of anger under his body, and the little minion who was close moved to the side in disgust.

Zhou Cang, who hacked Du Hui to death with a knife, looked at the other leader without saying a word. The person with a resolute face is named Sima Ju, although his surname is Sima, he is not of the same clan as the Sima family in Hanoi. He was a native of Xu Tian, and because he was insulted by a bully, he couldn't stop his anger for a while and killed him. Later, he died in the world, knew about the Taiping uprising, and joined the rebel army. At the moment, my lips are also a little dry.

The martial arts of this person in front of him are too strong, Du Hui, his person is very spicy, but his martial arts are sparse, if he fights with himself, he can also kill him. But at the very least, there will be a few rounds of fighting. But the person in front of him slashed Du Hui into two pieces with a clean knife. Strong is the strongest person I have ever met.

Sima Ju's lips were dry every day, and he drove his horse forward, and arched his hand: "Your Excellency's martial arts are outstanding, and you are better than Sima Juduoye, but I am the Yellow Turban Army, and the Yellow Turban Army is not allowed to be expected, so please." ”

With that, sit on horseback, lift the spear, and put yourself in a good position. Zhou Cang's face was a little calm, not like the disdain he had for Du Hui just now. Zhengse said: "Please." ”

The two shot almost at the same time, Sima Ju stabbed at Zhou Cang's door with a gun, only to see that his spear was like a dragon, instantly swallowed, like a bow and arrow, Zhou Cang's face was calm, the horizontal knife held the spear, only to hear the sound of "choking", and the piercing sound of the iron striking came into everyone's ears.

Sima Ju saw that a stab did not work, so he changed the stab to a block, and hit Zhou Cang with his waist, his strength was fierce, if he hit his body, his waist would really be broken, but Zhou Cang was also strong in martial arts. Bow your head and stick to the horse's back, dangerously dodging Sima Ju's spear, Zhou Cang took advantage of Sima Ju's old gun style, and it was too late to make a new plan, and he also cut it with a knife, Sima Ju also wanted to dodge like Zhou Cang, but the equestrian skills were not as skilled as Zhou Cang, and "poof" fell off the horse.

Although Zhou Cangjing Sima Ju was a man, he didn't want to let him go, he raised his knife and cut it, the knife was still the same knife, the knife full of cold in the sun, some of it was dazzling.

Sima Ju, who closed his eyes, was not afraid of death, and asked himself in his heart: Am I going to die? It's okay to be dead. The reason why Sima Ju joined the rebel army was because he knew how much oppression and exploitation the people at the bottom of the society had suffered, and he joined the rebel army to overthrow this unscrupulous court. Then the current performance of the rebel army made Sima Ju deeply disappointed. Death is perhaps the best relief.

"Spare him his life." I heard one person shouting loudly. Sima Ju opened his eyes and saw that it was the person who had scolded Du Hui before.