Before he died, Liu Dai finally understood that all this was a conspiracy on Mount Tai's side, but now that he understands it, what's the use! I regret that I shouldn't have listened to Bao Yuncheng!

With his head flying high, Liu Dai took one last look at the flowery Puyang City, as for who Yanzhou ultimately belonged to! He doesn't care anymore because he's dead!

No matter how magnificent the mountains and rivers are, they have nothing to do with him after all! What happens after death is not with the dead!

As soon as Liu Dai died, tens of thousands of elites panicked, how could they have the heart to fight to the death with the Yellow Turban Army, under the leadership of their respective generals, slowly leaning together, when the city gate opened at that moment, quickly entered the city gate, and finally slammed, the city gate was closed, and only hundreds of people were left outside the city to fight against the Yellow Turban army that could not be seen.

In desperation, they surrendered one after another! It's not that they don't want to fight, it's really a huge disparity in strength, and if they don't surrender, there is only a dead end!

Besides, their boss hasn't abandoned them and left this life on this Puyang battlefield, what's the point!

Simply, it's better to vote, and it's not a good thing to be a yellow scarf!

Hundreds of heads instantly disarmed and surrendered, when they saw that these hundreds of people came to these Qingzhou yellow scarves, all of them were yellow and thin, all of them dragged their families, and there were not many complexions that were normal, their hearts moved, and finally sighed, it is not easy to survive in this world.

Since Dong Zhuo burned a fire in Luoyang City, the world has been in turmoil, and the princes everywhere are fighting for the territory, you fight for me, the butcher's knife is raised, and the heads of the people are all in the hands of these people The moment the butcher's knife is raised, it rolls to the ground.

A fire in Luoyang directly burned the moral bottom line of the princes of the world, attacking the city and destroying the wall, killing the good and risking the merits, how many innocent people died in their hands.

How many people are displaced and homeless, isn't it caused by these people!

Among these Yellow Turban troops, there was a military tent that looked more majestic in the past, and hundreds of soldiers were brought in, all of them kneeling, not daring to look up at the person sitting on the main seat.

"Big brother, it's been a year!"

Looking at these soldiers, the strong men with beards sitting in the second place, a flash of excitement flashed in their eyes.

The big man sitting on the throne showed nostalgia on his face, but after a year, they felt as if they had lived a lifetime, and the time had passed so long that they had forgotten their way home.

A year ago, the two of them were assigned to Qingzhou, and each led their men and horses to settle down in Qingzhou, and the two gradually developed in Qingzhou, wantonly expanding the team.

During this period, the two of them were also very complicated in their hearts, after all, when one person held so many people, he would not be moved!

But only when they are in charge of their own family do they know the hardships of being in charge, with such a large population, it is not easy for them to maintain the status quo, and they always feel that even if they occupy the mountain as the king, they have no future, and it is better to have a future when they are in Mount Tai.

Xiahou Yuan and Le Jin had a thousand words in their hearts and wanted to cry to Cao Cao, they had really suffered too much in the past year.

The commander of the army and this kind of commander is nearly a million people, and the problem of managing these people's eating, drinking, and Lazar is enough to make Xiahou Yuan and Le Jin have a headache half to death, and even they once wanted to write a letter to Taishan County, asking Cao Cao to send a person to help, but every time at this time, after the letter has been written, Xiahou Yuan thought about it again, and finally burned the brocade silk and broke this idea.

After this year's time, the two of them have suffered a little, but the harvest is also huge, and the two of them have found that after this year's time of tempering, they can handle both big and small things very well.

If it were a year ago, when they encountered a difficult situation, the first thing they did was to ask others, instead of calming down and thinking carefully about how to overcome the current dilemma.

And the two of them also found a situation, that is, the things they have dealt with before, and there is a great chance that they will find out next time, if it happens at that time, they will not panic as before, they will deal with it very calmly, and they will handle things very handily.

This can be said to be a big gain for them, Xiahou Yuan is happy to enter the two, Le Jin's feelings are very big, he understands that if there is no Xiahou Yuan by his side, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago.

Recalling that half a year ago, the Yellow Turban soldiers under his command almost rebelled and killed themselves, and when he returned to that time, Le Jin broke out in a cold sweat.

One step away, one step away, almost killed!

After a loss, Xiahou Yuan came in time, first suppressed the civil uprising, and then dealt with it in time, so that it did not cause a catastrophe.

Xiahou Yuan has a life-saving grace for Le Jin, and in the past six months, Le Jin has also learned a lot from Xiahou Yuan, for Le Jin, Xiahou Yuan is the kind of existence like a teacher and a brother, and he is quite respectful of Xiahou Yuan.

However, they also knew that once the mission was over, they and the soldiers they had come with in the first place would disappear!

In the past year, their faces have changed greatly, whether it is Xiahou Yuan or Le Jin, they are confident that they will die without a trace of doubt in their hearts.

As for these hundreds of soldiers, of course they are useful, it is impossible for them to stay on the side of Dongjun all the time, otherwise how to put pressure on these county guards and county commanders up and down Yanzhou, without pressure, how to carry out the plan in the future.

On the second day, at dawn, nearly a million Yellow Turban soldiers left with their families in tow, nearly a million moved, this movement was very loud, and the officials up and down Puyang were immediately happy, and the plague god finally left.

But the officials in Puyang are happy, but the officials in other places are frightened, sometimes in their sleep, they will wake up, touch the cold sweat on their foreheads, and mistakenly think that the Yellow Turban Army has broken through the city gate and killed in!

Nearly one million Yellow Turban Army, even if they don't know the combat effectiveness, but this number will scare them to death!

Even Yanzhou's biggest leader, Liu Dai and Liu Tingshi, have been killed, and now Yanzhou has no leader, no one obeys anyone, and they can't unite as one.

Bao Xin, who had already returned to Jibei, learned that Liu Dai had died, and the wine glass in his hand slammed and fell to the ground, and the whole person was stuck there.

Bao Xin is not an ordinary person, in an instant, he understood that there was something wrong with Liu Dai's death! But people are already dead, so what if there is a problem?

Now what he has to think about is not how Liu Dai died, but what he has to do in the face of the terrifying number of Yellow Turban Army!

Suddenly, a figure flashed in Bao Xin's mind, and he whispered: "This move is wonderful, it seems that you have included me." ”

Immediately, he had an idea in his heart, and what to do next, Bao was also very clear in his confidence.