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The footmen of Xia Quyang have appeared in sight, and there are more and more old and weak people who have fled back from the congestion, and Deng Ji and the others can only move forward against the flow of people.

Lao Tzu wants to step forward and fight hard, you can escape easily, when the horse's head was squeezed by a few old and weak, and the war horse jumped uneasily, pulling his wound painfully, Deng Ji suddenly became angry.

"Running a bird?" After the loud drink, Deng Ji's voice became louder: "The county soldiers are all pus, what are you afraid of?" ”

Hearing his words, several old and weak people hesitated, but seeing that no one stopped beside them, they ran forward with the flow of people.

Deng Ji scolded loudly: "Soft egg, lame goods!" When the old men are dead, where can you flee to? Will anyone take you in? If you don't get killed by officers and soldiers, you have to starve to death, sooner or later you will die, run a bird feather! ”

The sturdy people behind him also shouted: "Pimple Tun Chief is right, don't run away, let's fight with the officers and soldiers, there are not many of them!" ”

Anyway, the strong people also began to push and block the flow of people, and the people in front were forced to stop, but there were too many people who hugged forward, and soon the flow of people was driven, and some people whispered among them: "We can't eat enough, how can we come forward and work hard!" ”

There are so many people around, who is talking Deng Ji can't see it at all, he roared angrily: "If you don't work hard, there is only one way to die, everyone is not a great sage and good teacher, not for Qu Shuai, just for their own bad life, don't you dare to fight?" ”

Hearing this, the flow of people finally slowed down, and seeing that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, Deng Ji said loudly again: "There are people from Nanyang, some from Runan, and some from Yingchuan, Chenliu, and Dongjun, some are voluntary, some are coerced, some have died of children and grandchildren, some have died of their husbands and brothers, some have resentment against our moth thieves, and some are friendly, but now"

The flow of fugitives began to stop slowly, Deng Ji paused, and continued: "Now that the handsome Shan Genqu doesn't care about us, the government will not show mercy, in the eyes of the government, you are the same as me, you are all yellow turbans, except for the good head, they will not leave anything, where can you escape?" ”

"No matter what you did before, if you don't work hard now, there is only one way to die, are you willing?"

"Brother Pimple, I'll go with you!" It was only a teenage boy who spoke, he picked up a piece of gravel from the ground, and ran to Deng Jima with a stiff face: "If the officers and soldiers want to kill me, they have to break off a few of his teeth!" ”

This little boy Deng Ji recognized that it was Xu Dumutun's old and weak, his name was Li Lei, Chen Liuren, and his family all died in the plague, and he was an orphan from before the Yellow Turban.

Nodding at Li Lei, Deng Ji smiled and said, "Yes, even if we die, we have to pull a few officers and soldiers on our backs!" ”

With Li Lei taking the lead, there were a few people who were willing to fight with the officers and soldiers, and a white-haired old man hesitated with a cane: "But we are just old and weak, and we don't have the strength to kill." ”

"What's wrong with the old and weak? When you run for your life, you have a lot of strength! ”

Deng Ji drank to the old man, and then pointed to the soldiers and soldiers who were chasing from afar and said: "See clearly, they are only county soldiers, coming all the way north from Wancheng, and there are fewer county soldiers we have fought against?" How much stronger can they be than the old and weak? There are so many of us, even if we tear them apart with our hands! ”

"If you still want to continue to run for your life, just go, if you don't accept your fate, you want to earn a way to live for yourself, follow Lao Tzu Ma, as long as Lao Tzu is not dead, just follow well, let's tear them apart!"

Five hundred Quyang foot soldiers are getting closer and closer, and the distance is only more than fifty steps, and the good things are said, Deng Ji doesn't care about these people anymore, and rushes forward on horseback.

The sturdy men followed closely, shouting in unison as they ran: "Tear them apart!" ”

Li Lei pinched the stones: "Tear them apart!" ”

The old man carried his cane and followed without saying a word.

Several women put the child in their arms on the ground and said viciously: "Wait, my mother will go and earn you a way to live!" ”

At first it was just a few people, and then dozens or hundreds of people moved, and they picked up weapons, stones, and tree trunks on the ground, and when they didn't find anything, they turned back and rushed towards the officers and soldiers with their empty hands, and soon a stream of people was formed, and more and more people were enveloped in it, until they merged into a torrent, and the people screamed like madness: "Tear them apart!" ”

The shouts shook the sky, and before the torrent, Deng Ji took the lead.

There is no doubt that when the 500 officers and soldiers saw this scene, they were immediately stunned.

Originally, I was a knife warrior and a human fish, but it was only a few blinks of an eye, and the fish and meat were unwilling to die, and they showed their minions to fight hard.

Look at this torrent, at least 3,000 people rushed back, and then behind, there were some people who had fled far away before desperately rushing back.

The old and weak are not all without combat power, especially those old men, the two Han Dynasty implement the military service system of all the soldiers, although the combat power of the county army is not high, but all men began to serve in the military at the age of twenty-three, and after the end of the two-year military service, they can more or less learn one or two hands, and now although they are old and lacking in strength, they can also play two more, especially after the top-notch few grabbed the combined weapons, they quickly regained their original feelings, and the skills were not under such a strong pawn as the horse skin, which made people feel that they were not old.

The military service lasts for two years, and the county soldiers are only farmers who have served in the military for less than a year, and they have to go to the border and Beijing to serve in the second year, so in addition to weapons, the county soldiers are not stronger than the Yellow Turbans, and they can only fight with the wind, and they are rushed by thousands of old and weak, and the first one is Deng Ji leading the strong to kill, but it was completely overwhelmed by the Yellow Turban crowd in a moment.

Everything in this world is one thing and the other is good, the old and weak of the yellow turban are crazy and desperate, after half an hour, they completely rotated five hundred officers and soldiers to death, and even the county lieutenant who led the troops failed to escape, before the charge, Deng Ji shouted in his mouth to tear them apart, and when the old and weak became ferocious, there were few corpses of five hundred officers and soldiers that could remain intact after the war.

Although the old and weak also paid the price of three or four hundred casualties, the result was much stronger than being chased all the way by the officers and soldiers.

After the war, the Liutun who stayed in the rear team to take care of the old and weak were strong, and only more than 40 people survived, and most of the 100 people who followed him when Deng Ji finally attacked Quyang's foot soldiers, most of them were the original home team members who joined after being dispersed by the old and weak.

Including Xu Dumu, four of the six tun chiefs died, and one surnamed Zhang survived, but lost an arm.

When Deng Ji found Fang Meng's body, Xie Yun was scolding loudly, Mao's clothes were stained with blood, and he stood aside and wept.

"Get up!"

"You bully the master and evil slave, the master said that he would kill you, who told you to die first?"

Xie Yun scolded nonsense in his mouth, and there was a mist in his eyes.

Fang Meng fell to the ground on his back, a spear stuck in his throat, and not far ahead, there was a heavily armored officer and soldier who died exactly like him.

Seeing Deng Ji coming, Mao whispered on the side: "He is here to save our mother and son."

Deng Ji nodded, pulled Xie Yun, gently pressed his head on his chest, and stroked softly: "Don't be discouraged, don't be sad, he died for your mother and son, no complaints!" ”

When Fang Meng occupied the Mao family, it was just for selfish desires, but at the critical moment, he could also die for this mother and son, which may also be a small microcosm in the troubled times.

In the embrace, a low sobbing voice came softly.

In addition to Fang Meng, Niu Jian also died, he was trampled to death by a war horse.

There are too many life and death in the troubled times, except for Xu Dumu and his deep relationship, Deng Ji has no time to be sad anymore, at this moment, he has more important things to do.

The two marshals of Qigen and Yu Gengen abandoned the old and weak and fled, and after a chaotic struggle, these thousands of old and weak, more than 100 strong, heavy livestock, and the wounded soldiers of yesterday's battle on the baggage cart were all gone.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is called the king, if you talk about the highest official position in the Yellow Turban, these people should be the first to count the Che Huang, but unfortunately he is still seriously injured, and several of his subordinates are also seriously injured, so naturally it is not his turn to call the shots.

In addition to Che Huang, the highest rank is Deng Ji and the severed arm tun chief surnamed Zhang, Deng Ji shined in this battle, and he has the support of his own tunxia and Xu Dumu tun, so it is natural that Deng Ji has become the one who can call the shots.

In his previous life, Deng Ji had read books for nearly ten years, he was a poor latecomer, and he had never even been a leader at the level of a group leader, but now he actually controlled the life and death of thousands of people, which was really difficult for a person who had no knowledge and no strategy.

The first thing to face is to decide the itinerary first, although the officers and soldiers of Xiaquyang have been killed, the city is empty, and Jingguan, including Zhang Bao's body, is also close at hand, but the officers and soldiers may be killed back at any time, and Deng Ji is not interested in those.

It's better to save your life first!

I don't know the geography, I don't know the time, according to the art of war, he is not a good candidate to be the commander, but according to the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid the evil, since the elite heavy armor cavalry can not be provoked, then good, Lao Tzu did the opposite, far away from you, your officers and soldiers went to the northwest to chase and kill the main force of the Yellow Turban Brigade, Lao Tzu went to the southeast, first escaped with his life.

So, under the command of the young commander, the old and weak carried the wounded onto the baggage cart, retrieved the lost livestock in the mountains, stripped the corpses of usable armor and weapons, and did not even bother to bury the dead companions, and the brigade hurriedly fled along the southeast.