Whether Yuan Shao is busy or not, no one knows. However, Wang Guo is really busy now.

The small open space was full of exhausted defeated Yellow Turban soldiers. These weapons and armor were all lost, and only one guy who ran out of his body was left, lying on the ground.

Some of them were wounded, moaning in pain. Some of them were too tired to do so, so they fell asleep. Some are still spiritual, but they are not honest, scolding this and that. The whole makeshift camp, that's a mess!

However, what Wang Guo hates the most are a few guys who have held some positions in the Yellow Turban Army. As soon as they took a breath, these leaders who slipped away quickly began to entangle their subordinates, gather in circles, and discuss their next move.

Due to the effective manpower, most of them were taken away by Zhang Qi and went to carry out the ambush mission, Wang Guo was mostly old and weak in his hands, and in the face of those strong Yellow Turban wharves, his confidence was obviously insufficient.

As a result, the leader of the Yellow Turban, who lacked deterrence, almost made trouble with his subordinates. Thanks to these guys who fled, there were no handsome figures, and they couldn't gather many people. Otherwise, Wang Guo would not be able to suppress the chaos of these defeated army leaders.

So, when Zhang Mad returned with a large group of men and prisoners, what he saw was a tall and vicious-looking Yellow Turban leader, entangled the defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army No. 20 and 30, and shouted loudly there, asking Wang Guo to provide some delicious food, such as fish, meat, and so on.

Of course, Wang Guo didn't pay attention to the shouts of these guys. The pot of wild venison he had people boil was supposed to welcome the return of the arrogant victory and give the warriors of war as a reward. For this guy who suddenly jumped out, Wang Guo dealt with a few words with a cold face, and didn't care too much.

As a result, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, with a large number of men, made a lot of noise there. Look at his posture, if it weren't for the fact that he was too embarrassed by the rout and lacked weapons in his hands, he was afraid that he would have caught fire on the spot.

"Xiao has a big mouth! What a noise! Don't disturb Lao Tzu's sleep! ”

The arrogance of the leader of the Yellow Turban Army was that even some of the Yellow Turban Army, who were also defeated, couldn't stand it. Another leader of the Yellow Turban Army, who probably doesn't deal with that guy very well, scolded loudly.

"Guo Damu, you dog take a mouse, what are you doing! Lao Tzu fought with the officers and soldiers for most of the night, why can't he even eat meat? ”

As he spoke, this Xiao had a big mouth and didn't forget to glance at the position where the meat was boiled.

"you, sister, sister! You bastard, you even threw away the knife, and you dare to say that you fought with the officers and soldiers! ”

That Guo Damu pointed to his chest, a freshly bandaged wound on it.

"Take a look, look at it, this is the person who has just fought with the officers and soldiers!"

"Yo? You old boy, you hurt yourself by playing with a knife? ”

That Xiao Dazui was originally in the township, and he had obviously been a "loafer", that is, the so-called ruffian hooligan, and his verbal nonsense was really not bad. As he spoke, he walked over to Guo Damu.

"Let my brother see, is your kid really injured or fake?"

Hearing this, the seven or eight Yellow Turban Army soldiers around Guo Damu all changed color. One of them, a little man who was less than six feet tall, suddenly jumped up from the ground, and with a sharp childish voice, he shouted loudly:

"You dare to talk nonsense, I stabbed you!"

Although Xiao Dazui is arrogant, he is a guy who has both eyes and hand. Seeing this teenage little hairy child, holding a dagger, he pounced on him, and he didn't care. Seeing where the other party was coming from, he suddenly flew up and kicked the little hairy boy in the stomach.

Although he didn't use all his strength, Xiao Dazui estimated that this kick was enough to teach this reckless kid what it means to fly in the air.

Then, there was a fluttering kick in this domineering, but there was only a feeling of emptiness.

- Kick in the air?!

Xiao Da's mouth was stunned, and suddenly there was a familiar pain in his stomach, and his body habitually bent down, and he felt a coldness on his neck. That high-pitched child's voice sounded in his ears, as if it was about to puncture his eardrums!

"If you don't apologize, you're dead!"

This change happened in an instant, making onlookers feel dizzy. Wang Guo on the side saw the movements of this little hairy boy clearly.

Flying, dodging, kneeling, and hijacking, the whole process is like walking in the clouds, all in one go. Although there is no martial arts foundation, it brings the flexibility of the child's body to the limit.

At this moment, Wang Guo had the idea of accepting apprentices.

However, that Xiao has a big mouth, but he is also hard. During the Qin and Han dynasties, the folk customs were extremely strong. A character like Xiao Dazui, who can wander around the countryside, do not produce, and can survive, if he didn't have some singleton spirit who is not afraid of death, he would have been driven away by the villagers long ago.

Now, being held to his neck with a knife by a small child, Xiao Dazui, although he panicked in his heart, still held his neck and refused to bow his head.

"If you have a kind, you will kill Lao Tzu......"

Of course, in the case of life and death in the hands of others, Xiao spoke with a big mouth, and his tone was much softer.

"What are you doing here!"

Just as there was a commotion in the makeshift camp, a huge voice startled those guys who had gathered around outside to watch the excitement.

A nine-foot-tall man, holding a long-handled machete weighing forty or fifty pounds, was covered in blood and strode in from the outside.

As soon as they saw this fierce appearance, some of the Yellow Turban soldiers who were chased and killed by the Han army were so nervous that they turned around and fled.

Seeing this, Wang Guo hurriedly led people to shout:

"It's your own people! Qu Shuai is back victorious! ”

Under the stunned defeat of the Yellow Turban Army, a team with a signature yellow scarf wrapped around its head and a murderous aura on its body squeezed out of the darkness of the road.

They were few in number, and they did not raise the flag. However, the blood stains on their bodies, the human head on their waists, and the war horses they were holding in their hands had betrayed them deeply.

Seeing the back of the team again, the surprised defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army couldn't help but make noise one by one.

-- Aren't the captives who were escorted in the ranks, dejected, and wearing red uniforms, the Han cavalry who chased after them so desperately that they almost broke their legs?

"That's amazing!"

"It's a majestic ......"

"It's just ......"

The noise was just raised for a moment, and immediately lowered. The defeated soldiers of the Yellow Turbans looked at these good men who had returned victoriously in awe, and they were afraid that their voices would be loud and cause the other party's unhappiness.

Insolence rode on his black warhorse, in high spirits. This energetic appearance really shocked these embarrassed defeated soldiers at once. With a good beginning, the subsequent incorporation should be much smoother, right?

At this time, Zhou Cang had already brought Xiao Dazui, Xiao Maozi and Guo Damu to the arrogant horse. Zhang Qi got off the horse, and listened to Wang Guo, who was left behind, after telling what happened, his face was expressionless, but his brain was running at full speed, thinking about the best way to solve the problem.

"Follow me!"

The group followed the arrogance and came to the pot of meat that caused the trouble. The smell of fragrant meat drilled straight into everyone's nostrils, making these yellow scarves who were not rich in oil and water, including Zhang Qiang himself, couldn't help but drool.

"Gurgling ......"

It's the sound of the stomach.

"Want meat? Say. ”

Zhang Madness pulled out the dagger and accurately picked out a palm-sized piece of venison from the steaming cauldron.

"Dafeng, how about the battle tonight?"

Zhou Cang walked forward with a military salute and said loudly:

"Behead seven levels, capture five!"

There was a commotion among the Yellow Turban defeaters around:

- What a fierce man!

Zhang Yan's fingers moved slightly, and the large piece of meat on the dagger had already been handed to Zhou Cang's eyes.

"Good man! When carnivorous! ”

"Thank you, lord!"

Zhou Cang was excited. The reward for meat is small, the key is that in front of so many people, that glory is something that Zhou Cang has never experienced.

"Ziren! How's it going to be tonight? ”

Dian Wei heard the arrogant call, strode away from the crowd in front of him, came to the meat pot, and said loudly:

"Behead the ninth level, capture ...... Four people. ”

Dian Wei has a straight temperament and doesn't want to count Le Jin as his capture, so he hesitates.

"Good man! When carnivorous! ”

"Thank you, lord!"

Dian Wei was not polite, and used two fingers to pick up the venison that Zhang Madness had sent to him, and swallowed half of it with a big mouth.

- This kind of venison has to come with another ten or eight pieces to fill the stomach of a certain family!

"Chen Da! ……”

"Kazaburo! ……”

A few soldiers who had won a lot of money were given venison on the spot, which aroused the atmosphere at the scene. Zhang Madness once again picked up a piece of venison and pointed at himself with his hand:

"Ben Shuai only killed two people tonight. However, there is one, which is Sima of the Han military camp and Yang Kong of the Hongnong Yang family. ”

After a slight pause, Zhang asked the yellow turban wrestlers around him:

"With such a result, can you eat meat?"

"Yes!"

The Yellow Turban wrestlers around were excited and replied loudly.

Zhang Mad smiled slightly, took the venison on the dagger into two, and said:

"Brother Guo Damu!"

"Huh? It's ......"

"In the midst of the chaos, you still have the courage to fight against the Han army, you are a good man, eat meat! However, it is a pity that he did not catch it, and he ate half a piece of meat! ”

"Xie Qushuai!"

Guo Damu was very grateful. He was known for his bravery in the Yellow Turban Army, and when it came to accepting rewards in public, he also received them several times. However, in such an embarrassing situation now, getting a reward, Guo Damu has a feeling of being "sent charcoal in the snow".

At this time, Xiao Dazui's face was red and white for a while, not to mention how ugly it was. If it were in normal times, if someone dared to give him such humiliation, Xiao Dazui would have rushed up with a knife to cut people. But now-

He didn't dare.

Peeking at the insolent gaze towards him, Xiao Dazui trembled in his heart.

- Now, it's my turn, right? ……

"Brother Xiao Big Mouth!"

- It's coming!

"Lord Qu Shuai......"

Insolent glanced at this ashen guy. Of course, he didn't like this guy who jumped out to make trouble. However, if this guy is severely punished, it may make those Yellow Turban soldiers who are not familiar with it disgusted.

"What did you get?"

“……”

Xiao was speechless. In front of dozens of bloody human heads piled up not far away, all the careful thoughts in his heart could not be put on the table.

"Just like this, you still want to eat meat?"

"It's ......"

The surrounding Yellow Turban sergeants couldn't help but talk about it. Xiao was ashamed, turned around and wanted to escape. Unexpectedly, a majestic voice drank him:

"Xiao Dazui, stop!"

Xiao Dazui's body stiffened for a while, and he slowly turned around. I saw Zhang Madness come to Xiao Dazui, handed over half a piece of fragrant venison, and said with a smile:

"It's human nature to want to eat fragrant food and drink spicy food. Our Taiping Dao, that is, to establish such a country where the big guys can have no worries about food and clothing, is the beginning of the uprising. ”

"This half piece of meat is a loan from Ben Shuai. If you kill the officers and soldiers in the future, you will carry the head and receive a piece of meat, and return it to the commander! ”

As soon as these words came out, the Yellow Turban Army who were watching around suddenly talked about it.

"This Qu Shuai is really benevolent!"

"That's it. You don't know, my family is handsome, but the person of destiny recognized by the 'Nanhua Old Immortal'! We came here in a hurry this time, just to prevent the Han army from setting off this fire! It's a pity ......"

Xiao's mouth trembled all over, and he took half a piece of venison with difficulty. Suddenly, he fell to his knees, his voice choked, and said:

"Qu Shuai! I...... I ......"

He couldn't go on.

"Brother! Why ...... so"

Zhang Qi was surprised that his method had such a good effect, and hurriedly held Xiao Dazui.

"Swear to follow Qu Shuai to the death!"

Xiao choked up for a long time before these words popped out of his mouth word by word. This made Zhang arrogant sigh greatly.

Even if they are scoundrels in the market, there are those who are truly faithful.

The Han folk style is really strong!

ps: There is a hidden military general in this section, I wonder if anyone can guess who it is?