"Hey, hey." There were soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the county town with an obscene smile, approaching a commoner's female dependent, and as for the man in the female family's family, he had already fallen aside, with an extra wound on his body that had been cut by a knife, and a pool of blood under him. The young woman shuddered and hid to the side, watching the soldier get closer and closer, with a sad expression on her face. It is precisely this kind of grief that arouses this Yellow Turban soldier to be even bigger, and it is only in this way that he can feel it and make his heart move.

"You...... Don't come here...... "The young woman said loudly with a pair of scissors, the sharp one pointing outward. His hands were shaking all the time, and his voice was hoarse, with a slight trill.

"Hehe, little lady, you can't play with these scissors, it's better for my brother to let you play with something more fun." The smile on the soldier's face became more and more presumptuous, and he began to say some obscene words.

"There is a *** woman, kill! If there is a person who is reluctant to give up, kill! Those who intend to break away, kill! ”

The voice of the cavalry of the law enforcement team from the street, from far and near, from faint to clear, fell into the ears of the Yellow Turban soldier without a word. But he just smiled coldly, *** Female kill? Why can't he be lewd, he has been aggrieved for nearly a month, and now if he doesn't vent the fire in his chest and abdomen, he will be burned to death!

And...... Looking at the young woman, the soldier's Adam's apple moved, so that the woman who had just experienced the human service was even more evocative, especially the kind of tactful moaning between the bed, which made him numb just thinking about it. That kind of taste, even if he wants to die, it's okay.

He approached step by step, like a big bad wolf approaching a little sheep, and the smile on his face became more ****.

Suddenly, the light coming in through the door** was blocked by a shadow, which was the shadow of a person. It's just that the Yellow Turban soldier was looking at the prey in front of him, and there was no one who came close behind him, and the soldier of the law enforcement team stood behind him, looking at his back coldly.

The panicked young woman, her mouth wide open, stared at the law enforcement soldiers behind the Yellow Turban soldiers, her mouth subconsciously opened wide. "Huh", the long knife fell, and the Yellow Turban soldier, who realized something, was about to look back to see who was behind him, but he felt a chill on his neck, and when the last darkness came in his eyes, only the appearance of a young woman who was splattered with blood remained.

"Ahh A shrill scream rang out from inside the house. The law enforcement soldier didn't even look at it, and walked out of the house with a long knife stained with blood.

The whole county is full of blood. There are ordinary people, and there are ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers. Under the suppression full of blood, the army led by Zhang Yan collected materials very efficiently, and there was no need to delay time.

Under the leadership of Zhang Banxian, the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army went north, aiming directly at Jizhou. The looting along the way was almost crazy and almost efficient, sending an army of thousands like Zhang Yan to attack the county and rob the county of property, grain and grass. Under the iron-blooded military order that leaves no mercy to talk about, any ordinary Yellow Turban soldier who wants to do something other than the military order will be directly killed! Even if it is a small leader, there is no exception to the captain's level, and they can all be killed on the spot without asking the commander.

"Kill not one of them, kill them all!" Sun Jian's cold gaze swept over, the ancient ingot knife in his hand was full of blood, and the entire knife surface was full of demonic blood. At all times, there was a build-up of blood that rolled from the blade to the tip of the knife and finally to the ground. "Bang", dripping, on the ground next to Sun Jian, a piece of soil soaked in blood was contaminated.

"General, don't, we are innocent, helpless thieves!" An old man fell to his knees and pleaded loudly.

"Woo woo ......" There are also young people wiping their tears and slumping aside.

There are even big men who are still scolding angrily, "Lao Tzu will not let you go if you are a ghost!" ”

The only thing they had in common was that they were surrounded, surrounded by Han soldiers, firmly encircled on top. The Han army looked at the more than 2,000 soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army condescendingly, no, or it can be said that the old, weak, sick and disabled among the Yellow Turban Army did not have a trace of pity.

On the hillsides on either side, archers draw their bows and arrows, and shoot them at the slightest sign of the odds. However, these Yellow Turban soldiers no longer resisted, in the previous battle, they were all killed, and they no longer had the slightest intention of fighting, only hoping that they would not be let go.

followed Sun Jian to fight in many places, and the Jiangdong soldiers were about to make a move, but they saw Sun Jian raise his hand, "Wait." They immediately stopped and looked at Sun Jian solemnly.

When the Yellow Turban soldiers below heard this, a light of hope appeared in their eyes again, but the next moment, this hope turned into a deeper despair.

"Dig a big pit and kill them all,"

Sun Jian put away his knife, these Yellow Turban Army soldiers are all chaotic ministers and thieves, and the chaotic ministers and thieves can only kill! From the day they chose to follow the thief's path and make trouble, they should have understood that there would be such a result, and he just gave them the result they should have in the end.

Don't waste arrows, don't blunt your sword, and kill on the spot. This kind of despair is also what those who have been ravaged by the thief army, and the people everywhere have experienced, right?

Sun Jian looked at these Yellow Turban Army soldiers coldly, and the sorrow in his ears couldn't shake the murderous heart.

"Big brother, are we sure we want to take a detour?" Galloping on the horse, Xiahou Yuan asked.

"Of course." Cao Cao replied.

"We have to go to Quang Jong early to prevent possible variables."

Xiahoudun turned around and looked at the lightly armored cavalry behind him who were also galloping like them, frowned, and said, "Variables? ”

"yes. Regardless of whether it will appear or not, it is better to arrive a little earlier and see it with your own eyes. On the battlefield, there are variables all the time, and the most frightening thing is that the kind of variables that are outside the bureau can be controlled and eliminated, but they suddenly appear. ”

"Forget it, I don't think about it that much. Regardless of whether there are variables or not, let me and my eldest brother smash it for the eldest brother, and see how he changes, he will not be able to escape this gun and this bow in my hand after all. Xiahou Yuan thought for a while and raised the spear he was holding in his hand.

Cao Cao smiled and said with a smile: "Miaocai, you still have to use your brains, the battlefield is not a place where you can crisscross by force alone." ”

"Isn't there still a big brother for you? As long as you point out, big brother, I will follow and fight, there will be no mistake. Xiahou Yuan's face was full of indifference.

In the midday sun, Cao Cao led a thousand cavalry, bypassing the route taken by the Yellow Turban Army. His target is also Guangzong, and the rest of the army, Cao Cao has been handed over to the commander of Candle Shadow, he went into battle lightly this time, and even brought rations for only six days, in order to rush to Guangzong as soon as possible.

Before that damn Yellow Gate leaves!

(End of chapter)

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