Torrential rain fell from the sky, and trouble arose on the ground. The movement of the Yellow Turban Army, which had a yellow cloth tied to its forehead, was finally bumped into by a Han sergeant wearing a hat, wearing a cloak and patrolling under the torrential rain after tea time.

"Who are you? Stop and pull over! ”

The little commander in the rainstorm could only vaguely see clusters of people approaching him and others in an orderly manner on the street. As for what those people were holding in their hands and what they wanted to do, he couldn't see clearly, and he didn't have the heart to guess.

"Stop! Don't blame the military master for moving forward! ”

Although he saw that these civilians in various clothes were still approaching him and the others, and when they seemed to be holding something in their hands, the little commander did not immediately ask for a warning and action.

Also, the Han Kingdom, which has been peaceful for 600 years, is their heaven and earth in people's hearts. How can a person dare to have the idea of rebelling against heaven and earth?

Although it seemed a little unusual for this little commander to see these civilians, the habitual thoughts that had been cultivated in his heart for a long time still thought that they did not dare to do anything to themselves and other officers and soldiers who represented the Han family and the imperial court.

"Stop! Stop it! ”

After wiping a handful of the rain that was constantly covering his face, the little commander finally saw the people approaching him, and in his hands he actually held some standard equipment that the imperial court strictly did not allow to appear in the people.

With a 'choking' sound, the little commander who was ruthless in his heart quickly pulled out his waist knife, and pointed directly at the Yellow Turban Army who was only a few steps away.

"Brothers, come on!"

With a wave of the scimitar in his hand, the small commander immediately gave an order to his training team.

As for asking for help? Although the enemy has a large number of men and horses, how can they fight against the Han army without equipment and training?

When the Han troops here heard the order, they immediately drew their swords and moved forward. On the other side, the Yellow Turban Army was all smiling sarcastically, holding all kinds of weapons, and rushing up to fight with red eyes.

"Jingle Bell~"

The 'whooshing' sound of the rainstorm can't hide the crispness of the sound of the gold and iron clashes. For a period of time, due to terrain factors, there were not many people who could fight between the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army and the patrol of the Han Army, so they were left under the Han Army, who intentionally or unintentionally did not kill them. It turned out to be quite a fight.

"That's not right! Brothers, don't keep your hands alone, kill them! ”

After fighting for a long time, the little commander finally discovered a terrifying fact. All the enemies were stabbed by him, as long as they were still able to move. I kept fighting with my injuries. The blood-red killing intent in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army and the struggle that did not know whether to live or die clearly told him that this army was not a rabble, a rabble that would scatter birds and beasts as soon as it was struck, but a 'rebel army' with faith and goals!

"Puff~"

Hearing the order of the little commander, the soldiers, who were already forced to be in a hurry because of the restraint of their hands, all worked hard to chop at the enemy with their knives, and the sound of knives cutting into the flesh finally resounded on the streets in this torrential rain.

……

"Withdraw! Remove! Retreat in the direction of Taishoufu! ”

After fighting for a long time, dozens of enemies died, but their own brothers finally suffered casualties. When I glanced at the streets in the rain and fog again. The little commander found that there seemed to be a steady stream of rebels rushing over! He knew that he couldn't fight anymore, and the result of continuing to fight was that they would be exhausted by this group of civilians who came out of nowhere. He needs to report this matter to the Taishou and to the general, otherwise, it may cause some stricter consequences.

Just as the patrol was fighting and rapidly retreating, a faint voice came out in the rainstorm, and it was so eerie. Such a grudge, such a horror!

"You guys, you killed so many of my brothers in the yellow turban, do you still want to run?"

It doesn't sound like a big sound. But it has been echoing and rippling in the hearts of the Han army for a long time.

Although there was some inexplicable panic in his heart, the Han army, which had not responded, was still retreating.

"Ahh

The voice seemed to complain that no one was listening, and it seemed to be angry that the Han army continued to kill and injure its own brothers. Finally, a long knife broke through the heavy rain and fog, pierced the general, and stabbed a Han soldier directly.

"Little Liuzi!"

Seeing the figure of the soldier lying down slowly, a very close soldier next to him suddenly shouted.

"Let's go!"

Grabbed the soldier who was about to return for revenge. The Minor Commander continued to direct the retreat of the soldiers who had distanced themselves from the rebels.

"I want to run! Did you agree with the long knife in my Sun Xia's hand? ”

Seeing that the Han army was still fleeing for his life regardless of it, the voice was finally not calm, but roared full of anger.

"Hmph, still run!"

After this voice floated past the ears of all Han soldiers, everyone suddenly felt a rapid 'pop' sound coming behind them, and there was a tendency to get closer and closer.

"Ahh

A soldier who was running wildly at the end of the line was finally caught up by the man who claimed to be Sun Xia. He chopped off his head with a knife, and swirled on the ground, his eyes full of fear.

"Let's go!"

The Minor Commander knew that he would not be the man's opponent at all. Because the knife was too fast, he couldn't see the direction of his knife at all, so he could only run forward with his life.

"Ah......h

The continuous screams continued to echo in his ears, and the little commander had always felt that the small and crowded Golden Gate City was incomparably large and empty at the moment, and he consciously ran for a long time, but he didn't find anyone, and he never saw the Taishou Mansion in the rain and mist.

"What's going on?"

The little commander felt as if there was no one around him, could it be that they were all dead?

"Hide!"

In an instant, the sixth sense of man made him roll a lazy donkey out of the flickering long knife, and he also lived a few more breaths because of this roll.

"Yo, that's good! can dodge my Sun Xia's knife, remember, grandpa's name is Sun Xia! ”

It seemed to be very shocked by the reaction of the little commander, and he also seemed to believe in his sword technique, and when he saw that he missed the knife, he stopped, and looked at the little commander in front of him with blood-red eyes and said.

……

The little commander lay down only thirty meters away from the Taishou Mansion with unwilling eyes in his eyes, but fortunately, he lay down here. If he ran a few more steps, he would find that the Taishou Mansion, which was heavily guarded in the past, was now full of corpses. The pot-bellied Taishou was also cut off and hung on the gate.

Golden Gate City was not the only place where the Yellow Turban Army had an incident, and on this day, the sound of torrential rain was heard. The nine provinces of the Han Kingdom, except for the Si Li, which had already destroyed the canal department, even the base camp Yannan Dao was not affected by the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

These rebels wore yellow scarves on their heads, dressed in yellow clothes, and chanted, 'The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand; The year is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious. The slogan of ' was raised in various parts of the Han Kingdom. In an instant, the Han Court, which had built absolute rule for 600 years, seemed to be in a crumbling state.

The Yellow Turban Army in Jinmen Road, Tianshui Road, Anding Road, Jiuquan Road, Yanbei Road, Wuwei Road, Gaochang Road, and the Seven Roads was particularly rampant and arrogant. Kill officials, kill generals, kill soldiers, they are all united, they are united! (To be continued.) )