"Hahaha......"

Endless fires lit up on the earth, dozens of horses whistled around, and the people on the horses were not wearing armor, but were dressed in cloth robes, a little rough and messy, and the most striking thing was the yellow cloth scarf wrapped around their foreheads, which was now moving in the wind, revealing the identity of these people!

Yellow Turban Thief!

That's right, these people are Yellow Turban Thieves!

The Yellow Turban thief with a horse must be a high-ranking figure in the Yellow Turban Army!

They were laughing and shouting, and in front of them was a ruined village, now on the verge of being burned to the ground, and the soldiers who defended the village were valiantly dead, now being burned by the flames, and in the open space outside the village knelt countless old and young, hugging and crying, their faces covered with tears.

"King, please let us go!" The eldest old man stood up tremblingly, and he forced his frightened heart and begged for mercy.

"Smack!"

In response to him was a horsewhip, fierce and unscrupulous, and the old man was whipped to the cheek so that he was carried to the ground by a great force, and now he could no longer stand up, and after rolling twice, even his moaning weakened, apparently from a terrible wound.

"Call me General!" The man at the head put away his horsewhip and scolded angrily: "Lao Tzu is not a robber, not the king of the mountain, why do you call me king?" ”

The civilians cried even harder, and they all fell to their knees, almost paralyzed.

"Call the General!" He repeated it again, raising his whip.

"General!"

At last, someone shouted, and then all the villagers present echoed, their voices trembling with endless fear, while the leader seemed to be very excited, and laughed incessantly.

"General?" A person beside him stepped forward, winked at him, and said flatteringly: "There are a few more villages in the surrounding area, what should I do with it?" ”

"Needless to say?" The leader rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Naturally, it comes according to the old rules!" ”

"Uh......"

"Burn it all, kill it all, rob it all!" He said: "The whole village was burned to me, the young fighters and beautiful women were all robbed by me, and the rest of the guards and the old and weak were all killed by Lao Tzu!" We can't afford to keep waste! ”

"Yes!"

Since someone went to the order, the old and weak women and children in front of them were the first to suffer, and they were all killed by the yellow turban thief with a knife, crying and shouting were useless, only a few women were able to survive, but their fate would not be too good!

The same tragic scene happened in every corner of this land, this is an extremely large and strong Yellow Turban Army, the number is about seven or eight hundred thousand, and the person at the head is the general of the Yellow Turban Army, Cheng Yuanzhi, and it is he who issued such a bloody order!

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was a peasant uprising, but in the hands of some brutal people, it seemed to have changed its flavor......

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! The year is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky! ”

They shouted slogans, the blood in their eyes was even thicker, and they killed without mercy, as they said, the Yellow Turbans do not raise waste.

……

"General, General! Oh no! ”

The hurried shout from a distance made Cheng Yuanzhi frown, he turned his head to look, but he couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that the person who came was incomparably wolf, with a feather arrow stuck in his back, and the blood in his mouth gushed out as if he was dying, obviously suffering an almost fatal wound!

"What's going on!"

He was furious, who dared to kill and injure the Yellow Turban soldiers, and was he not afraid of being punished by God?

The Yellow Turban Thief was obviously at the end of his crossbow, and he had managed to get here, but now he only had one breath left, and he only heard him say weakly: "Left...... Many fleeing civilians were spotted on the left! And the soldiers guarded it, and it was the archers among them who shot me! ”

"The rest...... The rest of the brothers were all killed! ”

After saying these words, the soldier finally couldn't hold it anymore, and fell to the ground with a "poof", no longer moving.

"Anyone really dares to attack us? The wrath of the great sages and good teachers will ruin them! The Yellow Sky will give Heavenly Damnation! ”

Cheng Yuanzhi was furious, now that the yellow scarf has just risen, the momentum is flourishing, even the imperial army is retreating one after another, and he doesn't dare to take advantage of it, how can anyone dare to do this?

Shame, shame!

Cheng Yuanzhi felt that his face was gloomy, he was sitting on an army of 800,000, and there were many reinforcements around him, and he was attacked by someone in such a strong situation, what is this not a provocation?

"How many people are there on the other side?" He asked.

According to ...... According to him, the enemy's ranks stretched for dozens of miles, and I am afraid that there were no less than a million people! A Yellow Turban soldier who escorted the wounded all the way said.

"Millions?" Cheng Yuanzhi groaned, his expression flickered slightly, and he was a little weak-hearted.

Although he claims to have 800,000 horses, the combat ability of these people is too weak, most of them are just some untrained homeless people, and it is okay to fill the façade, but if you have to face a regular army equal to or more than your own, the result can be imagined.

"If I have a thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers, or a few Warlock Strategists in the team, the million army on the other side can be destroyed in minutes, now ......"

Cheng Yuanzhi retreated, he is a person who bullies the soft and is afraid of the hard, and now there is some change in his heart, it is obviously unwise to push himself to a dead end because of the death of a few soldiers!

"Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood!" He comforted himself in his heart, his current strength is still too weak, and he only needs to get some Yellow Turban wrestlers from Lord Qu Shuai or the Great Sage and Good Master in the future, and then avenge today's revenge!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel agitated in his heart, and his eyes were hot.

These people are the high-end combat power of the Yellow Turban Army, all of them have the supreme power of one enemy and one hundred, and they are the capital of the Yellow Turban Army to sweep the world!

"As long as I have a thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers, I am not afraid of the world!"

I have to say that Cheng Yuanzhi is still a guy with eyes above the top in his bones, he looks down on the heroes of the world too much, no wonder he will be beheaded by Guan Erye in history.

His silence was not noticed by the others, and the guard paused for a moment before explaining: "According to him, most of those million people are fleeing civilians, helpless, and the number of troops guarding them is not too many, at most only tens of thousands!" ”

"Tens of thousands? Why didn't you say it earlier? Cheng Yuanzhi's eyes lit up, his face-changing kung fu was superb, and he roared: "If you dare to attack the heaven-blessed army waiting for us, then these people are against the sky and must be eliminated!" ”

His heart is already overjoyed, millions of civilians, tens of thousands of soldiers, this is the fat sent to the door, and he must not let it go!

Millions of civilians, how many young and strong can there be, how many beautiful girls can there be? If you dedicate these people to Lord Qu Shuai, you will not be on the rise?

Cheng Yuanzhi laughed: "Pass my order, the whole army will pursue, be sure to annihilate the enemy army, and boost my heavenly might!" ”