In front of him were a dozen strong men with big shoulders and round waists, with a little girl who was only thirteen or fourteen years old at most, preaching loudly to the hundreds of yellow turban poor people who had gathered, and constantly distributing some free food among the crowd.... There are steamed buns, pancakes, gruel, etc., and it is not a coarse grain such as millet and millet, mixed with stone powder and sawdust bark to make it hard enough to knock off other people's teeth, but it is completely made of snow-white fine flour, not only the color is very attractive, it looks delicious, and the teeth bite on it, but it can be reached in one bite, which is softer than the nai zi he has touched before, just looking at it, Zhang Rao's saliva is about to flow out.

It's a violent thing, and he even gave these cannon fodder who can't even be counted as mud legs to eat good things that nobles may not be able to eat!

Not to mention that the Qingxu Yellow Turban at this time has fallen to the point that he, the Qu Shuai who commands tens of thousands of people, can barely eat enough, just the young sister-in-law who is closely protected by these people is enough to prove that the other party is by no means the other Yellow Turban forces he originally thought, but the cross-river raptor who doesn't know where he came from, and is preparing to make trouble here.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhang Rao, who reacted, shouted in disbelief, and at the same time hid behind the cronies he brought with him with vigilance, and had a great intention of running away when he saw that the opportunity was not good.

No way, in troubled times, what is the cheapest?

It's not the lives of the poor who are penniless in the eyes of the wealthy families.

If there is not enough land, the extra population will only become a burden to the local community and a source of turmoil. In fact, even if Zhang Jiao and Taiping Dao did not appear, there would be organizations such as the Wudou Mi Sect and the White Lotus Sect, not that they really wanted to rebel, but they really couldn't survive, and the only way to survive was to gather crowds to rob others.

That's not to mention the little girl who can't exist as the main laborer.

Being able to be sold before starvation to death is already considered a good fate, and many times, they are used as reserve food to save their lives at critical times, at least they can support them on the road for more than ten days. For example, when Zhang Rao fled from Guangzong in northern Hebei, he did it several times, using the weapons in his hands to coerce the people he met on the road to hand over food.

It's not that they're mad, it's that once people are hungry, they can do anything, even the poor themselves, and at most they can't bear to eat their own children and exchange them with each other.

Therefore, if a little girl with fine skin and tender flesh like this appeared in the barracks, even if she was not eaten by other people who were constantly hungry, the end would be extremely miserable. Most of the time, it's better to be dead.

But the girl in front of her not only did not have any fearful emotions, but looked at the eyes of others but had a kind of sad and pitiful taste, obviously, with the protection of a dozen people, she dared to run rampant in the Yellow Turban camp of tens of thousands of people, and the origin of this group of people was definitely not simple. Without feeling the exact strength of the other party, Zhang Rao already realized that things were going to happen, and he was afraid that he would be unlucky.

That's right, there are also chengguan troops on the Bohai side.

Of the 30,000 people brought over by Nanshan, nearly 2,000 were invulnerable, in order to try to contain these yellow turban poor people as much as possible, how could they let the other party slip away.

Looking at Zhang Rao, who had already begun to retreat, Nanshan said directly to Guan Yu who was standing beside him.

"You guy seems to be the commander of the canal here, Yun Chang, catch him for me, so as not to cause chaos in the camp and create obstacles to the plan of retraction when you escape."

He wasn't worried that he wouldn't be able to stop the other party if he didn't bring many people.

A guy who doesn't even have a name in the official history or romance, how can he be the opponent of the five tigers in the future. What's more, now Guan Yu's strength is no worse than that in front of the Tiger Prison Pass, with the training of the Great War, coupled with the cultivation (adjustment) and refining (teaching) of many martial arts cheats, Guan Yu's strength has reached the level of a first-class military general early.

With just one move, Zhang Rao was restrained without the ability to resist.

And some of the main forces of his cronies brought by him, although there are many of them, there are thousands, nearly a hundred times that of Nanshan, but in the face of the urban management troops who have cultivated the golden bell jar and iron cloth shirt, and their bodies have been strong to a certain level, as long as their strength does not reach the level of military generals, they can be regarded as ineffective attacks.

Soon, these guys, who are used to fighting tailwind on weekdays, and who dare to go up only by relying on the strength of the crowd, found that their weapons had no effect at all, and they couldn't even break the skin when they cut on the other party, but the harder they worked, the more painful their hands were.

"Huang Tian is above, what kind of monster is this, no matter how you cut it, you can't kill it!"

There were thousands of people, and they were chased everywhere by more than a dozen people, like chasing ducks, with a frightened expression on their faces, as if their parents wanted to give them a few more legs when they gave birth to them.

"Run, these guys aren't human at all!"

"Why did this happen, could it be that General Tiangong, you have abandoned us?"

"Ah, don't, don't hit me, I'll surrender!"

Except for a small number of people who had already intended to defect, all the other Yellow Turban poor people in the camp were frightened by this scene.

Not carrying a weapon does not mean that there is no deterrent, in fact, compared to bullying people with good equipment, it is obvious that this fist-to-flesh suppression method is more frightening and dare not resist.

Originally, many of those who accepted the food and aroused homesickness, many of them still wondered if they would find another opportunity to grab a penny, but now they have become a little chilling.

Anyway, the officers and soldiers who encircled and suppressed them would still think about what to do with their own and others' desperate efforts..... There are three or four million people in the Yellow Turbans who have finally returned to the land of Qingxu, and even if they are just poor people who do not have enough to eat and lack weapons and equipment, they can really resist and are a force to be reckoned with. In particular, the benefits they can take are very small, and if the losses in the process are too large, the gains will definitely outweigh the losses. However, these people are completely different, and with only one feature, they can walk sideways in the land of Qingxu.

But the most surprising was the old man of Taiping Dao led by Zhang Rao.

Looking at the chengguan troops who were rampaging through the crowd and could be said to have no opponents at all, the expressions on their faces slowly became confused, and then suddenly, they turned into a living expression.

"Wait.... These, these invulnerable guys, could it be the Yellow Turban wrestlers that General Tiangong worked so hard to create in the past? ”

Zhang Rao, who was caught in Guan Yu's hand, suddenly shouted loudly, it was obvious that this somewhat familiar scene seemed to make him think of something.

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