"Junhou, the Yellow Turban Rebellion is catching up again, I'll wait... Evacuate now. ”

In a place only a few dozen miles away from Guangyang City, a Han sergeant rushed over from the rear, saw Zou Jing who was sitting on the ground gasping for breath, and hurriedly told him about the situation behind.

His words made Zou Jing's face even more ugly.

Originally, Zou Jing thought that this matter should almost be over, so he set Guangyang City on fire and abandoned the people of Guangyang City and the remaining remnants of soldiers and horses.

Only the most elite and physical cavalry rushed out, as long as they handled it properly, they could easily escape from Guangyang City, and then rush into Nadai County as fast as possible.

His idea is good, and there is no problem with his approach.

The first half of the plan went well, and they easily relied on the fire and the people and soldiers they had abandoned to evacuate through the other gate.

At the same time, they easily shook off the soldiers and horses that followed them.

But Zou Jing forgot that this was not fighting with those Wuhuan people on the battlefield outside the Saiwai, this was fighting with a group of Yellow Turban soldiers who were originally Han people on the land of the Han Dynasty...

They fled from Guangyang City, but they were not able to escape the encirclement of the Yellow Turbans.

Along the way, the Yellow Turban Army really opened Zou Jing's eyes.

There are endless ones, and they are not afraid of death, and they appear in front of them endlessly.

Although every time their manpower is not too manpower, it is not too difficult for them to defeat or even slaughter them, but I can't help this kind of thing again and again, endlessly!

When there are too many such things, even Zou Jing, a candidate in the Northern Army, has no choice now.

It can only be after defeating the attacking Yellow Turban thief army again, let the soldiers rest slowly, and then continue to fight.

In this way, for three days, they did not enter the confines of Daijun, but did not find another suitable hiding place for themselves.

They were even found by the Yellow Turban army that was chasing them in the rear, and then chased them directly.

And most importantly, at this time, they finally began to lose hope.

Because of the countless battles along the way, the countless bones and displaced people, Zou Jing and his soldiers finally understood a truth.

That is the world, there is no place for stability.

The stability that Zou Jing wanted at the beginning, the stability he wanted, has now become a joke.

Now not only is he facing an unknown number of interceptions in front of him, but there are countless pursuers in the back, and the most important thing is that he has given up his plan to go to Daijun.

Even he felt that even if he went to Daijun, he probably wouldn't have a good life...

It was at this time that someone finally made a suggestion.

"It's better to.... Wandering outside the plug! ”

When Zou Jing heard this, he even wanted to directly kill the other party.

But the swords were drawn, but... When he lifted it, he silently gave up.

Because at this moment, he really felt for a moment that this was a good idea.

In recent years, the Central Plains has become more and more chaotic, not only because this war was very chaotic, but also because the DPRK and China were already very chaotic before that.

Excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes emerge one after another, and natural and man-made disasters are endless.

In this case, a large number of people in the Central Plains have no choice but to live outside the Saiwai, although the life outside the Saiwai is still not good, but they can rely on their skills to get a surviving ration from the hands of the Xianbei people.

This may also be the reason why the sandalwood locust can rise rapidly.

And now, as soon as the war broke out, there were even more people who fled, and Zou Jing was not ignorant of this...

It's just that when this thing, or this choice, comes to him... Zou Jing still hesitated, and his identity over the years also made him unable to do so.

Just when Zou Jing was silent, the scouts in the rear came to report again.

Zou Jing, who got the news, could only shake off these thoughts, and then immediately continued to flee in another direction.

But... This time his luck seems to be really bad.

Obviously, they had already cleaned up the surrounding Yellow Turban rebels and even the homeless people, but when they began to flee, a group of people appeared in front of them again.

Look at the appearance of them wearing yellow scarves on their heads, wielding hoes and many agricultural tools in their hands.

Zou Jing also knew that they had nothing to do with ordinary Liu Ming people!

"Isn't the sky going to kill me?" After Zou Jing saw this scene, his heart couldn't help but tremble violently, this time the interception was much, much larger than the previous one.

The Yellow Turban thieves in the rear also rushed over, and although there were dense forests on both sides, there was no way for them to escape and a mountain pass for them to garrison.

In desperation, Zou Jing could only muster up the courage to continue to kill in the opposite direction.

"At this time, the front interception has already seen us, and the pursuers in the rear will not expect that we will fight back.

Continue to rush and kill and be dragged by them, and I will have no way to live, but kill back... We still have a chance to live! ”

With Zou Jing's words, the remaining hundreds of cavalry routed and killed them directly, and then quickly fought with the Yellow Turban Army that was chasing them.

But.. Although the Yellow Turban Army was panicked, their numbers were too many, and Zou Jing fought to the death repeatedly, and his strength was already much worse than before.

Therefore, even if Zou Jing had the heart to return to heaven, he couldn't stop them from being completely surrounded.

But what made Zou Jing feel puzzled was that the soldiers and horses that were supposed to intercept them were also a little flustered at this time.

Before they met in a hurry, he immediately turned away and didn't take a closer look, but now he looked at the expressions on the faces of those people and the embarrassment on their bodies.

It seems to be different from the Yellow Turban Rogue I encountered before.

But at this time, he didn't care about careful observation, so he could only fight to the death.

Just when the damage of the soldiers and horses was getting more and more serious, and Zou Jing was about to lose his vitality, the sound of horses' hooves trampling the earth was heard again in the distance.

Immediately after, smoke drifted in from afar.

And a long-lost voice came from Zou Jing's ears again.

"Soldiers, the Yellow Turban Thieves are right in front of us, and we can't let them run this time.

Kill me! ”

With this familiar roar, two thousand cavalry appeared directly in front of Zou Jing's eyes, and then rushed into the ranks of the Yellow Turban Army without hesitation.

Penetrated most of their ranks directly from the rear, causing them to panic completely.

And the three people at the head, one holding a lance, one holding a spear, and one holding a double-strand sword, that is even more majestic, and no one can stop them all the way...