"Dao...... Master Ma......... When can we go back, the village is out of harvest this year, and I have old and young ......"

Looking at the original "good people", a villager begged pitifully.

Even now, the villager still has a trace of illusion about the original "good guy".

Unfortunately, the reality is cruel.

"Go back to the village, go back to what village? You are now Yellow Turban soldiers, whoever dares to leave without permission is a traitor, and there is no mercy!"

Centurion Ma looked at the villagers and spoke, and a cold glint flashed in their eyes.

Just now, an order was passed down from above, asking him to lead a team to recruit soldiers from village to village.

It is undoubtedly a fantasy that these villagers still want to go back.

"This ........"

Hearing that they couldn't go back, the faces of the villagers in Xiaoxi Village turned green.

"A few of you come with me, there is an order from above, if you can't recruit a hundred soldiers within three days, you will take your family members to make up the number, male or female!"

Immediately afterwards, the centurion, surnamed Ma, said something that stunned the villagers.

"Conscription, my lord, we are a peasant ......"

By this time, the villagers had finally learned the horror of the Yellow Turban thieves.

"Not going?"

Swish!

Seeing that he ordered no one to take it seriously, he directly pulled out his saber and struck it at the man who spoke just now.

Poof!

This horse centurion also has five years of internal strength,

With a knife, the man's head rolled to the side like a raw melon egg, leaving only the headless corpse spurting blood.

In an instant, the faces of the villagers turned pale, and some of them were directly paralyzed to the ground with fright.

After living for so many years like this killing, they are still the first time to see,

The main thing is that this centurion didn't give them any consideration, and killed when he said it!

The butcher, the demon, and the villagers had no words in their hearts to describe this centurion.

"Who else wants to go home now?"

With a wave of his hand, Daoist Ma asked the Yellow Turban soldier behind him to drag the corpse away and then spoke coldly again.

Quiet!

This time, no villager dared to speak, and their eyes were still full of fear.

"Follow me! from now on, you will all be soldiers of my team!"

Seeing that the villagers were shocked, a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of the centurion's mouth.

If you want to make these villagers obedient as soon as possible, the only way is to kill!

Sure enough, after he finished speaking, the villagers nodded like pecking rice, afraid to give them such a knife.

"How many villages are there near your creek village, and are there any strong men in them?"

His idea was very simple, he went to the nearby villages of Xiaoxi Village to see if there were any strong men.

If not, you can just get the families of the villagers of Xiaoxi Village to make up the numbers.

If he went to other places and could not recruit soldiers, he would waste a lot of time and return to Xiaoxi Village, which the Centurion did not want to see.

"Yes, yes, there are several villages near our Xiaoxi Village, with a large population ......"

With the lessons of the past, the villagers rushed to return to the road.

Their idea is very simple, one is to save their lives, and the other is the idea of breaking the jar with their clothes.

"Since we're all like this, let's not think about it!"

"Okay, let's go to Creek Village!"

The centurion made a decision on the spot.

So, after half a pillar of incense, the centurion of the horse led a team of about dozens of people out of the county seat of Qixian County and went straight to the direction of Xiaoxi Village.

As everyone knows, when this team of dozens of people rushed to Xiaoxi Village, Wen Hao's father and mother also rushed to Xiaoxi Village.

On a sheep farm path, the old man and the old lady walked very fast.

From time to time, they looked behind them. I was afraid that something terrible would come after me.

"Alas, we should have listened to Hao'er in the first place, how can we go back now....." Wen Haoniang's voice had a hint of crying.

"Don't cry, I'll go back to Xiaoxi Village to hide first, and then go back when this limelight passes!"

The literary father's eyes were also full of regret, but the words were stubbornly insisting on his own opinion.

It turned out that after they chose the road next to them, they only walked less than a hundred miles before they ran into the Yellow Turban Thief.

Coincidentally, these Yellow Turban thieves were conscripting in a village, and in addition to burning the entire village, they also took away the entire population.

This scared Wen Hao's father and mother a lot,

At this time, they felt that they should have listened to Wen Hao's words in the first place, and it would be fine if they didn't come out.

After much deliberation, the two decided to return.

Unfortunately, they had not gone a few miles when they ran into a yellow turban conscription team, and they had no choice but to turn back.

After going back and forth, Wenhao's father immediately decided to go to Xiaoxi Village to hide first, and then there was the scene in front of him.

"It seems that we are wrong to blame Hao'er, those two Taoists are bad people!" Wen Haoniang sobbed quietly as she walked.

"Alas!"

Wen Hao's father let out a long sigh, and for a while, regret, helplessness and other emotions were written on his face.

"Well, it doesn't seem to be good, there are also Yellow Turban soldiers in the village in front....let's go around again!"

However, he didn't go far and found some movement again.

In desperation, he had to burrow into the dense forest next to the trail.

In this way, at the insistence of Wen Hao's father, the two of them are getting farther and farther away from the base camp built by Wen Hao, but they are getting closer and closer to Xiaoxi Village.

On the other side, Wen Hao, Guan Yu, Zhang Da, and Zhang Er jumped out of a dense forest at the same time.

They looked at a Yellow Turban squad that had just passed by, their eyes full of worry.

"Big brother, uncle shouldn't have taken this road, let's go to the other two to have a look!" Guan Yu said in a heavy voice.

At this time, two days have passed since Wen Hao's father and mother left, but they still haven't seen the two.

Not only that, but along the way, they also saw many Yellow Turban soldiers recruiting soldiers, burning, killing and looting.

In fact, Guan Yu still had a worry, but he didn't say it in order to take care of Wen Hao's mood.

"My father and mother said that it is very likely that they have been taken away by the Yellow Turban soldiers......"

At this time, Wen Hao spoke coldly.

Their speed is very fast, and if Daddy and Mother really took this path, they would have already caught up with them.

It's been two days and I haven't seen any trace of the second elder, and it seems that there is only one possibility left.

"Big brother, what should we do?"

Guan Yu nodded slightly, Wen Hao's thoughts were actually exactly the same as his.

"Zhang Da, Zhang Er, you two go back and call everyone else over, we will meet in Qixian County!"

Looking at the Yellow Turban Team in the distance, a trace of determination flashed in Wen Hao's eyes.

If his father and mother were really taken away by these Yellow Turban soldiers, there would definitely be no problem in saving his life.

As long as you go to the county seat, you will still have a chance to rescue them.

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhang Da and Zhang Er were small soldiers summoned by Leng Yan, and they obeyed their orders.

After Leng Yan finished speaking, the two of them bowed directly and then ran towards their base camp.

"Let's follow these Yellow Turban soldiers first, and if we can, we'd better get some more silver!"

Wen Hao subconsciously touched the bridge of his nose.

Many people don't know that this is a manifestation of his extreme anger.

The yellow scarf is powerful, he does not deny it.

But if his father and mother really have three long and two short, his system is not vegetarian.

When the time comes, he really doesn't mind taking the entire army of yellow turbans to bury his father and mother!