Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Although the six to seventy thousand Yellow Turban thieves have chaotic command and backward equipment, it is also quite terrifying to fight against the trapped beast. They gather in the streets and houses in the city to resist the army's attack.

Without changing his face, Huangfu ordered: "Set fire! Since the Yellow Turban thief won't come out, burn them to death!"

The residents of the city have long since escaped. At this time, in addition to the more than 60,000 Yellow Turban thieves, there are still more than 100,000 Yellow Turban thieves’ family members. However, Huangfu Song is a person who can build a Beijing view. Naturally it is impossible to show mercy.

The officers and soldiers did not hesitate to take out all the forage in the yellow towel thieves’ food and grass in the city, pile them on the houses, and throw a torch on them. Several rows of houses suddenly burned, and the whole Quyang city seemed to become a building. In Fire City, the countless beating flames no longer looked like dancing elves, but turned into a demon with a mouth wide open, swallowing countless lives.

The blazing fire was burning, Huang Fusong's complexion was bright red, and the screams from the streets and alleys were one after another, unconsciously.

"Ah! It's hot, I'm burning to death."

"Baby fucking, come out soon."

"Run, leave me alone!"

Hundreds of thousands of lively lives disappeared in front of him, and it was Liu Ye, such a decisive fighter who couldn't bear it, and couldn't help turning his head away.

The stepping stones at the feet of the famous generals should be the mountains and blood of the defeated soldiers, not the unarmed old and weak women and children. If Bai Qi Changping killed 400,000 Zhao army in the first battle, but 400,000 Zhao people, Will he be respected as the four famous generals of the Warring States period?

Huangfusong seemed to notice Liu Ye's strangeness and patted Liu Ye on the shoulder.

"Does Yuqing think this would be too cruel?"

Liu Ye didn't nod his head, just said, "The Yellow Turban thief commits chaos and kills if he kills it. These hundreds of thousands of old and weak women and children are defenseless. How can a man of seven feet be able to start?"

Huangfusong laughed, "Does Yuqing know about Wu Zixu's history?"

"Please Lang will solve the puzzle."

Huangfusong stood beside Liu Ye: "The king of Chu Ping killed Prince Jian, and Tai Fu Wu She was also implicated. Together with his second son, Wu Shang and Wu Zixu, both will be killed.

Both Wu She and Wu Shang were killed. King Chu Ping ordered a strict investigation of Wu Zixu, but Wu Zixu fled to the state of Wu and was reused by Wu Wang Helu. Later, Wu Zixu and his fellow soldiers marched into the capital of Chu with a soldier. .

At this time, King Chu Ping was dead, and Wu Zixu, to avenge his revenge, dug the tomb of King Chu, whip three hundred corpses, and avenged his father and brother. "

Huangfu sighed and pointed to the burning house: "Look, Yuqing, there are also tens of thousands of young children in the Yellow Turban thief's family. If you don't kill today, I don't know if another Wu Zixu will come to dig this in the future. Jiang’s tomb, or even the tombs of the ancestors of the Han Dynasty?"

"Cut the grass to get rid of the roots!" Huangfusong patted Liu Ye on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

Liu Ye exhaled a sullen breath: "The final will be taught."

Huangfu smiled and turned around to look at the house burning in the flames.

"Report!"

A rush of footsteps sounded, and a soldier strode to the ground, kneeling on one knee: "Report to the general, there are thousands of yellow turban thieves who flee from the city gate and head north."

Huangfu frowned, and as soon as he was about to give an order, Liu Ye immediately asked for his order: "General Lang, the overall situation in Quyang City has been determined. How about a cavalry chase?"

"Well, if you let the Yellow Turban thief go away, you will eventually let the tiger go back to the mountain. You can go."

...

A few miles north of Quyang City, more than 3,000 broken Yellow Turban thieves headed north, looking back from time to time. The fire in Quyang City has caused the air temperature to rise by several degrees, which seems to be felt outside the city.

"Brother Zhou, where shall we escape?"

"It's true. Hedong will do it. Both the Black Mountain Army Zhang Niujiao and the Hedong Baibo Army will have tens of thousands of troops. Then we may not be able to make a comeback and avenge the Digong General!"

Everyone who spoke was tall and magnificent, with a face that looked like Hei Tan had just taken out from the bottom of the pot, and he held a long knife in his hand. Although he did not ride a horse, he ran like a tiger.

"Then where are we going?"

Zhou Cang snorted: "The officers and soldiers might still come to chase us. First run to the mountains to hide for a while, avoid the limelight, and everyone will discuss whether to join the Black Mountain Army or the White Army."

Three thousand yellow turban thieves always admired the bravery of this black-faced man. Now that the general is dead, he has no idea in his heart, so he walked with him. More than 3,000 people headed north, looking back from time to time to see if there were any chasing soldiers.

Suddenly, beside the road ahead, a person suddenly jumped up and ran. Zhou Cang was taken aback and stretched out his hand and said, "Where is the bow and arrow?"

There was a flurry of turmoil next to him, and a horn bow was handed to Zhou Cang's hand. He slid the bow and set an arrow, and pulled the horn bow into a full moon shape. What was swish was an arrow shot out.

It is a pity that Zhou Cang was powerful, but he couldn't see clearly at night, so the arrow fell in the long grass, but the man escaped.

A group of Yellow Turban thieves around Zhou Cang suddenly became a mess and shouted.

"Have we been discovered by the officers and soldiers?"

"It's over, it's definitely going to die this time."

"Big Brother Zhou, what should I do?"

Zhou Cang was upset by the quarrel, and immediately became furious: "Shut up, listen to me!"

"This fellow fled northward, not going to Quyang City. It seems that it is not an officer under Huangfu Laoer's command. Don't panic. I will wait until I escape into the mountains."

When everyone heard Zhou Cang's explanation, they were convinced, so they continued to follow Zhou Cang and head north.

The one who fled ran with all his strength until he rushed between the two hills, breathing heavily, and stopped, bending down and holding his knees with his hands, raising his head and shouting: "Brother, Brother Junyi."

A head poked out from the hills and mountains, and he opened his mouth and said, "Zhou Cheng, what do you kid shout, come and talk."

Zhou Cheng ran to the hills and mountains with both hands and feet. There were more than a hundred people on the long grass in front of him. The man who had just called out was exposed in the moonlight, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, well-shaped features, wide shoulders and thick waist. Spirit.

"Brother Junyi, thousands of Yellow Turban thieves escaped from Quyang City, and they are running towards us, there are a lot of people."

Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, more than a hundred people around him talked.

"Thousands of people are too many, right?"

"That is, if there are hundreds of people, it's okay to say, we add up to 300 people."

"Brother Junyi, or forget it? You can't kill me if you do meritorious service?"

Hearing everyone's persuasion, the "Big Brother Junyi" snorted.

"Shut up! A big man was born in troubled times, he must make contributions, just listen to my arrangements."

Hearing what Big Brother Junyi said, Yigan suddenly stopped speaking, but lowered his body to hide his body.