Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Liu Ye nodded. It is still in the early stage of the Yellow Turban Rebellion. There is a lot of food and grass accumulated in various places, and it is far from the level of changing children. The stored food and grass here are thousands of stones, enough for tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves for half a month. Even if the Yellow Turban thief has a hundred thousand people after burning the grain and grass, it is not a concern.

"Burned, killed a Zhou Jun, and Zhang Jun, Ma Jun, burned the grain and grass, can the Yellow Turban thief be transformed out of thin air to produce no grain and grass?" Liu Ye's face was awe-inspiring, and he personally took a torch from the ranger, and tried hard. Throw it into a pile of grain and straw. Although there was some moisture after the heavy rain, the grain and straw were dried without moisture. They were originally flammable. If this torch was thrown down, wouldn't it ignite a huge fire?

The rangers and prisoners behind saw that everyone respected Brother Liu personally set a good example. They all looked at each other and raised their hands to throw torches. A dozen fires continued to increase their power. Everyone fought **** night in the rain. The rain was soaked with blood, and the fire was burning in front of me at this moment, but I felt warm and comfortable on my body.

The grain and grass burned, and the ladders were naturally among them. Liu Ye smiled slightly: "I wait to kill the thief chief and burn the thief's food and grass. The thief will be afraid, and the kings will watch."

At this time, the Yellow Turban thief who had fled for most of the night had lingering fears, but gradually noticed that there was no Han army chasing him behind him, and Liu Ye, who had three heads and six arms that could attract Thunder, was no one. Only then did he feel a sore leg and foot, although the floor was covered. The wet mud couldn't take care of it, too tired to sit in the mud, and didn't want to move half of his fingers.

The fire gradually increased, and it was very eye-catching in the dark. After the Yellow Turban thieves noticed the raging fire, a bad feeling came to their hearts.

"That's... forage?"

"Grass...There are a total of three thousand stones, grains and grasses, so I can wait for half a month!"

Pang Hun, the little handsome yellow-scarf sitting on the ground, didn't care about the sore hands and feet, and hurriedly stood up: "What are you doing in a daze? Go and put out the fire, otherwise everyone will drink Northwest Wind!"

With an order, the stunned Yellow Turban thief reacted and hurried to the sky. Some took off their clothes and beat the flames, and some took off their helmets and scooped water in the nearby creek, but the car was paid. Fortunately, the Yellow Turban thieves are so powerful that tens of thousands of people almost cut off a nearby river, and countless people’s clothes were burned with holes in them. At last they barely put out the fire. After the midnight toss, the sky was already Twilight.

Countless yellow turban thieves looked bloodlessly at the remains after the fire. There were not a single 3,000 stones, food and grass, and most of them were burned to ashes. It is not certain whether the remaining ones can be supported for three days.

All the Yellow Turban thieves were covered with dust on their faces. The chaos of the night and the fire fighting had made them feel sick. Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at the handsome Pang Hun in the middle.

Pang Hun made a decisive decision: "Light up a fire to cook, and you should eat before you are full." More than 20,000 Yellow Turban thieves were very tired. Hearing Pang Hun's words, they had to start a fire and cook. Suddenly, the exhausted Yellow Turban thieves swallowed up. But he didn't dare to eat more, for fear that no one would eat up the only remaining grain.

After a swallowing sound, the cronies around Pang Hun asked.

"Pang Shuai, shall we still find Liu Yuqing to avenge Zhou Shuai?"

When Pang Hun heard the word Liu Ye, he was frightened and shook his head hurriedly: "Although the city of Li is small, there are warriors like Liu Yuqing. They are no less than Fan Kuai who was next to the great ancestor, unless Xu Shuai led an army to match him. , I'm waiting for the new defeat, the weak army encores it?"

The guard whispered: "Food and grass are no more than 300 shi. One meal a day can still support four or five days. What is the plan for the present?"

Pang Hun pondered for a while, raised his head and raised his mouth, and said with confidence: "It is said that the troops will retreat thirty miles to camp, and they will ransack the fields to collect food and grass. Zhou Shuai died for the Taiping cause. I must avenge Zhou Shuai! "

The guard inspected the head, folded his fists and backed away, while Pang Hun laughed, as if he was about to let out the depression in his chest.

"Hey, Zhou Shuai? What a handsome man after he died, now that the group of dragons has no leader, the little characters of this handsome man should also be removed."

Zhou Jun and Zhou Wen’s brothers died in battle, and Liu Ye, both the fierce Han Chaqi and Xiaoshuai with tall eyes, were killed by Liu Ye. Pang Hun, who had never been interested in the past, gave orders without hindrance. Suddenly, tens of thousands of yellow scarf thieves ate and drank. When I walked dozens of miles away from the city, I saw a yellow tide running like a stream.

Standing on the top of the city, Wu De shouted excitedly.

"Brother, as expected, the Yellow Turban thief retreated and Licheng was saved." Wude's yelling sounded quite harsh in the past, but today it is also softer. Liu Ye stood on the head of the city, looking With more than 20,000 Yellow Turban thief hurriedly retreating, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Youdao is a master of art and boldness. Liu Ye has practiced Chinese martial arts for decades. With a long soldier in his hand, it is really killing people like cutting grass when he casts an eight-great gun. The generals who are good at making guns throughout the ages are like this, the Kingdom says. Zhao Yun seven in and seven out, this can be seen. However, there are tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves who are surrounded and stacked, and they are full of yellow turbans at first glance. Fortunately, this Yellow Turban thief is not well equipped. If he has the equipment of the officer and army, each wears iron armor and holds a large iron shield. The gold and iron rhubarb crossbow, let alone Liu Ye, is the resurrection of the sharp spear Li Shuwen, and the resurrection of the **** of war Sun Lutang.

Liu Ye had never led a soldier before. These few days of sledgehammer trials have exercised some courage. However, seeing tens of thousands of thieves retreating with his own eyes, he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. A tiredness seemed to fill his soul. .

"Brother, even though the Yellow Turban thief retreats, as there is still smoke and smoke everywhere today, how about sending out sentry scouts to inquire?" Zhao et al. did not know when they came to Liu Ye, and softly suggested.

Liu Ye hummed, "That's right, but I was negligent." After that, Liu Ye ordered four Han troops who were proficient in riding skills to go out to investigate. Four horses brought Huang Chen and galloped out of the city gate. , Siqi scattered, and each went to inquire in all directions.

"Big brother, Wang Zhen and Tan Xing took advantage of the night when the big brother was fighting, they slipped away quietly, but now they don't know where to go." Zhao et al said again.

Wu De's brows tightened, and he couldn't help being furious: "What? These thieves didn't work hard to fight, but instead left the city, how many people did they take away?"

Zhao waited unhurriedly and said: "Wang Zhen and Tan Xing are known for their prestige, and no less than half of the people go out with them in the city." There were already less than two thousand people in the city, but now there are even fewer.