"Zheng."

A clear string sound over, the aftermath of the sound rattled, the elegant Xuan in the spin of silence, a long time before a sigh came out: "Yingchuan, Nanyang two places yellow scarves have been destroyed, I think Jizhou can not support for a long time. Taiping Road and Zhang Jiao old Tao to become insufficient, too disappointing ......"

The dressy woman asked quietly: "Miss, now what should we do?

The charming voice in the elegant xuan said, "The destruction of Taiping Dao is imminent, there is no need to deliver the news of the court to them, what we have to do now is to hide our traces and wait for the right time."

"Yes, Miss."

The woman in costume stood up from the ground and exited outside the refined house in style.

......

I am not sure who will tell me about my sorrowful search, but I am alone in my sorrowful thoughts.

The more I think about it, the more I think about it.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good deal on this.

I'm not sure I'll be able to do anything about it, but I hope to see you again.

I'm sorry for the misfortunes of the people, but it is the fate of the people who are entrusted with the salty pool.

......

A little while later, the elegant cottage sounded a quiet and gentle song, like a sob, like a complaint, like silk, even the pond branches of the birds heard forget to return ......

......

Zhang Zhuang.

The banner that Ma Yue had ordered to be made overnight was already in the hands of Guan Hai, and was waving in the wind. The plain white cloth mantle was embroidered with the four blood-red words "Eight Hundred Rangers", which was very eye-catching.

Ma Yue walked to a straggler and stood next to him, his cold gaze fell on the straggler, making him feel uncomfortable as if he was sitting on a needle. The bandit was carrying a large bag in his arms, bulging, and he didn't know what was in it.

"What's in it?"

Ma Yue's tone was cold, like the whistling wind, freezing the marrow of people's bones.

"Some clothes ...... clothes, I feel beautiful, want to ...... want to keep the future to my daughter-in-law to wear, wear ......"

Ma Yue's gaze was stern, and the stragglers were aghast at the silence.

Such a few stragglers, many stragglers are either holding or carrying, carrying a lot of things, the most outrageous one guy actually also carried a carved eight immortal table, this time eight hundred stragglers already looks like an army, more like a group of fleeing refugees. If you take these guys on the road, without the official army to chase, just tired enough to wear out the eight hundred bandits.

Ma Yue expression like a knife, turned around and walked to the front of the line.

There is a cold wind from the village entrance on the open space, swept up Ma Yue that wild black hair, stern killing machine from his black eyes, like a sharp steel knife scraped through the hearts of eight hundred bandits, all held their breath.

"Throw away all these useless things! Everyone is allowed to carry only weapons in their hands and food on their backs, if anyone dares to disobey the order, steel swords will be waiting for them! You are soldiers, not refugees!"

"Throw it away!"

Guan Hai and Pei Yuan Shao shouted with angry eyes, and the stragglers threw their bao-yu and useless stuffs to the ground.

Ma Yue gave a stifled grunt, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and with a move of his hand, four fierce and fierce stragglers had already escorted two drooping stragglers to the front of the line, and fell down on their knees in the muddy snow.

Ma Yue's cold and resounding voice was like a hard stone rolling over the heart of every straggler.

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"Yesterday, before entering the village, I had explicitly ordered that no one is allowed to harm the poor people, or else kill without amnesty! But last night, some people still disobeyed the order and sneaked into the village, killing and raping women! I'm a man of my word, if anyone breaks the ban, the king of heaven will cut him down!"

"No, chief, we know we're wrong, forgive us, we won't dare to do it again!"

The two bandits thought that a reprimand would be enough, but they didn't expect Ma Yue to kill them, so they panicked and begged for mercy.

Ma Yue's gaze was stern, and he took out his steel sword and handed it to Guan Hai, sternly shouting, "Guan Hai, you do the execution!"

He took the steel sword with a ruthless heart, handed the banner to Pei Yuan Shao at his side, and then turned to the two stragglers and said, "Brother, close your eyes, it will be fine in a moment."

The two stragglers gave Guan Hai a desperate look and closed their eyes with clenched teeth.

Guan Hai's dark face swept a trace of fierce, hand up the knife, sharp steel knife in the air through a cold arc, hot blood splashed, two heads have rolled down the snow.

The eight hundred bandits are all awe-inspiring, Liu Yan can not bear to look away, standing next to her Zou Yu Niang is a strange look, thinking that the court wanted the murderer, seems to be different from other bandits? Even the disciplined official army is not likely to kill their own subordinates for the sake of innocent people.

In order to survive, Ma Yue did not hesitate to train this group of farmers into wild wolves, but he also knew that this group of wild wolves must not be allowed to lose control, he must establish absolute supreme authority among this group of wolves, otherwise, the eight hundred stragglers will eventually become a disaster, a catastrophe.

Taking a long breath of cold air, Ma Yue shouted aloud, "Pei Yuan Shao!"

Pei Yuan Shao took a step forward and said sternly, "Yes!"

......

After escaping with his life, Zhang Qiu, the steward of Zhang Zhuang, fled back to Anyang County with a speed no less terrifying than that of a marathon, and reported to Chen Zhen, the magistrate of the county, that Zhang Zhuang had been attacked by bandits, and only one of the hundred people of Zhang Zhuang survived.

Chen Zhen, the magistrate, was shocked by the news and summoned the county chancellor, the county lieutenant and various ministers to discuss the matter.

Many of the officials thought that the city gates should be closed and put under martial law, and then sent someone to quickly notify the Lord Qin Jie, the governor of Nanyang, and ask him to send troops to clean up the situation. Only Li Yan, a puisne of the Thief Cao, did not think so, believing that a mere hundred or so stray pirates were not enough to be feared, and that there was no need for the Shogun to send troops, as only 500 county soldiers in Fuyang County would be enough to defeat them.

Li Yan, the word Zhengfang, a native of Nanyang, was only 20 years old at the time, and was the puisne of Fuyang County, a minor official in charge of apprehending thieves, because he was quite talented and appreciated by the county magistrate Chen Zhen.

Someone questioned: "Li Yan, how can you conclude that there are only a hundred or so bandits?"

Li Yan laughed and pointed his hand at Zhang Qiu, "Although Zhang is obese, he is only a hundred or so pounds of fat, how many people can have a full meal? That's why I dare to assert that there are only a hundred or so stragglers."

All are dumbfounded, the county magistrate Chen Zhen is deeply convinced.

Li Yan flicked his robe sleeve, said: "Lord, Nanyang Huang Yang has been broken by General Zhu and Lord Qin joint forces, the Yellow Turban bandits destroyed eight out of ten, only a few left to run away and scatter. This is only the remnants of the defeated soldiers here, I only need 200 soldiers, we can break them and cut off their heads to present."

Chen Zhen's mind was greatly relieved, reaching out to stroke his willow beard under his jaw, gladly said: "This official and your 300 soldiers, tomorrow at three o'clock to make dinner, five o'clock to march."

"I obey the order!"

Li Yan clasped fist a bow, young handsome face swept through a trace of complacency, more and more apparently the vigor, husband in the world when to build a career, this is a God-given opportunity ah.

......

Wancheng, the sheriff's residence.

Wen Hui burst in with great enthusiasm and said to Qin Jie, who was fidgeting, "Brother-in-law, we have news."

Qin Jie stood up with a start, and Huang Zhong's generals who were standing on one side also turned their faces with a look of excitement.

Qin Jie asked urgently, "Where are the remaining Yellow Turbans now?"

Wen Ren took a breath and replied, "The fast horse ran 80 miles east and finally got the news that some fleeing people had seen a group of Yellow Turban bandits heading southeast, probably Ma Yue's bandits."

Qin Jie's face changed and asked, "Where did you meet them and what time?"

Wen Ren said, "In the southwest of Biyang County, in the area of Stone Mountain, at the end of yesterday."

"Stone Mountain in Biyang County! Yesterday at the end of the day?" The first thing you need to do is to get to the top of the mountain.

Zou Jing, who is familiar with the geography of Nanyang, was shocked and said, "Fuyang is the hometown of the great general, if they are attacked by the invaders, I am afraid that the great general will be angry."

Qin Jie said, "If this is not enough, but the General's father is still in Fuyang City, once ...... the consequences will be unimaginable."

All lost color, are afraid to think once the general's old father met with an accident, what will be the consequences? I'm afraid that everyone here will have to fall on their heads. It was only after a long time that Jiangxia Cai Mao came to his senses and said with disbelief, "Ma Yue's bandits are only a thousand people, and there are 500 county soldiers in Fuyang County, so it may not be enough to send troops to clean up, but it is more than enough to hold on to, right?"

Huang Zhong said, "I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but just in case, my lord, we should quickly send troops to pursue!"

Qin Jie heard a shock, sternly said: "All the generals listen to the order."