The fight is one-sided.

This was expected by Zhao Hui, but it was beyond the imagination of the bandits.

What kind of people is this?

Such a terrifying combat power!

Why did such a group of people suddenly appear in this far area?

Even the Han army doesn't have such terrible combat power?

Even those Xianbei people on the grassland, without war horses, have absolutely no such combat power.

Looking at the eyes that rushed towards him, the masked bandit actually rose to the idea of escaping.

Can anyone tell me where this group of devils has come out?

It's too late to run, and the speed of looking is fast.

Even though there were many bandits in front of him blocking his way, these bandits couldn't stop him at all.

Zhang Wang's knife is fast, and it hits the vital point.

There are also Liao Hua, Wu Youcai and others to assist.

The masked leader also has a little ability, otherwise it would not be possible to gather so many people and gather in the mountains and forests.

But his strength is on the same level as those ordinary commanders in the Yellow Turban Army.

Whether it is Zhang Wang or Liao Hua, the current strength is already one level higher than those Qu Shuai.

In addition, Wu Youcai, who is on par with his strength.

In the face of the combined attack of the trio, the masked leader threw away the majestic double axe with just one move.

"Don't kill me."

In the face of death, the masked chief knelt down without restraint.

As he knelt, the rest of the bandits dropped their weapons and gave up resistance.

But there were originally 1,000 bandits, and there were only about 500 left.

"Don't kill me." The masked chief begged for mercy again.

Zhang Wang tied him up and brought him to Zhao Hui.

"Do you want any money?" Zhang Wang kicked him and made him kneel in front of Zhao Hui.

The black cloth covering his face has also been removed, revealing a face that has been burned by fire, which looks hideous, and it is no wonder that even in the daytime, it must be covered with a black cloth.

"How long have you been here?" Zhao Hui asked.

The leader of the bandits said, "It's been two months. ”

"It's only been two months?" Zhao Hui was a little surprised, such a large gang of bandits only took two months.

Zhao Hui said: "Tell me all about your situation." ”

Obviously, this disfigured bandit leader is not a tough guy, and in the face of Zhao Hui's inquiry, he did not hide it and told Zhao Hui everything.

The leader of the bandits is called Colliers, and a fire burned out most of the skin on his body a few years ago.

But the fire was set by the government, and later he joined the Yellow Turban Army, which came here after its defeat.

Originally, there were only a few people, but gradually gathered many other Yellow Turban Army.

These are not the point, the point is that the reason why he was able to collect so many Yellow Turban Army was not just relying on the battle axe in his hand, but because the original Yellow Turban Army Qu Shuai in Youzhou is now in his cottage.

This made Zhao Hui very surprised, thinking that Cheng Yuanzhi still did not escape the fate of being killed.

But he will get news of Cheng Yuanzhi here.

"Since you are all Yellow Turbans, then we are also a family." Zhao Hui asked Zhang Wang to untie the rope on Gao Li's body.

From Gao Li's mouth, Zhao Hui finally knew what happened behind Cheng Yuanzhi.

It turned out that after Cheng Yuanzhi jumped off the cliff, he kept stabbing the cliff with a war knife, wanting to make his descent slower.

But even if his hands were bloody and his sword was broken, the speed of his fall only slowed down slightly.

Fortunately, there were corpses at the bottom of the cliff at that time, and Cheng Yuanzhi just landed on the corpse.

But even so, Cheng Yuanzhi was already seriously injured and passed out in a coma.

No, Yuanzhi's luck is not limited to this, the place where he fell happened to be near Gaoli.

Gao Li fainted from the broken stones splashed on his head, and was just awakened by the sound of Cheng Yuanzhi falling to the ground.

After Gao Li heard the sound, he opened his eyes and saw that it was Cheng Yuanzhi, so he immediately picked up Cheng Yuanzhi and ran.

Therefore, the people sent by Liu Bei to the bottom of the cliff did not find Cheng Yuanzhi's body.

Zhao Hui was still very happy to meet Cheng Yuanzhi here.

But it's a pity that Cheng Yuanzhi's injury is too serious, and he is very lucky to be able to save his life, and his body has not fully recovered until now.

Therefore, the matter of coming out to rob the house was completely handed over to Gao Li.

After Gao Li was untied, he shouted loudly: "Everyone don't have to be afraid, they are from Jizhou and are in the same group as us." ”

The remaining 500 thieves also put their minds at ease, and some of those who originally wanted to escape quietly also stayed behind.

With such a strong thigh, they naturally have to hold it tightly.

I didn't see a hundred people, and I beat a thousand of them without being able to fight back.

Hold this thigh tightly, and it won't be fragrant and spicy in the future.

As for the person who is injured, naturally no one cares.

The injured were sent back to the cottage for treatment, and the dead were buried somewhere on the spot.

They all came from the Yellow Turban Army, and they have seen too many casualties, and they have long been used to it.

After the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army, they still chose to fall into the grass as a coward, and they were more or less prepared for this in their hearts.

Gao Li covered his face with a black cloth again and took Zhao Hui and his party to his cottage.

The other five hundred thieves followed, and their eyes were always on the hundred-man team, especially Zhang Xue, who looked delicate.

Zhang Xue killed a few of them just now, and they all saw it in their eyes, but they didn't expect that among Zhao Hui's group, even women were so much better than them.

"Are they really with us?"

Many bandits can't believe it's real.

How could they still have such a strong combat power in the Yellow Turban Army?

Sure enough, it was from Jizhou.

Some people have already guessed in their hearts that Zhao Hui is the general of the Jizhou Yellow Turban Army.

Cheng Yuanzhi's newly established Black Wind Village is in the Taihang Mountains.

However, it was only in the outermost part of the Taihang Mountains, and it was not deep.

There are now more than 2,000 people in the entire Black Wind Village, and Gao Li only took 1,000 people down the mountain before, thinking that it was completely enough.

However, after a fight with the hundred-man team, there are now hundreds of dead and wounded, and now there are only more than 1,800 left.

The entire cottage has been built relatively well, and it is obvious that Cheng Yuanzhi wants to occupy it for a long time.

was originally a bandit, but now that he has returned to the bandits, Cheng Yuanzhi is not unaccustomed.

It's just that his injuries are not healed, and he spends most of his time staying in the cottage, urging others to build their cottage well.

"Brother Cheng."

Cheng Yuanzhi turned around with some confusion, and everyone in the entire cottage still called him Qu Shuai.

Zhao ...... Brothers? Cheng Yuanzhi opened his mouth and spit out these three words for a long time.

"How did you end up here?"

Cheng Yuanzhi has also learned that Zhang Jiao is dead and the Yellow Turban Army has been completely defeated.

He wanted to spend the rest of his life here, but he didn't expect to meet Zhao Hui, and he hugged Zhao Hui's body excitedly.

He was eager to know everything about Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turban Army.

Although he heard some from others, Cheng Yuanzhi wanted to know more.