The people of the family in the hall heard the yellow scarf coming, and their faces changed dramatically in an instant.

Huangfu Song also frowned, he never thought that the thief army that had just suffered defeat would arrive at Xinzheng City so quickly.

Fortunately, he is a battle-hardened veteran, and his resolute face is resolute, and everyone in the court said: "Everyone, go to the city with this general to have a look." ”

When I came to the city tower, there was a crowd of black people standing on the ground in front of me, with different costumes and various weapons. The only thing they have in common is that they all have yellow scarves wrapped around their heads.

"Huangfu Lao'er, hurry up and go down to the city to surrender, maybe you can be spared from dying!" The yellow turban generals who called for the battle saw Huangfu Song coming up, pointing the tip of the gun in his hand at the city wall, and shouted loudly.

"Surrender! Surrender! ”

Tens of thousands of yellow scarves waved their flags and shouted, and the momentum shook the sky.

Many of the lords of the family on the city wall were so frightened that their faces changed, and there were even a few shy faces, full of worry and said: "General Huangfu, can this new Zhengcheng still be saved?" If you can't do that, then send some men and escort us north to safety. ”

"Don't panic, although this Xinzheng City is not a major fortress, it is by no means able to conquer it in a while." Huangfu Song's tone was calm, trying to appease the restless people.

The Yellow Turban Army under the city was nearly 50,000, and when the officers and troops fought against it before, most of them lost more than they won.

Although he won a game in Changshe two days ago, the morale and morale of the army are still unstable, and it is necessary to improve the morale of the three armed forces through the victory on the frontal battlefield.

However, at this juncture, there is no 100% certainty, and Huangfu Song does not dare to attack rashly.

The frontier is the home of the generals, but it is not the burial place of these family masters.

The Han dynasty is supported by the family, so Huangfu Song must save their lives.

Seeing that Huangfu Song was hesitant, Lu Bu asked aloud: "General, don't you fight?" ”

Huangfu Song didn't answer, turned his gaze sideways, and asked the gentle prince beside him: "Wen Ruo, what do you think?" ”

The young man called 'Wen Ruo' behaved as usual, ignoring the shouts of the city, and replied slowly: "At the moment, the morale of the moth thieves is strong, and we can temporarily avoid its edge." As long as the city is defended, the thief army cannot attack it, so it should be retreated......"

Huangfu Song thought so, and it was precisely because of this young man's advice a few days ago that the Han army was able to burn down the company camp on the outskirts of Changshe and break the moth thieves.

Cao Cao's eyes were full of appreciation when he looked at the son of the Xun family, but he was more curious about Lu Bu's opinion, so he asked out loud: "General Lu, what do you think of the moth thieves in the city?" ”

"A rabble." Lu Bu didn't think much about it, and replied casually.

"Oh? What's the best idea? Cao Cao's spirits suddenly perked up, thinking that Lu Bu had a way to break the thief, and hurriedly asked.

The son of the Xun family over there obviously also heard Lu Bu's remarks, and turned his eyes slightly, wanting to hear the unique insights of this northern general.

"Rush over and kill the thief commander who is cowering behind." Lu Bu made a slashing gesture, and the answer was simple and rude.

"Can it be that simple?"

Cao Cao was stunned for a while before he came back to his senses, and said lightly, eating a lamp grass.

The battlefield is not the place for bravery.

There are 40,000 or 50,000 Yellow Turban troops in the city, and who dares to go to the generals in the city?

If you're not careful, you'll never come back.

Lu Bu didn't answer Cao Cao, turned to Huangfu Song and hugged his fist: "The last general will ask for battle." ”

…………

Ga~~~

The heavy gate opened, and the suspension bridge pulled in mid-air was slowly lowered.

"Boss, the Han army is out of the city!" The young man with short eyebrows and rabbit teeth grinned at the finger.

Deng Chui, who served as the pioneer officer, slapped the back of the young man's head fiercely, and said slightly angrily: "How many times have you said it, call me a general!" ”

The young man rubbed his head in pain, and responded: "Okay, second master!" ”

The Yellow Turban Army suffered a big loss in Changshe a few days ago, and they will definitely have to find a place to return today.

Two thousand horses galloped out of the city gates, stepped over the drawbridge, and lined up.

The two thousand cavalry behind him were on the battlefield for the first time, and Lu Bu couldn't help but have to tell some. Looking at the countless moth thieves in front of him, he said loudly: "There are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, in your eyes, except for the robes and brothers beside you, there is only the enemy in front of you. Whether they are old, weak, sick and disabled, or strong and heavy-armed, they all went with General Ben to tear them apart! Do you hear me? ”

"Take! Military! Military! ”

The two thousand sons shouted loudly.

"Song Xian, Cao Xing."

"The last general!"

"You two each lead a thousand people, protect me around, and we will kill the thief in one go!"

"Order!"

After the simple arrangement, Lu Bu drew a halberd from afar, and suddenly shouted: "Kill!" ”

Having said that, most of these Yellow Turban soldiers who made it difficult for the Han royal family to sleep were actually poor people living at the bottom. They endured the oppression and slavery of the powerful families for many years, and if they were not desperate, no one would be willing to rise up against the imperial court.

However, when they joined the Moth Thief, the whole worldview changed completely.

They suddenly found that those old men of the family were not high-minded, they were also afraid of death, and they also knew that they were afraid of begging.

Seeing those illustrious figures kneeling at their feet begging for mercy, the moth thieves felt an indescribable joy in their hearts. This kind of excitement is a pleasure that even gold, silver and jade can't reach.

So they captured the county town, stormed into the deep mansion, rummaged through the cabinets, and took whatever they liked. The silk clothes that I didn't dare to touch before, all of them were put on my body.

The beautiful women in the house were also pressed under them and indulged in their feelings.

In the past, this was unthinkable.

The arrogant officials who used to be powerful and do whatever they want are also so vulnerable.

And all this stems from the weapons they clench in their hands.

The Yellow Turban Army was bloodied in Yangzhai for three days, killing soldiers, and the snowball was getting bigger and bigger.

Endless desires invaded the mind, and the moth thieves who tasted the sweetness naturally wanted to go to Luoyang to ransack.