On the night of the murder in the dark moon, when the wind was high and the fire was set on fire, more than 100,000 moth thieves were monitored separately, not only for better management but in anticipation of the fact that one day they would kill the moth thieves and facilitate the killer, and today, the butcher knife that had been hanging above their heads finally fell, and the moth thieves who had just fallen asleep were told that they could return to their hometowns, but the conditions for leaving must be tied, and they would only be free when they arrived outside the city, otherwise so many moth thieves would not dare to let them wander around Ji County.

In order to gain freedom, the moth thieves had already become careless, and after arriving at the deserted mountains outside the city, they did not know that their death was coming, and they were still shouting why they were not freed, but it was not until they found that the surrounding soldiers showed a fierce look on their faces that they realized that they had been fooled.

The innocent young children did not know what had happened, the village women in rough clothes wept at this moment, even the prime of life and old people trembled and whimpered, and the adult men, although angry and scolding, could not stop the atrocities that the Han army was about to launch.

The earth pits that suddenly appeared around them were either buried alive, or to bury the corpses after the killing to avoid the epidemic, thinking that the officials and soldiers had been so well prepared, how could they still have the slightest chance of survival. Many people began to question whether it was correct to accept the official army's appeasement, and the answer they got was naturally that this was a choice that made them dizzy, and they never believed it if they were deceived a lot, but after many years of trust, they paid the price of their lives again.

However, the only thing that made them happy in their hearts was that the officers and soldiers had not killed them so far, and they were very worried and hesitant in their hearts. But as time passed, their eyes became hollow. It was as if resigned to his fate and gave up resistance.

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of them from far and near. Many people recognize it, even if they haven't seen it, but after seeing the full head of brown hair, they also know that the person who came is none other than the former Qu Shuai - Hou Brown Hair.

The moonlit night was dusk, and there was a breeze blowing, and the helpless crowd seemed to see the hope of living, but when they found that the man was unkempt and dirty, the whole person was covered with flesh and skin, and the stains mixed with blood were extremely miserable.

The moth thief could no longer suppress the anger in his heart after seeing the brown hair's respectful face. But the officers and soldiers didn't give these people who lost their freedom any chance to resist at all, poof, the head fell to the ground, the blood gushed like a spring, and the landing of the body's freedom finally stopped the commotion, and until this moment, it had been numb, as if the three souls had lost two souls, and the brown hair of the seven souls had lost six souls before the heartstrings were twitched.

Forthwith. He turned to look at a dark shadow, his body stiff and even a little rickety, but he still had his own pride. Looking up at the sky, a sarcastic laugh erupted from his nostrils.

This laughter was so harsh that the surrounding officers and soldiers were red-faced.

From the beginning of his capture. Later, the brown hair scolded the officials and soldiers for not being faithful, but he knew that scolding now would only make the officials and soldiers angry and cut off the leaders of the people earlier. Therefore, his laughter became the most blatant mockery. Or the irony of one's own initial abandonment of resistance.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, because he has calmly faced it and calmly died, and as for those who feel guilty, it is these poor ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers.

"It's my brown hair that hurt you, I don't know if there will be a next life, if there is, I'll repay your kindness again."

"Qu Shuai."

"Qu Shuai."

Although there are only a few short sentences, the true feelings in them make the Yellow Turban Army no longer able to control their feelings, and they cry bitterly one by one, but as soon as the noise started, there was a loud cheer in vain from the shadows that the brown hair had seen before and after:

"Back brown hair!"

This sound was unusually loud, echoing in the wild mountains, everyone looked at the darkness, and soon, they saw Liu Bei, who was coming from the dark shadow, shouting: "Drag the leader of this moth thief down and bury it on the spot!" ”

"No!"

The little colonel promised, and with a bang, the sword was unsheathed, and his eyes were even more slashed by Dao Senran's murderous intent, and he took a few steps forward, pulling the back brown hair to the edge of the dirt pit.

The surrounding moth thieves looked at the eyes of the Qiqi all turned pale and wept, and then although the brown hair had the consciousness of calmly going to death, but at this moment, the face was still unnaturally slightly pale, until there was no blood, and even the body couldn't help but tremble.

This kind of appearance made Hou Brown hair very angry with his cowardice, so he gritted his teeth, even if he was physically afraid, he would not beg for mercy, because in his heart, he disdained the officials and the army, and even despised it.

The back brown hair on the edge of the pit suddenly felt a pain in the crook of his leg, and he knelt on one knee with a muffled snort under the pain, and then the two people who went to the left and right kicked the crook of his other leg, so that the brown hair became kneeling on both knees, and at the same time, the eyes of the knife and axe hand flashed cold, and the ring head knife was unsheathed and raised high, under the moonlit night, the ring head knife flashed a sharp edge, along the beautiful arc raised high, many moth thief soldiers had closed their eyes, and could not bear to see this cruel scene again.

Liu Bei glanced at this iron-clad man, even if he died, he held his head high, did not make a sound, and turned his head slightly, which was the instruction of the execution, and he couldn't bear to look at the tragic situation at that moment.

~~~~~

Liu Lan, who thought of a countermeasure, didn't want to receive Fan Min's order to escort the moth thieves to five thousand miles outside the city and slaughter them all, which completely disrupted Sima's deployment and the countermeasures that he had finally thought of.

If you don't accept the order, it will inevitably be like a rebellion, maybe Fan Min doesn't dare to move now, after all, why wouldn't he rashly cut him when he first came, but after dealing with the moth thief, Fan Min can still tolerate himself? Although he has the face of Wen Shu's side, he is not dead, but the matter of going to Jizhou is afraid that it will come to an end, and Liu Lan thought a lot for a while, so he couldn't sit still anymore and asked, "What is the reaction of the others?" ”

The people sent out to monitor all came back one after another, so Shiren also appeared in the tent at this moment, but the news he brought was not good, because almost no one refused Fan Min's general order, including Liu Bei, and even Liu Bei was the first to make a decision to arrive at the place where the moth thief was imprisoned and take away the moth thief.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's eyes faintly showed a bit of anger and hatred, while Liu Lan's heart sank, originally thought that Liu Bei would have the same idea as him, even if he didn't, he chose neutrality, but he didn't expect Liu Bei to be the most staunch supporter.

"In that case, Zhang Zheng, you go and bring the moth thief out first."

After Liu Lan finished speaking, he looked at Shiren again and said, "By the way, do you know where Liu Bei executed the moth thief?" ”

"A wild ridge five miles north of the city."

Actually on the way, Liu Lan, who snorted coldly, began to liven up his mind. (To be continued......)