Forty miles outside Wei County, there is a flat land.

At this moment, there are more than 100 yellow scarves besieging a convoy here. The convoy had two luxurious carriages, and was guarded by more than a dozen guards, in addition to a young man in his early twenties, with a spear in his hand, guarding the front.

"Wait and go, I'm in the way!" The young man shouted loudly, but there was no ambiguity in his hand, a spear was like a poisonous dragon, and with every shot, a yellow scarf was killed and snatched from the gun.

"Strongman, you ......" A middle-aged man at the head of the convoy hesitated a little.

"Hurry up, these people can't keep me!" The young man said angrily.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then shouted, these people stayed here, undoubtedly to make trouble for the young man, as long as he escaped, with his ability, it would be easy to get out.

"The grace of the strong man, my Hedong Wei family must be remembered in my heart!" The middle-aged man turned his head and shouted, and the next moment, the two carriages, protected by more than a dozen guards, quickly galloped towards the rear.

And this middle-aged man is also Wei Yuan, the patriarch of the Wei family, who happened to go to Youzhou to do business this time, but when he was halfway back to the journey, the Yellow Turban Uprising broke out.

"Damn, don't let them run away, it turned out to be from the Hedong Wei family, I said why are you so rich." On the side of the Yellow Turban, a man led by him yelled: "Brothers, that convoy belongs to the Hedong Wei family, it is a big fish, I have seen with my own eyes that there is at least one million dollars on the carriage, as long as we do this, we will be able to eat and drink spicy food in the future!" ”

The head of this yellow scarf is named Zheng Yi, but he is not righteous at all, he was born as a bandit, and later joined this yellow scarf, and he is still doing his old business of robbing houses and houses.

Originally, Zhang Jiao ordered all the Yellow Turban soldiers and horses to gather in Guangzong Julu, but Zheng Yi didn't care much and still ran out. And today, as luck would have it, he met a convoy, and he accidentally found a carriage full of copper coins, and immediately Zheng Yi took his brother to prepare to do this ticket.

With the man's roar, more than 100 yellow turban soldiers and horses were like being beaten with chicken blood, millions of dollars, this is simply an astronomical amount, if you wait to get your hands, you will not have to worry about eating and drinking for the rest of your life.

"With me here, you don't want to take a step forward!" The young man slapped the horse and stopped directly in front of Zheng Yi.

"Damn, that's a tricky idea, let's get on it together, do this kid, and the others will stop those two cars for me!" Zheng Yi was also taken aback by the young man, he didn't dare to face such a killing god, so he could only let his subordinates deal with it.

Rao is no matter how powerful the young man is, there is only one person, and if he wants to stop more than a hundred people, it is undoubtedly a fantasy, and there are still many yellow scarves rushing over when he falls to the ground, rushing to chase the convoy of the Wei family.

The young man wanted to help, but he was powerless, and he was dragged by someone, and he couldn't be separated.

On the other side, on the convoy of the Nawei family, one was loaded with money and the other was for family members, where was running fast, and they were soon caught up by the group of yellow scarves behind them.

"Stop them, stop them." Wei Yuan screamed. A dozen guards could only rush out, trying to stop the Yellow Turban thieves.

However, where can these dozen or so guards be the opponents of the Yellow Turban status of a group of bandits, especially the number of these Yellow Turbans is still large, just one meeting, four or five guards were killed and injured, and Wei Yuan was frightened when he saw it. Now the young man looked a little too bad to protect himself, and if the guards were dead again, then he would be doomed.

"Good martial arts!" At this time, the hundred horsemen brought by Zhou Fan also arrived. What caught my eye was the young man's appearance of fighting alone for more than 50 yellow scarves but still being at ease, and he couldn't help but admire.

However, in the next second, his eyes were on the side of the convoy, and he suddenly became angry. I saw that the nearly 100 yellow scarves had already killed all the guards of the Nawei family, and a carriage had been pushed in.

"Evil, you go and help the strong man, and the rest of the people will be killed with me!" Zhou Fan is a big drink!

"No!" Dian Wei hurriedly responded, slapped the tiger under his crotch, and rushed straight towards the young man.

What is called a tiger into the flock, now Dian Wei perfectly interprets this. The two halberds in his hand danced like windmills, but anyone who came close was directly hacked to death by him.

"Damn, Tiger!"

"Damn, youkai!"

Immediately, those yellow scarves were stupid by Dian Wei, and some of them even forgot to fight back.

"Thank you for the rescue!" The young man exclaimed gratefully. Dian Wei rushed in, which made him much more relaxed, and the whole person let go of his hands and feet. A spear in his hand attacked like a poisonous snake, and cooperated with Na Dian Wei to take away the lives of those yellow scarves one by one!

And on this side, Zheng Yi was frightened by Zhou Fan's shout, turned his head to look, and was suddenly dumbfounded, only to see a group of heavily armed cavalry rushing towards them.

"I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me!" Zheng Yi chose to surrender without hesitation, if his soldiers and horses could beat the hundred horses in front of him, there would be ghosts. With Zheng Yi taking the lead, the rest of the yellow turbans also dropped their weapons and chose to surrender.

Hearing that Zheng Yi had surrendered, Zhou Feng, who was rushing to the front, turned his head and glanced at Zhou Fan and asked him. After all, they had all surrendered and not killed before.

"Kill them all!" Zhou Fan ordered without hesitation. This group of yellow turbans is so vicious, it is not soft to kill people, it is absolutely impossible to be from the common people, most of them are bandits and horses, for such scum, Zhou Fan will naturally not let go.

"Don't!" Zheng Yi screamed, where would he have thought that even if he surrendered, the Han army on the opposite side would not let him go.

Bang! With a heavy blow, Zhou Feng's hammer smashed on Zheng Yi's head without hesitation, and it was immediately a pit, overflowing with blood.

Kill! With Zhou Fan's order, the 100 forest riders were not merciful at all, and with a few shots per person, they wiped out all those yellow scarves.

On the other side, the efficiency of Dian Wei and the young man was not low at all, and more than fifty people all died under the guns of the two, and they were coming towards Zhou Fan at this moment.

"Madame, Ning'er, Madam, Ning'er!" The dozen or so guards of the entire convoy were all dead, and now only Na Wei Yuan was still alive.

At this moment, he was getting up from the pile of corpses in a somewhat dazed position, and he didn't have time to care about Zhou Fan, and while calling excitedly, he threw himself towards the fallen carriage.

With a bang, the carriage shook, and a woman crawled out of it, plus a boy who looked to be about ten years old, probably the lady and Ning'er in Wei Yuan's mouth.

"Master, Ning'er and I are fine!" The woman held the boy in her arms and said in a trembling voice.

At this time, Wei Yuan breathed a long sigh of relief, and then remembered his family's life-saving benefactor, and hurriedly walked in front of Zhou Fan, clasped his fists and said gratefully: "Thank you for this general's life-saving grace." In the future, if it is useful to find a place, I, Hedong Weiyuan, will definitely do my best to help. ”