"These yellow turban thieves are rampant." Su Zhe sneered and gave the letter to Su Fei.

Su Fei took a look, and couldn't help but gasp, his face became more and more solemn, and he hurriedly asked Su Zhe what to do.

"Call the county first, and ask the details of these yellow turban thieves." Su Zhe was not flustered at all.

A moment later, the county Cheng Yang Luo was summoned to the city.

Su Zhe showed him the threatening letter, and asked again: "Yang County Cheng, you have also assisted the county commander for two terms in Biyang, and you should be very clear about the details of those yellow turban thieves, tell this county everything you know." ”

At the mention of the Yellow Turban Thief, Yang Luo instinctively trembled, as if he had been deeply feared in his heart, and took a few deep breaths before he could barely calm down.

"Su County Ling doesn't know, this gang of yellow turban thieves near Biyang is the remnant of the original Nanyang Yellow Turban, there are 3,000 people, the two leaders are named Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao, both of whom are generals under the command of Zhang Mancheng, the first of the original Nanyang Yellow Turban thieves, who are good at martial arts and are very good at using ......soldiers."

"Zhou Cang? Pei Yuanshao? ”

Hearing these two names that were not unfamiliar, Su Zhe's expression moved slightly.

He is familiar with history, of course he remembers that this Zhou Cang was Guan Yu who surrendered when he rode alone for thousands of miles, followed Guan Yu for half his life, and was extremely loyal.

As for this Pei Yuanshao, he was more unlucky, because he didn't measure himself, he wanted to rob Zhao Yun's horse, but he was killed.

These two people are naturally unbearable for Zhao Yun-level generals, but for Su Zhe, who is currently short of major generals, they are fierce opponents that should not be underestimated.

"What's the matter, Su Xian Ling has heard of these two thieves?"

"I've just heard a little about it, so let's go on."

Then Yang Luo continued: "These two thieves are both fierce people, I heard that this Pei Yuanshao likes to eat people's hearts the most, and that Zhou Cang likes to drink human blood, we have been ransacked by him several times in Biyang City, and the previous county commanders heard that Pei Yuanshao dug out his heart, and was bloodied by that Zhou Cang, and died extremely tragically, we are the officials and people within a radius of 100 miles from Yang, as long as they hear the names of the two of them, even children dare not cry." ”

Cannibalism! Drink human blood!

These two guys' hobbies are really perverted.

Su Zhe pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Then this threat, in your opinion, how should the county deal with it?" ”

Yang Luo said without thinking: "According to the opinion of the lower officials, it is best for Su County to collect enough grain and grass for these yellow turban thieves as soon as possible. ”

"You mean, I, Su Zhetang, the county order, actually want to take the initiative to give food to the Yellow Turban Thief?" Su Zhe's eyes widened.

"Ahem." Yang Luo sneered: "Although this is harmful to the reputation of the Su County Order, with all due respect, between reputation and life, it is naturally the latter that is more important." ”

Su Zhe frowned, and asked, "Could it be that with my three hundred soldiers and horses, I really can't defend this Biyang City?" ”

Yang Luo shook his head and sighed: "The first two county orders have not been guarded, and they have more soldiers than Su County, but Pei Er's thieves were too powerful that week, and they easily broke the city twice. ”

Su Zhe was silent.

Seeing this, Su Fei first set Yang Luo aside, lowered his voice and said: "Ziming, it's better to have more than one thing, let's first arrive in Biyang, let's not work hard with Pei Erthief that week, it's better to endure it and avoid disaster." ”

Su Zhedu walked at the head of the city, looking at the mountains and rivers outside the city with his hands in the distance, weighing the pros and cons in his heart.

After a moment, his footsteps stopped, and a subtle playful sneer crossed his lips.

Then, he sighed: "I didn't expect that the Yellow Turban Thief in Biyang is stronger than I imagined, it seems that I can only break the wealth and avoid disasters, but I just counted out, there are less than fifty stones of grain and grass in the treasury, and in this short seven days, where can I put together five hundred stones of grain and grass." ”

Yang Luo breathed a sigh of relief, but said with a smile: "This Su County Order doesn't have to worry, these five hundred stone grain and grass are in exchange for the lives of the people of Biyang City, the wool is out of the sheep, so naturally it has to be pulled from them, as long as the Su County Order gives an order, within seven days, the lower officials promise to forcibly collect five hundred stone of grain and grass from them." ”

"Forcibly requisition...... Su Zhe frowned slightly, "It's winter right now, I'm afraid these grains and grasses are their life-saving food for the winter, you forcibly requisitioned away, don't you want their lives?" ”

Yang Luo said with a bitter face: "This is also no way, the rations are less, maybe you can survive if you are hungry, if the yellow turban thief kills in, then the life is gone, and no matter how much food you have, it is useless." ”

Su Zhe was silent for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "That's it, just follow your plan, go and do it quickly." ”

Yang Luo was overjoyed, gave a thumbs up and praised Su Zhe's wisdom, patted his chest to reassure, and then took Su Zhe's order and took the county township soldiers to forcibly requisition grain and grass.

As Su Zhe said, what Yang Luo forcibly levied was the rations for the people to spend the winter, which naturally caused the people of a city to complain and make them miserable.

It's just that these people were scared of being killed by the Yellow Turban thieves, and under Yang Luolian's threat and coercion, they could only obediently hand over the rations.

In less than seven days, Yang Luo really gathered 500 stones of grain and grass.

……

Day 7, in the early afternoon.

The scouts outside the city reported that a yellow turban with the banner of "Pei" and a number of 400 people was swaggering towards Biyang along the direction of the main road.

"Are you taking the avenue, or are you fanfare, Pei Yuanshao, you are also arrogant enough."

At the head of the city, Su Zhe, who heard the report, flashed a trace of disgust in his eyes.

Yang Luo beside him said: "This Pei Yuanshao is not easy to mess with, the lower officials think that we have to pack the grain and grass in advance and send it out of the city, and we have to serve him happily." ”

"Yang Xiancheng, this official has always been very curious, the first few times the Yellow Turban thieves broke the city, up to the county order, down to the county lieutenant and the township soldiers were all killed cleanly, as a county Cheng, how did you escape death twice?"

Su Zhe suddenly asked rhetorically for no reason.

Yang Luo was stunned and squeaked.

"If I'm not mistaken, the Yellow Turban Thief spared your death twice because you have always advocated for food."

Yang Luo's body was shocked, and he immediately smiled: "Su Xian Ling is worthy of being our first talent in Jingxiang, he is really like a god, and this is almost the reason." ”

"Your superiors and colleagues all died because they did not yield to the Yellow Turban Thief, but you are the only one who survives, Yang Xiancheng, are you not ashamed at all?" There was irony in Su Zhe's words.

Yang Luo was not ashamed at all, and only said: "That's because they are stupid, not as wise as Su Xianling, they have to keep some reputation, and they don't want to work against the Yellow Turban thieves, they deserve to be killed." ”

The word "wise", Su Zhezhar who listened.

At this moment, in the direction of the avenue ahead, a group of soldiers faintly appeared, and the banner of the word "Pei" also came into view.

Su Zhe turned back to his eyes, brushed his hands and said, "Okay, let's talk here, Yang Xiancheng, do as you say." ”

Yang Luo got the order, hurriedly went down to the city, and ordered the soldiers to push more than a dozen carts of grain and grass out of the city, and the rest of the soldiers retreated into the city, only Yang Luo stayed outside the city, waiting to deliver the grain and grass to Pei Yuanshao.

As soon as Yang Luo walked on the front foot, Su Xiaoxiao came to the head of the city with his back foot, and said in his ear: "Hui Gongzi, I have secretly found out, that Yang Luo actually levied 600 stones of grain and grass through these forcible requisition, but only handed over 500 stones, and the remaining 100 stones were secretly swallowed by him." ”

"As I expected, it's no wonder that this surnamed Yang is so enthusiastic about collecting grain for me." Su Zhe snorted coldly, "Is there anything else?" ”

Su Xiaoxiao then said indignantly: "Also, I secretly inquired that the first two times the Yellow Turban Thief broke the city, it is very likely that this surnamed Yang deliberately released water in order to protect himself, so the Yellow Turban Thief can easily break the city, so the Yellow Turban Thief will spare his life." ”

Su Zhe's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness, and he snorted coldly: "It seems to be similar to what I speculated, fortunately I was wary, otherwise if I left this Yang by my side, I would have to be killed by him sooner or later." ”

When the words fell, Su Fei had already hurried over, and said in a low voice: "Ziming, I have followed your instructions, and as soon as Yang Luo leaves the city, I will transfer all the horses to the east gate, so if Pei Yuanshao breaks his faith and attacks the city, with our existing strength, we should be able to hold it." ”

"Who said I was going to keep it?" The corners of Su Zhe's mouth raised a treacherous color.

"Huh?" Su Fei's face changed, and a trace of bad premonition suddenly appeared in his heart.