Chapter 11: Caught off guard!
"When Pei Yuanshao came to get food, as soon as I gave the order, you asked the brothers to shoot me to death, don't be soft." Su Zhe raised his hand and pointed out of the city, his clear eyes revealing murderous intent.
Su Fei's heart was shocked, and he suddenly realized that his nephew was very "treacherous", and the five hundred stones of grain and grass were just bait to lure the snake out of the hole, in order to lure the Yellow Turban thieves to the front of the city, and kill them by surprise when they were defenseless.
Su Fei, who woke up, immediately soaked in cold sweat on his forehead, and said hurriedly: "Ziming, you are too bold, even if we can kill these hundreds of Yellow Turban Thieves, there are still more than 3,000 Yellow Turban Thieves left, when they come to attack in a big way, what will we use to resist!?"
"Then the second uncle felt that I just gave five hundred stone rice grass to the Yellow Turban Thief for nothing?" Su Zhe asked rhetorically.
Su Fei sighed: "It's shameless, but it's better than losing your life, Ziming, listen to my advice, it's better to have more than less, don't take risks." β
"Second uncle, you are too naΓ―ve." Su Zhe smiled bitterly, "Others come to be the county commander, and it's okay to break the money to the Yellow Turban Thief to avoid disasters, but I am now a thorn in the side of those big clans of the Huang family, once I do this, they will definitely ask Liu Jingsheng to participate in my personal enemy's crime, when the time comes, will Liu Jingsheng, the second uncle, understand my hardship?" β
A rhetorical question made Su Fei speechless, and he suddenly realized that he understood Su Zhe's hardships.
Su Zhe did this because he had no choice but to take this opportunity to fight the Yellow Turban Thieves, even if it was just to eliminate a few hundred people.
After taking a deep breath, Su Fei's face also lit up with determination, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Since this is the case, then the second uncle has nothing to say, just listen to you." β
Convincing his uncle, Su Zhe exhaled lightly and shot his gaze in the direction of the avenue.
Two hundred steps away, Pei Yuanshao, who looked hideous and had black hair like a steel wire, was carrying a big axe obliquely, riding a big black horse, and came with his head held high.
Approaching the city gate, he squinted and swept forward, seeing the grain cart that had long been parked outside the city, and his hideous face couldn't help but squeeze out a smug sneer.
"What Yang Luo said is really right, this newcomer Su He Zhe is really an embroidered pillow as a mouse, I scared him obediently to give food when I wrote a letter, what is the first genius of Jingxiang, what Wolong, I bah!"
Pei Yuanshao spit a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, stretched out his big hand, and shouted: "Today Lao Tzu is happy, first eat a heart's heart to celebrate." β
The minion next to him hurriedly took out a bloody heart from the skin bag and put it in his hand tremblingly.
Pei Yuanshao grabbed the man's heart, opened his mouth and took a big mouthful, and a large stream of blood suddenly oozed from the corner of his mouth and flowed a neck, but he ignored it and chewed it with relish.
Half of the hearts of the people were in their stomachs, and the four hundred yellow turban thieves had no scruples and drove to the front of the city with a swagger.
That Yang Luo hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "The lower official has seen Leader Pei, and we have prepared the five hundred stone grain and grass that the leader wants, Leader Pei, please smile." β
Pei Yuanshao nodded with satisfaction, waved the big axe in his hand, and shouted: "Come on, go and count the grain and grass, if you dare to miss one or two old men, you can't spare them." β
A group of yellow turban thieves swarmed up and happily weighed the grain and grass.
"Leader Pei rest assured, our new Su County Commander is very knowledgeable about current affairs, and he doesn't dare to lose a grain of rice, although the leader can rest assured." Yang Luo said with a smile.
Pei Yuanshao looked up at the head of the city, his fierce gaze locked on Su Zhe, raised his head, and sneered: "The dog official surnamed Su, even if you still know each other, this time Lao Tzu will spare your life, two months later, Lao Tzu will come again to get grain and grass, and then you will obediently prepare another five hundred stones of grain and grass, otherwise Lao Tzu will raze you to the ground in connection with Yang City!" β
Head of the city.
Su Fei listened to the other party humiliating Su Zhe so arrogantly, he who had always liked to endure was also excited, and he clenched his fists and scolded: "This dog thief surnamed Pei is so rampant, I have to kill him!" β
Su Fei was not angry at all, just looked down at Pei Yuanshao's rampant performance with cold eyes, raised his hand and waved it gently: "Second uncle, pass the order, tell the brothers to release arrows to their heart's content, and shoot me to death." β
Su Fei was stunned for a moment, and said in a low voice: "Ziming, that Yang Xiancheng hasn't entered the city yet, if we release the arrow like this, won't we shoot him to death together?" β
"This surnamed Yang colluded with the Yellow Turban thief, embezzled the grain, and it is not a pity to die, shoot this scum to death for me!" Su Zhe's tone was cold and murderous.
Su Fei realized, without hesitation, the long sword was unsheathed angrily, and shouted: "The crossbowman has appeared, shoot the thief at will!" β
The order was laid, and at the city tower, the drum beat suddenly.
More than 30 crossbowmen squatting under the battlements appeared in unison, bending their bows and crossbows, and one by one they aimed at the yellow turban thieves in front of the city.
In the next second, arrows rained down.
Puff puff!
The sharp arrow ruthlessly pierced through the thief's body, blood splattered, and screams suddenly rose one after another.
Hundreds of rampant yellow turban thieves were busy counting grain and grass, and they never expected that the officers and soldiers who were despised by them would suddenly use cold arrows.
Caught off guard, the Yellow Turban Thief was shot on his back, and dozens of people were killed in a blink of an eye, panicking for a moment and falling into chaos.
Pei Yuanshao's face changed suddenly, and his original hideous arrogance was instantly replaced by endless anger, and he scolded in his mouth: "The surname is Su, you are so daring, you dare to-"
Before he could finish speaking, suddenly a sharp arrow burst through the air and shot straight at his face.
Pei Yuanshao didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively twisted his body to dodge, but he was too close to the city, and the arrow was too fast, and before his head was completely off, the sharp arrow hit.
"Ahh
With a scream, Pei Yuanshao covered his left ear and fell on the horse's back, blood oozing out from between his fingers.
The arrow, impartial, was striking his left ear.
Pei Yuanshao, who was in pain, didn't care about the pain, and while swinging the axe to block the sharp arrows, he turned the horse back to the grain cart to cover up.
He retreated behind the grain truck, barely able to catch his breath, and when he lowered his head, he happened to bump into Yang Luo hiding behind the grain cart with his head in his hands, trembling with fright and his face pale.
"The dog surnamed Yang, you are so daring, you dare to ambush us!" Pei Yuanshao was furious and scolded.
That Yang Luo looked innocent, and cried: "Even if the lower official has a hundred guts, he will never dare to deceive the leader Pei, and the lower official did not expect that Su Zhe would use the offering of food as bait to ambush the leader of you, and the lower official was wronged." β
"Wronged your mother, you dog mongrel, Lao Tzu chopped you!" Pei Yuanshao listened to his defense, raised the axe and slashed it down.
Yang Luo was frightened, and hurriedly drilled under the grain truck to dodge, but his right leg was still cut off by an axe.
There was another scream of pain like killing a pig, and Yang Luo, who had a broken leg, was so painful that he almost fainted, but he didn't care about the pain, his fingers picked the ground, and he desperately got under the grain truck.
Pei Yuanshao couldn't kill him for a while, and when his attention returned to the city, he saw a young figure, standing leisurely at the head of the city, chewing something in his mouth, thinking that it was the new county commander Su Zhe.
The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he was furious, and he raised his axe and shouted: "Brothers, don't panic, stabilize me, follow Lao Tzu to break through Biyang, slaughter the dog county order surnamed Su, and kill Biyang City to Lao Tzu." β
This group of yellow turban thieves is not a rabble, under the encouragement of Pei Yuanshao, they gradually stabilized the situation, and they were all full of anger, ready to counterattack the city.
Lower than the Yang City Wall, Su Zhe's three hundred subordinates, most of them are recruits, and their will to fight and combat skills are not good for these Yellow Turban thieves.
At the head of the city.
Su Zhe looked down at the yellow turban thieves who had regrouped, but he was not afraid at all, a broad bean entered the mouth, and said lightly: "Second uncle, go, it's time to show our killer feature." β