Chapter 220: Surrender

"Xiao Zhan is here, who dares to fight?"

A huge roar, like an enraged wave. It is immense, sweeping the heavens and the earth. His tiger eyes widened angrily, at this moment, Xiao Zhan was the god of war.

The spear was pointed at the north gate of Ender, and the tip of the spear shook the head. A sense of awe, rising out of thin air, condensed the atmosphere at once, until it finally became dead silent.

Boundless murderous aura rises from the ground. In an instant, it swept through nine heavens and ten earths.

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

……

Blood drips, like a heart is beating. It continued to fall, like the call of death, rapid and steady. The cold murderous aura, like a gale, whistled by.

Deadly and vicious.

Xiao Zhan Huwei is a momentary Xuanhe. The shocked Ander yellow scarf was shocked. A trace of fear flashed in Zhao Sihai's eyes, and he looked at Xiao Zhan with a burst of fear.

"Three babies."

"General."

In the eyes of the three babies, the light flickered. A touch of complexity passes by inadvertently.

"Inform Gouyuer and Goudaner to surrender in Kaicheng!"

Da Meng was killed, and this matter was like a sharp sword, shattering Zhao Sihai's anxiety at once. A biting chill swept through his body, and he was determined to surrender.

"No."

The three babies left, and in Zhao Sihai's eyes, the essence of light flashed. He is well aware of the current situation.

Although the Yellow Turban is powerful, it cannot annex the world. Its momentum has declined, and it is no longer as sharp as it used to be. The riots in the eight states and the trend of sweeping the world have been stopped.

At present, the foundation of the Han Dynasty is already turbulent, but looking at all the heroes in the world, there is only one person whose career is thriving. Its momentum rises with the wind, and it is steadily rising.

This person is Ying Fei.

Most of the Western Regions are protected, and Dunhuang is guarded. It is invincible and invincible. In Zhao Sihai's eyes, Ying Fei is the most worthy of investment.

Follow Zhang Jiao and rise up. In addition to being forced to retreat, there is also a deep-rooted unwillingness to be ordinary.

The heart of rising against the sky is hidden in the depths of Zhao Sihai's heart. Follow the Yellow Turban Beacon and become scorching.

Five thousand yellow scarves may not be able to fight. What's more, according to the county seat of Ande, it is simply waiting for work.

The initiative of the war is in its hands, and no one in the world can break through a city based on it.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious."

muttered, Zhao Sihai's expression was complicated. For Taiping Dao, he used to chase and fanatize. But later, it gradually came to its senses.

The kind of society described by Zhang Jiao is simply impossible. Zhao Sihai believes that the family is completely eliminated. It's impossible.

What's more, he is the lord of a land. For the yellow scarf, there is a deeper understanding. Since Zhang Jiao was in the giant deer, under an order, the shaking of Bazhou began.

Taiping Road was destroyed all the way and was never built at all. Thousands of miles of fertile land are gradually barren, and hundreds of people have devoted themselves to the yellow scarf, and there is no production at all.

All expenses, all consumption, come from plunder.

Although Zhao Sihai is illiterate, he is not a stupid person. He remembered what he had seen with his own eyes. At that time, the people of Zhaojia Village lived and worked in peace and contentment.

There is only one person, and he has several acres of fertile land. There are two oxen ploughing, but they are too lazy. For crops, I don't care at all. After several years, acres of fertile land were barren.

Weeds grew and all at once the fertile land was wasted. Until later, there was no harvest.

This is the end of not doing anything and ignoring the law. This lazy man, just like the yellow scarf at the moment, does not produce anything, and discards the most fundamental foundation.

"Great sage and good teacher, hey!"

A sigh, full of sadness. Zhao Sihai was born in Qianmo, and he hopes that Taiping Dao can succeed. Sweep away the world and all inequalities.

As the saying goes, there is so much hope, so much sorrow!

It was once upon a time that the hopes were too high. At this moment, Zhao Sihai will be so lonely.

……

"Squeak."

The gate of Ander slowly opened. First, a fast horse, carrying a general with a yellow scarf on his head, galloped out.

"Phew."

Grabbed the war horse, Zhao Sihai's eyes condensed, and he arched his hand and said.

"Taiping Daoist Zhao Sihai, I have seen Dadu Hu."

"Haha......"

An insolent laugh filled the battlefield. Ying Fei's expression moved, and said, "The general doesn't have to be polite, please get up quickly."

Ying Fei was in the air, supporting him. A gleam flashed in his eyes, and he turned his head to drink, and said.

"Xiao Zhan."

"My lord."

The spear in his hand shook slightly, and the human head on the tip of the spear fell to the ground. Xiao Zhan heard this and said.

"Lead the foot soldiers into the city and guard the four gates!"

"No."

"At the same time, take over the remnants of Taiping Road."

……

"Lay down your arms and hold your head on the spot!"

"Quick, huddle around."

……

The sound of reprimands kept ringing. In front of Ender's door, there was a burst of confusion.

"Lay down your arms."

Zhao Sihai struggled in his heart for a long time, and finally a gleam flashed in his tiger eyes, and he shouted.

His face was pale, and he became even more dignified. Five thousand yellow scarves, once the weapon is abandoned, it means that Zhao Sihai no longer has the slightest power to resist.

At that time, in front of Ying Fei, it will be a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others.

In his eyes, the expression was difficult to understand. A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Sihai finally sorted everything out.

"Pop ......"

Hearing his words, the five thousand Yellow Turban soldiers invariably discarded the weapons in their hands. Then gather together, hug your head and obey.

"Into town."

Everything is in order, Ying Fei Xing's eyes were picked, and he said. With a wave of his left hand, two thousand Wei warriors rushed in. It is rapidly advancing towards the county capital.

At this moment, Ying Fei's momentum is amazing. A victor's posture is very domineering. He straddled the black horse, enjoying the glory of the victor.

……

Ande County Government.

Ying Fei sat on the top, and Xiao Zhan and Zhao Sihai stood side by side. A cadre of people is there, and everyone has a hundred thoughts in their hearts, and they are fighting a thousand times.

A quarter of an hour ago, Zhao Sihai was the only owner here. But at the moment, it's handed over. It can only stand at the bottom, and stand side by side with the next general under Ying Fei.

"Shia."

"My lord."

An icy murderous aura swept through the entire hall. Zhao Sihai and the others, who were shocked, trembled and trembled for a while.

"Serve tea."

"No."

A pot of hot tea was served. Ying Fei lifted the teapot, filled the teacups one by one, and said, "General Zhao, within Ande, what is the strength of the yellow turban?"

"The capital is protected, in Ande County, there are 5,000 soldiers, and all of them will surrender!"

"Hmm."

Nodding, Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and said, "Five thousand yellow scarves are scattered and compiled into foot soldiers." Another song, with Zhao Sihai as the song length! ”

"No."

"Thank you."

When Xiao Zhan agreed, Zhao Sihai got up suddenly. He bowed to Ying Fei and said.

became the commander of the song and led two thousand soldiers. Zhao Sihai was not unhappy, but excited from the heart.

Separated and separated, this shows that Ying Fei accepted it and did not exclude it.