Chang Xuan, who sent Liu Wei into the backyard of the county government and led a group of yellow turban generals out of the county government, didn't know that Liu Wei had already seen that he had no intention of surrendering before entering the city, and he just wanted to successfully rescue Guan Qing from the city.

Walking on the street full of yellow turban soldiers on both sides with a group of yellow turban generals, Chang Xuan said proudly to the generals behind him: "A long time ago, Ben Qu Shuai fell in love with Guan Qing, but Guan Hai has been guarding his sister, and I can't beat Guan Hai ......"

"Now that Guan Qing has entered Lu County, it is like the same fish sent into Qu Shuai's mouth......" Chang Xian had not finished his words with some smugness, and a yellow turban general walking behind him lost no time in patting his ass: "This time, as long as I kill the King of Hongnong, Guan Qing is the one who leads the King of Hongnong into the city, how can the people under the command of King Hongnong rest?" That Guan Hai has no place to be buried, needless to say, Guan Qing will also be the person in Qu Shuai's room. If you don't eat the food in your mouth, there's no reason not to eat it......"

Squinting at the yellow turban general who patted his ass, a strange smile flashed on Chang Xuan's face, and then he raised his hand, nodded at the yellow turban general with his finger and said: "Ben Qushuai thought you were a sincere person, but I didn't want to, but it was also a bad idea!" ”

"Qu Shuai has won the award!" The yellow scarf general who was pointed by Chang Feng with his finger and patted his ass bowed slightly, with cold sweat on his forehead, and said to Chang Xuan: "Since he has led the army, he has never failed to do anything he wants to do, and no matter how powerful King Hongnong is, he is just a yellow-mouthed child." As soon as he arrived in Lu County, he sent back the officers and soldiers who accompanied him before he could find out the situation, which was even more ......."

"Wait!" Before the yellow turban general finished speaking, Chang Feng waved his hand at him, pointed his finger at him and asked, "What did you say just now?" ”

"The last general said that King Hongnong is just a yellow-mouthed child!" Chang Feng looked like this, and the yellow turban general was scared of cold sweat on his back spine, and he responded tremblingly.

"That's not right! The latter sentence! Chang Feng tilted his head, frowned tightly, and asked the yellow turban general again: "What did you say in the next sentence?" ”

"As soon as King Hongnong arrived at the gate of the city, he sent the accompanying officers and soldiers back......" With his eyes full of panic, the yellow turban general replied timidly.

"Not good!" As soon as the Yellow Turban General's words fell, Chang Xuan raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the forehead, and said to the Yellow Turban generals who followed him: "You should still remember that King Hongnong escaped from Luoyang City that day, and now that he has come to Lu County, I am afraid that he is ready to leave secretly, otherwise why would he send his entourage back to the army?" ”

"What do you mean?" Chang Xuan's words stunned all the Yellow Turban generals present, and one of them blinked his eyes, looked at Chang Xuan with a confused face, and asked him: "Then King Hongnong entered the city just to escape from Lu again?" That's too much to say......"

"We are waiting to welcome King Hongnong, and there are more than 10,000 soldiers out of the city. And that Guan Qing is in our hands again, and the defenders on the city wall are also bows and arrows, ready to be fired at any time! Looking at the yellow turban generals who spoke, Chang Xuan pursed his lips contemptuously, and said to the generals: "At that time, if King Hongnong withdrew, he would definitely be suspicious of us, and Guan Qing's life would not be guaranteed, it was inevitable, and even the thousand soldiers and horses he brought would probably be buried outside Lu County." If Ben Qushuai didn't guess wrong, he must be making a plan to go out of the city at night! ”

Speaking of this, Chang Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he said to himself: "I'm afraid that this Lu County is not Luoyang that day, he will come when he wants to, and leave when he wants!" ”

"You should immediately go to the army and find some soldiers who can see at night!" Glancing at the generals beside him, Chang Xuan said to them: "Let the soldiers lie dormant in the vicinity of the county government, and then plant some people on each street, ask them to squat in the house, pay attention to the movement on the street, and once they find the traces of King Hongnong and others, they will be killed immediately!" ”

"No!" Several Yellow Turban generals responded with their fists in unison, and followed Chang Feng towards the city gate.

At the foot of the city wall, the Yellow Turban generals dispersed and distributed men in the city according to Chang Xuan's instructions.

Chang Feng led a team of personal soldiers and climbed the city wall of Lu County.

Lu County is a small city, and the city walls are not very tall. Ascending the city wall, Chang Xuan walked to the battlements facing north, held the battlements with both hands, and looked at the place where Liu Weijun was stationed in the distance.

Looking into the distance from the city wall, Liu Bianjun's red armor was particularly eye-catching.

When welcoming Liu Wei into the city, Chang Feng had already seen Liu Weijun's neat queue. The uniform pace confirms that Liu Bianjun has a strong sense of discipline.

Changfeng understands very well that a disciplined army is the one that truly has strong combat effectiveness! The Yellow Turban Army has always been loosely disciplined, and although it has been fighting everywhere in recent years, and the combat effectiveness of individual soldiers has been significantly improved, the overall coordination is still a weakness.

This is also the reason why the Yellow Turban Army often clashed with officers and soldiers, and if they did not have an absolute advantage in numbers, they would never be able to defeat the other side.

There were less than 20,000 Liu Bianjun stationed outside the city, but there were more than 100,000 Yellow Turban troops in the city, although there were only 50,000 or 60,000 people who could participate in the battle.

In Lu County, teams of Yellow Turban Army are nervously deploying. Many of the Yellow Turbans trotted down the streets in a non-neat line, with a haphazard pace.

Every time they ran a distance, a few Yellow Turbans would burrow into the houses on both sides of the street that had no owners, and as more and more Yellow Turbans entered the houses, the number of people trotting on the streets gradually decreased.

In the backyard of the county government, Liu Wei stood straight on the cloister with his hands behind his back. The soldiers near him all held their breath and looked around the backyard intently, and none of them dared to make a sound.

The cloister is very close to the north wall of the backyard, and the wooden cloister has a good sound transmission effect, standing on the cloister, Liu Wei can clearly feel that the ground seems to be trembling slightly.

This is a sign that someone is running outside the hospital, and from the frequency of the vibration, Liu Wei can feel that there are not a few people who are running.

"Your Highness!" Standing on the cloister, carefully feeling the crowd running outside the courtyard, the personal soldier who had been ordered to find the rope ran in front of Liu Wei, clasped his fists and said to him: "Your Highness, the five ropes have been prepared. It took a lot of effort for His Highness to find the strings, but he also found two ......."

"Good!" Knowing that the rope and strings had been found, Liu Wei nodded and said to the soldier, "Bring the strings to this king first." ”

"No!" The soldiers responded, put their hands into their arms, touched them twice, took out two snow-white strings, held them in both hands and handed them to Liu Wei.

Taking the strings from the hands of his own soldiers, Liu Wei gently stroked the two very tough strings twisted from silk and carried them into his arms.

Since entering the county government, Liu Wei has not taken half a step out of the backyard all day.

As the sun set and night crept down, Lu County was shrouded in darkness.

A soldier opened the door to the study in the backyard and lit all the white candles in the room. After the soldiers had lit all the white candles, Liu Wei walked to a candlestick, strangled the two white candles on the candlestick with strings, hung them above the candlestick, and then ordered the soldiers who entered the study with him to move the bamboo slips and books in the house under the candlestick.

After doing all this, he looked at the white candle hanging on the top of the candlestick, roughly estimated the distance between the white candle and the books below, and determined that once the white candle fell, all the books and bamboo slips would be ignited, and then led his soldiers out of the study.

The flame of the burning white candle danced softly, and as the white candle burned, the flame got closer and closer to the strings tied to it.

"Your Highness!" As soon as Liu Wei returned to the door of his residence, Guan Qing, who wanted to sleep well during the day, but couldn't sleep after tossing and turning, walked up to him and asked him in a low voice, "When will I leave?" ”

"The outer courtyard is heavily guarded, and it is impossible for us to leave through the main entrance!" Glancing at Guan Qing standing in front of him, Liu Wei turned his gaze to the root of the wall in the north, lowered his voice and said to her: "During the day, the Yellow Turban Army is frequently deployed, and this king heard that many people were running back and forth outside the wall, and I wanted to come to Changfeng to find out about this king's intentions. In the county government, although the Yellow Turban Army is well guarded, the number is not very large, so I can start cleaning up the county government and then leave. Miss Guan still has a yellow turban army shirt? ”

"There are two yellow scarves in the little girl's house!" Guan Qing nodded, looked at Liu Wei and asked him, "I just don't know what His Highness means?" ”

"There are more than 100 people in us, and when we solve the Yellow Turban Army in the county government, everyone will change into their clothes and leave the county government first!" Turning his head to look at the study where the candles were hung, Liu Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, and said to Guan Qing: "Wearing the Yellow Turban Army uniform, even if they are found by the Yellow Turban Sentry in the houses on both sides of the street, they will definitely not be able to remember that it will be me and others going out of the city for a while." When I got to the city wall, the fire in the county government should have been ignited, and I could take advantage of the chaos to climb the city wall and take the opportunity to leave! ”

"It turns out that His Highness has a plan for a long time!" After listening to Liu Wei's words, Guan Qing arched his hand at him, and said with admiration on his face: "Please stay less, your highness, the little girl will go to the house to get the yellow scarf!" ”

Nodding to Guan Qing, Liu Weimu sent her back to the house.

Turning back to the room, it didn't take long for Guan Qing to walk out of the room, still holding a few bright yellow towels in his hands.

"Miss Guan followed the king to touch the sentry near the inner courtyard first!" Pulling a yellow scarf from Guan Qing's hand, Liu Wei wrapped the scarf on his head very casually, and said to Guan Qing: "The two of us touched one place, and then asked the soldiers to drag the corpse into the backyard, and exchange clothes with the corpse. ”

"Your Highness!" Holding a yellow scarf in her hand, Guan Qing looked at Liu Wei standing in front of her, forced a smile and reached out to tear off the yellow scarf that Liu Wei wrapped around his head, walked behind him, helped him wrap the yellow scarf on his head, tied a knot and whispered to him: "It's right to wrap it like this!" ”