"Hehe." A Yellow Turban soldier in the county town approached a commoner's female family with a lewd smile. As for the man in the female family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family's family had fallen aside, and there was a pool of blood under their body. The young woman was trembling and hid aside, watching the soldier's height get closer and closer, and she showed a sad expression on her face. It was precisely this sadness that aroused the bigger the Yellow Turban soldier's soldier. It was this way that she could feel it and make him moved.

"You... don't come over..." the young woman said loudly with a pair of scissors, looking out with a sharp mouth. But her hands were trembling all the time, and her voice became hoarse, with a little bit of trembling.

"Hehe, little lady, you can't play with these scissors. Why not let your brother play with something more fun?" The soldier's smile became more and more presumptuous and he began to say some dirty words.

"If there is a woman who is ***, kill! If there is someone who is reluctant to leave, kill! If there is someone who intends to leave, kill!"

The sound of the law enforcement cavalry from the street, from far to near, from blur to clear, fell into the ears of the Yellow Turban soldier with a word. But he just smiled coldly, kill the woman? Why can't you be lewd? He has been frustrated for nearly a month. Now that he doesn't let the fire in his chest and abdomen be released, he will be burned to death!

And... looking at the young woman, the soldier's Adam's apple moved. This way, the woman who had just started to experience something new, was even more memorable, especially the gentle moan between beds, which made him numb. That kind of taste was enough to let him die.

He approached step by step, like a big bad wolf approaching the little sheep, with a smile on his face getting more and more ****.

Suddenly, the light entering the door was blocked by the shadow, which was a person's shadow. However, the Yellow Turban soldier was looking at the prey in front of him and did not show up to the person close behind him. The soldiers of the law enforcement team stood behind him and looked at his back coldly.

The panicked young woman opened her mouth wide and stared at the law enforcement soldier behind the Yellow Turban Army soldiers. Her mouth subconsciously opened. "Swish", the long sword fell, and the Yellow Turban soldier who realized something was about to look back and see who was behind her, but she felt a chill of her neck. When the darkness came in her eyes, she only left the appearance of a young woman who was splattered with blood.

"Ah!" A sharp scream sounded from inside the house. The soldier of the law enforcement team didn't even look at it, and walked out of the house with a long sword covered with blood.

The entire county town was full of blood. There were ordinary people and ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers. Under the bloody suppression, the army led by Zhang Yan collected supplies very efficiently, and no extra delay of time appeared.

Under the leadership of Zhang Banxian, the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army headed north and aimed directly at Jizhou. The plundering along the way was almost crazy and almost efficient, sending troops of thousands of people like Zhang Yan to attack the county town and grab the property and food in the county town. Under the iron-blooded military orders that had no mercy, any ordinary Yellow Turban soldier who wanted to do something extra outside the military order would be killed directly! Even the small leader, the captain of the captain was no exception, and they could kill them on the spot without asking the commander.

"Don't leave one, kill all!" Sun Jian swept his cold eyes, and the ancient ingot in his hand drank full of blood, and the entire knife's surface was filled with strange blood. Every moment, blood accumulates and rolls from the blade to the tip of the knife, and finally falls on the ground. "Click" and drips, and a piece of soil soaked in blood was stained on the ground next to Sun Jian.

"General, don't, we are innocent, we have no choice but to follow the thief!" An old man knelt down and begged loudly.

"Woo woo..." Some young men also sat aside with tears wiping their eyes.

There was even a big man who kept scolding, "I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

The only similar thing is that they were surrounded by Han soldiers, surrounded by them, and were firmly surrounded by them. The Han army looked down at the more than 2,000 Yellow Turban soldiers, no, or the old, weak, sick and disabled among the Yellow Turban soldiers, without any sympathy.

On the hillsides on both sides, archers set their bows and arrows, and they would shoot these people immediately if something went wrong. However, these Yellow Turban soldiers no longer resisted. In the previous battle, they were all terrified of being killed, and they had no intention of fighting, and they only hoped whether they would be let go.

Following Sun Jian to fight in many places, until the current Jiangdong soldiers were about to take action, but they saw Sun Jian raise his hand, "Wait." They immediately stopped and looked at Sun Jian with a solemn look.

When the Yellow Turban soldiers below heard this, the light of hope appeared in their eyes. However, the next moment, this hope turned into a deeper despair.

"Dig a big hole and kill them all,"

Sun Jian withdrew his sword. These Yellow Turban soldiers were all traitors, and the traitors had to kill them! From the day they chose to follow the thief, Zhang Jiao to cause trouble, they should have understood that such a result would be there, and he just gave the result they should have to finally achieve.

You will not waste arrows, nor will you blunt your swords and kill them on the spot. This kind of despair is also something that the people in various places have suffered by the thief army, right?

Sun Jian looked at these Yellow Turban soldiers coldly, and the shrillness in his ears could not shake his murderous intention.

"Brother, are we sure we want to take a detour?" Xiahou Yuan asked immediately after galloping.

"Of course." Cao Cao replied.

"We must go to Guangzong earlier to prevent possible variables."

Xiahou Dun turned around and looked at the light armored cavalry behind him who were also galloping like them, frowned and said, "Variable?"

"Yes. Whether it will appear or not, it will always arrive earlier. It is more reassuring to see with your own eyes. This kind of variables becomes on the battlefield in an instant, and the most frightening thing is that the variables that are outside the street can be controlled and eliminated, but suddenly appear."

"Forget it, I won't think so much. No matter whether there are any variables or not, let me and my elder brother smash it for you. No matter how he changes, he will never be able to escape the gun and the bow in my hand." Xiahou Yuan thought for a while and raised the spear in his hand.

Cao Cao smiled and said with a smile: "Miaocai, you still have to use your brain more. The battlefield is not a place where you can traverse by force alone."

"Then are you, brother? As long as you point me, I will be wrong whenever I follow you." Xiahou Yuan looked indifferent.

In the midday sun, Cao Cao led a thousand cavalry to bypass the route taken by the Yellow Turban Army. His target was Guangzong, and Cao Cao handed over the remaining troops to Zhuying. This time he went into battle lightly and even his food was only used for six days, in order to arrive at Guangzong as soon as possible.

Before that damn yellow door leaves!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!