Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The four hooves of the horse's hoof were all wrapped in cloth, like a muffler was installed on the horse's hoof. The sound became much weaker, and a group of thousands of people suddenly came to the Yellow Turban thief barracks on mixed steps.

The Yellow Turban thief was basically busy tidying up the softness, and suddenly did not notice the officers and soldiers who were gradually approaching and hiding in the darkness.

Flames were burning at the entrance of the Yellow Turban thief camp. A yellow turban thief stood on the high guard tower. He looked back at his busy fellow robe and sighed.

"His mother, why is Lao Tzu taking turns today? I have to clean up soon after I get down."

He sighed, everyone was packing their luggage, and everyone was thinking about it. Naturally, he didn't have the mind to observe the enemy. He slumped on the railing boredly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

"Well!"

Whoosh.

collapse!

There were two sharp noises in the dark night, the first was the slight vibration of bowstrings, and the second was the strong sound of long arrows flying through the air.

This arrow was so precise in the dark night, one arrow passed through the throat, through the throat of the Yellow Turban thief, and the tip of the arrow went through the back of the neck, piercing the throat. Therefore, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound. He could only grasp the arrow shaft in vain, and fell into the tower with a bang.

Xia Houyuan put away the iron bow with satisfaction, while Liu Ye was very proud and raised his spear and pointed it at the Yellow Turban thief barracks.

"Prepare torches."

Thousands of military horses picked up the torches that had been prepared long ago, and the bright torches danced row by row, illuminating the war horses and knights.

"throw!"

Thousands of bright torches suddenly escaped from the palm of the Beiwei army and threw them into the Yellow Turban thief barracks. A thousand torches instantly burned in the camp.

It happened to be the late autumn season when the west wind was blowing, and the wind assisted the fire. The fire suddenly burned. Driven by the west wind, it spread violently from west to east, and countless camps were burned by flames.

"Which dog has been in the water?"

"Lao Tzu's clothes, and money!"

"Where's the water? Find water to put out the fire!"

The Yellow Turban thief, who was cleaning up the soft, suddenly ran into chaos, and ran out of the camp in an instant. When he saw the camp that was burning, he immediately took off his clothes and swooped hard, and some ran to fill water with wooden buckets. However, the fire took advantage of the wind, and the westerly wind was blowing stronger and stronger.

However, Liu Ye didn't say much. He took the Beiwei camp and rushed into the Yellow Turban Barracks. The five hundred cavalry took the lead. All the Yellow Turban thieves encountered in front of them broke apart. Those Yellow Turbans who were fighting the fire were hit by the horses. He fell to the ground and fled in all directions.

While Liu Ye led the cavalry to clear the way, Yu Jin followed the usual practice with his infantry to cover up and kill. The Yellow Turban thief collapsed when touched and could not organize effective resistance.

The Yellow Turban thief was busy fighting the fire, and was attacked by the Beiwei camp again. The crowd roared and finally got Bocai out.

Hearing the noise outside the camp, Bocai frowned, opened the camp and walked out: "What's the matter?"

The guard next to him didn't know what was going on, but just dealt with it: "Bo Shuai, it's nothing, it's just that the camp has lost ground."

But Bocai heard the faint sound of killing and shaking horseshoes from the sound of the chaos, and couldn't help but shout: "Huang Shao and Bo must be fast."

Looking at the pile of Yellow Scarf thieves in front of him, Huang Shao wanted to cry without tears. Is this still the fierce pawns who have boarded the battle first?

"Fuck, threw away the packages, didn't you hear the officers and soldiers coming?"

Many Yellow Turban thieves stared at them with big eyes, and were not willing to throw away the package in their hands. Instead, they were whispering and shouting boldly.

"Huang Shuai, didn't you say you are ready to retreat to Nanyang tonight?"

"That's right, anyway, everyone has packed everything up, so just run away."

"That's right... It's not worth working hard with the officer and army, can't we just leave?"

Huang Shao found sadly that he seemed to be unable to direct the deployment of his men at all, but he still gritted his teeth.

"Everyone listened to me, the sky is dead and the yellow sky is standing, isn't we fighting to build a peaceful world?"

"The number of officers and soldiers is not large. It's just taking advantage of the night attack. As long as we stay together, the officers and soldiers will not be able to rush in anyway."

However, Huang Shao persuaded him for a long time, only to find that the nearly 10,000 subordinates in front of him were not moved at all. Only four hundred trusted and supervised teams stood behind him.

If this is a charge to attack the city, and there is a defeat, the supervising team can naturally raise the sword and axe, but now the nearly 10,000 people on the opposite side are motionless, can't they do it?

Besides...don't look at each of these Yellow Turban thieves, who are all big and small, but their palms and five fingers are tightly holding the hilt of the knife. If Huang Shao orders the supervising team to forcefully suppress the troops, I am afraid that he will be the first to die.

In that case, it might as well be a good person.

Huang Shao took a deep breath and put on a kind face: "Everyone heard something said, Huang Shao is not a bad person, since everyone is going to leave, I won't stop it. Is it okay for everyone to stay on their own?"

Nearly ten thousand Yellow Turban thieves were taken aback when they heard Huang Shao's words, and couldn't believe it. Could Huang Shao let them go so easily?

Nearly ten thousand yellow turban thieves did not move by themselves, but after a long time, finally seven or eight yellow turban thieves came out together and left with big bags and small bags.

The supervising team behind Huang Shao remained motionless.

With the beginning, nearly ten thousand Yellow Turban thieves seemed to have found a gap in the flood, and all of them were scattered all at once, heading towards the south with a brain burst.

And the cronies around him worried: "Huang Shuai, Bo Shuai asked you to lead the army to resist the army. Now that the people are scattered, how can hundreds of people like me resist the army?"

The kindness on Huang Shao's face instantly turned into coldness.

"Who said to resist the officer army?"

He smiled coldly at his cronies: "Let's run too."

These tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves will definitely attract the sight of the officers and soldiers. When the officers and soldiers are entangled by these idiots, wouldn't I, Huang Shao, be able to escape?

Huang Shao was busy instructing people to throw the yellow flag on the ground. The 400 Supervisors immediately trampled past, stepped on the flag in the mud, and headed to the other side of the camp gate.

The raging fire in the Yellow Turban Bandit Barracks naturally awakened Cao Cao who was on the periphery.

Cao Cao looked at the burning flames in the Yellow Turban Pirate Barracks, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if it was a masterpiece from someone.

"Meng De, it seems that the Yellow Turban thief is in trouble."

At some point, Xiahou Dun had already come behind him with a grim expression on his face.

Cao Cao nodded and raised his head slightly.

"Get out!"