At the junction of Youzhou and Jizhou, under a branch of the Taihang Mountains, there is a village called "Xujiazhuang".

At this moment, three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers gathered on the village.

They killed chickens and cows, and while eating and drinking, the women in the village abused and killed other villagers for fun.

Thrilling screams and helpless crying were heard everywhere in Xujiazhuang.

"Hahaha... Lao Liu, you're late, you're in line behind."

I saw more than a hundred Yellow Turban soldiers standing in front of a farmhouse. The cry of women and the lewd laughter of men came from the farmhouse.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you're late." Lao Liu smiled and said, "I just played one next door and happened to have a rest. I've played four of them so far. It's really worth the trip. I heard that this person is the most beautiful, and so many brothers are queuing up?"

"The most beautiful? The most beautiful ones are all on General Guan Hai's bed."

Lao Liu smiled and said, "Don't complain. Only with General Guan Hai can you have the opportunity to play with women, burn, kill, loot, and live a comfortable life. Staying in one place is always surrounded by the government army."

The Yellow Turban soldiers around him agreed deeply.

"Beast, bandit..., return my daughter!" An elderly man, trembling and thin body, rushed out with a hoe.

Dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers rushed up. When they dispersed, the old man had been chopped to death by random knives.

"Hahaha..., there was an old guy missing." The Yellow Turban soldier laughed excitedly.

Dongdong~dongdong~dongdong~dongdong~

At this moment, a dense sound came from afar.

A companion with a comfortable face walked out of the farmhouse. As another person entered in front of the team, Lao Liu moved forward and said, "What's the sound."

"It's thunder!" said the companion in front. Seeing the companion coming past, he smiled and said, "Brother, how about it, is that woman good-looking?"

"Not bad, not bad!" The man smiled and walked towards another farmhouse.

The dense voices were getting closer and closer, and everyone else was joking and not caring, but Lao Liu vaguely felt something was wrong. He rushed to a high ground a few steps and looked towards the entrance of the village. Then his face changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Cavals, officials, officials' cavalry!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers were stunned for a moment when they heard this.

Whoosh ~

The rain of arrows like locusts covered the sky and fell from the sky with a whistle.

Before Lao Liu could remind him again, he was caught in several arrows and rolled down the hillside. After he fell to the ground, he saw the old man who died in a state of silence. A hint of relief seemed to rise in his silent eyes. The next moment, Lao Liu would never remember anything again.

Under the dense rain of arrows, the screams of the Yellow Turban soldiers kept ringing.

Five hundred iron cavalry appeared, the character "Qin" roamed the flag with the wind, and the "Sank Camp" flag was accompanied by the foil.

"Scatter, keep running, and charge back and forth!" Qin Feng ordered loudly.

At this time, the Yellow Turban soldiers realized that they had been attacked. When they saw the flag of the camp, they were both broken and hurried into the farmhouses on both sides and left and right.

Ancient villages were very simple, with farmyards on both sides of a road.

The camp rushed back and forth, and the blood flowed into a river on the way to kill. All the Yellow Turban Army that showed its head were shot and killed.

Qin Feng was relieved that his camp had a year of training and half a year of battlefield experience, and he had completely grown up. The only regret was that the number was too small. He made up his mind and used these five hundred people as a team to spend all the money earned by the Chinese Chamber of Commerce, and recruit as much as he could.

When talking about money, Qin Feng thought of the Yellow Turban treasure he found in Guangzong. When Zhou Shan took the money away, he said that it would be worthy of the profits of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce for two years.

Two years, it will be 185 soon, and after 190, the heroes will be in the separatist position. At that time, the princes of all walks of life have strict control over land, so it will be difficult to make money. I have been free to pick up profits for two years and I am really lucky.

"This matter cannot be known to the court. The old boy of Emperor Ling is a jealous person who is jealous of money..."

Just as Qin Feng was thinking, dozens of Yellow Turbans rushed out from a courtyard beside him.

The person in charge is nothing else, but Guan Hai.

It turned out that Guan Hai happened to be resting in this courtyard. When he learned that the enemy had attacked, he rushed out with his own guard.

When Guan Hai saw that he was so close to Qin Feng, he immediately rode his horse up in a rare opportunity, and slashed his head without any ambiguity.

Qin Feng shouted inwardly that something was wrong and hurriedly raised the gun to his chest to resist.

There was a loud clanging sound...

Qin Feng's big gun in front of him was hit on his chest, and then severe pain came from his whole body, and his chest was stuffy and he couldn't breathe.

A first-class general with 90 martial arts is obviously not something he can fight against!

Guan Hai did not expect that when he came out, he met Qin Feng. If he killed this person, he would immediately become famous all over the world. By this time, he would be able to gather the Yellow Turban soldiers, and he would no longer be inferior to others and do whatever he wanted. His wonderful future excited him, "Hahaha... Qin Feng, if you have a way in heaven, come and take your life!"

"The lord is attacked! Rescue, hurry..." Zhang Ping in the distance shouted hurriedly when he saw this.

However, most of the personal guards of the camp rushed over and were not as good as turning around. There were only more than ten cavalry beside Qin Feng rushed forward to rescue the carriage.

Guan Hai had no choice but to withdraw his sword, but he was extremely brave and unstoppable. He cut five warriors from the camp off the horse with just a few moves. The remaining few were also trapped by dozens of riders he led.

Qin Feng knew in his heart that he was definitely not Guan Hai's opponent, so he took the opportunity to leave.

"Children Qin Feng, see where you are running away today!" Guan Hai rode his horse and chased him.

When the Yellow Turban soldiers hiding in the farmhouse saw the main general appear, they saw Qin Feng running away. With courage, they rushed out to face the enemy. Their appearance blocked the rescuing camp and the speed of Qin Feng's escape.

"Get out!" Qin Feng stabbed a Yellow Turban soldier to death, but more Yellow Turban soldiers stood in the road, making it impossible for him to leave faster.

"Qin Feng, die!"

Guan Hai caught up and slashed the sword. Seeing that the sword was about to hit, his eyes showed ecstasy.

With a loud clang, Guan Hai was stunned for a moment because his big sword could not split Qin Feng's Xuanlong armor.

Even if the Xuanlong Armor blocked the fatal knife, the huge power was transmitted to the body, which made Qin Feng uncomfortable. He was turbulent and uncomfortable. After suffering internal injuries, he was spurted out with a mouthful of blood. He leaned on the horse's back, and his consciousness began to become a little blurred. In front of him, the shadows around him became as many as three or four.

"Damn it, the armor is so hard!" Guan Hai chased after him again.

Qin Feng was stunned by the knife just now. He had no reaction and just leaned on the horse's back.

Chasing Yunjiao and communicating with the spirit. Seeing that the master was in trouble, he accelerated and changed directions while running, avoiding the Yellow Turban soldiers on the road.

However, if you can't raise all the speed, it will be a matter of time before you can catch up.

When the situation is extremely dangerous.
Chapter completed!