More than a thousand Yellow Turban bandits looked at the scene in front of them with a dazed look. It was too incredible. Is this true?

"Brothers, save Pei Qushuai!"

"Kill!"

At some point, Pei Yuanshao's personal soldiers finally started a lonely howl.

"kill!"

With this lonely howl, more than a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers finally moved. It was not that they were not afraid of death, but that everyone was lucky. One thousand people against one hundred people should not be a big problem!

Are you going to fight in groups?

Liu Yi's eyebrows flashed and he immediately shouted: "Charge!"

Ninety Xuanjia troops rode their horses fearlessly, raised their spears and stabbed them into the Yellow Turban bandits in a cone formation.

The Yellow Turban bandits coming from the rolling waves were as if they were hitting a huge reef, and they immediately split into two, and spread out more and more.

The crazy killing sounded, and every time the Xuanjia Army advanced, at least forty or fifty Yellow Turban bandits died on the spot and died tragically at the hands of the Xuanjia Army, which was full of spears.

"when!"

A little yellow turban leader tried to swing a knife to cut over the Xuanjia Army in front of him, but the blade slashed on the Xuanjia Army as if it was hitting pig iron, and it kept ringing, and could not do anything to the Xuanjia Army in front of him.

"Puchi!"

The little boss couldn't get back, but his chest was stabbed through by a sharp spear. In an instant, blood flowed like a stream. The little boss in pain screamed.

The spear was still cast, and it stirred the little leader's chest and suddenly pulled it back, and a beating heart suddenly penetrated it.

"my heart……"

The little leader's face turned pale in an instant, his body softened, and he rolled down from the horse's back to the ground, dying with his eyes open.

"Damn it, why can't you cut it!"

A big yellow turban man roared angrily, and immediately changed his mind and shouted loudly: "Brothers, I don't believe in this evil, they can still be invulnerable to swords and guns!"

The Yellow Turban Cavalry riding on horseback quickly swung their sabers and slashed at the mounts of the Xuanjia Army.

"Do...do..."

The man was stunned again. This man couldn't cut the armor, and even the war horses under their crotch could not cut. Oh my god! This is not a human, this is a devil!

"Ghost!"

The man roared in horror, and accidentally got pierced through his throat by a spear, and he immediately became burping.

The Yellow Turban bandits wanted to take advantage of the crowds of people to turn the situation around, but now they are like a scarecrow who has become the training of this group of cavalrymen, and are stabbed one after another to the ground one after another.

In an instant, the situation on the battlefield had changed drastically. The Yellow Turban soldiers who had just ignited the war immediately became silent again. What's more, they had already begun to retreat and flee.

"Kill!"

The Xuanjia Army Formation once again sounded a death-hunting sound, which scared the Yellow Turban bandits.

"Oh my god, run!"

"Run! These are not humans, they are all devils!"

"I want to go home!"

The Yellow Turban bandits kept shouting timidly, one after another, and suddenly, the entire Yellow Turban camp collapsed and they turned around and ran away.

The Xuanjia Army kept chasing for five miles before returning after hearing the order.

More than a thousand Yellow Turban bandits who followed Pei Yuanshao died, injured, fled, and more than a hundred people. Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, they surrendered obediently.

Pei Yuanshao watched all this and felt mixed feelings. When did the official army become so powerful? Isn’t this big man going to perish?

"Well!"

A Xuan Armored soldier came straight to Liu Yima and bowed to the horse's back and said, "Lord, we only slightly injured five brothers, and none of them died."

The Xuanjia Army is indeed well-known! Although the Yellow Turban bandits are of different quality, there are at least a thousand people. In just a moment, the entire army was defeated.

"Old rule, set the fire."

"promise!"

Pei Yuanshao looked at Liu Yi in great shock. He felt that he had killed several waves of Yellow Turban soldiers before.

"Go back to the village!"

Pei Yuanshao was forced to follow Liu Yi back to the village and came to Liu Yi's thatched hut, this mansion with panoramic skylights.

Liu Yizhengsheng said: "Pei Yuanshao, you only have one way to choose from now on. Submit to me, you can choose it yourself!"

choose?

Pei Yuanshao was in a heart, and he said that there was only one way to choose. How do you ask me to choose? Between life and death, Pei Yuanshao hopes to survive.

"The Yellow Turban Rebellion cannot last long. Don't look at the riots now, it is destined to disappear within three or five months."

Pei Yuanshao looked at Liu Yi resentfully, his mouth squirmed twice, and shook his head frustrated.

Liu Yi said calmly: "If you have something to say, you are so squeamish, like a woman."

"You...I..., General of God will definitely lead everyone to kill all corrupt officials and let the poor people live a life of clothes to wear and food to eat."

"fart!"

Liu Yiduan shouted, "Then let me ask you, it has been two months since you made trouble. What else have you done besides robbing families, occupying the government, and harming merchants? How many innocent people have you saved?"

Pei Yuanshao replied coldly: "Hmph! We only had more than ten thousand people from the time of the uprising, but now there are hundreds of thousands of people. Isn't this obvious?"

"oh?"

Liu Yi pretended to behave, "So, are you the people's will? It's not a big deal. Ask yourself, why do they follow you around, not for the sake of the thin rice soup that can be seen at the bottom of the bowl. Don't think you are so noble and great. Let me ask, how many of these hundreds of thousands of people have eaten enough?"

"You are talking nonsense..."

Pei Yuanshao was powerless to retort, but the current situation of the Yellow Turban Army is indeed the case. The reason why the team is getting bigger and bigger is because their methods are a bit despicable and shameless.

Whenever the Yellow Turban Army swept over villages and robbed county governments, they would first rob other people of food and money, and then killed the disobedient people. They led these people to rebel together. There was no way, and if they didn't follow, they would have to starve to death.

Liu Yi and Zhengsheng said again: "Your behavior is far inferior to Chen Sheng and Wu Guang. How can you succeed? As the saying goes, "It is more helpful to others but fewer helpers. Your morality is not the great way and will be defeated sooner or later. I see that you still have some skills in three-legged cats, so I am determined to take it in. Otherwise, Yuanba would have smashed your forehead with one blow."

"you……"

Pei Yuanshao was swaying from side to side. On one side was General of Heaven and on the other side was a chance to survive. How to make a decision, it was really hard for him to choose for a while.

"Instead of being a bandit, leaving a bad reputation for thousands of years or dying in the midst of great waves, it is better to follow me to do something great, be an official and be a general, benefit the people, and leave a way out for your wife and children."

This is the first time Liu Yi tried to surrender others. He really has no idea how to start, so all he can say is a big truth. As for whether Pei Yuanshao can surrender, he can only leave it to fate.

"Ding Dong! Pei Yuanshao's loyalty to Zhang Jiao-20, current loyalty is 60."

Oh damn! There is a chance!

His loyalty is actually declining, so I am not afraid of not being able to pry Pei Yuanshao, a stubborn man. Archimedes said, give me a fulcrum and I can pry the entire earth.
Chapter completed!