"Shut up!"
The village chief looked at the furious villagers and shouted as he paused the walking stick in his hand.
"Fight it out? What are you going to fight with? Your lives?
"Don't forget that each of you still has old people and children to support. If you go all out, who will support them?
Do you expect them to be self-reliant? Survive on his own?
Or do you expect me to help you raise the elderly and children?”
The village chief's voice was not loud, but it was abnormally full of strength and reason.
In an instant, the villagers all fell silent!
Everyone looked at the village chief in a daze and lowered their heads in silence.
They understood that the village chief was right!
"The food is gone, but we can still think of a way to solve it!
But if you lose your lives, how do you want me to solve it? How are you going to deal with the orphans and widows behind you?
You guys! Why can't you think about them more!"
The village chief reprimanded the villagers word by word, and the walking stick in his hand smashed into the ground again and again!
"Alright, it's decided! We'll pay for the food! But nothing must happen to him! Everyone, calm down. Do you understand?”
The village chief finally gave an order to the villagers and announced.
"I know…"
Although the villagers were unwilling, they knew that the village chief was right. They could only endure their heartache and agree!
"Village Chief, why don't you let me go and kill these Yellow Turban bandits?”
Beside the Village Chief, a dark-faced burly man held a small halberd in each hand and asked the Village Chief in a low voice.
Obviously, he also wanted to directly kill these Yellow Turban remnants in front of him!
However, if he were to make a move, he would be harming these villagers!
He was a martial artist, so he was naturally not afraid of these Yellow Turban remnants. However, they were villagers. Although they had the strength of a farmer, they were no match for the Yellow Turban remnants!
Once they really took action, the villagers in front of them would definitely be massacred by the Yellow Turban Army. At that time, it would be really bad!
"Don't make a move!"
The village chief was shocked by the black-faced man's question and hurriedly stopped him."Hero, if you make a move! The Yellow Turban Army would definitely make a move! At that time, our village will really be gone! I appreciate your good intentions, but please think about the lives of our village and don't do anything!”
"Sigh!"
The dark-faced man sighed helplessly when he heard this.
It couldn't be helped. This was indeed a difficult problem!
Even if he wanted to help, the entire village might lose their lives in exchange!
If the consequences were to happen, he would not be able to bear it!
"Generals, please wait a moment. This old man will get someone to bring all the food over for you!”
The village chief took a trembling step forward and said to Bei Zan, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.
"Good! As expected of a sensible old man!"
Bei Zan nodded his head in satisfaction. He sheathed the long saber in his hand and laughed."Then I'll wait for you here for a moment! However, you'd better behave yourself. Don't try to play any tricks. If I find out that you've secretly left behind a portion of the food, you know the consequences!”
"I understand! Understood!"
The village chief nodded and hurriedly went to explain to the villagers!
Although the villagers were not angry, they could only grit their teeth and go back to get food!
The village chief was afraid that something would happen, so he specially instructed them a few more times!
The villagers also knew that the situation was very dangerous, so they agreed one after another. Nothing else happened!
Peng! Peng! Peng!
Just as the village chief was about to send someone to get the food, the ground suddenly trembled!
"Horse sound? So many horses? Could it be that the Han army is here?"
Beside Bei Zan, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, a small soldier shouted in panic.
"Shut up! If you dare to disturb the morale of the army again, I'll cut you down with my saber!”
Bei Zan turned his head and looked at him with a fierce expression.
"Han Army! Where did the Han army come from? The Great Han Imperial Court couldn't care less about themselves now, so why would they care about these ant-like villagers? Is your brain filled with paste?”
Bei Zan looked at the team that seemed to have caused a little commotion because of this pawn and explained loudly.
"But…but General, if it wasn't the imperial court's army, why would there be so many horses here?”
Another soldier asked Bezan in confusion.
"That's…"
Bayzan was about to explain when he suddenly realized that a group of cavalry had appeared on both sides of his team!
"I am the Great Han Yue Cavalry Lieutenant Dong Tian, a Yellow Turban traitor. Kill him!"
With a sharp shout, the cavalry on both sides sped up and charged directly at the Yellow Turban soldiers!
At the same time, the sabers in their hands were pulled out of their sheaths and tightly gripped in their hands!
"Han Army! It really is the Han Army!"
The first soldier in the Yellow Turban army was so frightened that his whole body trembled and he shouted in horror.
"You're courting death!"
With a clang, Bayzan pulled out his long saber that had just returned to its sheath and slashed at the neck of the pawn!
Puff!
With a soft sound, the huge head was instantly shot into the sky by the blood!
A small pawn, dead!
"Whoever dares to shake the morale of the army will die!”
Although Bayzan was also panicking, he forced himself to calm down and said to his subordinates,"Everyone, split up into two sides and block their charge! As long as we block it, we can turn the tables! If anyone runs away, be careful of my merciless blade!”
Although the soldiers were very afraid, some of them were even trembling!
However, compared to the Han army, they were more afraid of Bei Zan, the vicious and cruel boss!
Therefore, they could only tremble and form a loose human wall in fear!
At this moment, the people led by Dong Tian and Zhao Dahu finally rushed to the front of the Yellow Turban army!
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Under the lead of the warhorses, all the cavalrymen seemed to have transformed into head-harvesting machines!
After a quick charge, the Yellow Turban army, which was already loose, lost nearly 400 people under the encirclement of Dong Tian and Zhao Dahu!
Only the last hundred or so people were injured, but they held on!
"Everyone, listen up! Leave no one alive!"
Dong Tian looked at the remaining remnants of the Yellow Turban army and directly gave the order to kill them!
"Yes!" When the soldiers heard this, they immediately shouted in unison.
Then, the massacre began!
In the blink of an eye, the remaining one-hundred-odd remnants of the Yellow Turban Army were all slaughtered!
On the other hand, Dong Tian's side did not have any casualties!
However, there were many who suffered light injuries!
They were all accidentally cut when they were charging!
The author knelt down, the collection, the flowers, and the comments!!! Some people died, but not completely…
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