Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

The third day of the siege, night.

Scared, I lost several catties of fat in the past few days, I have to make up for it.

The oil lamp was lit in Wang Hun's room, and there was a fat chicken on the table in front of him. He impatiently reached out and broke off a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth and began to chew, and wiped the silk and satin around him when his hands were dirty.

Bang, the door was knocked open.

Zhang Dun's tall figure walked in.

Wang Shuai, take the liberty of coming to disturb me late at night.

Wang Hun managed to swallow the chicken in his mouth, and wiped off the oil with his sleeve: Zhang Dun? Come here, this chicken is fat and delicious, you can share it.

Zhang Dun smiled coldly: The last general doesn't like chicken.

Wang Hun laughed: It doesn't matter, do you like duck, goose or pig and sheep?

Zhang Dun took a step forward, exposed to the light of the oil lamp from the shadow outside the door, and showed the ring-sword in his hand, shining brightly on Wang Hun's face.

Wang Hun suddenly stopped chewing, seeing the corners of Zhang Dun's mouth gradually raised, feeling a chill in his heart.

Zhang Dun, Zhang Dun, what are you doing?

Zhang Dun rushed forward with a stride, stretched out his hand and picked up Wang Qing's collar, with a stern expression on his face.

Someone Guan Hai, today I will teach you how to be a smart ghost!

You, you are Guan Hai, isn't that an official... ah!

Before Wang Hun could finish his sentence, Guan Hai chopped off his head with a knife, and let out a scream that stopped abruptly, as if someone had suddenly pinched the neck of a duck.

The blood splashed from Wang Hun's neck sprayed all over Guan Hai, but Guan Hai walked out without hesitation. At this time, more than a dozen people gathered in the courtyard, all of whom were carefully selected by Liu Ye in the army. I don't dare to say that one counts as ten, but if these dozen or so people deal with the yellow turban thieves, one of them can kill at least five thieves.

A group of three, act separately, you guys come with me, go to the top of the city, and put the suspension bridge!

Guan Hai gave an order, and more than a dozen people immediately fled into the darkness, holding torches and throwing them on the houses. Rows of houses suddenly burst into flames, and at the same time, shouts and shouts resounded throughout Pingyuan City.

Wang Hun is rebelling and wants to kill Meng Shuai and surrender.

Meng Shuai wants to surrender to the official army, kill Wang Shuai and surrender to the official army.

The continuous fire in the dark night woke up the Yellow Turban Thieves from their sleep. Countless Yellow Turban Thieves thought that the officers and soldiers had entered, and immediately put on their clothes and left the house. When they heard the shouts from outside, they couldn't understand whether it was Meng Shuai who wanted to kill Wang Shuai. , or is Wang Shuai going to kill Meng Shuai?

Although there are many yellow turban thieves, but you look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to do, and looks at a loss.

And Guan Hai took the three of them to the south of the city. At this time, the yellow scarf thieves at the top of the city were also at a loss. The head was hacked to death, and the yellow turban thieves on the top of the city were in chaos.

Go and open the city gate to welcome the Marquis into the city.

Hearing Guan Hai's order, one of his subordinates immediately rushed to the Qianjin gate, and then the city gate slowly opened, and the suspension bridge also slowly fell down. Guan Hai walked alone through the city gate with a long knife in his hand. The trend of one man guarding the gate.

And Meng Bao was also awakened by the turmoil in the city at this time, and immediately led hundreds of guards to kill him. Many people thought that Meng Bao had to strike first, so they even raised their weapons against Meng Bao, but they were all caught by Meng Baoge. kill.

There was chaos in the city for a while, Meng Bao didn't have time to put out the fire, he just gathered his cronies while killing people, more than 2000 people gathered around him at once.

Meng Shuai, civil turmoil in the city has opened the city gate. If it is not closed, the government army may enter the city.

Meng Bao was furious when he heard the news: Quickly, go and close the city gate, or we will all die.

More than two thousand thieves flocked along the street, killing anyone they saw along the way, so no one dared to stop them. More than two thousand yellow scarf thieves went to the south gate unimpeded. Can't see clearly.

Meng Bao snorted: Raise the torch and see who this thief is.

More than a dozen bright torches were lifted up, reflecting Guan Hai's face. Holding a long knife in his hand, he reached out and gently grasped the yellow scarf wrapped around his head, pulled it off forcefully, and threw it on the ground.

Come on, Guan Hai, who dares to fight me?

Guan Hai let out a roar, and the veins on his neck stood out. Although there were two thousand yellow scarf thieves, none of them dared to go forward.

Meng Bao snorted: What are you afraid of? Guan Hai surrendered to the officers and soldiers, betrayed the great virtuous teacher, and killed him.

Guan Hai laughed loudly, pointed the tip of the knife at Meng Bao's nose, and said coldly: Meng Bao, you shoot arrows and kill your comrades during the day, and you don't know who betrayed the great virtuous teacher!

When all the yellow turban thieves heard Guan Hai's words, their progress stopped immediately. Meng Shuai could kill even his own people. Is it worth fighting for him?

Meng Bao looked behind him and was furious: Aren't you crazy? If you don't close the city gate, we will surely die when the officers and soldiers come in!

Meng Bao coerced and lured him, tried his best to use his majesty as a commander, and finally forced his cronies to rush forward, but he did so slowly, after all, Guan Hai's reputation is not small.

Guan Hai, on the other hand, was dumbfounded, staying in place motionless, watching the yellow turban thieves rushing forward, suddenly there was a thunderbolt, and the long knife cut an arc, and a yellow turban thief was split in half from the shoulder, and he was half stretched out. With blood splattered on the ground, the yellow scarf thieves around them took a step back in fright.

Kill, if anyone fails, I will be the first to chop off his head!

Hearing Meng Bao's anger, the Yellow Turban Bandit had no choice but to rush forward, and Guan Hai became excited when he saw the Bandit Army swarming towards him.

Well done, let's see who is my opponent.

Guan Hai roared and slashed out with a long knife in his hand. He stood at the city gate, and the yellow turban thieves could only squeeze in along the narrow passage. Guan Hai had to face only two or three enemies at a time, so he calmly displayed his martial arts , Strictly guarding the door, from time to time he swung the knife and cut the yellow scarf thief to the ground.

Guan Hai displayed his supernatural power and swept left and right with a long knife. Although there were many yellow turban thieves, they couldn't help Guan Hai alone. There were corpses all over the place, and their clothes were already soaked in blood. Even the palm holding the knife handle was bleeding from the gap between the five fingers.

But no matter how powerful Guan Hai was, his physical strength was limited after all. After killing twenty yellow turban thieves, he already felt his breathing was deep.

One was not paying attention, and a brave thief roared and saw the knife. Guan Hai frowned, and was stabbed in the shoulder immediately.