The World of Yellow Sky

"Luohushan, so you know the origin of this thief?"

Zhao Le wiped the sweat from his forehead again.

"They should all be Yu Digen's subordinates. They are on the Luohu Mountain more than 20 miles away. I heard that there are more than 3000 of them, and many of them are monsters in the mountains. Their master Yu Digen is the Taihang Mountain. Century-old wolf monster!"

Wang Ren on the side scoffed at Zhao Le's words.

"You killed more than a dozen of them last time, but you didn't see them as spirits in the mountains?"

"Yu Digen? How did Zhengchou break the deadlock, but you came to the door."

The soldiers had already prepared their war horses. Xu Da and several yellow angels who acted as personal guards all rode on the horses. Xu An did not waste time turning over and climbed onto the horse. He took out a small yellow flag from his bag and threw it to the scout in hand.

"First withdraw the sergeant from the outpost at the foot of the mountain, and then the scout will report the military situation of the bandits and bandits at any time. The soldiers and armors are all clear."

"promise!"

The scout took the command flag and hurriedly ran out of the camp gate with the military command.

Xu An pointed at the head of the three families with a whip and said, "You three, follow me to the wall."

"Get out!"

Xu An didn't say much, as his legs tucked into the horse's belly, the warhorse strode forward.

There were three Yellow Turban soldiers standing on the left and right, and more than [-] Yellow Turban soldiers behind them, led by Xu An and Liu Pi, walked out of the camp in a neat line.

The mountain wind blew the flag of the Yellow Turban Army, and the sharp halberd gleamed in the sunlight.

Soon Xu An came to the school grounds with the fully armed yellow turban soldiers.

The young men from the five teams of Lutai Mountain on the school ground were also assembled by Gong Du. The scouts at the foot of the mountain didn't tell them what happened, so they were still confused and guessing why the horn sounded.

"There are more than 1000 thieves who are now five miles away from Lutai Mountain."

Xu An rode on the horse and observed the expressions on their faces.

Although they also guessed part of it when they saw the yellow scarf armored soldiers in full uniform, when Xu An said that there were more than 1000 bandits at the foot of the mountain, there was still some small commotion in the queue, and most of their faces were exposed. A terrified expression.

But even if their training is only over a week, these farmers understand what military law and military sticks are.

Under the gaze of Ge Shishi's long eyes and military sticks, the queue returned to silence again.

In fact, for the training soldiers, he is not sure whether it is useful to learn from movies, some books and the Internet. After all, this is the real world, not a game.

After all, it took nearly two days to teach this group of farmers to distinguish between left and right.

But judging from the current situation, the training effect was better than he expected, at least the Yellow Angels in the team had a lot of authority.

"You should all know what they're here for."

"You killed the thieves in Luohu Mountain last time. Now they have gathered more people to take revenge. They want to come and take away the food in your family, your wives and children, and raze this Lutai Mountain to the ground!"

"I said that as long as you join Taiping Dao, no one will be able to bully you any more. For all the humiliation you suffered before, my Yellow Turbans will use the swords in their hands to seek justice for you. "

Several soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, under Xu An's order, pushed the car with a bundle of halberds to the side of the school grounds.

Xu Anma rode his horse and walked in front of the young and strong queue, looking at the faces that were a little scared, turned the horse's head, raised the whip in his hand high, and shouted: "The sky is dead, Huang Tian is dead. Dangli, the year is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

All the yellow angels raised their weapons high and cheered to Xu An.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

The Yellow Angel, who was the chief of the young and strong team, also raised his arms in response to Xu An's call.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world will be prosperous!"

The unanimous shouts of hundreds of people were as loud as thunder in front of them.

More and more people in the youth queue raised their arms high and cheered to Xu An. The voice even temporarily drove away their fear of thousands of thieves under the mountain.

Everyone was infected by this fanatical atmosphere, just like the group of fanatical Yellow Turban believers under Guangzong City.

Xu An's whip pointed to the driver beside him.

"Now, take your weapons and let the gang of thieves who don't know how to live or die at the foot of the mountain see our martial arts!"

Chapter 39 Attack the stronghold!

"Gong Du!"

"exist!"

Hearing Xu An's voice, Gong Du jumped out to answer.

"You lead two teams of yellow angels to ambush in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. When the horns on the top of the mountain sound in unison, be sure to block the retreat of the thieves at the foot of the mountain."

"promise!"

The gate made of rough wood was slowly opened by the sergeant guarding the gate. Gong Duhao didn't delay, he pointed out two teams of yellow angels from behind Xu An, and walked down the mountain quickly with more than a hundred soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army.

The seven teams of young men on the school field, or the seven teams of yellow turban sergeants, are more appropriate.

The seven teams of yellow turban sergeants, led by their respective teams, all took on the halberds of the Han army and formed seven neat square formations.

A dense forest of halberds was erected in the tight formation.

"Step by step!"

The Yellow Turbans in front of the queue led the team, pulled out the ring-headed knife at the waist, raised it in the air with his right hand, and loudly issued orders to the sergeant behind him.

"promise!"

The Yellow Turban sergeants in the queue responded in unison.

"Left, right, left, right!"

In the slogan of the Yellow Turban team, the Yellow Turban sergeants in the queue slowly walked forward with neat steps.

Although the queue was a little chaotic from time to time, it still maintained a fairly complete army formation.

Liu Pi was left on the school grounds by Xu An, and along with Liu Pi were a team of Yellow Angels and thirty archers who had just been trained.

Xu An only brought two teams of sergeants to the wall, and the remaining five teams of Yellow Turban sergeants were left behind the mountain around thirty or forty paces behind the gate.

The wall was relatively narrow, and it was a little reluctant to accommodate one team of sergeants, while the other team was left behind the wall as a reserve team, not to mention Xu An didn't want to use the wall to block the opponent.

Along with Xu An, there were also the heads of three families.

In Lutai Village, the defense of the gate of the village is still very important. Near the wall of the village, there are piles of rolling stones and logs for guarding the village.

……

One mile at the foot of Lutai Mountain, a chaotic team stopped in the middle of the road.

He holds all kinds of weapons in his hands, from wooden sticks, farm implements to all kinds of knives and guns, all of which are dazzling.

The leader is a man, but he has a long five-short stature and a dark complexion, but he has a fierce look on his face, and there are two short halberds stuck at his waist.

There was also a middle-aged man beside him, wearing a small cap and a short cyan suit, with a slightly hunchback appearance, a pair of slender eyes that kept looking back and forth, standing beside the five short men.

After watching for a while, he took a few steps forward and said to the five short men with a flattering smile: "The third master, the entrance to Lutai Mountain is in front."

"The last time the villain went to collect food, not only did he not give food, but he also injured and killed dozens of brothers in the village. There were quite a few young and strong people in the village. There were also a few hunting bows in the village. Be careful of the rocks and wood that roll down, I'm afraid it will kill and injure many brothers."

Speaking of killing and wounding dozens of people, the slender-eyed middle-aged man couldn't help but twitch his face.

Before getting the food, many people were killed and injured. After returning to the village, Yu Digen, the master of the village, beat him with a dozen whips, and now the wounds on his body are still aching.

The third master glanced at the middle-aged man and said, "If you want wealth, but don't want danger, where is the cheap thing? If you die, you will have no luck in your destiny. If you don't die, then you will have food and women! "

A few thieves in sackcloth and short knives ran up ahead, shouting as they ran.

"The third head, the group of cowardly dogs all ran back to the mountain!"

"The third master, go up the mountain to see, I'm afraid even the gate of the village is opened, kneel on the ground and beg us for mercy!"

Someone in the noisy crowd shouted, and there was a burst of laughter. There were thousands of them, and they didn't pay attention to the people from Lutai Mountain at all.

"I heard that the Zhao family is also a big family. The little girls are all skinny and tender."

"Hee hee, the girls in the Li family are not bad either. I saw them last year, but don't rob me!"

In the crowd, you and I keep saying one sentence.

The third master did not interfere, waiting for everyone behind him to discuss.

After waiting for a while after everyone's hippie smiles, seeing everyone's high morale, the third head of the family walked up to a big stone by the side of the road.

He pulled out the two halberds stuck in his waist and slammed them together.

The collision of the two halberds made a clear and clear sound of Jin Ge clashing. As soon as the sound came out, it attracted everyone's attention.

"I, Huang San, always count in what I say in the village. When I attack Lutai Mountain, I only take half of the Qianliang Village, and the rest belong to my brothers!"

Huang San slowed down, licked his lips and continued.

"The little lady of the head of the Li family is left to the big boss. The one who attacked the cottage wall first, promoted him to be the captain, and picked two beauties first. Whoever grabs the rest will belong to the rest of the lady, and whoever walks slowly will be snatched away by other sons. Now, don't blame me for not telling you!"

Hearing the call of the third master, there was a burst of laughter among the bandits, and a few daring people even agreed.

A tall man wearing a Han army tiara that he got from nowhere, threw the small hammer in his hand in the air and turned a few circles in a loud voice.

"The third master, this piece of merit must belong to me, Zheng Laoliu! I can't wait."

"As far as you, Zheng Laoliu, still want to grab the first credit, the wife of the Zhao family must be mine."

The audience laughed and laughed again.

"Steal his mother!"

"Steal his mother!!!"

Seeing the people with soaring morale, Huang San nodded with satisfaction, waving the halberds in his hands to lead them forward.

"Children!"

All the bandits shouted loudly, like a group of hungry wolves with glowing eyes, holding up all kinds of weapons.

"Go up the mountain!"

Huang San jumped off the big rock, and everyone followed behind him, shouting and rushing up Lutai Mountain.

The outposts along the way were all cut into pieces of broken wood with knives and axes, or pushed directly into the abyss below the mountain.

……

On the wall of the village, Zhao Le hid in a corner with a pale face, while Wang Ren held a pair of hunting bows and led a few hunters. With a long knife, he was directing the sergeants on the wall to carry all kinds of tools for guarding the village.

Xu An was standing on the side of the wall at this time. Xu Da was wearing heavy armor and standing behind him with more than a dozen yellow turban soldiers. There was also a yellow flag on the shoulders of the child Zhang Ji.

The wall and the mountain covered the figures of Xu An and his party tightly.

The command of the sergeant on the wall was lost by Xu An to Li Heng, and the halberd held by the sergeant was also taken away and replaced with their previous farming tools and a few iron weapons.

On the mountain road, the noisy voices were getting closer and closer, and the dense and noisy bandits gradually appeared in Li Heng's eyes.

Li Heng's hand holding the knife couldn't help secretly exerting force, and cold sweat slowly seeped out from behind.

Chapter 40 Battle of Lutai

The slightly narrow mountain road was crowded with bandits with their fangs and claws.

The first few bandits were climbing up with large shields made of thick wood. The bandits behind them hid their bodies behind the shield as much as possible.

Looking at the bandits marching on the mountain road, Li Heng knew in his heart that these bandits were no longer the three or four hundred that were easily repelled before.

Not to mention the old bandits, at least they are more handy in how to attack the cottage, how to protect and hide themselves.

A few minutes later, the bandits were already approaching the village gate, and the old bandits who were walking in the front had reached the position of the village gate a dozen steps away, which was already within the shooting range of the hunting bow.

They didn't seem to care about the hunting bows in Lutai Mountain at all.

The third head of Luohu Mountain, Huang San, was standing on a raised slope on the mountain road observing the situation of Zhaimen, with a disapproving expression on his face, and said contemptuously.

"The wooden wall is just over ten feet high, and you, Xue Laoqi, left a dozen brothers and ran back to the village by yourself? If the big boss sees the ghostly appearance of this village gate, he is afraid that he will take your skin off. !"

The middle-aged man in the small hat, Xue Laoqi, was a little scared, but he still defended: "I thought they would not dare to refuse when they heard the name of the big boss. Who would have thought that the surnamed Wang didn't know what the wind was, and he was dead and alive. Without food, one of our brothers was shot dead."

"At that time, we didn't have any shields or equipment, and there was nothing we could do for a while."