"Ow-ho~~"

Guan Hai let out a tiger roar, the long knife in his hand with a thunderous force slashed down, will try to resist the official army cantonment will be killed on the spot, then angry eyes want to crack, stern voice yelled: "put down the weapons!"

"Put down your weapons!"

Witnessed Guan Hai such a momentum, Zhou Cang disregarded his serious injuries, followed by the arm howl of rage, and even the disheveled hair are erected, the appearance is extremely hideous.

"Put down your weapons!"

"Put down your weapons!"

From the two ends of the long street swarmed eight hundred bandits and yellow scarves remnants of soldiers will Zou Jing and hundreds of official soldiers surrounded, hissing and waving their steel swords, howling in response. Heavy siege, Zou Jing's face pale, eyes scattered, face a blood stain, has long lost the usual elegant temperament. Around Zou Jing, hundreds of Nanyang soldiers are like sieve chaff, heart and guts cold, the former sheep now become vicious wolves, the world has really changed.

Defeated, once again defeated!

Once again, they have been trapped!

The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time, and they've been in the business for a long time.

"Dang!"

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a good deal more than just a few of these.

Finally, we have won! Zhou Cang breathed a long sigh of relief, suddenly felt a blackness in front of his eyes, and his already battered body immediately fell down like a broken frame, and his legs fell to the ground with a soft thud. A yellow turban bandit stepped forward to help Zhou Cang, but he only took a step forward, also fell to the ground, a strand of dirty blood slowly seeped out along the corners of his mouth, moistened the ground, the original bright eyes instantly dulled, lost the luster forever ......

"Poof~~"

The sound of bodies falling to the ground rang out one after another, blocking the northern end of the long street of more than 300 yellow turban remnants fell more than half fell on the cold ground.

The 800 stragglers rear line, Ma Yue deep eyes abruptly swept through a strange stern color, how good the men ah! These iron men! They did not die under the swords of the official army, but died of hunger and cold! Fiercely turned around, Ma Yue morosely stared at Liu Yan, his eyes colder than the icy void.

"At all costs, we must save these brothers!"

......

The young Wen Ren was driving his horse southward outside Fuyang City, when the fire of Fuyang City was about to fade into the night and merge with the dark dome of the sky, Wen Ren abruptly turned his horse back, his bright black eyes showed a trace of panic, three points of reluctance and six points of hatred.

Before killing out of the siege, Zou Jing's last roar still echoed between his ears.

"Hurry! Quickly kill out of the city, go to Suixian to find General Huang Zhong, order him to lead the army back to save Fuyang!"

Fuyang, I, Wen Ren, will come back.

Brother-in-law, Wen Ren swears that he will save you from the 800 stragglers.

Ma Yue, you wait, one day, I, Wen Ren, will behead you with my own hands!

"Heave!"

Wen Ren fiercely whip on the horse's femur, the mount ate pain, whinnying a long neigh, let go of four hooves to the south wildly, in a short time, one person and a ride disappeared in the vast night.

......

"Boom!"

Guan Hai kicked open the door of the closed room, and the official hiding behind the door was unable to avoid it, so he was knocked out by the bouncing door and flew backwards, hitting the stone wall behind him.

Ma Yue stood behind Guan Hai and looked around, only to see the fire burning in the house, standing outside the door can feel the warmth of the bear, next to the fire placed a soft couch, soft couch lying on his back a person, eyes wide open, a hideous expression, the bearish flame reflected in his dark pupils, but like a ghostly fire as horrifying.

"Qin Jie!"

Ma Yue suddenly widened both eyes, it was Qin Jie! Back when he followed Liu Pei's raid on Eryang and lost, Ma Yue recognized Qin Jie, who was standing at the head of Eryang city, cursing at Liu Pei and cursing him so much that he vomited blood on the spot.

The first thing that happened was that Qin Jie was in Fuyang. No wonder he left a whole 1000 soldiers and horses in Fuyang.

The first time I saw him, I was able to get him to the crotch, and his body bounced, hard as a log, lifeless.

"Bo Qi, dead through and through!"

"Dead!?"

Ma Yue was stunned again and walked slowly to Qin Jie's soft couch, only to see a strand of blood hanging from the corner of Qin Jie's mouth, on the silk quilt he was covered with, and on the floor, his chest was a crimson, the blood was not yet dry, it looked like he had died of an attack of fire, vomiting blood. Gradually, Ma Yue's frown began to relax, a cold smile began to condense at the corners of Ma Yue's mouth, Ma Yue turned to Guan Hai and said in a deep voice: "Old Guan, do you know who he is?"

Guan Hai, however, did not recognize Qin Jie and asked, "Who is it?"

Ma Yue smiled coldly and said, "This man is the commander of Nanyang soldiers, the governor of Nanyang - Qin Jie!"

"What, he is Qin Jie, the Generalissimo of Nanyang!

Guan Hai's eyes were stern and he pulled out his sword with a clang to cut off Qin Jie's head to relieve his hatred, this executioner, I don't know how many Yellow Turban brothers had their heads cut off by him, even if they died today, I still want to lord his head to take a breath of anger for the dead brothers.

"Old tube wait!" Ma Yue a pull Guan Hai's arm, said morosely, "not busy lord, keep his whole body, I have a good use!"

"What's the use of keeping his corpse?"

"To attack Wancheng, he is indispensable."

"Oh, keep him to attack Wancheng, huh?" Guan Hai muttered, and only after a few seconds did he react, staring straight at Ma Yue and asking in shock, "What? What are you saying, Bo Qi? Attack ...... on Wancheng? You mean, we are going to attack Wancheng next?"

"Yes, we are going to attack Wancheng next!" The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who are not able to get a good deal on this.

Guan Hai was shocked, Ma Yue's words were really too appalling, when he thought that Zhang Mancheng with hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans besieged Wancheng, it took months and 100,000 casualties before Wancheng was captured, now Ma Yue only has 800 stragglers under him, but he wants to attack Wancheng, and is confident that he will be able to capture it!

However, since following Ma Yue as a stray bandit, Ma Yue has brought Guan Hai too many incredible things. Many things are simply impossible for Guan Hai's simple mind, but in the end, Ma Yue did it. For example, this time, Guan Hai and Pei Yuan Shao feel that it is impossible to beat Fuyang, because Nanyang soldiers not only have a strong city to defend, but also occupy the advantage in strength, but Ma Yue finally did not?

As long as Ma Yue has said, there is nothing he can't do! Guan Hai stared deeply at Ma Yue, only to feel the hot blood in his body boiling, a strong feeling in his chest fiercely tumultuous, exhilarated straight want to turn the world over and trample the entire Han Empire under his feet ......

Ma Yue's face is gloomy, his gaze is like jiong looking at the north, the bitter cold wind blowing on his body, the whole figure is frozen like a thousand years old pine. It does sound a little crazy to want to attack Wancheng with only 800 stragglers, but Ma Yue is well thought out, not just a whim or a fever! As the saying goes, even a small stone can break a big tile. Although the 800 stragglers were few in number, they might be able to defeat Luoyang City one day. Who can predict what will happen in the future, and who dares to prophesy? It all depends on fate and the situation.

There is a reason why Ma Yue is so confident that he can attack and take Wancheng.

First of all, Wancheng is defenceless!

Zhu Jun's army has already gone north to Jizhou, the rebel Han Zhong's troops were slaughtered, Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers are only 6,000 in total, 3,000 were taken to Sui County by Huang Zhong, the 1,000 left in Fuyang have all collapsed, and finally there are still more than 2,000 left, not only to guard Wancheng, but also to divide the troops to guard the counties of Echingyang and Yuyang, several places to share down, how many soldiers and horses can be left in Wancheng? At most a thousand people!

Secondly, Ma Yue still has the trump card of Qin Jie in his hand! Although Qin Jie was already dead, not many people knew about his death yet. If a whole army of onyx soldiers suddenly returned to Wancheng with Qin Jie's casket, even if the soldiers escorting the casket were unfamiliar, but Qin Jie's corpse was real, would the defending officers open the city to welcome or reject it?

The poor Qin Jie, who had to be used once after his death, wondered if he would be so angry that he would live and die again.