Guan Hai, with his long sword in hand, stood coldly on the official road, like a hungry wolf staring grimly at the Han army a hundred paces away, the bitter wind blowing his thin sackcloth, hunting and rattling. Because the figure is too masculine to find the right armor, so until now, Guan Hai still wears the attack has been worn out linen clothes.

"How ...... what is going on?"

He Zhen trembling Wei Wei peeked out of the car window and asked the He House family general beside him.

The general replied respectfully: "There is a villain blocking the road, old master do not panic, wait for He Xian to go ahead and take this guy's head."

He Zhen admonished, "Ah Xian, that man is very vicious, be careful."

He Xian, the general, said, "Don't worry, Master, I don't think He Xian has ever seen a mere path-cutting thief, so let's get out of the way and let me fight him."

Han army like waves splitting, flashing a channel, He Xian bellowed a gallop out of the horse, waving a silver gun straight to Guan Hai.

"I have a gun!"

He Xian yelled, the silver spear in his hand danced into a brilliant silver snake, lightning-like stabbing at Guan Hai's throat, Guan Hai did not move like a mountain, eyes like a torch, viciously staring at that little silver mane, naked in the air on the arms bulged a piece of key flesh, gripping the back of the long knife hand also burst a sinew.

"Die~~"

He Xian stabbed out of the silver gun suddenly accelerated, the sharp tip of the gun was about to pierce Guan Hai's throat, when a sudden change occurred, only to see Guan Hai's figure incredibly short, He Xian's aim to get a gun has been stabbed empty, in a flash, the war horse harsh long howl resounded through the air, steeply fallen to the ground, He Xian's whole body was flung into the air.

"Hoo!"

The cold blanket of the long knife swept through the long air.

"Uhhh~~!"

The mournful howl resounded through the clouds and then stopped, throwing up in the air, He Xian had already broken into two pieces, turning into a lifeless dead body, heavily planted on the cold snow.

Fast! It was too fast, the Han soldiers only felt a blur before their eyes, everything was already over, the self-proclaimed brave He family general was already dead on the spot, while the evil man was standing majestically in the middle of the road, unharmed.

"Ow-ho~~"

The two pieces of flesh in front of his chest bulged up, almost bursting through the thin sackcloth.

"Kill!"

Ma Yue from the left side of the official road long body up, the hands of the thick-backed machete coldly swung forward.

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and the eight hundred stragglers who were waiting on the side came out from both sides of the official road like tigers and wolves, and the light of the rising sun shone on the cold blade, reflecting the coldness of death.

"Not good, ambushed! Retreat, retreat quickly~~~"

After all, they were not the elite division of the Han Dynasty, they were just a group of county soldiers who had never been in battle before, and when they faced the sudden attack, they immediately lost their composure and fell like a mountain. In the chaos, the carriage overturned on the side of the road. He Zhen was rescued from the carriage by a general, who carried him on his back and ran wildly back to Luyang.

Guan Hai drew his sword and said in a stern voice: "I'll go catch that old man!"

Ma Yue's gaze is stern, said in a deep voice: "Guan Hai wait, don't hurt He Zhen's life, I have my own plan."

......

The north of Luyang, the mountain, south of the sweet water, the terrain is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack.

Although it is still the winter season, but one after another people out of the city for firewood, but also the nearby countryside people into the city to sell goods to buy, once the flood of yellow turban bandits although the entire Nanyang County brought a boundless disaster, but the world does not stop, the sun still rises, life still has to go on.

A few Han soldiers held their bodies straight, holding spears like javelins outside the city gates, and on the city tower, a team of Han soldiers in full uniform patrolled back and forth, their vigilant eyes scrutinizing the city from time to time. The security of Luyang has not been restored since the Yellow Turban flood, so the four gates are still heavily guarded.

At noon, there was a steady stream of pedestrians at the northern gate of Luyang.

Suddenly, a shout came from the official road in the north, the city gate guards looked up in shock, only to see a group of Han troops from the official road towards the city of Lu Yang wolf running, the people nearby thought it was a rogue attack, and hurriedly swarmed back to the city.

The gate guards were shocked and said in a stern voice: "Close the gates! Quickly close the gates! Drawbridge, raise the drawbridge!"

In an ear-piercing creak, the heavy gates slowly closed, and the drawbridge on the piers was slowly raised under the tug of the rope.

However, in less than a moment, the group of wolves running to the Han army has already run close, leading a general sternly shouted: "Do not close the city gates, the old master He is here! Let us enter the city~~~"

"Master He!"

The gate guards were shocked to see an old man with white hair on his back, but he was the old man who had just left Luyang this morning. Old Master He is the current General He Jin's old father, how can not see the death of the rescue? Thinking of this, the city gate guard did not dare to slow down, and immediately shouted: "Open the city gates, put the drawbridge ~ ~"

The Han army guarding the gate did not dare to be slow, and hurriedly pushed the heavy gate open again, and lowered the drawbridge.

The city gate guard led a dozen gate guards to meet outside the drawbridge and said with a solemn hand, "Quickly, please enter the city quickly, the bandits will arrive."

"Grandpa has arrived!"

When the words of the gatekeeper fell, a Han soldier backhanded a knife to him, the gatekeeper was caught off guard and was cut to the ground, half of his head was cut off, blood and brains splashed all over the ground, several Han soldiers next to the gatekeeper had not yet reacted, the Han soldier who came running with the wolf had already pounced on him with a fierce fury, the cold steel knife had already reached his body.

The city tower, patrolling Han troops witnessed such a drastic change, surprised at the same time did not dare to slow down to blow the warning horn, in a flash, the long and continuous sound of the horn rang through the clouds, the original orderly city immediately into a mess, pedestrians running to avoid each other, scoundrels take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, vendors dumped, chickens flying ~ ~ ~ ~.

A team of county soldiers ran out of the barracks in chaos under the barking of the general, and came towards the north gate in unkempt clothes and armor.

Ma Yue stepped on the drawbridge with one foot and howled wildly with his arms: "Brothers, another city is under our feet, eight hundred stragglers are invincible~~"

"No way to win~~"

Guan Hai and Zhou Cang howled in response.

"No victory is possible..."

Eight hundred bandits gathered inside and outside the city gates, shouting and roaring, the sound wave pierced through the gold and cracked the stone, shattering the sky.

"Those who carry weapons other than my brothers ~ kill!"

"Those who wear armor other than my kind ~ kill!"

"Those who wear silk and silk ~ kill!"

Ma Yue's voice exploded like thunder, and the eight hundred stragglers responded in unison.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The crazy wild killing intent stirred inside and outside the city gates, inspired by Ma Yue's extremely inflammatory words, all the stragglers were red-eyed, like eight hundred wounded beasts, with only one frenzied thought left in their heads, except to kill and poke or kill and poke!

"Enter the city~~"

Ma Yue led his sword, and the eight hundred stragglers swept forward like a monstrous wave. Even if Yuan Shu had discovered his golden cicada scheme and waved his troops north to rescue him, it would be two days later, two days, enough time for the eight hundred bandits to recover their energy, reload and start a new round of gambling!

Ma Yue stomped heavily on the thick suspension bridge plate under his feet, to **** benevolence and morality, live, is the most real!

He Zhen pathetically fell to the side, the body like sieve chaff, warily look at Ma Yue, if time can be turned back, the past can be repeated, he would rather hide in Yuan Shu army, but never rush back to Luoyang, back to what Luoyang well, in the end, but fell into the hands of the bandits, alas ~ ~.

The first thing you should do is to take a look at the situation in the city and find horses to explore the area.

"Yes, sir!"

"Zhou Cang."

"Yes."

"Lead 100 of our elite soldiers as the law enforcement team, patrol the city, but if there are brothers who do not follow military discipline and harm the civilian population, they will be killed without return!"

"Yes, sir!"

Guan Hai and Zhou Cang each ordered their elite soldiers and went to follow the order.

Ma Yue then took a long breath, calmed down the agitation in his chest, and said to He Zhen with a bland smile, "Has Master He ever heard of a proverb? As the saying goes, the loss of the sang yu, the harvest of the east corner, you old although in the pheasant county lucky to get away, but in Lu Yang but still can not avoid returning to my hands, ha ha ha ......"