"From the thief, this is the end."
Liu Ye's voice made the lights flicker slightly. He raised his leg and kicked Wei Zheng's chest. He pulled out his long head and splashed fresh blood on the ground.
"Kill the thief!"
Inspired by Liu Ye's spirit of killing thieves, a group of Rangers rushed up with swords and swords. However, Wei Zheng's bandits were weak, and they immediately got the upper hand. After a while, dozens of bandits were killed or wounded, while only two of them were slightly injured, and were chopped by the thieves.
In the once spacious County Hall, corpses were everywhere at this time. In addition to song and Sun Chang officials, there were also a group of thieves under Wei Zheng's command. Liu Ye leaned down and wiped his hands soaked in blood with Wei Zheng's clothes, and by the way, wiped the Shugan as well.
"Cut off the heads of these thieves, and take them to the four cities in batches. Light a torch and tell the Yellow turban thieves that the thieves have been killed and retreated. It must be that the Yellow turban thieves can't attack for a long time, but they are waiting for trouble in the city. When they see the leaders, they are determined to retreat." Liu Ye gives an order. A group of Rangers cut off the heads of Wei Zheng and other thieves with a ring head knife, and then they leave in all directions.
There is still a fierce battle on the east city. Wude doesn't know what happened to the Yellow turban thieves. At night, they are like crazy. They are fierce and fearless to die. Besides, elder brother Liu is not here, so it is very difficult to defend the city. However, thanks to the night battle, the garrison can barely support it, that is, some people keep looking back at the fire in the city, and their hearts are full of sadness.
"The fire in the city seems to be getting smaller?"
Someone murmured in a low voice. At this time, there was a sound of footsteps on the stairs at the head of the city. Two Rangers rushed up, one with a torch in his hand and seven or eight dead heads in the other.
"The yellow scarf thief, elder brother Liu is plotting strategies. All of you should have been killed."
A cry came from the city. Zhou Jun frowned and looked at the past from afar. He was stunned.
The good news that he had killed the county magistrate song he and the county captain Sun Chang had already been heard. Zhou Jun had already had a plan in mind, but now he suddenly saw several leaders, and he suddenly wavered.
"Zhou Shuai! That head is Wei Zheng's head. There is a scar on his nose. " A good at archery, good eyes of small Shuai exclaimed.
Zhou Jun's face suddenly turned black. Fortunately, he didn't see it clearly in the evening, so he had to order the soldiers to withdraw. As the Yellow turban army retreated slowly, most of the officers guarding the city were relieved. However, those chivalrous men sent by Liu Ye informed them to go to the county government office. Please, Mr. Xian Zun.
In the county government office, the lights are bright, and a pile of headless corpses are thrown outside, while Liu Ye is standing in the hall, standing with his hands down, and he does not know what he is thinking.
But outside the county government office came the sound of conversation and relaxed footsteps.
"Ha ha, what else did these yellow turban thieves say about killing Lord song? Didn't the county magistrate come to us now?"
"That's right. The thieves only know how to blow the air. It's not good for you, county Lord Yes
The voice of the speech stopped suddenly, because the people who came in had already seen the county magistrate song he, whose body was separated.
"Xian Zun! Well, what's going on here? "
"Liu Ye, why did the county magistrate's body separate? You have to give me an account!"
A group of people suddenly yelled, especially when he saw Liu Ye standing with his negative hand. He spat out.
Liu Ye slowly turns around. There are more than ten people entering the county government office. Among them, three people are indistinctly the first. Most of the others are surrounded by subordinate guards. They are the garrison leaders of the other three cities.
"As you can see, the bandits should make a violent attack and kill the county magistrate and the county captain by taking advantage of the empty space in the city. Fortunately, the bandit army has withdrawn." Liu Ye is different from the three men. Although there is no one around him, he wears leather armour and a knife at his waist. He has a profound bearing.
A man on the left side of the hall sighed and said in a sad voice, "it's the county Zun and the county Wei who died today. How can we know that it's my turn to wait tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" Tan's face is pessimistic.
But opposite to tan Xing, the man snorted bitterly and glanced at Liu Ye without trace.
"Hum, the thieves don't want our lives when they attack the city, but they just want to earn money. Now the world is in chaos, and the court has long ignored us. If we can live, what will happen to the thieves? It's a pity that some people have killed too many thieves and disturbed our agents. We have no way out. " This man is called Wang Zhen, but he is a Han army leader, which is the same level as Liu Ye.
As soon as the man spoke, a group of people nodded after him, and they even agreed with him. It seems that there are still many people who want to vote for the thief.
Liu Ye is slightly angry. He insinuates that he has upset Zhou Jun's plan. What is more hateful is that he even wants to throw himself into the yellow scarf thief. He suddenly shows his fierce light. If he is alive, he will become the second Wei Zheng sooner or later, and he can't be left.
Although Liu Ye in his previous life studied boxing and gun skills, after all, the law was strict in the civilized era. At most, he had killed a man in the martial arts contest. But now, as soon as he passed through, he was faced with the dilemma of yellow scarf bandits besieging the city. In a few days, he had hundreds of lives in his hands. At a glance, it was almost necessary to release a murderous spirit."Hum! After the Yellow turban thieves broke the city, we all have good families. Can't we wander around with the Yellow turban thieves? " Liu Ye snapped. Wang Zhen, who was oppressed by his fierce eyes, did not dare to speak, but his eyes flickered.
"Cough up, what Liu Yuqing said is reasonable. We must not follow the thief. Otherwise, it would be a disgrace to our ancestors if we tarnish our innocent family background." The last of the three is to support Liu Ye, who is the Marquis of the city, called Li Da, with a smile on his face, as if human and animal were harmless.
Liu Ye frowns slightly: "do not know Li junhou has any high opinion?"
Li Da twisted the mustache on his lips with his fingers: "today, the magistrate of Song Dynasty and sun Xian Wei died for the country, but the Yellow turban bandits can't retreat for a long time. If we don't recommend a leader, how can we protect the elders of Licheng?"
Liu Ye nodded, his face unchanged: "it should be like this. Do you have any good people to choose from?"
Li Da's shoulder was open and his smile was subtle: "the Marquis of Fang Jun (the Marquis who died in the battle when the Yellow turban besieged the city) has passed away. Now, Li has the highest military rank among the cities. Although Li is not greedy for power, he just introduces himself at this time of crisis. I don't know what you think of you?"
Tan Xing was sad, but Wang Zhen was the first to jump out: "Li junhou is mature and prudent. He has been a marquis for many years, and he is good enough to be on guard."
Li Da smiles and nods and looks at Liu Ye.
"Ha ha, Li junhou is afraid to forget to ask a person." Liu Ye's smile is strange and his hand feels the handle of the knife without trace.