Chapter 23

Fenggao county and Yangqiu County refused to send reinforcements. Despite his bravery, Liu Ye had no choice but to sit at the head of the city and not to sit in the county government. He ate and sleep with the garrison at the head of the city every day. Sometimes he even kept a vigil in person. Among the 800 garrisons left in the city, whether they were long-trained Han soldiers, Rangers or prisoners released from prison, they all had no choice Respect Liu Ye.

This afternoon, the temperature is drunk, the so-called spring sleepy autumn lack, but Liu Ye is totally sleepless, his eyes are shining at the boundless pingye in the distance.

At this time, a fast horse came. The man on the horse had a thick beard and a broad face, and the handle of the sword hung behind him. He galloped to the place 50 paces away from the head of the city. Some of the defenders immediately clenched their weapons and became nervous.

Liu Ye eyebrows a frown, voice far away to convey: "who is coming?"

The man with thick beard held the leather rope, raised his head and called out, "is elder brother Liu of Licheng here?"

"Yes, why are you here?"

The man with thick beard was very happy. He put his palm on the horse's back, jumped down and stood still. He said respectfully, "I'm Xu Zang. I heard that elder brother Liu used hundreds of troops to fight against tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves. He came here to fight against them."

Liu Ye nods and waves his hand and orders the garrison to open the gate to welcome him in. Even if he is the spy of the Yellow turban thief, only one person can't make it. One person stabs him to death.

Xu Zang came forward respectfully and said, "brother Liu's victory over the Yellow turban thief has been spread for a long time. No one knows within a hundred miles. All the rangers who are with me admire him and will come soon."

Liu Ye's eyes brightened: "Oh? Well, if you wish me to break the thief, I will be the Minister of Jinan to show my meritorious service to you. "

From then on, a steady stream of Rangers came to Liu Ye's command. Some of the rich and powerful came with their own bows and horses. They often came in groups, at least four or five people, and more than ten people ran. Although there were not many horses, each of them had his own armor and was skilled in martial arts. All of them were young and strong men.

Liu Ye counted the number of chivalrous men and found that there were more than 500 chivalrous men. I'm afraid that the chivalrous people gathered here. Liu Ye became the leader of Rangers. Although he can't compare with the chivalrous men of the late Qin Dynasty, he is proud enough.

These rangers are skillful in various martial arts. Although they are not familiar with battle array coordination, they are proficient in fighting skills. Ten rangers who are proficient in martial arts can easily kill ten soldiers. If a hundred soldiers fight in battle, it will be easy to kill them.

However, only the well-equipped, well-trained and tacit Han Army elite can do this. Before the Yellow turban thieves under commander Zhou Jun were just farmers with hoes. Let alone fighting in battle, it would be good to form a few neat lines.

Although rangers are not good at cooperation, what they are good at is looking for flaws. When the yellow scarf thief meets a Ranger, it is like hitting the stone with an egg.

Liu Ye has integrated the Rangers and the garrison in the city. There are more than 1300 people on hand for a moment. If it is only guarding the city, it will be of great use.

At this time, the Yellow turban thieves did not give up. They once again integrated their troops and horses and came from dozens of miles away. At that time, tens of thousands of people came from the camp, each wearing yellow scarves. It was like a yellow raging wave sweeping through, and each face was fierce.

"Everyone heard that Liu Ye had burned up all our grain. If Liu Yuqing wants us to starve to death, can everyone agree?" Pang Hun was among the tens of thousands of yellow turban army. He was riding a tall horse and braying hard. The blue veins on his neck were exposed.

"No!"

Tens of thousands of yellow turban army raised their arms to shout, and only three days of food and grass were left. Although the Yellow turban army was numerous, it was impossible to attack a well-equipped County town in three days. Can't we just rely on those ladders?

Licheng, only Licheng!

All the county magistrates and lieutenants in Licheng are dead. The garrison in the city has been exhausted after several wars. If we go all out and fight down, we can eat food and live!

Why did the Yellow turban bandits win the whole world after the uprising, and the common people enthusiastically followed the bandits? Was it not because of the exploitation at all levels that they could not stand and could not eat enough food, so that they rebelled?

In order to stutter, make a counter and calculate what, is not the siege, is not Liu Yuqing, fight.

Pang Hun held the ring head knife and pointed to the city head from a distance: "kill Liu Ye, break through Licheng, seize the grain, everyone can live."

"Kill Liu Ye!"

"Break the city, no chicken or dog."

"Go to the city to get food."

Countless yellow scarf thieves waved their arms and yelled, and finally tens of thousands of disordered and silent words merged into a neat one.

"Kill Liu Ye, destroy Licheng and take food."

Yellow turban thieves, old or young, black or white, all look crazy. Look at this posture, just like the leader of Taiping Road. Everyone seems to have become yellow turban warriors.

The huge voice made people's eardrums itch. The strength of tens of thousands of troops gathered at this moment was frightening. Many Rangers in the city who had heard of Liu Ye's story of breaking thieves suddenly turned pale and faintly retreated.Liu Ye hums. As soon as he reaches out his hand, someone has already handed him his three stone strong bow. He draws the bow and takes the arrow, aiming at Pang Hun's chest. Releasing his hand is an arrow roaring out. Pang Hun has known that Liu Ye is good at shooting. Therefore, he has prepared several elite rowers with big oars around him. Seven or eight oars are gathered together to protect Pang Hun.

The long arrow was shot to one side by a large rowboat, and a yellow scarf thief was scratched. When the yellow scarf thief saw that Liu Ye had not finished all his arrows, he became more arrogant. However, Liu Ye was not moved. As soon as he shot out one arrow, he grabbed another one. One by one, one by one, ran out, enough five arrows in one breath. Although the big boat was hard, how could it withstand the torrential wind and rain of the continuous arrows, After four arrows, the big scull in the hand of a yellow scarf elite was broken on the spot. The fifth arrow shot him directly from the gap, and the long arrow passed through his chest and firmly nailed it to the ground.

"If a thief comes, I will attack it!"

Liu Ye's voice is not loud, but he is very clear. The garrison and the Yellow turban army in the city can hear clearly.

Liu Ye, holding a long bow in his hand, is proud to benefit the city. He lets the strong wind blow. It seems that there are not tens of thousands of fierce outlaws under the city, but a group of local chickens and dogs who are not moved.

Liu Ye's greatest strength lies in his martial arts.