Chapter 70

The third day of siege, night.

"I've lost several pounds of fat these days. I have to make up for it."

Wang Hun's room lit an oil lamp. On the table in front of him was a fat chicken. He couldn't wait to reach out and break off a chicken leg. He put it into his mouth to chew it. When his hands were dirty, he wiped the silk around him.

Bang, the door is smashed open.

Zhang Dun's tall figure came in.

"Wang Shuai, I dare to disturb you at night."

Wang Hun swallowed the chicken in his mouth and lifted his sleeve to wipe off the oil: "Zhang Dun? Come on, this chicken is fat and can be shared. "

Zhang Dun sneered: "the end will not like to eat chicken."

Wang Hun ha ha ha a smile: "no matter, you like to eat duck, goose or pig sheep?"

Zhang Dun stepped forward and exposed to the light of the oil lamp from the shadow outside the door, and showed the ring head knife in his hand, which reflected Wang Hun's face.

Wang Hun suddenly stopped chewing and looked at the corner of Zhang Dun's mouth. His heart was cold.

"Zhang Dun, Zhang Dun What are you going to do

Zhang Dun darted forward, reached for Wang Hun's collar, and looked fierce.

"It's Guan Hai. Today I'll teach you to be an understanding ghost."

"You, you are Guan Hai, are you not an official Ah

Before Wang Hun's words were finished, Guan Hai cut off his head with a knife, and let out a sudden shriek, as if a duck had suddenly been pinched by a man's neck.

The blood splashed from Wang Hun's neck spurted Guan Hai all over his body, but Guan Hai walked out without caring. At this time, more than a dozen people in the courtyard gathered together, all of them were elite men selected by Liu Ye in the army. They dare not say that one is worth ten, but one of them can kill at least five thieves to pay for the yellow scarf thieves.

"Three people in a group, each action, you several come with me, go to the city, put the suspension bridge!"

At the command of Guan Hai, more than ten people suddenly fled into the dark, threw torches on the house, and the rows of houses burned up. At the same time, shouts echoed through the plain city.

"Wang Hun rebelled and wanted to kill Meng Shuai and surrender."

"Meng Shuai will surrender to the army and kill Wang Shuai to surrender to the army."

The incessant fire in the night wakes up the Yellow turban thieves in their sleep. Countless yellow turban thieves thought that the officers and soldiers had killed them. They immediately put on their clothes and went out of the house. When they heard the shouting outside, they were more confused. Was Meng Shuai going to kill Wang Shuai or Wang Shuai?

Although the number of yellow scarf thieves is large, but you look at me, I look at you, no one knows what to do, a blank face.

Guan Hai ran to the south of the city with three men. At this time, the Yellow turban thieves in the city were at a loss. Seeing Guan Hai and others running over, they wanted to ask something, but they were suddenly cut to death by Guan Hai's head, and the Yellow turban thieves on the head of the city were in chaos.

"Open the gate and welcome the Marquis into the city."

After hearing Guan Hai's command, one of his subordinates rushed to the Qianjin gate, and then the gate opened slowly, and the suspension bridge slowly fell down. Guan Hai walked alone in the gate, holding a long knife in his hand, which was quite like a man in charge.

At this time, Meng Bao was awakened by the turmoil in the city. He led hundreds of guards to kill him. Many people thought that Meng Bao had to fight first, so he even raised his weapon against him, but all of them were killed by Meng Baoge.

At that time, Meng Bao had no time to put out the fire. He just killed people and gathered his relatives. At the same time, more than 2000 people gathered around him.

"Meng Shuai, the city's civil strife has opened the gate. If you don't close it, you will be afraid that the officers and soldiers will enter the city."

When Meng Bao heard the news, he was very angry: "hurry up, close the gate, or we will all die."

More than two thousand bandit army's cronies swarmed along the street, killing people as they saw them along the way. Therefore, no one dared to stop them. More than 2000 yellow turban thieves killed the south gate without any obstacles. They could only see an independent city gate facing them. They could not see clearly in the dark.

Meng Baoheng said, "hold up the torch and see who the thief is."

He put out his hand to shake the long towel, and threw it to the tube.

"Come on, it's Guan Hai. Who dares to fight with me?"

Guan Hai roared, and the blue veins on his neck protruded. For a time, although there were 2000 yellow turban thieves, no one dared to go forward.

Meng Bao snorted: "what are you afraid of? Guan Hai surrendered to the army, betrayed the great virtuous division and killed him. "

Guan Hai laughed and pointed at Meng Bao's nose. He said coldly, "Meng Bao, you shoot your fellow soldiers in the daytime. I don't know who betrayed the great virtuous teacher."

When a group of yellow turban thieves heard Guan Hai's words, their steps stopped again Meng Shuai can even kill his own people. Is it worth fighting for him?

Looking at his back, Meng Bao was furious: "are you crazy? If you don't close the city gate and wait for the officers and soldiers to kill us, we will surely die!"

Meng Bao tried his best to bully and seduce him. By using his majesty as a commander-in-chief, Meng Bao finally forced his cronies to rush forward, but slowly moved forward. After all, Guan Hai's prestige was not small.Guan Hai, on the other hand, remained motionless. He watched the Yellow turban thieves rush forward. Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck. A yellow scarf thief was slashed in two from his shoulder. He pulled his body and slashed it on the ground. The yellow scarf thieves around him suddenly stepped back.

"Kill, if anyone doesn't, I will be the first to cut off his head!"

Hearing Meng Bao's anger, the Yellow turban thief had to rush up. Seeing the bandit troops coming towards him, Guan Hai was excited.

"Come on, let's see who is my opponent."

Guan Hai roared, and the long sword in his hand was chopped out. He stood at the gate of the city. The Yellow turban thieves could only crowd in along the narrow passage. Guan Hai had to face only two or three enemies at a time. Therefore, he calmly displayed his martial arts and strictly guarded the door. From time to time, he wielded a knife and cut the Yellow turban thief to the ground.

Guan Hai showed great power, a long knife swept around. Although there were many yellow turban thieves, there was only one man in Guan Hai. Guan Hai cut down one, and another corpse was lying on the ground beside him. When he killed more than ten people, there were corpses all over the place. His clothes were soaked with fresh blood. Even the palm holding the handle and the gap between his fingers seeped with blood 。

However powerful Guan Hai was, his physical strength was limited. After killing 20 yellow turban thieves, he felt deep breathing. The sweat from his forehead flushed the bloodstain through several channels. He only felt that the knife in his hand was heavy.

When a fierce thief roared, he saw a knife. Guan Hai's eyebrows wrinkled and his shoulder was hit by a knife. The pain made him look ferocious. A knife stabbed the fierce thief to death, and his face shed a lot of sweat.