Chapter 146 Setting up an Ambush on the Way

Although the 60,000 to 70,000 Yellow Turban bandits had chaotic command and outdated equipment, it was quite terrifying to fight trapped beasts. They gathered in the streets and alleys of the city to resist the attack of the officers and soldiers.

Huangfu Song didn't change his face, and ordered: "Set fire! Since the yellow scarf thieves don't come out, burn them to death!"

The residents of the city had long since fled. At this time, besides more than 60,000 Yellow Turban Bandits, there were hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Bandit family members left in the city. Naturally, it is impossible to show mercy.

The officers and soldiers did not hesitate to move out all the fodder from the yellow scarf thieves' food and grass in the city, piled it on the houses, and threw a torch on it, and several rows of houses were immediately ablaze. In the city of fire, the countless dancing flames no longer looked like dancing elves, but turned into a demon king with a bloody mouth, devouring countless lives.

The blazing flames were burning, and Huangfusong's complexion was flushed red, while the screams from the streets and alleys came one after another, without being aware of it.

"Ah! It's so hot, it's burning me to death."

"My mother, come out quickly."

"Run, leave me alone!"

Hundreds of thousands of fresh lives disappeared in front of him, even Liu Ye, a decisive fighter like Liu Ye, couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help turning his head away.

Once the generals are successful, the stepping stones under the feet of the famous generals should be the corpses of the defeated soldiers, not the unarmed old and weak women and children. If Bai Qi Changping killed not 400,000 Zhao troops in the first battle, but 400,000 Zhao people, Will he still be honored as the Four Great Generals of the Warring States Period?

And Huangfusong seemed to have noticed Liu Ye's strangeness, and patted Liu Ye's shoulder.

"Does Yuqing think Ben is too cruel?"

Liu Ye didn't nod, but said: "The yellow turban bandits are making trouble. If you kill them, you will be killed. These hundreds of thousands of old and weak women and children are unarmed. How can they attack a man seven feet tall?"

Huangfusong laughed, "Does Yuqing know about Wu Zixu's past?"

"Please ask General Lang to clarify."

Huangfusong stood beside Liu Ye: "King Chu Ping killed Prince Jian, Grand Tutor Wu She was also implicated, and his second son Wu Shang and Wu Zixu were both to be executed.

Both Wu She and Wu Shang's father and son were killed. King Chu Ping ordered Wu Zixu to be strictly investigated, but Wu Zixu fled to Wu State and was reused by Wu Wang Helu. .

At this time, King Ping of Chu was dead, and Wu Zixu dug the tomb of King Chu to avenge his revenge, and flogged three hundred corpses to avenge his father and brother. "

Huangfusong sighed, and pointed to the burning house: "Look, Yuqing, there are also tens of thousands of young children in the family of the Yellow Turban Bandits. If you don't kill them today, how can you know if there will be another Wu Zixu who will come to dig up the book in the future?" The tomb of the general, or even the mausoleum of the previous emperors of the Han Dynasty?"

"To cut grass, we must get rid of the roots!" Huangfusong patted Liu Ye on the shoulder and said earnestly.

Liu Ye let out a foul breath: "The general will be educated."

Huangfu Song smiled, turned around and looked at the burning house in the flames.

"Report!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a soldier came striding forward and knelt down on one knee: "Report to General Lang, thousands of yellow scarf thieves fled from the city gate and went north."

Huangfusong frowned, and just about to give an order, Liu Ye immediately asked for orders: "General Lang, the overall situation in Quyang City has been settled, how about some cavalry to pursue it?"

"Well, if you let the Yellow Scarf thief go, you will let the tiger go back to the mountain after all, so you can go."

A few miles to the north of Quyang City, more than 3,000 yellow scarf thieves headed north, looking back from time to time. The fire burning in Quyang City made the air temperature rise by several degrees, which seemed to be felt outside the city.

"Brother Zhou, where are we going to escape?"

"It's true, Hedong can do it. The Black Mountain Army Zhang Niujiao and the Hedong Baibo Army have tens of thousands of troops. At that time, we may not be able to make a comeback and avenge the general!"

The person who spoke was tall and burly, with a face like black charcoal just pulled out from the bottom of the pot, holding a long knife in his hand, although he didn't ride a horse, he ran vigorously.

"Then where are we going?"

Zhou Cang snorted: "Maybe the officers and soldiers will come to chase us, first run to the mountains to hide for a while, avoid the limelight, and then discuss whether to go to the Black Mountain Army or the Baibo Army."

Three thousand yellow turban thieves had always admired the bravery of this black-faced man, but now that General Di Gong was dead, he had no idea, so he left with him. More than 3,000 people headed north all the way, turning their heads from time to time to see if there were any pursuers.

Suddenly, beside the road ahead, a person suddenly jumped up and ran, Zhou Cang was taken aback, stretched out his hand and said, "Where are the bows and arrows?"

There was a rush of clusters next to it, and a pair of ox-horn bows was handed to Zhou Cang. He picked up the bow and set up an arrow, pulled the pair of ox-horn bows into a full moon shape, and shot the arrow out with a whoosh.

It's a pity that although Zhou Cang was powerful, he couldn't see clearly at night, so the arrow landed in the long grass, but the man escaped.

A group of yellow turban thieves around Zhou Cang suddenly became chaotic and shouted.

"Have we been discovered by the officers and soldiers?"

"It's over, it's over, this time I will definitely die."

"Brother Zhou, what should we do?"

Zhou Cang was disturbed by the quarrel, and immediately became furious: "Shut up and listen to me!"

"This fellow fled to the north and did not go to Quyang City. It seems that he is not an officer under Huangfu's command. Don't panic. I will make plans after fleeing into the mountains."

Everyone was convinced when they heard Zhou Cang's reasonable and well-founded explanation, so they continued to follow Zhou Cang all the way north.

The escaped man ran with all his strength until he reached between the two hills, panting heavily, stopped, bent down, pressed his hands on his knees, raised his head and shouted: "Brother, Brother Juanyi."

A head protruded from the hills, and he opened his mouth and said, "Zhou Cheng, what are you calling, come up and talk."

Zhou Cheng ran to the hills with both hands and feet, and there were more than a hundred people on the long grass in front of him, and the man who shouted just now showed his figure in the moonlight, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, regular facial features, broad shoulders and thick waist, he looked like a Yanzhao man spirit.

"Brother Juanyi, thousands of yellow scarf thieves escaped from Quyang City, and they are running towards us. There are a lot of people."

Hearing Zhou Cheng's words, more than a hundred people around talked a lot.

"Thousands of people, isn't that too much?"

"That is, if there are hundreds of people, it's okay to say, we will add up to three hundred people in total."

"Brother Junyi, why don't you just forget about it? You can't lose your life here even if you have made meritorious service?"

Hearing everyone's persuasion, "Brother Juanyi" snorted.

"Shut up! A real man was born in troubled times, he wants to make contributions, just listen to my arrangement."

Hearing what elder brother Juanyi said, the group of people immediately fell silent, but lowered their figures to hide their figures.