Chapter 16 Fighting for Power and Profit

"Those who follow the thief will end up like this."

Liu Ye paused every word, and the sound shook the lights in the hall to flicker slightly. He raised his leg and kicked Wei Zheng's chest. He pulled out the long spear, and a stream of blood splashed on the ground, which was shocking.

"Kill the thief!"

Encouraged by Liu Ye's spirit of killing thieves, a group of rangers behind him rushed forward with swords in hand, while Wei Zheng's bandits were weakened, and the rangers immediately gained the upper hand. The thieves were either killed or injured, while You Xia'er was only slightly injured by two people, who were slashed by the thieves.

In the formerly spacious hall of the county government, corpses were strewn all over the place. In addition to Song, Sun Chang and other Licheng officials, there were also a group of thieves under Wei Zheng's command. Liu Ye bent down, wiped his blood-soaked hands with Wei Zheng's clothes, and The lance was also wiped.

"Cut off the heads of these thieves, and take them to the surrounding walls in batches, light the torches and tell the yellow turbans that the thieves have been killed and retreated. Presumably the yellow turbans have been unable to attack for a long time, but they are just waiting for chaos in the city. See When they reach the first level, they will give up and retreat." Liu Ye ordered, and a group of rangers cut off the heads of Wei Zheng and other thieves with ring-shou knives, and then left in all directions.

Fighting is still going on in the East City. Wu De doesn't know what happened to the Yellow Turban Bandits. They attacked the city like crazy at night, and they are all brave and fearless. Besides, Brother Liu is not there, so it is quite difficult to defend the city, but thanks to the In the night battle, the defenders could barely support it, but some people kept looking back at the fire in the city, feeling sad in their hearts.

"The flames in the city seem to be getting smaller?"

Someone muttered softly, and at this moment footsteps were heard on the stairs at the top of the city, and two rangers rushed up, one with a torch in his hand, and the other with seven or eight dead heads.

"Yellow Turban Thief, Brother Liu has planned a strategy, and all of you should have been killed."

A shout came from far away from the top of the city, Zhou Jun frowned, looked over from a distance, and was stunned.

The good news of killing Song He, the county magistrate, and Sun Chang, the county lieutenant, had been reported in Neiying before. Zhou Jun was already confident in his plans, but now he suddenly saw a few heads, and suddenly wavered.

"Shuai Zhou! That head really seems to be Wei Zheng's head, and there is a scar on his nose." A young handsome man who is good at archery and has good eyesight exclaimed.

Zhou Jun's face suddenly darkened, but fortunately he was not obvious at night, so he had to order Ming Jin to withdraw. As the Yellow Turban Army slowly retreated, most of the officers defending the city breathed a sigh of relief, while the rangers sent by Liu Ye informed them to go to the county government office, and the "county lord" invited them.

In the county office, the lights were brightly lit, and a pile of headless corpses were thrown outside, while Liu Ye was standing in the lobby, with his hands behind his back and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Outside the county government office, there were conversations and relaxed footsteps.

"Haha, these yellow scarf thieves still said that they killed Mr. Song, didn't the county lord come to us now?"

"That's right, the thieves only know how to make a fuss, isn't the county lord doing well, huh?"

The voice stopped abruptly, because the people who came in had already seen the county magistrate Song He whose body had been separated.

"Xianzun! Here, what's going on?"

"Liu Ye, you have to wait for an explanation for why the county lord's body was separated!"

A group of people suddenly shouted, especially when they saw Liu Ye who was standing with his hands behind his back, saliva spewed out immediately.

Liu Ye turned around slowly, there were more than ten people who entered the county government office, three of them were vaguely headed, and most of the rest were surrounded by subordinate guards, who were the leaders of the defenders on the other three sides of the city.

"As you can see, the thieves should rise up and take advantage of the emptiness in the city to kill the county lord and the county lieutenant. Fortunately, the thieves have already retreated." Liu Ye is different from those three people. Although there is no one around him, he is dressed Leather armor, with a knife on his waist, he has an aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

A person on the left side of the hall sighed, and said in a mournful voice, "It is the county lord and the county lieutenant who died today. How can we know if it will be my turn tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" With a pessimistic look, he was a village chief named Tan Xing and named Jingyue.

The man standing opposite to Tan Xing snorted with a vicious expression, and glanced at Liu Ye indistinctly.

"Hmph, it's not my life that the thieves want to attack the city, they just want to make money. Now that the world is in chaos, the imperial court has long ignored us. As long as they can survive, what about surrendering the thieves? It's a pity that some people kill too many thieves and disturb the internal response. There is no way out." The person who spoke was Wang Zhen, but he was a leader of the Han army, and he was of the same rank as Liu Ye.

As soon as this person spoke, a group of people behind him nodded, and they agreed quite a bit. It seems that there are quite a few people who want to vote for a thief.

Liu Ye was slightly angry. This person insinuated that he had messed up Zhou Jun's plan. What was even more hateful was that he wanted to turn to the Yellow Turban Bandit. His eyes immediately showed a fierce look. If this person was alive, he would become the second Wei Zheng sooner or later. Can't keep him.

Although Liu Ye in his previous life studied boxing and spear skills, after all, the laws in the civilized era were strict, so at most he missed and killed a few people during the martial arts competition, but now he faced the predicament of being besieged by yellow scarves as soon as he crossed the border. With hundreds of lives in his hands, a murderous aura is almost about to be released at a glance.

"Hmph! After the Yellow Turban Bandits broke through the city, they killed people and set fire to them. We are all good family members. Could it be that we wandered around with the Yellow Turban Bandits?" Liu Ye yelled sharply. Wang Zhen, who was oppressed by sharp eyes, didn't dare to speak, but his eyes flickered.

"Ahem, what Liu Yuqing said makes sense. We definitely can't follow the thieves. Otherwise, if we tarnish our innocent family background, wouldn't it be an insult to our ancestors?" And the last of the three was to support Liu Ye. He was called Li Da, with a smile on his face, as if humans and animals were harmless.

Liu Ye frowned slightly: "I don't know what Li Junhou's opinion is?"

Li Da twirled the mustache on his lips with his fingers: "Now the county magistrate Song and the county captain Sun died for the country, but the yellow scarf bandits have been attacking for a long time. If we don't elect a leader, how can we protect the elders in Licheng?" Woolen cloth?"

Liu Ye nodded, his expression unchanged: "That's exactly what it should be. Is there any good candidate for Brother Li?"

Li Da opened his shoulders, and smiled delicately: "Fang Junhou (the one who died during the Yellow Turban siege) has passed away, and now Li City has the highest military position in Licheng. Although Li is not greedy for power, but right now In times of crisis, I therefore recommend myself, I don't know what you think?"

Tan Xing frowned, but Wang Zhen was the first to jump out: "Li Junhou is mature and prudent. He has served as a military marquis for many years, and he is enough to take on the important task of defense."

Li Da smiled and nodded, looking at Liu Ye.

"Hehe, I'm afraid Li Junhou forgot to ask someone." Liu Ye smiled strangely, and touched the handle of the knife with his palm.