The late Han Dynasty was a magical era.

On the one hand, the emperor was incompetent and the court was dark, and with various natural disasters and man-made disasters, the people were living in dire straits; on the other hand, heroes emerged, talents emerged in large numbers, and soldiers were majestic. It was you who finished singing and I went on stage, and what a hero was like in a chaotic world.

Therefore, there is a saying that the country always perishes because of its weakness, and only the Han Dynasty perishes because of its strongness.

This is not a nonsense. Even if you are slapping dogs in troubled times, such as Gongsun Zan and Ma Teng, you can still hold Qiang and Hu rivers on the ground and rub them repeatedly.

So in fact, the early stage of the Yellow Turban can sweep the world like a tide, but there are actually many luck elements.

The main combat power of the Han army was basically deployed in border towns, plus the five permanent troops of Beidaying, which can be called the elite of the Han army. In other places, due to the various official sales operations of Emperor Ling, the garrison forces have long been destroyed in name only.

Those places that were about to collapse were mostly territories of various royal family members. Many of these places did not even have regular garrisons [the central government did not want them to have them]. As a result, someone rebelled and was beaten to the point where they were unable to fight back.

For example, Liu Zhong and Liu Xu who became prisoners.

Since the Han army agreed to redeem the goods, the two were not abused. However, after all, they had a life of luxury and food. After becoming prisoners, the quality of life was naturally much lower than that. In addition, they were worried every day, and the two of them were reduced a lot in just a few days.

The place where the two were detained was a warehouse in the city. Since they were both iron waste with combat power below 0.5, the Yellow Turban Army did not restrict their freedom of movement.

Liu Zhong and Liu Xu felt so distressed. They were just two ordinary rich children. They usually just robbed the women and occasionally ate in the territory without paying money. Who would have thought that these mud legs who had been bullied for life would be reversed.

Liu Xu lay on his side under the skylight. In the warehouse, there was only an oil lamp flashing with a faint fire.

Thinking of his in such a situation, he couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and tears burst out from his eyes.

"In your hand~ holding the steamed bun~ there is no drop of oil in the dish~"

"Puji!"

Just as Liu Xu was singing a song and complaining, suddenly, a black shadow fell from the sky and was hitting Liu Xu. The huge impact force directly made the prince who was not touching the spring water in his ten fingers faint.

"But Gan Linliang... Bah, Liu Zhong, King Ganling and Liu Xu, King Anping?"

There is no Murphy's law. Those who participated in the mission this time were all real experts.

Although it was the first time to cooperate, no one made any mistakes.

Jang Geun-shuo and his party used a more adventurous method to solve the secret whistle, release the guards and all 110, and sneak into rescue from the roof.

But from the perspective of rescue, killing all of them is naturally the safest, but from the perspective of the entire infiltration mission, killing more people means more corpses that may be found. And even if all the corpses are disposed of, all the guards suddenly disappeared in a place where the guards were originally strictly guarded, which is also very suspicious.

Killing the ward requires quick, accurate and ruthlessness. Once these people hiding in dark corners are discovered, their first action is to warn.

But the crickets had seven or eight secret whistles, which was really not worth mentioning for a team of 20 elite assassination teams.

After confirming that there was no omission, three or two people greeted each secret whistle, covering their mouths and cutting their throats in one go, and then entering one after another through the roof of the skylight.

Everyone knows what happened next. As the saying goes, the hostages sacrifice the sky is boundless, and the place where everyone broke into the warehouse happened to be directly above the poor Liu Xu.

Everyone fell to the ground, and there was only one fat man who was kneeling on the ground and was so scared that he was urinating and another fat man who fainted with footprints all over his body.

This body shape and corrupt belly should be the main owner.

Jang Geunshuo stepped forward and looked at the fat man's breath that fainted. Fortunately, he was still angry.

"But Gan Linliang... Bah, King Ganling Liu Zhong and King Anping Liu Xu? We are..."

Before several people could finish their words, the awake fat man moved like a mad dog, hugging the thighs of one of the rescue team like lightning, and wiped the thighs with tears and snots: "Yeah, don't kill me! I don't want to die!"

The sound was as loud as thunder, which scared everyone to cover the fat man's mouth and nose.

"Cry, cry! I will castrate you again!"

Fortunately, the guards outside the door had already gotten used to the two brothers inside who suddenly burst into tears, shouted and disappeared.

"Your Majesty, listen to me first, we are here..."

The guy who was hugged his thigh was also helpless. He was about to explain, but was interrupted by Jang Geun-suk on the spot.

"Yes, we are here to kill you. Do you don't want to die when you look like you? You nodded if you don't want to die."

I saw the fat man pounding his head like pounding garlic.

"Don't call, do you understand? I'll give you a chance now. If you don't want to die, give me a reason to let you go?"

Zhang Genshuo's expression was gloomy. He bent down and approached his fat face. He gently patted his face with his hands. Under the dim light, he looked like a mafia boss.

"I have money, I have a lot of money. As long as you can let me go and take me out of the city, I can give you a lot of money."

Of course, Jang Geun-soo is scaring people.

For a pampered iron waste like Liu Zhong, intimidation is more effective than comfort. For the rice insect prince of this Han Empire, nothing is more precious than his own life. On the contrary, if they knew that the men in black in front of them were saving themselves, they would have to show some official power, which would bring negative effects to the rescue.

This set of rhetoric convinced teammates, and the next thing was simple.

"Be honest and don't move around. If you implicate me, you will be discovered by the Yellow Turban Thief. Don't blame the knife on our hands for not having eyes!" A man in black was intimidating, and stabbed the fat man, Liu Xu, in the thigh.

Liu Zhong was trembling, but he didn't dare to move. He honestly allowed everyone to tie him into tortoise shells, and a smelly sock was blocked in his mouth. Four people carried him away like a New Year pig.

Well, it's very similar in all senses, whether it's the way of carrying it or the size of the goods.

The whole process was unusually smooth. As the patrolmen and guards were alive, no one even found that the two important hostages were carried away like pigs.

On the way here, a few people cleared a route to the city wall in advance. Although they were carrying heavy objects, the game was all masters who had practiced. They were also steadily walking through the team public channel.

During this period, the poor Liu Xu woke up. Seeing that he was tied into a big rice dumpling, he was about to struggle, but he was knocked out again by Zhang Genshuo's hand knife.

Strictly speaking, the difficulty of this infiltration mission is not too high. After all, even if Zhang Geun-shuo and others do not come to rescue, the negotiations between Lu Zhi and Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang are coming to an end. Even if the rescue is not successful, these two fat princes will be directly paid for the redemption period soon, which will not have much impact on the entire plot.

In addition, the players on the Yellow Turban camp did not intend to stop them. They encountered several Yellow Turban players on the way to escape, and they all took them away as if nothing had happened.

What to stop? Everyone is stuck in the plot and can’t fight at all. Still stopping? Can’t the plot pass?

Without any danger, everyone came to the city wall, pulled a rope and carefully put the two hostages down.

Just then, I heard a loud shout.

"What are you doing?!"
Chapter completed!