Whoosh"

A short spear was thrown from behind He Yi and directly pierced the corner of his clothes on the bullock cart.

He Yi was so excited that he didn't care to look back. He gritted his teeth and pushed all the gold boxes beside him out of the car. Sure enough, he threw the gold box away, and the sound of horse hooves behind him stopped.

He Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Although he felt distressed, it was good to be able to save his life.

But suddenly a heartbreaking pain suddenly came from his back, and then all the strength in his body seemed to be drained. He Yi couldn't help but look down and saw a thick iron cluster head penetrating from the back to the front.

He Yi gave a wry smile, glanced at the sky in the distance, and fell to the ground.

In a blur of consciousness, He Yi saw two cavalry chasing after them, one white, one black, one long and one thick, and then she vaguely heard the two chatting:

"My dear brother, your arrow is indeed powerful enough to penetrate the rainbow. It is much more effective than my carelessly thrown spear."

"Brother, what you said is very serious. Without brother's spear to capture this thief's thoughts, there would be no arrow."

Then there were two hearty laughs.

He Yi shook her teeth, struggled and said to the two of them:

"General, don't kill me. I am willing to surrender. I am willing to recruit the remaining troops to surrender for you."

The white man shook his head:

"I wanted to capture you alive, but in the end I still felt it was inappropriate. Not to mention that you are now seriously injured and difficult to treat. It is difficult to capture you because the Han and the traitors are not at odds with each other. Besides, how can I, Liu Bei, an unknown person, capture you?

You thief. Just close your eyes, my brother is rude, let me get this knife for you."

He Yi wanted to say something else, but then a white shot flashed by and then turned black.

On Liu Bei's side, Zhang Fei wrapped He Yi's head with a piece of cloth and placed it next to Liu Bei's horse.

After Zhang Fei finished doing this, he sighed and said:

"Brother, we have been harmed by your senior brother this time. The former commander-in-chief clearly wanted to give credit to your senior brother, but your senior brother gave the credit to his brother. Now we have offended the deputy commander-in-chief.

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Although Zhang Fei said this, his expression was completely indifferent, as if offending someone who decided their fate was as easy as quarreling with a neighbor.

What a good spirit.

When Zhang Fei said this, Liu Bei was carefully wiping the blood on the Huanshou sword with a cloth. The blood should not be left on the sword, otherwise the sword would become damaged in the long run.

As a frontier warrior, taking good care of your sword is as important as protecting your own life.

After listening to what Zhang Fei said, Liu Bei laughed:

"You are very attentive. Yes, we have indeed offended the Vice-Commander Zong this time, and I think the Vice-Commander is not a big-hearted person, so he may really have to work hard for our brothers in the future."

Zhang Fei shrugged, it didn't matter, he opened the food bag around the horse's neck, grabbed a handful of beans and fed it to the horse.

Liu Bei thought for a moment and still felt that he needed to say more:

"Actually, the reason why my senior brother does not receive this merit is that, apart from praising me, part of it is that he looks down on the sons of public ministers like the deputy commander of the clan. Even though my senior brother is also from a noble family in the North, in fact, he does not

He is not valued by the clan. His current status is all earned by him and his group of brothers."

"Xiandi, you know that Brother Gongsun and I both studied under Beizhong Langjiang. But what you don't know is that in the school, Brother Gongsun and I and other ordinary Han people were in a group with those rich people.

You can't deal with it. In our circle, there are children of wealthy businessmen and families of subordinate officials, but none of them are from wealthy families."

"I still remember what Brother Gongsun once said to me: No matter how well you treat the children of these wealthy families, you can't warm their hearts, because no matter how much you do, they will still think it's what you should do. That generation has grown up since they were young.

They have everything, and everything in the world should belong to them. But we are different. We have nothing. If we want to take it, we can only rely on the swords and guns in our hands."

Zhang Fei had been listening. When he heard what Liu Bei said about Gongsun Zan, he couldn't help but nod. Then he suddenly remembered something:

"Then how much does your senior brother want to praise us when he gives his gong to us?"

Liu Bei couldn't help laughing after hearing Zhang Fei's childish words:

"Is there any difference? Don't think too much, then we have to pick up the gold along the way again?"

Zhang Fei was stunned:

"Do we still want the gold? I thought..."

"What do you think? Before, we had to chase the enemy, so no matter how many things were on the ground, we couldn't take them. But now that the leader of the thieves has been crowned, then this gold is our capture. It is only natural to kill the enemy and capture it. Besides, we bring it with us

The rangers from the countryside went all the way south to defect to our division, but they don't have much loot so far. I just want to take this little gold back and give it to the brothers."

Zhang Fei laughed:

"Okay, let's go right away."

After a while, Liu Bei and Zhang Fei packed up and returned to camp with He Yi's head to report their merits.

The two of them pursued the enemy and achieved military exploits and captures. Although Liu Bei and Zhang Fei were more mature than their peers, they were still young people after all. One was twenty-two and the other was eighteen, so they were still young, so they couldn't help it.

Happy.

But as soon as they entered the camp, the smell of blood directly dissipated this joy. They saw that their colleagues were chopping the heads of the surrendered Yellow Turban thieves one by one. It was obvious that they were killing prisoners.

Liu Bei saw one of his companions vomiting there and hurriedly called over:

"Azhao, what's going on? Why did you suddenly kill the prisoners?"

This person named A Zhao is a junior in Liu Bei's hometown, named Qian Zhao. He has always admired Liu Bei's heroic life, wearing bright clothes, angry horses, and happy grudges. So he joined Liu Bei's light knight group very early.

.

Qianzhao watched Liu Bei and his two men returning to camp. He hurriedly stepped forward and cried:

"The deputy commander just ordered to kill all those yellow scarf thieves."

When Zhang Fei heard this, he was speechless:

"There are at least four to five thousand prisoners. Kill them all? This guy named Zong is a bit ruthless."

Liu Bei was worried that Zhang Fei would say something offending, so he interrupted and asked Qianzhao:

"Do you know why the prisoners were suddenly killed?"

Qianzhao was young, had a good relationship with the Youzhou Cavalry Army, and had always been relatively well-informed. When Liu Bei asked, he looked around, and then whispered to Liu Bei and Zhang Fei:

"He said he was going to avenge the deputy commander's clan members, so he killed them all."

Liu Bei was confused:

"Isn't it the Nanyang Yellow Turbans who killed the deputy commander's tribe? These people are the Nanyang Yellow Turbans?"

Qianzhao shook his head and said regretfully:

"Hey, these people are from Runan, but most of them are from Xingyang. They are poor people who can't live nearby."

Liu Bei was silent. Although he came from the Liu family in Zhuo County, and his father was also a county magistrate, but because he left long ago, his family actually lived in poverty. Therefore, he mostly dealt with low-level people like the Yellow Turban Moth Thieves.

He sympathized with these poor people, but he himself was a descendant of the Han clan. No matter how pitiful these poor people were, they would overthrow the Han clan.

So no matter how sympathetic he was, after learning that Master Lu was paying homage to General Bei Zhonglang, he still led his ranger group to defect south. However, Liu Bei still felt uncomfortable killing this member so cruelly.

He was wondering if it was because too many noble people were like clan members that so many thieves were swarming. But Liu Bei was also thinking that it was precisely these thieves who were swarming that the world was in chaos.

, so many innocent people died. Since these moth thieves can kill innocent people, it is the same reason for others to kill them.

Are they more just than our Han army?

After calming down, Liu Bei led Zhang Fei through the slaughterhouse and came to a tent. This was the shogunate of the deputy commander-in-chief. He did not enter Xingyang City with his sudden cavalry, but stayed outside the city.

After Liu Bei entered the account, the clan members were reading a military report. Liu Bei did not dare to disturb him, so he took the cloth bag containing He Yi's head from Zhang Fei's hand, and then kept bowing and waiting.

After a while, the clan members left Liu Bei and Zhang Fei hanging there, reading military reports one after another. Some of the military reports had a feather attached to them, signaling the feathers to fly.

Zhang Fei's heart was exploding wildly, but he knew he couldn't explode here, because this moment was related to his brother's future, but his eyes were already focused on the ground in front of him, trying to penetrate it.

After reading the last military report, the clan member raised his head and glanced at Liu Bei. Seeing that he entered the account respectfully and knew how to advance and retreat, he said:

"The one you have is the leader of thieves?"

Liu Bei, who had been standing like a clay sculpture, immediately stepped forward after hearing these words, knelt on the ground, and held He Yi's head high:

"Return to the deputy commander, he is the leader of thieves."

The guard at the side took the head, opened the cloth bag, and placed it on the clan member's desk. Blood dripped from the severed part of the head, staining it all over.

The clan member frowned and scolded:

"Be careful with your work, and use the box to multiply after this level. You also met me. If it were someone else, this is the point. Your level of skill will be in vain. You must remember that this is doing things, not saying

Just finish it. If the person who gave the order is not satisfied, it will be in vain."

Liu Bei heard the words and kowtowed:

"I understand the humble position."

"Do you really understand?"

"clear."

The clan members don’t care whether this man really understands it or not. Anyway, he has already dealt with it, so let’s give Liu Bei a military assignment. Regardless of what you say about this man, it still depends on his actual situation.

So, the clan members took out one of the many military reports and threw it to Liu Bei.
To be continued...