Chapter 23

The Xuzhou soldiers were four times the strength of Wujiabao. In addition, they had to monitor the bandits in Wujiabao to prevent them from ruining the people everywhere, so the Xuzhou soldiers almost surrounded the Wujiabao troops in the middle.

Wu Na carried a soft golden spear and walked through the layers of Xuzhou soldiers under the guidance of her brothers, and then came to her own camp in the center.

Before entering the camp, I saw Xuzhou soldiers watching the fun outside, and there were earth-shaking noises, beatings and scoldings inside from time to time, and the sound of "ding Ding Dangdang" weapons fighting each other. Coupled with the onlookers' comments, the scene was even more chaotic than the vegetable market.

Wu Na walked in front with a cold face and a gun. Zhang Yang followed behind not far or near. When he saw Wu Na Zhang Yang coming, Xuzhou soldiers who blocked the entrance to the camp gave way. Some of them were brave, all of them came forward with admiration and excitement and greeted Wu Na.

Wu Na had just lost her first kiss, and before the tears were dry, there was an internal strife at her own camp. How could she laugh? She responded perfunctorily to the Xuzhou soldiers who were greeting each other without stopping for a moment, and rushed into the way that the Xuzhou soldiers gave up.

"Oh, have you seen it? The thunder fire seems to have cried, and the tears have not dried yet. Such a strong person will cry?" A Xuzhou soldier touched the brother beside him and pointed at Wu Na who was passing by.

"You don't understand this. Today, my brothers turned against each other on the battlefield of Wujiabao and almost ruined Wujiabao. Before I could take a breath, my brothers had an internal conflict. Who is not sad? No matter how she can fight, she is still a woman, not a heartless man like a beam of house." The Xuzhou soldier looked at his partner contemptuously and sighed.

"As soon as I came back from my life, I met my brother drawing his sword at me. Such a burden was pressed on her newly grown girl's house, which was also very pitiful." The Xuzhou soldier grinned sympathetically and shook his head.

Wu Na took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, then she stepped into her own camp where she was fighting and scolding and messing around.

"Stop!" Wu Nali shouted, everyone was stunned, and the scene suddenly calmed down.

When everyone turned their heads and looked at Wu Na, whose eyes were cold and whose eyes were slightly red, seemed to have cried, somehow everyone felt ashamed in their hearts.

My lady rushed to the forefront in every battle. In order to reduce casualties from her brothers, she always went to the mountains of swords and went to the sea of ​​fire to solve the most difficult and stubborn enemies, leaving her brothers with easy persimmons.

The lady is considerate and caring for her brothers, but she is never merciful to the enemy.

She fought for everyone, but they made her worry and sad. People's hearts are full of flesh. Looking at Wu Na's tired body, everyone couldn't help but lower their heads and dared not look at her. When she walked by, she called out dumbly: "Miss..."

Wu Na's sharp eyes swept across everyone's faces, and everyone felt their faces were burning. They were all focused and did not dare to vent their breath.

Wherever Wu Na went, everyone retreated to both sides. Wu Na walked over and saw the prisoners who were still wearing the messy and worn clothes when they were yellow turbans because they were stingy in Xuzhou and were still wearing colors, and they looked very angry.

Wu Na walked to a Wujiabao man, looked at him and asked in a deep voice: "Zhao Wu, what's going on at this time? Tell me honestly."

When Zhao Wu saw the lady who had always been like a god talking to him, he was nervous and trembling all over. He stuttered for a long time before he explained the whole story clearly.

It turned out that when Guan Hai was ambushed today, when his own troops were in chaos, the five thousand Yellow Turban Army captured by Wujiabao turned against each other under the inspiration of the former small leader Bo Xiu, and poured a basin of cold water on the situation that had just improved. If it weren't for Wu Na, Long Yang and others who were desperate, broke through the walls of people, broke through thousands of troops, and rushed straight into the central army to recover the crisis, it would be possible that the entire army would be wiped out.

However, Guan Hai had no intention of solving all the problems in one battle, and later recruited Wu Na to be used for it, so he refused to continue to fight to the death when the battle was in a state of anxiety, and the retreat was faster.

However, Guan Hai withdrew, and the Xuzhou soldiers who had stabilized their positions quickly controlled the situation. These Yellow Turbans, which were already mixed with the troops of Wujiabao headquarters and the Xuzhou soldiers, were suddenly deflated. Faced with the siege from all sides, they no longer refused to obey Bo Xiu's encouragement, but chose to surrender and save their lives.

The main task at that time was to gather the defeated troops and salvage the fallen people and supplies, so they didn't bother with dealing with these Yellow Turban Army that surrendered and rebelled again. Instead, they were confiscated and entered the camp together under the pressure of swords and guns.

After they settled down, the people from Wujiabao began to settle with these traitors. Since they had not received Wu Na's execution order, they did not dare to kill them, but they could still exert a few punches and kicks, and they would still be resentful in their hearts.

Especially the most active Bosho, who was not killed, he was tied up completely and threw it on the ground, receiving fists, feet, and scolding from all directions.

Although the prisoners were a little short of breath when facing the angry Wujiabao people, they would not let them bully them. They were so cruel that they swung their sleeves and went up to tangle with the people in Wujiabao.

After hearing the situation, Wu Na looked at the face with a slump in her face. The Yellow Turban Army, whose clothes were worn and worn, looked at her brothers who were mostly wounded. When she saw Bo Xiu lying on the ground tied up, she slowly walked over and said in a deep voice: "Help him get up!"

The two soldiers of Wujia Fort praised him and lifted Bo Xiu up. Bo Xiu broke away from their hands, raised his head and looked at Wu Na with a proud and cold look, and said rebelliously: "If you want to kill, you must scrape the Tingzun. If Bo Xiu frowned, he would not have raised his father and mother!"

Wu Na ignored his yelling and cursed, just stared at him and asked, "Why do you want to betray me?"

Bo Xiu looked only twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was not tall or very strong, but was a little pretty like a woman. At this moment, his clothes were torn to pieces, his face, arms, neck and chest were injured, but he didn't say a word, stubbornly like a stone.

"Why?! Haha, this is a good question. We five or six thousand brothers were captured by you by dirty means, so that's all. But we are all dignified men, but we have to rely on a woman's breath. Life and death are in the hands of a woman. A man would rather die than tolerate it!" Bo Xiu said with a sneer.

"Just because I am a woman, you want to rebel? Nothing else?" Wu Na looked at Bo Xiu with a smile.

Bo Xiu was stared at her extremely murderous eyes. Although Bo Xiu, who had long been indifferent to life and death, could not help but shuddered in her heart. He suppressed the trembling in his heart and said with a hard neck: "Of course it's more than these--"

"Tell me?" Wu Na smiled.

"Because - the people in Wujiabao bully others with their power and do not regard us prisoners as humans!" Bo Xiu thought for a while and shouted.

"Oh? Give an example?" Wu Na smiled at him as if she seemed calm.

"I heard - I heard that every year you were captured in Wujia Fort, people who died of exhaustion from building the city were piled up into mountains, and they never left any living place in every battle except the prisoners. The murders you committed were higher than the sky and deeper than the sea! Instead of being tortured to death by you in the future, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity to fight back and completely break free from your claws!" Bo Xiu shouted toughly.

Wu Na nodded with a smile and said, "You are right, Wujiabao does this."

"Just admit it-" Bo Xiu snorted coldly.

Wu Na turned around disbelief, spread her arms and led Bo Xiu to point at the men of Wujiabao, and said loudly: "Ask these brothers, which one of them was not a prisoner of my Wujiabao?"

"My name is Liu Long. I was originally a bandit from Jiulishan. I was defeated and captured by the Lord of Wubao four years ago. Now we are all brothers from the Lord of Wujiabao. Although the eldest lady, the Lord of Wubao is fierce to the enemy, he is not good to his brothers!" A man of thirty-five or six years old stood up and said.

"My name is Tang Liuzi. I was like you. I was from Han Zhong in Nanyang. Later, General Han Zhong died in battle. We fled to Xuzhou and were defeated by the eldest lady. At the beginning, we were very scared, afraid that if they were accidentally angered, they would be killed. But then I joined the group and made contributions on the battlefield. They treated me as my brother. The food and clothing cost are not bad, and the lady is also kind and righteous. In the past two years, when he was a Yellow Turban, we not only had to endure hunger and live in a fixed place, but there were always official troops chasing and surrounding them. After tonight, I don't know if I can live until tomorrow morning, and I don't know how many times it will be stronger." A honest man stood up and said sighingly.

"My name is..."

"I am……"

One by one, the men from Wujiabao stood up and said that they had a happy life after becoming prisoners of Wujiabao. The Yellow Turban prisoners suddenly became in chaos and whispered and discussed one by one, obviously they were quite moved.

In the chaotic times, what a commoner pursues is to have a place to eat, eat, wear warm clothes, and have a place to live without having to wander around and be worried every day.

At first, they saw Bo Xiu's words and regarded Wujiabao as a demon cave that eats people and does not spit bones. Now, these Wujiabao men have transformed into a transformation, but most of them were once prisoners of Wujiabao.

Listening to their sincere and heartfelt sighs and looking at their sighs of bitterness and sweetness, the Yellow Turbans, who had been in the Han Dynasty and many counties and leaders, were all alive. Since these men who were loyal to Wujiabao were all made from prisoners, how could they not?

Although I heard that Wujiabao is fierce to outsiders, once he becomes their own brother, won’t everything be fine?

"Don't worry, everyone is really short of people nowadays. As long as everyone sincerely surrenders to Wujiabao, Wujiabao will treat you equally and treat you as your own brothers! I, Wu Na, swears to the sky, if Wujiabao cannot fulfill his promise to you, I, Wu Na, will be thunder-striking and will die! Brothers, choose whether to leave or stay!" Wu Na swears heroically across the face, then waves her gun and shouts.

The Yellow Turban Army was silent for a moment, and then a man stood up and pulled the Yellow Turban off his head, threw it hard to the ground, and shouted resolutely: "I am willing to die for Wujiabao!"

"I do, too!"

"I'd like to-"

...

Suddenly, he raised his hands enthusiastically and echoed in a crowd of voices.

"How? Now it's your turn?" Wu Na pointed a gun at Bo Xiu and smiled.

Bo Xiu's lips twitched, but he still refused to bow his head. He raised his head high and stared at Wu Na with a choked throat and said, "I heard that you Wujiabao should not be seriously injured. Now my arm has been broken by your people. I am afraid that if you take it over, you will be disabled. Even if I want to surrender to you, will you leave me as a waste who can only eat but not work?"

After hearing Bo Xiu's words, Wu Na slowly narrowed her eyes, looked at Bo Xiu's blood-stained arms, which were obviously disconnected and dislocated, and couldn't help but nod.

She smiled charmingly, slowly raised the golden silk spear, and pointed the spear head at the tightly tied Bo Xiu.

"Haha, I'm saying it's right. Only if you are useful, you Wujiabao will take it in. You will treat it as brothers. Once it's useless to you, you will immediately turn your back. I have also seen through it. I have wandered for so many years and don't want to move forward anymore. Staying in this place with green mountains and green waters in the Sishui River in Xuzhou is also my blessing. My road is over... Let's take action and give me a happy feeling!" Bo Xiu's eyes gradually became foggy when he thought of the sadness he had been in for so many years. Finally, he closed his eyes and exposed his throat completely, and said resolutely.

"Miss, save his life. Commander Bo is a good person. You can't kill him--" At this time, someone from the Yellow Turban Army came forward and begged.

"Yes, Bo Xiu is very capable, and his brain is very useful. Even if his arms are disabled, he will not be able to eat nothing - please, Miss-"

The pleading for Bo Xiu immediately became a sound.

Wu Na seemed to ignore it, her bright eyes suddenly shrank, and the spear in her hand pierced out like lightning. Amidst a scream, she found that there was no scene of blood splattering on the spot. Instead, Wu Na pierced five or six guns in one breath, and the gun hit, breaking the ropes that were firmly bound by Bo Xiu from five or six places. Without Bo Xiu breaking free, the broken rope automatically slipped down, but it did not hurt Bo Xiu in the slightest!

Suddenly, the crowd took a breath. What precise eyesight and how sharp and agile skills needed to do it.

Wujiabao looked at the Yellow Turban men stunned, and each of them straightened their chests, not to mention how proud they were. Their own mistresses were so good that they were all enemies in the world. They were also a member of Wujiabao, and their mistresses showed their faces. They also felt that they were particularly angry!

After praising Wu Na's magical shooting skills, a tsunami-like cheer suddenly erupted from the Yellow Turban Army.

"Thank you for your kindness for mercy. We swear to the heaven that if we betray the lady in the future, we will be angry with each other and we will never be able to live!" The men of the Yellow Turban Army knelt at Wu Na's feet and sweared to the heaven devoutly.

Bo Xiu opened his eyes in surprise, looked at his brother who was begging for him, and then looked at Wu Na who was smiling and looking at him in confusion: "Do you want to break the rules you set yourself?"

Wu Na walked over with a smile, winked, and someone immediately brought a few wooden stools. She sat down by herself and signaled Bo Xiu to sit down.

Without waiting for Bo Xiu to ask questions, she glanced at Bo Xiu's drooping arms and said, "Let me see."

Bo Xiu refused and stubbornly dodged, saying, "I know my own arm. If I say I can't save it, it's no more. Look at what Ji is doing!"

"Don't be tempted! You don't even ask. My eldest lady is not only good at shooting skills, but also has the ability to hold bones in Xuzhou. There are not many people who can trouble our young lady to hold bones in his own hands. You are ungrateful!" Lao Hei stood aside and pointed at Bo Xiu and shouted.

"Brother, let her see, although she has a weird temper, she is still a little capable. Seeing that, my head hit the wall and cracked into eight petals. She picked it up, hey, okay! Let's take a look!" I don't know when Zhang Yang came, but he stretched out his scarred head for people to see as he said.

"It's true! Bo Xiu, this brother didn't say fake, don't be stubborn, let the lady see!" Someone looked at Zhang Yang's head and said to Bo Xiu.

"Treat death!" Looking at Zhang Yang stretched his head, letting this person touch, and that person looked, I felt a little angry. Can't I survive if you are not angry? The scar on your head was left by me. Do you have to let everyone know before you are happy?!

Wu Na took a deep breath and calmed the anger in her heart. Then she grabbed Bo Xiu's arm. Before he could react, she saw her hand flashing and heard two "crack" and "crack" sounds of bone dislocation. Bo Xiu screamed, and then saw Wu Na standing up with a smile and laughing: "Now, move around and see how?"

Bo Xiu looked at Wu Na with suspicion, and then slowly stood up under the expectation of the crowd, twisted and waved his arm. Without waiting for him to speak, a happy smile showed it all.

Suddenly, the crowd cheered, as if their own arms, which were originally going to be disabled, had been cured.

"Bian Que is reborn, and his wonderful hand is back to life! Ao! " Zhang Yang looked at Wu Na who breathed a deep breath, leaned over and smiled and stretched out his thumb to praise.

Wu Na gave him annoyed look and said hatefully: "We will settle the score with you when we go back!"

"Oh? What's going on with us?" Zhang Yang smiled with a salivating face.

Wu Na suddenly blushed, spitted lightly, turned her face and ignored him.

Just then, a timid voice came from the cheering crowd: "Can you help me heal my legs?"

Everyone was stunned. Looking around, they saw a boy wearing yellow turbans and looking very thin at thirteen or fourteen years old. His eyes, which were very big due to hunger, looked at Wu Na longingly without blinking.

"Good man will do it to the end, send the Buddha to the West and save him." Zhang Yang looked at the boy with a thin body, big head, and like a carrot head, and felt a little sour in his heart.

"No need to say it, I will naturally not stand by and watch. Don't think that only you have sympathy, and others seem to be heartbroken!" Wu Na snorted coldly, then walked towards the boy without looking back.

"I-I didn't say anything." Zhang Yang pointed to his nose aggrievedly and said to himself.

"Don't be afraid, my sister will be very careful and it won't hurt at all. Oh, so behave!" Wu Na squatted on the ground, gentle like a kindergarten elder sister, while guiding her while using her slender hands to move the boy's disabled left leg. There is no silly and ruthlessness on the battlefield, and there is no savageness and ability.

After Wu Na made the preliminary preparations, she looked up and found that the boy was as red as fire from his face to his neck. She touched his head with a funny look and said, "How old is, I know I'm shy."

The boy became even more shy, and he said silly: "Sister-You are so beautiful!"

Suddenly, the scene that was still tense just now seemed warm and harmonious.

"Everyone, everyone, please pay attention. After dinner, let's listen to Mr. Liu's storytelling! Everyone said, okay!" Someone in Wujiabao started to cheer.

"Okay, OK!" As soon as this said, it immediately responded.

"I want to listen to "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Hero Qiao Feng is my favorite character, and his Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!" someone shouted.

"It's still "The Deer and the Cauldron". I don't know if Wei Xiaobao saw the fake queen mother taking a bath!" Xuzhou soldiers watching also shouted.

Wu Na looked at Zhang Yang, touched her head, and said with a wry smile: "It's hard to talk about everyone, but I'll talk about "Jin Ping Mei", which is something that a man loves to listen to."

At this moment, Zang Lin led the senior officials of Xuzhou to discuss countermeasures and come to solve the problem of Yellow Turban prisoners in Wujiabao. Before he could reach the gate of Wujiabao camp, he heard the cheers inside rising.

Zang Lin patted a Xuzhou soldier on the shoulder and said strangely: "Are you killing the Yellow Turban prisoners inside?"

The Xuzhou soldiers didn't smile and said, "What prisoners have been killed? They were like enemies just now, but now they have already gotten along with the family! This Thunder Fire is really capable!"

Listening to the soldier's sigh, Zang Lin and the senior executives of Xuzhou were stunned. They discussed for a long time before they figured out how to hide the truth and eliminate these remnants of the Yellow Turbans in batches without knowing each other, and eliminate future troubles forever. However, when they came with the solution, the problem would have been solved long ago.
Chapter completed!