"Just miscellaneous soldiers!" Li Tiao said with a dark face. At this time, he had already seen many Huangjinqushuai who also did not want to be soldiers and went home to work in the fields.
"Everyone who has become a gangster by refining qi, follow me, and go to the city to protect Duke Xuande first!" After Li Tiao killed more than a dozen soldiers one after another, he found that he had many more acquaintances one after another, and immediately took out his commander-in-chief's weapon.
He roared angrily.
Following Li Tiao's call, more than a dozen people who had refined their qi into power soon followed Li Tiao towards the center of the city.
The people in Fenggao were basically either the Taishan Bandits who once had nothing or the Yellow Turbans who had nothing. Now these people who finally have clothes, shelter and food find that someone wants to make themselves nothing again.
All the men picked up their original weapons and walked out of their homes to fight with Yuan Shaojun and the private soldiers of the family.
I have to say that the Yellow Turbans are no less powerful than ordinary elites when fighting for their beliefs, not to mention that many of Feng Gao's Yellow Turbans are Yellow Turban Qushuai who are sick of war.
However, in order to regain his weapons for his hometown, he picked up the guy and started fighting. His fighting power was still very high, and it took almost no time to clear the entire street.
The people of Fenggao are generally obedient people, but if you look at their background, you will know that few of these people were good guys in the past few years. They either fought against the Taishan Bandits or the Yellow Turban Army.
In the past few years, they have cultivated their moral character and seemed to be docile citizens. But now they find out that someone wants to take back everything they have, and kill them with weapons. In this era where anything warm and nourished can be turned into a weapon, who doesn't have a family?
Hide some swords, guns, spears and the like.
The entire Fenggao City's 300,000 people directly turned out to be more than 100,000 capable soldiers. In an instant, Fenggao, which had always been famous for its prosperity, turned into a huge military camp, which completely made people understand the concept of tough folk customs.
From then on, the private soldiers of the noble families led by Han Xun and the large army grouped together by Yuan Shaojun instantly became a joke. Compared with the high-end, they could not compare with the city management troops, and their numbers could not compare with the vast ocean composed of the common people.
What's even worse is that even though the generals are not as good as the common people in Mount Tai, the Yellow Turban Qus are seventy or eighty handsome, and each of them can refine their Qi into a gang. When they were first integrated, one-third of them didn't want to be soldiers and went home instead.
Chen Xi must manage these highly dangerous people who are engaged in farming.
Nowadays, all those guys who go home to farm are just like ordinary people in Taishan, just like Li Damu who has no idea that Li Tiao refined his Qi to become a gang.
"Brother Li, I saw someone commanding these rebels." A man with a yellow scarf on his head was looking around and accidentally caught a glimpse of Han Xun. Compared with when he commanded the yellow scarf before, he knew what the other party was doing.
"Commander?" Li Tiao grinned, "Where? Brothers, copy the guy and kill him, regardless of whether it's true or not."
"Hoola!" A group of yellow turban canal commanders all picked up their weapons, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes and sledgehammers. Among them were bricks, sap sacks, forks and sickles, hoes, nails and rakes...
More than a dozen Huangjin Qushuai, who had refined their Qi into strength, all jumped onto the roof, hiding in the shadows and cautiously approaching. The moment they approached Han Xun's head, more than a dozen of them jumped down directly, carrying bricks and sacks.
Sap and various weapons went down directly.
Poor Han Xun, whose martial arts skills may not be inferior to ordinary Qi refining into a gang, ended up being attacked by a dozen shameless people of the same level. He was put into a sack and raped without even asking who the opponent was.
Knocked out.
As for the dozens of personal guards guarding Han Xun nearby, they didn't react at all when the attack suddenly came, and they were all hacked to death by this group of ruthless men.
"You can't be wrong, it's a big fish, and all the guys next to it are wearing underwear." Li Tiao said with a grin, and then stretched out his hand to peel off the underwear from the group of Yuan Shaojun. His habit of more than ten years was at this moment
The performance is vivid and vivid.
"The wind is tight, pull!" After taking off a few inner armors, Yuan Shaojun, who had his general killed, finally reacted and immediately rushed towards the dozen assassins.
After a period of fighting, a dozen yellow turban Qushuai fought their way out of the siege with some minor injuries and carrying sacks. The army without anyone to command was a chaotic battle, and the suppression of Yun Qi was obviously much weaker.
"Stop whoever comes!" A group of more than a dozen people shouted, grabbing weapons and killing Yuan Shaojun and private soldiers of the family who were not wearing yellow scarves. They rushed straight into the center of Fenggao City, and then bumped into the city management troops.
On the head.
"This seems to be the group of guys who patrol all day long." Xue Zhou grabbed two sickles and ran into the city management troops. After a collision, he turned over and backed away, staring at the infantry on the opposite side who were wearing silver armor and carrying heavy shields.
"It seems to be those guys." Chen Hong, who was holding the rake, also jumped back after a collision.
More than a dozen people all retreated, grabbing weapons and confronting the opponent.
"Who are you? I don't remember that there are such skilled soldiers among my soldiers, and your weapons." Qin Qi led a hundred city management troops and confronted the Yellow Turban Qushuai led by Li Tiao.
"This guy seems to be Qin Qi. I saw this guy two days ago when I was selling vegetables." Zhang Du looked at Qin Qi with his hoe and whispered to Li Tiao.
Compared with the clean appearance of the city management troops, Li Tiao's side was just messing around. Not to mention the various weapons, even rakes and sickles were agricultural tools. There was no way that when the Yellow Turbans rose up, these guys
They are all useful for whatever purpose. After using them for more than ten years, they are comparable to ordinary magic weapons and have never been replaced. However, these guys are all serious about refining Qi into Gang.
"The people leading these people are the common people in the city. The one carrying the hoe is the vegetable seller Zhang, the one holding the sickle is the boss Xue of the teahouse, and the one leading with the gun seems to be Brother Li who walks the streets and works on construction." The city management patrols all day long.
They all knew each other in the army, and they quickly identified that this group of people were all ordinary people in the city.
"Hey, Old Qin, I want to ask you something. Are you okay, Mr. Xuande?" Li Tiao also knew that being frozen at this time was not the same thing. After someone behind him confirmed that the other party was indeed the city management force, he asked.
"It's okay, we are suppressing the rebellion, what about you?" Qin Qi stared at Li Tiaoyan and said concisely.
"Everyone who dares to rebel against Xuande will be killed by us! Ni Ying, throw that guy in your sack over." Li Tiao said to the guy behind him who was carrying the sack and holding a sap.
"Gululu." Fan Zhe didn't hesitate much, and directly threw the big sack that he had warmed for many years.
"What is this?" Qin Qi asked.
"A command of the enemy army." Li Tiao said without changing his expression.
