Three Kingdoms: The Great Butcher of Naruto

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"Report to the leader, the Hedong army has left the city." The spy rushed back and shouted before he had time to dismount.

Everyone's nerves immediately became tense.

Dong Lie jumped up and asked: "How many officers and soldiers are there, and what is the purpose of leaving the city?"

"The big leader, according to the little spy, it was Dong Huang who lied to the Wei family that the big leader had defected to the Yellow Turban Army and cooperated inside and outside to rob the Wei family's wedding team. Wei Ping believed the lie and used the Wei family in anger. With my family’s influence, I persuaded the Governor of Hedong to send two thousand county soldiers out of the city to encircle and suppress us.”

The crowd was in an uproar.

No one expected that Dong Huang would come and complain first, falsely accusing Dong Lie and others of being Yellow Turban bandits. Wei Ping actually believed it and sent so many officers and soldiers to hunt him down.

"Weiping is stupid," Fazheng cursed through gritted teeth.

"This must be a vicious plot by Meng Da's men. They were all masked at the time. Wei Ping didn't know that the person who stole his bride was Dong Huang, so he naturally believed it."

Dong Lie frowned slightly, but was not too surprised. He was mentally prepared for the current situation.

His eyes looked at Cai Yan, who was holding the flute in the wedding car.

Although it was covered by gauze curtains, Dong Lie could feel that the eldest lady of the Cai family must be very surprised at this moment.

"Dong Huang is disgusting. He just pretended to be a Yellow Turban thief. Now he still has the nerve to bite back. Let me go and I will explain the truth to Wei Ping. Or I can write a letter and give it to Wei Ping." Cai Yan knew the truth and told Wei Ping. What Dong Huang did was deeply disgusting.

"Wei Ping abandoned his bride and ran away. He feels that he has lost all his face. Now he is targeting me just to regain his reputation as Master Wei. Do you think he will believe what you say?"

Dong Lie hit the nail on the head and rejected Cai Yan's proposal.

"But"

Cai Yan was about to say more, but Dong Lie shouted: "Everyone pack up your horses quickly and prepare to retreat."

Everyone immediately got busy.

Fazheng said: "There are too many pursuing troops, and it will be difficult to escape. We need to find another strategy."

Dong Lie understood what he meant. Previously, in Guanzhong, the Dong family did not pursue a large-scale pursuit for the sake of face. They only sent a small team to pursue them, only a hundred people at most.

Nowadays, the situation is completely different. The Wei family has mobilized two thousand officers and soldiers at once, and the nets are drawn from all directions to round them up. It is far more difficult to escape smoothly than before.

After pondering for a moment, Dong Lie's eyes suddenly opened and he had made a decision.

"Since the government has framed us as the Yellow Turbans, we will simply go into the mountains and join the Yellow Turban Army. With the power of the Yellow Turban Army, we are still afraid that the officers and soldiers will not round us up."

Join the Yellow Turbans

Fazheng's thoughts were racing and he said happily: "Yang Feng's subordinate is the closest to here, so you might as well surrender to him."

Fazheng also agreed. Dong Lie was even more suspicious. He laughed, waved and shouted: "Brothers, pack your bags and go to the mountains. Let's go meet Yang Feng, the commander of the Yellow Turban Canal."

Everyone got on their horses, but Hu Che'er was still squatting under the tree and chewing bones.

Dong Lie kicked his butt and shouted: "Stop chewing. Follow me into the mountains and into the Yellow Turban Village. There will be plenty of big pieces of meat for you to eat."

"If you have meat to eat, that's good, that's good."

Hu Che'er's eyes flashed, he threw away the remaining bones, got on his horse and followed Dong Lie.

At this time, Cai Yan, who was in the wedding car, panicked and said anxiously: "The Yellow Turban Army is a traitor to the imperial court, and my father is a famous official in the court. If I mix with the Yellow Turban bandits, it will definitely damage my father's reputation. I have to go Go ahead and don't drag me along."

The Yellow Turbans are rebels. From the imperial court to the local princes, no matter which force they belong to, they all regard the Yellow Turbans as the common enemy.

Anyone who is stained with the word "Yellow Turban" is equivalent to being a slut, and will be regarded as a thief who must be suppressed wherever he goes.

Dong Lie didn't dare to bear the name of Yellow Turban unless he had no choice but to do so.

The current situation is that Dong Huang and the Wei family forcibly labeled him the "Yellow Turban". Even if he didn't admit it, it was useless. In this case, Dong Lie simply refused to do anything and simply defected to the Yellow Turban.

Dong Lie knew that even the Yellow Turban Army, as long as it lasts until the day when the world is in chaos and the princes are busy fighting for territory, no one will regard the Yellow Turban Army as a common enemy. By then, it will be Dong Lie's chance.

"In this world, no one can help themselves. It is not up to you, Miss Cai, to decide whether to hang out with the Yellow Turbans or not. Please feel free to follow me."

Dong Lie got on his horse and headed towards the mountains without looking back.

"You can't help yourself?" Cai Yan frowned, but he had no choice but to follow Dong Lie.

Before dark, Dong Lie and others entered the depths of Wangwu Mountain and arrived in front of Yangjiazhai.

After the failure of the Yellow Turban Uprising, most of the remaining Yellow Turban troops in Lianghe fled into the mountains and became bandits. They made a living by taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the army and plundering counties from time to time.

The mountainous area east of Hedong is the area where the remaining Yellow Turbans gathered. Not long ago, the Yellow Turbans allied themselves in the Baibo Valley, with Guo Tai as the leader, and revolted, so they were also called the Baibo Army.

Although Mrs. Guo was the leader of the alliance, in fact, the Baibo armies, large and small, mostly fought independently, and there was no atmosphere, so the court did not mobilize a large army to conquer.

This Yang Feng is a member of the Baibo Army. He has a thousand yellow turban soldiers and two hundred good horses under his command, and his strength can only be regarded as mid-to-lower.

When the Yellow Turban soldiers in the village saw a stranger approaching, they had already put the entire village on alert. Only when they saw that Dong Lie's group only had about twenty people, did they relax their vigilance.

Dong Lie revealed his identity and claimed that he had come to the mountain to join the gang. Not long after, the gate of the village opened wide and they were allowed in.

When it got dark, Dong Lie was already standing in the Juyi Hall of the Yang Family Village.

Dong Lie raised his head and saw a man with a yellow scarf in a gold helmet sitting in the main hall. He was very imposing. He should be Yang Feng.

Next to Yang Feng, there stood a side general with huge eyes, twice the size of an ordinary person. Dong Lie had previously inquired about Yang Feng's confidant Li Damu.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Lie cupped his hands and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "My dear Dong Lie, I'm from Guanzhong. I offended the Wei family and heard that General Yang was brave and heroic, so I came to join the gang and asked the general to accept him."

"Did you offend the Wei family?" Yang Feng rolled his eyes a few times, stroking his short beard and asked: "Since you are from Guanzhong, how could you offend the Hedong Wei family?"

"It's like this. I was originally a slave of Dong Zhuo's family."

Dong Lie did not feel ashamed that he was born as a domestic slave, so he frankly told the whole story.

After hearing this, Yang Feng changed his face and said in surprise: "You, a domestic slave, have such courage to offend a big shot like Dong Zhuo, and dare to offend the Wei family in Hedong."

Even the rebel Yang Feng was afraid of Dong Zhuo's name.

Moreover, Yang Feng's tone clearly looked down upon Dong Lie's family background, and he couldn't believe that he had the courage to do so with his status.

Dong Lie only smiled faintly: "I heard that most of the brothers in the Yellow Turban Rebel Army are from ordinary people. We are all poor brothers. Maybe the general still thinks that I am of low origin."

"Yeah." Yang Feng was stunned, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes, but he laughed and said: "Of course not, we are all brothers in the four seas, and I, Yang Feng, only rely on the word chivalry to gather the current group of people. , how can you value identity and origin? It’s just”

When the conversation changed, Yang Feng looked embarrassed and looked sideways at Li Damu beside him.

Li Damu understood, coughed dryly, and said: "If Brother Dong comes to seek refuge on ordinary days, my general will definitely accept him warmly. But now there are too many mouths to eat in the stronghold and there is a shortage of food and grass. If Brother Dong joins the gang, I am afraid he will have to suffer with us." "Hungry, my general values ​​loyalty the most, so he will naturally feel sorry for himself, so"

Dong Lie understood that Yang Feng thought that he was of no use and did not want to take them in. He was embarrassed to say it, so he asked Li Damu to speak for him and refused in a roundabout way.

Dong Lie had already prepared, and before Li Damu finished speaking, he smiled and said: "Dong knew that there was a shortage of food in the village, so he did not come empty-handed. He also brought more than 200 million yuan as a gift for joining the gang. This little money Although it’s not much, we can still buy a lot of food, which will alleviate the shortage of food in the village.”

He had inquired beforehand that Yang Feng was the most wealthy person.

More than 200 million yuan was the dowry property of the Cai family. Wei Ping threw it to Dong Lie, and now Dong Lie gave half of it to Yang Feng as a "bribe".

"200 dollars"

When Yang Feng heard this number, his embarrassed expression immediately disappeared, and he was extremely generous. He smiled boldly and said: "Brother Dong, what you said is obvious. I, Yang, follow the path of chivalry. How can I sit back and ignore my friends when they are in trouble?" Therefore, since the gate of our Yangjiazhai is wide open, we naturally welcome heroes like Brother Dong to join us."

"Sure enough, money can make all the difference, and the Yellow Turban Army is no exception."

Dong Lie sneered in his heart, but cupped his hands and said: "General Yang's chivalrous style is indeed well-deserved. I would like to thank the general very much."

"I'm serious, I'm serious." Yang Feng laughed, waved his hand and said, "Here, please quickly arrange lodging, food and accommodation for Brother Dong and all the others. Don't be slow."

After joining the gang, Dong Lie was led to the back village. He couldn't eat and live in vain. He immediately donated half of the money box.

It was dark at night. In the hall, Yang Feng looked at the twenty boxes filled with money, his eyes narrowed into a line with a smile.

Li Damu said: "General, when I arranged for them to move in, I saw that Dong Lie had twenty boxes, probably all of which were filled with money. He only gave half of them, and he kept half."

"There are still several million dollars." Yang Feng was surprised, but his face sank: "This Dong Lie, I kindly took him in, but he dared to hide a huge amount of money for personal use, which is really too much. "

Li Damu figured out what he was thinking, so he leaned into his ear, sneered and whispered: "General, Dong Lie's group only has more than 20 people. Let's just do nothing and mobilize our troops at night to kill them. The remaining few million dollars belong to the general, right?"