New Story of Lv Bu

At the beginning of this year, more than one hundred thousand yellow towels finally came to the town of Yuanshi County. The number of people in this batch of yellow towels is large, and it looks boundless. The Yuanshi County, which has been re-expanded and refurbished, is surrounded by three stories inside and three outside. Looking from the city wall from afar, the yellow turban was layered one after another, at least more than a hundred weights. At the front were the old and weak women and children, and the strong and strong men were behind.

"No! The Yellow Turban is going to use the old and weak women and children to grab the city, with the intention of consuming our arrows and energy!" Du Wei is indeed a discerning person, and he can see Yellow Turban's plan at a glance. "Use old and weak women and children to grab the city? Is this too cruel? Even if you do a yellow scarf, you are still a human being. If you do such a damaging thing, don't you worry about giving birth to a baby without an asshole?" Jun Cheng is in his early thirties The young man in my child is more casual in talking and doing things, not only that, but he also likes to argue with others, so he just stunned and went back.

The captain was a veteran who had survived a hundred battles, and he had long been seen as unpleasant, but thinking that he was a son of the Wang family, he had to force himself to suppress the anger in his heart. He opened his throat and yelled: "The order, as long as you climb the city with a weapon, you will be regarded as an enemy, regardless of whether you are men, women, children, old or young, old, weak, women and children! The bastard's big loss!"

"Use the old and weak women and children to grab the city? How do you grab this **** thing?" "Yes, let the old and weak women and children go on, and the old and weak women and children. Are these yellow scarfs still human?" "Is the Duwei too nervous? Now? Fighting is a man's business, so what do you do with women and children?" Master Du Wei's voice fell, and there was a burst of discussion among the county soldiers, gradually increasing from small to large.

There is a proverb on the Xianbei grassland that a kind sheep will never know how cruel a jackal is. Among the eight thousand county soldiers in Yuan's county seat, only a dozen veterans of veteran warriors participated in the siege of Jiuyuan. They naturally knew that Mr. Du Wei's words made sense, so he immediately rebuked them. "His grandmother is a bear! Like a flock of chickens and ducks? When serving as a soldier and eating food, the first thing is to obey the order! It's all his mother's ears! When the time comes, who will not listen to the order, Lao Tzu will kill him!"

These more than a dozen veterans are all middle and low-level officers at the rank of military marquis and tutelage, and they have always spoken well. Under their scolding, the Eight Thousand County Soldiers finally stopped talking, clenched their weapons, and gathered their spirits to prepare for the upcoming hard fight. However, in their hearts, there is still a lot of slander, the officers are too worried, the yellow turban, the mob, what is terrible?

As the county soldiers secretly slandered themselves, they could only hear a sudden blast of agitated drums, which became more and more vigorous, full of grief and injustice. Just like the night of the Mid-Year Festival, the ghost gates of the eighteen layers of **** opened together, and hundreds of millions of evil ghosts swayed out with gloomy clouds and mists, trying to smash this world into a mess! Amidst the agitation of the drums, a "Song of Begging for Life" was sung.

"I wait for my beloved people, often living under the East Mountain, but suffering from a severe drought, no food, no food, no way to live, the old and the young are killing each other.

Jiao'er cried and wailed and felt sad, and her grandmother could not save her face by hiding her face. Huangquan meets every day, who can take care of him?

Strong as a grass bandit, gather in the green forest, eat meat, cook bones and drink human blood. The old and the weak are fanatics, and I don’t know who to enter?

Escape and death, war and death, how to fight to enter Luoyang arm in arm, fight all over, and pull the emperor off the horse!

Begging for the living army, begging for the living army, there is nothing to ask for death but life, I hope that the next life will not be a man, be a bird, a ghost, a dog and a horse! "

At first, only a few people sang, and then dozens, hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of people?????? After a while, the hundreds of thousands of people around Yuanshi County began to sing together! This "Song of Begging for Living" is simple in text, lack of rhythm, and no sense of elegance and tameness. According to the eyes of the scholars of this dynasty, it is at most a folk proverb, and it is difficult to enter the elegant hall.

However, this "Song of Begging to Live" is a song of separation, the so-called song of separation is sung to the dead. Hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans sang the song together, which means that they have already regarded themselves as dead! Life is short and there are many sorrows, but to live with humiliation like this, it is better to die heroically! "Begging for the living army, begging for the living army, there is nothing to ask for death but life. I hope that the next life will not be a man, a bird or a ghost or a dog or horse! There is no business in the song, these people have long been determined to die!" Wang The corners of Ling's eyes were already wet.

He rushed to the edge of the city wall and yelled loudly: "People under the city wall, listen! I am Wang Ling, the prime minister of Changshan, and I assure you that as long as you lay down your weapons and surrender, I will be Wang Ling. I guarantee that you can eat, wear and be warm, and have your own piece of land! I, Wang Ling, guarantee it with my personality! You should know how Da Sima treats the yellow towels, and only one state has received more than three million yellow towels! Father! Folks, don't be fooled by others, and you lost your life for no reason!"

What greeted Wang Ling was a series of curses. "Damn it, don't fool me! I just listened to Yuan Shao's words, put down their weapons, and landed in such a field! Eat human flesh and drink human blood for a living all day long!" A rough voice rang loudly. He got up, his voice was full of contempt and grief. Obviously, he was deceived miserably by Yuan Benchu ​​and others.

"Yes, I can't believe what the officials say! They are all **** deceitful! I have been fooled a lot!" There was another rude voice, this man riding on a mule, dressed in two gears. Kai looks like a small boss. "Guys, don't listen to them, as long as we break the city, we can live!" The speaker was a sturdy peasant woman.

"Rush! Kill!" The hundreds of thousands of beggars shouted in unison and charged over. Many of them are almost naked, barefoot, holding sticks, hoes, and even bricks in their hands. There was a burst of sour odor from their bodies, even if they were standing on the city wall, they could smell that tangy odor. The only thing that can prove that they are still human is the pair of eyes braving raging anger. Their eyes are full of despair and longing. That is the longing to live toward death and the phoenix to Nirvana!

At the forefront were the old and weak women and children, old men and women with white hair, and seven or eight-year-old little girls and boys, one by one screaming horribly, rushing towards the city wall of the county town without life. Along the way, hundreds of people fell to the ground, and immediately they were stepped under their feet by those who came after them. The cursing and wailing sounded into one, and the crowd still rolled forward unstoppably.

Finally rushed to the bottom of the city. Behind them, there was a pool of blood, and a bunch of invisible pieces of flesh, and the dying person was still whimpering. However, no one looked back, and to live toward death is bound to die. What is the difference between dying now and dying the next moment? The teachings of the Great Master and the longing for a peaceful world have long been put aside by them. Now they have only one thought in their hearts, that is to die, to die early! Before dying, it's best to put on a few cushions!

The crazy beggar soldiers hurriedly built the long ladder that was randomly **** on the wall, and then climbed up tremblingly along the long ladder. The long ladder was **** a bit narrow. From time to time, someone fell from the long ladder to the ground with a horrible scream, and the blood immediately stained the ground, but the people behind were still like ants. Ants attached to the city.

In this scene, the eight thousand county soldiers of Changshan Kingdom were dumbfounded, and they were horrified. Where is this siege? This **** thing is purely tens of thousands of people committing suicide! The people of Jizhou are honest and honest, pay attention to public order and good customs. They are all children of the good family. They have been educated to respect the old and love the young since they were young. Now, the old and the weak, women and children go to death together.

"Archers! Archery! Shoot them to death! Once they get on the city wall, everything in this Yuanshi county town will be finished!" Du Wei waved the 100-refined steel ring first knife in his hand, shouting loudly on his face It's full of hideousness, like seeing the evil spirits in hell! "Arrow! Shoot them! Cut them to death! You must not let them go to the city!" A dozen veterans who had been fighting for a long time had already jumped up. They shouted and kicked the neighboring county with their feet. Bing’s ass, trying to kick them up.

The Discipline of the Eight Thousand County Soldiers is still good, and they immediately acted in accordance with the orders. Whoosh whoosh! Swish swish swish, a rain of arrows poured out all over the sky, the inverted guards on the city wall also picked up the ring knife in their hands, and slashed at the old and weak women and children who were on the top of the city! Perhaps they still have a kindness in their hearts, or they can't bear to let these people die tragically under their own swords. The arrows and ring-headed swords in their hands are slightly off, and they can't shoot people or just slightly hurt. .

At this moment of effort, hundreds of old, young, and young women and children stepped onto the city’s head. They let out a stern scream. They used the canes, sticks, bricks and tiles in their hands, and even used them directly. Hand, greet the county soldiers on their faces and bodies. In just a few moments, these hundreds of old and weak women and children broke into the army of the county soldiers, and there were a steady stream of people behind them.

An old man who was nearly seventy years old raised a pair of muddy old eyes, raised the hardwood crutch in his hand, and slammed it against the helmet of a county soldier. The young county soldier let out a horror, and the ring sword in his hand subconsciously swung towards the old man. The crutches in the old man's hand fell quickly and hit the young soldier's hand severely. The ring sword fell on the old man all his life. On the ground.

A seven or eight-year-old boy smashed a brick in his hand on the young county soldier's head. The young county soldier yelled from the sky and fell to the ground. An eleven or twelve-year-old girl picked up the ring head knife on the ground, held the handle of the knife in both hands, and slammed it into the belly of the young county soldier. The young county soldier tilted his head and spouted a large mouthful of blood. This time he was completely dead.

The seventy-year-old boy, the seven or eight-year-old boy, and the eleven or twelve-year-old girl immediately rushed to the next county soldier.