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Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

Cheng Yuanzhi took a big step and rushed out of the central army tent in a few steps.

The Yellow Turban camp, which was originally bustling with people, was now unusually deserted.

There was not even a trace of the noise from before.

In the empty camp, the northwest wind blew.

It brought up a cloud of flying dust.

It was unusually desolate.

"All... all gone?"

Cheng Yuanzhi's mouth twitched.

He couldn't figure it out, just one night had passed.

Where did all those Yellow Turban soldiers go?

They were rebels!

Where else could they go if they left his place?

If they were caught by the government, they would lose their heads.

"Oops!"

Cheng Yuanzhi reacted from his sluggishness.

So many Yellow Turban soldiers disappeared inexplicably. If the government troops in the city knew about it.

Why don't they rush out and capture him, the leader, alive on the spot?

Run!

Cheng Yuanzhi had only one thought in his mind.

He hurried back to the central army tent.

He had to load all the looted treasures.

He had to find another warhorse and leave here quickly.

With those treasures, he could hide somewhere for a while.

Wait for the Yellow Turbans to pass.

He could buy some land and live a rich life.

He could buy a few maids.

Wouldn't that be wonderful?

However, when he rushed into the central army tent, he found that the commander who had just reported the news was frantically collecting his property.

"Damn it! You're rebelling!"

With a clang, Cheng Yuanzhi drew out his sword from the side, his eyes full of ferocity.

Although they were still brothers and drunken friends last night.

But in the blink of an eye, they were full of hatred.

"Put down all my treasures, damn it!"

Cheng Yuanzhi raised his saber and pointed at Qu Shuai who was still collecting them.

"You can't take so much with you alone!" Qu Shuai gathered the packages, tied them quickly, and put them on his back.

"Give me a little share, so what?"

"You still have so much!"

"You..." Cheng Yuanzhi was about to shout when a cry of surprise came from outside the central army tent.

"Oh no! The cavalry of the government army is coming!"

Cheng Yuanzhi was shocked, "Cavalry?!"

"It shouldn't be!"

"Isn't Jicheng surrounded?"

"How could cavalry appear in this small Zhuo County?"

After a brief moment of daze, the commander just now ran out of the central army tent with a whoosh.

"Damn it!" Cheng Yuanzhi cursed and wanted to chase him.

Thinking about it, the treasure is more important.

He quickly ran to the treasure chest and found a package to stuff it, fearing that he would leave anything behind.

In the Yellow Turban camp, the remaining hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers ran out of the tents.

The empty camp made them at a loss.

The vibration on the ground was getting bigger and bigger.

Looking around, a large group of cavalry was rushing towards the camp.

Dust was flying, and the momentum was huge.

The flying dust was floating behind the leading one or two hundred cavalry.

The momentum was so great that no one knew how many cavalry were coming.

Run!

One word came to the minds of all the Yellow Turban soldiers.

Turn around and run away.

On the wall of Zhuo County, the soldiers discovered the movement under the city and hurried back to the city to notify.

Liu Bei and the county magistrate hurriedly ran up the wall.

There was an urgent military situation early in the morning, and the two did not even have time to put on their boots.

They rushed up the wall in dishevel.

Leaning on the battlements of the city wall and looking into the distance, the flying dust and huge noise made by the cavalry made the two men's eyes widen. "This... is this the cavalry from Jicheng coming to help us out?" The county magistrate straightened his official hat on his head, his face bright with joy. After being besieged for many days, he was finally able to drive away those damned Yellow Turban thieves. The butcher's knife hanging over his head was about to be removed, which made him feel relieved. His heart, which was in a state of anxiety, could also be put back into his stomach. "Huh?" The county magistrate found something strange, "Why is there no movement in the Yellow Turban camp?" Liu Bei frowned, "Where did more than 10,000 Yellow Turbans go?" He looked past the Yellow Turban camp and looked into the wilderness. Among the cavalrymen who came, he saw two familiar figures. Liu Yu and Zhang Fei! The image of the young scholar was deeply rooted in people's hearts. Just one look and you will never forget it. Even though the distance was very far, Liu Bei still recognized the figure at first sight.

There was no way, it was too obvious!

He was more familiar with the other black-faced strong man.

They didn't know how many years they had known each other.

"There is another one..." Liu Bei looked to the right of Liu Yu.

A big man with a beautiful beard, holding a sword and riding a horse.

He was majestic and extraordinary.

He suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

It seemed that this big man, whereI have seen it before.

It seems like there is an inexplicable fate, but I can't explain it.

His empty heart seemed to have lost something important.

It made him feel sad.

He quickly shook his head to drive out the unimportant things from his mind.

Liu Bei looked carefully.

"Everyone, charge!"

Liu Yu pointed the spear in his hand forward, and the loud command spread in the space.

"Charge!!!" Guan Yu and Zhang Fei responded loudly with two hundred cavalrymen.

Although the number of people is small, the momentum is not small.

"Let go of the rope and increase the speed!" Liu Yu ordered again.

"Yes!" The cavalry cut the hemp rope tied around their waists.

The small tree dragged by the warhorse fell to the ground, and the smoke and dust in the sky suddenly weakened a lot.

"So that's it!" Liu Bei exclaimed on the city wall.

"As expected of Liu Chengzhi! He actually came up with such a confusing method!"

"Let two hundred cavalrymen sound like two thousand cavalrymen!"

"I wonder how Tiezhuang could have such a big battle."

"It turns out that everything is a trick!"

The county magistrate listened confidently on the side, "Xuan De, is this the forging master you admire so much?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Bei nodded repeatedly, and said while the iron was hot: "If there were good weapons forged by masters in our county."

"I would have rushed out with the county soldiers and let those damn yellow turbans run away."

"Don't look at the large number of the other side."

"They are all refugees who can't eat."

"There are only a few hundred people who are capable of fighting."

"Very weak."

"That's right." The county magistrate nodded, "Who has our Zhuo County ever been afraid of!"

He patted his chest with a heroic face.

He had long lost his previous fear.

His words were shouted in an unusually magnificent manner.

Cheng Yuanzhi rushed out of the central army tent carrying a huge package.

"Damn it, we've been tricked!"

"Why are there so few cavalrymen when there was such a big momentum just now?"

If he had known this, he would have gone to gather his personal soldiers just now.

After all, relying on the camp, they would not be dispersed by such a small number of cavalrymen.

However, the Yellow Turban personal soldiers in the camp fled on their own and had long lost their cohesion.

Run!

Cheng Yuanzhi didn't think much and hurried to find a horse.

"Yunchang Yide each took a hundred cavalrymen to chase the Yellow Turbans!"

While galloping, Liu Yu issued an order.

"Don't leave any alive, kill them all!"

"Yes!" Guan Yu and Zhang Fei responded, and they galloped away in two directions with the cavalrymen.

Liu Yu urged his white horse to sit down and stared at the man with a backpack who was sneaking around in the Yellow Turban camp.

The other party's actions were somewhat rushed, and the package behind him must have a lot of wealth.

His status among the Yellow Turbans is definitely not low!