Chapter 21

Liu Ye nodded. It is still the early days of the Yellow Turban Rebellion. There is a lot of food and grass in various places, which is far from the level of food for children. The food and grass stored here are thousands of stones, enough for tens of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves to use for half a month. After burning food and grass, even if there are hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban bandits, that is nothing to worry about.

"Burn it, killed a Zhou Jun, and Zhang Jun, Ma Jun, burned the food and grass, can't the yellow scarf thief conjure food and grass out of thin air?" Liu Ye took a torch from You Xiaer's hand with his own hands and forcefully Throwing it into the pile of grain and grass. Although there is some moisture after the heavy rain, the grain and grass are dried and have no moisture. They are inherently flammable. If this torch is thrown down, won't it ignite a monstrous fire?

The ranger and the prisoner behind him set an example when they saw the respected brother Liu. They all looked at each other and raised their hands to throw out torches. More than a dozen fires sprang up to add to the power. Drenched with rain and blood, at this moment the fire was burning in front of him, but he felt warm and comfortable on his body.

The grain and grass were burning, and those ladders were naturally among them. Liu Ye smiled slightly: "I will kill the bandits and burn their food and grass, and the bandits will be afraid, so please watch."

At this time, although the yellow scarf thieves who had fled in all directions in the middle of the night had lingering fears, they gradually noticed that there was no Han army chasing behind them, and Liu Ye, who had three heads and six arms that could attract thunder, was also absent. Only then did he feel sore legs and feet. I couldn't care less about the wet mud, and I was so tired that I sat down in the mud and didn't want to move half of my fingers.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was very eye-catching in the dark night. After the yellow scarf thieves noticed the raging fire, a bad feeling came to their hearts.

"That's...grain?"

"Food and grass. There are a full three thousand stones of grain and grass there, enough for me to wait for half a month!"

Pang Hun, the handsome yellow turban who was sitting on the ground, didn't care about the sore hands and feet, and hurriedly stood up: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and put out the fire, or else everyone should drink the northwest wind!"

With an order, the dazed yellow-turban thieves came to their senses, and hurriedly ran towards the flames. Some took off their clothes and beat the flames, and some took off their leather helmets to scoop water in the nearby river. Fortunately, there are so many bandits in the yellow scarves, tens of thousands of people almost cut off the flow of a small river nearby, and countless people's clothes were burned with holes, and the fire was finally extinguished. After the middle of the night, the sky has already turned twilight.

Countless yellow-turban thieves stared at the remains of the fire with bloodless faces. There was not a single piece of grain and grass in the three thousand shi, and most of them were burned to ashes.

The faces of the yellow turban thieves were all covered with dust. The chaos and firefighting all night had already made them mentally exhausted. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and finally looked at the young handsome Pang Hun in the middle.

Pang Hun made a decisive decision: "Light up a fire and cook, let's eat first." The more than 20,000 yellow-turban thieves were already exhausted. Hearing Pang Hun's words, he had to light a fire and cook. But he didn't dare to eat more, for fear that the only remaining food would be eaten up and no one would eat it.

After a while of swallowing, the cronies beside Pang Hun asked.

"Pang Shuai, are we still looking for Liu Yuqing to avenge Zhou Shuai?"

Hearing the word Liu Ye, Pang Hun trembled in fright, and shook his head hastily: "Although Licheng is small, there are warriors like Liu Yuqing, who are no less than Fan Kuai who was next to Gaozu back then, unless Xu Shuai leads an army to fight against him , we wait for the newly defeated, weak army to compete with it?"

The personal guard reminded in a low voice: "The grain and grass are only three hundred stones, and one meal a day can still last for four or five days. What can I do for the current plan?"

Pang Hun pondered for a while, raised his head and raised the corners of his mouth, and said confidently: "All the armies were ordered to retreat 30 li to set up camp, and divide the troops to plunder the surrounding fields to collect food and grass. Commander Zhou died for the cause of peace. We must avenge Commander Zhou! "

Qin Wei Jishou clasped his fists and backed away, while Pang Hun laughed out loud, as if he was going to let out the depression in his chest.

"Hey, Zhou Shuai? What kind of a handsome man is he when he's dead? Now that the dragons have no leader, the small characters of this young handsome man should be removed."

Zhou Jun and Zhou Wen's brothers died in battle, and Liu Ye successively killed Han Cheqi and Xiaoshuai Gao Dayan. After walking for tens of miles away from the city, there is only a piece of yellow tide rushing like a stream.

Standing on the top of the city, Wu De shouted excitedly.

"Brother, as you expected, the Yellow Scarves retreated, and Licheng was saved." In the past, Wu De's yelling sounded quite harsh, but today he is submissive. Liu Ye stood firmly on the top of the city, looking Seeing more than 20,000 yellow scarf thieves retreat in a hurry, I also breathed a sigh of relief.

There is a saying that a person with high skills is bold. Liu Ye has practiced martial arts for decades. With a long soldier in his hand, he can unleash the eight great spears, which is like cutting grass. There are no generals who are good at using spears throughout the ages. It is said in the novel It can be seen that Zhao Yun entered seven times and exited seven times. However, there are tens of thousands of yellow turban thieves, surrounded by piles of turbans, and they are full of yellow turbans at a glance. Fortunately, the yellow turban thieves are not equipped well. The rhubarb crossbow of gold and iron, not to mention Liu Ye, even the resurrection of the sharp gun Li Shuwen, and the rebirth of the god of war Sun Lutang, would have to be hated on the spot.

Liu Ye had never led an army before, and he had exercised some courage in the past few days. However, seeing tens of thousands of bandits retreating with his own eyes, he was still unconsciously relieved, and a sense of fatigue seemed to permeate his soul. .

"Brother, although the yellow turban bandits have retreated, the world is still full of wars and smoke, how about sending out scouts to investigate?" Zhao et al. did not know when they came to Liu Ye's side, and suggested softly.

Liu Ye hummed: "That's right, but I was negligent." After finishing speaking, Liu Ye ordered four Han soldiers who were proficient in riding skills to go out to investigate, and the four horses took Huang Chen and galloped out from the city gate. , the four riders dispersed, and each went to investigate in all directions.

"Brother, Wang Zhen and Tan Xing took advantage of the big brother's battle at night and slipped away quietly, but now they don't know where they are going." Zhao and the others said again.

Wu De frowned, and couldn't help being furious: "What? These thieves didn't do their best to fight, but instead left the city, how many people did they take away?"

Zhao et al said unhurriedly: "Wang Zhen and Tan Xing are well-known, and no less than half of the people in the city go out with them." There were less than 2,000 people in the city, but now it is even less.