Fangshan is located in the north of Jizhou, Changshan County.

The north of Changshan County is vast and sparsely populated, and it is a desolate place. Fangshan happens to be located on this desolate land.

There is a small city near Fangshan, which is named Fangshan City because it is leaning against Fangshan. Fangshan City is a small city with a sparse population. If it weren't for the vast north of Changshan County, such a small city would not have been established. Fangshan City can go east to the south to the Tang Dynasty, south to Jingxing, and south to Lingshou, and transportation is still smooth and convenient.

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the war almost burned the entire Han Dynasty's land, especially in Jizhou. Because Zhang Jiao, the "Great Sage and Good Teacher" was from Julu, the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou was even more fierce. In less than a month, almost the entire city of Jizhou fell, and Changshan County was unable to survive. Even Fangshan City, a desolate small city, could not escape the chaos of the Yellow Turban Army.

The Han Dynasty had a large population with a population of hundreds of millions. All the people in the counties and countries in the world were in millions, and counties with tens of thousands were often found. The desolate small town of Fangshan alone had a population of more than 10,000, and some town pavilions had a population of 200,000.

Fangshan City is located in desolate, with poor people and few soldiers who can pay taxes. But even so, Fangshan City has nearly 3,000 soldiers and has been stationed in the city all year round.

Not long ago, Fangshan City was in trouble by the Yellow Turban Army. Before the Yellow Turban Army arrived, the county magistrate and other officials were scared out of their courage and swept the county government's money, took their families, and abandoned their officials and fled. This included the military chief of Fangshan City. When the county magistrate left, he robbed the money of several wealthy families in the city.

As soon as the county magistrate, county magistrate and other officials ran away, Fangshan City was in chaos, people were in a panic, and the people fled, and the soldiers guarding the city also fled in large numbers. When the Yellow Turban Army was at the city, only a few small military officials such as Shi Feng, as well as more than a hundred soldiers were brave. In the battle in Fangshan City, there was no suspense. The three thousand Yellow Turban Army captured Fangshan City in less than an hour. Most of the more than a hundred soldiers guarding the city died for the country, and only Shi Feng and dozens of others escaped from the city while the chaos took advantage of the chaos.

Not far north of Fangshan, more than twenty miles away, there is a river called Zishui River. The entire river winds down and runs through the entire Changshan County. The upper reaches of the river are in Zishui Township in Fangshan County.

Zishui Township is located on both sides of the river and has fertile land. It is one of the few rich towns in Fangshan County. Zishui Township is the largest among the 16 townships in Fangshan County, with a population of nearly 20,000. However, because Zishui Township is close to Fangshan City and is also a famous rich town in Fangshan County, Fangshan City has just fallen, and it was robbed by the Yellow Turban Army. The Yellow Turban Army burned, killed, looted, and committed all kinds of evil. They are not like peasant uprising troops, but more like a group of greedy bandits. Not only does not protect the interests of the peasant people, they instead cause trouble in the village.

At this time, in Zishui Township, houses were burned, money and food were lost, and nine out of ten houses were empty. Countless people traveled long distances and went to foreign lands to form a large number of refugee teams. A Yellow Turban Army wandered around and chased the fugitive people. All the people who were chased, the money and food were robbed. The young and strong were taken to serve as soldiers. The women were directly detained. The elderly and weak were killed directly, or they robbed the food and let them die on their own. On the way to starve.

A terrible scene happened all the time.

On the pipeline leading to Fangshan City, a large number of victims fled in panic and cried, and the crying of children, women and children were repeatedly seen. They should leave here as soon as possible, leave their hometown, and go further away, and advance without goals until they settled down in a place without Yellow Turban Army and without war.

On the official road, facing the victims, four horses slowly moved forward. The lead was a young man with a cold face, a snow-white snow-strolling BMW under his crotch, wearing golden armor, golden boots, tied his temples, and a red cloak, fluttering in the wind. He was a black python spear in his hand, surrounded by black light, and was handsome and majestic.

Now is the seventh day of the fall of Fangshan City.

Yan Rong and his group stood out among the crowd. Looking at these miserable victims, Yan Rong's face was gloomy and terrifying. Even though he had extremely strong control, his whole body was trembling slightly at this time. He was so angry that he had seen too many things along the way. He did not expect that the Yellow Turban Army would be so despicable.

In seven days, Shi Feng's injuries improved a lot, and with the effect of "Survival Pill", his complexion improved a lot. Although he could not exercise vigorously, it did not affect his normal movements. It was no big deal to walk slowly on a war horse. Shi Feng was a person from this Zishui Township. Looking at his fellow villagers and fled away from his hometown, he clenched his steel teeth and clenched his fists hard. Because the fist clenched his muscles, a trace of blood appeared on the wound on his shoulders and backs.

At this moment, the victims' team suddenly started to riot in the direction of Fangshan City, and the noise was connected. The victims fled in scattered and ran away like desperately.

"Yellow Turban Army, the Yellow Turban Army is catching up. Run, fellow villagers, run!"

Behind the victims, an old man with long beards and chest-like beards and seemed to be the village chief, shouting loudly with his cane.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man's voice fell, a black line gradually became thicker and larger in the direction of Fangshan City in the south. Then, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and more than a dozen horses gradually came into view. On the horse, there were more than a dozen men wrapped in yellow turbans sitting upright, holding a sabre, and rushed straight to the victims to chase after the disaster. Behind the dozen cavalry, more than a hundred Yellow Turban infantry wrapped in yellow turbans ran and followed.

Soon, more than a dozen cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army caught up with the victims who were falling behind. The cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army waved down without stopping. The people who could not dodge were chopped down and lay on the ground wailed. After a while, they were caught up by the Yellow Turban Army infantry who followed, and the injured and fell to the ground died one by one.

Under the hot sun, the heat was unbearable. The victims ran away and sweated profusely. The Yellow Turban Army's sabers were shining with dazzling white light. After they fell, a charming blood-red color splattered, and the sabers became charming blood-red, making them even more cold and terrifying.

"Damn it! I'll fight with these inhuman beasts."

Shi Feng roared with gritted teeth, pulled out the sword from his waist, and was about to come out, and faced the Yellow Turban cavalry. However, when he pulled out the sword, he was too strong and involved the wound on his shoulders and back. A sudden burst of pain came, and the painful body twitched, and almost fell off the horse.

"Haha! Just like you are now? Do you still want to kill those Yellow Turban Army? Since you are injured, just hide beside and watch, and see how your grandfather, I, killed the group of turtle grandsons, are all falling flowers and flowing water."

Dian Wei laughed loudly, picked up his halberds with both hands, clamped his legs with his horse's belly, and the war horse neighed under his crotch, running quickly, and rushed towards the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army. Dian Wei urged the horse to go quickly, and shouted loudly to Yan Rong who had already run in front: "Big leader! Wait for me! Wait for me! You ran in front. If you killed more people than me, I would not accept Lao Dian!"

It turned out that as early as Dian Wei was speaking, Yan Rong had already come out and killed the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army. Looking at Dian Wei shouting loudly and chasing Yan Rong, Lei Biao shook the lion's head, sucked a beard all over his face, laughed helplessly, waved his axe and chased him up.

Yan Rong, Dian Wei, Lei Biao, and each rode a war horse alone. Shi Feng was injured and rode He Song's war horse. There were only four war horses in total. Di Ying was thin and He Song was thin and short. Naturally, these two men rode together on a war horse.

Looking at Yan Rong, Dian Wei, Lei Biao, and the three of them rushed out one after another. Di Ying grinned excitedly, revealing two neat rows of white teeth, but because He Song was still sitting behind him, he could not rush with Yan Rong and the others, so he had to anxiously urge He Song behind him: "Hurry! Hurry up! You can get off the horse quickly, killing the Yellow Turban Army must not be missing me."

"If I don't go down, it's enough to have three of them. If you go join in the fun, you can protect me here! No matter how much I say I am also the think tank of the big leader, so I will not let you down for protecting my life safety."

He Song grabbed Di Ying's body tightly, and never let go, and kept holding Di Ying in a slander. If Di Ying left, he was left alone, if one or two eyesless Yellow Turban Army soldiers came over and wanted to cut him a few times, he would not even have the strength to escape.

“Go down.”

“Not going down.”

"You go down there!"

Di Ying's eyes were like torches. In desperation, he grabbed He Song's collar and exerted force suddenly. The seemingly thin arm actually contained a strong force. He Song was picked up like a chicken. Di Ying said without hesitation and threw it. He Song's short and thin body flew out like a sandbag, falling to a hazy place, sitting on the ground, in a mess.

"Oh...Oh, Di Ying, you dare to throw me off the horse, I will never end up with you."

He Song screamed in pain and howled in a sharp voice. He had just recovered from his senses and jumped up from the ground. He pointed at Di Ying who was riding his horse away, and jumped up and scolded loudly.

Di Ying looked at He Song's scolding without hearing, and the horse was still dying. Danfeng stared forward with his eyes wide open, Mou Kong tightened, took off his five-stone longbow, bent his bow and put on the arrow, and the bow string was like a full moon. With a "swoosh", a feather arrow rushed out, dragging out a long stream of light, whistling out sharply.

"Puchi!"

The sharp arrow pierced his throat and blood splattered. A cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army widened his eyes and covered his neck in horror. He fell down and died of anger.

Di Ying arrived first, but although he was behind, the arrow arrived first, and he actually took the lead in Yan Rong. Dian Wei took the lead in killing a Yellow Turban Army.

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