Hu Cai rode on the horse, with a big banner marked with his name beside him.

In front of him, he used carriages and wood as obstacles to try to block the charge of the Iron Cavalry.

But everything was done in a hurry, and I could only block the route five or six meters wide in front of the queue, and there were still no obstacles on both sides.

Such obstacles can only block the frontal impact of the cavalry. If they deviate from left to right, they can disperse Hu Cai's team and destroy it in one fell swoop.

Hu Cai led more than 200 cavalry forward and asked far away in the direction where Zhang Liao was: "I wonder who came?"

These more than 200 cavalrymen were Hu Cai's personal soldiers. If the situation was not good, they would protect him from fleeing dangerous places. Since hearing that more than 2,000 cavalry appeared, he has been uneasy in his heart. Han Xian's disappearance has made him very alert.

The so-called front-and-back attack strategy was that he was talking nonsense, just to appease his soldiers and avoid defeating before the battle.

After all, the more than 30,000 soldiers under his command were a mob. Even if he was 30,000, he was worried that he would not be the opponent of more than 2,000 iron cavalry, let alone such a few people.

Zhang Liao rode forward and replied with a smile: "Zhang Liao, the prefect of Xihe."

"Prefect Xihe?" Hu Cai was shocked and said incredibly: "You are actually the Prefect Xihe?"

He had never seen a county magistrate in charge of a county before. He had never seen such a high-ranking official. In addition, the cavalry under Zhang Liao's command was extremely powerful. It was terrifying from a distance, and he didn't even dare to have the courage to resist.

Hu Cai subconsciously asked, "What are the credentials?"

Zhang Liao smiled and said, "You are Hu Cai, aren't you?"

"That's right, it's Hu Cai." Hu Cai was respectful, his face showed his silly and vicissitudes, and he obviously had the appearance of an old farmer.

Zhang Liao's thoughts moved slightly and said patiently: "How do you prove that you are Hu Cai?"

Hu Cai was dumbfounded. He looked around and found that no one had given him any advice. He was a group of uninformed and fooled guys. He looked at Zhang Liao with curious eyes and grabbed his head and said ashamed: "Hu Cai, the commander of Baibo Army, has seen the governor of County Gate, and is not suspicious of County Gate Zhang, but just asked casually."

Compared to Han Xian's stupidity and ignorance, Hu Cai is a cute farmer. Before he fought against Zhang Liao against the two armies, he claimed that he had subconsciously acted in front of Zhang Liao, and was not a real humble claim, so he respected Zhang Liao.

Zhang Liao could guess that the majestic image of the Han officials had long been buried in the minds of these people. Now, I have seen a prefect of a county with my own eyes, so it is not an exaggeration to be curious.

Zhang Liao said carelessly: "I already understand what Hu Qushuai means. When you see that I am a member of Two Thousand Stones, you yearn for it and respect me very much."

Hu Cai didn't think what Zhang Liao said was in line with his meaning, and he felt that it was his meaning. He couldn't tell what Zhang Liao said in a mess. He was too lazy to think about the connection and asked: "I wonder if the governor Zhang had met Han Xian?"

"See." Zhang Liao replied slowly. He was not in a hurry to fight Hu Cai, but wanted to talk to Hu Cai for a while with a calm mind.

Hu Cai was surprised and hurriedly asked, "Where is Han Xian?"

Zhang Liao smiled and said, "I have already cut off my head."

Hu Cai's eyes were stunned, looking at Zhang Liao's smile that was owing to death, he hung his face and said in a muffled voice: "Mr. Zhang is lying to me, how could Han Xian die in your hands? He regards his life as more than anything else. With the protection of more than 5,000 Baibo troops, it is impossible to die in your hands."

Zhang Liao turned his head and waved. Cheng Lian drove his horse forward, raised Han Xian's head high and said loudly: "Han Xian's head is here."

"It's really the head of Han Qu Shuai!!!"

A leader next to Hu Cai was shocked.

Immediately afterwards, more than 200 cavalrymen around Hu Cai were a little restless, and their eyes looked at each other were full of fear. Some even thought of escaping, fearing that they would die on the spot.

The ordinary tribes behind Hu Cai were even more irritable, and the discussions were heard one after another. Even Han Xian was dead. How could they not be afraid?

Hu Cai's mouth was dry and the corners of his mouth trembled, "Han Xian is actually dead, what about his subordinates?"

"Except for Niu Er and Wu Sanmu being killed by me, everyone else surrendered. At this moment, more than 5,000 Baibo troops have changed their ranks and taken advantage of me. They are all voluntarily for the army or the people."

Zhang Liao looked at Hu Cai and greeted him with a smile, gradually answering Hu Cai's questions.

Then he looked at Hu Cai intently, and Hu Cai was speechless. He wanted to fight Zhang Liao and was seeking death. How could he escape from the pursuit of the Iron Cavalry if he wanted to escape.

He regretted his intestines and should have fled early. He should not have overestimated himself to fight Zhang Liao. When he was in a dilemma, he was very disgusted with Zhang Liao's eyes as if he was looking at the prey, and asked angrily: "What are you doing to look at me like this?"

"The subordinates under Hu Qushuai are more neat than those of Han and Xian tribes. I guess Hu Qushuai is more loved."

Zhang Liao gave an objective evaluation, then put the cruel facts in front of him and threatened: "I wonder if the soldiers under the command of Hu Qu can block my two thousand iron cavalry?"

Hu Cai's face turned blue and pretended to be brave and brave, saying loudly: "I'm not afraid of you. At worst, I can fight to the death. I don't believe it, and I can't escape."

"In fact, there is another way. Hu Qushuai and his subordinates do not need to be killed or injured. I just don't know how Hu Qushuai chose?" Zhang Liao began to reveal his original purpose.

Hu Cai looked around and said in confusion: "What's the way?"

Zhang Liao blurted out and said, "Surrender to me."

"Impossible." Hu Cai simply refused, and then scolded: "Since ancient times, officials and bandits have different families, I cannot surrender to the officials. A high-ranking official like you is our target of killing."

Zhang Liao smiled and asked with a funny look: "So, do you admit that you are a rioter?"

"No, we are the rebels. The sky is dead. Huang Tian should stand. This is our struggle and teaching. When today's minions are all the legs of the sky, we will sooner or later eliminate violence and safeguard the good and let Huang Tian's teachings spread throughout the world."

Hu Cai had heard a few ears about the Yellow Turban Doctrine. Even though the Zhang Jiao brothers had already been executed, the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army still shouted the slogan of the uprising loudly, and were still engaged in reactionary activities in the Han Dynasty.

The reason why he rejected Zhang Liao was already cunning. If he wanted to negotiate terms with Zhang Liao, he had to have some capital. He simply refused because he wanted Zhang Liao to give more benefits.

"So, are you going to be buried with the Yellow Turban Taoist?" Zhang Liao felt a headache. If Hu was a stubborn religious figure, his plan was destined to fetch water in a bamboo basket.

"No, I want to bury the Yellow Turban Doctrine. I don't understand the dogma of the Yellow Turban Doctrine, so I heard Guo Da say something, and I don't understand what it means."

Hu Cai said carelessly: "You are the prefect of a county. When you say something in Xihe County, it is like the emperor's imperial edict. As long as you reward us with some land, I will sell your life to you."
Chapter completed!