Chapter 20 Killing the General and Capturing the Flag

Zhou Wen's head fell to the ground, blood sprayed from his neck, and the headless body fell to the ground after a while. The surrounding supervisors all looked terrified and did not dare to approach Liu Ye within ten steps.

You must know that Zhou Wen is the commander of Zhou Jun's personal army. He is usually arrogant and brave, but now Liu Ye cut off his head with three moves and two moves. Which of these supervising teams would dare to step forward? Liu Ye didn't say much, and headed towards Zhou Jun and killed him.

"Three days ago, an arrow failed to kill you. It is considered your fate. Can you still escape today?"

The heavy rain was pouring, and Liu Ye held the long lance in his hand. The rain had already washed away the blood on the long lance, but there was still a faint trace of blood. Although Zhou Jun was wearing an iron armor, his hair was disheveled, and his five fingers were shaking while holding the sword handle. He saw the scene of death in his eyes, and he was already terrified at this moment.

Zhou Jun trembled and said: "Liu Yuqing is the commander of the Yellow Turban, a direct disciple of a great virtuous master. If you take refuge in him, I will recommend you as a commander. If you killed my general and killed my brother before, you can forget the past."

Liu Ye couldn't help laughing loudly: "A real man should carry a three-foot sword in his life, and he will make an indelible achievement. Your life is in my hands, you thief chieftain. How dare you order me to be a thief?"

After saying that, Liu Ye's face turned serious, and the long lance flew out in his hand. Zhou Jun drew his sword to resist, but how could he resist? Even though Zhou Jun was wearing iron armor, Liu Ye flipped his wrist and turned the tip of the lance lightly. This is an ingenious move inherited from the Eight Great Spears, called "Spiral Strength".

The spiral passed through the body, piercing through the armor leaves on the iron armor immediately, and then passed through Zhou Jun's body effortlessly, and passed through Zhou Jun's back. Changzhang didn't know how many people's blood was stained today, and the distance between Zhou Jun and Liu Ye was only three steps away, and he could even see the thickness of each other's eyebrows.

Click!

Just as the big corner was dripping, a bolt of lightning crashed down from the dark clouds, bringing light to the land in the melee for a moment. Everyone involuntarily looked towards Liu Ye and Zhou Jun, only to see the long spear in Liu Ye's hand Passing through Zhou Jun's body, Liu Ye's eyes were like lightning, and Zhou Jun vomited blood, so it was clear at a glance who would win.

"Master, are you dead?"

In the supervisory team, a weak voice sounded, and the yellow scarf soldiers who were in confusion suddenly became a mess.

"The handsome is dead!"

"Liu Yuqing is a fierce tiger in the mountains, unrivaled in manpower."

As the saying goes, the three armies can win the commander, but the individual cannot win the ambition. However, Liu Ye was so powerful that he killed Zhou Wen first, and then Zhou Jun. The elite momentum of the Yellow Turban Army was immediately taken away, and he dropped the weapon in his hand and fled in all directions.

Liu Ye looked at the rain-soaked flag in front of him, and slashed hard on the flagpole with his ring head knife. A huge flag suddenly broke from it, and fell down with a creaking sound. The huge flag just covered Zhou Jun's body.

At this time, someone under his command had already stepped forward, cut off the heads of Zhou Jun and Zhou Wen, and offered them with both hands. Liu Ye tied the two heads around his waist, and the two heads were dead, adding a sense of evil to Liu Ye.

At this time Wu De leaned forward and said happily, "Brother, what are you doing with these two dead heads?"

Liu Ye smiled slightly: "If these two dead heads are used well, they are better than thousands of troops. By the way, although Zhou Jun is dead now, there are tens of thousands of yellow scarf thieves. After all, they are centipedes. , let's go and destroy the food and siege equipment of the Yellow Turban Thieves!"

At this time, the yellow turban thieves fled in all directions, and the supervising team who fled first had passed the news of Zhou Jun's killing to more people's ears. More and more yellow turban thieves fell into chaos, and they were full of fear for Liu Ye.

"Liu Ye killed Zhou Shuai!"

"Liu Ye, with three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, stretched out his hand and crushed Shuai Zhou to death!"

"Liu Ye is the descendant of the Nandou Immortal, and he wants to fight with the great virtuous teacher. He pinched the yellow talisman to attract thunder and killed Zhou Shuai!"

The Yellow Turban Bandits became more and more mysterious, describing Liu Ye as more and more terrifying. Some people took advantage of the topic and said that the lightning that fell from the sky was caused by Liu Ye's actions. Even more chaotic, everyone was terrified and spinning around without thinking.

Suddenly, someone from the south shouted: "Liu Ye is here!"

The yellow turban thieves who gathered here numbered at least a thousand, but after hearing this sentence, they turned their heads and ran away in terror. And a Han army came from the south, especially the leading general, who was holding a long spear and had two heads hanging from his waist. The yellow turban thief with sharp eyes recognized the true colors of the two heads and was even more frightened.

"That's Shuai Zhou's head, Shuai Zhou's head!" The yellow turban thieves trampled on each other and pushed each other. The rain made the soil soft, and some people's feet sank in as soon as they softened. The crowd pushed him down to the ground, and he stepped on it without knowing how many feet, only to hear dull voices being drowned in the crowd, the back of the yellow scarf was crushed, and he fell face-to-face in the mud, The nasal cavity is full of wet mud, so there is no life left.

"Catch two people and ask where the grain and siege equipment are." Liu Ye gave an order, and several rangers who rushed forward paired up, held several yellow scarf thieves by their arms and brought them to him.

"Brother Liu, please spare your life."

The yellow turban thief who was escorted in front of Liu Ye's legs softened and knelt down in the wet mud, facing the four eyes of the two heads of Zhou Jun and Zhou Wen at his waist, each of which was wide open, especially in the rainy night. Overwhelmed with fear.

Liu Ye said in a deep voice: "Let me ask you, where are you storing grain and grass and siege equipment? If you take me there, I will spare your life."

The yellow scarf thief originally thought he was going to die, but he didn't expect there was still a ray of life, so he really asked and answered.

With the Yellow Turban Bandits leading the way, Liu Ye and the others found the food and grass with ease. At this time, it had been raining heavily for a while, and the rain was gradually thinning out. There were not a few drops on his shoulders, and it happened to wash away the blood on Liu Ye's body. , but the strong smell of blood still exists.

There is a huge pile of grain and grass in front of me. Although it rained before, it was properly stored by the Yellow Turban Thieves, so it is still dry. However, the wheat grass is piled up like a mountain. You must know that this is the grain and grass used by tens of thousands of troops. Pass. In addition to the yellow and orange grain and fodder, there are dozens of crudely made ladders piled up in other places.

Liu Ye looked at the grain and grass in front of him and waved his hand.

"Burned."

"Burn? This is food!"

Wu De yelled sharply, quite reluctantly.