Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Liu Ye punched the wall with annoyance. He saw that the arrow was missed. Zhou Jun was still jumping alive and without a chance to shoot again. He panicked and hid in the Yellow Turban formation. Thinking of the military order I just made, I turned around to plead guilty to the army man behind him: "The villain missed the shot, please be punished!"

Junhou was full of disappointment and screamed that it was a pity that if Liu Ye could hit the thief with an arrow, the siege of the Licheng City might be resolved, preventing the swordsmen from meeting, but he could see clearly behind Liu Ye. Liu Ye's arrow went The momentum was fast and ruthless. Zhou Jun could not have been able to dodge it originally. It was a fluke to dodge this arrow only because he mounted Shen Jun under his hip and jumped a long distance. While he sighed, he also looked at Liu Ye with admiration. Even if the Han army came out in large numbers, those who could pull the three-stone strong bow were rare. Under the siege of the thieves, he would inevitably have the heart to love talents, and he wanted to be subordinate. If I would mention the crime again, I just punched Liu Ye's shoulder hard and said, "Unfortunately, if your kid shoots Zhou Jun, that would be a great achievement. But although you missed the arrow, you shot the thief army. Shuaiqi, boost my morale, so you can write a credit for your old sin!"

Liu Ye was overjoyed. Although the Han law was more lenient than the Qin law, he could punish private fights extremely severely. In particular, he was fighting against Pei, who was not weak in the county, and he was punished for a felony. According to the law, he must be exiled to the nine sides for labor service, or Fines, food, atonement, at this moment because of merits and exonerated, naturally overjoyed, repeatedly thanked Junhou Zuoyi.

At this time the words of the county magistrate, Song He, were passed on from person to person and shouted: "The county magistrate asked, who is the hero who shoots the arrow?"

Liu Ye took a deep breath and said loudly, "The archer is the son of the Liu family in the jade talisman, Liu Ye!"

At this time, people have a very strong clan concept, and one person's merits and demerits are related to the face of the whole clan. Before Liu Ye was convicted and discredited Liu's clan, now it is rare to perform meritorious service, so it is natural to boast the clan name.

Liu Ye's voice was loud and loud, and Song He heard it without anyone passing a word. He appreciated the arrow just now, and when he saw Liu Ye, he said again: "Please come forward to receive the reward."

Not long after, Liu Ye was led over, and he approached Song He. He was a sinner, and he dared not get up after the worship.

"The strong man, please!"

Song He was very friendly and helped Liu Ye to rise up personally. After seeing Liu Ye's appearance, he couldn't help but marvel at how young he was, and asked: "The hero is a young man, and the strongman is from Yufuli, but is it a Han clan? "

Liu Ye's expression was a little weird. He thought to himself that in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, people often asked Liu Bei about this scene. He couldn't help but laughed in his heart, and said deeply: "If you return to the county lord, Ye is the queen of King Chengyang."

Song He looked a little surprised. After King Chen Yangjing, although he was also a relative of the Han clan, he was only far away from Emperor Xiaoguangwu. King Chengyangjing was Liu Zhang, the grandson of Emperor Liu Bang, who was in the midst of killing the Lu family. Great work, the country was destroyed during Wang Mang’s new dynasty, but the Han clan kins and the country shared the same sorrow. When the thieves and soldiers were in trouble, they would naturally exert their strength. Therefore, he stroked Liu Ye’s back and said earnestly: " In the old days, the king of the city of Yangjing punished the violent Lu and helped the Han family. Today you shoot the thieves and you are also serving the emperor. I hope you will kill the thieves and do more. The county has its own reward!"

After that, he beckoned, and the county official on the side sang and said: "Liu Ye has merit, the county honors ten thousand dollars, and cloth three horses!"

Liu Ye hurriedly thanked him, and returned to the guarded city wall. The soldiers and prisoners on the left and right expressed joy and envy.

Licheng is adjacent to the Yellow River. In recent years, it has not suffered from floods. The weather is smooth. The price of rice is two hundred yuan and one stone. One stone is enough for one person for three months, and 10,000 yuan is enough to support twenty people for a year, and one piece of cloth is worth Three thousand six hundred dollars, equivalent to the county magistrate’s reward, is more than twenty thousand dollars. If you use this money to buy land, you can buy six acres of fertile land, and you will become a rich peasant.

However, Liu Ye didn’t take the ten thousand dollars in his eyes. Although he was a ranger who didn’t produce anything, there were not a few tycoons he met, and there were many people who drove money out of righteousness. As long as he was willing, let alone 20,000 dollars. It is not difficult to get a hundred thousand dollars. What he is thinking now is how to survive the chaos of the end of the Han Dynasty. The yellow turban drum horns outside the city sounded together and the attack began.

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Liu Ye shot his bow with great power, and the Yellow Turban thief army was frustrated with great fear, and he stepped back two miles before standing up.

Zhou Jun was in shock on his face, gritted his teeth and covered his shoulders. The armor on his shoulders was shattered, blood pressure from his fingers was constantly emerging, and the guards around him hurriedly applied medicine and bandages.

When the arrow was shot just now, he almost thought he was going to die. It was because of Liangju's spirituality under him that he took his life. Thinking of the loud shout of Chengtou Archer, he still had a lingering fear.

"Qu Shuai, is it all right?" A group of Yellow Turban generals rushed over to greet him.

Zhou Jun's face was pale and gritted his teeth: "The officer and the army were shameless. They wounded me with a dark arrow and passed the order of our army. The army will attack the city immediately. After breaking the city, kill it!"

A yellow-scarred general with a tough stature, a blue complexion and a mole on his lips, holding a ring-sword in his hand, said in a cold voice: "Our army came out of the giant deer and broke through the plains and counties, all the way invincible, and the Han officials fled without hope. The small county in Licheng dared to be a car with a praying mantle arm. Qu Shuai, I am willing to be a pioneer in Korean car riding, and dedicate the head of the county magistrate to the account."

Zhou Jun looked happy. Han Cheqi was a general under his command. He was originally a butcher in Pingyuan County. Later he believed in the Taipingdao. After the incident, a man attacked the county office with a butcher knife and killed the county lieutenant of Pingyuan County. With the bravery of Fan Kuai, he will be the pioneer. I believe that the city can only be broken today. He praised: "The rider is commendable. You will be the pioneer. When the Li County is captured, this commander promises you to seek the city first. Money and grain woman!"

As soon as this remark came out, the surrounding Yellow Turban generals all moved. Lixian is Guofu County, Jinan. There must be a lot of money and food in the city. Those who advance to the city naturally have the sweetness, and they have to ask for the vanguard.

The Korean car was riding with joy. He was afraid that others would take the lead, and he quickly accepted the general order. As he was about to leave with joy, Zhou Jun stopped him again: "Wait, this handsome has one more thing to do with you!"

The Korean car rider stopped when he heard the words. Zhou Jun glanced toward the city wall with a sullen expression. He raised his injured shoulder and said with a fierce look: "Catch the handsome guy alive, this handsome will cook him by himself!"

"Telling!"

The Korean car rider grinned on his face, clasped his fists and shook his armor. Then he ran to his head and shouted from a distance, "Come with me!"

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The drums rumbled and the horns rang.

The yellow turban army outside the city formed a wild goose-shaped formation, pressing on the wall in a neat and uniform footstep. It was different from the formation just now. At this time, the momentum of the yellow turban army changed abruptly. The sharp blade was dazzling, and the vigor of Pozhou Kexian since the outbreak of the incident was full and full. The defenders on the city were oppressed by the imposing manner before they even fought.

On the city wall, the sound of the Han army drums gradually sank, and the archers silently stepped forward with their bows and arrows resting on the strings.

Liu Ye held the three-stone carving bow and couldn't help swallowing. He thought he was not a brave person like Zhao Zilong. Watching the yellow turban army approaching, he suddenly felt as if he was climbing up while riding a roller coaster. People want to yell, but the military rules are strict. Before the battle, making a small noise is the crime of decapitating the army, and the Yellow Turban army is not fast or slow, just listen to the rumbling of the footsteps, which can be counted. Only advance can go further, this kind of slowly approaching, the feeling of living like a year, makes people's spirits collapse several times.