Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

"What!" Meng Bao's palm trembled, and the wine lord in his hand fell to the ground.

"Meng Shuai, Gaotang City is lost, there are countless officers and soldiers."

The rout soldiers who had escaped from Gaotang City knelt on the ground, covered in blood.

Meng Bao frowned. He had been steady since occupying the Pingyuan Kingdom. Although he had heard that Liu Ye had appeared in Qingzhou to stir the situation, after all, Meng Bao didn't take it seriously because of the Yellow River. He had long been thinking of being a mountain king, and now Guangzong City's general Zhang Liang was besieged and sent envoys to ask for help, but Meng Bao just didn't see it.

Are you kidding me? Seventy to eighty thousand people in Guangzong City are stuck in it. What little splash can the tens of thousands of people under his command afford? In this plain city, it's so **** fun to drink good wine and play with beauties.

After all, Meng Bao is a handsome man with a yellow turban. He just pushed the beauty in his arms out, rushed forward, and grabbed the collar of the ruined man. The bridge of his nose almost touched the face of the ruined man, and the mouth exhaled heat. .

"How many people are there in the official army, and who is the leader?"

He was taken aback by the fright, Meng Bao used his hand to turn his face purplish, and hurriedly shouted: "There are officials on all sides of the city. I don't know how many people there are. I am afraid that it will be the victorious officer in Qingzhou. , Killing the Plains is coming!"

Meng Bao was furious, and threw the rout out with a grunt.

"Close the gates on all sides, and no officer or soldier is allowed to enter."

Meng Bao gave an order, and the gate of Pingyuan City was immediately closed. The yellow turban thief who usually did nothing in the city also hurriedly put on his clothes, picked up the soldiers and rushed to the city head, and stood on the top of the city.

The city gate was closed for a full day, but there was no one outside the city. When it was night, only a small man could be seen walking towards the city.

The little leader of the Yellow Turban thief who defended the city suddenly came to his mind: "Don't sleep! Here is someone, his mother's archer, come up to Lao Tzu."

Most of the Yellow Turban thieves were short-armed, but they also contained a lot of archers in the army, and Taiping believers also had hunters, so there were still some archers. A dozen archers were lying on the city’s head and shooting their bows. , There were pawns around raising torches, and the fire flickered on the city.

And at this time, relying on the light of the fire from a distance, I could see exactly who was under the city. I saw a group of more than a dozen people wrapped in yellow scarfs, and they looked like they were in the same robe.

But the little yellow turban thief leader still didn't dare to be careless. He grabbed a bow and arrow, swished and shot it out. The arrow shot towards the man in front of him, thanks to a strong man behind him swinging the knife. With this arrow, he survived.

"You are crazy? Take a good look at who this handsome is!"

Wang Hun finally rushed to the head of Pingyuan City. Just about to take his breath, he shot an arrow in the face. Fortunately, this "Zhang Dun" saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise he would have to be shot to death on the spot.

The little head of the Yellow Turban thief frowned and threw down a torch. Zhang Dun stretched out his hand and picked it up. Wang Hun's fat face was reflected in red, but his strong and calm appearance looked a little funny.

The little leader of the Yellow Turban thief was taken aback: "Wang Shuai? Aren't you in Gaotang City?"

Wang Hun yelled: "You bastard, I didn't know that the officers and soldiers had rushed into Gaotang City. If it hadn't been for Ben Shuaifu to run out, his head would stay in Gaotang City."

The little boss scratched his head: "Wang Shuai, this black lamp is blind, I..."

"Don't talk nonsense, open the city gate quickly, this commander has important things to explain to Meng Shuai, emergency military affairs!"

"But Meng Shuai has an order, not to open the city gate during the day and night, and the offender shall be killed immediately, and I am also..."

Wang Hun was furious: "Open the door quickly. The emergency military situation is delayed. How many heads do you have enough to cut?"

The little boss had no choice but to open the city gate and let Wang Hun and his party walk into the city. Without talking nonsense, Wang Hun went straight to the handsome mansion, which was the former county guard mansion.

The guards of the county guard's mansion also knew Wang Hun and naturally put him in, but Zhang Dunyi and others stayed outside.

Meng Bao was worrying about how to deal with the officials and soldiers, and was surprised and delighted when he saw Wang Hun running in.

"Wang Hun, you kid is not dead yet?"

Wang Hun squeezed the fat on his face, and forced two lines of tears from his eyes: "Meng Shuai, I almost couldn't see you."

Meng Bao hugged Wang Hun excitedly, his expression suddenly changed, and he put his foot on Wang Hun's stomach, and kicked the back of his head to the floor. This kick stunned Wang Hun.

"Gaotang City was captured by the official army, and there are tens of thousands of people who stick to the four gates. How did you come out? Is it possible that you surrendered to the court and betrayed the great wise teacher!"

Meng Bao held the handle of the knife with one hand, and under the force, the joints protruded, and the finger bones creaked and made a crisp sound. It seemed that as long as Wang Hun dared to say a word, this knife would cut off his head.

Wang Hun was taken aback, and suddenly howled, kneeling on the ground, rubbing the floor step by step, holding Meng Bao tightly with both hands, and touching Meng Bao's trousers with tears and nose.

"Meng Shuai! How could Wang Hun betray the great sage and mentor, I can only escape from birth to life and death by my brothers."

"They are outside, if you don't believe me, call in and ask!"

Seeing Wang Hun being wronged, Meng Bao slowly let go of the hand holding the handle of the knife, and hesitated: "Really so, how come you haven't been caught by the army? I've escaped from Gaotang. I heard there, the officers and soldiers surrounded the gates on all sides, and there were thousands of people."

Wang Hun choked, "Shuai Meng, don’t listen to their nonsense. Although the officers and soldiers encircled the gates on all sides, there were only more than a thousand people. They all rushed into the city with cavalry and drove everyone out. The rest of the pawns blocked the city. Cut the door, where do they know how many officers and soldiers there are."

Meng Bao frowned: "Is there really only a thousand people?"

Wang Hun hurriedly nodded: "I pledged by Xiangshang that there are no more than a thousand officers and soldiers, and there are tens of thousands of soldiers in Pingyuan City. If Meng Shuai leads them, the officers and soldiers will be wiped out."

Meng Bao didn't dare to believe in Wang Hun's words, so he let Wang Hun get out first, thinking alone in the brightly lit county guard mansion.

Wang Hun was kicked out, but he finally saved his life.

"Brother Zhang, you can rest assured to follow this commander. Meng Shuai always respects this commander. Following this commander, sooner or later I will let you be a personal commander." Wang Hun cried bitterly at Meng Bao, but straightened his back to Zhang Dun. He still looks handsome.

Zhang Dun arched his hands: "Wang Shuai escaped from the dead, and there will be a blessing if he survives a catastrophe, and he should follow Wang Shuai to the death."

Wang Hun was very happy. He turned around and headed to a rich family house arranged for him by Meng Bao, while Zhang Dun showed a mysterious smile.

The night was still peaceful, and the gates of Pingyuan City were tightly closed.