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Text Chapter 414 The surrender of the Yellow Turbans

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    Guan Hai walked out of the tent with a calm expression while carrying the spear. The yellow scarf that was originally surrounding the tent automatically made way for Guan Hai. He just stared at Guan Hai silently and followed Guan Hai towards the outside of the camp.  .

    Riding on the big maroon horse sent by Guan Yu, Guan Hai pulled the reins and rushed out of the camp.

    The Yellow Turban Qushuai behind him also tried their best to catch up. A few hundred meters away was where Guan Yu and his cavalry were standing.

    "Guan Hai, you are indeed trustworthy." From a distance, Guan Yu felt an inner energy that was no weaker than Hua Xiong's. When he saw the opponent's horse charging out, Guan Yu understood that the opponent was Liao Hua's.  Guan Hai.

    Guan Hai reached the place where Guan Yu was more than a hundred steps away, pulled the reins, and saluted Guan Yu with a fist, "General Guan, I heard that you are highly skilled in martial arts. I, Guan Hai, believe that I also have this kind of inner energy. I hope that General can fight with me. In the end,  A good general can come up with the most powerful tricks, let me see them."

    "Okay!" Guan Yu Danfeng opened his eyes and glanced at Guan Hai up and down. What he liked most was this kind of loyal person, especially Guan Hai's current spirit of calmly dying was very appealing to Guan Yu, so he originally planned to save him.  Guan Yu, who was in charge of Guan Hai, did not hesitate at all.

    Mentioning his Qinglong Yanyue Sword, Guan Yu stroked his beard with his left hand, "Guan Hai, I have a move called 'Qinglong Yanyue'. I once cut off the Leling city wall with this move. Guan Hai, please be careful."

    After speaking, only a dragon roar was heard, and a ball of blue light suddenly burst out from Guan Yu's body. The sword spirit also flew out of the Qinglong Yanyue sword. A green dragon bit the head of the sword directly, and the dragon's body was wrapped around the entire long handle. Originally,  The flowing spring breeze stopped.  It rolled up with Guan Yu as the center, and a depressing atmosphere could be felt throughout the entire kilometer radius.

    "This is my power, Guan Hai, take the move!" Guan Yu roared.  He pulled the reins and rushed directly towards Guan Hai. The person who wanted to do it was unaware of it, just look at these three swords.

    Guan Yu, who was holding up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, pulled a very long phantom and rushed toward Guan Hai without any cover.

    On the other side, although Guan Hai came with the determination to die, he also wanted to see what kind of strength he had in this world, so he naturally summoned up all his inner energy and stabbed out a single shot.

    ¡¾Well done!  ] Guan Yu laughed in his heart.  What he feared most was that Guan Hai would commit suicide when he came up, or else he would come just to be killed, in which case Guan Yu would want to save Guan Hai.  It's impossible not to be exposed.

    Guan Hai's grab seemed to be assisted by a god. It hit the blade of Guan Yu's sword by great coincidence, and happened to deflect Guan Yu's blow. The blow with huge destructive power directly opened a nearly hundred-meter sword on the ground.  The mouth of rice.  Then pieces of gravel and dirt flew into the sky.

    In an instant, smoke, dust and fog enveloped the entire battlefield.  Most of the Yellow Turban Qushuai could not see the scene inside.

    Guan Yu missed a single blow, but was not discouraged at all. He swung his horse and struck again. Guan Hai once again deflected the attack like a god possessing him. On the earth, centered a few meters away from where Guan Hai was riding his horse,  Guan Yu's two swords cut out a huge gap of several hundred meters.

    However, two consecutive attacks on the earth have caused the entire battlefield to be filled with dust, at least if there are no civil servants to blow away the sand.  No one present could see clearly.

    "Guan Hai, take my last move!" Guan Yu shouted loudly from the dust.  Then a dragon roared, and a huge green blade burst out from the dust. With a roar, no sound came from the battlefield where Guan Yu and Guan Hai were fighting.

    I don¡¯t know which Yellow Turban cried out first, and then the whole Yellow Turban camp was filled with voices of ¡°Hello, Daqu Shuai!¡±

    A gust of wind swept by. Among the two people fighting on the battlefield, only Guan Yu and his horse stood bleakly in the center of the battlefield, while Guan Hai fell to the ground, with his spear stuck on the ground, and the big maroon horse was so lonely.  Standing next to Guan Hai.

    Wei Yan and Guan Ping, who had been arranged by Guan Yu early, ran over quickly carrying a huge coffin. They put Guan Hai, who didn't have a single wound on his body, into the coffin, and then closed the coffin lid. Why did this coffin have a bottom?  Two air inlets, what's going on?

    "You yellow turbans, listen up. My lord Liu Xuande respects Hai's loyalty. From today on, your past mistakes will be forgotten, and you will also return to my people! However, if you dare to do it again in the future, you will not show mercy!"  Guan Yu's words spread like thunder for more than ten miles, and most of the Yellow Turbans heard Guan Yu's words, and millions of Yellow Turbans suddenly cried and laughed.

    "I beg General Guan to allow us to sacrifice to Commander Daqu." Du Yuan took off all his weapons and knelt in front of Guan Yu and said. Even though Du Yuan was smart, he never thought about the situation where Guan Hai was not dead.

    "That's right." Guan Yu glanced at Du Yuan, probably because he saved a righteous man, in a good mood, and although his voice sounded majestic, it was not cold, "Guan Hai will also enter the Jingling Hall. When the time comes, if you are willing to go, you can worship together."

    "Thank you, General Guan." Du Yuan kowtowed to Guan Yu solemnly.

    Guan Yu sighed and glanced back at the huge coffin. He knew very well that the person Du Yuan was knocking was not him, but Guan Hai, who he thought was dead. Just like Zang Ba back then, the incense of the big leader would never end.  It is true that the four seasons worship, Guan Hai will probably enjoy this treatment in the future.

    What happened after that was exactly the same as what happened after the big leader died. Under Guan Hai's huge prestige, the Yellow Turbans calmly accepted Taishan's management and quietly waited for Taishan's rescue. The people's hearts were not full, at least not  Will be incited.

    In May 193, Guan Yu pacified Qingzhou, and began to open up wasteland with the surrounding areas, re-measured the land, and distributed it to the poor. At the same time, he began to bulldoze various cities that did not meet the standards for reconstruction. A large number of newly subdued people entered a period of work-for-relief.  .

    Building cities, digging rivers, reclaiming wasteland, building residential areas, and building roads. According to the plans of Chen Xi and others, a large amount of materials were invested in the land of Qingzhou, and the large amount of strategic materials originally reserved were once again consumed.

    However, Chen Xi, who had returned to Mount Tai at this time, felt much better looking at the empty warehouse. The supplies he had saved for more than two years were all invested this time. After the summer grain harvest, Liu Bei no longer had to worry about food for a short time.  The problem is solved, and finally we can officially prepare to conquer the world.

    Looking at the drizzle in the sky, Chen Xi silently moved his hand. He had already determined that his spiritual talent was indeed as he had guessed at the beginning. In the area of ??several states, only Liu Xuande's rule did not cause severe drought.  Although it is not a prosperous year, it is not a disaster either.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!

    ps: I received a lot of push this afternoon, and I finally got it
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