"Just miscellaneous soldiers!" Li Tiao said with a dark face. At this time, he had already seen many Huangjinqushuai who also did not want to be soldiers and went home to work in the fields. ¡÷
"Everyone who has become a gang by refining qi, follow me. Go to the city to protect Duke Xuande first!" After Li Tiao killed more than a dozen soldiers one after another, he found that he had many acquaintances one after another, so he immediately took out his commander-in-chief's weapon. The momentum roared.
With Li Tiao's call, more than a dozen people who had refined their Qi into a gang soon followed Li Tiao towards the center of the city.
The people in Fenggao were basically either the Taishan bandits who once had nothing or the Yellow Turbans who had nothing. But now these people who finally have clothes, shelter and food find that someone wants to make themselves nothing again. All the men picked up their original weapons and walked out of their homes to fight with Yuan Shaojun and the private soldiers of the family.
It has to be said that the Yellow Turbans are definitely no less powerful than ordinary elites when fighting for their beliefs, not to mention that many of the Yellow Turbans in high positions are Yellow Turban commanders who are tired of war.
"But in order to regain his weapons for his hometown, he picked up the guy and started fighting. His fighting power was still very high. It took almost no time to clear the entire street.
The people in Fenggao are generally obedient people, but if you look at their background, you will know that few of these people were good guys in the past few years. They either fought against the Taishan Bandits or the Yellow Turban Army.
In the past few years, they have cultivated their moral character and seemed to be docile citizens. But now they find out that someone wants to take back everything they have, and kill them with weapons. In this era where anything warm and nourished can be turned into a weapon, who doesn't have a family? Hide some swords, guns and spears.
The 300,000 people in Fenggao City directly turned out to be more than 100,000 capable soldiers. In an instant, Fenggao, which has always been famous for its prosperity, turned into a huge military camp. It completely makes people understand what the concept of folk customs is.
Since then, the private soldiers of the aristocratic families led by Han Xun and the army united with Yuan Shaojun have instantly become a joke. They are no match for the high-end city management troops. The number of people cannot compare with the vast ocean of common people.
What¡¯s even more embarrassing is that he is no better than the generals but also the common people in Mount Tai. Huang Jinqu is seventy or eighty handsome. Each one was refined into a gang. When they were first integrated, one-third of them did not want to be soldiers and went home to farm. Chen Xi must manage this kind of highly dangerous people.
Nowadays, all the guys who go home to farm are just like ordinary people in Taishan, just like Li Damu who has no idea that Li Tiao refined his Qi into a gang.
"Brother Li, I saw someone commanding this group of rebels." A man with a yellow scarf on his head was looking around and accidentally caught a glimpse of Han Xun. Compared with the time before when he was commanding the yellow scarf. Just understand what the other person is doing.
"Commander?" Li Tiao grinned, "Where? Brothers, copy the guy and kill him, regardless of whether it's true or not."
"Hooray!" A group of yellow scarf commanders all picked up their weapons, including swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes and sledgehammers. Among them were bricks, sap sacks, forks and sickles, hoes, nails and rakes
A dozen or so Huangjin Qushuai who had become powerful by refining their Qi all jumped onto the roof, hiding in the shadows and cautiously leaning on it. The moment they approached Han Xun's head, more than a dozen people jumped down with bricks, sacks, and sap sticks. All kinds of weapons came down directly.
Poor Han Xun, whose martial arts skills may not be inferior to those of ordinary Qi refining, ended up being attacked by a dozen shameless people of the same level. He was put into a sack and raped without even asking who the other person was. Knocked out.
As for the dozens of personal guards guarding Han Xun. He didn't react at all when the blow suddenly came, and was all hacked to death by this group of ruthless people.
"It's unmistakable. It's a big fish, and all the guys next to it are wearing inner armor." Li Tiao said with a grin. Then he stretched out his hand to peel off the inner armor of this group of Yuan Shaojun. The habit of more than ten years was vividly displayed at this moment.
"The wind is tight, pull!" After taking off a few inner armors, Yuan Shaojun, who had his general killed, finally reacted and immediately rushed towards the dozen assassins.
After a period of fighting, a dozen or so yellow turban Qushuai fought their way out of the siege carrying sacks with some minor injuries. The army without anyone to command was a chaotic battle, and the suppression of Yun Qi was obviously much weaker.
"Stop whoever comes!" A group of more than a dozen people yelled, grabbing weapons and killing Yuan Shaojun and private soldiers of the family who were not wearing yellow scarves. They rushed straight to the center of Fenggao City, and then bumped into the city management troops. On the head.
"This seems to be the group of guys who patrol all day long." Xue Zhou grabbed two sickles and ran into the city management troops. After a collision, he turned over and backed away, staring at the infantry on the opposite side who were wearing silver armor and carrying heavy shields.
"It seems to be those guys." Chen Hong, who was holding the rake, also jumped back after a collision.
The dozen or so people all retreated, grabbing weapons and weapons.?Confrontation.
"Who are you? I don't remember that there are such skilled soldiers among our soldiers, and your weapons." Qin Qi led a hundred city management troops and confronted the Yellow Turban Qushuai led by Li Tiao.
"This guy seems to be Qin Qi. I saw this guy two days ago when I was selling vegetables." Zhang Du looked at Qin Qi with his hoe and whispered to Li Tiao.
Compared with the clean appearance of the city management troops, Li Tiao's side was just messing around. Not to mention the various weapons, even rakes and sickles were agricultural tools. There was no way that when the Yellow Turbans rose up, these guys They are all useful for whatever reason. After using them for more than ten years, they are comparable to ordinary magic weapons, and they have never been replaced. However, these guys are all serious about refining Qi into Gang.
"The people leading these people are the common people in the city. The one carrying the hoe is the vegetable seller Zhang, the one holding the sickle is the boss Xue of the teahouse, and the one holding the gun seems to be Brother Li who walks the streets and works on construction." The city management patrols all day long. The troops all knew each other, and they quickly identified that these people were all ordinary people in the city.
"Hey, Lao Qin, I want to ask you something, is Mr. Xuande okay?" Li Tiao also knew that the freeze at this time was not the same thing. After someone behind him confirmed that the other party was indeed the city management force, he asked.
"It's okay, we are cracking down on rebellion, what about you?" Qin Qi stared at Li Tiaoyan and said concisely.
"Everyone who dares to rebel against Xuande will be killed by us! Ni Ying, throw that guy in your sack over." Li Tiao said to the guy carrying the sack and the sap behind him.
"Gulu." Fan Zhe didn't hesitate much and threw away the big sack that he had warmed for many years.
"What is this?" Qin Qi asked.
"A command of the enemy army." Li Tiao said without changing his expression. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!