Three Kingdoms: The Yellow Turbans finally revolt

Chapter 60

Liu Qing approached with his horse, seeing such a strange scene, he slowed down a little bit, but he was still on guard in his heart to prevent them from suddenly rushing towards them.

When they got closer and stopped their horses, they realized that they were completely overwhelmed. At first, they thought that the Yellow Turbans saw that their charge was too powerful, so they chose to give up resistance directly. Now it seems that they have no strength to resist at all.

There are no more than a hundred people with horses, and only a few hundred people with combat power. Most of them are old and weak women and children.

Liu Qing quickly judged that this was not a Yellow Turban army, but a group of violent refugees.

After the Yellow Turban Uprising, the grassroots governance system was almost destroyed wherever it went. Officials either fled or were killed. No one governed or arrested robbers.

Instead of being crushed and perishing silently, they gathered together to crush others, so bandits swarmed, bandits swarmed, and refugees swarmed away, like a swarm of locusts, wherever they went, where they robbed, where they ate, dozens Hundreds of people can still resist, if thousands of people, how can they be stopped.

So the disaster of the Yellow Turbans is far from being as simple as the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans.

Liu Qing was faced with another headache. If it was the imperial army, it might be very simple to deal with it—the great victory of Fanyang, killing eight thousand enemies.

Zhao Yun led the cavalry to kill, stopped beside Liu Qing, looked at Liu Qing, and waited for orders.

"Are you Peng Hu?" Liu Qing looked at the man in the red robe and asked. The red cloak was snatched from somewhere, and it was very eye-catching.

"The little people are Peng Hu." Peng Hu raised his head and looked at Liu Qing, "The little people are here to coerce the people, killing and looting all the way, doing all kinds of evil. These civilians are all under my control. Now the general is cornered. Please behead the general. I will face justice!"

Liu Qing was a little surprised, sure enough there were all kinds of birds in the forest, and there were some who asked to die.With his modern thinking, it is difficult to understand that the people of the Han Dynasty valued loyalty, filial piety, propriety and righteousness more than life, and countless people died for these integrity.

"Where are you from?"

"I'm from Pingyuan County, which was governed by Wei Yangqiu, the former Sili school." Peng Hu said.

Very strange answer, Pingyuan County is Pingyuan County, why should Sili Xiaowei Yangqiu be advanced in advance?

Did he know that Yang Qiu had arrested and executed Wang Fu's family?Be kind to me in disguise?

impossible!
"Why are you mentioning Yang Qiu?" Liu Qing asked directly.

"When Duke Yang governed the plains, he imposed severe punishments and punished corruption, making the plains peaceful and peaceful. Everyone understands the law and fears it. I, Peng Hu, also understand that murderers die, but I have no fear of death!"

That's it, I'm afraid I met Yang Qiu's fans, and that Yang Qiu is the number one fan of Shen Buhai, a typical legalist school, and the law is almost to the point of being harsh. He personally went to the prison and tortured him. He went through the five major torture methods. He was beaten to death and his body was displayed at the gate of the city. There was also a sign: Wang Fu, the thief minister.

The means are simply extremely cruel, very pleasing to the eye!

Zhu Ling also arrived, stopped his horse, held his sword tightly, and glared at him angrily.

Even if he rushed up and chopped Peng Hu off on the spot, Liu Qing would not be surprised.

"Wenbo, this is not the Yellow Turban Army, but a group of refugees." Liu Qing said.

"Even if you're a refugee, it's a disaster for the village. Killing innocent people indiscriminately is an unforgivable crime, Peng Hu! Why did you kill my father!" Zhu Ling scolded angrily.

Peng Hu looked at the young man in front of him, but he didn't have any impression. He killed many people along the way. How would he know who was whose father and who was whose son.

"Peng Hu knows that he is full of evil, and since he knows that I will kill your father, he can behead me." Peng Hu wanted to die with all his heart, and he no longer cared at whose hands he would die.

Zhu Ling dismounted immediately upon hearing the words, walked towards Peng Hu, and drew his sword.

"What else do you have to say!" Zhu Ling put his sword on Peng Hu's shoulder and asked indifferently.

Peng Hu didn't look at Zhu Ling, but instead looked at Liu Qing, "If possible, please die by law!"

Peng Hu's last wish was to demand that he be executed according to the law, instead of being killed by revenge. What is this?The concept of the rule of law?

Peng Hu and Zhu Ling looked at Liu Qing together, and even Zhao Yun also looked at Liu Qing.

Liu Qing suddenly raised the Chixiao Sword in his hand, "This is the sword of Gaozu. In the past, when Gaozu entered Xianyang, he made three chapters of laws with the people. Among them, some murderers died. Although Peng Hu is a bandit, I respect him for his bravery. You can slash him with the sword of Gaozu to show his method, but since I promised you to be the first to avenge the murder of your father, the right to choose is yours!"

Liu Qing's first consideration was, of course, his own reputation and the bet agreement with Zhu Ling.

At the same time, Liu Qing also thought that Zhu Ling was a very public-minded person, killing people was for the public, and beheading himself for revenge was for selfishness. Liu Qing also wanted to see how he would choose.

After all, this kind of test is not like Yuan Benchu's, it's a good thing to test him.

Looking back, Zhu Ling immediately made a choice, and his words were sonorous: "The revenge of killing my father is irreconcilable. I want to kill this thief myself!"

Zhu Ling raised the sword high and hovered in mid-air, trying to cut it off many times, but it seemed that there was a force pulling him.

He hesitated.

Murder is for the sake of the public, and personal killing for revenge is for selfishness.

Zhu Ling gritted his teeth and slashed the sword down!

A strand of hair fell to the ground, Zhu Ling stayed on the sword and ground, knelt in front of the sword, and groaned: "Father, I have no courage in literature and art, and I can't kill thieves with my hands!"

Then he looked at Liu Qing with red eyes, and said word by word: "General, please punish this thief and bring justice to my father!"

Liu Qing got off his horse and went forward, showing the Chixiao sword to the public, "I am a descendant of Gaozu, the great-great-grandson of Emperor Suzong Xiaozhang, the nephew of Emperor Huan, and the son of Bohai King Liu Kui. This is the sword of Chixiao, the sword of Gaozu!"

As soon as Liu Qing said a word, and revealed the identity of [Gaozu Miao descendant], Zhao Yun led all the cavalry to dismount, knelt down on one knee, and faced Liu Qing.

The refugees who were already kneeling prostrated themselves on the ground.

"Although there is no court today, I will pronounce you guilty of murder in the name of Gao Zujian, and you will be beheaded!"

Peng Hu was speechless, just closed his eyes, even if he died, he also died in peace.

The sword rises, the sword falls, and the head falls to the ground.

System: The lord beheaded [Peng Hu]

Income: force +0.54, current force 83.64
Zhu Ling was kneeling with his own sword, but when he saw Peng Hu's head on the ground, he knelt on his knees and knelt down to Liu Qing, "Zhu Ling is not talented, thanks to the general's kindness, he has to avenge his father, and the general's great wisdom, Blame me for being stupid, Zhu Ling is willing to keep the agreement and follow the general!"

It's understandable to avenge my father, why are you praising my wisdom again?Intelligence is still my shortcoming.

Liu Qing stepped forward to help Zhu Ling up, "Get up! You all get up too!"

The cavalry stood up in unison, but the refugees remained kneeling.

"I also admire the public spirit of Wenbo. With the talents of Wenbo, there will be great achievements in the future!" Liu Qing replied.

"My lord, I will follow you to conquer the Yellow Turban from today!" Zhu Ling said, and the two walked towards Liu Qing's mount together.

"My lord, get on the horse!" Zhu Ling pulled Liu Qing's war horse in front of Liu Qing, and held the stirrup for him.

Zhao Yun looked at Zhu Ling thoughtfully.

　The new month is coming, licking my face and begging for a wave of guaranteed monthly tickets for December haha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)