People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 362 Loyal Minister
Xiahou Yuan arrived on time, and when the city gate opened, he just led his troops out of the chaos.

But at this time, his body was covered in blood, his helmet had disappeared, and there were several wounds on his body that were visible to the naked eye. His hair was all disheveled. From his disheveled appearance, one could imagine how dangerous the battle he had experienced before was.

"Hurry, hurry, take the emperor and follow me out of the city!"

Xiahou Yuan didn't even dare to slow down. He rode his horse at full speed, shouting all the way.

The rest of the soldiers and generals responded hastily, escorting Liu Xie out of the city gate. Liu Xie just stood there in a daze, allowing himself to be manipulated, as if all the chaos and danger around him had nothing to do with him.

He watched Xiahou Yuan lead the crowd out of the city, but soon stopped again, because after Xiahou Yuan left the city, torches soon lit up in the darkness outside the city, and blocking their way was a silent and cold cavalry.

Seeing Xiahou Yuan's frozen face not far away, Liu Xie even felt a sense of inexplicable pleasure, not knowing whether it was because of his resentment towards Cao Cao.

The fall of Xuchang, the killing of soldiers, the defeat of the army, and the death of the general, could not make Liu Xie have the slightest empathy, let alone make him sad, because he knew that these things had nothing to do with him. Everything here belonged to the surname Cao.

Even the so-called Han Dynasty protected by the coalition forces was just an illusion. The Han Dynasty they wanted actually had nothing to do with themselves, the emperor of the Han Dynasty.
After repeated wanderings and disappointments, Liu Xie finally came to understand these things.

Traitors are more hateful than thieves. Damn it!
Liu Xie looked at everything with a sneer. He saw Xiahou Yuan roar and then lead his troops to charge towards the enemy camp with the determination to die. Then the two sides started a brutal and fierce battle.

The battlefield became more and more chaotic, and the soldiers who were protecting themselves were slowly drawn into the fighting. Liu Xie was like a small boat swaying from side to side in the wind and waves, and could capsize and sink at any time.

At this time, no one cares about him as the emperor.

But Liu Xie didn't care anymore. He just wanted to quietly watch the scene of Cao's defeat. As time passed, he did see that Cao's army was gradually being killed and forced to retreat. Under the terrifying combat power of the Yellow Turbans, Cao's army was completely unable to fight head-on.

What made Liu Xie even happier was that not long after, a sudden noise came from the distance behind him. It turned out that the Yellow Turbans had blocked their way again.

Now that both ends were blocked by the Yellow Turbans, no matter how Cao's army looked at it, it seemed that they had no way out.

Liu Xie couldn't help laughing, and as he laughed, he burst into laughter, and then two lines of tears flowed down his face.

On the noisy and chaotic battlefield, no one paid attention to him. Perhaps Cao's army would be defeated soon and he would be captured by the Yellow Turbans, or maybe the sword would have no mercy on him and he would die on the battlefield.

Liu Xie had already prepared himself mentally, and he would accept whatever the outcome was.

However, he did not notice that in the chaos, a man who looked like a soldier of Cao's army was walking and fighting, slowly approaching Liu Xie. After approaching him "inadvertently", the soldier grabbed Liu Xie's arm.

"Your Majesty, Xiahou Yuan has been defeated and killed. The army will be defeated soon. Xuchang will be lost. Follow me and flee!"

Liu Xie was startled, then turned around and saw a familiar face. At this moment, his tears burst out again. Seeing this person at this juncture, emotions of grievance and emotion burst out instantly.

There are few loyal ministers in this world who are truly loyal to the Liu family and to themselves, and Fu Xie is one of the few truly loyal ministers!
Fu Xie, disguised as a soldier, looked towards the center of the battlefield, where the Yellow Turban general had already raised a head and shouted for surrender. That head was Xiahou Yuan's. With the death of the commander, Cao's resistance would soon collapse.

There was not much time left for him, so Fu Xie dared not delay any longer and simply pulled Liu Xie away to the side of the battlefield.

This was a street in the city with houses on both sides. Just as the two men approached, one of the houses suddenly opened, and another Liu Xie ran out from it.

In fact, that was not Liu Xie, but a eunuch with a terrified look on his face. However, this time the eunuch had changed into the emperor's black robe, and looked somewhat like the emperor.

Liu Xie immediately realized what this meant, but before he could say anything, Fu Xie pushed him into the house.

Turning back, he saw Fu Xie instructing the eunuch and could vaguely hear words like "The Yellow Turbans treat prisoners well. Even if they know you are a fake, they will not do anything to you."

After giving these instructions, Fu Xie pushed the eunuch onto the battlefield, and then Fu Xie closed the door tightly.

Liu Xie was stunned and at a loss. Only then did he realize that there was another family living in this small, dilapidated house. At this moment, the whole family, young and old, were huddled in the corner, all staring at him and Fu Xie with wide eyes in horror. It was obvious that Fu Xie had done these things without anyone else's consent.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I just need a set of your clothes."

The situation was critical, but Fu Xie still did things with a calm mind, and Liu Xie just accepted Fu Xie's arrangements in a daze.

Soon, Fu Xie got a set of coarse linen clothes from this family. Liu Xie was not completely stupid. He knew to take off the black clothes and put them on without Fu Xie's command. Suddenly, he turned into an ordinary citizen with a handsome face, but there was still a great sense of incongruity.

Fu Xie was not polite either. He reached out and grabbed a handful of dirt and smeared it on Liu Xie's face, then ruffled his hair. He really looked like a common boy.

After leaving some money for the farmer, Fu Xie took Liu Xie out through the back door and disappeared into the dark night.

"After this battle, Xuchang fell into the hands of the Yellow Turbans. After they discovered that the emperor was an impostor, they would definitely continue their search. However, I had already secretly purchased a house in the city. Originally, I wanted to use it to guard against Cao Cao, but I didn't expect to use it on the Yellow Turbans first. Perhaps it could help Your Majesty escape this disaster."

The darkness provided an excellent cover for their actions. Fu Xie led him to sneak into the darkness while explaining the reasons.

Only then did Liu Xie realize that Fu Xie was secretly doing something for him.

This touched Liu Xie's heart. It turned out that Fu Xie was the only person he could truly rely on and trust.

"But Your Majesty is sorry to have to trouble us during this period of time. We cannot leave the city and can only wait for rescue inside the city." After turning around several times, Fu Xie pushed open the door of a dilapidated house, then looked back at the bustling city and sighed.

After many years, the Yellow Turbans came back to attack us again, and they were still as strong as ever.
(End of this chapter)