People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 366 Unwilling
"The enemy is already attacking, how could it be so fast!" On the top of the city wall, Xiahou Lan looked at the panting scout with a serious expression.

The scout said hurriedly, "I rushed back to the city as soon as I found the enemy's movement. According to the enemy's marching speed, they should arrive in half an hour. From my observation, they have at least 30,000 soldiers, all of whom are lightly equipped and marching very fast!"

Xiahou Lan was not stupid. Just by hearing this, he could immediately judge that this must be the enemy's vanguard.

Since the vanguard troops were able to appear here so quickly, it could only mean that the main force of the enemy had successfully retreated. Otherwise, if the battle was intense, the enemy would definitely not have the extra energy to divide its troops to take care of the rear. At least the pressure from the Yellow Turbans would not allow the enemy to do so.

But the question is, how did the enemy retreat?
Xiahou Lan had a lot of question marks on his forehead. In his opinion, he didn't need to worry about the main battlefield at all. No matter how Wang Dang fought, he would win and would never let the enemy withdraw easily.

But now the enemy's vanguard is coming so quickly, it seems that the enemy not only retreated, but also retreated very calmly.

"No, our army of more than a thousand soldiers cannot defend the city. You must quickly gather the brothers. We must abandon the city and evacuate immediately. Everyone must be there within a quarter of an hour!"

Xiahou Lan was still decisive. He knew that he could no longer occupy the city. Once the enemy arrived and blocked the city, he would be waiting for death with his limited military strength.

Watching the soldiers hurried away, Xiahou Lan sighed helplessly. He was unwilling to just leave like that.

A lot of Cao Cao's family members were captured, but in fact they were not of much value to Xuan Xia. As for the Emperor of the Han Dynasty who was of some value, he had not found him after searching the city for so many days. It seemed that he could only return with regret this time.

Despite this, Xiahou Lan would not return Cao Cao's relatives to him. After all, they were captives of the Yellow Turbans and all of them had to be taken back to Xuanxia, ​​where they would be liquidated and reformed.

As for whether Cao Cao would become a lonely man, that was not Xuan Xia's concern.

The Yellow Turbans had already transferred these important captives away, so Xiahou Lan did not have to spend much energy dealing with them. In less than a quarter of an hour, more than a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were assembled.

After the entire army quickly counted the number of people and confirmed that everything was correct, Xiahou Lan waved his hand cleanly.

"set off!"

Then, the Yellow Turbans, which had been stationed in Xuchang for several days, quickly disappeared to the west in orderly steps.

The Yellow Turbans came with great violence, but left so peacefully, but the time they spent there must have been unforgettable for the people in Xuchang city.

They finally saw with their own eyes the style of the Xuanxia Yellow Turbans, which was not the indiscriminate killing of innocent people, burning, looting and pillaging as the government had publicized.

In fact, what Xuan Xia had done these days was simply unbelievable to the people in the city.

"All those dolls, are they gone?"

An old man looked at the empty city gate, and for a moment he was dazed and sighed, as if he was reluctant and regretful.

It’s no wonder that he felt this way, because he had never seen such an army in his entire life.

In just this short period of time together, the impression left on him by the Yellow Turbans was more profound than that left on him by the Han Dynasty in decades.

The so-called "kids" was a term of endearment to him. It was self-evident what his attitude towards the Yellow Turbans was now.

Unlike any other army, the Yellow Turban soldiers are all young men, so it is not an exaggeration to call the old men "baby".

"Yes, they all left, but I hope they can stay now." Someone stood beside the old man and sighed, then stared at the city gate for a long time. Someone was indignant: "The Yellow Turbans are obviously good people, why does the government slander them? These days, let alone the burning, killing and looting, even when we took the initiative to send them water and food, they refused to drink a sip. Are they the unforgivable Xuanxia thieves that the government said they were?"

Someone else stood up and echoed: "Yes, they also distributed food and money to us poor people. How could this be done by thieves?"

"Not only that, when my father was hired to work for them, they saw that my father was injured and took the initiative to treat him. They didn't even ask for medical fees, and the treatment was very good. If it were someone else with such ability, my family would not be able to afford the treatment!" A young man could not help but take the initiative to stand up and speak for the Yellow Turbans.

"If that's the case, why does the government want to slander the Xuanxia Yellow Turbans? They are clearly a righteous army!" A woman was so angry that she started to mutter.

Her husband snorted coldly and spat in the direction of the government office: "What else can it be? They are just afraid that we will follow Xuan Xia and run away. Look at how the big man treats us, and then look at what Xuan Xia is like. It's obvious who is good and who is bad. If the government doesn't blindfold us, we will all be in chaos."

The crowd fell silent, but these words only aroused the resentment in their hearts.

Everything is afraid of comparison. Once compared, they will know how miserable they are. This makes them have the urge to follow the Yellow Turbans.

When they looked back at this time, they gradually understood the meaning behind the Yellow Turban warriors' constant talk about equality and the pursuit of rights. It turned out that was what the world should be like.
"Everyone is pacified. Is this how they pursue power? I finally saw it with my own eyes. No wonder they were able to win the hearts of the people so quickly."

Behind the crowd, Liu Xie, who was listening to the people praising the Yellow Turbans and hating and despising the Han, felt bitter in his heart: "What the people say is right. My Han is not as good as Xuan Xia."

Fu Xie beside him could only sigh: "Your Majesty, there is no need to be like this. Xuchang Baixi is suffering, and this should be blamed on Cao Cao. What does it have to do with the Han Dynasty and Your Majesty? It is unfair to blame Your Majesty for the current situation."

Liu Xie was silent for a while, then laughed at himself: "Mr. Fu, there is no need to comfort me. Even when the emperor still had authority, could the people have lived well?"

Fu Xie was speechless for a moment, and his expression became gloomy.

He was comforting Liu Xie, but also comforting himself. Asking him to admit that the Han Dynasty he had defended all his life was not as good as Xuan Xia was cruel.

But as someone who came from Xuan Xia, how could he not know who was good and who was bad in the Han Dynasty? He just didn't want to face this fact.

Liu Xie suddenly turned around and looked at Fu Xie: "You have been held captive by the Yellow Turbans of Youzhou for many years. Tell me, are they always so kind to the people? Are they really not being hypocritical and are they doing it in accordance with the principle that everyone is equal in their pursuit of rights?"

Fu Xie looked at Liu Xie seriously, and finally nodded silently.

All of a sudden, Liu Xie was like a defeated rooster, or like all his bones had been pulled out, and his whole spirit withered.

Fu Xie couldn't bear it and tried to comfort him, "Your Majesty, the Yellow Turbans have suddenly withdrawn. I'm afraid Cao Cao has come back to fight them. We don't have to hide any more. Why worry about these things?"

Liu Xie sneered: "Do I have to go back and be Cao Cao's puppet? Damn it, I've had enough!"

After saying that, Liu Xie walked towards the dilapidated house behind him with an expressionless face. At this moment, he seemed to have really shed the soul of an emperor and turned into an ordinary farm boy.

But before he walked into the house, he left a sentence with some relief and some helplessness: "If I can't be a real emperor, then I might as well be like everyone else. At least I don't have to be imprisoned by Cao Cao all the year round."

Watching Liu Xie walk into the room, Fu Xie was stunned for a long time, and his eyes gradually became confused.

What should I do in the future?
I can't do anything to support the Han Dynasty!
(End of this chapter)