Guan Hai slapped his poor brain and shook the already limited brain matter, but he still couldn't figure out why he was surrounded by the enemy.

The Northern Army only sent out more than 10,000 soldiers and horses. They couldn't possibly use all of them to encircle and suppress us, right?

Although he is one of the three generals in Qingzhou, how can a small person like me have such qualifications?

The more he couldn't figure it out, the harder it was for Guan Hai to calm down. He became more and more anxious and restless: "No, we can't stay in this damn place anymore. We must unite everyone and break out together. As many people as possible will be the best."

As it was a matter of life and death, Guan Hai, as the leader of the Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou that was heading west, immediately gathered all the leaders together to discuss countermeasures.

This time, a million Yellow Turbans came in a mighty force with overwhelming momentum. In fact, Guan Hai could only control 20,000 to 30,000 of them. The rest of the troops came from various sources, and many of them proclaimed themselves as commanders, some even called themselves generals, and some even called themselves kings, such as King Zhentian, King Qitian, and King Gaitian. Each title was more famous than the other, but in reality they were nothing.

Seeing so many people gathered together, Guan Hai glanced at them quickly and felt that these Yellow Turban leaders were unruly and unruly. Even if he had the identity of a leader, he was afraid that he could not command them at all.

But now everyone wants to escape, so as long as Guan Hai's method is reliable, they are willing to carry it out.

Guan Hai, who was eager to return home, was too lazy to talk nonsense to these rough guys: "I believe everyone already knows the current situation, so I am too lazy to say nonsense. If you want to survive, just work together."

…………

Rencheng once again hoisted the flag of the dynasty, and the fiery red fortune once again covered the local area and connected with the people's hearts. At the same time, it also absorbed the local fortune, refuting the national fortune of Yanhan and slightly prolonging the country's life.

Not long after Wang Jing captured the county, he received news that the Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou was planning a joint breakout.

Yan Xing stepped forward and explained, "My lord, there are so many enemy troops breaking through. Our army is short of manpower and it is difficult to stop them all. We can only select some of them as prey."

It would be impossible to stop five or six hundred thousand people because the Northern Army does not have that many people.

What's more, in Wang Jing's opinion, there is no need for this.

Guo Jia pondered for a moment and made a suggestion: "Those who can escape from our pursuit must be old bandits in the Yellow Turban Army. They are used to robbing and killing, and have strong bandit habits. It is difficult for them to become civilians, let alone be law-abiding. Therefore, there is no need to capture them. Let Kong Beihai worry about this problem."

In Guo Jia's eyes, the main forces of the Yellow Turban Army, who were accustomed to burning, killing and looting, were not only worthless, but were also likely to be "bad assets" with negative returns.

It would be difficult to manage these people if they were captured, and they might cause trouble at any time.

But if you kill him directly, it would easily dirty your hands and ruin your reputation.

Therefore, instead of capturing them as prisoners, it would be better to let them go back and continue to harm Kong Rong and harass other princes. This can be regarded as making good use of waste.

What Guo Jia really valued were the families of the one million Yellow Turban Army who ran the slowest, as well as those young and strong Yellow Turban Army members who refused to abandon their families and leave.

Not running away means they value their family.

If you value your family, you can use them as hostages, threaten and force them to submit. The management cost is very low and the effect of exploitation is excellent. They are indeed high-quality leeks.

This may seem immoral and unjust, but it is practical.

What's more, being exploited by Wang Jing is better than being squeezed dry by other princes. This is a kind act and has great merit.

There is no doubt that Guo Jia's strategy was simple and effective. Wang Jing immediately ordered: "Just follow Feng Xiao's advice, let the fast ones attack the slow ones. Our army will only snipe those Qingzhou Yellow Turbans who are moving slowly."

"As ordered!"

On the vast plains, the great escape and pursuit began.

Wang Jing led the armored heavy cavalry of the Tunqi Camp to pursue the more powerful Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou, continuously defeating the troublemakers in the enemy ranks and constantly wearing away their consciousness of resistance, in order to completely subdue these unruly young and strong Yellow Turban Army soldiers.

The rest of the infantry was responsible for forcing the terrifying millions of Yellow Turban Army family members to surrender, using force to make them surrender, and capturing as many prisoners as possible.

On the official road, dust was flying.

Guan Hai's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

"General Qu, Marquis Qi has caught up with us. No one can stand up to the Brilliant Feather Blade. Anyone who touches it will turn into ashes and die without a complete body."

Guan Hai looked up at the sky and said, "Damn God, why are you chasing me instead of anyone else?"

He had no idea that the reason he was being targeted was because among all the Yellow Turban forces in Qingzhou, his men were the most well-armored and had the most organized troops, and their strength was much stronger than the surrounding guerrillas.

A big tree attracts the wind; people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being fat; it's nothing more than this.

After all, a butcher knows to pick the fattest pigs when he kills them. Among so many Yellow Turban forces, you are the only one that stands out. Who else should they kill if not you?
"This government army is really too much. Commander, instead of running away in frustration, we should fight them!"

Many of his men couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to fight back.

Guan Hai's face darkened after hearing this: "Why fight? Are we going to fight with our heads? Leave some of the baggage behind. The most important thing right now is to escape. Save your life first, otherwise everything will be over!"

Where there is life, there is hope.

Guan Hai now has no intention of fighting to the death.

Unfortunately, I walked many times at night and eventually encountered a ghost.

"General Qu, there is a man blocking the road ahead. He is riding three horses and is not only wearing a set of well-made armor, but also equipped with a strong bow and a sword."

Guan Hai was feeling upset and shouted angrily, "Then kill the man and take the horse. Do you need my instruction for this?"

His men were scolded so harshly that they dared not to retort. They could only call upon more than twenty Yellow Turban strongmen to surround and kill them.

However, before these Yellow Turban warriors could get close, they were shot dead on the spot by one arrow from each man.

The opponent didn't even move, but just stopped calmly, then bent the bow and shot arrows. More than 20 strong fighters who were good at fighting tough battles fell down and became corpses.

Upon hearing that more than twenty Yellow Turban warriors and a close confidant had died, Guan Hai went berserk on the spot: "Let's go together and kill him. I can't beat Wang Jing, so how can I beat a mere nobody? Kill him for me!"

Obviously, the behavior of the young general with the bow completely angered Guan Hai.

Guan Hai went crazy and led people to chase and kill him.

However, the young general with the bow did not wait to die on the spot, but rode away directly. It was obvious that he knew how to judge the situation and was not the kind of reckless man who would only fight blindly.

Wang Jing, who had chased nearby, happened to hear his scouts coming back to report: "General, a battle broke out ahead."

Wang Jing and Yan Xing were both surprised: "Besides us, is there any other force in Yanzhou that dares to fight the Yellow Turban Army in the field? How many people are there on the other side?"

"one person"

"one person!?"

Everyone was shocked. For one person to dare to pick a fight with the Yellow Turban Army, this courage alone was rare in the world. What was even more rare was that the other party had such strength. This was incredible.

Even Wang Jing was very curious: "Who could it be?"

咻咻 咻 ~
The young general with the bow relied on the horse's power to respond calmly. He was seen walking and shooting, stopping for a while from time to time, looking back and around, then taking the bow and arrows to shoot and kill several people. Every time the string sounded, someone fell down. Several of Guan Hai's personal soldiers who had tempered their martial arts were shot dead, and he was scared so much that cold sweat covered his forehead.

You must know that once the martial bones are formed, not only will the vitality be vigorous, but the skin will also be tough and the muscles will be firm, so even a knife or an axe cut will not necessarily cause fatal injuries.

But now he can’t even withstand a single arrow from the opponent?
The string is so strong that it can kill people!

Such archery skills made Guan Hai's scalp tingle, so much so that as soon as the bowstring sounded, he instinctively lay down or even turned around to escape.

After waiting for a long time, I found that no one fell down.

One of them was sharp-eyed and shouted in surprise, "Fuck! He has no arrows left."

Everyone was like a frightened bird, intimidated by the opponent's empty string. Now that they saw that the quiver behind the young bowman was empty, they plucked up their courage and wanted to avenge their previous humiliation.

"Enter his soul gate, and kill him today!"

"So many brothers have died. If we don't kill him, how can we appease the public anger?"

The young general with the bow aroused their anger. So many people were chasing one person, and dozens of them were shot dead. Just telling others about this record would make them feel ashamed and angry. On a hillside, the horses under Wang Jing and Yan Xing were the fastest, so they arrived at the edge of the battlefield first and saw the scene just now.

Wang Jing smiled and praised: "He defeated the enemy with an empty string, making the enemy become a frightened bird. This strength and courage are really extraordinary."

Yan Xing was also suddenly enlightened: "I never thought there would be such a hero in Qingzhou. Who is he?"

"Want to know? Why don't we go down and ask in person?"

Wang Jing held the reins and laughed loudly: "Yan Ming, do you dare to fight me against a thousand horses?"

"Why don't you dare?"

Yan Xing also felt a surge of heroic spirit in his heart, thinking back to when he was young, he had also dreamed of riding on horses and chasing enemies, and making great achievements on the battlefield.

As a result, he was frustrated and had no choice but to join Han Sui in rebellion and became a traitor.

If Wang Jing had not appeared out of nowhere and given him the opportunity to succeed, he even felt that he might still be subordinate to a traitor like Han Sui and would have had little chance of making a name for himself.

Now, all Yan Xing wants is to follow a wise leader, conquer the world, and leave his own name in the glorious history books.

Therefore, Wang Jing wanted to fight. Although he was alone, he did not retreat. He mounted his horse, raised his gun, and charged forward: "Kill!"

Galloping war horses, fluttering cloaks, Wang Jing holding a sword in hand, Yan Xing pointing his spear diagonally, although there are only two people, they are rushing towards them with soaring heroic spirit and heavy pressure.

"The Imperial Guard General is here, who will come forward to die?"

Wang Jing roared angrily, shaking the sky.

Guan Hai, who was originally chasing the young general with a bow, was stunned for a moment after hearing Wang Jing introduce himself: "General Wei, who is it?"

Or was it one of his close followers who was so frightened that he almost died: "Commander Qu, it's Marquis Qi, Marquis Qi is here in person?"

"Marquis Qi, Wang Jing!"

Guan Hai took a deep breath, and then he remembered that Wang Jing's title was Marquis Qi, but his official position was indeed General Wei. He was still very scared at first, but when he looked closely, he found that Wang Jing had no army to protect him, and there was only one general with a gun accompanying him. He immediately looked down on them: "Just two people dare to shout, go up and kill them!"

"What a bullshit Qi Hou, I, Guan Hai from Beihai, don't believe how powerful you are, die now."

Guan Hai was a fierce general. When he was rampant in Qingzhou, he had never met an opponent in a one-on-one fight. So even if he met Wang Jing, although he was afraid of his opponent's reputation, he had 20,000 soldiers under his command, and any master could be killed!
As for Wang Jing's own ability, he had not heard much information and had not seen it with his own eyes, so he still had the courage to fight him.

The Yellow Turban warriors around Guan Hai never took Wang Jing seriously.

On the contrary, now that they see Wang Jing is "alone", everyone wants to step forward and kill him to gain fame.

"Kill!"

More than twenty riders charged forward collectively. They were all strong warriors with forged martial arts spirits. They were gifted and had slaughtered many powerful families since they followed Guan Hai in the uprising. They plundered their resources to practice martial arts and constantly honed their own martial arts in the war. Although their martial arts skills were only mediocre, their overall strength was quite impressive.

At this time, they formed a combined attack formation and surrounded Wang Jing.

"Are you Guan Hai?"

Wang Jing looked calm and thought for a while before he remembered Guan Hai's name.

Then he took a quick glance and immediately saw through Guan Hai's strengths and weaknesses through the art of looking at qi. His martial arts foundation was quite good, and he was among the best even among second-rate generals.

What is even more commendable is that although Guan Hai came from the Yellow Turban Army and had never learned orthodox military tactics, his ability to command troops was not bad, and he was barely a third-rate general.

It would be a pity to kill such a talented person with just one blow.

Therefore, facing the aggressive Guan Hai, Wang Jing smiled calmly: "With your ability, it would be a waste of talent to become a bandit. It is better for you to follow me to conquer the world, pacify the troubled times, and leave your name in history."

"Bah, you're the only one who can do that? Watch out!"

After all, he was one of the three generals of Qingzhou. Guan Hai was used to a free and easy life. How could he surrender just because of one sentence from Wang Jing?

He just let out an angry roar and swung down with the long-handled sword in his hand, about to kill the enemy in front of him with one blow.

Guan Hai struck out in anger, and the force of his sword swept through the wind and thunder, slashing down suddenly.

Wang Jing appreciated his talent and did not draw his sword to kill him. Instead, he stretched out his hand, clenched his five fingers, and used the method of gathering strength to grasp the incoming sharp sword light in his palm.

Dang~
The blade was sharp, but when it hit Wang Jing's gauntlet, it was blocked by the Golden Armor Yuan Gong and could not break through the defense at all.

What made Guan Hai even more terrified was that his all-out attack was caught by someone with one hand, and the force of the recoil alone was enough to make his palm numb.

The person in front of me has such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, he is ten times more powerful than the rumors say!
Guan Hai's eyes bulged out, almost popping out of their sockets, and his chest was shaken so hard that the blood was surging and he was having difficulty breathing.

However, Wang Jing looked at him calmly, as if nothing had happened: "Think about it. If you refuse me, you will die."

terror!
Unparalleled horror!
Hearing Wang Jing's calm tone, Guan Hai felt unprecedented pressure, even heavier than the pressure he felt when he met the great sage Zhang Jue.

"Let go of my Qu Shuai!"

Guan Hai's personal guards were quite loyal and brave. When they saw their commander being captured, they rushed forward and fought back desperately, trying to help Guan Hai escape.

However, Wang Jing didn't even look at him. He used one hand to suddenly exert force to push Guan Hai away, then snatched the big knife from his hand and swung it in a few semicircles. In just a moment, all the guards around Guan Hai were knocked to the ground.

Although he used the back of the knife and Wang Jing also deliberately controlled the strength, the fierce and brutal force still broke their bones and tendons, and everyone rolled on the ground in pain.

Seeing that Wang Jing defeated the enemy single-handedly, holding the long sword as if it were nothing, without even using his full strength, while his own people were already lying on the ground, seeing such extraordinary strength, Guan Hai dared not rebel and was completely convinced at once.

Although he is brave, few people really want to die while they are alive.

Guan Hai was worried that Wang Jing would kill him, so he said, "You can ask me to surrender, but you have to guarantee the lives of my followers."

Wang Jing returned the weapon to Guan Hai and said, "Okay, I won't make things difficult for not only your men, but also the families of the more than one million Yellow Turbans. Although I come from a noble family, I am not ignorant of the sufferings of the people. Although you are rebelling, the crime is not yours. After all, your lives are almost gone. If it were me, I would also rebel."

With just one sentence, Wang Jing narrowed the distance between himself and Guan Hai.

"Thank you, General, for your consideration for us. In fact, Haiyi is not a bloodthirsty person. It's just that in this damn world, those who are not ruthless enough have already died."

Guan Hai sighed, then looked at Wang Jing with a complicated look: "My Lord, are you really willing to forgive our sins? Huangfu Song also said that those who surrender would be spared, but in the end, all the brothers in the sect were killed by him, and their heads were cut off and piled up into a memorial."

"I am not Huangfu Yizhen, and I never break my promise to anyone."

Guan Hai stared into Wang Jing's eyes. What he saw was only calmness and peace. Now he had no choice but to believe Wang Jing's promise. He dismounted and bowed to the ground: "Hai greets my lord."

Finally, in order to save his own life and the lives of his men, Guan Hai chose to surrender.

Wang Jing was in a good mood after subduing a brave general, so he smiled and said to Guan Hai, "Get up, from now on, we are one family."

At this moment, two thousand heavily armored cavalry arrived. The thunderous sound of their horses' hooves seemed to step on the hearts of Guan Hai and others, making them secretly rejoice.

Fortunately, he and others surrendered quickly, otherwise he would be doomed now.

Even though they were all riding horses, the horses that Guan Hai and his companions rode were just poor horses that they had robbed. If they really ran, they would not be able to escape the pursuit of the heavily armored cavalry.

You should know that the mounts of the Tunqiying are all top-quality horses obtained from Bingzhou. They are extremely powerful in both speed and endurance, and are simply incomparable to ordinary horses.

"Guan Hai."

"My subordinate is here."

After successfully subduing Guan Hai, a hero from Qingzhou, Wang Jing immediately ordered him: "You have a high reputation in the Yellow Turban Army of Qingzhou. I will give you the task of persuading them to surrender. Now that you have abandoned the dark and joined the Northern Army, you must not make any more mistakes in the future. Following me to build a career is the right way. As for the Yellow Turban Army, there is no future for them. Didn't the great sage Zhang Jue fail miserably when he issued an order to the world?"

Guan Hai wanted to refute, but he was powerless. (End of this chapter)