Just as many counties are divided by mountains and water, the steep Liangshan Mountains and the vast Onozawa naturally became the natural dividing line between Dongjun and Dongping Kingdom. To the east of Liangshan is Dongping Guoshou Zhang County, which is under the control of the heroes of Liangshan at this time; to the west of Liangshan is Dongjun Fan County. At this time, Fan County was captured by the remnants of the Yellow Turbans for several months. Dongjun prefect Qiao Mao intends to retake it several times, but he has never been able to catch it.

The leader of the Yellow Turban thief who occupied Fan County was Xiaoqu Shuai Yu Du. This man was eight feet tall and strong and wide. He was originally a peasant. He was raging when drought and locusts were raging, and the people lived in poverty. In order to resist the looting of officers and soldiers, he secretly organized the rebel army and surrendered to Zhang Niujiao. Unfortunately, Zhang Niujiao was later killed and led by Zhang Feiyan. Yu Tosu was disagreeing with Zhang Feiyan, so he broke away from the "Heishan Army" and advanced westward. He took thousands of soldiers to occupy Fan County in Dongjun and became the king. He was in contact with the headquarters of the "Heishan Army" and did not connect with each other. It was also free.

It was almost noon, and there were some leftover wine and food on the hall of Fan County. There were clothes everywhere on the ground. A naked and thick man on the couch was wrapped in a young woman and was still sleeping soundly. Suddenly, several yellow turban soldiers knocked on the door in panic and walked into the hall. The thick man woke up and was furious and shouted, "What's the matter? Just like to die."

The Yellow Turban soldiers knelt down quickly and said anxiously: "Supervisor Qu, Supervisor Qu, there are a large number of people coming to fight outside the city."

"It's the official army again?" The strong man was furious and then grinned.

"I don't know, they should not be like. Their clothes are worn out like refugees."

"What? It's not an official army. Could it be that some unsightly man who saw that I, Yu Du, was so easy to bully me, and I thought I wouldn't be able to merge me. Humph, I don't know how to live or die." This person was Yu Du, the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai. He kicked the woman beside him. The woman beside him felt pain, but she didn't dare to moan too much. She held the pain and hurriedly picked up the clothes to help Yu Du put on.

After wearing clothes and hanging, the Yellow Turban Qu Shushuai led the crowd to the East City Gate. He looked out, but couldn't help laughing: "I'm telling me who it is? It turns out that it's a group of little thieves, pigs and dogs who came to die."

I saw a group of people fighting under the city. The group of people was about three or five hundred, with a team of people and horses, with a messy and even tattered clothes. The two leading men were even bare-spoken in this cold day. One of the leaders looked dark, with a messy beard, with a shirtless beard, bare-handed and scattered chest hair, and waving two big axes with both hands, shouting: "Listen, the coward above, listen, quickly open the city gate and let grandpa go in. If you don't open the door, grandpa attacks will go in and twist your head as a wine gourd." Without asking, this person must be Li Kui who came to call the war.

Yu Du was furious: "Which team are you? Why did you attack my Fan County?"

"Which one? A thief, grandpa, I am the whole way, the big man, the big man, please give the city to grandpa and let grandpa come in and play." Li Kui continued to shout.

"You stingy people, don't know what to do, be careful that I will slash you with one knife." Yu Du laughed.

"I have been thriving to fight with my grandfather and see who will chop whom." Li Kui hilariously. Bao Xu, the god of mourning who was wielding a broad sword next to him, also laughed and shouted: "I have been thriving to fight with my grandfather."

Yu Du was furious and shouted to his subordinates: "My sons, let's go and teach these eyes a lesson. If they don't cut off a few of them, they won't feel that it hurts."

After a while, the city gate opened wide and a soldier swept out. The leader was Huang Turban Qu Shuai Yu Du. He sat down on the red-maned horse, holding a big sword of more than 100 feet, galloped out, shouting: "Come on, which little thief is not open..."

Before he finished speaking, a big axe on the door flew towards him. Yu Du couldn't dodge and was hit in the forehead. He was slashed and dropped off his horse with a "thump". Behind him, the Yellow Turban General Yong, who was galloping with Yu Du, and the Yellow Turban pawns running forward quickly, suddenly formed a mess and shouted, "Shishou Qu is dead, Shishou Qu is dead", and they all threw down their flags and fled indiscriminately.

In the other side, the special forces team led by Li Kui also looked at each other. Li Kui shook his empty right hand awkwardly and laughed: "I just want to try his martial arts, but who knows it's so bad."

"What should we do? Do we still have to run back?" Seeing this, Bao Xu was stunned and had to ask the general.

"Escape from a bird, but I haven't seen the thief flee back. If I don't chase him, I will flee into the city." Li Kui changed his left axe to his right and shouted: "Brothers, all of them will fight into the city with my grandfather."

When they arrived at the gate of the East City, most of the Yellow Turban thieves had fled into the city gate. Li Kui rushed to the front and slashed the thieves squeezed at the gate, killing them all over the city gate, killing them so hard that the corpses were everywhere and blood flowed into a river. At this time, the Yellow Turban thieves in the city reacted back, and shot at the city gate like locusts, regardless of the enemy. The Yellow Turban thieves cried and fell down. Li Kui was not careful and was also shot with an arrow on his left arm. Fortunately, his subordinates had arrived at this time, and they all set up group cards to cover them. The deputy generals, Eight-armed Nezha Xiang Chong and Feitian Great Saint Li Gun, rushed to rescue Li Kui. Unfortunately, dozens of subordinates could not be blocked and were shot to the ground.

When he entered the city gate, Li Kui couldn't shoot the arrow with the city gate. He pulled out the arrow on his left arm and screamed in pain. He saw him ruthlessly, "Damn it, attack the city wall."

So Li Kui and Bao Xu were in the middle, Xiang Chong and Li Gun were on both sides, one of whom protected one, and led his subordinates to rush to the city wall. Seeing that Li Kui was vicious, Qu Shuo Yu Du was dead, he did not have the courage to resist, and fled one after another. Seeing this, Li Kui and Bao Xu swung his axe and broad sword to chase and kill. Xiang Chong was still smart and took the lead and shouted: "We are Shouzhang official army, so we will not kill surrender." The Gangpai army shouted: "Surrender, and we will not kill surrender."

When he talked about the fact that Song Shijiang was leading his army to set up an ambush five miles outside Fan County, he was not wary of Dai Zongfeng running away in a hurry, and shouted: "Brother, Brother Song Jiang, no, then Li Kui cut off the Yellow Turban Que and rushed into the city."

Song Shijiang was shocked and scolded: "This black guy is disobedient again." Then he shouted: "All the generals, follow me to attack the city."

It was easy to run all the way, and the people were panting. But when he saw Li Kui smirking and waving his hand on the east city gate tower, Song Shijiang couldn't help but feel angry, and looked up at the city and cursed: "You black guy, fortunately you have occupied the city. If not, you would have chopped off your dog's head."

Li Kui was covered in blood, and he didn't answer, but just laughed.

Song Shijiang Fu asked, "Have you taken down the other city gates?"

"No." Li Kui answered very simply.

Song Shijiang was shocked again and quickly ordered: "Every general, quickly enter the city, separate camps and take down the city gates, and control the county."

After a busy break, the battalion leaders came to report each other, the city gates were all controlled, and the Yellow Turban thieves had surrendered. Song Shijiang felt relieved and turned around and smiled at Wu Yong and said, "Next, Zhang Bang Anmin is the responsibility of a military advisor again, so I don't care."

Wu Yong also smiled and said, "With the experience of Shouzhang, I don't have to bother my brother anymore. Xiao Ke Xiao Guicao is just casual, haha."

Song Jiang also laughed loudly and said to Lin Chong, the leopard head beside him: "General Lin, your training camp needs to replenish a lot of people."

Lin Chong also smiled and replied with his fists: "My brother, the more you have, the better."
Chapter completed!