Just as I was in a hurry to put on my clothes, the door was rammed, "No, no, the Yellow Turban Thief came in!"

"I know how many people have come? Where have they been killed?" Qian Hong shouted in extreme depravity while opening the door.

"Uh... more than two thousand people, there are yellow turban thieves on all sides. I don't know how many of them are?" The commander of the family soldiers who reported the news also panicked. Although he was yelling when he commanded the family soldiers on weekdays, he panicked first at the critical moment. Originally, he was not like this. However, no one of the family soldiers arranged on three sides came back to report the news. It can be seen that they were all killed by the attacking Yellow Turban thieves. That was nearly a hundred people!

There were only more than 200 guards in the entire manor, and nearly half of his troops were lost at once. How could he not panic?

The army with a war loss ratio of more than 10% without collapse can be considered a strong soldier, and more than 30% without collapse are already elite. Now, their war loss ratio is nearly half. Fortunately, it is not a head-on battle, otherwise, he will definitely not know where he will go.

"Bang!" Qian Hong slapped his mouth, "I don't know how many enemies are. You are too embarrassed to come back to report the news. Why don't you die? I'm not anxious to kill these thieves. If you are surrounded by these Yellow Turban thieves, you and I will die!"

"Maintain!" The commander was completely unconscious when facing this slap, but said in a synchronized manner: "Maintain, it's useless. There are only more than 200 people in one of us. Now we are arranged on three sides, and we must have died. The remaining ones cannot defeat them at all. The only way to survive is to escape while the bandits have not come and run. Please take these family soldiers to protect the general manager and escape!"

"Escape!" The manager was stunned, "Yes, escape, where will we escape? But what should we do if the head of the family pursues it?"

"In the west, I think the Yellow Turban thieves don't have enough hands. There is no one in the west. Let's go out quickly. If it's too late, it's all over! Stay green mountains without worrying about burning firewood. If you die here, you will lose the qualifications for the head of the family to pursue!"

When the manager heard that, he immediately called the wife in the house. Before he could clean up anything, he followed the commander of the family and ran towards the west.

The entire operation to capture the manor did not encounter any decent resistance. Wang Xuan rode to the granary. Zhou Cang kicked open the door with an excited look on his face, pointed to the bags of grain inside, and shouted excitedly: "Young Master, look, this is at least 10,000 stones of grain stored, which is enough for us to eat for the first half of the year!"

"Not bad!" Wang Xuan was very satisfied. If you want to say that you are making money, you are still robbing quickly, and the best target is these big players!

By the way, during the Ming Dynasty, his several leapfrog developments were based on the "broken family support" of these aristocratic families. When these sounded, Wang Xuan couldn't help but secretly thank them in his heart.

"These are all the people's fat and ointment plundered by the Qian family. They are all loaded with a car and taken away!" Wang Xuan's face had no excitement, and waved his hand as if nothing had happened and continued: "Search more in the manor and sets of large trucks. If it really doesn't work with people, you must not leave them a grain of food!"

"No!" Zhou Cang responded excitedly. For those of the former Yellow Turban thieves, there was no, never, no food that the Yellow Turban could not be transported away!

At this moment, the entire manor was in chaos, and the general manager followed the commander and the manager naturally followed, and the tenants would not stay for death. In order to grow, the Yellow Turbans directly burned houses, robbed food, and arrested strong men. These tenants were also afraid.

After walking around and coming to the warehouse on the other side, there was not so much receipt here, mainly salt, ironware, agricultural tools, cloth and other daily necessities, and there were hundreds of thousands of yuan. However, considering that these were all people's fat and ointment, Wang Xuan took them away with him with a wave of his hand.

After scraping the ground, Wang Xuan took his group away at dawn. He was not afraid of anyone coming to rescue him. The thousand people in his hands were carefully selected. He wanted to fight a few small-scale wars to train the team!

At noon, the group returned to the mountain village and was naturally warmly welcomed. Pei Yuanshao, who was ordered to stay at home, greeted him at the door of the mountain village with envy.

In Wang Xuan's words, this is "doing the way for heaven" quite in line with his former identity as the Yellow Turban, especially when he heard that he had shouted his former slogans before rushing in, Pei Yuanshao felt extremely regretful because he did not go.

Wang Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to this rash guy and told them not to relax their military training during this period, nor to let go of their own cultivation, and to strive to reach the peak of Qi training as soon as possible. He then directly drove his horse back to Dingtao City. He would have to calm down a little in the past few days. The Qian family manor was looted or was still caused by the Yellow Turban thief. It would definitely cause trouble. It would be better to be more obscene during this period.

After sneaking into the city, Wang Xuan stayed in the yard and stopped going out. Every day, he either joked with Mi Zhen and Xiaoqian or hid in the house to practice martial arts. After all, this is his capital to settle down.

In fact, there are really many training tasks. There are spiritual consciousness, spiritual power, talisman making, and magic in this world. There are so many things that explode!

...

In Luoyang, in the palace, Zhang Rang Zhao Zhong and others sat together with a gloomy face.

"This butcher is so ungrateful. If we hadn't saved Empress Dowager He, where did he come from, the butcher, who is now in charge, is thinking about killing us before he can still hold his position. It's so unbearable."

"If he is not kind, don't blame us for being unrighteous. Go and make your last effort with the Queen. If this butcher is still stubborn, don't blame us for being cruel and ruthless!"

"Hey, I should have helped Jian Shuo destroy He Jin and make Prince Xie the emperor."

"Why are you talking about these things now? Let's go find the queen!"

A doomed failure struggle, He Jin had long been fooled by Yuan Wei and Yang Biao. He felt that all the scholars had surrendered to his power. As long as he successfully killed the eunuchs, the Han Dynasty would definitely embark on the road of revival under his leadership. After that, he would be famous in history and admired by thousands of people.

He completely forgot that he was just a butcher. The reason why he was able to rise to power was because Emperor Ling wanted to cultivate the power of relatives. He hoped that the power of relatives could unite with the eunuchs to suppress the scholar group so as to regain the balance and make the imperial power manifest again.

How could I know that He Jin's little pussy was full of lard. Not long after he took office, he was fooled by the scholars. Not only did he not achieve the goal of fighting against the gentry, but the geniuses used He Jin's skin to secretly control more rights. This is also the reason why Emperor Ling finally wanted to abolish the eldest and establish the youngest. It can only be said that he was not aware of people. Well, Zhang Rang's eunuchs also knew people...
Chapter completed!