0022: Imperial Power, Subjugating Huang Shichen

"Do you know what the specific strength of Black Wind Village is?"

"this."

Zhang Shouhou felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Lord City Lord, this touches on my knowledge blind spot. Please wait a moment, and I will go out to find out information about the strength of Black Wind Village."

After saying that, Zhang Shohou was about to leave the city to find out the news, but Cao Qingtian quickly stopped him.

"Come back, come back. You have made two trips this morning. It will be lunch time soon. Have a good rest now and go out to find out information about Black Wind Village after lunch."

"It's okay, Lord City Lord, I'm not tired."

Zhang Shohou was greatly moved by Cao Qingtian's behavior, and at the same time he blamed himself more and more. Why didn't he find out the strength information of Heifeng Village before the Lord of the City needed it?

This situation must not happen again next time!

Unable to defeat Zhang Shouhou, Cao Qingtian had no choice but to let him go.

"Lord City Lord, wait for my good news!"

After saying goodbye to Cao Qingtian, Zhang Shohou resolutely left the city.

Cao Qingtian smiled and shook his head. He naturally liked Zhang Shouhou's work-oriented personality. After all, in the future, he would basically rely on scouts to obtain information from the outside world. Zhang Shouhou was so dedicated, which couldn't be better.

"Let's go and see how Han Xin and the others are handling the prisoners."

"Yes, Lord City Lord."

In front of the military camp.

Cao Qingtian and Diao Chan had just approached when they heard the horrific screams.

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"We, the Yellow Turban Army, are righteous and brave men who overthrew the tyranny and restored peace to the people of Liming. We are people who obey the destiny of heaven. How dare you, mountain villagers, insult us like this!"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!"

"You have gone too far!"

At this time, the faces of these Yellow Turban Army soldiers were more or less colorful, but they were still being beaten.

If Cao Qingtian hadn't known that these soldiers were from his city, he would have probably regarded them as a way for evil forces to defeat loyal soldiers.

Han Xin looked cold and asked the soldiers to stop temporarily.

"I'll ask you again, are you going to say it or not?"

"Bah, you are simply dreaming if you want us to tell you the Yellow Turban Army's deployment in Fengyang County!"

"Just like you mountain villagers, what can you do if you know about it and want to kill us?"

"Do you know the true strength of our Yellow Turban Army? In the Bashu region, our Yellow Turban Army has hundreds of thousands of troops. It is simply not comparable to those of you mountain villagers!"

"You frogs in the well have no idea how terrifying our Yellow Turban Army is. Release us quickly and kneel down to apologize. We can give you a decent death."

Hearing this, Han Xin's eyes turned cold, and he kicked him over, breaking his jaw. Blood immediately flowed out, and several teeth mixed with blood flew out, leaving a dead body on the spot.

"He's not very capable, but he's got quite a bad temper."

All the Yellow Turban troops present were frightened.

Under the signal from his eyes, several soldiers were not idle, and they were furiously attacking the Yellow Turban Army who had just shouted the most fiercely.

"If you don't like to talk, I'll kill them one after another. It depends on whether you still talk."

Although there was fear in the eyes of a group of Yellow Turban soldiers, their mouths were still tight. Perhaps the beatings were too painful, and finally someone spoke.

"Fuck, please be gentle, uncle, it hurts me to death!"

"Hit me gently, sir. I didn't say anything just now to start a fight with you!"

"Then do you say it or not!"

A soldier asked while fighting. Seeing that the Yellow Turbans were still hesitating, he increased the intensity of his attack. For a while, there was a continuous wailing outside the military camp.

In a short period of time, several more Yellow Turban Army corpses were found on the spot, beaten to death, but none of them told any information.

This scene fell in Huang Shichen's eyes, making him very angry, but helpless.

"Can you give us a happy death?"

Huang Shichen, whose hands were tied and restricted from moving, roared angrily, his eyes were red, and tears welled up.

His body was also covered in blood, with large and small wounds scattered irregularly.

As the leader of this group of Yellow Turbans, he received the most severe beatings.

"It's impossible for us to tell the news. We can't betray our own troops!"

"If you were a man, you would kill us directly instead of beating us to fear and beating us to reveal information like you are doing now!"

"Seniors can be killed, but not humiliated!"

"We, the Yellow Turban Army, are not afraid of bloodshed or sacrifice!"

"Yellow Turban Army, would rather die than surrender!"

The rest of the Yellow Turban Army, after hearing Huang Shichen's words, stood up and shouted.

At this time, Han Xin admired the character of the Yellow Turban Army.

Under such circumstances, the Yellow Turban Army's deployment in Fengyang County was not disclosed.

He had beaten these Yellow Turbans again and again, and even killed many of them to intimidate them, but instead of making them weak, their will became stronger and stronger.

I don't know if all the Yellow Turbans are like this, or only Huang Shichen's soldiers are like this.

If all Yellow Turbans are like this, then this Yellow Turbans should not be underestimated!

At this moment, Han Xin placed the Yellow Turban Army in an extremely dangerous position in his heart.

Not far away, Cao Qingtian was a little stunned when he saw this group of Yellow Turbans who would rather die than surrender.

In his impression, the Yellow Turban Army was just a bunch of rabble, and they were not capable of being on the stage, or they would not have become a minor character for Liu Bei, Cao Cao and others to gain experience.

But it was such a rabble, and today they were so resolute.

Cao Qingtian stopped and asked Han Xin to stop beating them.

Han Xin also realized that it was completely useless to kill or beat these people, and no useful information could be squeezed out of their mouths, which gave Han Xin a headache.

"Let me do it."

As he said that, Cao Qingtian stepped forward and looked directly at Huang Shichen. At the same time, Huang Shichen's attributes automatically appeared in front of Cao Qingtian.

[Yellow Turban Army]: Huang Shichen

[Level]: LV.10

[Leadership]: 200 (can command up to 200 people, the number of people led can increase with the increase of level)

[Combat Power]: 21 (fifth-rate commander)

[Strategy]: 30 (mediocre)

Huang Shichen's level has reached level 10, but even so, his attributes are a world apart from Han Xin. In addition to being able to command more soldiers than Han Xin, his other attributes, whether combat power or strategy, are far behind Han Xin, and there is no increased attribute.

Han Xin is a military god, naturally not comparable to these small generals.

However, Cao Qingtian stared at Huang Shichen not to see his attributes, but because there is a powerful skill in the destiny attribute of the tyrant bloodline - imperial power!