The Three Kingdoms: The Oath of the Peach Garden, the Rise of the Han Dynasty

Meanwhile, on the battlefield outside the city.

Beigong Boyu and Han Sui are still fighting to the death!

The two sides had been fighting for just over an hour, with corpses strewn everywhere and blood flowing like rivers.

But Beigong Boyu's men had already launched an attack, completely surrounding Han Sui!

Inside the camp, Han Sui had no choice but to fight to the death and not retreat!

However, Han Sui's army was still outnumbered, and those men gradually lost heart when facing their former teammates.

Han Sui suddenly sensed that something was wrong!

Why are those soldiers moving towards us?

"What...what do you want to do?"

Han Sui held his spear horizontally in front of him, shouting, "Do you intend to stab me in the back?!"

The village chief shouted, "Han Sui! You traitor! How dare you betray our General Beigong Boyu! I will tear you to pieces!"

Having said that, he ordered everyone to rush forward and kill Han Sui's personal guards, capturing Han Sui alive!

The main battlefield.

Han Sui was led to Bei Gong Boyu by two guards who tied his hands behind his back.

He was covered in blood, his armor was shattered, and his hair was disheveled and stuck to his face.

Looking at the smug Beigong Boyu in front of him, and then at the surrounding rebel soldiers who were eyeing him covetously, his heart was in turmoil.

regret!

He regretted playing tricks on Liu Bei, regretted trying to raise the price, and regretted even more that when he was coerced into rebellion, he didn't kill Beigong Boyu with a single blow!

It's too late to say anything now!

He opened his mouth, wanting to curse, to argue, to beg for mercy, but in the end he didn't utter a single word.

She stared intently at Beigong Boyu, filled with resentment, anger, and helplessness.

"Why aren't you saying anything?"

Bei Gong Boyu, clutching his still-bleeding neck, scoffed:

"Aren't you very capable? Didn't you want to team up with Liu Bei to betray me? Didn't you want to be a loyal subject of the Han Dynasty?"

He stepped forward, grabbed Han Sui by the hair, and forced his head to the ground:

"Han Wenyue, you've finally met your match! I've treated you well, making you the ruler of Liangzhou and giving you command of a large army, yet you dare to betray me!"

"I didn't betray you!" Han Sui roared. "It was Liu Bei who sowed discord! It was Li Chang who framed me!"

"Still being stubborn even at this point!" Bei Gong Boyu kicked him in the chest.

"If you hadn't been meeting with Liu Bei on the battlefield every day, if you hadn't been secretly receiving his letters, if you hadn't deliberately led me into an empty camp, how could I have ended up in this predicament?"

He straightened up and waved to the village head who had captured Han Sui alive: "What's your name?"

"Reporting to the General, this is Zhong Cheng!" The garrison commander knelt down.

"Excellent!" Bei Gong Boyu exclaimed loudly, "From this day forward, you are a military commander! You will be rewarded with one hundred strings of cash and ten fine horses!"

"Thank you, General!" Zhong Cheng kowtowed repeatedly.

Bei Gong Boyu turned to look at Han Sui, his expression turning cold:

"Drag him away and behead him. Hang his head on the flagpole and display it for three days. Let everyone see what happens to those who betray my Beigong Boyu."

"promise!"

Two guards dragged Han Sui away.

Han Sui struggled desperately, cursing loudly:

"Beigong Boyu! You brute! You'll die a horrible death! Liu Bei won't let you get away with this! Li Chang won't let you get away with this! You'll end up like me sooner or later!"

The cursing stopped abruptly.

With a flash of light, Han Sui's head fell to the ground. Blood splattered everywhere.

Han Sui thus hastily ended his life.

Looking at the severed head on the ground, Bei Gong Boyu let out a long sigh of relief. The pent-up anger in his chest finally dissipated, and even more blood spurted from his neck.

Just then, a scout came running from the west like a madman, tumbling and crawling as he fell to the ground in front of him:

"General! Something terrible has happened!"

"What's the panic?" Bei Gong Boyu frowned. "The sky isn't falling, tell me slowly."

"Ji County... Ji County is lost!" the scout roared.

"Liu Bei led the Han army in a surprise attack on Ji County! Bian Zhang surrendered! The city's garrison is wiped out! Our supplies and weapons are all in the hands of the Han army!"

"What did you say?!"

Bei Gong Boyu was struck dumb, took a step back, and couldn't believe it.

"Ji County is truly lost!" the scout cried.

"I saw it with my own eyes! The Han army's 'Liu' banner has been raised atop the city wall! General Beigong, our city is gone!"

"puff!!"

Bei Gong Boyu spat out a mouthful of blood, his vision went black, and he fell straight off his horse.

"General! General!" The generals were shocked and all surrounded him.

The rebel camp instantly descended into chaos.

The commander-in-chief is in a coma, the base has been captured, and all supplies have been lost!

The more than 50,000 rebel soldiers were in a state of panic, and many of the remaining tens of thousands who had followed them had already secretly packed their belongings and prepared to flee.

……

Inside Ji County, in front of the government warehouse gate.

Zuo Feng stood with his hands on his hips at the main gate of the treasury, with two hundred supervising guards behind him, like gate gods, blocking the patriarchs of more than a dozen powerful families.

"Left Angel! This can't be done!"

An elderly clan chief with white hair was so anxious that he kept stamping his feet:

"This grain and cloth are all our family's private property! They were stolen by that traitor Beigong Boyu! Now that the royal army has arrived, they should be returned to us!"

"The money and grain in the treasury were all stolen from us by the rebels!"

"Give it back to you?" Zuo Feng sneered, his voice shrill. "Who said this is your private property? This is the embezzled money of the traitor Beigong Boyu! According to the laws of the Great Han Dynasty, all embezzled money must be confiscated!"

"But this originally belonged to us!" another clan leader exclaimed anxiously.

"We were driven to ruin by Beigong Boyu, and we finally received the king's army. How can you act like a traitor and steal our things?"

If the Han army didn't come, our things were still looted. Now that the Han army has come, our things are still being looted. Doesn't that mean the Han army came for nothing?

"Insolence!" Zuo Feng's eyes widened, and his angelic aura erupted.

"You dare say that my family is like a traitor? My family is here on His Majesty's orders to supervise the military and confiscate the stolen money!"

These funds and provisions must be transported back to Luoyang and handed over to His Majesty! Anyone who dares to obstruct this is disobeying an imperial edict and is treason!

He patted his chest and declared loudly, "I'm putting my word here! If you have any complaints, go to Luoyang and complain to His Majesty! I'll take them on!"

As he spoke, he pointed to the members of those large clans:

"Moreover, whether you people voluntarily offered grain to the bandits or were forced to do so is still up in the air!"

Perhaps some people are dissatisfied with the Han Dynasty and want to collude with rebels!

His professional ethics dictated that if he accepted Li Chang's money, he would take all the blame upon himself! He wouldn't expose Li Chang at all!

The clan leaders were trembling with anger, yet they were helpless.

How do they explain it?

If I continue to explain, I might even be accused of treason and collusion with a bandit!

It was obvious long ago that Zuo Feng was a greedy eunuch.

But he was the supervisor sent by the emperor, so not only them, even Liu Bei had to give him some leeway!

Having no other choice, the group turned to look for Liu Bei.

Inside the prefect's residence, Liu Bei listened to the tearful complaint, sighed heavily, and looked both helpless and angry.

"Gentlemen, I know you have been wronged. But the Left Supervisor was sent by His Majesty and represents His Majesty. I am just a Commander of the Army, how dare I interfere in the affairs of the imperial envoy?"

"That Zuo Feng insulted me, Lu Zhi! I, Liu Bei, wish Zuo Feng were dead!"

"General Liu, please help us!" the old clan chief cried. "If this continues, none of our families will survive."

"Alas," Liu Bei shook his head, "I really can't do anything. Why don't you go and ask Military Advisor Li? He has many ideas, perhaps he can find a solution."

Everyone swarmed to find Li Chang again.

Li Changzheng was looking at a map in his study when he heard the purpose of the visit, and he also looked troubled:

"Gentlemen, there's nothing I can do about this. You know the temperament of the Left Angel; he's impervious to reason and only cares about money."

He kindly suggested:

"Why don't you chip in some money and send it to the Left Angel? If he's in a good mood, he might pay you back some of it."

"Give us money?" The clan leaders exchanged bewildered glances. "Beigong Boyu robbed us of all our money; where would we get the money to give away!"

"Then I really have no way to help you." Li Chang shrugged, indicating that he was powerless to help.

Utterly despairing, the crowd left with sighs. Li Chang watched their retreating figures, a sinister laugh creeping down his face.

late at night.

The treasury's secret chamber was brightly lit.

Li Chang and Zuo Feng sat facing each other, with a pile of gold, a large number of green copper coins, and a large amount of treasure in front of them.