Chapter 4 is hijacked

Upon approaching, I could not help but ask, "Why aren't you running away?"

Do you think we are fools? After the fact? Of course, the officials and soldiers will come to seize us. Besides, what gold, silver, and jewels have we not seen? They were all used to pave the rooms back then. Do you know what it means to pave a room? It means to pile them up there to be trampled underfoot. The fierce man expressed his disdain with a snort.

I am merely a thought, unwilling to die. Then I shall remain still, without moving. Cao Chan glanced around and felt four pairs of eyes eagerly watching him. After a moment of contemplation, he spoke in a low voice.

What should we do? What should we do? Those are the Yellow Turbans, the ruthless Yellow Turbans who kill without blinking. Chen Hou's legs went weak, trembling in fear.

"Two gentlemen, two generals, two brave warriors. This is the carriage of the Wang family from Peicheng. We kindly ask you to let us pass. After the matter is settled, the Wang family will surely offer a generous reward." The old coachman in front of the carriage, hearing them mention Zhang Jiao and the Yellow Turbans, was drenched in cold sweat. However, glancing at the carriage behind him, he mustered his courage and spoke up.

The two Yellow Turban bandits arrived nearby with the horse-drawn carriage. The fierce man, seeing Liao Hua and Cao Shan exchanging glances, couldn't help but ask in surprise: "Liao Hua, today you are not only indecisive but also soft-hearted?"

"This Liao Hua is truly becoming more and more cowardly. I remember when we swept through the entire Han dynasty fearlessly under the leadership of General Zhang. Now, a mere local wealthy family has made him so afraid." The fierce-looking man on the left said, looking in the direction Liao Hua had left.

I just heard that this horse belongs to a wealthy family. The few people in front also heard it; it would be bad if the news got out, so I will go and catch up. One of the three, who was relatively quiet and composed, said a word to the calm man and then headed in the direction where Cao Chan and the others had fled.

We have just moved here, and there has been a significant reduction in the number of servants. I see that these few are just right; they can be taken back to stoke the fire and wash our feet, among other things. Liao Hua turned his head back with a calm expression and said.

Cao Chan was startled by this shout, and after a moment of calm reflection, he analyzed the gains and losses. If he had to choose between joining the Yellow Turbans and facing death, he would choose to join the Yellow Turbans. If even ants strive to survive, how much more so for humans? Having already faced death once, Cao Chan cherished this life even more.

Hmph, unappreciative. Liao Hua, who had just been amiable, immediately turned hostile, revealing another side of the Yellow Turban bandit. With a cold snort, a hint of murderous intent emerged.

Then, with a sense of calm, he turned his head. He saw in the distance a yellow turban bandit from m.hetushucomcom rushing towards them

"How did I end up in this conscription?" Cao Chan thought to himself with a bitter smile. However, joining the Yellow Turbans would mean rebellion, and he was unwilling to take that step unless absolutely necessary. Moreover, he still had a loving mother at home

"Gentlemen in front, please hold on. We are servants of the Wang family from the city. Our master is seated inside the carriage. If you could stop and assist us, the Wang family will surely reward you handsomely."

However, in an instant, Cao Chan was at a loss as to how to display an expression that conveyed neither servility nor timidity. Fortunately, someone came to his rescue.

The situation behind them was naturally unknown to Cao Chan and the others, as the five of them were fleeing for their lives. However, the sound of hooves that echoed behind caused their expressions to change dramatically.

In a fleeting moment, countless thoughts flickered through Cao Chan's mind, yet his expression remained calm and composed. Surrender must be accompanied by a strategy; if one yields at the slightest intimidation, such cowardly behavior will undoubtedly be looked down upon once integrated into the group. In such circumstances, it is essential to remain steady and to maintain an unflinching demeanor even in the face of overwhelming adversity.

Originally intending to strike decisively, the result involved these few individuals. However, Liao Hua noticed that five people, led by Cao Chan, were calmly standing in front, which puzzled him.

Hahaha, indeed, just arriving in this area and already scoring such a haul, it truly is a good harvest, a great start. Another burly man beside him, with a fierce appearance, laughed heartily. The Yellow Turban bandits have plundered the world; what treasures and gold have they not seen? Now, the Yellow Turban bandits are like rats crossing the street to them; horses are more important than anything else. To suddenly seize two fast-running horses is an incredibly joyous event. The Yellow Turban bandits have plundered the world; what treasures and gold have they not seen? Now, the Yellow Turban bandits are like rats crossing the street to them; horses are more important than anything else. To suddenly seize two fast-running horses is an incredibly joyous event

Those who join the Yellow Turbans are all heroes; brave men look at us, the crooked melons and cracked dates, and fear that we tarnish the name of the Yellow Turbans. Cao Chan thought for a moment and had no choice but to graciously decline while still holding up the flattering hat.

However, the so-called acceleration by this coachman was somewhat overambitious. As soon as he swung the whip, the two galloping horses neighed in alarm and reared up. The carriage went from a rapid speed to a complete stop in just a few seconds

"Why aren't you getting on the carriage yourself? Are you waiting for the lord's steel blade?" After laughing, the leader's expression suddenly turned cold as he raised his long knife towards Cao Chan and the five others, shouting sternly.

"Then, what should we do?" Chen Hou's legs were trembling, and Chen E was nearly the same. This bashful man trembled as he looked at Cao Chan. Even Chen Dong, who was quite knowledgeable and was aware that these four were the leaders of their village, turned his gaze towards Cao Chan.

Upon hearing this, Cao Chan felt that Chen Wan, who was holding onto him, was moving faster. This was in stark contrast to the sympathy he had previously felt for Cao Chan. However, it was understandable; after all, Cao Chan was merely providing some assistance, which was not too burdensome. But if he were to truly help these so-called members of the Wang family, it would be a matter of life and death.

The several individuals beside him, including Chen Wan, nodded repeatedly; they were not fools. Although there were still numerous offshoots of the Yellow Turban that had not been eradicated, the Zhang Jiao brothers had already perished several years ago. It was evident that the Yellow Turban would eventually be eliminated, and following the Yellow Turban was tantamount to death.

"Monkeys can never amount to anything great; what is there to fear with me around? One must at least have someone to take the fall for them." Chen Wan glared with wide eyes and shouted loudly

Hahaha, brothers, here are two fine horses again. Among the group of Yellow Turban bandits, a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, possessing the appearance of a brave warrior, shouted loudly.

"Two legs cannot outrun four legs; no matter how we resist, we cannot match the strength of the steel knife in the hands of a warrior. So why should we run?" Cao Chan calmly looked at Liao Hua, subtly giving him a small compliment.

"Younger brother, be cautious in your words; this is no longer the time for great sages and virtuous teachers. It is wise to be careful." The leader of the Yellow Turban bandits spoke with a serious expression as they discussed this matter.

"You are quite calm." Looking at himself with an unyielding gaze, the words of Cao Chan were rather clever. A fleeting admiration flashed in Liao Hua's eyes as he smiled, sheathing his long knife, and said kindly, "I see you are calm in the face of challenges, which is commendable. How about joining the Yellow Turbans?"

The old coachman was immediately taken aback, his mouth agape, moving his lips, unsure of what to say.

Hmph. Sooner or later, we will restore the glory of the Yellow Turbans from back in the day. " The fierce-looking man on the left still expressed his dissatisfaction.

"Hi, a few foolish people." Seeing the demeanor of Cao Chan and the others, the coachman who had just shouted expressed his frustration and dissatisfaction, and then turned to the carriage behind him, saying: "Miss, please hold on, your old servant is going to speed up."

"Do not move; the opponent is cavalry, equipped with horses and weapons. If we run, it is certain death, and resisting is even more so," Cao Chan said, firmly grabbing Chen Wan, who was about to turn and fight.

This is good, I like it. No wonder I've been feeling unwell these past few days; it turns out no one has been scrubbing my back. Hehe. Upon hearing this, the fierce-looking man broke into a broad smile and said.

Hehe. Then let's go together and press on. The leader of the Yellow Turbans also chuckled, expressing satisfaction with Liao Hua's suggestion, and said cheerfully.

The soft response that echoed within was like a calm lake, devoid of any ripples. It was evident that the young lady inside possessed remarkable composure.

Unbeknownst to them, Cao Chan's discourse, when faced with turmoil, has already conquered the four with his calm demeanor in contrast to theirs