"Report! Great sage, there is a situation in the enemy camp."
A yellow scarf ran very fast into Zhang Jiao's residence.
"What's going on, cough!" Zhang Jiao started coughing violently as soon as he opened his mouth.
Since Lu Zhi went north, he has been defeated one after another, and there has been no reply to the Yellow Turban messages sent to various places. His "foreign aid" is now unable to be contacted due to the complicated war and long distances.
Due to internal and external troubles, Zhang Jiao eventually became depressed and became ill. He originally cured it with some talisman water, but the war situation continued to deteriorate, causing his health to deteriorate as well!
The messenger Huang Jin looked at Zhang Jiao, who was shaking violently due to coughing, and quickly stepped forward to support him. The Yellow Jin people in Julu were all fanatics who worshiped Zhang Jiao.
"You can only watch the enemy troops from the tower, but you can't see clearly what's going on."
Zhang Jiao didn't say much, and stood up directly, preparing to go to the tower to take a look in person. The nine-section staff in his hand now acted as a crutch for support.
Soon the two of them came to the top of the city tower. Zhang Jiao had been practicing regularly since receiving the "Taiping Qingling Dao" from the immortals. His body was different from ordinary people. At this moment, he used his eyesight to look far away.
The movements in Lu Zhi's camp were all visible, but he could only make out an outline.
"Build ladders and dig trenches at the same time?" Zhang Jiao seemed to be saying to himself.
The yellow scarf next to him became even more enthusiastic. The great virtuous teacher is indeed an immortal!
After thinking about it, Zhang Jiao seemed to understand Lu Zhi's intention, "As expected of Lu Zhi, he is both offensive and defensive, he can win even when defending, and he is not afraid of attacking."
After saying this, Zhang Jiao turned around and went back. He was also not afraid of the power of the three cities. Lu Zhi did not dare to act rashly. However, the food in the city was enough for them and the court for two or three years. When the "foreign aid" came into force, there was no need to worry about the Han Dynasty being destroyed.
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On Wancheng's side, Zhang Mancheng finally decided to go out of the city and defeat Qin Jie in one fell swoop.
As usual, Qin Jie took his people to Wancheng and scolded him: "The bandit Zhang Mancheng is a Han citizen and has raised an army to fight against the Han. You are unfaithful and unjust. Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"
Qin Jie didn't think about the other party's reply. After all, the other party never replied after a hundred days of stalemate.
Today, there was movement on the city tower. A Han sword first appeared in Qin Jie's sight, followed by a face wearing a yellow cloth hat and a big beard.
"Stop using your words! Today my divine envoy Zhang Mancheng will chop off your head!" The voice sounded a bit like hoarseness, but also a bit like a drake's voice.
When Qin Jie heard this, he was not only not angry, but also laughed a little: "Okay! Come down quickly and fight with me to see who is using his words!"
It’s so frustrating! After a hundred days of stalemate, the other side was finally willing to go out of the city to fight. Qin Jie almost doubted his life outside Wancheng.
He turned around and rode his horse back to the camp, summoned his more than 5,000 soldiers to form a formation and rushed outside Wancheng Gate.
On the tall city wall of Wancheng, the hanging door slowly lowered, kicking up a cloud of dust. The simple gate at the rear opened, and Zhang Mancheng led his three generals on horseback. The yellow scarf soldiers could not be seen at the end behind him.
"Child! If you're scared, it's still too late to go back now." Zhang Mancheng played with the Han sword in his hand and said jokingly to Qin Jie.
Qin Jie was not afraid at all, and all he could see on his face was excitement!
He was once the captain of Jiangxia County and was born as a warrior. The imperial court appointed him to be the governor of Nanyang. It was originally a good opportunity to make achievements, but unfortunately he failed to achieve anything for a hundred days.
"Stop being so arrogant! Do you dare to fight with me?" Qin Jie's loud voice spread throughout the scene.
The soldiers on both sides heard clearly, and the soldiers on Qin Jie's side continued to cheer him on, adding to his momentum.
The two armies faced each other, and if Zhang Mancheng failed to surrender, wouldn't he be a dwarf out of thin air and lose the first battle?
"Since you want to die in a hurry, I can't blame you, Grandpa Zhang!"
Zhang Mancheng dismounted and jumped out of the horse, taking the lead!
Qin Jie was not slow either, he came out of the formation and rushed towards Zhang Mancheng!
Both of them are holding an eight-sided Han sword. The Han sword is a status symbol that ordinary people are not worthy of possessing. As the commander-in-chief of his family, Qin Jie often holds a Han sword. Zhang Mancheng wanted to improve himself after capturing Wancheng.
He deliberately changed his identity to hold the Han sword.
The two horses passed by each other in the field. In the first move, they charged with power, but neither one could do anything to the other. Qin Jie turned the horse's head and prepared to fight again, thinking in his heart: "I really don't dare to underestimate it."
This thief is so powerful."
If Qin Jie hadn't gritted his teeth and held in his breath, he might have pulled out the long sword at this moment.
Zhang Mancheng also turned the horse's head, but unlike Qin Jie, he felt much more relaxed, "I thought this man was so brave that he dared to come alone, but I didn't expect that I thought highly of him!"
The two horses approached again in an instant. This time they did not miss each other, but became entangled together. The two horses were short-range soldiers and were not suitable for charge battles.
Qin Jie no longer underestimated Zhang Mancheng, and thrust out the long sword in his hand first, directly striking Zhang Mancheng's eyes!
The eyes are the beauty of the body, this move is very vicious!
Zhang Man was not slow in his attack. He slashed out with the long sword in his hand and blocked Qin Jie's sword.
He was originally a swordsman, but in order to show off his status, he forcibly switched to a sword. The long sword lacked any dexterity in his hand, and instead seemed like a tool for carrying brute force!
Qin Jie didn't put his sword back after his sword was blocked. He wanted to win quickly! He could see that Zhang Mancheng was not very skilled in swordsmanship, so the long sword fell down and pierced Zhang Mancheng's waist!
After Zhang Mancheng blocked the sword, he was already preparing a counterattack. Unexpectedly, Qin Jie did not sheath his sword and attacked again. He was in a panic and swung the long sword in his hand outwards again.
Qin Jie quickly retracted the hand holding the sword, leaving Zhang Mancheng in vain. He reined in his horse with his left hand, turned to Zhang Mancheng's side, and stabbed out the sword again, pointing directly at Zhang Mancheng's temple!
Zhang Mancheng became more and more panicked as he fought, and said in his heart: "If I had known, I would have used a knife!"
At the same time, he crawled on the horse's back to avoid the stabbing sword. He reined in the horse with his left hand and crossed Qin Jie's way!
"Humph! That means Grandpa Zhang didn't bring a big knife, otherwise I would have chopped off your head." Zhang Mancheng, who had a little breathing time, did not let Qin Jie go.
"Hahaha! Ridiculous!" Qin Jie laughed loudly, causing all the soldiers behind him to laugh.
Zhang Mancheng dared to laugh at me? He immediately closed his mouth and stepped forward again. As he approached, he brought the long sword to his armpit and slashed horizontally with his backhand, causing a gust of wind!
Qin Jie was not afraid. As a warrior, he rode horses all year round. His equestrian skills were not a little better than Zhang Mancheng's. He let go of the reins with his left hand and fell backwards, perfectly avoiding the sword.
Then he quickly stood up. At this moment, Zhang Mancheng's growth sword had been swung. It was just when the middle door was wide open. Qin Jie did not show any mercy at all. He raised his body and with the force of lightning, the long sword broke through Zhang Mancheng's armor and plunged straight into his belly!
Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, and Sun Xia suddenly felt bad when they saw the sword coming out from behind!
"Ah!" Zhang Mancheng let out a cry of pain as his body hurt.
A sword in his belly was not enough to kill him, so he slashed at Qin Jie with the sword in his hand.
Qin Jie released his long sword, reined in his horse and retreated, shouting loudly: "The thief has been hit by the sword! Follow me and kill him!"
The soldiers under his command also saw clearly the sword used by their general to defeat the enemy general from the front. At this moment, the morale was strong, and the five thousand soldiers took their positions and moved toward Wancheng to cover up the enemy!
Han Zhong was the most courageous among the Yellow Turban generals in Wancheng. He was frightened by the power of the enemy and turned his horse around to head into the city.
Zhao Hong and Sun Xia didn't know why, but once the fight was opened, the battle couldn't be fought, so they followed closely and fled back to the city.
The backbone of the Yellow Turban soldiers was gone, and they all fled back to Wancheng in panic. The Yellow Turbans on the tower also hurriedly pulled up the suspension bridge, so that more than a thousand Yellow Turbans had no time to escape back to the city.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Mancheng was so angry that he vomited out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, he fainted and fell from his horse, not knowing whether to live or die.
Qin Jie's army covered them up and killed more than a thousand Yellow Turbans.
"You rats! It's better to surrender to the city as soon as possible! Otherwise, sooner or later, like Zhang Mancheng, you will die by my sword!" Qin Jie spoke loudly below the city.
The hearts of the Yellow Turbans on the city tower, Zhao Hong, Han Zhong and others who had just escaped into the city were beating violently and banging!
All of them were beaten to the point of losing their courage! They felt like surrendering to the city!
After Qin Jie retreated, the fear subsided.
Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, and Sun Xia also calmed down a little.
"We must not surrender!" Zhao Hong was the first to speak, "If we surrender, the three of us will inevitably die!"
Han Zhong and Sun Xia were convinced after hearing this. For ordinary Yellow Turbans, surrender would probably be possible, but for a small leader like them, the only way out would be death.
Han Zhong was a little scared thinking about how he had been frightened and fled back to the city. Now that the big boss Zhang Mancheng was dead, the three of them were at the same level. At this moment, it was inevitable to elect a new commander-in-chief. If the two of them asked themselves,
Not easy to communicate with.
"The most important thing now is to elect a new Qu Commander! Brother Zhao is the person with the highest martial arts skills here. I would like to recommend Brother Zhao as Qu Commander to continue to lead our tribe!" Han Zhong directly recommended the one with outstanding brains and martial arts among the three.
Zhao Hong.
He knew that if Zhao Hong was not recommended, Zhao Hong might attack him soon.
Sun Xia was originally a relatively honest farmer, and had been a general all the way. However, he was good at swordsmanship, strong, and had no scheming skills.
After hearing what Han Zhong said, he nodded, "Brother Zhao is indeed amazing!"
When Zhao Hong heard this, he immediately forgot about what had just happened! He felt a little kind in his heart, "You two are so determined to recommend me as your commander-in-chief, I will never let you down!"
Zhao Hong did not refuse. He was originally a little dissatisfied with Zhang Mancheng. The great virtuous teacher was called "General Tiangong". Zhang Mancheng called himself "God's Envoy" and did not call himself Commander Qu. He obviously wanted to get rid of the great virtuous teacher and establish another mountain.
He, Zhao Hong, joined the Yellow Turbans in order to follow the great virtuous master, not because of Zhang Mancheng! At this moment, he also regards himself as Qu Shuai.
After the three hit it off, they gathered all the Yellow Turbans and people in Wancheng and announced the news that Zhang Mancheng had unfortunately died in battle and that Zhao Hong had become the new commander of the canal.
Zhao Hong immediately promised that everything in the city would remain the same as in the past. In addition, he already had a strategy to defeat the enemy. Everyone did not need to panic and just had to do their own thing well.
After these words, Wancheng's original panic atmosphere was calmed down, but where did he find the strategy to defeat the enemy?