Just after a brutal offensive and defensive battle, when the Yuan army howled into the city, soon after the killing cries and cries, there was a mess, blood and corpses everywhere, both from the enemy and ourselves, as well as
Innocent third parties.
At this time, the official lobby changed owners for the third time in a period of time.
However, as the winner, Wen Chou, the pride and joy on his face suddenly disappeared after listening to the report of his subordinates, and he became so gloomy that he felt like dripping water!
Even though he had been to the front line in person, witnessed the stubborn resistance displayed by the defenders during the day at close range, and had already been mentally prepared, when he actually heard the specific casualty figures, even though he had been on the battlefield for a long time and had a cold nature, he was still a little embarrassed.
accept.
More than eight hundred....
This number is simply shocking!
Wen Chou couldn't believe it. He used an army of 5,000 to attack a small town that was not even a county seat. The defenders only had 1,000 people, but he could have lost 800 of his best soldiers!
Are these a bunch of yellow turban bandits?
He stayed in Linzi around the New Year's Eve and heard a lot of rumors about Wang Zheng and his heavenly army. Even the wealthy and famous families all agreed that their combat power was very impressive, far beyond the comparison of other peasant rebel armies.
But Wen Chou still just listened, but didn't take it seriously, let alone take it seriously.
Grandpa has fought against countless Yellow Turban bandits. How strong can such a rabble be, no matter how strong they are?
He just felt that these people had never seen a real heroic army, so they made a fuss and exaggerated, and still underestimated Wang Zheng and his army.
After experiencing it personally, Wen Chou finally reluctantly admitted it in his heart.
It seems to be quite capable of fighting.
But then I thought again, these soldiers should be the elite of Wang Zheng's men. I don't think there will be too many, right?
He reasoned according to common sense and took it for granted. However, although Wen Chou was not a famous general, he was not a mediocre person either. After the setback, he did not neglect him anymore.
For the sake of safety, he still said to a young man beside him: "Master Yan, according to what you and others said before, the number of bandits is over ten thousand. I would like to ask you for advice. How many soldiers like this in this city can be among the bandit army?"
how?"
That young man was Yan Chu, the young master of the Yan family in Linzi. When Wen Chou asked, he thought about it and said:
"General Wen, I was also present when the king's thieves went into battle in person and led his troops to attack the city."
"The soldiers around him are also so brave and good at fighting, but the specific number is not clear, but there are always one or two thousand."
Wen Chou said oh and nodded, not too disappointed.
After all, this well-dressed young man has never served in the army, so he just asked casually without expecting much.
What he said is reasonable.
The generals have all gone into battle, and naturally all the soldiers beside them are soldiers.
In addition, the city head is of vital importance, so it is naturally a place where the best troops can be gathered.
It's just that at least one or two thousand people are considered. Excluding the one thousand people in this city, there are still one thousand people left.
This is not good news.
What's more, Wen Chou recalled the city of Linzi and felt that based on his estimate, the total number of elites should be more than three thousand...
If there are three thousand such brave soldiers, it will be a bit difficult!
He only brought 5,000 Yuan troops this time, and now there are only 4,000 left. Although Wen Chou is still confident and feels that the chance of victory is high, he also feels that it is likely to be a tragic victory!
Is this what it means to stand up for Cao Cao?
He was pondering in silence, thinking about whether to send a message to his lord to inquire, and when he was deciding whether to move forward, he saw a group of subordinates escorting more than a dozen people to the hall.
"General, the last general led his army to pursue the fleeing enemies. Fortunately, he lived up to his command and captured most of them..."
"Most of it?" Wen Chou narrowed his eyes, looking increasingly narrow and cold.
He asked quietly: "So something was leaked?"
"The enemy divided into four groups and fled. The general and others only captured three groups." The sentry cavalry hesitated and said: "But one group of people was missed, but the number is not large, there should be only five or six people at most."
Hearing this, Wen Chou snorted and seemed a little dissatisfied, but he didn't get angry immediately.
He is cruel to others, but he is tolerant to his own soldiers and understands them. After all, in Xuzhou, these Jizhou soldiers are unfamiliar with the place. Moreover, these bandits do have some abilities and are not ordinary mobs.
He glanced down at the dozens of people who were forced to kneel down in the hall, and saw that everyone was covered in blood and bruised. Some of the marks looked like they were not caused by fighting, but were tortured by Yuan Jun along the way.
After touring for a while, Wen Chou's eyes suddenly lit up, he pointed at one of them and said, "You, raise your head."
Looking at Gao Xiong's face, Wen Chou gave a ferocious smile and said with great joy, "I remember you. You were commanding at the top of the city before. You must be the leader of the thieves here."
That person is Gao Xiong.
Seeing Wen Chou's ferocious appearance and majestic figure, the eyes that were staring at him now had an evil green light, and he couldn't help but be struck by its ferocious power, and he felt fear in his heart.
Gao Xiong, you must not be a coward!
We cannot lose the face of the general! We cannot lose the face of the people of Qingzhou!
Secretly cheering himself up, Gao Xiong plucked up the courage, laughed and glared angrily: "Ugly little bird, why are you calling Naigong?"
Hearing this, Wen Chou was not angry. He just stared at Gao Xiong with interest for a while, and then suddenly laughed:
"You guys, why do you have to show off in front of me?"
"I noticed that your eyebrows are thin, the ends of your eyes are droopy, the bridge of your nose is collapsed, and your ears are narrow..."
The more he talked, the more excited he became. Wen Chou stood up directly, walked quickly to Gao Xiong, laughed evilly, and suddenly slapped his face:
"Oh, my eyes are still wandering."
"This is the appearance of a selfish, cowardly and greedy villain!"
"Are you still pretending to be a loyal minister and a righteous man in front of me?"
Wen Chou stared at him with disdain and said word by word: "Quickly tell us all the deeds of the king's thief that we know, complete and false. I will be very merciful and spare your life!"
"I..."
As if he had encountered a natural enemy, Gao Xiong felt that all the strength in his body was draining away bit by bit as he looked at that evil face so close at hand, and the blood and courage in his heart was also melting away bit by bit.
"If you don't tell me, you'll die!"
Wen Chou yelled and cursed again, causing Kaohsiung to tremble all over, and a voice emerged from his heart.
That was telling him that Wen Chou was right, you are just a villain who is greedy for life and afraid of death, a selfish person.
What you should do at this time is to immediately listen to the other party, obey the other party, and tell everything you know.
That’s everything about royal government and the heavenly army!
only...
I thought about the changes in my life since I followed Wang Zheng, as well as the changes in my family and fellow villagers.
The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans began to eat and drink enough every day, and their faces finally stopped being numb and smiled.
They began to be able to walk every step of the way with their backs straight and their heads held high, looking at everyone.
Everyone began to have confidence, dignity, pride, and hope...
All this made Gao Xiong feel that in order to prevent his family and fellow villagers from returning to the days of being insensitive and bowing their heads, he could not listen to that voice!
Go and betray the royal government and the heavenly army in exchange for a way out.
But that voice is getting louder and louder!
It is so loud that it is deafening, and it has a strong bewitching power...
Gao Xiong's reason, morality, and humanity all surrendered one by one.