Now that Wang Zheng's intention was known, even if he didn't know the reason, the pace of the army's advance slowed down again.
Even on their marching route, they chose to bypass the central area of Zhao County, where the noble families gathered, and walked a lot of distance.
Along the way, we also met several teams of rich families rushing towards the county government. They hurriedly chose the road and met the Heavenly Army head-on. Under Wang Zheng's instruction, the Heavenly Army only made a few moves to scare them, but did not really stop them.
When the royal army arrived at the county government office in a mighty force, the gate was already tightly closed, and there was a faint sound of soldiers clashing.
At this time, there was already a strong formation inside.
The soldiers and servants either moved stones, climbed trees or branches, or even more climbed the walls. Everyone climbed to high places to set up their bows and arrows.
The offensive and defensive sides truly formed a dual-peak confrontation.
If it weren't for the panic on the faces of dozens of people, the defenders with a small number of people would be condescending at this moment, and their momentum would be really strong.
After a rough sweep, Wang Zheng nodded slightly.
Judging from the fact that the number of these archers exceeds half a hundred, given this long time, almost all of them should have gathered here.
When bandits invade the city, especially those with such a reputation as the Yellow Turban Bandits, the wealthy households in Zhao County, which had suffered disasters back then, knew very well that they would be among the first to be liquidated.
Not to mention the disaster of ruining the family, there is also the disaster of annihilation.
It is impossible to stop these thieves in your own high-rise compound. The wealthy families who know this well have to join the group to keep warm.
The county monarch may just want to ask them to provide some servants to protect the county government to strengthen the county government's defense capabilities, but these and their families will inevitably come in droves.
"Let me notify Goldman Sachs and ask him to arrange for the villagers to enter the city."
Wang Zheng pointed at the county government office and turned to signal Xu Fang: "They have already vacated the house and swept the couches to welcome us."
Xu Fang joked: "General, we must not refuse this great favor."
Their eyes met, and the two laughed at the same time.
at this time.
Several servants in the county government's inner courtyard temporarily built a simple high platform, and County Lord Cui Xian and Zuo Jin, the head of the Zuo clan in Zhao County, also stepped up carefully.
They found a bunker and showed up, hoping to observe the situation outside.
Still holding on to the possibility of luck in my heart.
Both of them had either witnessed or heard about it, and they were in Qingzhou. When they first heard that thousands of yellow turban bandits were entering the city, they were panicked, but after calming down and thinking about it, they both realized that it was not a dead end.
Just a yellow turban thief.
They have always been able to gather crowds very quickly, which is the only advantage of this group of thieves. They can easily gather tens of thousands of people.
Everything else is shortcomings.
Discipline is chaotic, equipment is crude, and combat effectiveness is extremely poor. Field battles are broken at a single blow, and they have neither the means nor the equipment to attack fortresses.
In a word, mustard moss is as bad as ear.
Faced with such an enemy, Cui Xiun was confident that he could withstand the bandits' offensive for a period of time and find an opportunity to send a letter for help as long as he relied on the county government for defense.
Several county towns close to Zhao County have military camps stationed not far outside the city. Since the other party only has these numbers, it proves that the power of the State Muhu is still there, and other Qingzhou military camps have not responded accordingly.
What's more, Zhou Mu is attacking Xuzhou recently, and Zhao County is on one of the logistics transportation roads. Cao Jun will find something wrong at any time and will rush to help immediately.
As soon as the army arrives, this group of thieves who surrendered and rebelled will be wiped out in an instant.
What made Cui Xun even more overjoyed was that more than a dozen wealthy families in the county gathered at the county government office. Not only did they put together more than 200 personal troops, but they also brought over a hundred pieces of equipment and armor.
There are even fifty strong bows and crossbows.
It’s actually more than the arsenal of weapons in our own county? Is the power of our Han people so powerful now so astonishing?
This made Cui Xixi, the county king, secretly shocked and did not even dare to think deeply.
But at this critical moment, this was rare good news, which gave Cui Xun hope to persevere.
The fear gradually disappeared, and instead, the enthusiasm for meritorious deeds emerged.
Two years ago, Ying Shao, the prefect of Taishan who was a scholar like Cui Xun and had little experience in marching and fighting, had achieved impressive results against the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans.
With only 30,000 people defending the city, they were able to resist hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves, forcing them to retreat in the end.
If Ying Zhongyuan can do it, I can do it too!
Cui Xiun was full of confidence and felt that if he could resist thousands of thieves with only 300 people, he might not be able to do anything.
But when he and Zuo Jin actually saw the thieves on the opposite side with their own eyes, these delusions were instantly shattered.
Looking at the team in front of him, it was clear that several elderly people seemed to have been from the county, but Zuo Jin still felt very strange.
He muttered to himself in disbelief.
"This is... Qingzhou Army?"
The first team to arrive at the county government office at this moment was naturally the Tiangang Army.
Although the weapon library has been obtained, the five hundred people have not yet changed their clothes. Except for Wang Zheng and Xu Fang, most of them are still in rags and rags.
It's just that the tattered outer clothes can't hide the muscles all over the body. Everyone has a strong body and a fierce and murderous look on their faces. They are completely unlike the Yellow Turban Army in Zuo Jin's memory, where everyone has yellow faces and muscles.
But Cui Xun was even more surprised not by the individual differences, but by the overall transformation.
The neat and orderly queue and the straight and upright standing posture make people feel that they are heroic and brave at first sight, and they are actually the image of a strong army.
The more he looked closely, the more horrified he became. At this moment, Cui Xiun's face was as dark as water, his eyes swept back and forth, and he remained silent. Suddenly he let out a startled sound, pointed to the left side of the team and shouted:
"Mr. Zuo, who is this man? Do you know him?"
When Zuo Jin shouted out like this, he immediately looked surprised.
He was a tall young man wearing armor and carrying a sword. He looked very young.
At this moment, he was not standing at the front of the team. Instead, he was casually leaning against a tree outside the door, and was calmly looking around the county government office.
When the two of them looked at him, the young man seemed to sense something and immediately glanced over.
Cui Xun and Zuo Jin were shocked at the same time, and had the illusion that their eyes were stinging.
The other party's eyes were shining brightly, like the rising sun, so bright that it was impossible to look directly into it.
Immediately, I had an enlightenment and understood the identity of the other party!
The young man only glanced at them, smiled, made a strange gesture towards the two of them, and then turned his head sideways.
"This boy must be the leader of these thieves!"
Zuo Jin snorted coldly and expressed his judgment.
"What Zuo Gong saw is not bad." Cui Xun nodded in approval.
At this time, looking at the formation of this bandit army, it was clear that they were moving towards the young man, forming a defensive force.
After thinking about it, Cui Xun was greatly puzzled: "I'm just curious, how can such a young person gather a crowd to accomplish something?"
"What does this gesture mean?"
Recalling the other party's actions just now, Cui Xun also stretched out the middle finger of his right hand and asked: "Master Zuo is very knowledgeable, do you know what he means?"
"It's weird." Zuo Jin shook his head and said with disdain: "The thieves are accustomed to using tricks, pretending to be mysterious and playing tricks on others!"
While the two of them were wondering about Wang Zheng's identity, batch after batch of heavenly troops continued to pour in.
As the number of people increased, the faces of the two began to look ugly.
"At least three thousand people." Zuo Jin also served in the army when he was young, and he made an estimate by looking at the crowds of people.
"There are not a few elite people like the first batch." Cui Xiun added after observing for a long time.
The two looked at each other and sighed at the same time.
ps: The "middle finger" first appeared at the end of the Hundred Years' War between England and France. British archers caused heavy losses to the French army. The French army vowed to cut off the middle fingers of the British archers when they pulled the bows after defeating the British army. However, the French army was defeated miserably.
.When the French army retreated, the British archers stretched out their right middle fingers to show off their still existing middle fingers.