Jushu advised: "Lord, this must not be done. The Yellow Turban bandits in Nanyang are very powerful. The number of people who surrender to the thieves every day ranges from tens of thousands to thousands. Now there are more than 100,000 Yellow Turban bandits in Nanyang. And even if we add more The 5,000 elite soldiers brought by Mr. Shang Zhongjing are less than 30,000, and most of them are new recruits who have just been recruited. They don't even have decent weapons. My lord needs to think long term."
Liu Xin hated to see the people living at the bottom suffer the most, and said with a stern face: "Gong Yu is right, our current strength is far from that of the Nanyang Yellow Turbans. But tens of thousands of people fleeing outside the city are already homeless. Looking at their I can imagine the situation of the people who fell into the hands of the Yellow Turbans. As a parent official, how can I not feel sad? In the past, I didn’t have soldiers and horses, but now I have five thousand elite soldiers like Zhong Jing, plus the previous ones. The 20,000 new troops recruited in the coming days should be able to give it a try. I have made up my mind, you should discuss it carefully and discuss how to regain Nanyang."
Tian Feng thought for a while and said: "My lord, I just received the report that the imperial court has appointed Lu Zhi as the North Zhonglang general to attack Zhangjiao in Jizhou; Huangfu Song has been appointed as the Zuo Zhonglang general, and Zhu Jun has been appointed as the Right Zhonglang general to attack Yingchuanbo. Cai. Yingchuan is close to the capital, so the imperial court will definitely encircle and suppress it with heavy troops. After Yingchuan is pacified, it will send troops to Nanyang. If the lord can use this time to recover Nanyang on his own, it will be a good thing. From then on, Nanyang will be under the control of the lord. Already."
Seeing that Liu Xin was determined to regain Nanyang, Jushou came up with a plan and said: "My lord wants to take Nanyang, so use a surprise attack. In the past few days, the Yellow Turban Zhang Mancheng's subordinates Han Zhong, Zhao Hong, Sun Xia and others have divided their forces to plunder. More than ten county towns have been destroyed. But in this case, Wancheng will definitely be empty. The lord can lead an elite army to raid Wancheng at night. As long as Wancheng is captured, the remaining thieves can be defeated one by one."
After hearing Jushou's plan, Kuai Liang felt the same and said, "I will also offer you a plan. Wancheng can be easily obtained."
Zhang Mancheng captured Wancheng in a surprise attack in the middle of the night. He lived in the spacious and comfortable prefect's mansion and was very satisfied. Now, with his head wrapped in a yellow scarf every day, there is an endless stream of people coming to seek refuge with him. Thinking of the past, he faced the loess with his back to the sky, year after year. After a year of hard work, it doesn't matter if you don't have enough to eat, you have to always look at the boss's face and pay attention to the difficulties made by the guards. Now the hateful boss has long been dead, and those guards have also escaped without a trace. Now He is the master of Wancheng, and he can drink as much as he likes and eat as much meat as he likes. Good news comes to Han Zhong and the others every day. The plundered gold, silver and jewels are piled up in the front hall and back office of the prefect's mansion. Now he is stamping his feet Stomping his feet, the whole Wancheng was shaking. Zhang Mancheng was holding Chu Gong's two beautiful concubines in his arms. Chu Gong's wife was kneeling aside to pour wine for them. In the center of the hall, several wives of Nanyang officials were The girl was singing and dancing. Zhang Mancheng took the wine glass from Mrs. Chu's hand and drank it all in one gulp. Such a wonderful day!
When Zhang Mancheng was happy in the prefect's mansion, Wancheng was a hell on earth. When the Yellow Turban Army entered the city, tragedies only occurred in the homes of wealthy noble families in the city. Their property was robbed, women were insulted, men were killed, and many families were wiped out. However, The situation quickly got out of control, and the wealth and women of the wealthy noble families were basically taken away by the leaders of all sizes. So the Yellow Turban tribesmen who had not reaped the benefits pointed their butcher knives at the ordinary people in the city. At first, they just One or two families were robbed, and then it slowly spread until it enveloped the whole city. More and more yellow scarf bandits were involved in riots, killings, rapes, arson, and robberies were happening every moment. For a time, Wancheng was devastated with ruins and corpses strewn everywhere. There were only two options before the people, either to flee their homes or to wrap up in yellow scarves and join the ranks of the thugs.
In the past few days, more and more people have entered Wancheng wearing yellow scarves. Zhang Mancheng's team is getting stronger and stronger, but his control over his subordinates is getting worse and worse. There are not many things left in the city to rob, and many yellow scarf teams have
The Cheng system went out of the city to plunder, and Han Zhong and the others had not paid tribute to him for two days. But Zhang Mancheng didn't care about all this. He had lived for decades and had never been as comfortable as now. He spent all day
Living in a drunken life and dreaming of death, leaning against the red and green trees, he even thought that it would be worth it to die now.
It is getting dark, and the streets of Wancheng, which have been noisy all day, have not calmed down. Groups of drunken Yellow Turban thieves can still be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. From time to time, women's pain can be heard from the houses on the street.
screams and moans.
On East Street, a tall young man with a yellow scarf on his head and clothed clothes stood on the street, his bright eyes staring firmly ahead. It was Liu Xin. Three days ago, according to the discussed strategy, he personally led thousands of people.
Yu Xinbing pretended to be Yellow Turban bandits and sneaked into Wancheng in batches. As long as these new soldiers were wrapped in Yellow Turbans, they could not tell the difference from the real Yellow Turban bandits. They even carried similar weapons, including sickles and hoes, almost effortlessly.
He entered Wancheng.
Zhao Yun stood to his left holding a bright silver spear, and Dian Wei held two large iron halberds and followed closely behind him. Nearly a thousand people had gathered around them, all of whom were wearing yellow scarves, and some were holding hoes.
, some holding iron rakes, and some holding sticks, followed closely behind Liu Xin. Everyone tied a white cloth strip on their right arm. This was a sign for them and the Yellow Turban bandits to identify themselves and the enemy.
Liu Xin moved toward the prefect's mansion, waved her hand, Zhao Yun shook his spear, and rushed in front. At this time, in the four gates of Wancheng, many people with their heads wrapped in yellow scarves and their arms wrapped in white cloth gradually appeared on the streets.
Zhang Mancheng was standing next to the bed at this time. A naked girl was holding the bed with both hands and standing with her buttocks sticking out and her back to him. Zhang Mancheng was lying behind the girl, twitching his body back and forth. The girl was the daughter of Nanyang County Cheng, and
Not pretty, but Zhang Mancheng likes this feeling. Seeing these once-high-ranking ladies and ladies being pressed under him and listening to their gentle moans, Zhang Mancheng is particularly excited. Zhang Mancheng is enjoying this with his eyes closed.
When he was feeling pleasure, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and then a pain in his heart. He opened his eyes, and a silver gun tip was revealed on his chest. The gun tip suddenly disappeared again, and blood spurted out from his chest, falling on his chest.
A large and gorgeous peach blossom bloomed on the girl's snow-white back. Zhang Mancheng looked at all this in disbelief, and gradually his body softened and he lay on the girl's body. Zhao Yun drew out his sword, stepped forward, waved it lightly, and picked it up.
Zhang Mancheng's head turned around and left the room, and a girl's scream came from behind.
In Wancheng, there were sounds of killing, and the battle went extremely smoothly. The Jingzhou Army was dressed the same as the Yellow Turban Army. The only special thing was that they had white cloth strips on their right arms. When the Jingzhou Army suddenly launched an attack, many of the Yellow Turban Army had not yet figured it out.
What happened was that he became a ghost under the sword. At that time, there were only about 20,000 Yellow Turban troops in the city, and they were neither prepared nor organized. They quickly fell apart. The battle only lasted for more than an hour, and then gradually subsided. It was dawn.
, the surviving common people quietly poked their heads out, and teams of twos and threes were patrolling the streets. These people were dressed and even had the same weapons as the Yellow Turban bandits, except that there was no yellow scarf on their heads and white stripes on their arms. Groups of Yellow Turban bandits.
As they were being escorted out of the city, another banner with the word "Han" was erected on the tower of the four gates. Wancheng was recaptured by the imperial court!
Liu Xin did not expect that things would go so smoothly, it was like a dream, but he was not dazzled by the victory. He understood that the Yellow Turban bandits who went to rob various counties would soon come back to rob Wancheng after hearing the news, because they
Most of the property looted these days is now concentrated here. While Liu Xin organized people to appease the people in the city, repaired the city walls, and prepared defense equipment, he also sent people to send the news to Xinye. He still had backup plans.
There is a valley fifty miles south of Wancheng. Zhang Fei and five thousand Changsha elite soldiers have been ambushing here all night. According to estimates, the Yellow Turban defeated soldiers will flee here as soon as this afternoon. However, a cloud of smoke and dust rose in the distance.
The soldiers became nervous, with their swords unsheathed and arrows cocked. The figures in front were getting closer and closer. Zhang Fei took a closer look and was shocked. These people turned out to be elite soldiers of the Han Dynasty who had abandoned their helmets and armor! Where are these soldiers? Zhang Fei thought
I don't understand, the new soldiers brought by my lord have no clothes and armor, and the soldiers Xu Huang brought are all cavalry, and the officers and soldiers of Nanyang should have been dispersed long ago.
After letting this group of officers and soldiers go, there was another cloud of dust and smoke behind them. The Yellow Turban Army followed closely and gradually entered the ambush area. Zhang Fei waved his hand and said, "Shoot!" Thousands of arrows were fired in unison, and rocks rolled on the hillsides on both sides. The Yellow Turban Army
While chasing the officers and soldiers, he did not pay attention to the arrows on both sides, which were like locusts, and stones of various sizes hit his head like raindrops. The Yellow Turban Army was originally not in a formation, but they were suddenly ambushed during the pursuit, and there was chaos. Zhang Fei jumped on his horse and suddenly
He raised his eight snake spears in his hand and shouted "Kill!". The sergeants lying in ambush on both sides rushed into the enemy formation with shouts like fierce tigers coming down the mountain. Zhang Fei took the lead, stabbing left and right, and the place he passed was like entering an uninhabited land.
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In the Yellow Turban team, Zhao Hong was holding a long spear in his hand and was shouting down the rebels. Zhang Fei caught a glimpse, reined in his horse and rushed over. Zhao Hong suddenly saw Zhang Fei rushing towards him and turned around to leave. Zhang Fei shook his spear and swiped it.
After stabbing him, Zhao Hong swayed and fell off his horse. Seeing that their leader was killed, the already chaotic Yellow Turban troops turned around and retreated, fleeing outside the valley. The Yellow Turban troops outside the valley were still swarming in, fighting each other.
Trampled on, there were countless casualties. Sun Xia couldn't restrain Han Zhong who was in the rear group, and he also fled north with the group. Zhang Fei then used his army to cover up the attack and pursued closely.
Liu Xin stood on the tower of Wancheng, nervously watching the situation in the south, and looking up at the sky from time to time. The sun had already risen, so it stands to reason that the Yellow Turban Army should have arrived.
"Brother, look, here we come!" Zhao Yun has good eyesight and saw a cloud of smoke and dust from a distance. Liu Xin's heart tightened and he ordered: "Archers, prepare!" What he brought were all new recruits who had just been recruited.
The recruits performed outstandingly in the battle that night, annihilating more than 8,000 Yellow Turbans in the city and capturing more than 10,000 people. After the baptism of the battle, many recruits have overcome their fear, but they are disdainful of the Yellow Turbans.
The expansion is spreading quietly, which is what Liu Xin is most worried about. Today, whether he can block the full counterattack of the Yellow Turban Army is the key to regaining the entire Nanyang. Liu Xin does not dare to take it lightly. According to estimates, the Yellow Turban counterattack should have started yesterday.
, if the Yellow Turban comes one day later, the preparations will be better, and Wancheng's defense will be more difficult. Liu Xin understands that as the top commander, he must have a clear understanding of this point.
The dust smoke in the distance was getting closer and closer. What was strange was that the dust smoke did not appear under Wancheng City, but went around the city and headed towards Yingchuan.