Please send flowers, collect, and support. 0.0 In September, the haze of war permeated the entire Guangzong City. On the city wall, every Yellow Turban soldier guarding the city looked weak. Although Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang tried their best to cover up the news of Zhang Jiao's death,
Paper can never cover the fire, and the news of Zhang Jiao's death gradually came out. At first, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army did not believe it at this time, thinking that Zhang Jiao was ordered by heaven, how could he die of illness so easily. But as time passed,
, this suspicion is getting worse.
Finally, under the doubts of many generals and followers, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao finally gave in to the pressure and admitted the news of Zhang Jiao's death. For a time, the morale of the entire Yellow Turban Army was greatly depressed. Everyone was depressed by the news of Zhang Jiao's death, which made the military morale low.
It was stable, and it was the time when Huangfu Song's army first arrived. Huangfu Song was in a hurry, but fortunately the Yellow Turban Army had a large number of people, so he managed to hold on to the city without missing a beat.
In Guangzongcheng County Yamen, Zhang Liang was sitting in the hall with a sad look on his face. There were many yellow scarf generals under the hall. But at this time, there was silence, no one spoke, making the atmosphere in the hall extremely depressing.
"Everyone, tell me, what should we do next?" Zhang Liang couldn't bear the suppressed anger at the table and was the first to speak. However, the generals just looked up at him, but still few people spoke. Regarding this situation,
Zhang Liang was naturally very angry. The news coming from all sides gave the general a headache. The Yellow Turban Army in various places was not going well, and they were basically in a state of being wiped out. The only remaining result was the Jizhou Yellow Turban Army. And since then
After the news of Zhang Jiao's death came out, the Yellow Turban Army obviously lost its backbone. The generals were alienated, and his second brother Zhang Bao also had a fierce struggle against who accepted Zhang Jiao's position, so much so that he led his confidants to
Quyang.
But now, Zhang Liang regrets it. Unlike before, it is Huangfu Song who is under the city now. Huangfu Song is a famous general of the Han Dynasty, and both Bo Cai and Bu Si died at his hands. It can be said that he is victorious in every battle.
How could Chen Bing and Guangzong's men not frighten Zhang Liang now? Not to mention that a few days ago, Huangfusong led his troops to attack the city and almost defeated Guangzong, who was guarding him tightly. Since then, Huangfusong has sent troops to attack every day.
Although the city was not as tragic as the first time, the morale of the soldiers guarding the city was getting lower and lower.
After waiting for another half, no one in the room spoke. Zhang Liang said angrily: "Why don't all of them speak?"
"General, the Han army under the city is strong, but we are weak and fighting alone without reinforcements. I'm afraid the situation is not good! Why don't we ask for help from General Digong." At this time, someone under the hall finally spoke. The speaker
It was Zhang Liang's confidant Huo Jin.
Hearing such remarks, Zhang Liang was naturally furious. If this person was not his confidant, he would have had the intention to drag him out and kill him. Even so, Zhang Liang was very angry.
"Asking for help? How about asking for help later? Right now, we are surrounded by Han troops. Besides, even if we ask for help, can my second brother send reinforcements?" Zhang Liang said angrily, looking at Huo Jin with a look of incompetence.
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Knowing that she had offended Zhang Liang, Huo Jin lowered his head and did not dare to look up at Zhang Liang.
But as Huo Jin's suggestion was rejected, the hall fell into silence again. Zhang Liang slumped down on the chairman with a look of helplessness.
Outside Guangzong City, Zhao Fei and Guo Jia, escorted by a group of elite soldiers and Jing Jingwei, arrived outside Guangzong City and overlooked Guangzong City in the distance.
"What do you think?" After looking at it for a while, Zhao Fei turned to Guo Jia and asked.
"It looks majestic without Yangzhai! I wonder if there are wineries and brothels inside." Guo Jia thought for a while, then turned around and replied.
Zhao Fei looked at Guo Jia with black lines on his head, and said helplessly: "Apart from wine and brothels, do you have no other ideas?"
Guo Jia thought carefully, then shook his head and said, "No more!"
"Okay!" Zhao Fei shook his head with a wry smile, and then turned his head back. Obviously, he told Guo Jia not to use these things at this time.
"The yellow scarf thieves in the city are very tired! Maybe we should let them rest!" Just as Zhao Fei turned his head back, Guo Jia at the side said leisurely.
"You kid!" Zhao Fei smiled and shook his head. Then he glanced at Guangzong City and said, "Let's go back." After Zhao Fei said that, he turned around and walked back, but Guo Jia did not
He was not moved, but stared straight at the city of Changshe.
Zhao Fei didn't know what Guo Jia was thinking, so he hurriedly said to him: "Okay! Even if you want to go drinking and visit a brothel, you have to wait until Guangzong City is captured!"
Sure enough, after listening to Zhao Fei's words, Guo Jia turned around, grinned, and then followed Zhao Fei back to the military camp.
Before arriving at the military camp, Zhao Fei heard the shouts of killing and training soldiers coming from a distance. The loud shouts cheered up Zhao Fei's spirit. Even Guo Jia, who was bored by the side, lifted his spirits a little bit.
After entering the military camp, Zhao Fei headed directly towards Huangfu Song's tent. In the tent, Huangfu Song looked at the sand table under him with an unusually solemn expression. During the siege in the past few days, Huangfu Song had already deeply understood Guangzong.
What was different about the Yellow Turban Army in the city was that on that day, the elite under his command had already attacked the wall of Guangzong City, but they were forcefully repelled by the Yellow Turban Army in the city.
The Yellow Turban soldiers in the city were even more terrifying than the Yellow Turban Army of Bocai. They were afraid that the army would lose too much, so Huangfu Song had no choice but to withdraw his troops and fight another day. However, as time went by, the imperial court
The urging orders came one after another, and he sent troops to attack the city every day, but it was difficult to achieve anything, which also gave Huangfu Song a headache. His army was originally small, and he could withstand several siege battles.
Woolen cloth.
At this time, soldiers outside the tent came to report that Zhao Fei was here. Huangfu Song hurriedly called for Zhao Fei to come in.
"Xiao Fei, how's the situation?" Seeing Zhao Fei come in, Huangfu Song asked hurriedly.
"Feng Xiao! Tell me what you think." Zhao Fei turned to Guo Jia behind him and said.
"Ah?" Guo Jia was stunned. Huangfu Song agreed and was a little dazed. At this time, he realized that Zhao Fei was followed by Guo Jia.
"Let me tell you what you think!" Zhao Fei glanced at Guo Jia, and then repeated.
"Oh!" Guo Jia came to his senses and said to Huangfu Song: "The yellow scarf thieves in Guangzong City are a little tired. It's time to let them rest."
Huangfusong was a little confused by what Guo Jia said. With a look of doubt on his face, Huangfusong turned to look at Zhao Fei. Zhao Fei looked at Huangfusong with a smile on his face. This also made Huangfusong
More confused.
"Compared with the general's intelligence, you wouldn't know the meaning of what Feng Xiao just said." Just when Huangfusong was full of doubts, Zhao Fei on the side finally said with a smile.
When Huangfusong heard this, he was too embarrassed to ask, but lowered his head and pondered for a while. The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, and the look on his face became happier. Then, Huangfusong suddenly clapped his hands, a look on his face
He said with a smile: "That's right, the Yellow Turban Thief in Guangzong City is indeed too tired. It's time for him to take a good rest."
After Huangfu Song finished speaking, he immediately summoned the messenger and said: "Send my order to close the camp gate, stop drills, and let all the soldiers go to rest. In addition, people were filmed to closely monitor the movements of the yellow turban bandits in Guangzong City. If there is any abnormal movement, they will
Notify me immediately."
"No!" the soldier took the order and hurried down to give instructions.
"Since the general already knows the secret, Fei will not disturb the general." Seeing that Huangfu Song seemed to have understood what Guo Jia meant, Zhao Fei said goodbye to Huangfu Song.
"Yes!" Huangfu Song nodded and said. Since there were important things to arrange next, it was not convenient for Zhao Fei to stay. Since Zhao Fei wanted to leave, he just followed his wishes and let him go.
After leaving Huangfusong's tent, Zhao Fei turned to Guo Jia beside him and said, "Let's go, I think you and I will be able to drink and visit brothels in Guangzong City in a few days."
"Hahaha!" Guo Jia laughed a few times indecently, and then followed Zhao Fei to his tent.
In the Guangzong County Government Office, Zhang Liang was still sitting in the hall with a sad look on his face. Regarding the current situation, Zhang Liang had a sad look on his face.
"Report!" The soldier's report came from outside the door.
"Come in!" Zhang Liang frowned and then said.
The soldiers with their heads wrapped in yellow scarves came to the hall, knelt down and said, "Report to the general, the scouts from the front have come to report that the gate of Huangfu Song's camp is closed. I don't know what they are doing!"
"Oh?" Zhang Liang frowned in confusion. Regarding this matter, he could not imagine what kind of conspiracy Huangfu Song was playing.
"Send the order and tell the officers and men on the city to guard the city!" I don't know what Huangfu Song's plot is, but Zhang Liang thinks it's better to be more cautious. He doesn't want to make a small loss at this time. But Zhang Liang thinks so
, the Yellow Turban soldiers in the city did not think so.
On the wall of Guangzong City, two yellow turban soldiers guarding the city were looking at Huangfu Song's camp not far away, and they were talking about each sentence.
"Brother Tang, what do you think happened to the officers and soldiers outside the city? Why can't they come out behind closed doors?" A small yellow turban guard turned to another guard beside him and asked.
"Who knows!" The man who was called Brother Tang by the little man looked at Huangfu Song's camp in the distance, and said with a hint of exhaustion on his face, and then said: "He hasn't rested well. The officers and soldiers have come to visit in the past few days.
Continuous attacks on the city have exhausted me, so I took the time to rest while the Han army was resting."
"That's right!" The little Yellow Turban Army nodded in agreement.
Such scenes were staged in many places of the Yellow Turban Army. When everyone announced that the officers and soldiers under the city had closed their camps to avoid fighting, every Yellow Turban Army defender showed a tired look. They looked at the Han army not far away.
At the camp, every soldier of the Yellow Turban Army had the idea of taking the opportunity to take a rest.