In the big tent, Yan Liangzheng took apart a wax pill and took out a slender silk book.
He unfolded the silk book, glanced at it briefly, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At this time, Zhou Cang came to report from outside the tent, saying that Huang Zhong was outside asking for an audience.
"Let General Huang come in." Yan Liang waved his hand.
The curtain was lifted, and Huang Zhong stepped inside, with a bit of solemnity written on his old face.
"Old General, looking at your expression, is there something important?" Yan Liang could tell Huang Zhong's thoughts at a glance.
Huang Zhong cupped his hands and said: "My lord, I am really worried about this, and I want to retaliate to my lord."
"What is the old general worried about?"
Yan Liang motioned for Huang Zhong to take a seat, and ordered the people around him to pour a cup of tea for Huang Zhong.
Huang Zhong moistened his throat and said in a solemn tone: "I heard today that my lord has issued a transfer order to transfer Zhao Fan to Xiangyang to do some literary work. I wonder if this is the case?"
As soon as Huang Zhong mentioned this matter, Yan Liang had already vaguely guessed it.
"Zhao Fancai has little knowledge and is not suitable to be a governor anymore, so I gave him a casual position. Why, does the old general have any objections?" Yan Liang asked in return.
Huang Zhong shook his head and said, "The general has lived in Jingnan for a long time. He knows that Zhao Fan is a mediocre person and his talent is no more than a county official. It is a great kindness for my lord to allow him to take up his post. However, the general is worried that Zhao Fan will
But I may not be grateful to my lord for his kindness."
Huang Zhong's tone became more and more solemn, and there was obviously a hidden meaning behind his words.
Yan Liang gradually became interested and said, "If the old general has anything to say, you might as well say it directly."
Huang Zhong then said: "In the years when Liu Biao ruled Jingzhou, the four counties in Jingnan were annexed in name only. In fact, the governors of the four counties were in charge of military and political power, and they were divided into one party. Now my lord wants to seize the position of governor of Zhao Fan, cutting off his financial path to plunder the people's wealth.
, How can Zhao Fan and his county officials be willing to do so? They will be worried in the end. They may jump over the wall in a hurry over this, surrender and then rebel again."
As expected, Huang Zhong had lived in Jingnan for a long time and was well aware of the intertwined interests here.
However, after hearing Huang Zhong's sincere words, Yan Liang not only showed no warning, but burst into laughter.
Huang Zhong couldn't help but was startled. He said blankly: "My lord, what the general said is from the bottom of his heart. I beg my lord to think twice."
"Old General, please take a look at this secret report." Yan Liang suppressed his smile and handed him the silk book in his hand.
Huang Zhong became more and more suspicious, so he took the silk book and took a look at it with puzzlement.
It didn't matter what he saw, the originally suspicious and solemn face suddenly turned into a look of surprise.
"Lord, it turns out...it turns out you already knew that Zhao Fan was going to rebel." Huang Zhong's face showed no trace of surprise.
Yan Liang only smiled faintly, with a calm expression on his brows.
Zhao Fan in the novel once surrendered and rebelled again because of a disagreement with Zhao Yun. This shows that this man himself is not a loyal person. How could Yan Liang not beware of this?
Therefore, in the past few days, although Yan Liang accepted the Fan family, he allowed Zhao Fan to enter and leave the army, and rewarded the soldiers. On the surface, he trusted him very much and was as close to him as a family. In fact, he secretly used methods to keep Zhao Fan on guard.
At this time, the city of Guiyang was already densely populated by Yan Liang's spies, and Yan Liang could be said to know every move of the county soldiers in the city.
In addition, Zhao Fan thought that his subordinates were monolithic and were of the same mind as him, but he never expected that Yan Liang had secretly recruited a few people and asked them to be his spies.
And the wax pill secret report just received was the intelligence sent by Yan Liang's spies stationed in Guiyang, reporting that Zhao Fan would rebel tonight and raise troops to attack the camp.
Yan Liang took his time and informed Huang Zhong of his advance arrangements.
Huang Zhong suddenly realized that all doubts in his heart were gone, and he couldn't help but admire Yan Liang's reincarnation.
Earlier, he had seen Yan Liang indulge in wine and sex, and seemed to be completely beguiled by the flattery of a person like Zhao Fan, so he had secret doubts in his heart.
He was wondering if Yan Liang was also a mediocre lord who had no ability to resist beauty and villains. He suspected that he had made a mistake and surrendered to a mediocre lord by mistake.
Now that the truth has been revealed, Huang Zhongfang knows that Yan Liang appears to be addicted to wine and sex, but in reality, he has a clear mind and has made careful arrangements and precautions.
With a sigh, Huang Zhong couldn't help but cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that my lord has thought so carefully and far-reaching, but in the end he will be stupid and unable to do anything."
Faced with Huang Zhong's admiration, Yan Liang did not show any pretense, he just smiled proudly and accepted it calmly.
Huang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and asked again: "Now that the lord has noticed that Zhao Fan has rebellious intentions, I don't know how the lord plans to deal with it."
Yan Liang stood up, walked to the tent door with his hands behind his back, and looked in the direction of Guiyang from a distance, with cold murderous intent blazing in his blade-like eyes.
"Since Zhao Fan is so courageous, I will take this opportunity to get rid of this mediocre person and use his head to give a severe shock to those who intend to surrender and rebel again."
The frightening killing intent spread out from that majestic tower-like body, chilling even the fierce generals like Huang Zhong.
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The sun sets in the west and night falls.
A team of more than 3,000 people left Chencheng and slowly walked along the road towards Yan Jun's camp five miles away.
Zhao Fan wore a long robe with fine armor and rode a big horse in the middle of the team.
Bao Long, armed with a sword on his waist and a long sword, accompanied Zhao Fan, while another captain, Chen Ying, rode his horse and walked at the forefront of the team.
These more than 3,000 people were dressed as civilians and transported more than a hundred mule carts. Most of the mule carts contained grain, rice, vegetables and other labor supplies.
Before dusk, Zhao Fan sent someone to the camp to report to Yan Liang, saying that the gentry in Chencheng were deeply saddened to hear that the right general was returning north soon, so each family gathered more than a hundred carts of food and grass to prepare for the attack on the right.
Before the general returns to the north, I would like to express my condolences to the soldiers of the three armies.
As usual, Yan Liang praised Zhao Fan and the Guiyang gentry and allowed them to send the laborers' belongings to the camp.
Lao Jun's team moved forward slowly, and when they were two miles away from the main camp, they encountered a checkpoint blocking the road.
Zhao Fan then rode his horse to the front of the team, raised his hands to the inspecting commander and said with a smile: "This brother, the subordinate Zhao Fan, has led the Guiyang squire to work for the army. He has informed the lord in advance and asked my brother to let him go."
When the village chief saw it was Zhao Fan, he laughed and said, "It turns out to be Governor Zhao. You are really enthusiastic. You brought so many things to comfort our brothers."
"The soldiers have all worked hard. This is just Zhao's wish and nothing."
Zhao Fan acted very modestly and then glanced at Bao Long next to him.
Bao Long understood and hurriedly asked his men to bring some jars of good wine up. Zhao Fan smiled and said, "This is the fine wine stored in the lower official's palace. It's not disrespectful to show off."
"You are so polite, Governor Zhao. Thank you. You go quickly, it will be completely dark in a while."
The village chief accepted the wine and naturally let it go happily.
Zhao Fan then thanked him again and again, and led a team of 3,000 people to successfully pass through the checkpoint.
As he was getting further away, Zhao Fan looked back. When he saw the sentry soldiers holding wine jars and drinking heavily, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
We can't go more than two miles, and the main camp is already in front.
Zhao Fan's spirit suddenly became tense. He whispered: "We are about to enter the enemy camp, Captain Bao, please tell the soldiers to be alert and don't expose any flaws."
Bao Long received the order and galloped back and forth, loudly reminding the three thousand people.
All the people were very energetic and hurriedly checked the mule cart again to ensure that the swords and guns under the grain bags were well hidden and would not be discovered.
These three thousand people were not civilians at all. They were disguised as Zhao Fan's county soldiers. Zhao Fan's trip was to use the name of laboring troops to calmly enter Yan Liang's camp, suddenly launch an attack, and kill everyone by surprise.
Now that he had successfully crossed the checkpoint and was about to enter the enemy camp, Yan Liang seemed completely unprepared. This wonderful sneak attack strategy was only one step away from being completed.
Zhao Fan's slightly nervous face was inadvertently flashing with excitement.
After a while, the team arrived at the enemy camp. As Zhao Fan expected, Yan Liang was completely unprepared and opened the camp gate as usual, letting his three thousand men enter the camp.
Zhao Fan rode his horse and entered the gate. Looking around, the camp was quiet and not many people could be seen. Only the soldiers on duty seemed to have become familiar with each other and were calling his subordinates.
"Yan Liang, the dog thief, really fell into the trap. He was completely unprepared. God helped me."
The more Zhao Fan thought about it, the more excited he became, and murderous intent was burning in his eyes.
"Prefect Zhao, what good things have you brought to our brothers this time?" The little corpsman guarding the gate walked up to greet Zhao Fan with a smile.
The usual modesty on Zhao Fan's face was gone like the wind, and there was a cold mockery under his mustache.
The team leader didn't notice anything was wrong in the atmosphere, but he still walked over with a smile.
Zhao Fan suddenly glared at Bao Long beside him and winked.
That was the signal to take action.
Bao Long understood and drew his sword fiercely, shouting and slashing at the captain.
But there was a scream, blood was flying, and the captain had been chopped to the ground.
The soldiers on duty on the left and right were dumbfounded when they saw the corps commander being killed. They were horrified and fled in a hurry, shouting.
At this time, Zhao Fan Fenran drew his sword and shouted: "The whole army starts to kill these bandits -"
At the command, three thousand county soldiers disguised as civilians moved into action, pulling out their hidden swords and guns from under the grain bags, shouting to kill, and ready to kill.
The three thousand county soldiers who launched an attack cut down Yan Liang's soldiers on the left and right one after another, and swarmed towards the Chinese army.
Chen Ying, who was at the front of the team, was jumping on his horse and firing his gun, taking the lead in clearing the way.
Fang Chong could not take more than a few steps when he suddenly heard the sound of gongs. In the originally silent camp, countless Yan Liang soldiers suddenly appeared.
The veteran in front was none other than Huang Zhong!
Chen Ying was shocked, only to realize that he had been ambushed by Yan's army. He hurriedly gathered his horses, but Huang Zhong had already jumped on his horse and rushed towards him with his sword drawn.
Chen Ying didn't have time to think too much and raised his spear to block him. Before he could lift the spear, Huang Zhong's sword was whizzing towards him with overwhelming force.
But with a "pop" sound, the bloody head flew into the air, and Chen Ying's headless body swayed and fell under the horse.
Huang Zhong, who beheaded the general with one move, galloped towards Zhao Fan with his horse like the wind.
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