Bocai's face turned purple, and veins on his forehead bulged. He stared at Gai Jun on the other side of the river, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
"Boshuai, you go first, my brothers and I will guard the shore." A Yellow Turban general said. As soon as the words came out, nearly a thousand Yellow Turban soldiers responded with their troops. Most of them can run for tens of miles and swim across the river while carrying armor.
It was the Bocai Guards. The Yellow Turban Army fought fiercely with the Han army for a day. The Guards spent most of the time on standby in the rear, so they naturally had no shortage of physical strength. Now in order to allow their commander to escape, they chose to stay without hesitation.
Bocai frowned slightly, and the Yellow Turban general added: "Don't worry, Commander Bo, once it gets dark, we will flee in the dark, and the Han army will never catch us."
Bocai patted him on the shoulder and led five or six horses to the south.
Juqu Yuanan dismounted and took off his helmet. A guard immediately came up from behind and took it and tucked it under his arm. Juqu Yuanan asked Gai Jun: "Brother Gai, are you going to kill him?"
"There will be too many casualties if we forcefully cross the river." Gai Jun shook his head.
"That……"
"Let's talk after dark."
Bocai rode hard, took a short break when he was tired, took a nap when he was sleepy, and arrived at the Yellow Turban Camp in Xiang County, Runan, before dark the next day.
When Peng Tuo heard that Bo Shuai had returned, he jumped up and ran straight to the camp gate. However, when both parties met, they both looked at a loss. On the way to the tent, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was solemn and substantive.
Entering the big tent, Bo Cai was the first to speak: "I lost..."
"Failed?" Even though he had been prepared, Peng Tuo still couldn't believe it. Forty thousand armored men, tens of thousands of crossbows, and ten thousand loyal believers could be said to be the essence of Yuzhou's Taiping Dao. How could they be defeated?
Bocai said dejectedly: "The whole army was wiped out!"
Peng Tuo's head made a "buzz" sound, and he could hardly stand, and looked at Bo Cai in horror.
"What about you? You were defeated too?" When Bocai entered the camp, he saw the Taiping Taoist believers were worried and looked uneasy, so he knew something was wrong.
"Yes." Peng Tuo said in agony: "This afternoon Zhu Jun led me to fight. After a fierce battle for several hours, the governor of Yuzhou led 20,000 Han troops to appear on our flank - and returned with a heavy defeat, with 20,000 casualties.
Remain."
"We can't stay in Yuzhou any longer..." Bo Cai said, "Now let's get everyone ready to cross the Ying River north as soon as it gets dark and go to Yanzhou to meet up with Bu Shuai."
Thinking of being sent to live under someone else's care, Peng Tuo couldn't accept it for a moment and screamed miserably: "Why do you have to do this? Why do you have to do this?..."
Bo Cai was silent, yes, why did this happen? Yuzhou was once the state with the smoothest development on Taiping Road, which made the emperor of the Han Dynasty restless and attracted the attention of the world.
Zhu Jun and others did not know the details yet, but Bo Cai knew that they must not panic now. At night, the camp was brightly lit with smoke, but they secretly opened the north gate and dispersed. The Yingshui River is only two miles northeast of the camp, and the water level is
It is very deep and not suitable for wading. Fortunately, there are several bridges, two of which originally existed, and the last few were newly built by Taiping Road to connect Chen State and Runan County.
By late at night, more than 50,000 people from the camp of more than 100,000 people had arrived at Chen State on the other side. All of them were soldiers. Bo Cai and Peng Tuo led the last group of about 20,000 people to the river, orderly in units of a hundred people.
Cross the bridge.
Peng Tuo hesitated for a long time and finally said: "Boshuai... there are tens of thousands of strong men, women and children in the camp..."
Bocai lowered his head and said softly: "If we take them with us, we will be overtaken by the Han army halfway."
"Does that mean we have to give up on them?" Peng Tuo looked sad.
"One day we will fight back. Let's go." Bo Cai dragged Peng Tuo onto the bridge. Not long after reaching the other side, he heard the sad sound of horns, echoing in the night sky over and over again.
"It's him again?" Bo Cai gritted his teeth. The Han army arrived several hours later than him, which meant that the Han army crossed the Tong River that night after being blocked. He thought that the enemy was blocked on the other side by his own bodyguards and would definitely cross the river.
He gave up the chase and waited for the Han infantry to advance together. If he knew who the commander of the Han cavalry was, he would not be surprised. Gai Jun was the master who dared to go deep into the Qiang land with more than a thousand people. His courage was beyond limit.
Bo Cai was filled with hatred, but he had no intention of returning to fight Gai Jun and led his army away.
"Ziyi, go quickly and tell Huangfu Zhonglang to stop going south and go east to Chen State to intercept the Yellow Turban bandits."
"It's me again?" Hu Feng frowned, "I'm not going."
Gai Jun said angrily: "How dare you disobey me?"
Hu Feng said with a flattering smile: "Sima, if you want to report the news, you can just find anyone. If you lose me, you will lose a general who is charging into the battle."
Gai Jun thought about it and sent another person to go and said to Hu Feng: "You kid can't kill ten heads in this battle. Let's see how I deal with you."
"promise."
"Blow the trumpet...blow the trumpet...kill..."
More than two thousand black-armored knights swept away the fatigue of continuous marching and echoed in unison, the sound of which could be heard for miles.
Han army camp.
Not long after Zhu Jun put on his clothes and went to bed, he suddenly heard the sound of horns and the cry of killing. He was startled, jumped up, stepped out of the tent and looked into the distance.
A tall young man hurriedly walked over. He was about thirty years old, with a square face and a broad forehead, eyes like lightning, a majestic appearance, and extraordinary martial prowess.
"Wentai, do you think this is a trick by the other side or our reinforcements are coming..." Zhu Jun paid great attention to Sun Jian, a fellow Yangzhou fellow who had known him for ten years. In the third year of Xiping (174 AD), he served as Wu Commandery
Sima, Sun Jian, who was only 20 years old, recruited more than a thousand soldiers to help the members strangle the traitor Xu Sheng. Zhu Jun was a member of the membership and was a county official at the time. He saw Sun Jian's bravery and good fighting skills with his own eyes. Later, the two came together.
They worked in Xuzhou and formed a deep friendship. Both of them had poor backgrounds. Zhu Jun was similar to Liu Bei. He was an orphan at a young age and his mother had a career as a silk merchant. Sun Jian was a famous ranger in Yangzhou and was despised by the gentry. However, his official career was smooth sailing with Zhu Jun.
For example, Sun Jian had a more miserable life. After pacifying the traitor Xu Sheng, he first removed Yandu Cheng, moved to Xuyi Cheng a few years ago, and then moved to Xiapi Cheng. Within ten years, he held the position of county magistrate from 200 to 400 shi.
Therefore, when the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, Zhu Jun first thought of his young brother who was a talented but down-and-out man, and recommended him to be the assistant commander of the army.
Sun Jian said loudly: "Only the border troops like to blow their horns. It should be Huangfu Zhonglang who is here."
"So he defeated the Bo pirates?" Zhu Jun didn't believe it. He had experienced the strength of the Bo Cai army.
"Zhu Zhonglang..." Wang Yun, the governor of Yuzhou, strode over. He was nearly fifty years old, with an ancient face, straight eyes, a straight nose, and a beard more than half a foot long under his chin. He was very powerful. Wang Yun was from Taiyuan in Bingzhou and a scholar from the border areas.
There is a characteristic that he can fight when he is mounted, and he can govern the country when he is dismounted. During the day, he fought with the Yellow Turban Army. He held the flag and rushed to the front. The soldiers were inspired by this and defeated the Yellow Turban Army, beheading tens of thousands of them.
"Your Majesty..." Zhu Jun and Sun Jian both came to see him.
Wang Yun and Zhu Jun had a brief exchange, and finally decided that Sun Jian would send two thousand horses forward, and at the same time ordered the soldiers to prepare for battle.
Sun Jian happily accepted the order. On the way, his wife's brother Wu Jing, his fellow villager Zhu Zhi, and his subordinates Cheng Pu and Han Dang came to join him.
After a while, two thousand horsemen passed through the gate and left the camp, galloping into the dark night.);.