There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

"It's a yellow scarf!"

Hearing this, Mi Fang's face turned red and then white, she seemed to be relieved, but also seemed to be tainted with a little sadness, her face changed several times, which was quite eye-catching.

Seeing that Mi Fang was silent for a long time, the pottery merchant coughed lightly, and consulted: "Brother Mi, the Yellow Turban army has already been wiped out. If it is really the Yellow Turban, it is also a remnant of the old war. Shouldn't it be something to be afraid of?"

Mi Fang heaved a long sigh, first waved the scout to let the scout go down, and then Zhuo Qi went to investigate further.

After the scouts left, Mi Fang explained carefully to the potter: "My lord, although the Yellow Turban Bandits were destroyed six years ago, they are like the fire of the grassland, which has been rekindled many times. It has not stopped for several years. Jizhou, Yanzhou, Guanzhong, Yangzhou, Qingzhou, including my place in Xuzhou, all have yellow scarf thieves, and their power is not small. There are thousands of people, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands, especially the Yellow Turbans in Heishan. Millions! Don’t underestimate it.”

The pottery merchant nodded half-understanding, gaining a deeper understanding of the Yellow Turban.

This is an uprising that originated from a religious nature. Although it failed, its influence can continue to be endless. What is terrible about a religious uprising is not its combat power and resources, but its ideological guidance can lead to long-term persistence.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, natural disasters and man-made disasters, a large number of peasants exiled everywhere, starving and dying everywhere, and Zhang Jiao was able to go against the inherentization of Confucianism in this specific period, and proposed that "human beings are neither noble nor humble, they are all born of heaven" and "heaven is dead". , Huangtian should stand" and other ideological theories, one can imagine how much influence such thoughts had on the people at the bottom who were precarious at that time.

I have to say that Zhang Jiao is really unconventional and innovative!

This is an important factor why these low-level Yellow Turban people who can't eat enough to eat are still active in various places even after Zhang Jiao's death.

Can't get enough to eat?

Thinking of this, the potter suddenly shuddered, as if he had thought of something, he stood up abruptly, startled Mi Fang, and called out: "My lord, what are you doing?"

The pottery merchant ignored him, and walked quickly to the table in the middle of the handsome tent, looking at Pitu who had been spread out on the table, his eyes went from wide open to slightly narrowed, and two cryptic shots shot out from the gap. clean.

After an unknown amount of time, the potter looked away from Pitu, rubbed the center of his brows wearily, and murmured: "I understand what they are going to do."

Mi Fang on the side didn't know why, she looked at the potter in a daze, and said in surprise, "What does the eldest son mean? What do you understand?"

Turning his head to look at Mi Fang who was full of confusion, the potter sneered and said, "Brother Mi, do you still remember what was the purpose of setting up troops here in the first place?"

Mi Fang couldn't help but blushed when she heard this, she lowered her head anxiously and said, "Steal, steal a pig."

The potter nodded and said, "If the army in Mount Qiong is really the Yellow Turbans, their purpose should be the same as ours."

When Mi Fang heard this, her pupils dilated, her eyes widened, and her mouth widened in surprise.

"The Yellow Turban is also short of animals for the tooth-making sacrifice?"

The potter put out a finger and waved it, and said, "To be exact, they are short of food! There is only one place nearby that has food and livestock!"

Mi Fang could react immediately: "Zhuangzi of the Xu family?"

"That's right." The potter turned his head to look at the dark night sky outside the tent, and said, "The yellow scarves should have come from far away, and they can't stay for too long. If my guess is right, they will definitely launch an attack on Xuzhuang tonight!"

Hearing this, Mi Fang's face instantly blossomed with joy.

"My lord, this is very good, this is the so-called dog eats dog! Let the yellow scarf bandits and the Xu Chu brazen fight each other! Now we don't have to leave, just camp here and watch them both fight to the death! Wonderful! So happy!"

Suddenly feeling two sharp sword-like gazes pointing directly at her neck, Mi Fang got goosebumps all over her body, and slowly turned her head to look at the potter behind her.

"Eldest son?"

The potter's face was calm, neither agreeing nor disapproving, just looking at him calmly and softly.

Seeing the potter's harmless expression to humans and animals, Mi Fang has been feeling very embarrassed for some time.

He swallowed and said with a dry smile, "How about my strategy?"

The corner of the potter's mouth twitched, and he smiled subtly: "Hehe."

No matter how ignorant Mi Fang is, she can still hear that these two "hehe" are not good words, which are a bit like cursing.

"Then according to the son's wishes, what should we do?"

The pottery merchant paused word by word and said: "Array the soldiers and horses, and send out all the scouts to investigate carefully. Once the bandits attack Xu Zhuang, we will immediately harass them and attack Xu Chu on both sides."

This time it was Mi Fang's turn to think "hehe".

"My lord, then Xu Chu came to the camp this morning with soldiers and horses, and blocked the gate to let you hand me over. Let's just not seek his misfortune. Why do you want to help that reckless man deal with the yellow scarf?" Mi Fang was indignant, Rebuttal.

The potter stretched out three fingers, snapped them down one by one, and said, "There are three reasons. First, I want to gather Xu Chu into the Xuzhou army. Second, you and I are both Xuzhou officers and soldiers. Are you The chief general of the first army, I am the governor and personally appointed the supervisor of the army, if I meet bandits and robbers on the way, if I don’t help people, I can’t justify it.”

Mi Fang was still a little sullen: "What about the third one?"

"Third, Brother Mi, don't forget, we are from Xuzhou, and we are an army of gentlemen!"

The three arguments of justice and righteousness did not achieve the desired effect, especially the third reason, seeing Mi Fang's expression seemed a little nauseous?

After half a child, the moonlit night was deep.

In the middle of the night, Xuzhuang has fallen into darkness, only a few households are lit with oil lamps, and the lights are scattered everywhere in the Zhuangzi. This peaceful and peaceful atmosphere is incompatible with this chaotic world, but Existence is like a strong bamboo in a storm, crumbling but not losing its roots.

On the back of Xu Zhuang, soldiers and horses with floating clouds and yellow scarves are slowly approaching. The horses in the lead have hemp covers on their mouths and footcloths on their hooves, making noise unavoidably. The entire team of soldiers and horses is like a cluster of dark clouds under a moonlit night. The dark figures pressed towards Xu Zhuang at a steady speed.

"Rush in!"

He Man, who was in the middle, stared at Xu Zhuang who was close at hand with red eyes, and there was a faint trace of suppressed excitement in his hoarse voice, just like a hungry wolf in the Gobi suddenly found a wandering hare, every cell in his body was twitching. It's a thirst for blood.

"Come on!" Someone's voice exploded into the night sky, and then nearly ten thousand people responded in unison, and the [-] Yellow Turban vanguard troops rushed into Xu's Zhuangzi first.

The quiet Xu Zhuang seemed to explode in an instant!

The men of the dealer who were sleeping in every household got up in a panic, picked up the guys and went out one after another to fight the yellow turban bandits.

All of a sudden, the roads, alleys, and farmhouses in the village became battlefields. The Yellow Turban soldiers and the Xuzhuang militiamen fought desperately. Under the moonlight, they flew around, splashing blood from time to time. Sway in the air.

The women and children huddled in the houses and farmhouses, desperately suppressing their cries. The animals in the pen neighed and howled, and were dragged and dragged by the Yellow Turban soldiers who clashed in, and were forced out of the fence.

It was also fortunate that the Yellow Turban Army was also focusing on robbing food and livestock while attacking the village. Otherwise, although the clan soldiers in the village were brave, how could they beat the Floating Cloud Yellow Turban Army dozens of times their own?I'm afraid that the final result will be a tragic situation where both humans and animals die and ten rooms are empty.

Even so, the Yellow Turban Army has a large number of people, and they can still gain the upper hand by fighting the clan militia while robbing supplies.

Not long after, the number of dead and injured in Xu Zhuang had reached hundreds of people!At this moment, no matter men, women, young or old in the village, all those who can walk have stood up one after another, using their bodies to defend their own homeland, determined to fight to the end with the Yellow Turban Army, but the strength gap between the two sides is too great, and the decline is still irreversible.

At this time, Jietian Yacha He Man had also led his own soldiers straight into the village, and looked coldly at the various battlefields opened up in the village.

"Bastard! How could there be a farmhouse on fire? Who told the bastard to set it on fire!" He Man looked at it, and couldn't help being furious.

Captain Huangjin hurriedly replied: "The people in the village are quite courageous, and they fought with our army to the death. The cubs set off a few fires to deter them."

He Man gritted his teeth and said: "You bastard!! Whose is it if you burn the grain, grass and livestock? We are here to rob the grain, not to burn the village! Tell the boys! If there is any arsonist to kill!"

"promise!"

"Also, quickly resolve the war and leave the village with grain, grass and livestock. Don't delay! Those who hinder me will kill men, women, children, and children ruthlessly!"

"promise!!"