New Story of Lv Bu

"But did you see it with your own eyes?" Zhu Jun still didn't quite believe it. "Zhonglang, there is a mountain outside Xihua City, only four or five miles away from the city. After dark, I took a dozen of my brothers along the mountain, and there were lanterns and torches everywhere in the city. It seemed to be one. Thousands of people formed a team, more than a hundred people had a ring and a knife, more than a hundred people had a spear, and everyone else had farm tools. Eighty to ninety percent of the people had no armor, and those with armor were leaders."

The old and weak women and children are all in the city, and the Yellow Turban army can only defend itself according to the city. Although there are a large number of people, there are no weapons and armors. In contrast, the Han army has complete armor and sharp weapons, which seems worth the risk. If the sneak attack fails to turn into a forceful attack, the 20,000-odd Han army can always stand by and wait for assistance. As long as it persists for a day or two, Huangfusong's reinforcements will be able to arrive.

"This time the sentry, you have made a great contribution! If the attack on Xihua succeeds, I will give you the first merit! Go down and rest." Zhu Jun waved his hand to let the old man retreat, lowering his head to think about how to attack. The old soldier's words confirmed his judgment that Xihua was the base camp and supply base of the Yellow Turban. If the army's surprise attack is successful, the Yellow Turbans of Yingchuan and Runan counties will not be far from being destroyed.

"Zhu Zhonglang, there is something I don't know if it's inappropriate to say it." The old man glanced at Zhu Jun, his face hesitated. "Just talk! I'm not a person who doesn't listen." Zhu Jun raised his head and looked at the old man kindly. "When I was fighting with Marshal Duan before, the Qiang people always used old and weak women and children to lure the enemy, and the elite were lying in ambush on the way. Now that the Yellow Turban is so aggressively concentrated towards Xihua, is it also a trick to lure the enemy?"

As soon as the old soldier finished speaking, Zhu Jun was stunned. To be honest, he really never thought that the Yellow Turban Ant Thief would use a trick! "What you said is very reasonable, let me think about it carefully!" The old soldier saluted, and Zhu Jun raised the candlestick and looked at the map carefully. From Yangdi to the southeast, Yingyin and Linying all the way, and then the intersection of Lushui and Yingshui, and Xihua County is across the river.

To rush to Xihua, one has to cross the river, either over the river or the Yingshui, or crossing the place where the two rivers meet. Crossing the river at the confluence of the two rivers is easy to be hit by the yellow towel half-crossing, absolutely not. Crossing the river north, Xu County can't get around whether it's going to Yingyin or Changsha. There are thousands of fine yellow towels stationed in Xu County. If it is a siege, if the enemy can't be wiped out quickly, Xihua's Yellow Turban will definitely get news. If you don't attack the city, once the battle is stuck, these thousands of yellow turbans will cover up from behind, it will be the enemy's back.

No, you can't take this risk! It seems that I can only travel south to Yingshui! Go straight from Yangdi to Yingshui, and then march southeast along Yingshui, trying to reach Xihua before dawn, and attack before dawn! It is said that Da Sima is the most familiar with this trick. But what if the Yellow Turban ambushes in an ambush on the way?

How to do? Cold! The 20,000 Han army, with sharp weapons and complete armor, can't stop the attack of tens of thousands of Yellow Turban Ant Thieves? As long as he chooses the danger, or sets up an array to meet the enemy, how can he support it for a few hours? Thinking of this, Zhu Jun couldn't help but laugh. After a few battles, he was a little afraid of wolves and tigers. A group of farmers with bare hands, what are they afraid of?

On the first day of April, Zhu Jun set off with his troops. Five hundred cavalry as rangers spread out fifty miles away, reporting the enemy's situation at any time. One thousand cavalry as the forward, one thousand as the rear guard, and five hundred as the coach of the guard, with 17,000 infantry in the middle, the county soldiers in the front and the recruits in the back, aggressively marching towards Xihua.

After two days of walking carefully and cautiously, there was no problem along the way. The heart that Zhu Jun had been hanging on gradually let go. It seemed that he was too careful. How did the Yellow Turban Ant Thief know the art of war? Two hundred li from Yangdi to Zhaoling, the 20,000 Han army walked one hundred and eighty li in two days, and it was only twenty li to reach Zhaoling. According to Tan Malay News, Zhaoling was already an empty city, and the Yellow Turban Army had withdrawn two days ago. Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that we could have a good night's sleep tonight.

The infantry marched and drove one hundred and eighty miles in two days. If it is a strictly trained army, there is absolutely no problem. However, the 20,000 Han troops were both county soldiers and newly recruited soldiers, and they had long been grieving all the way down the road. When I heard that Zhaoling was an empty city, that breath would have vented a long time ago. Suddenly, complaints spread, crying for father and mother, and his legs can't move.

"Everyone, work harder! The front is Zhaoling. When we arrive at Zhaoling, we will kill pigs and sheep and have a feast for the whole army!" Zhu Jun hurriedly encouraged his morale! Killing pigs and sheep? The soldiers immediately became energetic, they had been eating dry food for the past few days, and the birds had faded out of their mouths a long time ago. Just according to Zhu Zhonglang, get there as soon as possible, let go of your belly and eat!

The same is marching, but the state is very different, the formation is also chaotic, the armor is also crooked, and everyone is talking about what to eat for dinner. The current 20,000 Han army has long lost the appearance of a soldier, but rather resembles a large-scale parade. In twos and threes, there was a mess, and yellow and white things continued to form at the corners of the two mouths.

Zhu Jun was anxious when he saw it, and he wished to catch a few slick pawns and drew a stick. Thinking that it was Zhaoling County ahead, he hesitated and finally endured it. When we arrive at the destination, I will let you know how great Zhu Zhonglang is!

It was already early noon, the sun was like fire, and there was no wind, and the Han soldiers were hungry and dry. The hot sunlight shone on the armor, and after a while, it was already similar to a stove. The soldiers panted heavily, stretched out their hands to wipe the oily sweat on their faces, flicked them, and a string of drops of water fell out of their hands.

In this way, I walked another ten miles under the scorching sun, and in front of me was a low hill, no more than fifty feet high. From the top of the hill, I could already see the city wall of Zhaoling County. The gate of the county seat was open, and the tower was quiet, without a personal shadow. It's finally here! The 20,000 Han soldiers swallowed, raised their heavy feet, and walked towards the empty city.

At this moment, the agitated drum sound suddenly sounded, 咚咚咚! Boom boom boom! The drums were heavy and high-pitched, like a huge hammer hitting the heart of the Han army. The Twenty Thousand Han Army was stunned in an instant. The sound of the drum seemed to have a kind of magical power, which could shatter the human internal organs.

A large yellow ocean suddenly appeared behind the hill, filling the huge open space between the hill and Zhaoling City, like dense crops. Along with the heavy and agitated drums, the yellow crop ran quickly, with a stern cry from his mouth, swept over the 20,000 Han army!

The large moving yellow area turned out to be people! Except for the new yellow scarf on his head, the clothes all over his body are in tatters, flesh is exposed everywhere, and the shoes on his feet are of different kinds, satin cloth and linen, and quite a few are barefoot. These people were sweating on their faces, their mouths were wide open, and they made terrible shouts, just like the devil in hell.

Only then did the Han soldiers see clearly that this is a charge of hundreds of thousands of yellow turbans together! There are men and women, old and young. As long as they can run, they have participated in the battle. At the forefront are the strong men wearing armor and holding a knife and a spear, followed by a wooden stick, A man with a **** and various farm tools. In the back are the elderly and women, a few have stones in their hands, and more are bare-handed. The one who ran at the end was the half-year-old child, and the only weapon in his hand was the clod.

"Array! Crossbowmen ready! Launch!" The officers of the Han army shouted, kicking and pulling hands roughly, trying to rectify the chaotic formation, and pulling back the soldiers who tried to escape. "Cavalry assault! Defeat their offense! Give the infantry time to line up!" Zhu Jun drew out his sword, chopped off a dozen soldiers who turned and fled, and still couldn't stop the Han army's rout.

Has anyone seen hundreds of thousands of people charge madly together? Even if hundreds of thousands of pigs charge together, the battle will be shaken. Hundreds of thousands of yellow turbans are like hundreds of thousands of sharp swords, and they burst into the Han army in an instant. Their eyes flashed red, their mouths screamed harshly, and they raised the guy in their hands to greet the Han army vigorously. The Han sergeant wielded the ring-headed knife and spear, and slashed at the yellow turban desperately, but if one was hacked, ten would rush up. In just an instant, dozens of Han sergeants were stepped under their feet.

There were more than a dozen gaps in the army formation of the Han army, and people's bodies were piled around the gaps. Some of them were from the Han army, and most of them were yellow turbans. Many people were squeezed to the ground by the rushing crowd, struggling and groaning, they were immediately trampled into fleshy flesh. The terrifying stream of yellow people rushed in layer by layer. The hills had already become yellow oceans, and the dots and dots in the middle were the only remaining Han troops.

The fast-charging Han cavalry immediately plunged into the yellow ocean, and the horse could no longer advance. The cavalry wielded a circular knife on the horse, and only had time to chop off a few arms. He was immediately dragged off the horse by dozens of hands and suffered from fist headaches. Beat to death! The crazy elderly women scratched, scratched, bitten with their mouths, and bumped with their heads. Even if they died, their bodies were still tightly pressed against the Han army.

The cavalry gate still had war horses as a barrier, and the pawns were even more miserable. They were instantly overwhelmed by the crowd, struggling in vain, and stopped breathing in an instant. The remaining pawns were so scared that they shouted, desperately waving the weapons in their hands, their purpose is not to kill the enemy, but to embolden themselves!

Twenty thousand Han troops were immediately stunned by this disorderly battle. Where is the battle? This is suicide! Hundreds of thousands committed suicide together! Faced with the old women and old men with gray hair and teeth, do you have the heart to hack them to death with a knife? Those old women and old men didn't care what the Han army thought, and exhausted all their strength to greet the Han army. In an instant, thousands of Han sergeants who couldn't bear to wield their swords were trampled to death, beaten to death, beaten to death, crushed to death, suffocated, or even squeezed to death.

Would rather stand to die than kneel to live! This is the Yellow Turban, a desperate yellow Turban!