New Story of Lv Bu

It stands to reason that the Bingzhou Army and the three are not under the control of the three, and Lu Bu is listed in the public, so there is no need to explain it to them. Even if someone asks about it in the future, a word that the military plane should not be leaked is enough to prevaricate. Besides, as the first man in the army of Lu Bu, who would dare to ask if he didn't open his eyes?

But Da Sima explained the reason as soon as he opened his mouth and apologized to the three of them personally. This sincerity seemed precious. The eye circles of Huangfusong and Zhu Jun suddenly turned red, and there was a little bit of suffocation in their voices. "Da Sima pushes his heart into the abdomen, and I feel the same way! There is no undead in the war, and I hope that the Bingzhou Army will defeat the Yellow Turban in one fell swoop. Don't let the soldiers die!"

Cao Cao peeked around and saw Lu Bu's face as usual, with a smile on his face. But he felt a chill in his back, as if someone had been staring at him. The taste of thorns on the bone, like a maggot attached to the bone, has been entrenched on his body forever.

Hahahaha! Lü Bu laughed loudly: "Please rest assured that the two Chinese men! The blood of the Han army will never flow in vain! Bu immediately led the army to attack, and the battle was over within three hours, and the two Chinese men, please watch the enemy from the top of the mountain. Let's go!" Lu Bu's voice was loud, and he could hear clearly all around the hill.

The 40,000 combined state army remained motionless, unheard of. The more than 3,000 remnants on the hill shook their heads together, shook their heads with 40,000 against 180,000, claiming to end the battle within three hours, boasting such a sea mouth, once they can’t make it, wouldn’t it make people laugh out of their teeth? Under the hill, Dubo, who was maintaining order, gave the black-faced old man a little bit.

"Old predecessor, the fight ended in two hours, is it a bit too big?" The black-faced old man gave him a fixed look and shook his head slightly. "You haven't stayed in the Bingzhou Army, and it is excusable to say so. In the eyes of the Bingzhou Army, these hundreds of thousands of yellow towels are like chickens and dogs. They are all the first sellers! Da Sima has already said it very well. Be cautious. In my opinion, at most two hours, the Yellow Turban will collapse."

"It turns out that I have been taught!" Uncle Du turned back, still full of doubts in his heart.

"Old Bo, these tens of thousands of Han cavalrymen are a bit evil! We have been silently ambushing in the dense forest in the north for a few hours, but our scouts didn't even notice it!" The generous Qu Shuai, he is very clear about the strength of the Yellow Turban Army, it is difficult to win against such an officer.

Bocai's eyes were fixed on the flag of Lu under the hill, and there was a desire and determination in his eyes. "Yes, it's some evil! This should be the most elite Union State Army in the Han Dynasty, and its commander should be Da Sima Lubu. As long as this army is defeated, you and I will be famous all over the world! The road to Luoyang is also Open for you and me!"

Hahahaha! Pengtu laughed: "Old Bo, you're always so optimistic. If you are two brothers, I will bet with you! The big deal is you and I will start over again!" "Okay!" Bocai stretched out a pair of rough hands. , Held tightly with Peng Tuo. "I immediately told the whole army that this battle is related to the destiny of Cang Tian and Huang Tian, ​​and you must fight for your life until you die!"

Dozens of messengers galloped out of the Yellow Turban army, rushing to the big camps. The yellow turbans of Yingchuan and Chen were reorganized by Bocai and Peng Tuo to eliminate the old and the weak and leave them strong. A total of 18 troops were formed, each of which was led by a big leader, roughly 10,000 people. Ten thousand of them were cavalry, and the rest were all infantry.

After previous fierce battles, there are still 170,000 troops, of which 10,000 cavalry are elite. In addition, the Chen Kingdom’s yellow turban had 40,000 pawns, and the Yingchuan’s yellow turban had 60,000 pawns. They were all composed of Taiping Taoists. They had a strong fighting spirit and their armor and weapons were captured by the Han army. The remaining 60,000 pawns came under the coercion, the old and the weak accounted for 40% to 50%, the weapons and armor were few, and the combat effectiveness was poor.

"Lao Peng, first press up the 60,000 mobs, and try to consume the strength of the Union State Army. Once the Union State Army becomes fatigued, we will suppress the entire army and continue to die, even if these 170,000 people die to 100,000. Win this battle!" Bocai's eyes stared into the distance, his mouth seemed to be muttering to himself, and his mind seemed to float to another world.

Peng Tuo waved his hand and cursed readily. "Sure! That's it! The Yellow Turbans are one family. We have more people dead, but the other Yellow Turban brothers die less! For the sake of peace in the world, it is worthwhile to die more people!" Bo Cai laughed and lowered his voice. "Lao Peng, do you remember the medicine left by the envoy? I have asked people to make a medicinal soup, and if I drink it for those 60,000 people, the winning rate will increase by 30%! You won't object, right?"

The great virtuous teacher Zhang Jiao has practiced medicine for many years, using Fushui to treat illnesses, and he has left many prescriptions and various kinds of prescriptions. There is a prescription, which is boiled into a medicinal soup and drunk. Within half an hour, the user's spirit will be extremely excited, and the feeling of pain will be reduced a lot, and most importantly, it can greatly stimulate people's potential.

Peng Tuo was born in a mere possession, and he had never liked these trivial things. His troops never used this kind of drug. "Lao Bo, the side effects of that prescription are too obvious. You will definitely increase the dose. Once these 60,000 people drink it, even if they survive by luck, they are all useless."

Bocai smiled coldly: "Do you think these 60,000 people will survive? If we defeat them, they will also be beheaded by the Han army. The left and right sides are dead, it is better to kill a few more Han soldiers. I have called people. The dosage has been doubled. For the sake of the ideal of peace in the world, it is worth dying tens of millions!

Peng Tuo was silent, he couldn't refute, but he still hesitated in his heart. For the ideal of peace in the world, is it really worth it to spend 60,000 lives to pave a road to Luoyang? "Lao Peng, put away your bodhisattva heart." Bo Cai interrupted his thoughts. "For the sake of our ideals, we can sacrifice everything! As long as it is not a peaceful Taoist believer, in my eyes they are all pig dogs! Pig dogs are used to kill!"

This sentence was too blunt, and Peng Tuo was stunned in an instant. He had never thought carefully about how humans could become pigs and dogs! This sentence was still uttered by a handsome Huang Jinqu like Bo Cai. Isn't the great wise teacher always proclaiming that all beings are equal and want to lead everyone to peace in the world? The world is indifferent, and everything is like a dog. What is the difference between such a yellow sky and the sky?

Six ten thousand people have lined up, and the heavy soldiers are distributing the decoction. Everyone who received the decoction raised a wooden bowl and drank it, with a happy look on their faces. In the mouths of the heavy soldiers, this bowl of decoction was blown to the ground, which not only cures all diseases, but also has the magical effect of strengthening the body.

"Lao Peng, have you seen it? They all drank the soup with a happy face, and regarded it as the supreme elixir given to them by the great virtuous teacher. Because of what? Because of ignorance! Such people accounted for eight or nine in the whole world. Cheng, instead of letting them listen to the bewitching of the Han Dynasty to fight us, it is better for us to bewitch them against the Han Dynasty!"

Bocai turned his face away, and fixed his piercing eyes on Pengtu. "As for how many people died, those are not within our consideration. Every emperor, general, and minister climbed up on their tired bones. One will be successful, and that’s a good point, but one thing is wrong, not ten thousand. Bones are thousands of bones!"

Peng Tuo painfully covered his eyes with two palm-sized hands, and a drop of tears burst into his eyes.

In the Bingzhou Army, still sitting meticulously and preparing for the fight, tightening the girth of the horse, adjusting the height of the saddle, fastening the leather buckle on the armor, and checking the weapon and bow. Among these 40,000 cavalrymen, 30% participated in the first Northern Expedition, and 60% participated in the second Northern Expedition. They were all experienced soldiers.

In recent years, Binzhou has been expanding its army. Many veterans have been promoted to two or three ranks to serve as intermediate and low-level officers in county soldiers and tukkies, but more veterans choose to stay as corps leaders or even veterans. Thirty percent of these veterans did not read very well. They were always unable to pass the level of reading and literacy in the promotion exam, so they had to stay in the old army and serve as a corporal leader.

"Da Sima, the enemy army on the opposite side has gathered six phalanxes, about 60,000 people. They are drinking a kind of medicine, is it related to Zhang Jiao's sorcery? Do you want to tell the whole army to deal with it carefully?" General Jia Xu Remind Lu Bu on the sidelines. Lu Bu immediately took it seriously. Jia Wenhe always cherishes words like gold. Once he speaks, something will happen.

Since he said so, it must be no small at this time. "As far as Yiwen and brother said, give orders! Huangjin is drinking a decoction, which may be related to Zhang Jiao's sorcery, so the army should be careful to watch out!" Lu Bu didn't even think about it, and immediately ordered to go down. He has always admired his intelligence and talent.

The wind was blowing, it was a breeze, and a mild southerly wind blew across the vast land, blowing away the dampness and scorching heat. There are white clouds in the sky, and the clouds are soothing, wandering freely in the blue sky. The sun was tightly wrapped in thick clouds, and the air suddenly lost a lot of heat and became a little more cool.

"Offensive!" Lu Bu gave orders coldly, and the 40,000 army continued to move forward, pushing towards the Yellow Turban formation.

The six Yellow Turban 10,000 teams on the front line have all finished their soup and picked up their weapons and quietly waited for the horn to attack. Everyone feels a little uneasy. These peasants who have just put down their hoes are the first time they have participated in such a national model war. The leaders just handed down the command of the commander Qu. This battle is about peace in the world and the fate of every yellow turban. You must fight for life until death.

"Uncle Liu, why do I feel so hot and want to rush to the battlefield to kill people?" a lean young man asked the old man beside him. The old man is already over fifty years old, his beard and hair are already gray, there are no more teeth in his mouth, his face is full of ravines, and only his old eyes are still bright.

"Second child, don't worry, you are only fourteen years old. It was when you were full of blood, maybe it was caused by the boiling of blood."