[Three Kingdoms] Heroine Cultivation Manual

In May 184 AD, there was a strong wind in Changshe.

The monsoon from the southeast came abruptly. On the No.20 eighth day of the battle between the two armies, it suddenly became grand. It started from the woods on the outskirts of the city and went northward, blowing all the way past the Yellow Turban camp beside the grass, rolling up the sky with dust. , squinted the soldier's eyes.

The soldiers wrapped in yellow-brown turbans looked up, only to see the red military flag fluttering in the wind on the tower of Changsha.

This was the end of Meng Xia, and there were still two days left before the invasion date planned by Bocai's army.

The victories in the previous battle were fruitful. In addition to a large number of weapons, a small team under Dian Wei also captured a little food and grass. Coupled with the many victories before this battle, the morale of the Yellow Turban Army was high.

Huangfu Song was from a family of generals and served as the prefect of the Northland. He was well-known in Luoyang. Although Bo Cai didn't know much about his specific situation, he knew that his status was not low. He watched his troops throw their helmets in his hands several times Abandon armor, feel proud.

The material gains and spiritual satisfaction made him full of confidence in the battle in the next few days. He thought it was just a reenactment of the battle with Zhu Jun. He only felt that Changshe would become the same as Yanling and become the Yellow Turban Army in the near future. stuff in the bag.

Therefore, the leader of the yellow scarf, who boasted of his talent, also relaxed a little. When he saw that the drill of his soldiers was difficult to continue due to the strong wind and dust, he waved his hand greatly, telling the generals of each formation to end the training and release the soldiers. They went back to cultivate their bodies and rest, preparing for the decisive battle two days later.

The camp immediately dispersed, and the unrestrained Yellow Turban soldiers walked towards the camp in whispers, with complaints such as "what the hell is the weather" in the background.

Bo Cai nodded in relief in such a commotion, then suddenly stretched out his hand, and put it on Dian Wei's shoulder next to him with a "slap".

"Ziman, if you can win the Changsha this time, your credit will definitely be recorded," the bearded yellow scarf leader smacked his lips, leaning against him almost with his shoulders crossed, and pointed at him as soon as he raised his hand. City Tower, "I heard that there are still some 'big families' in the Changsha, and there must be a lot of gold and silver servants among them. When the time comes..."

He lowered his voice, and showed a wretched smile at Dian Wei, from thick brows to double chins, implying "knowing everything".

Dian Wei: "..." I don't want to understand.

Being sent to Bocai as an undercover agent was obviously torture for his impatient personality.

The Yellow Turbans were originally formed spontaneously by people living in poverty, but often only this kind of bandits who are used to doing evil are the ones who stand out. It is the so-called raging nest of generals. In the same way, if the general who is leading the army is a villain who does evil, the soldiers under his command Xinshu is not going anywhere.

Dian Wei traveled here from the east of Yingchuan, and along the way he saw these yellow turbans gathering and forcibly robbing civilians of food and property. He helped once, and helped the second and third times. All the Yellow Turbans here are used to this behavior.

It's as if once they put on the turban, they are no longer the people in dire straits, but have the right to squeeze the flesh and blood of their former kind.

The phrase "I don't need it, take care of yourself" in his mind stuck in his throat and swallowed again and again, and was finally suppressed with difficulty.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, trying to control his face to show a little "joyful" and "yearning" expression, and looked at Bocai with a smile on his face:

"The general has a heart... Wei will definitely live up to the general's expectations!"

Obviously, his expression management still has a long way to go - Bo Cai raised his eyes, and suddenly met his ferocious face, his smile froze for a moment, and he put his hoof on Dian Wei's shoulder as if nothing had happened. Put it down and turn your back.

Dian Wei didn't realize it, seeing him withdraw his hand, he said a word of understanding in his heart, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"General, Wei is going to check the situation of the soldiers first." After a short silence, Dian Wei cupped his hands at Bo Cai, and ended the topic before the other party spoke, "If you need anything, you can send someone to come at any time Searching."

Bo Cai was startled by his face just now, and he probably didn't bother to say anything more, so he let him go with a wave of his hand.

Having said that, Bo Cai is indeed a man with a big heart.

Before Dian Wei set off, he stayed in the meeting hall for a while, accepting "temporary make-up lessons" from two advisers: what to do if Bo Cai doesn't accept foreign generals, what to do when he is tried many times, and the army is scattered and mixed everywhere What to do... He is a martial artist, he can't think of so much, so he needs Xun Yu and Guo Jia to help him make plans in advance to prevent mistakes.

As a result, he entered Bocai's account with a full stomach of countermeasures, and waited cautiously to accept the move, but the other party had no extra ideas and readily accepted him to join.

Later, Bocai's vigilance, which was not much at all, continued to weaken as their achievements increased visibly, and now he has fully accepted them, and even nicknamed Dianwei and his 4000 men "wolves". "Tiger Army" - this is the meaning of "the division of tigers and wolves".

Bo Cai's lack of strategy in employing people made Dian Wei once suspect that Zhu Jun was defeated by him because he was too lax and underestimated the enemy.

He opened the curtain of the tent, and the soldiers were waiting in place, ready to go, obviously aware of the arrival of the time.

A general said, "When you want to train your mediocre soldiers, the best way is to find another army that is even worse." This is true.

In just one month, this group of soldiers, new and old, grew up rapidly against the backdrop of tens of thousands of crooked melons and dates under Bocai's men.

Needless to say, the soldiers had consciously organized their ranks and saluted Dian Wei with fists in their hands.

"Go out first." He whispered.

The soldiers then followed him out of the tent, fully dressed in armor and weapons, and in the howling wind, they all looked up at the tower in unison.

—there is their true leader there.

A few people who were preparing to set the fire had also been lingering near the grass under the cover of the strong wind, waiting for the sound of the drum from the head of the Changshe city to destroy the Yellow Turban camp in one fell swoop.

Everything is ready.

Dian Wei's team was placed in the rear of the barracks, so they couldn't get the information ahead immediately, especially in the weather like wind, rain, fog and snow. They could only speculate on the changes on the battlefield based on the reactions of the surrounding yellow scarves.

Therefore, when he heard the high and low "enemy attack" cry in the strong wind, he already had a vague premonition in his heart.

The heads of the crowd kept rising and falling, Dian Wei casually pushed away the yellow scarf soldiers who crowded around him, stretched his neck and looked forward:

In the constantly sweeping wind, a large cloud of flying dust suddenly appeared, mixed with the sound of horseshoes, and quickly hit the Yellow Turban camp.

At the same time, drums resounded through the sky from the tower.

With the spirit of piercing people's hearts, the voice passed through the hunting wind and pointed at the Bocai army irresistibly, turning this messy army into a pot of dizzy porridge.

Dian Wei immediately waved his hands and shouted: "Do it!"

The burning torches were pressed on the weeds and barren trees at the edge of the camp, and spread to the surrounding fields by the southeast wind.The flames grew wildly in the blink of an eye, reflecting the crimson of the Changshe suburbs in May.

The Yellow Turbans had just organized their team, and they were startled by the flames. There was an enemy army in front of them and a field of fire behind them. These young and strong men who had not undergone systematic training immediately panicked. Only the main force under Bo Cai managed to hold on. Calm down.

It seems that there are some reasons why Bo Cai defeated Zhu Jun. After all, with his personality, it is not easy not to shout "what's going on" in this situation.

At this time, Huangfu Song's army, who had bypassed the fire, was already approaching.

Now no one cares about where the fire came from. After a short period of panic, the Yellow Turban Army was gathered again. Bo Cai raised his iron sword and pointed at the officers and soldiers in front of him. After seeing the messy situation, he still bit the bullet. , loudly shouted the Yellow Turban slogan:

"Huang Tian should stand! My sons and daughters! Come forward to me!"

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian stands!"

"Huang Tian is standing!"

"yellow……"

The voice boiled in the raging fire, and Huang Jin raised his weapon again, trying to deal with this inexplicable fire.

"—what else to stand for?"

Suddenly, a girl's clear voice came out from the raging flames, and a figure holding a gun slowly emerged from the smoky wind.The white horse paced slowly in the steaming heat, and the nervous yellow-turban bandits stared wide-eyed—a dozen corpses lay behind the visitor.Her tone was neither salty nor weak, but her words were full of sarcasm,

"'Human Life' is almost gone, what about 'Huang Tian'?"

The girl was dressed in red and had a white horse, and her scarlet cloak reflected the flames, making her fair face flushed, infinitely close to the Valkyrie in folklore.

"Who?!" Bocai's face changed slightly.

She sneered and didn't answer, she jumped off her horse in full view of everyone, crossed her spear to block the thieves who rushed to attack her back, kicked away the enemies around her who wanted to drag her into the fire, and shouted loudly in the shadow of swords and swords everywhere: " Dian Wei!"

"—the end is here!"

"The time to make meritorious deeds has come, follow me to kill all the traitors!"

"——Yangdi Erlang, come forward with me!"

In the first year of Zhongping, when the two summers of Mengzhong and Zhongping met, there was a strong wind in Changsha, and the official army launched a fire attack from this, attacking inside and outside with Nei Ying, and smashed the enemy's camp.

On this day, the outside of Changshe City was filled with red light.

Yellow Turban General Bocai was on the way to fight, but was shot through the chest by an arrow from Wuyang Pavilion Master on horseback, blood spattered three feet, and died on the spot. After that, the army was in chaos.

The rest of the soldiers were leaderless, collapsed across the board, retreated steadily, and retreated all the way to Yangdi.

The Yangzhai defenders had been prepared for a long time, and the general Gao Yue led the city defenders and a small number of county soldiers to intercept them all the way, and joined up with the Wuyang Pavilion leader who was chasing and killing the yellow scarf, killed the general under his horse, and beheaded tens of thousands of ranks.

Afterwards, the allied forces of the Rebel Army, headed by Cavalry Captain Cao Cao, came to reinforce them and joined the battlefield.

South Road Yellow Turban suffered a crushing defeat and has never recovered since.

Afterwards, the Lord Wuyang Pavilion led an army of 5000 people, and followed the two generals Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun to suppress the Yellow Turbans in Runan, Chen Guo and other places successively, defeating the enemy all the way and gaining fame.

It was winter, Qin Chu, the master of Wuyang Pavilion, brought his subordinates Guo Jiadianwei and Xun Yu, the Central Superintendent, back to Beijing, and the court was shaken.