New Story of Lv Bu

On the seventh day of April, while Bocai and Peng Tuo led Yingchuan, Chen Guo's 170,000 yellow turbans, and the Bingzhou Army in a decisive battle, Runan prefect Zhao Qian led three thousand county soldiers and four thousand people who approached Zhaoling City. When there were still twenty miles away from Zhaoling County, Zhao Qian hesitated again.

Zhao Qian's foundation is a Confucian scholar, he is still more suspicious, a bit similar to your majesty, has a phobia of choice, usually makes more plans than judgments, and has always been the head of his wife. Now that his wife is not there and no one will decide for him, he doesn't know how to choose. The Yellow Turban had just defeated the Han army led by Zhu Jun, the right-centered hero in the vicinity of Zhaoling, and they immediately moved northward. It tasted a little weird. Could it be a trap set by the Yellow Turban?

"Brother-in-law, is it a trap? Step forward and take a look, and you won't understand after the next battle? You turn around here, can you turn all the Yellow Turban Ant Thieves to death?" Zhang Dubo looked anxious. Can not help but persuade. "Oh? That's great!" Taishou Zhao suddenly had a backbone. "So, can you continue to advance?"

Zhang Dubo was so angry that he almost didn't squirt out a mouthful of blood. You are a waste of money! You can't do anything if my sister is not here! On weekdays, he looks so handsome, looking like a lofty mountain but not looking up. Who knows that doing things is not as good as a woman's decision! It's no wonder that Zhang Dubo, the Qingliu of the big man, is mostly like this, can't do big things, don't want to do small things, upper lip is up to the sky, lower lip is on the ground, just relying on one mouth to fool people.

But he was angry, he was his brother-in-law after all, so how could he help him in the face of his sister. So Zhang Dubo volunteered and issued an order in the name of his brother-in-law. "Send many scouts and outposts, be sure to find out if there are yellow turbans near Zhaoling! Zhang Junhou, please lead your troops as the vanguard, stop advancing under Zhaoling City, and line up to wait for the big army. Brother-in-law, you led the army to postpone, and it is here. How to decide under Zhaoling City, how?"

"Very proper!" Zhao Qian nodded in satisfaction, this kid really has a bit of a sister-in-law, and women are not allowed to bear eyebrows, oh, they are not allowed to bear eyebrows! The people on the left and right are all trusted followers of Zhao Shijun. I don't know who is in charge of the prefect's mansion. When Zhao Shijun nodded and agreed, he promised to go.

Twenty miles, it is not far to say it is far, and it is not near to say it is near. The weather at the beginning of April was already very hot in the Central Plains. The sun was sky and the surroundings were unobstructed. The sun was shining directly down, and people were sweating after a while. The iron and copper pieces on the armor were exposed to sunlight, as if an iron pan was on top of his head, and his body was covered with a stove.

Everyone was sweating profusely, and the sweat on his face was wiped and wiped with his sleeves, only to feel a little refreshing. The sweat on the body gathered in the armpits and the neck area, and after a while, it gathered into a rivulet, flowing down the chest, abdomen, and back. In less than half an hour, the clothes all over his body seemed to have been washed with water, dripping sweat as he walked.

"This **** weather!" "God thief, I will do it right!" Someone in the queue started cursing in a low voice. At first it was twos and threes, and then it buzzed like a mosquito. In the end it turned out to be cursing. All the way from the weather, the thief, the curse to the yellow scarf ant thief, finally connected with Zhao Shijun.

Zhao Qian's horseback was covered with a green umbrella cover, which was relatively good compared to others, but there was not a trace of wind around him. He had to pay attention to demeanor, and put a large sleeve on the outside of the armor. This is equivalent to a tight and thick clay pot wrapped around the hot iron pot, which caused him to sweat frequently.

On the contrary, Zhang Dubo was quite a soldier. He never wiped it with his hands despite the big beads of sweat rolling down his cheeks. Hearing the scolding from everyone, he deliberately expressed his admonition, and then he thought about whether it would arouse public anger if he shot at this time? The war is imminent, don't cause trouble! That's it!

The army was walking with dry mouth, and only heard the front army exulting. "Zhaoling County is here!" Zhang Dubo hurriedly took the horse forward and set up a pergola to take a look. I saw a square in front of the city, the height of the city was no more than two feet high, the four doors were wide open, and there was no soldier or soldier. It seemed to be an empty city.

"Brother-in-law, you can lead the entire army to rest. I will go into the city to see if it is an empty city." Zhang Dubo arched his hands and brought a dozen of his subordinates forward. "Zhang Junhou, please follow me into the city to search for it!" "No!" Zhang Junhou responded quickly, and followed Zhang Dubo with five hundred paces into the city.

Although the city is not big, it took a short half an hour to explore inside and out, and the scouts and steppers returned to their lives. "Back to Uncle Du, it is indeed an empty city!" "It's an empty city!" Zhang Dubo let out a sigh of relief, and this level is finally over!

"Really an empty city?" Zhao Qian was overjoyed. "Brother-in-law, I personally inspected it, and it is indeed empty!" Zhang Dubo nodded his head again and again, expressing joy. "You have done a good job, work hard, let's enter the city!" Zhao Qian said gently and comforted him. He knows his brother-in-law's ability and hard work, and a little cultivation is a good help. Madam has a bright eye!

"Procedure! The whole army enters the city!" "The king is mighty!" "Zhang Dubo is mighty!" The whole army suddenly cheered.

On the seventh day of April, many people are destined to be unable to sleep, and this day affects many people's hearts. The first decisive battle between the Han Army and the Yellow Turban Army is about to begin in Yingchuan. This decisive battle will to some extent determine the fate of the Han Empire and the Yellow Turban Army. All kinds of messengers rushed on the road, delivering conflicting information.

Nanyang County of Jingzhou is governed by Wanxian County, which belonged to the Chu Kingdom during the Warring States Period and is a famous iron producing area. After the Qin Dynasty, it was governed by Nanyang County, the King of Qin Zhaoxiang set the county, and the Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system. The dynasty also set up workers and iron officials here, which is a famous iron production and smelting place. Today, Tieshan still produces iron ore continuously, and the iron smelting furnace is still burning, but it has long been a duo. Wanxian changed its owner and changed from the Han army to the yellow scarf.

It has been two months since the Yellow Turbans occupied Wanxian County. In February, the **** envoy Zhang Mancheng led 60,000 Yellow Turbans to capture Wanxian County, and then opened the warehouse to release grain. Now he has armed training for 150,000 Yellow Turbans. In the past two months, Zhang Mancheng's life has been extremely regular. After breakfast, he first went to the school to see the exercises, then went to the ironworker to see the newly developed weapon and armor, and in the afternoon, he took care of official duties at the official office.

The official office was the original Nanyang Taishou Mansion. It was a large mansion with seven entrances and three sets. After the Yellow Turban entered the city, Zhang Mancheng used it as his residence, which was filled with his pro-army. "Marshal, Han Zhong, Sun Xia, please!" Zhang Mancheng was about to sit down to rest, and came in to report.

"Oh? Tell them to come in." Han Zhong and Sun Xia were the two commanders of Zhang Mancheng's staff, and Zhao Hong had gathered three sharp knives in the hands of the envoy. These three people are deeply trusted by the divine envoy, are his direct direct descendants, and never speak out. Zhao Hong's nature is tolerant and persevering, and his talent for military training is extremely high. He often says that the soldiers are good but not many. The eight thousand yellow turban warriors under his battalion are among the elite of the yellow turban army.

Han Zhong and Sun Xia are also quite talented in military affairs, and they pay more attention to leading soldiers. Each has forty to fifty thousand troops. They are the pillars of Nanyang's yellow turban. The two people in the prefectural palace have been here many times, and they are naturally familiar with each other. They strolled in the courtyard at the moment, and entered the gate to see the envoy Zhang Mancheng.

"See the envoy!" Han Zhong and Sun Xia saluted together. Zhang Mancheng was squatting on the floor to drink tea, holding a huge copper pot full of herbal tea in his hand. Zhang Mancheng held the copper pot with his big fan-like hands and was drinking cows with his mouth to mouth. Seeing the two people coming in, he motioned them to sit down with his eyes, and he drank for a long while before slamming the copper pot to the ground.

"You two are here? How are the soldiers training?" Zhang Mancheng wiped his mouth with his sleeve, squatting on the ground, as if squatting on the field. "Much better than half a month ago! However, it's time to go out and see the blood. This soldier has no blood. It is full of raw melon eggs. It is not worth it to be in battle!" When it comes to training, Han Zhong Immediately he was excited.

Zhang Mancheng sucked his teeth for a long time before squeezing a word from his mouth. "Alright, tomorrow everyone will go to Bingjiakuli to support five thousand soldiers, and then go out and make a circle." Zhang Mancheng stretched out a finger and shook it in front of the two of them. "One month, limited to one month, I must come back then, I have a big use."

A soldier armor is a unit, including a spear, a ring sword, a helmet armor, a vine card, a bow, and thirty arrows. Five thousand armors are enough to arm an elite force. When Han Zhong and Sun Xia heard this, they were overjoyed and quickly thanked them. "Thanks to the envoy! I two will live up to the expectations of the envoy and build a strong army!"

Zhang Mancheng waved his hand: "Don't say these New Year greetings. You are going out this time. The plundering is still the second thing. The main thing is to eliminate the weak and stay strong. Go and get the best, and send me two good soldiers! A month later, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty should also be here. , As long as I win them, I will take you north to Luoyang!"

"Oh!" Han Zhong and Sun Xia were immediately moved. It turned out that the envoy had such a grand plan! As long as Luoyang is captured, the ultimate goal of Heaven is dead and Huang Tian will be realized. At that time, as long as the great virtuous teacher is welcomed to Luoyang, peace in the world can be realized! Thinking of this, their eyes lit up immediately.

"Divine Envoy, let's raise our troops immediately, and the whole army will go north to attack Luoyang, how about?" Sun Xia's eyes lit up and fixedly stared at Zhang Mancheng. "Haha!" Zhang Mancheng laughed. "Go north to attack Luoyang? How easy is it? Luoyang is the capital of the Han Dynasty. There are eight major barriers around, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and there are tens of thousands of Han elites to defend. Once the attack is blocked, the troops will be stationed under the strong city, and there will be no entry at that time. If there is no retreat, wouldn’t it be too late to regret?"

Having said that, Zhang Mancheng smiled slightly. "I have been stationed in Wanxian for two months. Where did I come from? The purpose is to build armor blades and train soldiers. Once the time comes, I will immediately go north to attack Luoyang!"