Three Kingdoms Mythology World

Chapter 1169

Zhang Miao, courtesy name Meng Zhuo, was born in Shouzhang, Dongping (now Dongping County, Shandong). When he was young, he was famous for his chivalry. He helped the poor, took pleasure in helping others, and went bankrupt. Most of the strong men joined him, and he was called one of the "eight chefs". Cao Cao and Yuan Shao were both friends of Zhang Miao. The imperial court recruited him to be an official, and he was appointed as the captain of cavalry with his excellent examination results, and soon he was appointed as the prefect of Chenliu.

Later, Zhang Miao and his younger brother Zhang Chao responded to Cao Cao and sent troops to attack Dong Zhuo together. He is also a prince of a town!

This is Zhang Miao's real history introduction.

After placing the soldiers and horses outside the city, the burly Zhang Miao rushed straight to Changshe City.

I heard that Changshe City has gathered a lot of prefects and leaders of the gentry rebel army. After he received the message, he also integrated the officers and soldiers in the county and rushed over secretly for the round.

In fact, Henan and Yanzhou did not treat the Yellow Turban Army secretly like the gentry in other states and counties. On the surface, they are wise and safe, sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, but secretly they have been planning to kill the god's envoy Bocai.

It's just because the Taipingdao was too well prepared, as soon as the Yellow Turban Army appeared, it attracted most of the strong men among the poor people into the army, and swept across the cities for a while, so that they didn't dare to show their heads at all. So I have been waiting for the opportunity.

You Zhonglang sent Zhu Jun to the south with the festival in order to destroy Bocai. This was their chance.

Because the person who took the lead and represented the orthodox came. Moreover, apart from Zhu Jun representing orthodoxy, his commanding ability is also valued by everyone.

That's why the scene of stars holding the moon will appear.

After pondering, Zhang Miao soon came to the Changshe City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, he saw all kinds of guards sitting lazily in the big yard, and the whole yard was noisy.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao frowned slightly.

In order to curry favor with Zhu Jun who was going south, the officials of various states and counties tried their best to insert heroes from the clan into the army.

However, can the soldiers and horses gathered in Changshe City really be twisted together?

"Prefect Zhang!" Some guards immediately saluted Zhang Miao when they saw Zhang Miao.

After all, Zhang Miao is very famous in Yanzhou, and many people know him.

"Yeah!" Zhang Miao nodded imposingly without anger.

At this time, a hearty voice came: "Meng Zhuo!! You are finally here!"

"Hehe... Zhang is late! You Zhonglang will forgive me." Zhang Miao followed the prestige and found a large number of people walking out of the hall, then smiled slightly and cupped his hands.

"Meng Zhuo is serious. For the sake of the stability of the man, it has been hard work for everyone to trek over mountains and rivers. Come... Come... Please come in quickly, Zhu Mou just held a banquet to welcome everyone, you came just in time!" Zhu Jun stepped forward and pulled Holding Zhang Miao's hand, he spoke the words from the bottom of his heart.

As if infected by Zhu Jun's emotions, Zhang Miao's tense face relaxed slightly.

The Yellow Turban Army should be a mob, and they won't do much, so they don't need to be too nervous.

"Brother! Please!" Zhang Chao walked out of the crowd and said softly.

"En!" Zhang Miao nodded to Zhang Chao. His younger brother had been in contact with him before coming over.

Originally, the two of them secretly gathered their soldiers and horses together to attack the Yellow Turban Army in Yanzhou again, but Zhu Jun came over before they finished their arrangements.

Soon, everyone returned to the banquet hall, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Pushing cups and changing cups, toasting and staggering.

"General Zhu, this is your son?!" Zhang Miao looked at Zhu Hao with flickering eyes.

"Yes, this is my useless little tiger head." Although Zhu Jun said so, his flushed face was still filled with a touch of complacency.

Originally, Zhu Hao would not have been promoted to the prefect of a county so quickly, but the mission of suppressing bandits issued by the previous emperor, he used his contacts to arrange him to suppress bandits, cooperated with other people, and made a lot of contributions, so it was unexpected. Many people expected to be promoted to prefect.

But it's not the prefect of the big county in the Central Plains, but the county on the Jiangnan side.

It is very rare to become a prefect at this age, so Zhang Miao is very interested in Zhu Hao.

"A tiger father has no dogs, the ancients never deceived me! Haha..." Zhang Miao was happy for Zhu Jun. When he was in the imperial court, he was very familiar with Zhu Jun, and he was an old friend.

"Where, Meng Zhuo is a double master, isn't it quite enviable to everyone..." Zhu Jun laughed.

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and began to chat with great vigor.

"Everyone, the Yellow Turban Rebellion this time was caused by a thief who spread his horns to deceive the people. After more than ten years of hard work, he has laid a solid foundation in various states and counties. It is difficult for us to eradicate the roots for a while, so we need the help of the heroes here. Can you help me?" Come on, I am very grateful, but before the official crusade against Bocai, I still need to talk to you about the rules in the army."

"You know, there are currently eighteen camps standing in front of Changshe City, with a total of 1.3 million troops. This is not a small number, so everyone needs to follow the rules of order and prohibition..." Zhu Jun is also a veteran in the battlefield. Explain some military regulations clearly and logically.

He half-pushed the children of the gentry into the army, but he was still the one in power.

The officers and soldiers gathered in Changshe City, not everyone has 200,000 troops like Zhang Miao, and some prefects even have only tens of thousands of troops.

However, the number of soldiers in Yanzhou and Yuzhou is still larger than this, but he is confident that they can be wiped out.

Taking advantage of everyone's interest, Zhu Jun explained some things.

"Master Zhonglang, next, how do we start marching?!"

"Xu Du!" Zhu Jun said forcefully.

"The current garrison of Xudu is Peng Tuo, commander of Daqu under Bocai's command, and his garrison is 400,000. As long as we take down Xudu in one go, we can basically take down Yingchuan County."

"General Zhu, there are currently Bocai, Deng Mao, He Man, He Yi and other yellow scarf leaders in Yanzhou and Yuzhou. Will they gather in secret and lie in wait for us?!" Zhang Miao said with a formal address .

"No!" Zhu Jun said.

"Currently He Man, He Yi and other yellow scarf leaders are in Runan County. After Deng Mao led his army to capture Xudu, they went to Chen State and Liang State to wreak havoc, but they were not in Yingchuan County." Zhu Jun said firmly.

"That's good!" Zhang Miao nodded. It is better for Zhu Jun to have detailed information and intelligence sources. He trusted Zhu Jun's words.

Zhu Jun is calm and loyal, and he is a rare commander. Unlike Lu Zhi's Confucian generals, and Huangfusong's shrewdness and ruthlessness, Zhu Jun pays attention to the mean.

Liu Hong arranged the three of them in this way, and he also had a lot of thoughtfulness. Why didn't he transfer Zhu Jun to Jingzhou and send Huangfu Song to Yanzhou? It is because of understanding two people.

"That's good! Let's rest and adjust for another day tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow we will pull out the camp and wipe out the Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan County!" Zhu Jun sonorously said forcefully.

At this remark, many representatives of the gentry in Yingchuan County were slightly overjoyed. The Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan County has been raging for a long time. Although Taipingdao gets along with them like a river, they always feel that there is a knife hanging over their heads, which is very uncomfortable.

Especially recently, some news has spread that those Yellow Turban soldiers seem to be getting more and more irritable, and there seems to be some kind of huge murderous intent brewing in the whole state and county.

(Recently, I don’t know if it’s because I ate too much hot food or I’m under a lot of work pressure. Tonight, my eyes are red, and it hurts to sit in front of the computer. I’m not in a good state. I barely coded a chapter.)