Three Kingdoms Mythology World

Jizhou, Changshan County, Shangquyang.

On the vast land, the dry grass is luxuriant, and the wind and dust are long. In Changshan County, where there has been no rain for a long time, large areas of land have been exhausted and cannot grow food crops.

As for Jizhou, due to the influence of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, countless landlords did not have the mind to focus on farming, resulting in a sharp drop of 90% in Jizhou's grain.

The land of China is rich in aura, and the rules of heaven and earth are peculiar. As long as you farm with peace of mind, you will basically never be short of food. In the states and counties, there are very few battles that cut off food.

However, due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, Jizhou has gradually begun to experience a food crisis. The farmers have a lot of ordinary grain reserves in their homes, but they are only enough to eat, and they also eat a lot because of their health.

However, sitting on the mountain to eat empty space, coupled with the acquisition of soldiers and horses from all walks of life, a food crisis emerged.

Many farmers have no choice but to join the conscription team and go to the battlefield to work hard.

In an ordinary mountain village outside Shangquyang, Yu Jin is leading his own soldiers to act as a conscription team.

No way, in a previous battle, the Blue Tiger Legion received a mission. Although the task was completed in the end, it also paid a heavy price, reducing staff by 70%.

"Legion Commander, Xingtang City was supposed to be fought by us, but they were called to fight South Xingtang City. It's too much." A lieutenant complained to Yu Jin.

"During the battle of Lingshou, we picked up too many mistakes, and some people were jealous, so we were sent to attack Nanxing Tang. Fortunately, Zhang Liang didn't retreat here, otherwise, if we met him, the whole army would be wiped out. " Yu Jin stood at the entrance of the village, looking at the towering mountains in the distance, said quietly.

"That's okay, now that my department has been beaten and disabled, and I was ordered to come over to recruit troops, so I missed the battle of Shang Quyang. Shang Quyang is tough!" the lieutenant grinned.

"Of course, now that we have military orders, we can take over the population on a large scale. Anyone who is willing to leave their hometown will be taken away!" Yu Jin laughed.

"I don't know how Shangquyang is doing now!" Yu Jin said quietly.

"Legion Commander, this village has been mobilized, and only a dozen households are willing to go with us." At this time, a messenger came over to report.

"There are only a dozen households... It's hard to leave my hometown..." Yu Jin murmured.

The conditions he offered to these people were actually pretty good. They had fields to grow and food to eat, and they would not take risks in the mountains and forests, nor would they eat tree roots and grass roots.

"Continue to the next village!" Yu Jin waved his hand.

In fact, three days ago, they were already fully recruited. 150,000 strong men are easy to recruit in this troubled world.

It's just that their goal is more population, so they didn't stop.

Yu Jin took people, like a census, to sweep them one by one, and the harvest was quite fruitful.

Another five days passed, and Yu Jin led his troops farther and farther away from Shangquyang City. However, their recruitment path seems to be chaotic and irregular, but the timing is going in one direction.

"Legion Commander, we have arrived at that destination!" The lieutenant whispered to the forbidden report.

"Oh... it's already here?! Then you greet those supervisors and let them get drunk all night. I will lead the troops to attack the resource point!" Yu Jin said in a condensed voice.

Yu Jin left Dong Zhuo's army to conscript, not only with his own troops, but also with some supervisors sent by Dong Zhuo. These people eat and drink, fill their own pockets, and have a very ugly face. But Yu Jin can only obey these people for the sake of the big plan, and entertain them with delicious food and drinks.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Yu Jin escaped into the darkness with his own soldiers.

I don't know how long the march took, but Yu Jin led the people to a huge river.

"Follow the river, walk ten miles, and you will see the Three Fingers Peak, and the resource base is just below it." Yu Jin thought to himself as he looked at the torrential river.

Gently clamping the horse's belly, Yu Jin led his soldiers to continue on their way along a specific path.

Soon, Yu Jin came near a mountain peak that looked like three fingers.

"Crack, click!" At this moment, a sound of footsteps came from the forest.

A group of people came out of the dark forest.

The leader is He Yuan, the deputy head of the Qinghu Legion.

"Legion Commander, you are here. How is the situation?" He Yuan greeted.

"The harvest is not bad, and tens of thousands of people have been transported back through the river." Yu Jin responded softly.

"How's the situation in this stronghold?" Yu Jin asked.

"This stronghold is different from other strongholds. There is no material transported in from the outside, so it is very difficult to infiltrate. In order not to startle the enemy, we did not investigate too much. However, there should not be many guards inside, probably less than 50,000 people." He Yuanning said.

This stronghold is one of the strongholds arranged by the Yellow Turban Army in Jizhou. According to the information posted by Zhang Huo, it is a resource point for temporarily supplying the Yellow Turban Army.

"Okay, attack in half an hour." Yu Jin looked up at the sky and ordered in a deep voice.

"promise!"

...

...

"Boom boom!!" A rapid roar echoed in the night.

Immediately afterwards, a huge wave of hot air rushed from a distance, breaking the silence of the field.

"Crack!!" The sound of weapons and armor rubbing gradually became clearer.

"Huhu!! Hurry up, everyone run! As long as we arrive at the resource point, we will have supplies." A burly military general covered in charred black held up a burnt-out flag and kept urging.

Behind him was a group of yellow scarf soldiers with scorched faces, ragged clothes and broken armor.

"Xiao Qushuai, is the general Rengong still awake?" A yellow scarf elder panted and asked in a low voice while looking at the only carriage.

His tone was full of fear.

"Alas... This time I was attacked by three generals, General Rengong was seriously injured, I don't know if I can hold on!" Shuai Xiaoqu said in a low voice.

"But no matter what, we will go to the resource point to recuperate temporarily according to the final plan of General Rengong before he fell into a coma," Xiao Qushuai said again.

"Well, it should be a few miles away, and everyone will be able to sleep peacefully by then."

"He's an idiot, the black-faced guy and the red-faced guy really don't talk about martial arts, and they even sneaked up on the hero general, it's really despicable!"

"On the battlefield of life and death, where do you care about martial arts...Even if the heroic general is attacked by surprise, he can fight three times, but unfortunately he can't avoid that red-faced man's weird knife... The heroic general was almost decapitated!" Xiao Qu Shuai recalled the previous battle and said with lingering fear.

"Hey... If it wasn't for General Rengong's sneak attack, even if the enemy came with hundreds of thousands of reinforcements, we would still be able to defend Shangquyang, and we would be able to forcefully consume these Han thieves!"

"Yeah, it's just one day away, and we'll be able to gather a million troops and activate that army soul. It's a pity."

"The army is defeated like a mountain... If we lose, we lose. As long as we defend Xiaquyang, we can join forces and fight when the general Digong wipes out the bandits in Zhongshan County."

"At that time, there is still a chance to activate the military soul!"

"Okay, let's go. According to the report of the rangers, there is a group of officers and soldiers nearby who are recruiting soldiers. Although their combat power is not high, it is not good to be dragged back." Xiao Qu Shuai said in a deep voice.

The remnants of the Yellow Turban Army hurried on their way.

...

"Legion Commander, there are Yellow Turbans!!" A scout hurriedly passed through the messy cottage, and walked up to Yu Jin to report.

"Is there any reinforcements? How many people are there?" Yu Jin suddenly got up when he heard the words, and walked towards the wooden city wall of the cottage with his weapon in his hand.

"I can't see the details, but there are at least tens of thousands of people. The spacious mountain road is basically filled by them, and there is still a long queue behind."

"Maybe it's troops coming to transport supplies to the front line, everyone assemble!" Yu Jin ordered.

On the wooden city wall, soldiers were constantly cleaning up the messy ground, dragging away the corpses and cleaning the blood.

Different from other strongholds, the guards of this stronghold would rather die than surrender. Even if Yu Jin, the god of killing, was there, they would rush forward bravely and fight to the last one!

Finally, the casualties were counted, and 60,000 Yellow Turban guards were killed, and 1,500 Qingyang Tiger Guards were killed in battle.

In the case of a sneak attack, with crushing combat power, the Qinghu Army still caused such casualties, which shows how strong the defenders are.

Unfortunately, they are buried here forever.

Except for some soldiers who kept cleaning the battlefield, those soldiers who were still resting cheered up from their sleep and came to the city wall with their weapons in their hands.

They were indeed exhausted after the first battle in the middle of the night, but now that there are still enemies, they have to stand up and fight.

"Boom boom!!" As the members of the Blue Tiger Legion made arrangements, a tremor came from a distance and gradually became clearer.

The dawn breaks through the darkness before dawn and shines on the earth.

Yu Jin looked from afar and saw the charred flag.

I saw a word on it: [Zhang]. Only the lower half of Zhang was burned.