Guangzong County, on the tower of the city, Zhang Jiao sat for a night, and finally saw the fire burning in the north on the fifth watch.

The firelight ignited in the company camp, and it was reflected in Zhang Jiao's somewhat cloudy eyes, full of joy.

"Hahaha, haha...... Cough! ”

He never imagined that the few generals he selected could do such a beautiful job, not only burning down at least two military camps, but also setting fire to grain and grass.

Zhang Jiao smiled very heartily, but there was bitterness in his smile.

After glancing at the blood coughed up on his sleeve, Zhang Jiao closed his eyes helplessly.

He felt that his time was running out.

Huang Tian's great cause was not yet completed, and several defeats on the battlefield on the southern front made his heart heavy. The Yellow Turban Sect has millions of people, but there is no conscience to share political affairs for Zhang Jiao, and the affairs of the eight states are all pressed on his shoulders that are not much broad, and he is too tired.

The body wants to rest, but can he rest?

Yingchuan, Tran Quok, Runan, Donggun, Jangshe, Hanoi, Shangdang, Saihori...... These prosaic place names are now the battlefields of the Yellow Turban in the Central Plains.

Bu Ji, Bo Cai, Zhang Mancheng, Chen Wei, Ma Yuanyi, Han Zhong, Zhao Hong, Sun Zhong, Wu Ba...... Each of these names once led tens of thousands of believers to fight desperately for the Yellow Sky in various places until they paid for their lives.

Along with them, there are hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans whose names and surnames should be inscribed on their tombstones.

How can Zhang Jiao allow himself to rest?

The original plan was almost perfect, and sixteen years of hard work ended because of the leaks of Tang Zhou, if it weren't for the fact that Qu Shuai had been hunted and killed by the Han Dynasty before the incident, how could it have caused a situation where it was difficult for the states to communicate today.

Shaking his head, he swallowed his breath sharply and opened his eyes, passed away the blood on his mouth, and suddenly looked back and shouted: "The generals of the earth and the people obey the order, and lead the army to the north of the city at noon today to intercept the Han army!" ”

Taiping Dao is by no means a rabble with great momentum but lack stamina!

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Huangfu Song ordered the three feints of shooting, infantry, and cavalry, in order to create an illusion for Zhang Jiao.

Because the direction of the Yellow Turban Army that attacked the camp last night was the north rather than the southern camp, Huangfu Song knew that Zhang Jiao must not know how much damage the night attack had caused to the Han army, so he feinted to attack the city with three troops and horses to create an opportunity for the actions of the rest of the troops.

As far as Zhang Jiao is concerned, it doesn't matter whether it is a feint attack or a positive attack, more than 100 ships will be placed on the shore, and it doesn't even matter whether the emperor uses it or not.

In short, he must attack Huangfu Song once in Bandu.

The current general trend of the world is not favorable to the Yellow Turban, but for the Jizhou battlefield, the Yellow Turban still occupies an absolute advantage, but this advantage only exists in the heart of the head of Jizhou Qian, and it is difficult to form a substantial force to help him resist the Han army.

His protégés were scattered all over the country, either killed in battle or defeated. The hearts of the people in Jizhou are **, and the people are no longer interested in opening their horns.

Huang Tian needs a victory too much.

It is always the case that when the dawn of victory is seen, many people can burst out with unparalleled courage, even if they give their lives for it, but when the situation collapses on the ground, there are very few who can still not give up.

It is also the most precious of human emotions.

Perhaps it was Huang Tianzhen's existence, and that night, more than 200 ships set sail from the west bank and marched towards the west bank belonging to Guangzong.

On the bank, more than 2,000 Yellow Turban wrestlers had already been ambushed, hiding in the woods behind the riverbank, and there were not many of them, only seeking to intercept the front army and the riverbank, not to kill the enemy.

The craftsman and Zou Jing, who supervised the shipbuilding, were both dead, and the Han soldiers were only a little puzzled as to why there were more Lu Ke, but no one clearly told them which ones belonged to the Han army and which ones did not.

In order to create the appearance of a large-scale attack, Xu Rong's department even carried wooden planks, as if he wanted to build a pontoon bridge over the water.

The shooting battalion boarded the scuttled boat bottom left by Chu Yan last night, and one of them ran aground on the shore.

After last night's fighting, the already excess number of soldiers of the 2nd Battalion of the Tun Cavalry Shooting Sound was greatly reduced, and there were no 3 out of 10, and Huangfu Song temporarily transferred posts to fill the 2nd Battalion to full strength, and it was precisely because of this that they were allowed to use it as a feint.

Ma Riyan was about to board the ship, and his subordinates hurriedly came to report: "Captain, a walker has just run aground on the shore!" ”

Ma Riyan frowned and said, "The craftsmen are too anxious, alas, change to other walkers, and be sure to reach the other bank before the camp arrives." ”

More than 900 shooters boarded the ship in turn on the shore more than two miles away, and with a gesture from Xu Rong and Ma Riyan, they sailed towards the opposite shore together.

The water was not deep or wide, but in the heavy rain at the end of summer, the waterline soared, to a width of more than 100 steps, and the water on the quicksand was not turbulent, and the sergeants did not know that they had stepped on the ship of death left by Chu Yan.

Since it was a feint, it was deliberately intended to let the Yellow Turban Army discover their fleet.

Xu Rong's calculation was very good, and the Yellow Turban Army in the city found that most of them would go out of the city to meet the enemy, and they may not be able to get benefits in a hasty response.

His idea was good, but they all ignored a little.

Most of the Han army came from Sanfu and six counties, and there were few rivers and rivers, so no one was a professional sailor...... They don't understand boats.

In the miles of forests on the other side of the river, under the leadership of General Gongji of the Yellow Turban Land, thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers had been waiting for a long time, watching their prey board the ship and sail.

They are praying for themselves, they are praying for the yellow sky.

The pontoon bridge was erected quickly, even though there was no moonlight tonight.

The infantry battalion that had begun had arrived, and Xu Rong clenched the iron gun in his hand and stepped on the land on the other side.

At this moment, there was a sudden "click" behind him, Xu Rong turned around suddenly, and a walking boat carrying more than a dozen shooters broke off from the middle, and the sergeant fell into the water.

A walker that followed crashed into the stern of the ship lifted in front of it, and the hull of the ship broke!

The same situation happened in the river that was no more than a hundred miles long, but after a few breaths, more than half of the shooters fell into the water!

The infantry Sima hurriedly ran to Xu Rong and asked, "Captain, many of the walkers carrying the Shooting Battalion have sunk into the water, quickly order the sergeants to rescue the robes!" ”

It was the first time Xu Rong encountered this kind of thing during the feint, after the initial panic, Xu Rong looked around, and after a short hesitation, Xu Rong said: "You speed up a song to rescue the sound of the battalion, and the rest of the sergeants listen to the order and strictly guard the riverbank!" ”

Sima Ling ordered his troops to urgently rescue the soldiers who had fallen into the water on the bank of the river, but at this moment, the forest in the distance suddenly shouted and killed!

Zhang Liang rode out of the forest, holding his sword and shouting: "Yellow Sky warriors, intercept the enemy!" Kill with Ben! ”

"Kill!"

Thousands of Yellow Turban wrestlers armed with all kinds of weapons, and a team of three rushed out of the forest, roaring and rushing towards the Han army on the bank of the river.

Xu Rong clenched the iron spear, watched the black and oppressive enemy army charging over, and shouted loudly: "The whole army is arrayed to meet the enemy!" ”