Han Xian was defeated, and the news hit Yang Feng like a heavy blow.

If he had more than enough before.

Now he has eighty percent of the news about Mujing.

At this moment, he is like an ant on a hot pot, jumping up and down, but even so, there is still a trace of luck in his heart.

People never see the coffin and don't shed tears.

Even if Yang Feng believed eighty percent, there were still two percent of the lucky salute, and he thought in his heart that maybe it was just the strength of the Xiliang Army on the one hand that did something to them, as long as the Xiliang Army did not unite with the Xiongnu Army, he relied on the strength of his hands and the terrain of Baibo Valley, as well as the autumn grain that had been put away in the granary, which was enough to block a few months.

So at this time, even if he became a little impatient, he was still stable on the surface.

But the next day, when news came from the north, he could no longer sit still.

"What, Hu Shuai's defeat?"

Yang Feng's eyes were red, and he stared at the scout and said, "What the hell is going on?" ”

"Report to Yang Shuai, two days ago, the Hun cavalry suddenly crossed the river and went straight into Xiangling, and attacked Hu Shuai's army, Hu Shuai's main force suffered heavy casualties, fortunately Li Shuai led his troops to respond, and successfully escaped from the encirclement!"

The scout knelt down and gave his hand to report: "But they were chased and killed by the Hun cavalry all the way, their soldiers and horses were greatly damaged, and now they are stationed on Qingping Mountain, which is less than eighty miles away from Baibo Valley, and the surrounding area of this mountain has been surrounded by the Hun army, they are in danger, and they sent more than a dozen scouts to break through and come to ask for help!" ”

"Qingping Mountain?"

Yang Feng spread out several topographic maps, these topographic maps are all drawn in cowhide, the route is circuitous, the coverage area is small, and it takes several pairs together to see clearly: "Damn, this place is in trouble!" ”

He paced back and forth, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became.

The strength of the Baibo Yellow Turban has fallen to the lowest, and at this time, facing the attack of the two major forces, I am afraid that the Baibo Valley will be lost, and then the Baibo Yellow Turban will either be wiped out by the whole army, or it will become a rogue to break through and kill.

Who else can save the white wave and yellow scarf?

He inexplicably thought of Mu Jing and Zhang Ning, one is the son of Xiangguo today, and the other is the heir of the Taiping Dao Dynasty, maybe they will have a little way......

"Yang Shuai, what's the situation in the north?" At this time, after a night's rest, Han Xian had recovered a lot of energy, and the wounds on his body were bandaged, he walked in and asked a little nervously.

Now that Xiliang has sent troops, they have lost the barrier in the south, and if something happens in the north, I am afraid that the whole army of Baibo and Yellow Turbans will really be wiped out.

"It's not good!"

Yang Feng smiled bitterly and said: "Hu Cai was attacked by the Hun army, although Li Le was prepared in advance, but when he came to the aid of Hu Cai, it still led to a lot of casualties, they fled all the way south, but two legs are not as good as four legs, and now they are besieged by the Hun cavalry on Qingping Mountain, and they sent people to ask for help!" ”

"Qingping Mountain, although that place is also a defensive place, there is a way in and out, and it is difficult to catch it!"

Han Xian's face changed suddenly, and he became a little gloomy.

"Brother Han, it seems that they really want to eat us in one bite while we are leaderless!" Yang Feng said in a deep voice: "At this moment, we need to abandon our previous suspicions and work together to tide over the difficulties!" ”

"Brother Yang opened the city gate and let me enter the city, it is already a grace, I, Han Xian, am not a villain, and I should respect Yang Shuai as Qu Shuai in the future!"

Han Xian arched his hand and said.

In the past, they were all comrades-in-arms who had a good relationship, but there was only one position for Qu Shuai, after Guo Tai died in battle, they all wanted to fight for this position, and finally there was a rift, which led him to lead his troops to leave Baibo Valley, Hu Cai and Li Le's soldiers and horses went north, and Baibo and Yellow Turbans were divided into three shares.

But yesterday, Yang Feng's action of opening the city gate made him a little ashamed.

Yang Feng trusted him at this juncture, and he naturally had to reciprocate.

Moreover, at this juncture, if the Baibo Yellow Turban is in civil strife again, I am afraid that no one will really be able to save the future of the Baibo Yellow Turban.

"Brother Han Gaoyi!"

Yang Feng shook his head and sighed: "If it was before, I'm afraid I would not hesitate to do the next, but now, the white wave and yellow scarf are in danger, you and I are even the generals of Qu Shuai, it will be difficult to convince the public in a short period of time, whether I surrender you or you descend to me, it is difficult to convince the soldiers under my command!" ”

"What does Brother Yang mean......" Han Xian was a little surprised, he didn't expect Yang Feng to spit out the meat that reached his mouth directly, he suddenly couldn't understand Yang Feng's mentality, and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Highness!"

Yang Feng said faintly: "At this moment, I can convince the soldiers and fight together, it's not you and me, I'm afraid only Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden!" ”

The name of the Holy Maiden has a high reputation among the Yellow Turban Army, if Mrs. Guo is still there, they don't need to do this, and even the Holy Maiden can't preside over the army even if she comes down, because the Baibo Yellow Turban is Mrs. Guo's henchmen up and down.

But Guo Tai died in battle, the white waves and yellow scarves were scattered, and none of their four brigade commanders could completely suppress the scene, and Fang Cheng fell apart now.

"Your Highness?"

Hearing this, Han Xian pondered for a while, then raised his head, looked at Yang Feng's eyes vividly, and said: "Brother Yang has thought clearly, His Royal Highness is not just a simple Highness, now you can also see it, she is simply the head of the Mu Long Tu Horse, do you want to return to the Mu Clan?" ”

"Surrender may not be impossible, we can not be afraid of death, but if our Yellow Turban Army in Baibo is destroyed, what kind of face do you have to meet Qu Shuai!"

Yang Feng said: "It is not necessary, I don't want to choose like this, but if only this road can save us, I will choose to gamble!" ”

He thought for a while and added: "And you and I have to admit one thing, Mu Shan is the Yellow Turban Qu Shuai, and Her Royal Highness the Holy Maiden chose them again, when it comes to Yellow Turban orthodoxy, they are more qualified than us!" ”

"But even so, Yuanshui can't save the near fire, there are only four of them in the valley, only Huang Zhong is available, and the offensive trend of the Hun army and the Xiliang army has become a trend, within three days, they will inevitably storm Baibo Valley, they clearly want to eat us, and the Mu soldiers and horses are far away in the capital, and they can't save us at all!"

Han Xian said.

The Mu clan had no soldiers and horses in Hedong at all.

"Then let's see what he is capable of!"

Yang Feng said coldly: "He dares to come to Baibo Valley, is there no basis for him at all?" ”

……

At noon, just after lunch, Mu Jing and his party were invited to the conference hall.

"Yang Shuai has news?" Mu Jing said with a smile.

Since passing the news to Yang Feng and them, Mu Jing has not been asking about this matter for a while, he knows that until the last moment, Bai Bo and Huang Turban will never let them interfere, once they let them interfere, it is equivalent to admitting surrender.

Mu Jing is not in a hurry, after all, this matter is not in a hurry, someone is beating him crookedly outside the valley to add fuel to him, and this pressure will be his help.

Of course, he also knew that if he wanted these people to be subdued, he still needed a little heat.

So in the past few days, although he has secretly arranged some things, on the bright side, he has been traveling in the valley to experience the scenery, Baibo Valley looks like a valley, but in fact it is a small plain separated by the left and right mountains, there are a lot of strange horses in it, the scenery is very good, plus the air 1,800 years ago, it is more comfortable.

"Shepherd's news is really well-informed!" Yang Feng said a little gloomy.

"Look at Yang Shuai like this, you have suffered a loss!"

Mu Jing said lightly.

"Humph!"

Yang Feng snorted coldly and was silent.

"Mu Shizi, now our situation is very bad, the fight is too sudden, Jiangyi is lost, Pingyang and Xiangling in the north are also lost, the north-south road is blocked, I see that the two armies are about to come to the city, and Hu Shuai and Li Shuai's soldiers and horses are also trapped in Qingping Mountain by the Hun army, I have a white wave and yellow scarf, it is already in danger, the son of the world also said before, we are in the same line, all are Taiping disciples, the Yellow Turban Army, if the prince has a way to break the situation, please help!" Han Xian gave up his hand and said the matter again, sincerely.

"Let's not discuss whether I can solve this situation or not!"

Mu Jing's eyes instantly became fierce, he stared at Yang Feng, and said, "If I help you, what can I get, if it's a loss-making deal, I won't do it?" ”

"As long as you can solve this dilemma, I can represent the Baibo Yellow Turban and form an alliance with your Mu Clan!" Yang Feng said in a deep voice.

"Yang Shuai, it seems that you are still a little lucky!"

Mu Jing sneered: "I'm here to surrender this time, not to form an alliance!" ”

Alliance, that is required to achieve the same status, it is not that he underestimates the Baibo Yellow Turban, even if Guo Taishang is still there, when the Baibo Yellow Turban is at its peak, he is not worthy of an alliance with the Mu clan who is now in charge of the imperial court.

The white wave and yellow scarves are now greatly damaged, and they are still facing the danger of annihilation of the whole army, and they actually intend to maintain their autonomy by forming an alliance, this transaction, Mu Jing, as a careful businessman, will not do it.

"I don't want to have any dirt between us in the future, and I don't want someone to say that I am a treacherous pastor in the future, so there are some things I have to find out!"

Mu Jing continued: "If you want to surrender, everything can be discussed, but if you want to form an alliance, I will not accompany you!" ”

"Why should the prince look down on me so much?" Yang Feng's face was pale.

"Not to be underestimated!"

Mu Jing shook his head: "I just don't want to deceive you, even if I accept the proposal of an alliance today, let you put forward your opinions, we will eat you in the future, this is the crushing of strength, you have seen a black bear and a kitten form an alliance, this is impossible, why deceive yourself!" ”

When Yang Feng and Han Xian heard this, they glanced at each other, and their eyes could reflect each other's angry and helpless expressions.

They couldn't refute what Mu Jing said.

Today's Baibo Yellow Turban is indeed no longer qualified to form an alliance with Mushan.

"If we agree to return to the country of Mu Xiang, today I will be in trouble with the white wave and yellow turban, and you can calm it?"

After half a ring, Han Xian spoke first and asked.

"I'll do my best!"

Mu Jing couldn't speak too slowly, but he expressed his sincerity: "The worst result, I will die here with you!" ”