On the Duchang city wall, Kong Rong and the others saw the troops that were getting closer and closer, and a handsome Zhou Zi handsome flag flying in the wind, where they didn't know whose troops it was, and the whole person shouted to the people around them with a happy face: "Wait a while, open the city with a certain family, meet the enemy, and attack the Yellow Turban Army outside the city with the horse master before and after!" ”

"Your Excellency is not right!" Lin Zhi looked at the team that was getting closer and closer, his whole brows furrowed high, and shouted to Kong Rong, who was about to open the city to meet the enemy.

When Kong Rong heard this, he looked at the person who spoke, and when he saw that it was Lin Zhi, his face was slightly gloomy, this person had asked himself to invite Wu Anguo back before, but he almost wiped out the people in the city, and now he is ready to open the city to meet the enemy, this person opened his mouth again to stop it, is there something that is not boring?

Lin Zhi stretched out his hand to the troops approaching outside the city, "My lord, you look at this army, it seems to be the Yellow Turban Army!" I saw a Yellow Turban Army walking towards Duchang City in an orderly manner

Even Bu Ji on the arrow tower of the Yellow Turban Army camp outside the city looked puzzled: "What's the matter, whose troops is this?" Looking at the people and horses who were clearly wearing yellow turban military uniforms, I couldn't help but guess in my heart.

Zhang Niujiao in Zhou Qi's team saw that the Yellow Turban Army scattered in the distance did not have the slightest intention of facing the enemy, and he had already greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of that guy in his heart.

Although Kong Rong didn't like Lin Zhi, he still looked in the direction of the other party's finger, and saw a group of people and horses with yellow scarves on their heads walking towards Duchang City, if it wasn't for the Yellow Turban Army, I'm afraid no one would believe it, "Oh my God!" How is this possible? "Hope is shattered right in front of you, and I have to say that it is a big blow to people.

"My lord, what should I do now?" A man looked at Kong Rong cautiously asking, for fear that the lord in front of him would do something stupid and lose his life.

"What else can I do, if those guys are really the Yellow Turban Army, we can only fight to the death for the people in the city and wait for the rescue of reinforcements!" Kong Rong glanced at the man, and then looked at the troops in the distance with a solemn expression.

Bu has looked at the troops who are getting closer and closer, and the doubts in his heart have deepened, could it be that the Yellow Turban Army in other states and counties is secretly conspiring in his heart.

Outside the firing range of the Bu Ji camp, Zhou Qi waved the Sunny Sky Hook and Scythe in his hand and motioned for everyone to stop and look at Zhang Niujiao.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, Zhang Niujiao looked towards the place where his gaze was projected, and saw that it was his lord Zhou Qi, and then rode a horse to the other party's side and whispered, "What does the lord command?" ”

During the period of going to Duchang, Zhang Niujiao was not less than a lesson from Xiang Yu and Yan Liang because he did not respect his lord, but his force was not at the same level and had to accept his fate, so he would behave like that.

"Brother Zhang, after a while, I hope you can lead a team of men and horses to shoot the arrow feathers tied to the Yellow Turban Camp to persuade the surrender letter into the camp!" After a while, someone came to Zhang Niujiao with the arrow feathers prepared in advance.

When Zhang Niujiao heard that the big stone in his confidence suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes couldn't help but be full of gratitude: "The lord will definitely not let you down!" Soon he led a group of Yellow Turban troops in the direction of the camp.

Bu on the arrow tower had already seen Zhang Niujiao appearing in the team, and the whole person looked dumbfounded: "Didn't Qu Shuai say that he was exterminated, why did he appear here?" "I can't help but feel a little chilled in my heart, and there are no ghosts in the daytime.

"The men and horses in the camp listen to Lao Tzu is your Qu Shuai Zhang Niujiao, and now he has surrendered to Lord Zhou Qi, the master of Jingzhou, when will you wait if you don't surrender at this time?" Zhang Niujiao rode his horse and stood as he looked at the people in the camp and shouted loudly.

"What surrender?" When Bu had heard this, his face changed and changed, "Release the arrow and shoot that guy who pretends to be Qu Shuai to death!" Worried about the mutiny, Bu hurriedly ordered his subordinates to shoot arrows at Zhang Niujiao.

For a moment, the sparse arrow feathers shot towards Zhang Niujiao's side.

Zhang Niujiao saw that someone actually shot an arrow at him, and the cold light in his eyes flashed, and in his heart, he put Bu had already placed himself in the category of dead people, retreated to the rear of the team, and pulled a strong bow from the full moon, and tied an arrow feather with a letter of persuasion to surrender, and put it up: "Whoosh!" With a thud, he shot in the direction of the Yellow Turbans' arrow tower.

"Boom!" With a bang, I saw that the arrow feather was in the middle of the pillar of the arrow tower, and a strip of cloth tied to the tail was shaking there incessantly.

Bu has seen the shaking arrow feathers, the fierce face instantly frightened pale as paper, after a short recovery finally returned to normal expression, looking at the tail of the arrow feather cloth strip, a tear off the strip of cloth, hurriedly looked at its contents, and suddenly his face changed greatly.

"Shoot the arrows!" Zhang Niujiao looked at Bu Ji on the arrow tower with an indifferent look, and ordered to the subordinates around him, and for a while, the arrow feathers in the sky shot in the direction of the Yellow Turban Army camp.

Bu had immediately climbed down the arrow tower and shouted to his guards: "Quickly collect all the arrows in the camp, if anyone dares to hide it privately, there will be no mercy!" ”

Not long after, a group of Yellow Turban troops, led by the guards, carried shields in the camp to collect arrows.

The unknown Yellow Turban Army found the tail strip of cloth when the arrow feather shot in, and when he picked it up, some curious people inevitably opened the strip of cloth, and after seeing the contents, their faces changed greatly, and they burst out into exclamations, "As long as we surrender, there will be no murder, and the one outside the city is our Qu Shuai Zhang Niujiao!" ”

After a while, three or five people gathered together to discuss privately, and they were too frightened to speak when they watched the patrolling law enforcement teams, but they could still see that some people were unfortunately arrested and killed.

That night, a Yellow Turban soldier escaped from the camp and fled in the direction of Zhou Qi's troops: "Who is where!" One of the attendants saw someone sneaking up on his side and asked loudly.

"Don't kill me, I'm in the Yellow Turban Army camp and now come to surrender!" The man replied with a worried look on his face, covered in mud and facing the approaching Jingzhou army.

When the man heard this, he took the Yellow Turban Army to the camp, and Zhou Qi had already explained that all the Yellow Turban Army deserters were handed over to Zhang Niujiao, so the man did not stop coming to Zhang Niujiao's tent in the slightest.

The next morning, when the sky was bright, Zhang Niujiao took Zhang San to the front of the Yellow Turban Army camp, and took a big black pot full of meat and thick soup, and glanced at Zhang San and motioned for the other party to eat.

Zhang San, who was already hungry and thirsty, had never seen so much meat, and it had fallen all over the ground, so he grabbed a huge piece of fat meat in the big black pot and devoured it.

The Yellow Turban Army, which was defending on the arrow tower of the Yellow Turban Army camp, saw that Zhang San was eating meat underground, and his face was full of oil, but he and the others could only drink a bowl of gruel at the moment, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Zhang Niujiao looked at Zhang San and burped again, and sat on the ground with a satisfied look, as if he was reminiscing about the sweetness of the fat meat, "The boy stood up and persuaded his comrades in the camp to surrender!" ”

When Zhang San heard this, he suddenly had a wit, and he stood up and shouted towards the Yellow Turban Battalion: "Brothers, what is said on the cloth is true, as long as you surrender, there is really meat to eat!" ”

Bu has been in front of Zhang Niujiao to lead Zhang San to the camp, and he has come to the arrow tower with a gloomy face, Zhang San's face is hard to see when he is happy, and it seems that Lao Tzu must escape from here, if not, he will lead the troops to surrender, I am afraid that those guys can live their lives will also be explained here.

The Yellow Turban Army in the camp saw Zhang San eating fat and saliva with relish before the battle, and they couldn't wait to replace it themselves.

Zhang Niujiao ordered his subordinates to light a fire in front of the position again, put a large cauldron on the fire, and then filled the black pot with water, put the hunted wild boar meat into the pot and stewed it, and soon the smell of meat drifted along the breeze towards the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

"Wait for a team of men to surrender here!" After glancing at Zhang San, he rode his horse in the direction of Zhou Qi's camp.

"Brothers in the camp, come out and eat meat, it's true, I know you haven't eaten meat for a long time, we are all compatriots of the Yellow Turban Army, and we won't harm you!" A Yellow Turban soldier was beside the fire and persuaded the Yellow Turbans to surrender.

From time to time, there will be Yellow Turban Army with green and faint eyes, looking at the fat meat on the fire and drooling, eager to escape from the camp immediately and eat meat there.

Not long after, a team of Yellow Turban Army walked out of Zhou Qi's camp, carrying a jar of wine appeared in Bu Ji's sight, and casually opened the mud seal on the wine jar and the fragrance of wine wafted all over the camp.

Bu had already seen such a scene, his face was already pale, and he said with a snack, how can these damn guys have so much food, damn it, it's really hateful!

Before Bu has gotten off the arrow tower, the team of Yellow Turban soldiers next to him glanced at each other, the fierce light in his eyes flashed away, when Bu has not understood what is going on, several people are like a vicious wind towards each other, and soon they will be tied up to capture Bu has been taken to the front of the camp.

Bu has looked at the compatriots in the past, his face is hard to see, "You ungrateful things, who rescued you in the first place and gave you hope for survival!" ”

"Qu Shuai! We are also forced to wait, and now we can only drink porridge with you, but if you surrender, you can eat meat, as long as you are not a fool, I am afraid you will choose to eat meat, so you can only sacrifice your happiness to all of us! "Lead everyone step by step towards the fire in Zhou Qi's camp... to be continued