"A bunch of garbage, you can't do this little thing!"

Angry Zhang Bao, kicked the Yellow Turban soldier who overturned the order.

The morning light was faint, and the sky was shining.

Outside the south gate, the Yellow Turban Army followed one after another, trampling on the corpses of their companions, rushing forward to kill, and the sky and earth led by Jiang Xiaobai were broken, and they frantically pulled the bowstring and shot the rushing Yellow Turban soldiers.

The number of people on Jiang Xiaobai's side is too small, it is a hard injury, and as time passes, it gradually shows fatigue.

On the other hand, the Yellow Turban Army, using the tactics of crowds, finally rushed to the bottom of the city wall at the cost of the blood of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers.

However, they did not have siege equipment.

This is the hard wound of the Yellow Turban Army!

"Splash fire oil, throw rolling wood, I want to see how iron Zhang Bao's head is!"

Hearing Jiang Xiaobai's words, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and others began to act, pouring the fire oil that had been prepared long ago on the Yellow Turban soldiers under the city wall, and as the sparks fell, the fire oil burned violently.

Those Yellow Turban soldiers whose bodies were stained with fire oil instantly turned into burning men, letting out painful wails.

The oil was followed by the rolling wood.

Heavy rolling logs fell from a high place, carrying a huge force, and the people smashed by the Yellow Turban Army under the city wall turned on their backs, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

The oil and rolling wood joined the battlefield, immediately causing a large area of the Yellow Turban soldiers to die, and the fire oil spread, turning into a sea of fire, mercilessly devouring the screams of the Yellow Turban soldiers.

The smell of burnt meat filled the air.

"How is this battle still going to be fought?"

Looking at all this from afar, watching the Yellow Turban soldiers finally rush under the city wall, but facing the second wave of fierce counterattacks of the Han army, Zhang Bao felt a deep sense of powerlessness, and his whole person softened.

"Mingjin, collect the troops!"

Even if he was unwilling, Zhang Bao could only order the withdrawal of the army.

After a night of fierce fighting, the Yellow Turban Army has long been exhausted, both physically and mentally, it has reached the limit, and continuing to attack the city is just a unilateral head.

"Damn the Han army, are they still human?!"

Zhang Bao racked his brains and couldn't figure out where this Han army that sneaked up on Quyang came from, obviously there were only a few hundred people, but it was like thousands of troops, as if everyone was the reincarnation of the overlord Xiang Yu.

In desperation, Zhang Bao led the Yellow Turban Army and retreated.

On this night, the Yellow Turban Army killed nearly 10,000 people, and paid such a tragic price, but in the end it died without a problem.

I have to say that in this battle, Zhang Bao was defeated.

After the Yellow Turban Army was defeated and retreated, Jiang Xiaobai and his party were able to breathe, this night was a torment for the Yellow Turban Army, and it was nothing short of the heavens and the earth.

Wang Lin, Zhang Quan, Mu Xia and others couldn't help but think of the bold words that Jiang Xiaobai once released.

"If one day, you face 200,000 enemy troops, and you won't die a single person, then the real heaven and earth are broken."

When everyone heard this, they all thought that Jiang Xiaobai was crazy, but now that Wang Lin and the others think back, it was not that Jiang Xiaobai was crazy, but that their vision was too narrow at that time.

It's only been a month, and Jiang Xiaobai's crazy words have been realized.

Although Zhang Bao's army did not have 200,000, after this battle, if he really faced 200,000 enemy troops in the future, Wang Lin and others would dare to fight.

As Zhang Bao's station, the armed resources in Xiaquyang City are abundant, and the grain and grass are also sufficient.

Especially eating, it is simply too rich.

There are many types of chicken, duck, fish, and pork......

In the hall, Jiang Xiaobai sat in the main seat, facing the various delicacies placed in front of him, his eyes stared straight at him, and his mouth was drooling.

"Everyone, don't look at it, let's go."

While greeting, Jiang Xiaobai used both hands and mouths, and put his hands on the delicacies on the table, he ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl, and he was very happy.

There were also several people sitting in the field, namely Jiang Xiaohua, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun and Wang Lin.

Zhang Quan and Mu Xia led the heavens and the earth to be deficient and stationed on the north and south city towers.

"This is fish broth, it's so fragrant."

Jiang Xiaohua had a bowl of fish soup in front of her, she got close and smelled it, and was immediately fascinated by the fragrance of fresh fish soup, the little girl smiled happily, her eyes narrowed into a crescent moon, very cute.

Zhao Yun: "It's really delicious. ”

Wang Lin: "No wonder everyone wants to be a general, every day is a big fish and a big meat, this life is really comfortable." ”

Among the crowd, Zhang Fei has really seen the world, compared to Jiang Xiaobai, Wang Lin and a few of them, Zhang Fei is much more gentlemanly.

Zhang Fei raised the wine jar, but saw that Jiang Xiaobai and the others were only concerned about eating: "Big brother, don't just eat vegetables, drink." ”

At this time, Er Ya brought a plate of soup cakes from the back kitchen, and the thick sesame crispy fragrance wafted out from the soup cakes on the plate and spread to the entire hall.

"Master, this is a pastry for you."

Jiang Xiaobai, who was feasting, wiped off his greasy mouth, he looked at the soup cake brought by Erya, and his eyes were surprised: "This cake is a bit interesting, it looks like it is made of pigskin." ”

"Master, it's called a pork skin cake."

Erya was understanding, she explained to Jiang Xiaobai: "The practice of this cake is very complicated, you must first use boiling water to mix rice flour into a gruel-like shape, and then scoop the glee into the copper basin spoonful by spoonful, let the copper basin float in the boiling water, constantly rotate, and when the slurry is plastered all over the wall of the copper basin and solidified into a cake, then the cake in the copper basin is taken out and cooked, the cooked cake is taken out, put it in cold water and soaked it, poured on the prepared broth, and the sesame seeds drink the juice into the flavor, and it is ready." ”

"Wow, Sister Erya is so powerful, she actually knows so much."

Although Jiang Xiaohua didn't understand, she saw that Erya said a lot, and she felt very powerful.

Erya's face was shy: "I also knew about it in the back kitchen, and I thought that the master might ask, so I remembered more." ”

Jiang Xiaohua: "Brother, you see how good Sister Erya is to you, so careful." ”

Jiang Xiaobai picked up the pork skin cake, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, I have to say that this pork skin cake has a strong taste, mixed with a rich sesame crispy fragrance, it is simply delicious.

"Yes, yes, Erya has a heart."

Jiang Xiaobai gave a thumbs up to Erya, his simple actions made Erya's face blush, and her heart was full of happiness.

As long as she can get Jiang Xiaobai's affirmation, she will be very satisfied.

"Girl, Zilong, this cake is good, you can taste it too."

Jiang Xiaobai divided the pork skin cake into several portions and gave them to Jiang Xiaohua and Zhao Yun, and everyone had a share.

As the saying goes, the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoyed the shade.

After settling in Xiaquyang, Jiang Xiaobai and his entourage lived a very comfortable life, eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, wearing silk and satin, and they seemed to have become the emperors of the soil here.

The people in Xiaquyang were also relieved.

In the past, the Yellow Turban Army occupied this city, bullying men and women on weekdays, and was overbearing, and the people were miserable, frightened all day long, and did not have a day of peace.

Now, the Yellow Turbans have been driven away, and the people are cheering.