In the evening, the team walked out of the woods, and Zhang Luo shouted: "Lao Du, Lao Bian." Lead your men to make a fire and cook. ”

After speaking, Zhang Luo waved his knife and got up to cut the branches.

The fire was all together, and even the brother who was almost paralyzed on the ground moved. The crowd staggered to their feet and gathered around the fire. After everyone gathered around the two bonfires, Zhang Luocai sat on the marching backpack like the soldiers.

Half a month ago, the siege and blockade of the Han army forced the Yellow Turban Army into a desperate situation, and Zhang Liang, the "general of the people", ordered many small troops to go out and try to find a way to communicate with the outside world. In the past half a month, Zhang Luo has led the team several times. This sortie was the furthest it had ever traveled, and the troops had been marching for six days in a row.

The heat of the fire drove away the chill from the brothers, and some of them looked alive and some couldn't help but take a nap. One of the brothers was trying to change his sitting position, but his body twitched, and he let out a sudden groan, and fell to the ground clutching his legs. He hugged his legs, and his mouth came out with a painful sound, and he couldn't help but inhale violently because of the sharp pain. No one is surprised, everyone has had this experience several times these days – leg cramps.

The brother next to him went up and straightened the brother's leg according to Professor Zhang Luo's method, broke the straight foot back, and slowly rotated it in a clockwise direction.

"The cramps are because I haven't eaten salt for too long! This time, let's go around the back of the Han army, and we must get salt! Otherwise, if you go for a few more days, no one will be able to withstand it. Zhang Luo said loudly.

Loss of appetite, weakness in the limbs, cramps, headaches, these are all the results of a lack of table salt. If this continues, sooner or later the Han army will be able to gain a comprehensive advantage over the Yellow Turban Army.

After all, it was a young man who was cramping, and he couldn't hold back his tears under the severe pain, and after a while, he relieved himself with the help of his comrades.

"Hot rice!" Zhang Luo shouted.

A large amount of salt was seized from the Han army that was wiped out yesterday. He wanted to save some salt, but now he can't see it. Then Liao Chun, who ordered Liao Chun, who was in charge of logistics, to take out the salt and distribute it to everyone, the salt carried by the Han army was not much, and it was not much in the hands of each brother. Immediately, a brother put a few grains of salt into his mouth, and although he frowned and smashed his mouth, the comfort in his heart could not be concealed at all.

Wu Chang Bian Xi, who was sitting next to Zhang Luo, took out his own food like the other brothers. It was a small bamboo tube that had been broken in half, and it had been re-tied with long grass to make it intact before it was broken. A bamboo tube is a meal, easy to calculate, and easy to carry. Everyone put their bamboo tubes next to the fire and heated them with fire.

Sitting by the fire and rubbing his calves for a while, Bian Xi said, "The team leads, the Han army is stationed everywhere, and it is too difficult to bypass from the south." Let's go this way, and then we will probably reach Wei County in the south. Let's go back to Guangzong first. After returning to Guangzong, we will not go south, but west. There are Han troops on the roads in the south, and there are many roads in the west, so there should be fewer Han troops. ”

Without answering Bian Xi's words, Zhang Luo took out two pieces of wood from his marching bag, and after opening them, he could see some terrain sketches drawn with charcoal, because they were drawn many times, and the handwriting was of different thicknesses. After looking at the map for a while, Zhang Luo pointed in one direction and asked Bian Xi: "Is it the southeast?" ”

As the captain of the army, Bian Xi also undertakes the task of identifying the direction. He casually looked at the sky, then at the mountain, and replied, "It is due east." ”

"Very well, let's go southeast." Zhang Luo said to Bian Xi.

After speaking, Zhang Luo turned his head to look at the two chiefs under his command - Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang:

"Pei Jun, Zhou Jun, when you get to the official road, your department will charge with me!"

I saw two strong men say in unison: "Don't worry! It will definitely be able to kill the Han army! We're Yellow Turban wrestlers. ”

"Eat! Dine! Zhang Luo said.

After receiving the order, the subordinates took their bamboo tubes one after another. Untie the grass wrapped around the bamboo tube, and inside the bamboo tube is the cooked rice, which is mixed with a lot of other beans. The brothers sprinkled the salt grains in their hands on the rice, and other than that, there was neither a dish nor a sauce. This kind of meal has been the norm for the Yellow Turban Army in the past month.

The bamboo tube had been placed by the fire for a while, and the cold rice inside had become hot again, and the hungry soldiers buried their heads and began to eat the military rations of this meal of beans and rice, which only tasted savory.

The next morning, Zhang Luo led the team around to a high mountain peak next to the official road. With the moss-covered rocks under your feet and the cold mountain wind around you, you can see a road winding and spiraling into the distance. As far as the eye can see, the road looms in the shadow of the trees and mountains, but the existence of the road can be clearly determined

With his hands clasped in front of his chest, Zhang slightly quietly looked at the official road in front of him. Pei Yuanshao, Zhou Cang and others stood on his left and right, and even behind him were the Yellow Turban soldiers who had worked so hard to reach their destination. The mountain wind was very strong, blowing the long heads and tails of the Yellow Turban warriors in the air.

Pei Yuanshao poked the spear in his hand on the mountain rock, took a step forward, and wanted to look under the cliff. Zhang Luo grabbed Pei Yuanshao, "Be careful, it's all here, don't do anything for the sake of a moment." ”

Hearing this, Pei Yuanshao immediately retreated, nodded and replied, "No." Yes, sir! ”

Zhang Luo ordered: "Everyone will find a way down the mountain, Bian Wuchang, you stay." ”

After speaking, he took out his wooden slip with a map drawn on it, and asked Bian Xi to help determine the direction.

Pei Yuanshao and the others had already found their way down the mountain, and everyone set up camp in the col half a mile away from the official road. The forest here is deep and dense, and it is very hidden. But Zhang Luo was not at ease, he sent his brothers to several places on the official road, and personally saw the situation in the camp, so he began to camp.

The camp was simple, with the tails of the two spears fixed on the ground and their heads tied together. Two pairs of support points were topped with a spear, tied with straw rope, and covered with cloth, and a tent that could accommodate six people to sleep together. Now that it's cold, huddle together to keep warm, and the brothers don't have a problem.

As a local, Bian Xi and several brothers disbanded their heads, wrapped their headscarves tightly, and went out to explore the way.

In these years, there was no modern communication equipment, and the way to explore was by walking, and Bian Xi and Zhou Cang walked without any news for a day. Zhang Luo was naturally not idle, he led his troops to make comprehensive preparations for the ambush position and retreat route.

Early in the morning of the third day, Bian Xi hurried back.

"I saw the Han army's grain delivery team! They could be here by noon at the latest. Bian Xi was quite nervous.

"Really? What did the Han army's grain transport team carry? Pei Yuanshao asked anxiously.

"What do they carry? Kill the Han army, and everything they transported will belong to us! Zhang Xiao smiled.

The other brothers also nodded yes in high spirits.

The Han army's grain transport team acted with swagger, and was soon discovered by Bian Xi and them. Seeing Zhang Luo's appearance of winning the ticket, and seeing the people who were full of joy because they had the opportunity to ambush the Han army, Bian Xi immediately added worriedly: "The Han army has a song of soldiers and horses, and there must be more than 200 people!" ”

This made it clear that the move of pouring cold water did not achieve the effect, Pei Yuanshao replied heroically: "What happened to the more than 200 people? We're 'Yellow Turban Warriors'! Each is a one-on-three hero! Ambushing the Han army can definitely kill the Han army. ”

And the other brothers have already begun to ask Zhang Luo, "Team rate, how do we fight?" ”

Zhang Luosi paid for the meeting - although it was an ambush, and Bian Xi and others observed the Han army, and learned that the Han army was not very defensive: a quick battle.

As soon as the plan was finalized, the troops sprang into action. And this operation actually transported everything that was not needed during the battle to a hidden place and hid it first. Zhang Luo's explanation is that this time he will leave after the robbery, and try to travel as light as possible when retreating. The materials that cannot be taken away for the time being naturally cannot be cheapened by outsiders, so they must be hidden first, and then come to pick them up when they have time.