On the morning of the third day of September, just as the troops were about to leave, it rained. Bian Xi and the others immediately suggested that the troops stop and find a place to shelter from the rain.

Zhang Luo didn't approve at all, "What if the rain doesn't stop and it lasts for a few days?" ”

This question immediately stopped everyone, and Zhang Luo continued: "Besides, rain is not necessarily a bad thing for us. If it didn't rain, the Han army would definitely be outside the city. This rain, the Han army did not leave the camp. Do you think we can fight well again with so many things on our backs? ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone could not refute them. Zhang Luo didn't want to discuss it, no one wanted to rush in the rain, but he was just fighting against God, but there were far fewer casualties than fighting.

A command: "Follow me!" ”

Zhang slightly took the hat and walked into the light rain first.

The mountain road is more difficult to walk on rainy days, so always be careful with your step. After bringing the hat, it didn't get much better, and the things on my back became heavier and heavier as I absorbed the water. Naturally, there is no place to shelter from the rain in the passable places of the barren mountains and mountains, and the body temperature is constantly sucked away.

Most of the clothes were quickly wet, and everyone knew that they didn't have to find a place to take refuge, so they could only walk to Guangzong City in one go. From time to time someone slips and falls, then get up and keep walking. Occasionally, if someone falls and gets injured, then the brothers carry them along. If you really can't walk, then the strong brother will put down the supplies he is carrying, and the wounded who can't continue to walk on his back will continue to walk.

In the rain, everything in the distance seemed hazy. Even from a distance, the large camp of the Han army appeared to be soft. But everyone didn't have the pleasure of watching the scenery at all, and no one was only concentrating on the march.

Originally, I only had to walk for half a day, but this time I walked for almost a whole day. The team was a little complaining at first, but by noon it was silent. It's not because there's no resentment, it's because the numbness caused by exhaustion makes everyone have no strength to complain. It wasn't until late in the evening that the brothers arrived in the area of the boundary bridge.

As soon as he got close to the boundary bridge, a team of Taiping Dao brothers suddenly came out and went straight to Zhang Luo's left and right. Zhang Luo took off the hat on his head, revealing a yellow.

"I'm Zhang Luo!"

"It's my own brother! It's my own brother! The brothers who came out to meet them immediately shouted.

Then Zhang Luo and them were welcomed into the position of the boundary bridge, and the defenders really couldn't believe it: "Are the brothers carrying so many things on their backs and braving the rain all the way back?" ”

"Exactly!" Zhang Luo replied proudly.

As soon as he finished speaking, God seemed to make a joke on Zhang Luo, and not long after entering the boundary bridge, the rain stopped. Zhang Luo didn't care how much dissatisfaction the brothers looked at him, after all, it was Zhang Luo who asked everyone what to do if it rained for a few days in a row.

"Take advantage of the rain to stop, get up and go back to the city." Zhang Luo shouted.

At this time, even the Yellow Turban Army Sima who was guarding the boundary bridge couldn't stand it anymore, "Zhang Junhou, let his brothers bake a little more fire." Now that the rain has stopped, I don't care about the time and a half. ”

Zhang Luo arched his hand to the Sima Gong, "Thank you for this brother's kindness, but there is not much firewood in the boundary bridge, if you want to bake the fire, you should bake it in one go, and we are hundreds of people, I am afraid that it will not be enough to use up all the firewood in the boundary bridge." Rather than that, it's better to go back while the rain stops. ”

Sima who was guarding the boundary bridge heard that what Zhang Luo said was reasonable, and saw that his attitude was very firm, and he was not obstructing.

Fortunately, Zhang Luo's subordinates admired Zhang Luo very much, and the other three Tun brothers received a lot of credit from Zhang Luo, and everyone followed Zhang Luo together.

Hurriedly rushed back to Guangzong, Zhang Luo did not hand over the supplies, but went straight to his station. Immediately a fire broke out in the barracks, and everyone took off their wet clothes, huddled together, and soon warmed up. Zhang Luo not only asked everyone to hurry up to make a fire, but also ordered Liao Chun and others to hurry up and boil water for cooking. Hot water, hot rice, hot wine, rice, and dried meat, all at once, the brothers quickly warmed up.

After the three chiefs finished eating and drinking, and their clothes were dried a lot, they got up to say goodbye.

Zhang Luo didn't leave everyone behind, everyone was really tired, and sent away the brothers from other troops, and everyone fell asleep.

The next day, it was sunny, and Zhang Luo personally replied to Zhang Liang. Zhang Liang only praised Zhang Luo a few words, and ordered him to quickly transport the seized materials to the public treasury. Before the handover with the person in charge of the public treasury was completed, I heard the sound of the "squeak" of the trebuchet outside the city, and then the sound of stone bullets smashing the city wall was shattered. Sima, who was in charge of the public treasury, did not react to this, but Zhang Luo's subordinates were quite surprised.

Now everyone believes Zhang Luo's words, if you don't take advantage of the rainy day to hurry, but wait outside, with the momentum of the Han army outside, it is really not easy to find an opportunity to enter Guangzong City.

Zhang Luo also didn't want to boast about his foresight, there were too many things to be busy with, and compared with these urgent matters, bragging was not on the agenda at all. After handing over the materials, Zhang Luo went to see Zhang Liang again.

Zhang Liang told Zhang Luo that at this time, the troops were tight, and although he was promoted to Xiaoqu Shuai, he could only add a Tun subordinate to Zhang Luo. and urged Zhang Luo to prepare as soon as possible and go out as soon as possible to continue to attack the grain routes of the Han army.

However, Zhang Luo learned the news of Zhang Jiao's death: "It seems that it's time to run away, otherwise when Huangfu Song comes, it will be tens of thousands of kills." ”

Zhang Luo took the order, took over the new subordinates, and began to adjust the troops again. This attack not only captured a large amount of supplies, but also a large number of ordnance, and he planned to train his troops in the city a little.

However, people are not as good as heaven, from the third to the fifth day of the ninth month, the Han army outside the city launched a fierce attack on Guangzong City. Strategy: They can only carry out all sorts of rearmament work.

On the afternoon of the fifth day of the ninth lunar month, Bian Xi, the leader of the marching army, spoke at the daily meeting: "Every year at this time, it will rain for a long time. ”

Bian Xi's prediction was accurate - on the sixth day of the ninth month, the Han army was mobilized, and heavy troops were gathered in the north of Guangzong City, and the fierce siege battle was about to begin—but it rained.

It is said that the autumn rain is continuous, but what Zhang Luo saw was a downpour. It was difficult for him to comprehend that the north of this era could actually rain heavily in autumn!

This rain is not a good thing for both warring parties, the camp of the Han army is set up in the field, and the heavy rain is naturally extremely uncomfortable. The troops of Taiping Road are in the city, but they are better. But in the original plan of the Yellow Turban Army, it was to prepare to deal a heavy blow to the Han army through field battles. After this rain, the plan was also ruined.

Zhang Luo felt that this heavy rain was simply an opportunity from God, and with this opportunity, he finally had time to complete the training of the troops. Since you can only stay in the house and not go out, let's study hard!

During this period, he went to see Xu Rong, who was captured.

"Xu Jun! I didn't hand you over because I knew that Xu Jun had the ability to do it. Zhang Luo looked at Xu Rong.

Xu Rong didn't say a word.

"Xu Jun! You are from Youzhou; Dong Zhongying is from Liangzhou, and most of his subordinates are officers from Liangzhou, do you think you are used heavily under him? Are you going back now? You will be even more ostracized. Zhang asked again.

Xu Rong's brows furrowed.

"I'll prove it with my victory and convince you."

Zhang Luo left Xu Rong's room without looking back, and asked Liao Chun to put him in the logistics office first.

From the sixth to the ninth day of the first month of September, it was raining heavily. From outside the city, the water was waist-deep, and after two or three days, it slowly retreated. The battlefield was muddy and slippery, as if in a lotus pond. Whether it was the Yellow Turban Army trying to attack, or the Han Army trying to attack the city, they could only look helplessly at each other's camp in the rain.

Beginning on September 16, Dong Zhuo, the southern battalion of the Han army, ordered a fierce bombardment of the Yellow Turban Army's position in the south of the city. More than a dozen stone bullets were fired into the city that day.

Zhang Luo's camp was not attacked by stone bullets, but the rumbling cries of killing outside the city made Zhang Luo's subordinates quite nervous.

"The bombardment of the Han army's trebuchets can't delay everyone's reading!" Zhang Luo shouted as if he was an old pedant. This more than half a month of closed training made Zhang Luo feel very happy. One of the reasons why it is difficult to eliminate gambling in all armies is that soldiers have a lot of leisure time, and it is inevitable that there will be something like this.

On rainy days, both the Han army and the Yellow Turban army were on a truce. In such a day-giving opportunity, Zhang Luo was reorganized on the one hand, and carried out cultural and military training on his subordinates on the other.

One, two, three, four, front and back, left and right, up and down, heaven, earth and man, hands, feet, heads, chests, arms, legs, waist and hips, casualties, nursing, etc., which are very related to daily life and military training, are given priority to professor. If it is not possible to provide a comprehensive and detailed education to these soldiers, then start with the words that are closely related to everyone.

The basic knowledge of mathematics such as ten hundred thousand yuan must also be added to it, and it is not necessary for everyone to learn and understand it immediately, but first forcibly instill knowledge into the minds of the soldiers.

However, the ninety-nine multiplication table is easier than Zhang slightly imagined, and the queue and number reporting training make it easy for everyone to understand addition and multiplication. From one to one to ninety-nine eighty-one, more than half a month of hard work, at least half of the brothers can be catchy.

Training is not only about cultural knowledge, but also about basic military training. Daily training includes squats, push-ups, pull-ups, sit-ups, running, straw sandals, leggings, and assassination.

It's not just the sergeants who have to train, Zhang Luo takes the officers and sergeants to train together. After more than half a month of boring and terrible culture and military training, as soon as they heard the sound of fighting outside, Zhang Luo's subordinates immediately became excited.

He also forced his subordinates to complete the morning training, but a sergeant of the Chinese army came to inform Zhang Luo and asked him to go to the former county government to attend a military meeting.

When they arrived at the county office, there were more than 30 people sitting in the hall, and Zhang Luo had the lowest status among these people, but he managed to squeeze into the ranks of the middle-level cadres in Taiping Dao.

Such a fierce artillery fire of the Han army really surprised the leadership of Taiping Dao, and the purpose of gathering so many people was naturally to discuss. These days, Zhang Luo often goes to Zhang Liang for meetings, and it is the first time to participate in such a big meeting.