said that there was no hurry, it was fake, Zhang Ning was still waiting for Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao to lead the army to Jizhou Guangzong to rescue Zhang Jiao, now it seems that it is difficult and it is going to be lost.

"Well, I see the second uncle and the third uncle tomorrow, what are you going to do? Really meet the second uncle and the third uncle? Can I persuade them first? Without Yingchuan City, it must be extremely hard, and they will be willing to follow us to Jizhou, and they will take care of each other. ”

Zhang Ning muttered quietly and prayed to Cheng Yuanzhi, his voice was soft and soft, extremely pleasant to the ear.

Cheng Yuanzhi looked at Zhang Ning, smiled slightly, nodded lightly, and said with a smile:

"Haha, Ning'er, naturally. Otherwise, if you are brought all the way to Yuzhou, but you are not allowed to see them, wouldn't it cause you to suffer in vain and suffer from all over the place. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Ning was finally relieved, and ate it like a chicken pecking rice.

A wine feast was eaten late at night, and everyone dispersed.

In the early morning of the next day, the gate of Yingchuan County was opened early.

Cheng Yuanzhi took Dian Wei and Zhang Ning, Liu Bei, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei each led five hundred troops, and hurried out of the city.

Following Cheng Yuanzhi's army were Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, each of whom led a thousand soldiers and horses, and was responsible for receiving the queen of the palace.

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun did not believe that Cheng Yuanzhi could take down the Yellow Turban with more than 1,000 soldiers and horses.

Chosha! The Yellow Turban Army, will be inside the tent.

On each of the two desks sat a man. A fat belly and fat intestine, but frowning, is Zhang Jiao's second brother Zhang Liang; A tall and thin person, but with a panicked look, is Zhang Jiao's third brother Zhang Bao.

"Second brother, my Yellow Turban army can't stand it, and if it drags on for another two or three days, the whole army will run out of food. Please, second brother, dig up the grain buried in the ground. Zhang Bao stood up, pulled his belt, reduced the hunger in his stomach, and hugged Zhang Liang.

With the loss of Yingchuan, the Yellow Turban army dragged their families and families, and the daily consumption of military rations was extremely large, and there was no stronghold, so the supply of grain and grass was cut off, and the rations of the soldiers were reduced again and again.

People are not plants and trees, they can't drink frost and food dew, and they still have to eat millet.

What Zhang Bao said was not untargeted, Zhang Jiao, who was the eldest brother, let Zhang Liang be in charge of the grain and grass of the Yellow Turban Army, and Zhang Bao was in charge of money.

Zhang Jiao also sent Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao a task to choose a suitable place to bury the grain, grass and money looted by the Yellow Turban army. The money was buried in Nanyang, Jingzhou, while the grain and grass were buried in Yingchuan, Yuzhou. Nanyang is a large grain-producing county, and if you have money, you can exchange it for grain, and Yingchuan extends in all directions, and grain and grass can be transported to all parts of the state for easy access.

The methods of burial are all unique to the Taiping Heavenly Dao, and it is difficult for idlers to know. Even if you know the method and don't know its secrets, you can't steal it.

At this time, what Zhang Bao said in his mouth was the grain and grass buried in the ground not long ago after Zhang Liang took Yingchuan.

When Zhang Liang heard this, his face was bitter, and he groaned for a while, but he shook his head resolutely and refused:

"Third brother, if you have no food, you will eat one less meal, if you are hungry for one or two meals, you will lose weight at most, and you will lose weight, and you can't die. If the two of us open up the food and money in the ground, it will cut off the back road of the eldest brother. Could it be that the third brother really didn't recognize the words of the eldest brother? At present, our army has lost Yingchuan, and Yuzhou is hopeless, but my two brothers have lived up to the trust of their eldest brother and can be regarded as having completed the matter of burying grain and storing gold. ”

"If the eldest brother sings straight forward and is expected to have a great cause, then I, Zhang Liang and you, Zhang Bao, both have the merit of being a dragon, and the future is immeasurable, rich and noble, everything is not a problem."

Zhang Liang did not agree to Zhang Bao's request, as soon as there was a problem, he would dig underground to store grain, and use the money under the ground, then sooner or later he would sit on the empty mountain and use up the hole cards of the Yellow Turban Army, and after retreating into the Changshe, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun did not have any pursuit action, if it was just a matter of grain and grass, then think of a way, it can still be supported.

Zhang Bao looked at Zhang Liang's fat figure, touched his belly again, and was deeply worried that he would be starved to death tomorrow.

The difference between big fish and big meat every day and half a bag of millet rice every day is heavenly.

Suddenly, the sound of the hooves of the iron horse's horses shook Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao's tents, and they shook for a while.

"Second brother, there are soldiers and horses coming, shall I lead the army to withdraw?" Zhang Bao asked urgently, the Changshe is not in danger, and it is not suitable for refusal, and the Yellow Turban Army is now short of food and grass, everyone is not full, and the soldiers and horses are weak, so it is not suitable to fight.

Zhang Liang put on his armor, walked away, and said in his mouth:

"Third brother, don't run away from the wind, our army lacks war horses, and if you flee without a fight, there will be a large number of routs, let's go to the front of the battle first. If it is the two old men of Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, it will not be too late to escape. ”

Cheng Yuanzhi led the army to Changshe, looked around, and found that the Yellow Turban army had so many soldiers and horses that it was impossible to place at all, so he could only find a place outside the city of Changshe, and set up camp tents at will, which was used as a resting place for raising soldiers.

When the warbler flies and the grass grows, the Yellow Turban army can't even find a clearing, so they can only camp according to the grass. The weeds, almost half a man's height, were stationed on the grass, and the gate of the tent could not be seen, like white dandelions falling to the ground.

"Yide, step forward and call the enemy's main general to come and answer." Cheng Yuanzhi saw that the Yellow Turban soldiers on the opposite side were gathering one after another, like ants coming out of the nest to forage for food, the scene was extremely spectacular, but he didn't have the heart to sneak attack, or use a plan.

Zhang Fei sang a promise, galloped quickly, and rushed towards the front of the Yellow Turban army, still far away, and shouted with full of energy:

"Yellow Turban anti-thief, my state shepherd summoned your army commander to come forward to answer, why don't you quickly shoot your horse out of the battle, and listen before the battle?"

As soon as Zhang Fei left, Liu Bei looked at the Yellow Turban Army of Changshe, had a plan, and hurriedly dedicated it to Cheng Yuanzhi, and said with a smile:

"State pastor, the Yellow Turban army camped according to the grass, at this time the withered grass is tall and long, if you use the fire attack strategy, you will be able to win the battle, all of it, please also ask the state pastor to decide."

Syllable!

The whip whistled and slammed on Liu Bei's body, Liu Bei couldn't laugh, and Liu Bei snorted in pain.

Cheng Yuanzhi knew that Liu Bei's plan was kind, and looking at the distribution of the Yellow Turban army's camp, it was close and dense, even if the fire attack could not be like Liu Bei said, a fire would end the Yellow Turban army, but if it really burned, the Yellow Turban army would lose its armor and abandon its armor, which would make it worse.

But no matter how good the fire attack is, Cheng Yuanzhi must not use it, he came to Yuzhou to collect the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army, not to raise his reputation, or to earn some worthless military exploits, and the real strength growth is what Cheng Yuanzhi wants.

But Liu Bei can think of fire attack, and Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, who have been in the army for many years, must not be stupid, and they must also be able to think of the strategy of fire attack.