Thinking of this, Zhu Jun turned his head to look at Lu Su and asked: Where did the men and horses sent by Zhang Jiao to Jingzhou go.

Lu Su thought for a while and said: The talent sent by Zhang Jiao has just passed through Yanzhou, and there is still some distance from Jingzhou. As soon as Zhu Jun heard this, he laughed at Zhang Jiao: He Zhang Jiao doesn't look at the distance from him, no matter how far away he will send a large army, whether the harmful Lao Tzu is here or not, or stay, sir, we must find a way, as soon as the Yellow Turban Army enters Jingzhou, we will annihilate him, so that we can go out to fight with confidence.

Lu Su agreed with Zhu Jun's words, if he wanted to go out to fight, he should first ensure his own safety, and as for his own safety, he would have the possibility of going out to fight.

Zhu Jun saw that there was no good way now, and everything had to wait for the arrival of the Yellow Turban Army before it could be decided, so he looked at Lu Su and said: I went out to practice the sons, and you are responsible for thinking of a good attention. After speaking, he didn't care whether Lu Su agreed or not, and walked out directly. Lu Su looked at Zhu Jun's back and shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the map, and sat down in contemplation.

At this time, in Youzhou, a small-scale war was about to begin.

Along the Great Wall, outside the county of Bingzhou, a cavalry force of 20,000 people was passing quickly, listening to the earth shaking and the wind and clouds changing color. A group of cavalry rushed towards the upper county city.

The Chengzi banner that was originally flying high on the Shangjun city is also a little gray at the moment

Fifty miles from the city, the cavalry stopped. I saw that in the middle of the army, a middle-aged man wearing armor and a majestic face was giving an order: the army stopped advancing and sent scouts to reconnoiter the situation in Shangjun. One of the generals beside him said yes and left. This is a young man who came up from behind, and when he saw the army stop, he stepped forward and said to the commander of the army: Father, why did the army stop advancing, let's go forward directly, don't the people of Shangjun open the city gate to welcome the king?

The middle-aged man with a majestic face looked at the young man who came up, his face was full of love, and he looked at him and said: Meng Qi, we are the Great Han Heavenly Army, and we went south to quell the rebellion on the order of the imperial court, not to show off our might in the Central Plains.

It turned out that this army was the Ma Teng army that followed Liu Xie's orders and set off from Liangzhou. Ma Teng led the army to set off as soon as he received Liu Xie. He knew that the Central Plains was a big matter, otherwise the imperial court would not have mobilized the Liangzhou soldiers and horses, and you must know that the Liangzhou soldiers and horses have always shouldered the heavy responsibility of monitoring and preventing foreign races. Now that the imperial court has mobilized this army, the situation must be urgent.

Ma Teng, who received the order, went directly to the army and set off, and the army only carried three days' rations, and this time the army went around to Shangjun, in fact, to replenish supplies.

Now Ma Teng's idea is to send someone to Shangjun to contact, salute first and then soldier, and he is on the order of the imperial court to go on the expedition, and it is expected that the officials of Shangjun will not disobey.

After waiting for a short time, Ma Teng saw the scout returning.

The scouts rode all the way to the front of the Chinese army's tent, came to Ma Teng's face, turned over and dismounted, knelt in front of Ma Teng, and said: General, the gate of Shangjun is closed, and the Chengzi banner is fluttering on the city, and my Han banner is on the side.

Ma Teng, who originally had a relaxed face, listened to the scout's words, and his face was directly serious, looking at the direction of Shangjun City, and muttering to himself: Could it be that Shangjun was occupied by the Yellow Turban Army?

Ma Chao on the side listened to the scout's words, looked at Ma Teng excitedly and said: Father. Let me go. I will definitely fight it down in Shangjun and dedicate it to my father.

As soon as Ma Teng heard Ma Chao's words, he turned his head and glared at Ma Chao, then turned his head to the army and ordered: The whole army will go to Shangjun.

However, it was said that at this time in Shangjun, the original superintendent Cheng Zhiyuan was sitting in the position where the original county guard was sitting. looked at the generals of the Yellow Turban Army under him and said: We just raised an incident and killed the county guard, why did a large army come from outside the city, and they were all cavalry.

It's a pity that his subordinates are all military generals, and they don't know a single big character, let alone put forward advice. Looking at the people looking at each other in the hall, Cheng Zhiyuan was very helpless, and finally he asked: Then how many soldiers are available to us now? At last, a general stood up and said, "We now have only 3,000 men in our hands, and they are all peasants who have just put down their hoes. As for the original Shangjun soldiers, we don't dare to use them.

Cheng Zhiyuan was upset when he heard this. It was originally planned. As one of the thirty-six commanders of the Yellow Turban Army, he chose to start an incident in Shangjun because he had a good foundation here, and he could easily gather people here.

The plan was as he expected, the plan was very successful, the original county guard was killed by him, and the entire upper county was owned by him. But just when he was full of ambition and ready to continue to conquer the city and make a fortune, a large army outside the city completely shattered his dream.

At this time, a man walked in outside the hall, looked at Cheng Zhiyuan and shouted: "Big brother, that army is coming in the direction of Shangjun, and it won't take long to arrive."

When Cheng Zhiyuan heard this, he was shocked, and hurriedly rushed to the city wall with his subordinates, and Cheng Zhiyuan, who had just gone to the city wall, happened to see Ma Teng's front troops arrive. Seeing the continuous emergence of a steady stream of troops, Cheng Zhiyuan's heart was desperate, looking at the murderous cavalry team, he raised his head and looked at the sky for the first time. How unfair fate is to oneself.

He is also not sure about his next fate. However, as a person with great ambitions, even at the last moment, he still wants to fight for himself, fight, and seek a glimmer of life.

As he spoke, he asked him to prepare a horse, and he was going out of the city to meet him.

Ma Chao looked at the city that was getting closer and closer, and a burst of excitement flashed in his eyes, looking at Ma Teng, he spoke again: Father, let me go. Ma Teng looked at Shangjun City, nodded and agreed.

He has confidence in Ma Chao's martial arts, and he doesn't think that there is a person who can hurt Ma Chao in the Central Plains.

When Ma Chao saw that his father agreed, he was so happy that he drove Ma to the county town, and Ma Teng was far behind. The general behind Ma Teng looked at Ma Chao's back and said to Ma Teng in admiration: The eldest prince is worthy of being a general of Shenweitian, and no one can stop him from being brave.

Ma Teng heard the words of his subordinates, looked around, and admonished: Now we are in the Central Plains, but we must not mention the name of General Weitian, it is just nonsense said by the Qiang people, but it cannot be spread to the outside world.

When the generals thought about the imperial court in Luoyang, they didn't dare to speak, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to look at Ma Teng's gaze. Ma Teng looked at the generals and understood the seriousness of the matter, so he didn't speak, just looked at Ma Chao's back, pondering for a while.