Two hundred and sixteen Bai Bo Yang Feng

Compared with the "deliberations" of the exchange of military power that took place quietly in the big tent of the Chinese army, everything in the barracks seems to have begun to progress steadily.

Those Xiliang soldiers who were guarding the big tent of the Chinese army didn't know what was being discussed in the big tent.

They only knew that at noon that day, the sound in the big tent was only the time for a stick of incense, or even shorter.

In that time of incense, the exclamations and noisy noises did not stop for a moment.

And after a stick of incense, the door tent was opened again, and Captain Li Fu, with a bandage on his left hand and an inner armor and outer robe, walked out of the tent with a calm face.

Behind him, the generals, who had become smaller in number, surrounded Gao Zhi, walked out of the tent.

The people who were originally whispering immediately divided into queues and did not dare to speak.

However, to the astonishment of all the soldiers, these generals, who were originally high above and swore to order them to obey the law, seemed to have forgotten what they had said.

In the shocked and stunned eyes of the Xiliang soldiers, those big people who were originally "high" took the initiative to surround the new General Gao, and they were still saying something in their mouths.

Listening carefully, they were shouting in unison: "But by sending it, go to the soup and go to the fire, and do not give up!" ”

Although the soldiers of Xiliang did not understand the changes in these generals of their own family.

Or more precisely, at the urging of their own generals, they didn't have time to react and think, and they were already assembled in a daze.

"My lord, the army has been assembled, and I am willing to obey the general's orders and go out to quell the chaos!" Dong Zhen smiled, representing many generals of the Xiliang Army, and stepped forward to ask for instructions.

Gao Zhi knew what they were talking about, but he didn't care, he laughed and said, "The eldest husband is killing in battle, and the horse leather shroud!" The oath is over, ready to go! ”

With the acquiescence of the generals, more than 10,000 soldiers responded to Gao Zhi's call and shouted loudly in unison: "Horse leather shroud!" ”

The voices of more than 10,000 people roaring were very neat, and it sounded like one person.

is really worthy of Dong Zhuo's Xiliang soldiers!

Gao Zhi secretly considered it and nodded.

Morale... Available!

Without further ado, with a wave of his arm, he raised his horsewhip, drove the horse with a wisp of yellow dust, and galloped away towards the end of the avenue.

When Gao Zhi set off, the mighty army also quickly followed in the midst of shouts and shouts.

Half a day later.

On the official road, an army can be seen marching rapidly in the distance, this is the army sent by Dong Zhuo to crusade against the Yellow Turbans.

Pulling the reins of the horse, looking at the army on foot, and seeing the soldiers under his command full of expression and fighting spirit, he nodded secretly.

"The whole army accelerates, target, Hanoi!"

The words fell, and the speed of the march increased again.

...

As Gao Zhi's target, they were fighting with Niu Fu's army on the other side.

Several commanders of Baibo and the Yellow Turbans, who were known as the inheritors of the Yellow Turban Army, were shocked when they heard that there was a new army under Dong Zhuo's command coming to fight.

hurriedly asked people to investigate, and soon there was a reply: it was Dong Zhuo's army, riding the commander Gao Zhi.

"Gao Zhi...," Yang Feng muttered to himself.

This person, he hadn't heard of it, whether it was his style of acting or riding a lieutenant?

His brows furrowed slightly, and Yang Feng discharged the scouts again, ready to learn more about the situation.

In the process of waiting for news, for a long time, he has been acting as a military advisor of the White Polish Army, far from being like a grass coward or a peasant rebel army.

Compared with Han Xian, Li Le and others, he seems to be more suitable for the temple.

As a general of the army, Yang Feng is a rare person.

These people are different from Jin Wei, Geng Ji and other commanders, and Yang Feng's subordinates include Xu Huang and other generals.

The opportunity is good, but it's a pity that Yang Feng's luck is not good, he won't establish his prestige, and he is as loyal as Xu Huang, so he sighed when he mentioned him.

White Wave Yellow Turban...

Three or five years ago, under the leadership of the great sage and mentor Zhang Jiao, the Yellow Turban Army was incomparably strong, carrying unparalleled might, sweeping the world, defeating the official army and retreating, and finally was named a thief by the Son of Heaven.

The Yellow Turban at that time......

"Alas!" Yang Feng let out a long sigh, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the sky outside, a little dazed.

Speaking of which, he is not a praying Yellow Turban believer, on the contrary, deep down in his heart, there is actually an impulse and desire to be a Han general.

It's just that in troubled times, he can't help himself, tossing and turning.

The changes in the yellow scarf have always been seen by him.

At the beginning, he was a thief, but now, he is a thief.

The difference is that it was the Son of Heaven who issued an edict calling the Yellow Turban a thief, but now "it is the people!"

In the huge world, how many people are in trouble everywhere under the banner of the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao?

However, in just three or five years, the yellow scarf that was very popular among the people at the beginning is now avoided, thinking of this, Yang Feng sighed secretly in his heart.

In recent days, Yang Feng has been worried every day, for fear that the pursuers in Dong Zhuo's direction will arrive, so he asked his subordinate Xu Huang to urge him to speed up the trip again and again.

After all, the current itinerary is too precipitous.

This speed is not enough to get rid of the pursuers.

Yang Bong decided to ignore the "waste" allies.

It's like Han Xian, don't look in front of your subordinates, it's a majestic one.

But when he touched him Yang Feng, it was like seeing a cat's mouse, and he didn't dare to make a loud sound, just knelt on the ground and trembled.

Yang Feng knew that he was not only afraid of himself, but also the heavy general under his command - Xu Huang Hejian!

"Komeito, gather the soldiers, don't inform the others." With a thought, Yang Feng ordered again.

?“ What the? Xu Huang's face was full of surprise, frowned slightly, and said hesitantly.

"Hurry up."

"This ...... Promise! Seeing his own general speak, Xu Huang had no choice but to give an order, and the whole army gathered together.

Then, looking at the back of the guards leaving, he said worriedly, "General, if you are not prepared, how can the two thieves give up?"

Besides, a few hours ago, the last general had sent dozens of cavalry scouts to inquire about the situation of the pursuers, but there has been no news so far, and if they are delayed so far, I am afraid that they have already been poisoned by the pursuers......"

Yang Feng also sighed slightly when he heard this, and glanced uneasily at the army behind him, the army that had stretched for several miles, if the chasing troops arrived at this moment, one could imagine what it would be.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "That's it, Gongming, you pay attention to the movement behind you, if there is a chasing army, you and I will fight to break through!" ”

As he spoke, he paused, glanced at the faintly visible, stroked his beard and lowered his voice, and whispered, "Today's defenders of Feng County, Henan Province are my fellow villagers.

A few days ago, he sent someone to tell me that since he received my letter, he has gathered troops from nearby cities and counties, and now he has gathered no less than 2,000 soldiers. ”