Li Chuan couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and glanced at the three brothers Liu Guanzhang, and found that they were also watching their noses and noses, it seems that everyone has been shown a wave of affection!

"Ahem, ahem! Brother Yun, let's take my sister-in-law back first! This place doesn't seem to be suitable for romantic affairs. Li Chuan touched his mouth, covered his lips with his hand and whispered a few words.

"Oh! Hehe! Zhao Yun smiled awkwardly, his face turned red, and he looked at Diao Chan and said softly, "Let's go!" Let's go back first. ”

"Hmm!" Diao Chan nodded lightly, making a mosquito-like sound.

"Withdraw!" Liu Bei waved his hand at the right time and led his soldiers to leave quickly.

After walking for a while, Li Chuan finally figured out the order of development of everything next.

"Xuande Gong, you have to rush to Yangzhai now, if it's too late, Bo Caike will be killed." Li Chuan hurriedly said.

"Then speed up the march!" Liu Bei shouted loudly and rushed out first.

Liu Bei's more than 500 subordinates, all of whom were on horseback, followed one after another, but no one pulled them down.

After all, the two big bosses, Zhang Shiping and Su Shuang, funded Liu Bei a lot of horses.

Yangzhai is only a small county town, and after Bo Cai led the remaining remnants of the defeated army to flee into Yangzhai, they were surrounded by the pursuing Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun's army.

In the Battle of Changshe, Bocai's Yellow Turban Army lost more than tens of thousands of people, and they were no longer capable of fighting the Han army head-on.

A few days later, when Liu Bei and others came to Yangzhai, Huangfu Song was leading an army to storm Yangzhai County, and the Yellow Turban Army was also struggling to resist, and the two sides launched a tug-of-war for siege.

Liu Bei led his subordinates to meet Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, but these two saw that Liu Bei had so few soldiers and horses, although they were not very enthusiastic, but they were still relatively happy.

Outside the camp, Liu Bei and Huangfu Song were watching the soldiers in the distance attacking the city.

"General Huangfu, I am willing to contribute a little bit to the crusade against the Yellow Turban Army." Liu Bei arched his hand and said.

"Good! When I capture Yang Zhai, you can lead people to kill it with the Han army! Huangfu Song nodded and agreed.

"General Huangfu, you might as well send a few masters to follow the siege, so that it will be easier to occupy the city tower, otherwise it will be consumed like this, although you can also attack the city gate in the end, but there will be a lot of dead and wounded Han brothers." Li Chuan made a suggestion on the side.

Huangfu Song glanced at Li Chuan a few times, and found that Li Chuan was just a weak chicken, and he might not even be able to beat a stronger farmer, and then looked at the Han soldiers who were attacking the city in the distance, constantly falling from the city gate, and the ratio of casualties on both sides was also one to one.

"That's okay, let Xuande send a few masters to help in the battle!" Huangfu Song touched his chin, in fact, he himself didn't want his soldiers to die so much.

"Good! The second brother and the third brother, as well as Zilong, the three of you go to attack the city, and you must hit it with one blow. Liu Bei's eyes narrowed, and a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he gave orders to the three of them.

"Command." The three of them surrendered their orders and walked to the battlefield ahead.

Now it is Zhu Jun who is supervising the battle in the front, and Huangfu Song is guarding in the rear, so they have to get a shield, so that they can steadily climb the ladder to attack the city.

Li Chuan and Liu Bei glanced at each other, they both saw the smile in each other's eyes, the plan was achieved, and the treasure hidden in the Yellow Turban Army should belong to them.

Li Chuan knows that Huangfu Song is a person, this person is benevolent and cautious, loyal to his duties, strategic and courageous, and the last famous general of the Eastern Han Dynasty is Huangfu Song.

Huangfu Song was in the army, warm and sympathetic to the soldiers, and won the favor of the public. Every time the troops stopped and camped, he had to wait until the camp curtain was properly erected before returning to his tent. He ate only after all the soldiers had eaten.

Such a general would definitely not want his soldiers to sacrifice too much, so when Li Chuan proposed to let the master follow him to attack the city, he thought for a while and agreed, but he never thought that under such good intentions, there were actually some careful thoughts.

But said that Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun had come to the front line, each with an iron sword on their waists, and climbed up the ladder with a big shield in their left hand.

The Yellow Turban Soldiers couldn't even overturn the ladder, and the ladder of the three was pressed against the wall by them.

The three of them climbed onto the city gate and slaughtered the Yellow Turban soldiers around them, neither ordinary soldiers nor generals could withstand the slaughter of the three of them.

This is the disadvantage of not having a strong military general to defend the city, after all, in this era, it is not a problem for individuals to use their strength to fight against a thousand or ten thousand against one.

The clothes on the three of them turned blood red, and the heads of people were rolling above the city gate, almost all the yellow turban soldiers on the city gate were cleaned, and the city gate was empty, and the number of Han troops boarding the city gate was increasing.

The Yellow Turbans who had rushed to support saw that the city gates were occupied, and some of them had begun to retreat.

"Zilong, it's time to act." Guan Yu said in a deep voice.

"Come with me." Zhao Yun jumped off the city gate with his sword and entered the city.

"Woohoo! Come on! I'll play with my uncle. Zhang Fei also jumped down, now he was excited, and the battle made him full of vitality and passion.

Zhang Fei's explosion-like voice roared back a large group of Yellow Turban soldiers who wanted to surround him, especially the swords that Zhang Fei swept, and the violent vitality poured out and tore several Yellow Turban soldiers into pulp.

Zhao Yun ran in the city at great speed, running in the direction of the east and west that he sensed, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu were on his left and right, and they solved some of the Yellow Turban soldiers who dared to block the way.

"Found it, right ahead." Zhao Yun's face suddenly turned happy and sped up.

The three of them came to the gate of the county office, and there were still many yellow turban soldiers guarding the county office, which should be protecting someone.

"Is it Bocai in there? Don't let your soldiers come to die again, come out and fight me! Zhao Yun shouted.

Not only Zhao Yun, but also Guan Yu and Zhang Fei also sensed that there was a not weak aura inside, looking at the generals of the Yellow Turban Army here, it must be Bo Cai.

"Hahaha! If they are bold enough, the three of them will dare to knock on the door. There was a loud laugh from the county office, and a man carrying a nine-ring broadsword walked out, followed by dozens of yellow turban soldiers.

This person is Bocai, the leader of Yuzhou, the fourth layer of the training realm, and his personal force is not very strong, presumably he should have won the title of "Eight Heavenly Dragons" of the Yellow Turban Army by relying on his ability to command troops.

"Who are the three of you?" Bocai asked in a loud voice.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Zhang Fei opened his mouth and scolded back, and instantly became angry with Bocai.

Guan Yu half-squinted, looked arrogant, and disdained to answer.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong." Zhao Yun pulled out the saber at his waist, pointed at Bo Cai, and said lightly,

"Okay, you can die."

With that, Zhao Yun rushed towards Bocai with his sword, the speed was extremely fast, and the sword light flashed, without the slightest fluctuation of vitality.

Bo Cai raised the big knife in his hand to block, and let out a sonorous sound of swords colliding.