"Qu Shuai, the front has entered the Zhili region!" A Yellow Turban scout said to Bocai.

The wave talent of this time and space is far more dazzling than the achievements in the original history.

Although the original Bocai defeated thousands of officers and troops under Zhu Jun by virtue of numerical superiority and surrounded Changshe, it also made it his final place, and the main force of the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army was gone, and Bocai could only flee in embarrassment.

But now, due to the scarcity of the official army, Bocai not only broke through the Changshe in one fell swoop, but also attacked the Zhili area, and the Han Dynasty was shocked for a while.

Luoyang, Jinluan Palace, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was unusually angry, and all kinds of valuable utensils were thrown all over the ground.

"Yuan Shao and Cao Cao have been doing nothing since they set out on the expedition, and now they have let the Yellow Turban rebels enter Zhili, and then they want to let the Yellow Turban rebels come to Luoyang, and even cut off my head." Emperor Han Ling scolded.

"Your Majesty is angry, the Captain of the Dian Military Academy has gone to stop the Yellow Turban Army, and the lieutenant of the Chinese Military Academy is also coming." Zhang Rang said to Emperor Han Ling.

"Spread my will, order the upper military captain Jian Shuo, the lower military captain Bao Hong to lead the army to stay in Luoyang, the left captain Zhao Rong, the right captain Feng Fang, the left captain Xia Mou, and the right captain Chun Yuqiong to lead the troops to immediately lead the troops to join Cao Cao to quell the rebellion.

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Cao Cao's military camp

"Meng De, our army has few soldiers, and most of them are new soldiers, it is not suitable to confront Bocai head-on, just contain it and wait for reinforcements." Cao Ren suggested.

On the seat, a bearded man in his prime frowned, he was Cao Cao, the captain of the military academy.

As early as when he first sent troops, Cao Cao wanted to unite with Yuan Shao, but unfortunately Yuan Shao was arrogant and couldn't look down on him at all, which was also one of the reasons why the Yellow Turban continued to grow.

After Bocai captured Changshe, the strength had swelled to more than 200,000, and Cao Cao's troops were left with only 3,000 cavalry and 5,000 infantry after repeated battles, all of which were newly organized after Cao Cao defeated the Yellow Turban Army.

"Zixiao's words are reasonable, but Bo Cai is powerful, and since he entered the division, he has been plundering by arson, I am afraid that our army will be under great pressure next." After a moment, Cao Cao nodded.

"Meng De doesn't have to worry, Yuan Shao will arrive in three days at most, not to mention that His Majesty has ordered Zhao Rong, Feng Fang, Xia Mou, and Chun Yuqiong to lead troops to support, if they march quickly, they can arrive in seven days."

"Pass the order down, hold on for three days, and reinforcements will arrive soon." Yuan Shao had 20,000 soldiers and horses, and when he arrived, Cao Cao's pressure would be greatly reduced.

"Qu Shuai, the official army has rushed desperately to reinforce us, and the fastest Yuan Shao is less than one hundred and fifty miles away from us." Yellow Turban General Zhao Feidao.

"Pass the order, prepare to attack the officers and troops in front, and be sure to break through their camps before the officers and soldiers reinforcements arrive." Bocai suddenly stood up and ordered.

Cao Cao's battalion, Cao Cao and his generals all climbed the wall, looking at a large area of yellow outside, and the boundless Yellow Turban Army had been lined up, ready to attack.

Bocai has conquered a lot of cities, and there are also many craftsmen in the Yellow Turban Army, so there is no shortage of siege weapons.

"Attack!" Bocai drew his sword and pointed at Cao Jun's big camp road.

Thousands of people at the front of the Yellow Turban Army, each with sandbags, rushed towards the Cao army camp.

Their task was to fill the trenches outside the battalion.

The trench dug by Cao's army was about one and a half zhang wide, two zhang wide, and there were many traps and horses outside the camp.

"Crossbowmen ready, put!" Cao Ren commanded on the wall.

"Whew!" The sound of arrows breaking through the air continued one after another.

"Ahh The Yellow Turbans, who had not much protection, soon fell in a rain of arrows, and there were screams.

"Crossbowmen, suppress the officers and soldiers!" Bo can command so many Yellow Turban Army, it is still a bit level.

"Shoot!" A rain of arrows fell overwhelmingly on the wall, and the crossbowmen of the Cao army who kept shooting arrows on the city wall fell.

"Quick, sword and shield men protect the crossbowmen!" A group of soldiers armed with shields immediately rushed to the walls to protect the crossbowmen.

The Yellow Turban Army had far more crossbowmen than the Cao Army, and although they suffered heavy casualties due to lack of protection, they also temporarily suppressed the Cao Army, but with the erection of the wooden curtain, the Cao Army was even more at a disadvantage.

"It's not good, I'm afraid it will only take half a day if it goes on like this, and the trench will be filled." Cao Ren secretly said that it was not good, but there was no way, because the preparation was hasty, and Cao Jun's rolling stone and radium wood were very few, not to mention other weapons to defend the city.

"Ugh!" One of the Yellow Turbans fell into the trap, and the sharpened stake pierced it, and the Yellow Turban soldier only had time to scream before he was silent, and the other Yellow Turbans went around the trap and continued to attack.

In the evening, the trench was finally filled in with a flat area about fifty meters long, and the Yellow Turbans cheered, although they paid more than 3,000 casualties.

Bocai did not attack the city overnight, in his opinion, the soldiers and horses under Cao Cao's command are not worth mentioning at all, now the trench has been filled, and the Yellow Turban Army does not lack siege weapons, on the contrary, the Cao army is very lacking in city defense equipment, which is the conclusion that Bocai has reached after half a day and found that Cao's defense means are very limited.

After Mingjin withdrew his troops, Bo took a look at the direction of Cao Ying, and dreamed of breaking through Cao Ying and cutting off Cao Cao's head.

"Zixiao, you've had a hard day, let Zilian and Yuan let them go this time!" Cao Cao said to Cao Ren.

Looking at the eyes around him, Cao Ren finally nodded.

In the Yellow Turban Battalion, a cavalry had already approached him three miles, "This wave is too careless, and there is no defense at all." Xiahou said.

"Hmph, I'm afraid this wave didn't take us seriously at all, but he has an army of 200,000, and he would never have dreamed that we would dare to attack the camp." Cao Hong snorted coldly.

It wasn't until they were close to less than a mile that the Yellow Turban Battalion sent a warning, but it was clearly too late.

"Kill!" Cao Jun immediately lit torches and rushed to the Yellow Turban camp.

"Enemy attack!" A mournful shout resounded through the night sky, and the Yellow Turban soldiers, who were still asleep, did not react at all.

Cao Hong led 3,000 cavalry all the way into the camp, and set fire to the camps along the way, the Yellow Turban camp had turned into a sea of fire, and the Yellow Turban soldiers who had not had time to assemble kept fleeing in the camp.

"Don't mess around, all come to me, there aren't many officers and soldiers." Zhao Fei shouted, and soon hundreds of soldiers gathered around him.

"What the hell is going on!" Bocai rushed out of the big tent and asked.

"Qu Shuai, the camp of the left army was attacked by the officers and soldiers at night, and it is almost unbearable!" A Yellow Turban general said to Bo Cai.

"Don't panic, gather troops and horses immediately, there are not many officers and soldiers, don't mess around!" Bocai shouted.

On the other side, countless Yellow Turban soldiers fell under the swords of Cao's cavalry, and many Yellow Turban soldiers were burned to death by the raging fire before they could break out of the camp, letting out a series of screams.