"General, our army has not yet completed the plunder, why are you in a hurry to gather us and others?" A yellow turban general asked Zhang Bao.

"Hmph, you are only concerned about looting, and now the official army is already going to do something to us." Zhang Bao snorted coldly.

"What, how is this possible, Lu Zhi has been dragged by the great sage and good teacher, it is impossible to divide the troops, and the other local Taishou are not capable of doing anything to us." The Yellow Turban General was incredulous.

"Tell the general, Tangyang is urgent!" As he spoke, a messenger rushed to the scene on horseback.

"Read!" Zhang Bao said directly to the Yellow Turban General who had already received the report.

"An officer army broke through Tangyang two days ago, and the defenders of Tangyang were completely annihilated." The Yellow Turban generals had just finished reading, and the generals who knew a little bit of strategy gasped.

"The officers and soldiers are going to lock the way for our army to join the great sages and good teachers, and even eat us in one bite! Do they have such a big appetite? A yellow turban general was surprised.

"What is the banner of that army?" Zhang Bao picked up the messenger and asked loudly.

"Tell the general, the little one took a look from a distance, it seems to be a conscription army!" The messenger replied weakly.

Zhang Bao let go of the messenger and threw it to the ground, ignoring the messenger's painful grinning expression, clenched his teeth, and held back a sentence for a while: "Yao Jie!" ”

……

"Ahh Ahh Yao Jie, who was far away in Tangyang, sneezed twice, rubbed his nose, and said to himself, "Could it be a cold?" ”

Then he denied himself: "No, with my current physique, if I am so prone to colds, someone must be scolding me." ”

But soon he was no longer entangled in this, because a scout came to report that Zhang Bao had completed the assembly and was rushing to Tangyang, and soon the war would break out.

Five days later, the Yellow Turban Army finally arrived at the foot of Tangyang City.

Tangyang City is not big, so Yao Jie only stationed 20,000 people in the city, 30,000 of the rest of the army are in the camp outside the city, and the rest are in a ravine 30 miles away from Tangyang City.

At this time, few people can clearly know Yao Jie's total strength, which is also Yao Jie's biggest advantage, during this time Zhang Bao's Yellow Turban Army has also expanded to 130,000, but in the face of Yao Jie's 100,000 army is still not worried, Yao Jie can easily defeat them in the front, the reason why he sent an army to wait in the ravine outside the city is mainly because he is afraid that Zhang Bao will run away, after all, the 130,000 army, it is easy to defeat, but it is difficult to annihilate, even if it is 130,000 pigs, his soldiers can't catch them, the best way is to surround them.

Zhang Bao was not arrogant enough to directly attack the city, in his estimate, Yao Jie should have more than 30,000 soldiers, the specific number is still uncertain, but the combat effectiveness of the conquest army with the annihilation of Cheng Yuanzhi's record is undoubtedly not to be underestimated, if the other party is bent on defending Tangyang, it is undoubtedly not good news for the Yellow Turban Army.

However, Zhang Bao did not worry for long, because he had just woken up the next morning and learned a bad news.

"What, you say it again." Zhang Bao kicked a Yellow Turban soldier who had come to report the news to the ground, and said with a trembling voice.

"General Rengong, as soon as we woke up this morning, we found that all the outside of the camp were Han troops!" The Yellow Turban Soldier said with a sad face.

"Let's go, let's take a look outside!" Because Zhang Bao came in a hurry, it was already night, so the camp did not have time to build a wall, only a low fence around it.

"Shhh Looking at the boundless Han army outside, the Yellow Turban generals were so frightened that they couldn't speak.

"Who was the general in charge of the vigil last night!" Zhang Baoyou's murderous eyes swept over the generals below, and finally stopped at a general with a mustache and a bowed head.

"General Fang, if General Ben remembers correctly, you should have been in charge last night, please explain." Zhang Bao said to the Yellow Turban General.

"General, spare your life, the last general will never dare again." The general surnamed Fang knelt on the ground and cried.

"If General Ben is not mistaken, I'm afraid you slept in your tent last night, right? Come on, pull it down and cut it! After speaking, Zhang Bao waved his hand, ignored the cries and begging for mercy that was getting farther away, and looked at the remaining Yellow Turban generals with a wry smile: "We have all underestimated the number of officers and soldiers, I am afraid that there are nearly 100,000 troops, our army has no danger to defend, and it is surrounded by heavy surrounds, I am afraid that it will be dangerous!" ”

"The general doesn't have to worry too much, our army is surrounded, the great sage and good division will get the news soon, our army just needs to hold on and wait for help!" A yellow turban general stepped forward and said.

Although the other Yellow Turban generals knew that he was farting, they could only respond to the harmony and say yes, their morale was already low, and these words could also raise their morale, as for waiting for reinforcements, no one was a fool, with Lu Zhi's containment, Zhang Jiao had no extra troops to send, and I am afraid that it would take more than half a month to wait for Zhang Jiao to get the news, even if they wanted to send troops, they had no danger to defend, and fought positional warfare with the same number of officers and troops as themselves, or the famous conscription army, let alone a month, whether they could survive today is a question.

As he spoke, the Han army formation had slowly pressed, and the Yellow Turban Army had also completed its assembly in the midst of the noise.

Looking at the chaotic Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Bao felt that he really didn't have the confidence to win this decisive battle with this group of soldiers who had just said that they were farmers.

"For today's plan, we can only take advantage of the fact that our army is still large in number and strength, and we will break through at all costs." Zhang Bao knows that playing positional warfare must be looking for death, and now there are still 130,000 Yellow Turban Army, maybe he can break through a hole, no matter how much he can go out, as long as he can escape, as for those Yellow Turban Army, for Zhang Bao there is no need to feel sorry at all, anyway, it is only 100,000 people, and it doesn't cost money, as long as he can survive, what are these 100,000 people.

"Brothers, we have been surrounded, the Great Sage and Good Master is in the giant deer in the south, everyone will break through with me, fight a bloody path, and join the Great Sage and Good Master!" Zhang Bao rode on his war horse and shouted as he looked at the Yellow Turban Army below.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!" A yellow turban general led the way and shouted.

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!" The Yellow Turban soldiers below also shouted, and soon more and more Yellow Turban soldiers joined in, and for a while, the momentum was huge, and the shouts shook the sky, looking quite imposing.

Yao Jie, who was in the distance, also heard the shouts of the Yellow Turban Battalion, and said with a smile: "Pass the order, the Yellow Turban Army will break through the encirclement, and order the generals to prepare, and this rabble can only rely on slogans to support their courage, only by holding up this wave, then these hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army will no longer be able to escape from the palm of my hand." ”