Chapter Seventy-Five: The Wuhuan Rebellion (Finale)
Youzhou...
Gongsun Zhan, known as the White Horse General, is discussing the war with his subordinates in the tent at the moment. As one www.biquge.info of the most famous generals in the late Han Dynasty, since the rebellion of Zhang Chun and Zhang Ju, Gongsun Chan has been leading his soldiers and horses to crusade against the rebels, and has achieved a lot of results, and has won many appreciation.
However, he knew that it would not be easy to solve the Wuhuan rebellion.
There were 100,000 Wuhuan people in this rebellion, and more than half of them were cavalry. Although most of them used to be herders, the advantage of war horses made it difficult for them to be eliminated. Now Youzhou has almost been burned to the ground by the rebels, and even Gongsun Chan feels a headache.
"I don't want these Wuhuan people to become confidants..."Gongsun Zhan frowned deeply.
Just then, a sergeant suddenly came in from outside the tent. "Marshal, there is a Qingzhou war report coming."
"Oh?" Gongsun Chan took the battle report, and the other generals in the tent also looked at it.
They also knew the news that a group of Wuhuan rebels went south to Qingzhou, but unfortunately no one was worried about Qingzhou, so they were secretly glad ββββββ after all, the strength of the opponent was always as small as possible.
However, they are not optimistic about the situation in Qingzhou, the Qingzhou army and horses are negligent in the battle formation, many people know this matter, in the past, even a little yellow turban could not be dealt with, and the Wuhuan people were like wolves and tigers. "I'm afraid the plain has been breached..."
"Not necessarily, the Qingzhou military horses are not good, if they defend the city, the Wuhuan people should not be able to help them..."
Just when the subordinate generals were talking there, Gongsun Chan had already opened the battle report, and at first, he was not optimistic about the situation in Qingzhou, just like his subordinates, but after a careful inspection, he couldn't help laughing. "Okay, Beihai Yan Fuxian really lives up to his reputation, with him, Qingzhou is worry-free..."
The generals below were stunned for a moment, not understanding why he would say this, and they had the courage to take the battle report from Gongsun Zhan's hand, and they were also taken aback by the content above.
At the same time, putting away the battle report he had just received, Jia Cong smiled slightly. "It's not in vain that my hard work has been in vain..."
In Luoyang, Cao Cao, who was drinking and having fun with Yuan Shao, looked at the newly arrived battle report and smiled at Yuan Shao. "Looks like this friend of ours is doing a good job..."
Yuan Shao drank the wine in the cup, nodded and sighed. "The general can finally breathe a sigh of relief..."
In the past, the most worried thing in the court was that the Wuhuan people rushed into Qingzhou, and even rushed to Xuzhou, but now that Qingzhou Wuhuan has been defeated, the land of Qingxu can be relieved...
However, hearing Yuan Shao's words, Cao Cao smiled mysteriously. "Qing Xu? This time, even Jizhou can sit back and relax..."
Yuan Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he understood, but Cao Cao, who was a step above Zhimin, was a little unhappy in his heart for some reason.
Sun Jian in Jiangdong, Lu Bu in Bingzhou, Wang Yun in Jingzhou...
Just when the heroes everywhere heard about this, someone who had just fled looked at the notice posted in front of the city gate, but was silent with the two brothers.
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In the Qingzhou Thorn History Mansion, the sound of silk and bamboo also went, and everyone in the mansion was silent, not daring to make a little strange noise, for fear of provoking the anger of the master, and even those concubines who were chattering on weekdays were quiet.
All of this is because of the battle report that came back from the city not long ago.
"Sir, didn't you say that Yan Fu went to the plains first, and he would definitely be defeated, why would this be such a result..."Holding the battle report sent back the day before, Jiao He said with anger.
The Wuhuan rebels in the south were attacked head-on by the Qingzhou army under the command of Beihai Taishou, and nearly 10,000 rebels were almost all annihilated.
Now in the four states of HB, who doesn't know Beihai Yan Fuxian?
In comparison, he, the Qingzhou Thorn History, has become like a clown.
He still remembered Wu Zhu's words when he persuaded him, and even promised that Yan Shao would definitely be defeated, but everything at the moment was completely different from what Wu Zhu said, and it also forced him into a desperate situation.
In the past, he obeyed Wu Zhu's words, but that was because Wu Zhu always calculated very accurately, a god stick that was debunked, who else would trust and obey? He may be incompetent, but he is by no means an idiot.
"This..."Wu Zhu's face was also a little pale, and he secretly complained in his heart.
In fact, he was also inclined not to send troops, after all, the strength of Qi State was not much, if he failed, he was afraid that there would be no soldiers and horses to stop the Wuhuan people, or his junior sister found him and persuaded him.
"The name of Jiao and incompetence is not a secret in Luoyang, if Wuhuan goes south to Qingzhou, not only will the lives be ruined, but what will be the senses of the princes of Luoyang? I'm afraid that the Wuhuan people haven't left yet, Jiao He is about to abdicate and make way for Xian, as for Yan Shao? However, if there are people in the DPRK and China as backers, how can they be responsible? β
"But if you let him lead the troops, Wuhuan is a tiger and a wolf, then the soldiers and horses of the Beihai Sea are good at fighting, but the soldiers and horses of other counties are negligent in training, even if there are many people, it is just a rabble, if Yan Shao leads such soldiers and horses to meet the enemy, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he will definitely be defeated in the end..."
"At that time, the imperial court was accountable, even if he could save his life, it was no longer possible for him to defend the position of the Beihai Taishou, and Qingzhou had no place for him, and the senior brother's concerns at that time could be easily solved without a single soldier..."
"Even if Yan Shao can win by luck, it will definitely be a big loss of vitality, so there will be no threat to Beihai..."
I have to say that Lu Yan'er's analysis is still very reasonable, after all, common sense says, it is impossible for those more than 10,000 rabble to be the opponent of the 8,000 Wuhuan rebels.
Even if it can win, it will be a pyrrhic victory in the end.
At least in Wu Zhu's opinion, Lu Yan'er's plan was purely for himself, so after thinking about it for a while, he immediately ran to Jiao He to admonish.
As mentioned earlier, there is no problem with these words on the surface, Jiao He thought about it a little, and then nodded in agreement, but he also hid some thoughts, originally with the strength of Qi State, he could send four thousand troops and horses, but Jiao He hid one thousand and only sent three thousand, as if he was afraid that Yan Shao would win.
Who would have thought that Yan Shao not only won, but also a big victory...
This victory not only lifted the danger of Qingzhou, but also put Jiao He in a desperate situation.
Originally, in Qingzhou, Yan Shao had a slight advantage, but now the defeat of the Wuhuan people has made his prestige reach its peak.
Just when Wu Zhu wanted to say something to redeem his trust in front of Jiao He, Jiao He had already ordered someone to beat him out with a stick, no matter how mysterious he usually behaved, in front of the thigh-thick wooden stick, Wu Zhu had to flee in embarrassment, and even the concubines in the backyard heard the screams clearly.
And looking at the person in front of him who had almost nothing to do with the fairy wind Dao bone, Jiao He was a little happy and a little dazed at the same time, he didn't understand why he believed in such a divine stick in the past.
Outside the Assassin's Mansion, looking at Wu Zhu who was beaten with a stick, Lu Yan'er in the carriage smiled lightly and didn't care.
She has never had the slightest intimacy and respect for herself as a senior brother who only wants to pretend to be a ghost, if it weren't for helping Yan Shao this time, I'm afraid she wouldn't have said so much to Wu Zhu at all.
Of course, it is impossible for Yan Shao to win from common sense, after all, eight thousand Wuhuan is by no means comparable to more than 10,000 rabble, but this is not what Lu Yan'er needs to consider, since Yan Shao is confident, then she only needs to bet on it, and there is no need to bother thinking about the rest.
As for Yan Shao, what if he is cocooned and really fails?
The loser is not qualified to work with her...