Chapter Ninety-Five: The Yellow Turban Defeated
"What's going on!" Bocai, who was still in high spirits, froze in an instant, turned around and glanced at the direction of the smoke, and a sense of ominous premonition arose in his heart, wasn't that direction the direction of his Bocai camp.
"Yizhen, you see, there seems to be something wrong there!" Zhu Jun on the city wall shouted fiercely. He stood tall and saw far away, so it was easy to spot the strangeness of the Bocai camp.
Huangfu Song hurriedly looked at it, and his heart was overjoyed, and he shouted: "It's Nabocai's camp, it seems that Nabocai's camp is on fire." ”
"Could it be that reinforcements are coming? It was the reinforcements who set fire to the camp of Nabocai, so their grain and grass? Zhu Jun was also surprised, although he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could guess a few points with his guess.
"Oh no, Qu Shuai, a group of Han troops suddenly appeared in the rear and set fire to our camp, and the brothers can't stop it at all!" Just when Bo Cai was in a hurry, a horse galloped quickly, and as soon as he saw Bo Cai, he fell off the horse directly, and cried vigorously.
"What did you say!?" Bo Cai grabbed the guy with a dark face in front of him, this was obviously the embarrassment that rushed out of the firelight: "Who is it, who did it, didn't I still have 10,000 people left in the camp, why did I lose like this." By the way, what about the grain and grass, is the grain and grass still there? ”
The man's heart trembled, and he cried: "The villain doesn't know, those people are cavalry, and they scattered the brothers at once, and the villain also rushed out desperately, as for what happened to the big battalion, the villain doesn't know." ”
"Ahh Bocai is a roar: "What's the use of leaving you!" ”
With that, he turned over his hand and cut off the head of the man in front of him.
Whew! Bo Cai glanced at the Changshe, constantly panting, his heart was full of unwillingness, seeing that the Changshe was about to be attacked, and this camp was actually attacked. If the camp is gone, forget it, but this grain and grass can't be without, without grain and grass, what can be used to feed these hundreds of thousands of people?
"Withdraw, Mingjin withdraws his troops." Bocai did not hesitate to give the order to retreat, for now, it is still this grain and grass that is the most important, as for this long society, I will talk about it later.
With Bo Cai's order, although it was a little puzzling, the Yellow Turban still obeyed Bo Cai's order without hesitation and began to retreat.
The Yellow Turban Army retreated, and the Yellow Turban Army, which had a complete advantage, actually retreated, which couldn't help but puzzle the Han troops on the city wall. But at the same time, I am also glad that the Yellow Turban Army has retreated, which means that I have won, and I don't have to fight so hard.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun glanced at each other, and they both saw each other's thoughts. If they were only skeptical and speculative before, now they are sure.
Something must have happened to Nabocai's camp, otherwise he would never have given up such a good form and retreated like this.
"The Yellow Turban is defeated, and the Yellow Turban grain and grass are burned!" Zhu Jun immediately shouted loudly, whether it is true or not, for this kind of morale-boosting thing, it would be an idiot not to do it.
"The Yellow Turban has been defeated, and the grain and grass have been burned!" In an instant, under the leadership of Zhu Jun, all the soldiers on the city wall shouted loudly.
For a while, the morale of the Han army soared, and the Yellow Turban Army on the contrary was a little chaotic.
"Damn Zhu Jun!" Bocai shouted with a hideous face. Originally, the Yellow Turban Army didn't know about it, so even if they retreated, it was orderly. But being shouted by Zhu Jun like this, the Yellow Turban Army was completely chaotic. For them, food and grass are life, and without food and grass, it means that there is no life, how can they not be chaotic.
Although Bo Cai is unwilling at the moment, there is no way, even if he has great powers, there is no way to restore the morale of the yellow scarf who has been panicked, and now he can only retreat first.
"The Yellow Turban is defeated, open the city gate for me, soldiers, kill me out!" Huangfu Song shouted loudly without hesitation, beating the water dogs, such a good opportunity must not be given up.
Immediately, the gate of Changshe was opened, and the Han army rushed out, one by one, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, constantly slaughtering those yellow scarves who were in a panic and only knew that they had escaped.
"Zhou Fan, the captain of the Han Yulin Cavalry, is here, Bo Cai will take his life!" At this moment, there was a sudden loud shout from behind the yellow scarf, and he was immediately surprised that he was in a cold sweat.
I saw a slight shaking on the ground not far away, and a heavily armed Han army iron cavalry was running wildly, killing them here!
"Zhou Fan!" Not only Bo Cai, but even Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, who had just come down the city wall, also cried out in surprise.
Now that Zhou Fan defeated Ma Dang Zhang Bao, no one in the whole Han Dynasty knows, no one knows, even the yellow scarves in the south are afraid of the name Zhou Fan.
They never thought that Zhou Fan would come to the rescue of Changshe this time, obviously, the fire in the rear camp was definitely his Zhou Fan's masterpiece.
"Reinforcements are coming, soldiers, kill with me!" Huangfu Song shouted loudly.
The morale of the Han army has risen to the extreme, but the yellow scarf has completely lost its fighting spirit, and the defeat has been achieved.
As for Na Bocai, he can't care so much anymore, and now running for his life is the most critical thing.
With the addition of Zhou Fan's three thousand iron cavalry, the Han army directly killed the wave of Cai's army and was defeated, and the Han army chased out a full ten miles before stopping.
However, the Yellow Turban Army was outnumbered, and when they were bent on escaping, the Han army had no way to keep them all, and in the end they were run away by Na Bocai and most of the Yellow Turbans.
However, this battle killed more than 40,000 people of the Yellow Turban Army and captured countless baggage, which was definitely a great victory.
In front of the castle of Chosha.
"Happy, really happy, hahaha!" Zhu Jun shouted loudly. It was only after killing that wave today that he was defeated, which made him Zhu Jun's heart spit out in an instant.
"Humble Zhou Fan, I've seen two Zhonglang generals!" Zhou Fan patted his horse and walked back and saluted the two.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun are one of the few Han generals that Zhou Fan admires, and the two are also friends of his teacher Lu Zhi, so they can be regarded as their elders, so they naturally deserve this gift.
"Good, good, good!" Huangfu Song was also a little excited and said: "This time it's really thanks to Yuanyang you, otherwise this Changshe would be really dangerous." Brother Zi really accepted a good disciple. ”
There was a strong sourness in the tone. He was trapped in this long society, but he had to rely on Lu Zhi's disciples to save him, which couldn't help but make him envious, jealous and hateful to Lu Zhi.
Because of Lu Zhi's relationship, Huangfu Song and Zhou Fan can be regarded as having a relationship on several sides, although they are not acquaintances, but at least they have a little friendship, so there are not so many rules when it comes to talking.
"My lord laughed, even if there is no sail, then Nabo Cai can't help this long society." Zhou Fan said with a smile.
"Hahaha, don't talk so much, let's talk about it in the advanced city, let's let people clean it up quickly." Zhu Jun glanced at the battlefield full of corpses and said with a laugh.
Zhou Fan respectfully obeyed his orders, followed Huangfu Song and others, and drove into this long society.
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