Chapter Seventy-Four: Closing the Net
Giant deer.
It's already the third watch at the moment, but he can't sleep. First, he was so humiliated by Zhou Fan in the morning, and his mood was naturally very depressed.
Second, I don't know why, he always has an ominous premonition in his heart, as if something big is going to happen.
"General Tiangong, it's not good!" At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door, which suddenly made the horn twitch in his heart and rushed out of the door. I saw a person running towards him not far away.
"Wang Nian, what's going on!" Zhang Jiao asked with a gloomy face. This person is also one of the many disciples under his Zhang Jiao, and he can be regarded as one of his Zhang Jiao's henchmen.
When Wang Nian saw Zhang Jiao, he was overjoyed, and then his face quickly became gloomy, and he said hurriedly: "Teacher, Uncle Shi took the soldiers and horses out of the city without permission and went to attack the camp of the Han army." ”
"What!" Zhang Jiao's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, he finally knew what was going on with his ominous premonition all night. Who else can there be in this Wang Nian's uncle, isn't it him Zhang Liang.
"Confused, confused!" Zhang Jiao shouted bitterly. Today, Zhou Fan came to mock him, in order to make them angry and go out of the city by themselves.
This is also to blame him, knowing that this Zhang Liang is short-tempered, although he has discovered Zhang Liang's strange appearance, but he didn't look at him properly, which made him go out of the city without permission.
Night attack, is it that easy, it is obviously digging a pit and waiting for them to jump down.
"When did this happen!" Zhang Jiao asked anxiously.
Wang Nian lowered his head slightly and said, "It was already an hour ago. ”
"An hour, an hour!" Zhang Jiao muttered to himself, his brows furrowed. According to this time, that Zhang Liang is about to arrive at the Han army camp, and I am afraid that it will not be long before the fight will start, and I am afraid that it will really be more than auspicious at that time.
Now he has two choices before him. The first one will not go out of the city, but in that case, I'm afraid that Zhang Liang will not live until tomorrow.
Second, he naturally died and went to rescue Zhang Liang with soldiers and horses. But in this way, I am afraid that he will collide head-on with the Han army, which is not the situation he wants to see.
Now it's really a dilemma, on the one hand, it's his younger brother, and on the other hand, it's this giant deer, no matter how you choose, it's all difficult.
After a while, Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth, his eyes became more and more firm, and he muttered to himself: "Since you Zhou Yuanyang want to fight, then I will satisfy you, don't think that I Zhang Jiao is really afraid of you." ”
"Wang Nian!" Zhang Jiao is a loud drink.
"Teacher."
"I will leave you 20,000 soldiers and horses, you must defend this giant deer for me!" Zhang Jiao said sharply.
"What about you, teacher!" Wang Nian hurriedly asked.
"I personally led the troops to rescue the third brother!" Zhang Jiao said solemnly, this Zhang Jiao still chose his relatives in the end.
Wang Nian was shocked, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Teacher, you are the master of our Taiping Dao, how can you easily make a mistake, let the disciple lead the troops to rescue the uncle." ”
Zhang Jiao waved his sleeves and said coldly: "Needless to say, the Yellow Turban Lux will only listen to my orders." ”
Wang Jing's eyes were about to protrude, he never thought that Zhang Jiao would directly sacrifice this trump card.
This Yellow Turban Lux is the elite soldier under his command of Zhang Jiao, the number is only 3,000, but each one is ten, and he is extremely brave. But that's exactly the case, this Yellow Turban Lux, only he Zhang Jiao can command, and the others are even if Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang are in person, they are not birds.
"Students take orders!" Wang Nian replied respectfully.
The camp of the Han army was full of fires.
"Don't run, don't run, give me a formation to meet the enemy."
Zhang Liang looked at the firelight around him, looked at the yellow scarves that had been out of order, and then looked at the Han army rushing towards them, and the whole person panicked. No matter how much he screamed, he couldn't reverse the decline.
"Shi Gongsun Bogui, the governor of Liaodong of the Great Han Dynasty, is here, where is Zhang Liang going!"
"Sima Zhou Feng, the commander of the Great Han Yulin Cavalry Commander Zhou Fan, is here, Zhang Liang is leaving!"
?? At this moment, there was a sudden loud shout from both sides, which startled Zhang Liang into a cold sweat.
The people who came were none other than Gongsun Chan and Zhou Feng. Lu Zhi personally ordered the two of them to give 10,000 soldiers and horses to ambush this beam here, and now it is time to close the net.
The two of them, one south and one north, led the soldiers and horses to kill in the direction of Zhang Liang, like no one's land. Especially that Gongsun Zhan, with a long lance in his hand, no one is the enemy of his triad, and with his own thousand iron horses as a sharp knife, he is killing a bloody road.
"Don't kill me, I surrender!" The army's heart has been dispersed, and the yellow turban looked at the Han army surrounded from all directions, and chose to surrender without hesitation, at least then he could hold a life.
There are two and three, and the yellow turbans who are soon facing a desperate situation have chosen to surrender.
"General, let's run!" That Zhang Liang's henchman said in a trembling voice that he didn't want to die here yet.
Run? Where to run?
Zhang Liang was not only a little desperate, but seeing the Han army coming from all directions, there were only two people on his side now, and there was one way of thinking where to run, and his dress was so obvious, even if he wanted to run, he had to run away.
However, in the next second, Zhang Liang was soft, but his eyes flashed, he carefully looked at his frightened henchman, and then looked at himself, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Outside the city of Julu.
Zhang Jiao did not hesitate to take 30,000 soldiers and horses out of the north gate of the giant deer city, and among them, 3,000 people wearing yellow scarves, tall and expressionless faces are his trump card of Zhang Jiao, Yellow Turban Lux, this time in order to be able to rescue Zhang Liang, he Zhang Jiao also can't hide his strength.
Originally, there were only 70,000 soldiers and horses in this giant deer city, and 20,000 were taken away by Zhang Liang, and there were still 20,000 to stay behind to defend the city, so these 30,000 soldiers and horses were also the limit of what he could take out by Zhang Jiao.
Moreover, these 30,000 people are definitely the elite of their Yellow Turbans, and their combat power is much stronger than those Yellow Turban soldiers who are yellow and thin-skinned and have no power to kill chickens. Zhang Jiao believes that even if he encounters the Han army, he will definitely have the power to fight.
"Now it's been two hours since the third brother left the city, and I'm afraid I'm already fighting with the Han army. If you don't hurry, I'm afraid it will be too late! Zhang Jiao was on his horse, but his mind had already drifted to the Han army camp dozens of miles away.
"Full speed ahead, be sure to arrive in an hour!" Zhang Jiao ordered without hesitation, and the speed under the feet of the army accelerated a few points.
"Zhang Jiao, Zhou Fan has been waiting here for a long time!" At this moment, a loud cry came.
Zhang Jiao's pupils shrank, but countless Han troops who were waiting for them emerged from the dense jungle on both sides, and the person at the head was Zhou Fan.
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