Chapter 115: Infiltrating Guangzong City
Zhang Yu dispersed his forces and began to hunt the Yellow Turbans.
More than a dozen teams combed back and forth on the periphery of Guangzong City, eliminating the small Yellow Turban teams.
In one day, Zhang Yu and his five hundred soldiers encountered several yellow turbans, the largest of which was only more than two hundred, and more than 1,000 yellow scarves were eliminated in one day.
Zhang Yu's team intercepted nearly a thousand people, in fact, they are not yellow turbans, they are just people who are so hungry that they have nowhere to go, and some of them are still old and weak.
Zhang Yu first concentrated these captives in one place, and then sent people back.
At the end of the day, Zhang Yu contacted the other teams.
At the end of the day, several teams intercepted a total of almost five thousand people.
More than 3,000 of them were young and strong.
After all, in this troubled world, it is not easy for the old and weak to survive.
However, these are obviously not real yellow scarves, because only a few points are given to a captive.
There are few points, and Zhang Yu doesn't dislike it, anyway, he didn't waste much strength.
Although Zhang Yu and the others intercepted outside the city, they could not completely intercept it, and a large number of people still entered Guangzong City, and then they were absorbed by the Yellow Turban.
Sixty percent were probably stopped by Zhang Yu and them, and forty percent entered Guangzong City.
The number of yellow turbans is increasing, and at the same time the number of officers and soldiers is also increasing.
A cloud of terror hung over the sky over Gwangjong Castle.
However, this has little to do with Zhang Yu.
In the past few days, he has sent more than 30,000 displaced people to the rear, which were intercepted outside the city of Guangzong.
"This big war, absolutely terrifying, should I do something?" Zhang Yu has been thinking.
Zhang Yu wants to participate more deeply if he wants more points, so Zhang Yu doesn't plan to just watch and beat the periphery.
"What if I let people infiltrate?"
Nowadays, it is very easy to infiltrate Gwangjong City, as long as you pretend to be a refugee.
"But there are hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves inside, and it's useless for me to let hundreds or even thousands of people in, they can't be together, they are scattered, and they have no combat effectiveness at all."
Zhang Yu felt that it would not work, the number of people was small, it had no effect at all, at most he would pass on the information, but once the war began, it was estimated that the personnel would not be able to move freely, and it would not be so easy to pass on the news.
"No, even so, you can't do nothing." Zhang Yu thought again.
That night, Zhang Yu sat alone outside the tent and thought about it for a long time.
"Be sure to find the weakness of the Yellow Turbans and give them a fatal blow when it is critical."
"Yes, that's it, while the war hasn't started yet, Guangzong City can still mix in and go in first to find out the situation."
A bold and crazy idea formed in Zhang Yu's mind.
He planned to enter Guangzong City and see the situation inside for himself, so as to find out the weakness of the Yellow Turban.
Send a few more people in and gather more intel on it.
The idea was crazy, but Zhang Yu dared to do it.
The next day, Zhang Yu summoned two teams to go back, and two days later, he summoned two teams back.
Doing so is to let more people into Gwangjong City and make it easier for them to blend in.
"My lord, do you really want to enter Guangzong City in person? It's too dangerous. Ling Cao said eagerly.
"If you want to find out the weakness of the Yellow Turban, you have to do this, and now Guangzong City is so chaotic and there are so many people, as long as you are careful, it will be no problem at all." Zhang Yu said.
"Okay, in that case, then let me go in with you." Ling Cao said again.
"You come in with me, and the evil comes to meet Han Sheng and Zhou Cang outside the city." Zhang Yu said.
Things were decided like this, and one day on the 10th of October, Zhang Yu, Ling Cao, and some other soldiers disguised themselves as refugees and infiltrated Guangzong City.
"I'll go, my lord, this Guangzong City turned out to be such a miserable situation." Ling Cao on the side said to Zhang Yu secretly.
Zhang Yu nodded slightly and did not answer.
There are many refugees lining the streets of Gwangjong City, and these people have no place to live and little to eat, so they can only lie on the side of the road and wait for death.
Zhang Yu: They also saw yellow turban soldiers cleaning up their bodies.
However, Zhang Yu found that most of these dead were old and weak, and there were more old and weak lying on the side of the road.
Those young and strong should have been co-opted, with food and shelter, at least temporarily.
The city is full of mourning, and it is not as good as imagined outside, so many refugees come to the Yellow Turban, and they can only wait for death in the city.
"Ning'er."
Zhang Yu was taken away by a few yellow scarves, and then saw Zhang Ning and some people on the street giving porridge to these refugees.
Zhang Yu and Ling Cao hurriedly hid their bodies and didn't let Zhang Ning find out.
In this way, Zhang Yu and Ling Cao were taken to a temporary camp by several yellow scarves.
Not long after they arrived, Zhang Yu and Ling Cao were incorporated into a team of temporary yellow scarves.
A day passed, and Zhang Yu also spent a day in the temporary camp of the Yellow Turban.
"Lord, these yellow scarves are simply yellow scarves used for consumption, weave them together, don't give them training, don't give weapons, they go to the battlefield and send them to death." In the evening, Ling Cao whispered to Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu looked left and right and found that the other yellow turbans didn't notice them, so he said to Ling Cao: "If you eat two meals of porridge a day, where will they have the strength to train." ”
Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment and said: "It's just that I don't understand why the Yellow Turban doesn't attack, so that it can consume the strength of the official army, and at the same time avoid too many people crowding in the city and causing them huge pressure." ”
Zhang Yu didn't understand why the yellow scarves in the city were so sad why they didn't take the initiative to attack.
The two of them whispered in the tent to exchange what they had seen today, analyzing the various problems of the yellow turban.
The next day, Zhang Yu and the others found some reasons to walk around, but the Yellow Turbans didn't let them go too far, and many places were guarded by Yellow Turban soldiers, and Zhang Yu and their "refugees" couldn't get by.
At the end of the day, I didn't get much useful information.
"No, you have to walk out and look around at night, otherwise your trip will be in vain." Zhang Yu said to Ling Cao.
At night, after it was completely dark, Zhang Yu and Ling Cao came out of the temporary tent one after the other.
The people here are all refugees, all of them are eating and waiting to die, and they don't pay attention to Zhang Yu and them.
The two walked out smoothly.
"Lord, there is a yellow turban patrol here, we are afraid that we will be discovered if we go over like this."
Soon after leaving the temporary camp, Zhang Yu and the others found that there were Yellow Turban soldiers training on the street from time to time, and they were all carrying weapons.
"Follow me, I have a way." Zhang Yu said and walked back quietly.
"The guards here are scattered, and if we kill two people, we won't be found out quickly, so we change our clothes and blend into the patrol." Zhang Yu said to Ling Cao.
Soon they killed two yellow turbans guarding the makeshift camp, and then dressed their bodies in civilian clothes and threw them into two corners.
Even if the bodies are found, they may mistake them for these refugees, because some refugees die in the city every day, and it is normal for these two people to be mistaken for refugees in the clothes that Zhang Yu and they changed out.