Kong Rong and Liu Bei returned to the mansion.

"Although there is the help of General Cao of Qin, this catastrophe in Qingzhou will not be able to end overnight." Kong Rong's face was full of sorrow.

Liu Bei had already thought of many things at this moment, so he comforted Kong Rong, "Master Kong, the Yellow Turban Army can't hold out for long." ”

"Huh? Why did Xuande Gong say that? Kong Rong was puzzled. You must know that at this moment, the Yellow Turbans have three or five hundred thousand troops, not only a single soldier, but also large cities such as Jinan are under the control of the Yellow Turbans, how can it be said that they will collapse when they disintegrate?

Everyone looked over, they really wanted to end all this as soon as possible, hoping to hear Liu Bei's explanation further.

Liu Bei's explanation came in a timely manner, "This Yellow Turban Rebellion started because of the plague. The rabble of the Yellow Turbans did nothing at all against the plague. Even among the Yellow Turban Army, many people contracted the plague. The plague will soon be able to infect all the Yellow Turban Thieves, and how can they be our opponents when they lose their strength when they get sick? ”

When Kong Rong heard this, he really cried.

Liu Bei wondered, you are a person, the dawn is just around the corner, why are you crying?

Kong Rong cried: "The yellow turban died in the plague, but the people of Qingzhou must not be saved. He died of the epidemic, and the sky is really dead? ”

"Woo-woo-woo......."

Liu Bei also cried at that time.

And they all wept.

For a while, the hall was the same as the mourning hall, and those who didn't know thought they were dead.

"Report ......."

A messenger happily rushed into the hall, and when he saw that in the hall, everyone from the lord to the servants, and even the guest clan relative Liu Bei were crying.

The messenger was circled at the time, who died this?

"What's the matter?" Kong Rong wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said with snot.

"Lord, the Yellow Turban Army has withdrawn!" The messenger said excitedly. He thought that when the lord heard the news, no matter who died, he would be happy for a while.

Really.

Kong Rong got up in surprise, "The Yellow Turban Army has withdrawn, why did it withdraw?" ”

"I don't know." The messenger told the truth.

So, Kong Rong excitedly led people to the city again.

Looking around, sure enough, the Yellow Turban Army was pulling out the camp and withdrawing its troops.

There was also laughter and laughter.

Hearing the joy, not only Kong Rong, but Liu Bei was also stunned.

So, the messenger ran back and forth.

"My lord, it's true, the Yellow Turban Army did withdraw its troops happily."

After hearing the news of the messengers, Kong Rong and the others were even more confused.

Excuse me about the yellow turban thieves outside.

What are you happy about retreating? You should be frustrated, right?

The other is .......

"These people have a plague and will surely die, how can they go away happily?" Liu Bei said that he couldn't understand.

It's so hard to understand.

Liu Bei and Kong Rong were both puzzled, but the siege of Beihai was therefore contacted, which was absolutely true and worthy of joy.

But soon, Kong Rong cried again.

"Although the Yellow Turban thieves are gone, the people of Beihai and Donglai will not be saved in the plague."

Kong Rong did not give up the people everywhere like other Qingzhou Taishou. Because of this, he is now actually the lord of Qingzhou.

He had the heart to help the local people, but he was so powerless that he was tormented and condemned physically and mentally.

Liu Bei and the others all sighed.

What can they say, they can't save the people.

At this time, Sun Guan, who was observing the retreat of the Yellow Turban Army, came back.

"Lord, there is a person outside who claims to be Hua Tuo's apprentice, who asks to see the lord, saying that he has brought a prescription for the plague."

When everyone heard this, their hearts were shocked.

What kind of person is Hua Tuo, a miracle doctor.

The miracle doctor has brought a prescription!

Kong Rong was ecstatic, and he didn't care about wiping his tears, so he ran down to the city to greet him.

Liu Bei and they also followed.

Everyone was excited.

Kong Rong met Hua Tuo's apprentice Fan A.

"Mr. Fan, thanks to your mentor, this time, our people in Qingzhou have been saved."

Kong Rong bowed and bowed, and he almost knelt down and kowtowed.

The person who sent the prescription in the plague was the god-like being in the minds of the people.

Even if it's not God, it's a savior.

Fan A hurriedly returned the salute, "I don't dare to bear the etiquette of adults, this prescription is not researched by my master, it is someone else." ”

Kong Rong and the others showed a look of special curiosity.

Fan Adao: "It's my lord, that is, the envoy of Jizhou Mu Qin." I was specially asked to bring prescriptions to Qingzhou to rescue the people in the epidemic area. ”

It's Qin Ye!

No one expected it.

So it's hard not to be shocked.

Kong Rong was grateful, and sighed to everyone: "Qin Mengjie, worthy of being a Confucian celebrity, this move is also a sage." ”

Sun Guan and them, they all nodded violently, Yan Shenggong, what you said is too reasonable.

With a prescription, tens of thousands of people will be saved.

Who can not get excited?

Liu Bei's face was pale, and he didn't expect that Qin Ye would be able to find a prescription. But it seems that it is Hua Tuo's apprentice, maybe it was Hua Tuo who made it.

Qin Mengjie is going to be famous again this time. Liu Bei's teeth itched, and then he sneered, "I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought that Cao Mengde would also come." ”

Subsequently, Kong Rong asked Fan A to preside over the overall situation of treating the disease and saving people.

…………

Five days later.

Qin Ye crossed the Yellow River from the port of Shanghe, and after the large army of soldiers and horses gathered, he went straight to 'Zhuxian'.

In the afternoon of the same day, I came to the county seat.

At this time, the county seat was in a mess.

In fact, after the outbreak of the epidemic, there is no place in the whole Qingzhou that is not chaotic.

"Mr. Hua Tuo is my great benefactor of the Yellow Turban and gave us a life-saving prescription."

At the beginning, the Yellow Turban generals He Yi and Bian Xi stationed here were ecstatic. If Hua Tuo is in front of him, it doesn't hurt to kneel down and kowtow.

But soon, the two of them had a bitter face.

You must know that the Yellow Turban Army is poor, so although there are prescriptions, there are not many medicinal materials.

In the hall.

Bian Xi looked at He Yi who came back, "How is the illness in the army?" ”

He Yi sighed, "I'm afraid that at this stage, we can only treat three thousand people." ”

"We've got 30,000 people ...... here." Bian Xisheng eats bitter gourd.

"There is already a fight in the army, and they are all sick and have no strength ......." He Yi, who had just returned from the barracks, didn't want to mention it.

"Report ......, general, the Qin army is coming to the city."

Plopped, and after the messenger finished reporting, he passed out at that time.

The soldiers in the hall were shaky for a while, and the high fever in their bodies was obviously higher.

He Yi and Bian Xi's faces changed greatly.

They had long heard that the Qin army had begun to cross the river, but they could not do anything about the Qin army's crossing of the river. This is because their army and soldiers are all sick, and they are already boiling if they don't die, and it is impossible to resist the Qin army.

But now, the Qin army has come to the city.

"Fight with Qin Mengjie!"

It seems that this is the only way to go.

About half an hour passed.

Qin Ye led an army of 20,000 and came to Zhu County.

I saw that tens of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers, unclothed, skinny, haggard, took more wooden spears, blocking their way.

The Qin army lined up.

Qin Ye's side are powerful generals like Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao.

The soldiers behind him, well-equipped, have a tiger's back and bear their backs.

The team of the Yellow Turban Army is not comparable to the Qin Army at all.

It's basically the difference between an army of beggars and a lion in a hundred battles.

Qin Ye never expected that the Yellow Turban Army would dare to come out to fight against him with such combat effectiveness.

He looked over.

Before the battle began, some people in the Yellow Turban Army kept falling to the ground and fell into a coma.

And all the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army looked at Qin Jun with sad and indignant eyes, they didn't pay attention to their fallen comrades at all, but gradually exuded a decisive spirit.

In the face of this flawed and vulnerable army, Qin Ye couldn't help but be moved.

To Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao and others, "Qingzhou soldiers, fruit warriors." ”

Qingzhou Yellow Turban is the source of the well-known Qingzhou arms of the Three Kingdoms.

He Yi Bian liked them, but he didn't expect Qin Ye to give himself such a high evaluation.

Qin Ye signaled that the army should not be moved lightly, so he rode out of his horse and came to the Qingzhou soldier formation, retracted the cold moon blade in his hand, and when he looked at it, he said: "If you go on like this, you don't have to fight, you will also die, why don't I treat you." ”

Tens of thousands of Qingzhou soldiers looked at Qin Ye with wide eyes.

Looking at the commander-in-chief who was concerned and nervous.

If he were the commander of his own side, the soldiers would have rejoiced.

But this is what the enemy commander-in-chief said.

The Qingzhou soldiers pumped over.

Nima!

Swindler!

The lord on the other side.

Please don't play with us like this, okay!

We just want to die with a bang. Please fight with us in a vigorous way!