Jiaodong County, Beihai County, Qingzhou, here is the northernmost place in the whole Qingzhou, across this land is the Yellow River natural risk, the Han Dynasty for five hundred years, here gives people the impression of barrenness.

And now it's even more barren.

Qingzhou was one of the first major states to respond to the Zhangjiao Uprising, and the local Yellow Turban forces here were mixed and chaotic, and the years of war and looting had made this land even worse.

At present, although most of the south has been co-opted by Cao Mengde, the Yellow Turbans in the north of Qingzhou are still in turmoil, they are large and organized, and there is only one co-owner in their hearts... That's Guan Hai!

Speaking of Guan Hai, he is definitely the representative of the brave martial arts among the forty-six square commanders, according to the romance, he is a strange power, and he can fight with Guan Yunchang for thirty rounds without winning or losing, which shows the depth of this person's attainment in martial arts.

But in this time and space, Guan Hai's fate has been deviated, he should have died and he is still alive and well, he has not yet surrounded the descendants of Confucius with an army of 100,000 troops, nor Liu Xuande to aid Beihai, let alone wait for the second master's ecstasy.

But what remains unchanged is poverty, and now, Guan Hai and his subordinates are still living at the bottom of the Eastern Han Dynasty.

In the main hall of the stockade, a man who seemed to be very strong sat on the right seat, there was no tiger skin stool in movies and television, and there was no mountain of good wine and meat on the desk.

The unknown piece of meat in front of him was already a little stinky, and the porcelain bowl containing the piece of meat had seven or eight notches with the naked eye, and the two legs of the case were even higher and shorter, so they could only be cushioned with a few rags to maintain the balance of the case.

Without the slightest interest in eating, Guan Hai just raised his rough right hand, rubbed his sour forehead, his eyes remained motionless, and he put on a thoughtful look.

It's too poor.

Guan Hai couldn't help but sneer in his heart, since Zhang Jiao's death, he had no heart to resist the court. But after all, he is a thief, and if he does not have military power, he will definitely die, so he is bold and careful, he gathered a group of subordinates, and became the head of the remnants of the Yellow Turban in northern Qingzhou.

100,000 people! This is a hundred thousand yellow scarves, whether it is a man in the prime of life, or an old and young woman and child who is coerced, they have really grown 100,000 mouths, and these 100,000 mouths really need to eat!

It is definitely not enough to rely on the money and grain to eat in the early stage, Guan Hai is still a kind person after all, he can't care about the life and death of his subordinates, and the order to save food will be given again, but these are always the symptoms but not the root cause, and it will never be possible to resist the speed of grain and grass consumption.

"Let's talk about what to do." Guan Hai glanced up at his subordinates in the main hall, and finally spoke slowly.

"Grand Commander, it will definitely not work if it goes on like this. The weather is getting colder, and we don't have any food left over for the winter, and the brothers are going to run out of food if this continues. Ni Dazhi was Xiao Qu Shuai under Guan Hai, he grabbed a handful of blackened wild vegetables and stuffed them into his mouth, and said such a thing without thinking about it.

"I know what you say, the question is what to do now!" Guan Hai put down his arm that was rubbing his temples, and he was a little angry when he spoke.

Hearing that Guan Hai was a little angry, all the Xiaoqu Shuai under his command shook their heads and didn't dare to speak, only Ni Dazhi took the lead and said, "Grand Commander, according to the current situation, we can only follow those guys in the south!" ”

"You mean surrender?" Guan Hai suddenly came to his senses, his eyes narrowed into a slit, and he stared at Ni Dazhi.

"Then who do you say it's better to surrender to?"

Ni Dazhi was thousands, scratched his head and said: "I heard that those guys in the south surrendered to Cao Mengde, I heard that life is very good, not to mention the identity of the imperial army, two meals a day have never been pulled down!" ”

"Cao Mengde?" Guan Hai seemed to think again, and suddenly he slapped the case suddenly, and said angrily: "Absolutely not, even if I Guan Hai starves to death, it is impossible for me to surrender to Cao Mengde's butcher!" ”

"Think twice, now is not the time to act righteously, if you don't take refuge in Cao Mengde, when winter comes, the brothers will only starve to death!" Ni Dazhi couldn't care much anymore, and when he heard Guan Hai's objection, he immediately retorted.

To be honest, many of them envy the days of the Yellow Turban in the south of Qingzhou. For them who have eaten this meal without a meal, Cao Mengde has food and drink, fighting bravely and housing bounty, such a day is simply unavoidable!

"Shut up!" Guan Hai shouted violently, looked around at the Qu Shuai who were about to move, and walked down with the big knife erected on the side.

The big knife was raised high, and when the blade approached Ni Dazhi's neck, when everyone thought that Ni Dazhi was going to die here, they heard a clang, and Guan Hai's long knife had fallen to the ground.

"When General Tiangong raised things, what he wanted to establish was a peaceful and prosperous era, which was a prosperous era without strife and oppression.

Once upon a time, we all forgot our original intention, Bocai Peng Tuo's liucao was careless about people's lives, and Zhao Hong's generation was greedy for power, but our Qingzhou Yellow Turban has always kept our bottom line! ”

Guan Hai sighed deeply, pulled the frightened Ni Dazhi up, and slowly walked to his seat.

"After the death of General Tiangong, our yellow scarves were raised by his mother, so bitter that no one loved him, and the court had to be beaten hard, and he was a thief for life, maybe only we know that the word righteousness has always been in our hearts."

Guan Hai turned around suddenly, "Thinking that Cao Mengde slaughtered millions of innocent people in Xuzhou for his own selfish desires, such a heinous crime, how can we be inflammatory?" It is said that our yellow turbans do a lot of evil, but according to my Guan Hai, he Cao Mengde is the bloody butcher! ”

"So for Cao Mengde, we'd rather die than surrender!"

Guan Hai's words were very enthusiastic, and he suddenly put a final conclusion on the matter, and broke everyone's idea of taking refuge in Cao Mengde. But after all, these people still have to think about their own lives, so they can only reluctantly lower their heads to see if Guan Hai can come up with a way to get the best of both worlds.

"Pass the order down and surround Beihai!"

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and looked at Guan Hai with puzzled expressions.

"Isn't my word clear? The order goes down to fight Beihai tomorrow! Guan Hai took out a crumpled sheepskin map from his sleeve, looked at it and said: "Surrender must be surrendered, but Cao Mengde must not surrender."

Since we can't think about the forces of the people who surrendered, then we force them to come!

As long as we surround Beihai, Kong Wenju will inevitably send a letter to the princes of the world asking for help, and whoever can come to help at that time will surrender to him! ”

Ignoring the reaction of his subordinates at all, Guan Hai was ready to leave after speaking, this is indeed the method he thought of after thinking about it for many days, in his opinion, except for Cao Cao, there is no problem with voting for any of the princes in this vicinity.

But Guan Hai also has his own most optimistic side.

Pulling back the parchment map into his sleeve again, his gaze clearly lingered on the wealthy city of Jianghuai for a long time...