Jiang Hong stood on the city wall with a depressed face, looking at it, the army had been set off for almost a week, so why didn't anyone come to ask for help.

Obviously, there are so many remnants of the yellow turban outside, according to the development of the script, you should go to the neighbors to kill and loot, and then someone will report to the official for help, so that I can go out and kill the enemy army and collect war merits, isn't it? Could it be that the script is wrong, hey!! Director, arrange a personal report to the official!! Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to do it.

Jiang Hong wanted to tell those people that the Changshe had been lifted, the Yellow Turban had failed, and Bocai would not have lived long, could you not have fled to the mountains again, come to report to the official, I will give you the most sincere care and the best service, can you come personally。。。。。

After chattering for a long time, there was still no one.

"No, I remember that the battle of Changshe was not long before the fall of Bocai, and if it dragged on, most of the wounded soldiers recovered, and as soon as the edict came, it was only to return to the large army, although it was a tun chief, but it was still necessary to rush to the front line, and then there was a Zhang Jiao boss to fight, and if you didn't do it, your life would not be guaranteed, wouldn't you come, wouldn't Lao Tzu go out to forage for food by himself?" Jiang Hong gritted his teeth and said in his heart.

The order from above is to stick to the long society, wait for the edict, and take the initiative to attack, and will definitely violate the military order, but the military order will not be subject to the foreign military order, and he will make up a lie, go out of the city to exterminate the remnants of the Yellow Turban, and rescue the people of the Han Dynasty.

After making up his mind, Jiang Hong was ready to find his colleagues to tell him about the matter, if Huangfu Song insisted on being held responsible, it would be a big deal to dismiss him, he would have defected to Boss Cao a long time ago, be a staff member, analyze the general trend in the early stage, and live well even if he has seniority in the later stage. If you cut off your head, you should not be so cruel in saying that Huangfu Song, as long as the long society is not lost.

As for the failure of the troops? Jiang Hong doesn't have this option in his heart, people are in a stable environment, and there is a back road, why not go to fight, if there is no back road, it depends on personal ability and opportunities, it is another story, not to mention that the remnants of the yellow turban outside the city are already scattered by the guerrillas, and they can't make any big waves, besides, they have always picked soft persimmons and pinched them.

The process in the middle is not described in detail, after a bit of abolition, the other three said that you are happy, we don't know anything if something happens, just don't talk about us, in short, this is what I want to express.

With his subordinates, he walked out of the Changshe and took a sharp breath, Jiang Hong couldn't help but sigh:

"Oh, the breath of freedom, freedom!!!!!!!!!!!"

Counted his subordinates again, not much, 96 people, 32 of them were not completely injured, but it was harmless, as early as a few decades ago, Taizu used a sixteen-character mantra to teach us how to develop and grow under the inferior forces.

The enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and disturbs us, the enemy is tired and I fight, and the enemy retreats and I pursue. Jiang Hong thought about it, in fact, this is also in the case of occupying the geographical advantage, making full use of it, although he is not familiar with the surrounding environment, but most of the remnants of the yellow scarves are brought from other places, they are not familiar, half a catty and eight taels, who is afraid of whom!! Besides, I also brought a local militia with me when I left, so we have a great advantage.

Besides, the combat effectiveness, physical strength, discipline and marching speed of individual soldiers on his side are much better than those of the remnants of the Yellow Turban, Jiang Hong thought about it for a long time, but he didn't find a reason for his failure, we have a great advantage.

The first day passed in Jiang Hong's cranky thoughts, the hot weather couldn't make Jiang Hong fall asleep at all, plus he was stationed in the woods, there were a lot of mosquitoes, Jiang Hong was upset by the buzzing disturbance, Zhang Fan slept sweetly, and Jiang Hong was envious, jealous and hateful.

When the sun rises, the sunlight shines through the trees, and the pillars of light shine on the ground, forming one spot after another, and it is beautiful in an instant. Yangguan woke up everything, and also woke up Jiang Hong and the others who were asleep, Jiang Hong, who fell asleep very late last night, was seriously sleep-deprived, with red eyes, and viciously gnawed the dry food in his hand, tearing the food in his mouth like tearing an enemy.

Jiang Hong really wanted to sleep for a while, but there were priorities, and he still knew this clearly, so he endured his sleepiness, and also looked for him, approached him, killed him, tore him apart, like a grain cake in his hand, and then ate it all.

But it backfired, for a few days, Jiang Hong did not see the slightest trace of the enemy, near noon, in order to avoid the hot weather, Jiang Hong had no choice but to see a small forest on the side of the road, only let his subordinates rest for a while, and continue to search after the weather cooled down a little.

Leaning on the trunk of the tree, taking off his armor, a gust of wind blew, Jiang Hong couldn't help but squint, enjoying the hard-won refreshment, and the drowsiness gradually became over, and after a while, Jiang Hong fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, an hour, maybe two hours, his subordinates woke up the sleeping Jiang Hong, Jiang Hong opened his eyes in a daze, looked around, didn't say anything, then leaned on the trunk of the tree again, and asked lazily:

"What's going on?"

"Tun Chief, not far from the front, the reconnoisseurs found a group of yellow turbans besieging a small Wu Fort."

"Oh." Jiang Hong didn't react after hearing this, he fell asleep in a daze, and was just about to continue sleeping, when suddenly the whole person jumped up and said excitedly:

"There's a yellow scarf? Where is it? How many people? How's the gear morale? ”

A series of questions blurted out, but fortunately, this soldier was also clever, paused and then said:

"It's just ten miles ahead, no more than fifteen miles, there are probably hundreds of people, and I don't know what the morale of the equipment is."

The surrounding subordinates had already rested, but seeing that Jiang Hong had been asleep and no one had come to wake him up, everyone was happy to be lazy.

After Jiang Hong heard this, he couldn't help himself excitedly, and said in his heart:

"Is this just stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it takes no effort to get it, he just sleeps well, and there is such a miracle effect as sleeping? Looks like I'm going to have to sleep a few more times in the future. ”

When Jiang Hong and his party arrived at the scene, Jiang Hong took a cursory look, there were about 300 people in the yellow scarves, of which half were the old and young, women and children, and several simple ladders were set up on the wall, which should be called ladders, because the wall of the Wu Fort was not high.

It seems that there are still people in this group of yellow turbans who know a little about warfare, at least they didn't attack empty-handed, and they were simple and simple, but they were still very effective, and it was very uncomfortable to see the guards on Wu Fort.

Wang Ming is very uncomfortable now, in normal times, he doesn't care about this handful of yellow scarves at all, as a veteran who has fought with foreign tribes on the border of Bingzhou for more than ten years, if it weren't for his leg being stabbed by a half-sized Hun and scrapped, it is estimated that he is already an officer now.

Fortunately, the family remembered that they had been soldiers for a long time, and they may have been a family hundreds of years ago, so they hired themselves as a military attache instructor and trained some family soldiers for them.

It is said that the owner of this house is still related to Wang Yun, the new assassin of Yuzhou in the current dynasty, and there is a slight relationship, and I don't know if it's true or not.

Before the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out, Bo Cai led his Yellow Turban Department to sweep most of Yuzhou, this timid family head ordered to leave a few sub-families and housekeepers, and then took his own old and young and a few wives and concubines to Pingyu for refuge, and took away dozens of family soldiers that he had been training, leaving only these servants and subordinates who had not been on the battlefield, and they didn't even know how to take a gun.

I tried my best to speed up the time, but in the face of these yellow turbans with low combat effectiveness, if I hadn't dragged a stump around to fight fires, this Wu Fort would have been captured a long time ago.