Anyi City, is the seat of Hedong County, the time pushed forward more than 2,000 years, here was once the capital of the late reign of Emperor Yu.

So this place is also known as Yuwang City.

More than 2,000 years have passed, Yuwang City has experienced the change of the capital of Wei during the Warring States Period and the battle of Han Xin in the early Han Dynasty, and has crossed the two Han Dynasty for more than 400 years, and the city wall has long been full of traces of vicissitudes.

From a distance, Anyi City looks like a giant beast that has come from ancient times but is unwilling to succumb to fate, stubbornly lying in place, allowing ants to be devoured by insects but still standing still.

"Is that the White Polish Army besieging the city?"

On a small hillside less than ten miles away from Anyi City, the three of them could see the smoke rising from the city wall and the figures rolling down from the distance.

Hao Meng's task was only to protect Dong Hao, while Chun Yuqiong's eyes flashed and she didn't know what she was thinking. Such two people would not mention anything to directly rush up to attack to relieve the siege of the city, but handed over the decision to Dong Jue.

Dong Hao looked at the sky and saw that it was already evening, so he comforted himself and said that Bai Bo would retreat after a while, and now was not a good time to attack.

After convincing himself, Dong Jue led the people to retreat to the woods behind the hillside.

After sending Lu Zhi to take a few clever people out to inquire about the news and see if he could catch his tongue and come back, Dong Jue arranged for everyone to rest and recuperate, eat dry food and sleep.

I don't know why Niu Fu's army of bandits hasn't come over yet, Anyi is located between Chang'an and Luoyang, and Niu Fu should have received the order to send troops a long time ago, even if the army is not easy to move, there shouldn't be no movement at all.

Niu Fu couldn't count on it, and Dong Jue didn't have a plan to break the siege of the city at all.

And the most important thing is that his target sleeve doesn't know where it is now, even if he repels the white wave and yellow scarf, what is the use of not saving the sleeve.

After all, I can't hide from a pair of fleshy palms.

However, just now when he saw the sparse camp of the Baibo Army, Dong Jue had an idea and wanted to learn from Gan Ning to break into the camp.

The White Polish army has been attacking the city for a day, and the people are sleepy and tired, if they launch a night attack in the second half of the night, they will definitely be able to catch them off guard, and maybe they will break up the rebellious people.

Even if you can't break them up, you can at least relieve a little pressure on the defenders in the city.

The idea was good, but half an hour later, Lu Zhi brought bad news.

They caught their tongues and heard the news that this morning, the White Wave Army had plundered a group of caravans coming from the direction of Luoyang, and there was a beautiful girl wearing pink and purple clothes, whose age and height were very consistent with her sleeves.

That's pretty bad news, but it's not the worst yet.

The worse news is that the amateur scout Lu Zhi and the others not only caught their tongues, but also attracted a tail - a team of hundreds of white wave patrolmen.

Dong Jue sighed helplessly, but he didn't have time to complain about Lu Zhi, the top priority was how to wipe out this hundred-person team here and cover up the news of his arrival of hundreds of people.

"If it goes on like this, it will definitely be exposed. Hao Quchang, Brother Chun, you lead people to continue to lurk here, I will take the brothers of Zuo Ying to lure them away, I will try to lead them to the east plain, you continue to ambush here. ”

Looking up at the sky, Dong Jue continued, "At most, half an hour before it gets dark, you shouldn't be discovered, and after dark, I will find a way to get out of the battle with them, and then come back to join you." ”

Chun Yuqiong frowned and didn't say anything, but Hao Meng disagreed, his original purpose was to protect Dong Hao, how could he let him take the risk himself.

Dong Hao pressed Hao Meng, who wanted to speak, "Your outfit is too eye-catching, and it will attract an army of yellow turbans." Before I came, General Zhonglang (Li Su) said that you should listen to me, and now my words are orders. Don't worry, most of those yellow scarves are pawns and can't catch up with us. ”

After thinking about it, Dong Jue added, "But you also have to continue to pay attention to the situation over there, and if you find something wrong, you will retreat with everyone, I will first take people to the place where we will rest in the afternoon, and then come the same way, we will always meet on the road." ”

Time is running out, Dong Jue is not an expert in strategy and tactics, and he can only come up with such a way for a while, although he knows that this is definitely not the most perfect method, but he has no time to brainstorm.

The White Wave Patrol had already begun to climb the hill, which was not very high, and it would not take a few minutes to reach the top.

Stabilizing Hao Meng and Chun Yuqiong, Dong Jue appeared on the hillside with more than 20 horses, looked at the patrols and the army in the distance from afar, and shouted loudly with a determined look.

"The county town has been besieged for many days, I can't wait for reinforcements, it's already ashamed to defend the city, it's better to kill a few more thieves than to survive, and I'm not alone on the Huangquan Road, brothers, charge with me, let this group of yellow turban miscellaneous know how powerful we are!"

With Dong Hao's shout, more than two dozen people put on a charging formation, shouted and rushed down.

Seeing that there were only about two dozen people charging down, the leader of the patrol sneered and led his men to meet him.

Although it was a top-down charge, there were few people on Dong Hao's side after all, and even if more than half of the hundreds of people on the opposite side were sacrificed, as long as they were dragged off their horses, they could completely annihilate these twenty or so cavalry.

Dong Hao's movements, Hao Meng and Chun Yuqiong naturally heard it, and they glanced at each other and turned their heads to look at the other side, and no one said much.

Many things in this world are not as simple as they seem.

For example, the thoughts of Hao Meng and Chun Yuqiong, and then the Bai Bojun in front of them.

The White Bojun was not the poor people who were wrapped up in the early and middle years of the Yellow Turban Uprising, with yellow faces and thin muscles, and malnutrition.

Under the strong suppression of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Yellow Turban Army that could still persist in the struggle were some outlaws, who were either anti-social elements before they became thieves, or they lost everything they could lose in a few years of war, were defeated by fate, and were completely occupied by negative emotions in their hearts.

No matter which one it is, they are violent elements who will not give in easily, and they are not the rabble that can be crushed at the touch of a touch as Dong Hao imagined.

As soon as he got started, Dong Jue found that he had made a mistake in judgment, and mowing the grass or something was simply a joke.

With the momentum of the war horse, although Dong Hui's spear easily pierced the chest of a white wave soldier, before he could withdraw the spear, the white wave soldier who was strung with a gourd actually shouted and reached out to his war horse.

Dong Jue was startled, and hurriedly threw away the spear and pulled the reins to dodge, dodging and dodging, but the long weapon in his hand was lost.

In desperation, Dong Jue could only continue to control the horse and turn in the predetermined eastward direction.

The cavalry's arrows arced through the patrol's weak flanks and quickly rushed towards the plains to the east.

The leader of Baibo laughed, pulled over a war horse, shook off the dead officers and soldiers on it, turned over and shouted on the horse.

The patrolmen howled and chased after Dong Jue in the direction he had fled.

Dong Jue trembled and glanced back, just this time, his team was reduced by nearly half, and Lu Zhi and a few people followed him, with blood stains on their bodies, and their faces were full of solemnity that they had never seen before.

A charge, after paying the lives of nearly ten comrades, made all the officers and soldiers of the Left Battalion, including Dong Hui, who had never been on the battlefield, realize the cruelty of the word war.

War is never child's play, but a struggle between flesh and blood against the meat grinder.