"Great sage and good teacher, the last general will ask for battle!"

Just after talking about the good situation of the Yellow Turban Army, the voices of the battle echoed in this camp, and the excited faces and greedy eyes really frightened the people who were still awake now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

They have changed, they are no longer an army that revolts to liberate the poor, this rich Si Li, this city full of gold, has made their breath become hot, since they can't find a feudal marquis three thousand miles away, then why not be a rich man!

At this moment, in the hands of these clay-legged rulers, what they see is not the poor people who work hard in the fields and do not get a trace of payment, but the gold all over the ground in the family, the round Zhu Yu, and the beautiful women with outstanding demeanor, all of which should be the reward for the success of their uprising!

Looking at the group of crazy leaders below, Zhang Jiao felt all kinds of pressure from the incompetence of the leader class for the first time, and now that the uprising has not yet succeeded, they all thought of dividing the fruit, which really made Zhang Jiao, the great master, can't help but feel a burst of anger.

If it weren't for the imminent battle in the past two days, he really wanted to immediately drag out a few people to be beheaded, in order to correct the atmosphere, but not now, this pre-war killing of the general, the blow to morale is not a little bit, he Zhang Jiao did not dare to make this bet, let alone try the serious consequences of killing the general, because the Yellow Turban Army, after all, is still a religious rebel army, not a war that has gone through hundreds of years, and the soldiers are firmly convinced, as long as they have the slightest turmoil, it will cause a big tsunami.

Looking at the crazy situation below, Zhang Jiao, the world's top great master, actually had a feeling of powerlessness.

"Deng Mao!"

When the words came to his lips, Zhang Jiao, who still hesitated for a moment, finally chose him, a disciple who could be trusted and had high prestige, and let him lead the troops to engage in battle, which seemed to be a good choice.

Thinking of Zhang Jiao here, he couldn't help but smile bitterly again, the big tent full of generals was actually left with only a few people to use, this is the sorrow of the Yellow Turban Army, and this is the slim future of the toiling masses.

"The last general!"

Although Deng Mao's IQ is not high, he is not greedy for fame and fortune, but he still feels the slightest trace of undue greed at the top of the Yellow Turban Army, so he is loyal to Zhang Jiao, and after hearing Zhang Jiao's call, he stood up and answered loudly.

"I order you to command your own troops and horses, as the vanguard of my whole army, and attack Luoyang!"

Zhang Jiao's order, the Qu Shuai and the commander in the room all stared at Deng Mao, but because he was also Qu Shuai and made great contributions in Xiaquyang, even if everyone was dissatisfied, they never put it forward.

"Obey the order, I will be a great sage and good teacher, and I will fight to the death for the yellow scarf."

Deng Mao, who did not agree with an impassioned expression, knew the difficulties he would face, and the opponent he was about to face was Lu Zhi, a rare master of the art of war in the imperial court, and the 30,000 elite Han troops he controlled could be used as ten if he played properly, not to mention that there were 50,000 county soldiers! In this battle, he saw it more clearly than anyone else, and he was more cautious than anyone else, and there was no big mistake in being careful.

"Go, prepare the army and horses, and set out early tomorrow morning!"

Zhang Jiao, who waved his hand, looked forward to bringing a big victory and rectifying his own commanders, otherwise, with their current mentality, how many days would they be able to hold on to Luoyang City?

You know, their original intention was to let the common people live a good life, but now they are thinking about the life of getting rich one by one, how is this good, if you don't rectify it, sooner or later, this Yellow Turban Army will be filthy by them, and they will not die.

"Whoa."

Deng Mao, who strode down, was followed by eight commanders, including Han Yuan.

Looking up, the clear sky, the white clouds, the bright sunshine, this is a scene full of life; Looking back, the noisy tent, the red eyes, and the dark heart, this is an unbearable scene.

Thinking of the big tent full of people and the leaders who talked loudly, Han Yuan couldn't help but have a sentence popping out of his heart: "If you want to make it perish, you must first make it crazy!" ”

Isn't that the case with today's Yellow Turban Army?

……

"Do you have any suggestions for tomorrow's march?"

For tomorrow's promotion, Deng Mao, who had just returned to the station, convened his eight commanders to discuss.

When asked about Han Yuan, he just shook his head lightly and was silent.

After all, this world is not the end of the Han Dynasty that he is familiar with, even if all kinds of Taoism are rampant, the war drums at the head of Quyang City also shocked him, after capturing Quyang, he went to see it, the cowhide drum, very ordinary, but why can the combat effectiveness of the Han army increase sharply?

Don't say anything, the Han army is awake and excited when they hear the war drums, that's just.

asked Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao said that he didn't know much about this soldier's spell, and guessed that it was a secret technique to boost morale, which was cast by Yang Fang in Xia Quyang, but it was just a guess.

Similarly, a supporting role that didn't even leave a name was so powerful, so what kind of strength should Lu Zhi, one of the three commanders in the late Han Dynasty, become, which troubled Han Yuan, and the existence of various unnatural factors made him dare not easily assert a big battle that would affect the future trend.

"Well, since everyone doesn't have any opinions, then the various battalions will arrange your military horses, and the army will start tomorrow."

Thinking about the trend of the future war, Deng Mao is also worried, there is no way, let's take one step at a time.

……

Deng Mao is the vanguard of the whole army, and Han Yuan is the vanguard of Deng Mao, it can be said that he is the vanguard of the entire Yellow Turban, Han Yuan has no doubts, because his troops are indeed the top in Deng Mao's department, but Deng Mao next to Han Yuan is a little ruined his mood, you say that you are a commander, don't press the rear cushion formation, at least you sit in the Chinese army, but you ran to the front army to talk to me is a few meanings, if you have a good one, this yellow turban directly gg Smecta.

"Han Yuan, my brother is stupid, the teacher asked you to accompany my brother and plan it, you can take good care of the entire battlefield!"

Deng Mao, who arched his hand, thought about the current situation, and had to sell Han Yuan a cute cuteness as if he was having fun.

"Qu Shuai can rest assured, he should be an assistant to Qu Shuai from afar, and establish immortal meritorious deeds."

Han Yuan, who was helpless, knew that Deng Mao, a big man with a straight intestine, would not harm anyone, so he nodded slightly helplessly.

"Hehe, even the teacher said that you are thoughtful and resourceful, and it seems that your brother is going to lie on your brother's merits."

Deng Mao, who smiled, complimented Han Yuan.

In the battle against Quyang, Han Yuan's ability to grasp all kinds of strategies made him admire, so he had already made plans to make Han Yuan the brain of this army, and he was the mouth to assist Han Yuan in issuing orders.

"Han Yuan?"

After hearing that Han Yuan did not answer, but looked ahead with a frown, Deng Mao glanced at the empty front and called out again.

"Officers and soldiers ambush!"

Han Yuan, who had been pondering for a while, took a deep breath in Deng Mao's surprised gaze and said his judgment.