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The army galloping on the road, Zhu Jun took the lead in running at the forefront, because of the rapid march, all the cavalry were slightly tired, due to the scarcity of cavalry, each cavalry only had a horse in the crotch, at this time the corners of the horse's mouth were salivating, and the mouth was slightly foaming.

"General, General." Cao Cao, who was galloping behind Zhu Jun, shouted from afar, because the horses were of different levels and had different running abilities. Cao Cao's crotch is an ordinary war horse, but Zhu Jun is riding a BMW.

After Zhu Jun slowed down slightly, Cao Cao galloped up and said, "General, because our army is too fast, there is no shortage of people, and the horses are tired. If you march like this, let alone kill the enemy, it's good if the war horse doesn't get tired and die. ”

Zhu Jun's brows furrowed tightly, and the intelligence soldiers sent information that Sun Wentai, who had always been brave and good at fighting, was defeated. The 5,000 soldiers and horses were defeated by the 3,000 men and horses of the Yellow Turban Army, and the grain and grass were also hijacked, which couldn't help but make him feel unanxious.

However, turning to look at the tired soldiers and horses, the helpless Zhu Jun ordered to repair on the spot for a while, feed the horses, and continue to send people to the front to find out the information.

"Mengde." Zhu Jun, who had a somewhat hoarse voice, called Cao Cao not far away.

"What does the general command?"

Zhu Jun looked at Cao Cao carefully, and said in a hoarse voice: "Meng De, you are a good seedling." The Han Dynasty is now full of disasters and devastation. We are old, and the future of the Han depends only on you. ”

Among the three famous generals of the contemporary era, Huangfu Song is the first and is famous for being good at leading troops in battle. The second is him Zhu Jun, in terms of the ability to lead troops, Zhu Jun is inferior to Huangfu Song, but he is the best at promoting young generals. As for Lu Zhi, he is famous for his upright use of soldiers.

Cao Cao hurriedly said: "Lian Po is still able to eat meat at seventy, why is the general old?" At this time, as the general said, when the country is in danger, without the leadership of the generals, it is impossible to calm the world. ”

"Mengde." Zhu Jun interrupted Cao Cao's words and said, "Do you know why I still urged the soldiers and horses to rush forward to rescue after receiving the information that Sun Wentai had fled from the army? ”

"This, please make it clear to the general." Cao Cao was puzzled in his heart. On the way, he had already received the news of Sun Wentai's defeat, and the grain and grass of the Han army had already fallen into the hands of the thief Zhang Bao, but Zhu Jun, as the commander, still kept urging the march.

"Because Zhang Bao is terrible. It is said that the old man is good at promoting young generals, but the old man is good at observation. ”

Zhu Jun took a sip of water from the water bladder handed over by Cao Cao, and then said: "The Yellow Turban Army is a flock of sheep, even if the group of sheep is vigorous, this is still not terrible. A sheep is a sheep after all, and the courage of a sheep is timid after all. But Zhang Bao is different, Zhang Bao is a wolf, a fierce and cunning head wolf. A flock of sheep is not terrible, but a flock of sheep led by a fierce and cunning head wolf is terrible. Therefore, Zhang Bao, as the head wolf, must die, and only when Zhang Bao dies can this group of sheep recover their nature of waiting for slaughter. ”

"Zhang Bao will not die, and the Yellow Turban thieves will never stop. This is the best time to kill Zhang Bao. If he is allowed to join the Yellow Turban army, it will be much more difficult to kill him. Zhu Jun's fangning's face made Cao Cao feel a little unfamiliar.

If Zhang Bao heard such a high evaluation of a contemporary celebrity, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

"General, there are three people in total, Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang. The general said Zhang Bao, what about Zhang Jiao and Zhang Liang? The two of them also made a lot of trouble in Jizhou, and General Lu could only go deep and high, blocking his footsteps to the south. Cao Cao asked curiously.

Zhu Jun shook his head and said: "Lu Zigan is a great Confucian in the sea, and he is upright with soldiers. However, the soldiers are treacherous, and the upright teachers give people a bright and upright momentum. It is okay to deal with the above and fair, but it is slightly insufficient to deal with the cunning. The use of soldiers is the main thing, and the odd is the supplement. Lu Zigan only has the main and no auxiliary, which is the weakness of his troops. ”

"As for Zhang Jiao, he is just a sour talent, so he should not be afraid. Zhang Liang is even more reckless, and he can be captured with a plan, so why worry? But Zhang Bao is definitely a big problem. ”

"The students were taught." Cao Cao gave Zhu Jun a student's gift to the teacher. At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the style of learning was prosperous, and the general liked to call himself a Confucian general, and teaching his subordinates was equivalent to teaching his knowledge, so he could be called a teacher.

"Tap, tap, tap," the earth shook, the mountains trembled, and countless birds and beasts fled because of the sound of horses crashing on the earth.

A group of cavalry galloped along the dusty road, and a large Chinese character fluttered in the wind on the bright banner. The armor is bright and the swords are shining, all of which show the elite of this cavalry.

The face of the Yellow Turban Army in charge of the lookout changed, coming, coming. The Han cavalry, which made all the Yellow Turban troops frightened, rushed forward under the leadership of Zhu Jun.

Cao Cao, who was galloping, had sharp eyes, and suddenly saw where the Yellow Turban Army at the foot of the mountain was lying or sitting down. "General, look, Yellow Turban Thief."

At this time, the Yellow Turban Army had already discovered the galloping Han army, which would jump up from the ground like a frightened rabbit and flee to the mountain behind it.

Zhu Jun was in a state of spirit, what he was most afraid of was that this group of yellow turban thieves escaped directly after plundering the grain and grass, and it would not be easy to stop and intercept Zhang Bao at that time.

"Catch up with me, and leave no one behind." Zhu Jun took the lead and gave a cruel order at the same time.

"Kill"

The cavalry behind riveted their horsepower, as if they had lost the reins, and the steel knives in their hands were raised high, just waiting to catch up with the thieves and split them in half with a single sword. This is the favorite thing of all cavalrymen, with the help of the power of the horse, the knife falls directly in the hand, this soft feeling is not experienced by ordinary infantrymen. It's as enjoyable as an orgasm.

Closer, closer. The fleeing Yellow Turbans could already feel the wind from the cavalry behind. The cavalryman's face was full of smirk, and the steel knife in his hand swung down, and he could soon feel the feeling of climax.

"Whew" a sharp arrow with lightning speed, accurately penetrating the chest of this cavalryman, and the powerful follow-up force pierced the body of the cavalryman behind him straight after penetrating a cavalryman.

"Ho-ho..."

The fleeing Yellow Turban felt something strange behind him, and hurriedly turned his head: the cavalryman who was closely following him had wide eyes, two meaningless syllables came out of his throat, and he tilted his body and fell from his horse. The heavy body fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.

"General, this Yellow Turban Army is probably the one who lures the enemy. The general must not chase. Cao Cao shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, Zhu Jun, who was stationed on the horse, his face sank. Originally, he thought that this was a small strand of yellow scarves that had fallen behind, but looking at the posture, he was afraid that it was really a lure to the enemy soldiers.

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