"There is a cavalry captain Gongsun Zhan, brave and good at fighting, killing the enemy is not counting to save the army from fire and water, meritorious service and praying that the Son of Heaven will see clearly, and award the general Fenwei Beizhong Lang to worship Lu Zhi"

Lu Zhi put down the brush, picked up the fold and blew it a few times, dried it, and picked up another fold on the desk, saying left and right: "Fold these two pieces to Luoyang, hurry up, and there must be no mistakes." ”

The left and right did not dare to slack off, respectfully took the fold, and then went out of the big tent.

Only then did Lu Zhi take off his bloody robe, untie the sword at his waist, and was about to instruct the guards to fetch water, prepare to wash up, and rest for a while.

Before he could speak, he heard a soldier outside the tent come to report.

"My lord, there is a court supervisor who has arrived outside the camp."

"Overseers?" Lu Zhi frowned, turned around and put on the tattered and bloody battle robe, and said, "Come with me to greet him." ”

Outside, the king's order is not affected, and when the mechanism is appropriate, it is the reason to win. Emperor Ling handed over the army to him Lu Zhi, but now he sent a prison army, doesn't he distrust him Lu Zhi?

Although Lu Zhi was unhappy in his heart, no matter who the prison army was, after all, he was the Son of Heaven and could not be lazy, so he soon came to the outside of the camp and saw: flags fluttering, chariots and horses were solemn, and the sound of ceremonial music.

Is this a battlefield supervisor or a parade amusement?

Seeing this, Lu Zhi became more and more dissatisfied in his heart.

When the prison soldier walked out of the tent, Lu Zhi's eyes narrowed, and his mind quickly turned.

Eunuch!

This is a eunuch.

"Beizhong Lang General Lu Zhi, waiting for the supervising army."

Lu Zhi arched his hand with an indifferent expression.

"Yo," the eunuch looked up and down carefully, and saw Lu Zhi wearing a blood-stained robe, and said with a smile: "Lord Lu is working hard, tsk, look at this robe, isn't it picked up from the beggars?" ”

"Presumptuous!"

As soon as Gongsun Zan and the other generals Lu Zhibu heard this, they immediately rushed into anger, and one by one the swords were unsheathed, staring at the eunuchs with fierce eyes.

The eunuch was shocked, he couldn't help but feel furious in his heart, he laughed dryly, and only stared at Lu Zhi.

"Stand down."

Lu Zhi waved his hand, drank the generals, walked side by side with the eunuchs, entered the camp, and went to the main account.

"I heard that Lord Lu broke the yellow scarf in several battles, so he must have gained something, right?"

The eunuch squinted at Lu Zhi and said with a smile: "I don't know"

The implication is to ask for a bribe.

"What's the catch?"

Lu Zhi pretended not to know, and said: "My army is struggling, and the salary of food, grass and military salaries is a big problem. ”

"Oh?"

The eunuch smiled, as if he didn't care, but he opened the topic and said, "I don't know when Lord Lu will be able to break through Ye County, and our family will report to the Son of Heaven." ”

"Lord Supervisor, there are 500,000 yellow turbans in Ye County, and our army is only 40,000 or 50,000, but it is difficult to capture in a hurry. However, the champion Hou trapped the thief's first Zhang Jiao in Guangzong, and Cheng Zhiyuan, the first thief of Ye County, had already sent troops to the rescue. ”

In fact, Lu Zhi has nothing to say.

"Oh, that's right," the eunuch's eyes rolled, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

After arranging the eunuchs to supervise the army, Lu Zhi gathered a group of subordinates to discuss the next step of the march.

In the account of the eunuch of the supervising army.

"My lord, this Lu Zhite is not a thing!"

An entourage said: "What do you say, my lord, I am also a supervisor appointed by the Son of Heaven, and a celebrity under the command of Marquis Zhang." This Lu Zhi is neither salty nor light, not only did he not hold a banquet to entertain him, but he did not even have a little filial piety, he was not a son of man, he was not a son of man! ”

"Humph!"

The prison soldier laughed twice and said, "I won't let him have a good time!" Take a pen and paper at once, and this lord will go to the book to the Son of Heaven to cure him of the sin of being afraid of thieves and holding back! ”

Gwangjong.

After a few days of cultivation, Zhang Jiao temporarily recovered some vitality, but because he was worried about the current situation in the city and the enemy army outside the city, there was always a sense of depression in his chest, which made him a little breathless.

Gwangjong is, after all, a county seat. Although the city walls have been strengthened and heightened, they are still not impregnable. There is not much food in the city, and the huge consumption of 60,000 people is difficult to support for a long time.

Outside the city, the Youzhou cavalry galloped vertically and horizontally, harassing and provoking from time to time, and feigning to attack, which made people very helpless.

In the face of this extremely unfavorable situation, no matter how fast Zhang Jiao's brain turns, he only has a headache.

Guangzong turned out to be a cage for 60,000 Yellow Turban troops.

"What should I do? What should I do? ”

Zhang Jiao walked back and forth, asking himself depressedly.

"A battle, annihilating the enemy?"

Zhang Jiao laughed at himself, if the 30,000 elites under his command had not been defeated by Liu Yuan, then there would be a fight. But the problem is that these Yellow Turban sons already have a psychological shadow in the face of the Youzhou Army, and they can take out fifty percent of their combat power, even if God blesses them.

"Breakout?"

The only way to do this is to break out of the siege, leave Guangzong, enter Ye County in the east, and join Cheng Zhiyuan to reverse the situation.

But the Youzhou army is cavalry, how can the two-legged Yellow Turban Army win? Leaving the walls of Guangzong, in the wilderness, they are all lambs to be slaughtered!

"Waiting for reinforcements!"

Zhang Jiao made up his mind. In the past few days, Cheng Zhiyuan must have learned that Zhang Jiao was trapped in Guangzong, and he would definitely send a large army to come to the rescue. When the time comes, the inside and the outside should be combined to defeat the Youzhou Army, and it will naturally be the sea and the sky!

"But you can't let the Youzhou Army be so arrogant!" Zhang Jiao thought to himself, although he decided to wait for reinforcements, if the Youzhou army was allowed to be so presumptuous, the morale of the army in the city would collapse sooner or later. As soon as the army's heart is lost, Guangzong will be self-defeating!

Therefore, we must make some achievements, first, to deter the Youzhou army, let them know that although the Yellow Turban Erlang is defeated, it is not a paper paste, and second, to improve morale and faith, and strengthen the army's heart, so that they can hold on to the moment when reinforcements arrive.

"Someone!" Zhang Jiao made up his mind and immediately gave an order: "Gather the Yellow Turban Warriors, go out of the city with this Heavenly Master, and attack the Youzhou Army!" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Jiao took off the Chunjun sword hanging on the wall, hung it at his waist, and strode out of the door.

Outside the city, Youzhou military camp.

"Lord, there is movement in Guangzong City!"

When Liu Yuan heard the report, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Tell me in detail!" ”

"Yes. Just now, the news came that in Guangzong City, Zhang Jiao had gathered a thousand Yellow Turban wrestlers and was heading to the south gate. ”

"South Gate" Liu Yuan pondered for a moment and asked Dian Wei on his side: "Who is in charge of the South Gate of Guangzong?" ”

"Hehe, young master, it's Liu Beijun's turn to disturb the south gate today." Dian Wei laughed.

"Haha, providence!" Liu Yuan's face flashed with joy: "Just watch the show!" ”

Liu Yuan was thinking in his heart: If Zhang Jiao goes out of the city, how can Liu Bei let it go? Hey, whether Zhang Jiao died at the hands of Liu Bei or Liu Bei died at the hands of Zhang Jiao, he Liu Yuan was the winner! However, with the level of Liu Bei and Guan Yu, I am afraid that they will not be able to kill Zhang Jiao. The biggest possibility is that Liu Bei is defeated and Zhang Jiao wins.

At the south gate, Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Jian Yong stood side by side, and thousands of people under their command were shouting and scolding the Yellow Turban soldiers on the Guangzong city wall. Up to the eighteenth generation of ancestors, down to the twentieth generation of descendants, they have all become the target of Liu Beijun's scolding.

Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Army, which had been gloomy and silent on the city wall, suddenly erupted in cheers, and then, the city gate creaked open!

Liu Bei's face changed, and he hurriedly asked the army to line up in battle.

As the city gate opened, I saw a yellow turban warrior running out with a Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe and gray beard.

"This is" Liu Bei frowned, and then his face showed joy: "Zhang Jiao!" ”

"Second brother! Now is the time for my brother to make a name for himself! Liu Bei choked and pulled out the double-strand sword at his waist, and laughed: "Zhang Jiao is right in front of him, behead him, we are the great heroes of the Han Dynasty!" ”

"Big brother, just Zhang Jiao, the little brother will do it for you, don't need the big brother to do it!"

Guan Yu squinted his eyes, tightened the Qinglong Sword in his hand, and rode out.

"Zhang Jiao Demon Dao, a certain Hedong Guan Yu, remember, you died under my Qinglong Yanyue Knife!" Guan Yu leaned over slightly, the Qinglong knife dragged backwards, and bursts of knife qi galloped with the war horse, pulling a long mud pit on the ground.

Zhang Jiao didn't look at Guan Yu's crimson face, a pair of eyes stared at Guan Yu's right hand holding the Glaive Knife, staring at the Qinglong Knife that was flying wildly with its sand and stones, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, smiled, followed Guan Yu, Zhang Jiao clamped the horse's belly, and also greeted him.

"Do you think you are Liu Yuan, dare to compete with this Heavenly Master?!"

Seeing that the two horses were approaching, Guan Yu twisted his wrist, and a round of big knives stirred up the sword qi to shake the air, and was about to cut it down with a knife, but he didn't expect Zhang Jiao to take a step faster, and the Chunjun Sword stabbed from afar, and with a scream that tore through the air, a sword qi that was invisible to the naked eye flew out from the tip of the Chunjun Sword and went straight to Guan Yu's door.

"That's amazing!"

Guan Yu said secretly, and the Qinglong knife moved diagonally for a few minutes, and slashed down with one sword, which could be worthy of slashing the sword qi

'Whew! ’

As if water had entered boiling oil, Guan Yu's wrist flicked, and the Qinglong Sword was actually bounced up half a foot high by a sword qi in this void!

At this time, Zhang Jiao was already on the side, and the Chunjun sword stabbed out diagonally, and it was about to pierce from Guan Yu's armpit.

A burst of cold chill made Guan Yu's pores rise, and cold sweat slipped out in an instant.

But Guan Yu is Guan Yu after all, although he is not shocked, but with a turn of his wrist and a withdrawal of his elbow, the hilt of the Qinglong knife passes through his chest, just against the tip of the Chunjun sword!

'When! ’

With a clear metal clash sound, the two horses staggered, Guan Yu's arms trembled, and when he looked back, his face was tense, and he looked at Zhang Jiao very jealously.

"Hahaha, red-faced thief, you still want to take the surname of this heavenly master?!"

Zhang Jiao tried Guan Yu's ability in two moves, knowing that although this person was strong, he couldn't threaten himself, so he laughed, making Guan Yu, who had spoken wildly before, blush and purple, very embarrassed.

"Demon Dao, don't hurt my second brother!"

At this time, Liu Bei also rode his horse and rushed over.

When Guan Yu missed his first move, Liu Bei knew that Guan Yu was not Zhang Jiao's opponent. When the two of them are staggered, how can Liu Bei still be able to stand aside and watch the play? You can only go to the battle formation.

"Hahaha, come on, come on, it's all waste, this Heavenly Master has taken care of it together!"

Zhang Jiao didn't look back, and made a backhand sword, only to hear a sonorous sound, and knocked back the sword that Liu Bei attacked from behind.

At this time, Guan Yu also relieved himself, raised the Qinglong knife, rode his horse and galloped, and cut off his head, the momentum, as if he was going to cut Zhang Jiao and the horse into four sections!

"Hmm!"

Zhang Jiao was about to meet the Qinglong Sword with a sword, but suddenly snorted, his eyes bulged out, the strength of the wrist holding the sword was loosened, and his left hand pulled the reins of the horse, and he rushed out to the side in embarrassment, which was able to avoid Guan Yu's sharp knife!

Bang!

A two-meter-long pit was cut out of Guan Yu's knife on the ground.

"So fast!"

Zhang Jiao roared angrily, his eyes were blazing, but he was staring straight at Liu Bei!

I saw that blood had burst out of Zhang Jiao's right shoulder!

Liu Bei!

It's Liu Bei!

Fast! Soon!

Zhang Jiao repelled Liu Bei with a sword, under normal circumstances, Liu Bei would never have stabbed the second sword so quickly, but unexpectedly, Liu Bei not only stabbed the second sword, but also quietly stabbed the second sword!

Because Zhang Jiao didn't do his best, he didn't drum up his blood, and he was stabbed in the shoulder by Liu Bei with a sword! Although it was not pierced, it greatly affected the right arm, and the combat power of the whole body was suddenly reduced by two percent!

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