When Zhou Cang saw this situation, he also muttered in his heart, Pei Yuanshao's eldest brother Pei Yuanji is dead, he can't think of doing anything stupid. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Brother Pei, where are you going?" Zhou Cang hurriedly walked over and asked puzzledly.

"I want to fight and avenge my brother!" The corners of Pei Yuanshao's mouth grinned slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

Zhou Cang suddenly looked at Pei Yuanshao with a black line, the other party was Sun Jian, who was able to wipe out more than 10,000 bandits in Xuchang with more than 1,000 people.

Zhou Cang secretly thought, it is estimated that the Yellow Turban Barracks will be able to fight with Sun Jian!

While speaking, Zhou Cang and Pei Yuanshao were already standing at the door of the big tent, and the soldiers standing guard immediately walked to the big tent and said goodbye.

Then, Zhou Cang and Evil Pei Yuanshao walked into the big tent and saw Wang Liu, who was talking endlessly.

"Be generous, use heavy codes in troubled times, beware of disasters within the Xiao wall!"

Wang Liu's hands were folded, and he said in a deep voice, the Yellow Turban Legion is a golden jade outward defeat, and this siege of Changshe has already shaken the hearts of the army.

If at this time, someone raises their arms and exhales, it is very likely that the rabble in front of them will disappear without a trace like a scattered cloud.

Bo Cai snorted coldly, it is undeniable that some people were indeed forced to follow, their houses were burned down, and their food was robbed, and they could not sit still and starve to death.

The corners of Bocai's mouth grinned slightly, and he said faintly: "This is also true, the great sage and good teacher are not ladylike, and the disciple Tang Zhou betrayed the Holy Sect at the key test, and the people's hearts are unpredictable!" ”

When Zhou Cang heard this, he beat his chest a few times, and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, Zhou Cang swears to follow Dafang." ”

Pei Yuanshao, who was on the side, knelt on one knee and said in a hoarse voice: "Dafang, I am willing to rashly attack Changshe City, and the city is dead!" ”

"Okay, let's take a break first, things are not so simple, Huangfu Song will not sit still." Bocai waved his hand and said loudly.

Pei Yuanshao nodded when he heard this, Bocai generously loves the people like a son, which is obvious to all in the Yellow Turban Legion, so Pei Yuanshao and Zhou Cang bent down together and prepared to retire.

"The king will leave you to go down too, I need to be quiet!"

As he spoke, Bo Cai turned around, and Wang Liu seemed to want to say something, but Zhou Cang pulled his left hand and lifted it outside the big tent like a duck.

The winter sun is warm and pleasant, and the cold wind is raging, but the air is not so cold.

Not far away, the bare branches of the trees swayed in the wind, Bo Cai led his own soldiers to inspect the barracks, looking at the scarred yellow turban soldiers in the big tent, he slowly closed his eyes.

At this time, 10,000 Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army came from Yangzhai, and their arrival brought a warm current to the entire military camp!

The trick of the Yellow Turban Legion all the way to attack the city is that there are many people, and there was a burst of cheerful laughter at the gate of the barracks, and then a hundred and ten, tens of thousands of people laughed from the heart, the earth shook, and the sound shook the world!

After Bo Cai finished inspecting the barracks, he had already made up his mind that he could not let the Yellow Turban soldiers make senseless sacrifices, besiege them without attacking, and consume them with Huangfu Song.

As long as you can lure Huangfu Song out of the city to fight, relying on the numerical advantage of the Yellow Turban soldiers, you will definitely be able to break Huang Fu Song's Changshe defenders.

The addition of 10,000 Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army undoubtedly reassured the Yellow Turban soldiers in the camp, and the noise gradually subsided, so that it finally stopped.

Qu Shuai, who led this Yellow Turban Elite Loyal Army, was a bald man ten feet tall and rough-looking, and he still wore a coarse cloth robe in winter, holding a double-edged giant axe in his hand.

"Agua, have you ever eaten?"

Bo Cai looked at Agua in front of him, and a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, if Agua was here yesterday, maybe he wouldn't have lost so badly.

Of course, Bo Cai is a little distracted, he doesn't want to make any more senseless sacrifices, how can he take the lives of thousands of toiling people because of his personal whispers!

Bocai ordered Pei Yuanshao to lead dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers to the outside of Changshe City to call for battle, and before leaving, he specially asked these Yellow Turban soldiers to wear tattered cotton robes, carry axes for chopping wood, kitchen knives for cooking, farm tools for going to the field, and so on.

Pei Yuanshao was naturally puzzled, but he still deployed according to Bocai's requirements, and then Bocai seasoned all the archers in the camp to follow closely behind and be responsible for responding.

However, Bo Cai did not think that Huangfu Song would open the city gate to meet him, and he did not send the Yellow Turban Elite Army to follow him.

There are many new Yellow Turban soldiers, and it is a cold winter, so it is naturally inconvenient for the camp to be too scattered, and it is necessary to beware of possible robbery of the camp.

After all, the Yellow Turban soldiers were nothing more than a rabble, and once they dispersed, they were likely to be broken one by one, or even surrender without a fight.

Naturally, the barracks of the Yellow Turban soldiers were almost next to each other, connected together, and from a distance, it was as if the hillside had risen several feet steeply!

Pei Yuanshao led dozens of Yellow Turban soldiers to the city of Changshe with a swagger, and after seeing the magnificent city in front of him, he suddenly had the illusion of how small a person was.

The gray-brown city walls, the towering arrow stacks, the soldiers with three steps, one post, five steps and one sentry, and the banners waving in the wind made the sound of hunting wind in mid-air.

Pei Yuanshao touched the back of his head, and secretly said in his heart, if he can break through Changshe City, the future is limitless!

Thinking of the rich life of brocade clothes and jade food, and a group of wives and concubines, Pei Yuanshao couldn't help licking his somewhat chapped lips, and said in a deep voice, "Brothers, the opportunity to make contributions has come." ”

The Yellow Turban soldiers behind him trembled and leaned close to Pei Yuanshao's side, they were all honest mountain village husbands, looking at the golden arrows shining above the city gate, they were naturally frightened!

Pei Yuanshao sighed slightly, picked a swarthy middle-aged man with a loud voice, and told him to open his throat and scold.

After two incense sticks, the only thing that answered the man was the banner flying in the wind on the city wall, and the defenders on the side of the wall held the halberd and glanced at it, and even the alarm horn did not sound.

Pei Yuanshao was like a deflated ball, drooping his head, isn't it, aren't the defenders of the Changshe all gutless rats?

When the people around Pei Yuanshao took turns shouting, their mouths were dry, and no one on the city wall responded to them.

For a moment, Pei Yuanshao didn't know what to do, and could only watch the sky in the west take away the last rays of the sunset!

After a while, there was a burst of "Knock knock!" in my ears. Pei Yuanshao walked back to the camp with the yellow turban soldiers behind him.

Two flowers, one for each!

Qin Zhong was in the village, like a cat's claw scratching his heart, he was worried about food and grass.