"Big brother!"

"Lord!"

Zhao Feng and Zhang Fei were neatly dressed, so they hurried to the mansion to meet Liu Bei and Guan Yu. By the time they arrived, Liu Bei and Guan Yu were also fully armed and ready to stop.

"Report to the lord, now the four doors are closed, and the other party's banner is Guan Hai, who is camping, and a letter has just been shot in." Liu Bei was about to greet Zhang Fei and Zhao Feng, when a small colonel hurried in, holding an arrow in his hand and a letter tied to it.

"Bring it in." Liu Bei took the arrow from the little colonel's hand, took it down and read it, his expression was a little strange, and finally stared at Zhao Feng for a long time, and Zhao Feng felt furious in his heart.

"Big brother, what did Guan Hai say in this letter?" Zhang Fei was a quick surname, and seeing that Liu Bei didn't say a word, he hurriedly asked.

"This Guan Hai said that he heard that Pingyuan County had a bumper grain harvest this year, so he wanted to borrow 100,000 quintals of grain." Liu Bei handed the letter to everyone to circulate, and after everyone read it, they also looked at Zhao Feng with a smile. Pingyuan County used to be often short of food, but now with the help of Zhao Feng, the output has increased greatly, but unexpectedly, it has attracted Guan Hai.

"Hey, hey!" Zhao Feng was also very helpless about the butterfly effect he had caused, and then raised his head and asked Liu Bei, "What is the lord's intention?" ”

"What else, food is the lifeblood of the country, how can it be delivered to these thieves? Although Bei hadn't fought with the Yellow Turbans for a long time, he hadn't forgotten how to fight. Liu Bei said lightly, but the murderous aura in his tone was obvious, and he could hear that Zhao Feng was also a spirit, but he didn't expect that Lao Liu, who had always been kind and pleasant, would also have such a sharp moment.

"So what are we waiting for. Big brother and second brother, I haven't made a profit for a long time, and today this Guan Hai will be handed over to me. Zhang Feile rubbed his hands around, looking at it like this, he was really suffocated. Zhao Feng saw that this was not good, if you were asked to follow the past habits and kill Guan Hai with one slash, and at most kill a few of his subordinate leaders, the rabble of yellow scarves would naturally scatter. When Hou Cao was recruiting the Qingzhou Army, he didn't cheapen him in vain, which is not good.

"Three generals, slow down, lord, if we just disperse these yellow scarves, sooner or later they will disturb other places, and we have to think of a perfect solution to cure this problem." Zhao Feng put forward his own concept somewhat euphemistically. He knew that if he directly said that he would surrender the Yellow Turban, even if Liu Bei could accept it, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu were afraid that they would not be able to. Especially the latter, in history, Liao Hua admired his prestige for a long time and ran to him, but Guan Yu still inspected him for a long time before accepting him. Not for anything else, just because this guy has done a yellow scarf.

I don't want Liu Bei to misunderstand what Zhao Feng meant: "What does Bo Tao mean by this, don't you want me to destroy all these tens of thousands of yellow scarves?" The tone was actually a little displeased. When Liu Bei followed Huangfu Song to exterminate the Yellow Turban, Huangfu Song once killed 70,000 prisoners of war. Liu Bei and Cao Ying both tried to persuade them, but they both returned because of their humble words.

"The lord is angry, Feng means that these yellow turbans are a group of rabble, only because corrupt officials and corrupt officials are rampant, so that hunger and cold are unbearable, so they take risks. Now that Zhang Jiao is dead, all that remains is the remnants of some places, why don't we recruit them, which can not only eliminate the bandits, but also add tens of thousands of elite soldiers. Zhao Feng saw that Liu Bei had misunderstood, and he didn't dare to play tricks anymore, so he said his thoughts bluntly.

"Zhao'an?" Liu Guanzhang immediately looked at each other when he heard Zhao Feng's words, Zhao Feng's suggestion was too shocking for them. You must know that at the end of the Han Dynasty, killing officials and rebelling was a road of no return, and officials and bandits could only die. Of course, they didn't know that a thousand years later, in this Shandong land, there would be a group of bandits who would like the court to recruit them.

"Zhao'an is also a good way, but how can you recruit these yellow scarves?" Liu Bei is worthy of Liu Bei, although Zhao Feng's proposal is somewhat novel, but he can understand the benefits of doing so after a little thought. Especially once the opponent is surrendered, it will add tens of thousands of horses. Although they are all rabble now, after being trained by their brothers and Zhao Feng, they can definitely train tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and this temptation is too great for Liu Bei.

"This matter is easy, the Yellow Turbans are all rabble, just capture their leader alive and persuade him to surrender." Zhao Feng said with a smile. Zhao Feng is quite confident in Liu Bei's ability to persuade him to surrender, and throughout the entire Romance of the Three Kingdoms, except for Zhang Ren in Xichuan, there is really nothing that Lao Liu can't persuade.

"That's reasonable, second brother, it's up to you to fight later, and you must come back alive." Liu Bei also understood a lot in his heart after listening to Zhao Feng's words. "No!" Guan Yu clenched his fists and received the order. And they had nothing else to think about, so they went up together to meet the enemy.

At this time, the yellow scarves outside the city had set up camp, Zhao Feng followed Liu Bei to stand on the head of the city, and for a while saw that the other party's camp was boundless, and the scene of tens of thousands of horses was really spectacular. At this time, in one of the largest tents of the Chinese army, several important leaders of the Yellow Turban Army were gathering together to discuss countermeasures.

"Qu Shuai, do we really want to fight against Liu Xuande?" A leader cautiously asked the big man sitting at a table in the middle of the table that he was the leader of the yellow scarf, Guan Hai.

"Can you not fight, those old and young in our mountains are still waiting for us to get food for the winter." Guan Hai also said angrily. The composition of the Yellow Turbans was complex, and they were often rebels. The young and middle-aged are fighting in the army, while the old and weak women and children are hiding in the mountains.

"But that's Liu Xuande." The leader didn't continue, but the faces of several people in the tent were not very good-looking, and the name Liu Xuande was simply more terrifying to them than any demon. Guan Hai is no exception, he personally remembers that his senior brother Cheng Yuanzhi was split after less than ten rounds under Guan Yu; Deng Mao, known as the first fierce general of the Yellow Turban, was easily killed by Zhang Fei in five moves; His immediate boss, Zhang Bao, the third person in the Yellow Turban Army, led more than 100,000 people to fight Liu Bei, but was killed by the latter's arrow.

"We have tens of thousands of people, what are we afraid of!" Guan Hai shook his head and cheered up his subordinates. At this moment, the sentry came to report, and the officers and soldiers of the city went out of the city to meet the battle.

"Bring me my knife." Guan Hai let out a sigh of relief, and his subordinates hurriedly carried their horses and knives for him to prepare for battle. At this time, Guan Yu had already gone down to the city, leading his subordinates to call a battle in front of the opponent's camp, while Liu Bei, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Feng were all watching the battle at the head of the city.

"Guan Yu!" Guan Hai, who had just rushed out of the camp on horseback, saw that the general of the official army was the big red face, and suddenly felt a chill behind him. But now that the arrow is ready to fly, it has to be sent, Guan Hai has to grit his teeth and call for battle.

As for why he had to fight before the melee, Zhao Feng also asked Zhang Fei, in his opinion, wouldn't it be more enjoyable to go directly to the crowd? But Zhang Fei only said two words: morale. Zhao Feng suddenly understood that in this era of cold weapons, the role that personal ability can play, especially mentally, is more obvious than in the era of firearms.

Not to mention Zhao Feng's calculations in his heart, at this time, Guan Yu and Guan Hai in the field had already started to speculate. Guan Hai's martial arts are not bad, a ghost head knife wielding a tiger and a tiger, and ordinary people are afraid that they really can't cover him. However, Guan Yu is not an ordinary person, in the face of Guan Hai's almost life-threatening style of play, Guan Yu finally found a flaw after more than ten rounds of fighting, smashed Guan Hai off the horse with the back of the knife, and then pressed the tip of the knife against his chest, until the soldiers behind him stepped forward to tie him up and escort him back to the city.

With a "creak", the gate closed again, and the drawbridge was pulled up, leaving tens of thousands of leaderless Yellow Turban troops at a loss under the city.

"You're Guan Hai?" At this moment, in the Pingyuan County Mansion, Liu Bei sat in the main hall, looked at the big man in front of him and asked.

"The general of the defeated army, if you want to kill, you will kill. Dying in the hands of Liu Xuande is not an insult to my reputation as a villain. Guan Hai said quite arrogantly, but as soon as his words fell, there was a burst of laughter in the lobby.

Guan Hai was furious, turned his head to see that the person who was laughing was a young general, and immediately retorted angrily: "Who are you? I don't care if I swear to die, what's so ridiculous? ”

This young general is naturally Zhao Feng, he glanced at Guan Hai and then said: "I am Zhao Feng, the captain under Liu Yuanjun's account, dare to ask the leader of the Guan, your Yellow Turban Army claims to be the way of heaven, why have you been everywhere over the years, but the people are not living and mourning?" When people in the world mention the yellow scarf, they all hate it. What is the name of such an act? ”

"This ......" Guan Hai was not good at words, and he was suddenly speechless when asked, and it was really embarrassing for him to open his eyes and say nonsense. Liu Bei and the others all looked at Guan Hai with a funny face at this time, but they knew very well how powerful Zhao Feng's mouth was.

"We are also forced to do so, if we don't rely on looting, how can we survive?" Guan Hai held back for a long time, but only held back this sentence.

"There's a door!" When Zhao Feng heard this, he immediately knew that it would not be too difficult for Lao Liu to surrender this time. Sure enough, Liu Bei first relieved a few words, and then packed the ticket and patted his chest, guaranteeing that he could take them in after Zhao'an. Guan Hai was gratefully grateful after being fooled by Liu Bei, and finally just like the book said, "bow your head and worship", which really made Zhao Feng have to sigh, Liu Bei, this brother seems to have a unique charm, and he can always make people willing to work hard for him.

If you want to surrender, then it will be better to do it next. He walked up to the city by himself, beckoned his subordinates to lay down their arms and surrender, and then Liu Bei sent Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Feng to receive the team and reorganize it, and at the same time sent people to inform the rest of the old and young people hidden in the deep mountains, so that they all fooled over.

"Damn, isn't this a bit of a game?" Early the next morning, Zhao Feng looked at the more than 100,000 people who came in the city, and couldn't help but be a little shocked: I really didn't expect that there were so many people in this Guanhai family. Pingyuan County originally had a population of less than 200,000, but now Guan Hai has brought 30,000 troops, as well as more than 90,000 old, young, women and children, and the population has almost doubled at once.

As a result, the very realistic problem of eating was immediately placed in front of Liu Bei.

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