Ask for flowers, ask for collection, ask for support, ah 0.0

In September, the shadow of war permeated the entire city of Gwangjong. On the city wall, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army defending the city all looked weak. Although Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang tried their best to cover up Zhang Jiao's death, paper could never contain the fire, and Zhang Jiao's death was gradually revealed. At first, the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army did not believe in this time, thinking that Zhang Jiao was ordered by heaven, how could he easily die of illness. But over time, this suspicion intensified.

In the end, under the doubts of many generals and sects, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were finally forced to admit Zhang Jiao's death, and the morale of the entire Yellow Turban Army was greatly reduced for a while. Everyone was depressed by the news of Zhang Jiao's death, which made the army's morale unstable, and it was just when the Huangfu Song army first arrived. Huangfu Song was in a hurry, but fortunately, the Yellow Turban Army had a large number of people, so he held the city dangerously without missing.

In the government of Guangzongcheng County, Zhang Liangzheng was sitting in the hall with a sad face, and there were many yellow turban generals under the hall. But at this time, there was silence, and no one spoke, which made the atmosphere in the hall extremely depressing.

"Guys, what are we going to do next?" Zhang Liang was the first to stand the suppressed anger at the banquet, and was the first to speak. However, the generals only looked up at him, but still few people spoke. For this situation, Zhang Liang was naturally annoyed. The news from all sides gave the general a headache, and the Yellow Turban Army in various places was quite unhappy, and they were basically in a state of extermination, and the only remaining fruit was the Jizhou Yellow Turban Army. And since the news of Zhang Jiao's death came out, the Yellow Turban Army has obviously lost its backbone. will be separated from the public, and his second brother Zhang Bao also had a fierce struggle because of who accepted Zhang Jiao's position, so that he led his henchmen to Quyang.

But now, Zhang Liang regrets it a little. Unlike before, it is Huangfu Song who is now under the city. Huangfu Song is a famous Han general, and Bocai and Bu Si both died at his hands. It can be said that he has won a hundred battles, and now he Chen Bing and Guangzong are under the city, how not to make Zhang Liang frightened. Not to mention, a few days ago, Huangfu Song led the crowd to attack the city, and almost broke through Guangzong, who was strictly defended by himself. Since that time, Huangfu Song has sent troops to attack the city every day, although it is not as tragic as the first time, but the morale of the soldiers in the city is getting less and less.

After waiting for half a salary, there was still no one in the room to speak, Zhang Liang said angrily: "Why don't they speak one by one!" ”

"General, the Han army under the city is strong, and we are weak, and we are fighting alone without reinforcements, I'm afraid the situation is not good! Why don't we ask General Digong for help. At this time, a person under the hall finally spoke. It was Zhang Liang's henchman Huo Jin who spoke.

Hearing such remarks, Zhang Liang was naturally furious, if this person was not his confidant, he would have the heart to pull him out and behead him. Rao is like this, and Zhang Liang is also angry.

"Asking for help? If you ask for help? Right now, I'm surrounded by the Han Legion, and besides, even if it's a request for help, can my second brother send reinforcements? Zhang Liang said angrily, looking at Huo Jin with an indifferent expression.

Knowing that he had annoyed Zhang Liang, Huo Jin lowered his head at this time, not daring to continue to look up at Zhang Liang.

But as Huo Jin's suggestion was denied, the hall fell into silence again. And Zhang Liang sat on top of the chairman helplessly.

Outside Guangzong City, Zhao Fei and Guo Jia, escorted by a team of elite soldiers and Wei Jingwei, came to the outside of Guangzong City and overlooked Guangzong City.

"What's your opinion?" After looking at it for a while, Zhao Fei turned his head and asked Guo Jia on the side.

"No Yang Zhai looks majestic! I don't know if there is a wine shop and a green building in it. Guo Jia thought for a moment, then turned his head and replied.

Zhao Fei looked at Guo Jia with black lines on his head, and said helplessly: "Except for wine and Qinglou, don't you have any other ideas?" ”

Guo Jia thought carefully for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No!"

"Okay!" Zhao Fei shook his head with a wry smile, and then twisted his head back. Obviously, it is useless to tell Guo Jia these things at this time.

"The Yellow Turban thieves in the city are tired! Maybe we should let them rest! Just as Zhao Fei twisted his head back, Guo Jia on the side said leisurely.

"You kid!" Zhao Fei smiled and shook his head. Then he glanced at Guangzong City again, and then said, "Let's go, go back." After Zhao Fei finished speaking, he turned his head and walked back, but Guo Jia was not moved, but stared directly at the city of Changshe.

Zhao Fei didn't know how he didn't know what Guo Jia was thinking, so he hurriedly opened his mouth and said, "Okay! Even if you want to go to the temple for drinking, you have to wait until you take Guangzong City!"

Sure enough, after listening to Zhao Fei's words, Guo Jia turned around and grinned, and then returned to the barracks with Zhao Fei.

Before arriving at the barracks, Zhao Fei heard the sound of shouting and training from the barracks from a distance. The burst of cheers lifted Zhao Fei's spirits. Even Guo Jia, who was bored on the side, mentioned a trace of spirit.

Entering the barracks, Zhao Fei walked towards Huangfu Song's big tent. In the tent, Huangfu Song looked at the sand table under him, and his expression was unusually solemn. A few days ago, during the siege of the city, Huangfu Song had a deep understanding of the difference of the Yellow Turban Army in Guangzong City. That said, the elite under his command had already attacked the city wall of Guangzong City, but they were forced to retreat by the Yellow Turban Army in the city.

The Yellow Turban soldiers in the city are not afraid of life and death, which is even more terrifying than the Yellow Turban Army. Fearing that the army would lose too much, Huangfu Song had no choice but to withdraw his troops, and he said that he would fight again. However, as time went by, the orders urged by the imperial court were also one after another, and he also sent troops to attack the city every day, but it was difficult to get anything, which also made Huangfu Song a headache. Originally, the number of his army was small, and he could withstand several siege battles.

At this time, the soldiers outside the tent came to report, saying that Zhao Fei was coming. Huangfu Song hurriedly called someone to invite Zhao Fei in.

"Xiaofei, how's it going?" Seeing Zhao Fei walking in, Huangfu Song hurriedly asked.

"Bong-hyo! Tell us what you think. Zhao Fei turned his head and said to Guo Jia behind him.

"Huh?" Guo Jia was stunned. Huangfu Song agreed to be a little stunned, and at this time, he found that Zhao Fei was still followed by Guo Jia.

"Let me tell me what you think!" Zhao Fei glanced at Guo Jia, and then repeated.

"Oh!" Guo Jia came back to his senses, and then said to Huangfu Song: "The Yellow Turban Thieves in Guangzong City are a little tired, it's time for them to rest." ”

Guo Jia's words made Huangfu Song a little confused, and with a look of doubt, Huangfu Song turned his head to look at Zhao Fei. And Zhao Fei looked at Huangfu Song with a smile on his face. This also made Huangfu Song even more confused.

"Compared with the general's intelligence, I don't know what Feng Xiao's words just now." Just when Huangfu Song was full of doubts, Zhao Fei on the side finally smiled and spoke.

When Huangfu Song heard this, he was embarrassed to ask, but lowered his head and pondered for a while. The more he thought about it, the brighter Huang Fusong's eyes became, and the look on his face became more and more happy. Then, Huangfu Song clapped his hands suddenly, and said with a smile: "That's right, the yellow turban thieves in Guangzong City are indeed too tired. It's time for a well-deserved rest. ”

After Huangfu Song finished speaking, he immediately summoned the herald and ordered: "Pass my order, close the camp gate, stop the training, and let the soldiers all go to rest." In addition, the photographer closely monitored the movements of the Yellow Turban thieves in Guangzong City, and immediately reported to me if there was any change. ”

"No!" The soldier received the order and hurried down to give orders.

"Now that the general already knows the meaning, Fei will not disturb the general." Seeing that Huangfu Song seemed to have understood Guo Jia's meaning, Zhao Fei said goodbye to Huangfu Song.

"Hmm!" Huangfu Song nodded and said. Since there are still important things to arrange next, it is inconvenient for Zhao Fei to continue to stay, since Zhao Fei has the intention to leave, he just happened to follow his wishes and let him go.

Out of Huangfu Song's big tent, Zhao Fei turned his head and said to Guo Jia beside him: "Let's go, presumably in a few days, you and I will be able to drink and visit the Qinglou in Guangzong City." ”

"Hahaha!" Guo Jia laughed indecently a few times, and then followed Zhao Fei to meet his own big tent.

Guangzongcheng County Ya, Zhang Liang still sat in the hall with a sad face, for the current form, Zhang Liang is sad face.

"Report!" Outside the door, the sound of soldiers announcing their voices was heard.

"Come in!" Zhang Liang frowned, and then said.

The soldier with a yellow scarf on his head came to the hall, knelt down and said: "Report to the general, the scout in front has come to report, saying that the door of the Huangfu Song camp is closed, and I don't know what kind of fame is doing!" ”

"Oh?" Zhang Liang frowned suspiciously, with his mind on this matter, he couldn't think of what kind of conspiracy Huangfu Song was playing.

"Pass the order down, let the soldiers in the city guard it to the death!" I don't know what the conspiracy of Huangfu Song is, but Zhang Liang thinks it's better to be more cautious, he doesn't want to lose a big deal at this time. But Zhang Liang thought so, but the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army in the city didn't think so.

On the city wall of Guangzong City, the two Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city looked at the camp of Huangfu Song not far away, and they were pulling every sentence.

"Brother Tang, what do you say happened to the officers and soldiers outside the city? Why can't you go out behind closed doors? The little Yellow Turban guard turned to the other defender beside him and asked.

"Who knows!" The man who was called Brother Tang by the little man looked at the camp of Huangfu Song in the distance, said with a trace of fatigue on his face, and then said, "He is not resting well." In the past few days, the official army has repeatedly attacked the city, but I am tired, and while the Han army is resting, I also take time to rest and rest. ”

"This is!" The little Yellow Turban nodded approvingly.

And such a scene is being played out in many places of the Yellow Turban Army. When everyone sent the officials and soldiers under the city to close their camps and avoid fighting, every soldier defending the city of the Yellow Turban Army showed a tired look. Looking at the Han army camp not far away, every soldier of the Yellow Turban Army had an idea of wanting to take a break.