Zhang Zizhong withdrew, causing the officers and soldiers of Huairong County and the people to cheer loudly, and at the same time, the city gate was opened, and the displaced people outside were let in.

"Go to the county office to wait, where to send porridge, you are not allowed to rob and coax!" Han Dang spoke loudly.

Zu Zhao looked at the homeless people and was silent, he had seized a batch of grain from the Wudoumi Sect, which he could have taken away as military food, but looking at the homeless people outside the city, he finally left this batch of grain to Huairong County.

At the same time, he also escorted the grain and grass originally buried in the cellar to Huairong County, and Zhang Xian, the county commander of Huairong County, was the most happy to see so much grain and grass that appeared at once!

"The superintendent is really the reborn parent of the people of Huairong County, please accept the bow!" Zhang Xian was excited, originally holding the idea of co-existence and death in Huairong County, but he didn't expect to survive.

"The county order is not polite, you and I support each other, but these homeless people are afraid that the county order will have a headache!" Zu Zhao said with a smile as he pointed to the homeless people who poured in.

Zhang Xian looked at the ragged homeless people and smiled bitterly: "I have been an official for many years, but I have not cultivated to the level of iron-heartedness, since these homeless people have wandered to Huairong County, I will definitely find a way to keep them from starving to death!" ”

Zu Zhao glanced at Zhang Xian and found that Zhang Xian had compassion similar to Hai Rui Baogong's compassion, and he was worthy of being a parent official.

"Then hand it over to the county order, in order to prevent Zhang Zizhong from coming back again, I decided to lead three hundred ghost cavalry to pursue and drive them out of Huairong County completely!"

Zu Zhao watched the dust fly up in the distance, it was Zhang Zizhong's cavalry and Bu Yong who were slowly retreating.

"Good news waiting for the poster!" Zhang Xian said with a smile, if others said that they would use three hundred cavalry to pursue the march of 1,400 people, Zhang Xian would definitely despise the other party, but Zu Zhao was different, Zu Zhao's actions in Huairong County made Zhang Xian not doubt Zu Zhao's words at all.

……

Zhang Zizhong was no longer able to stand, but was helped to the carriage by his own soldiers, and there was plasma flowing from the burns on his body, and the doctor in the army had prescribed medicine for him.

"Did Zu Zhao chase after him?" He asked the soldiers beside him weakly.

A partial general beside him said helplessly: "It's coming, it's just behind, but it's just chasing and killing the scouts we sent, as long as there are lone scouts, they will be killed!" ”

And at this time, a stream of fleshy incense came from the opposite hillside, and at this moment there was a north wind, and Zu Zhao led the ghost rider to settle on the hillside.

"Where's the smell of meat? It's the taste of horse meat! Who dares to kill horses? Zhang Zizhong struggled to get up, pulled the general and asked.

Cuckoo!

There was a gurgling sound in the general's stomach. It could be a chain reaction, and the stomachs of other people in the carriage also made the same sound.

Smelling the smell of meat, the general swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, and said: "It was Zu Zhao who killed our scouts, and then killed our war horses, and now he is cooking horse meat and boiling broth on the opposite hillside!" ”

"This horse meat is really delicious, I want to eat a second bite after taking one bite! Lao Tzu can swallow a piece of horse meat in his fist in one bite! ”

"Is horse meat good? It's still a good bone to gnaw! Look at this long piece of ribs, Lao Tzu chopped the bone marrow in it with a saber! ”

"The broth is also good, this broth is soaked in rice, it is a good thing! Aren't we soldiers fighting just to have a full stomach? If you can't even eat enough, what kind of bastard? ”

Han Dangzu's voice was like a wolf's howl, and the most annoying thing was that the two of them were also holding two extra-large horns while eating horse meat while broadcasting to the outside world.

The soldiers on Zhang Zizhong's side are devouring wild vegetables at the moment, even if they are wild vegetables, they are only enough to stuff their teeth, and all the scouts who went out to find food and dig wild vegetables were killed by Zu Zhao. Zu Zhao didn't pursue Zhang Zizhong, he just hung from afar, and he resolutely didn't let go of those who were alone, but Zhang Zizhong's team to prepare grain and grass was all killed by Zu Zhao.

Grunt!

A thunderous sound came from the stomach of the Yellow Turban sergeant. They nibbled on wild vegetables and listened to Han Dang's show how delicious the horse meat was, and how delicious the first soup made from the horse meat was. While swallowing his saliva desperately, his eyes looked directly at the ancestors on the hillside, eager to grab a piece.

"Despicable! It's a blow to our morale! General, I'll lead a pair of men and horses to drive them away! A general beside Zhang Zizhong stood up to speak, with an atmosphere on his face, but the sound of grunting in his stomach betrayed him.

"This General Li is tired along the way, so let's go!"

"Let's go......"

For a while, the generals in Zhang Zizhong's carriage argued non-stop. A kind of general has a gurgling stomach and a noisy mouth.

Zhang Zizhong smiled bitterly, pointed to a general who he didn't want to see the most, and signaled that he could go.

The general walked away with a smile, but he didn't see the slightly sarcastic expression on Zhang Zizhong's face.

"Sons rush up the hill, kill those guys, we'll have horse meat to eat, rush!"

A horse rushed up the hillside.

Zu Zhao smiled evilly on his face: "A fool rushed up, it is estimated that the lord who is not welcomed, use our Gong Defeat God Crossbow to give them a little power!" ”

Behind him, Zuping Zu Ah Nu Han Dang was holding a Zhuge Divine Crossbow, putting ten arrows on the winch, and ten people were also holding the Gongyi Divine Crossbow, looking at the cavalry rushing forward with a sneer.

"Wooden spear throw!"

The wooden spears of the three hundred cavalry were thrown out, and the cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army had already fallen halfway, and with another cavalry shooting, the Yellow Turban Army had already rushed to a distance of twenty meters.

Zu Zhao waved his hand, and the ten Zhuge Divine Crossbows behind him were fired together, and nearly a hundred archers also shot arrows.

The only one who could rush in front of Zu Zhao was the partial general, the people around him had already fallen to the ground, and the neighing of the war horse was either nailed to death by a wooden spear or injured by an arrow.

The partial general looked at Zu Zhao and the fallen soldiers behind him, and was stunned for a moment. But he still raised his saber and rushed over with Zu Zhao on it, "I want to kill you!" With a loud shout, he jumped up from his horse and pounced on Zu Zhao.

The spear in Zu Zhao's hand stabbed him like lightning, right in his throat.

"It's a little bloody!" Zu Zhao kicked him down with a shot, and then saw that Zhang Zizhong under the mountain had ordered Bu Yong and the cavalry to ride together to evacuate, but the injured, old, weak, sick and disabled were directly thrown down and broken.

Three hundred ghost horsemen surrounded those old, weak, sick and disabled like lightning, there were about three hundred people and horses, these people were simply homeless, all of them were yellow and thin, and there was no wonder Zhang Zizhong would give up on these people.

"Take these three hundred captives back! This is a military feat of our volunteers! Zu Zhao coldly ordered.

"Aren't we going to chase Zhang Zizhong?" Zu Anu asked unwillingly.

Zu Zhao looked at Zhang Zizhong in the distance and shook his head, if he was in a hurry, Zhang Zizhong and himself would not be fun. That's what it means.

When the group Zhao escorted the men and horses from the three hundred captives back to Huairong County, all the people in Huairong County cheered loudly.

Zhang Xian was even more excited, three hundred captives is not a small military feat, which also has the credit of his county order, Zu Zhao can also drink soup when he eats meat.

At this moment, Zhang Xian had already ordered the miser to clean up the county government, invite Zu Zhao to settle in, and take out the grain and grass to entertain Zu Zhao's soldiers and horses.

The gentry of Huairong County beat gongs and drums, and invited Zu Zhao to sit at the banquet, and the idea of the Yellow Turban Army proposing to divide the land and grain made them frightened, for fear that once the city was breached, then their land and family business would also be wiped out, and now Zu Zhao, a silver-robed young general, not only repelled Zhang Zizhong but also captured 300 bandits, which is a great achievement in their opinion.

After Zu Zhao entered Huairong County, he received greetings almost every day, and all the gentry were politely declined by him.

Now he has only one goal, which is to train soldiers!

Only he understands in his heart that the three hundred ghost cavalry cannot always meet the victory, just like the battle with Zhang Zizhong, if Zhang Zizhong is not thinking about attacking the county at night, it is estimated that he is still in a stalemate in public, the most fundamental reason for Zhang Zizhong's defeat is that he was scolded by Zhang Xian and others for being impetuous, and to destroy people, people must first go crazy.

"The liliang of the three hundred ghost horses is still too small, so that I don't dare to pursue Zhang Zizhong too much, if I give me eight hundred ghost horses Zhang Zizhong will definitely be destroyed in Huairong County!"

Zu Zhao looked at the ghost rider who was training with a bayonet gun, and there was a trace of helplessness in his heart.

In addition, financial resources are also a headache for him, a group of war horses need at least thirty taels of silver a year to maintain good combat effectiveness, and ordinary cavalry also needs at least ten taels of silver a year.

The most basic cost of the three hundred ghost rides alone is 10,000 taels a year, and Xu Wuxian is only able to maintain the basic needs of the three hundred ghost horses, and other things such as leather armor and firearms and equipment are not included.

"Order, from today onwards, the three hundred phantom cavalry will be divided into first, second, third, and unqualified according to the level of assassination, and the unqualified soldiers will be given three chances, if they are not qualified, then go to be a grain carrier! There are only elite soldiers in the ghostly cavalry! ”

Zu Zhao said lightly to Zu Ping, Zu A, and Han Dang.

"Isn't this a bit too harsh?" Zu Ping whispered on the side.

"Cavalry battles, enemy and me against each other under normal circumstances, one move determines life and death, one blow must be killed, a certain must be mastered in particular, unqualified will be to do food transport, can not damage the combat effectiveness of a certain team of phantom cavalry!"

The three nodded.

Zu Zhao looked at the soldiers and horses in his hand helplessly, in the case of no way to expand the army, improving combat effectiveness is the only way.

Although he traveled from his previous life, if he wants to build a career in this troubled world, he needs four conditions: the first is to have territory, the second is to have people, the third is to have money, and the fourth is to have an army. But now only one of the four conditions has been met, and only one of the army has been met, and this army is only three hundred ghost horses.