Zhang Zizhong was almost mad: "Rice bucket, six hundred cavalry can't keep the hundred cavalry of others, but they were ambushed by others, and nearly four hundred cavalry were lost, you are all pigs?" ”

A partial general in the big tent of the Yellow Turban Army came out to defend: "The generals are strong in battle, especially the wooden spears falling down in pieces, once they are pierced by the wooden spears, they will lose their combat effectiveness!" Then he had a large number of wooden spears carried up, most of which had been trampled by the horses, but the basic shape could still be seen clearly, and many of them were stained with blood, believed to have been taken from the soldiers.

Zhang Zizhong looked at these wooden spears and rebuked coldly: "It's because of these wooden spears that you are defeated?" Is this the reason you gave me? ”

The partial general was suddenly frightened and sweaty, but he knew that Zhang Zizhong was strict in governing the army, and once he answered inappropriately, he would be beheaded in minutes, and at that time, everything would be over.

"They also have fast and incoherent marksmanship, even if the spear skills of ordinary cavalry are extremely powerful, the assassination is like lightning, many cavalry subconsciously use shields to block, but the throat has been pierced, and Zu Zhao's cavalry is too powerful His five-in-a-row magic archery can shoot through the generals who lead the cavalry, and even the cavalry behind them are killed one by one!"

"Zu Zhao? Can't you grow three heads and six arms? Send me scouts to find them, find their foothold, and then shoot out a large army to encircle and suppress, even if Huairong County is not besieged, this ancestor Zhao will be wiped out for me! ”

Zhang Zizhong almost spoke in a roaring voice, since the uprising, there had been no enemy action that made him so angry, it can be said that Zu Zhao slapped him in the face of the victorious general, which was also the most angry about him.

"And making wooden spears, they can use wooden spears, weishenme we can't use them? Zu Zhao's method is very powerful, using a wooden spear to suppress the archers, this is a very shrewd method, and we must also learn from it! ”

Zhang Zizhong held a wooden spear, looked at the bloody blood stains on it, and finally said.

"Zu Zhao, do you have three heads and six arms?"

Half a day passed, and the scouts he sent out didn't even have any news.

"What's going on? Why is there no news at all? Zhang Zizhong was a little irritable. According to the route of Zu Zhao's action, Zu Zhao should be nearby, and it won't take more than two hours for the scouts to find the other party's traces.

"Report, our scouts have been killed! And the corpses were all hung on the trees, and the war horses were captured by the opposing scouts! ”

Zhang Zizhong couldn't help but have the urge to fan people, and the scout was killed.

"Send more scouts, and I don't believe he can kill all my scouts?"

……

Outside Huairong County, Zu Zhao was dressed as a homeless person, and Zu Ping Zu and A'a Nu beside him were also dressed up as a homeless person, looking at the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army who came out nearby, and said lightly: "Another batch of rookies came out, tell the falcon to quickly slaughter these rookies into the pot, and the family is still waiting for a big meal!" ”

Zu Zhao's voice fell, Zu Ping gestured to the side, and on the side, a soldier dressed as a homeless person pulled up a yellow scarf on a wooden pole. The pole is ten meters tall and can be seen very clearly from a distance.

"The rookie is here, ready to slaughter the rookie into the pot!"

……

The scouts of the Yellow Turban Army traveled all the way, uneventful, and could hardly see a single horse, except that the dead scouts were all hung on trees, which was very miserable.

And there is also a handwriting on it: "Kill without mercy!" ”

Wang Daring is an older scout of the Yellow Turban Army, he used to be a hunter, and his perennial hunting experience made him extremely cautious, but he was followed by a hairy boy Li Mao, who was fourteen or fifteen years old, and was curious about everything.

"Brother, do you think we'll die if we come out this time? I've heard that these champions are amazing, and we've had several dead bunches of scouts! Li Mao asked as he ran on his war horse.

"Be careful, I fought as a soldier to eat, to survive, not to be killed! Those officers and soldiers are very powerful, and they kill our scouts, this time we are a little careless and afraid that we will die here! Wang boldly looked at an old tree in the distance, on which was the scout that Zu Zhao had killed.

All of these scouts were killed by bows and arrows.

Bow and arrow?

A chill suddenly arose from Wang Daring's back, and he hurriedly came to hide in a stirrup.

An arrow had grazed along the base of his ear, but Li Mao, who was beside him, was shot in the temple and fell off his horse in disbelief.

"Run!" Wang Daring was frightened by the sound of the first arrow blowing, what kind of shooter is this? The strong wind from the bow and arrow made his ears hurt. The most important thing is that the opponent's arrow turned out to be a beaded arrow.

Archer!

As a hunter, he knows that only the arrows can hunt giant beasts, and it is also the pride of hunters.

It's a pity that it was Han Dang who shot the arrow, and he had already received an order from Zu Zhao to kill all the scouts sent by the Yellow Turban Army.

Zu Zhao's purpose is to make the Yellow Turban Army unable to figure out his details for a period of time, so that he can balance the Yellow Turban Army with 2,000 men in front of him, and a powerful opponent: Zhang Zizhong.

Wang Daring slapped the war horse and galloped rapidly, Han Dang and the six archers behind him shot arrows one by one, and Wang Daring's war horse was shot to death in an instant, and Wang Daring, who had always wanted to live, also looked disbelieving.

Han Dang walked up to Wang Daring lightly, ignoring Wang Daring's appearance at all, but felt pity when he saw the dead war horse.

"Drag this dead war horse back, we will still eat horse meat and drink broth tonight, as long as the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army continue to come out one after another, we will have horse meat to eat and broth to drink!"

After Han Dang finished speaking, he rode down and hung Wang Daring's body on a tree, and some people took out ropes and tied them to the dead horses, got on the horses and dragged them away, and there were soldiers wearing homeless clothes next to them with branches to sweep away the horses' hoof prints and bloodstains.

After such a few encounters, three days have passed.

The cavalry on Zu Zhao's side ate haode horse meat almost every day, drank broth, hid the horses in the dense forest, and the horses' hoof, footprints and horse manure along the way were carefully cleaned by the cavalry, and the scouts on the other side wanted to rely on traditional means to find them, which was delusional.

Zu Zhao pretended to be a homeless for three days in a row, leaning in front of the camp of the Yellow Turban Army to observe, although he hit the left wing of the Yellow Turban Army last time, Zu Zhao has become a hotly discussed figure among the nearby homeless people, but who would have thought that Zu Zhao would pretend to be a homeless and approach the Yellow Turban Army?

In Zu Zhao's eyes, the Yellow Turban Army almost surrounded Huairong County, but the county leader of Huairong County is extremely resilient, that is, if you don't attack, I am the defense.

The defense of Huairong County is very old-fashioned, there are all kinds of rolling stones and sassalwood, and there is sesame oil boiling soup, not only there are officers and soldiers, but also a dry of women and children, these women and children are doing the unique job of splashing their faces with sesame oil, as long as the Yellow Turban Army comes up, a scoop of sesame oil passes, followed by a torch smashed into the face of the Yellow Turban Army, becoming a fire man is the nightmare of the Yellow Turban Army attacking the city. Moreover, there are feces and other miscellaneous dances in this sesame oil, once burned, it will cause the whole body to rot, which can be rescued by the power of non-medicinal stones.

One side attacked the city, the other side defended the city, and the two sides fought in full swing.

On the other side, the homeless people are hungry to watch the excitement, and for the homeless people, whoever wins the battle on both sides is the same, as long as they open the city gate and let them in to ask for a meal that can not starve to death. Zu Zhao dressed as a homeless person and walked around, following the homeless people to dig tree roots and dig wild vegetables, and some homeless people even dug out a kind of soil to eat, that kind of soil is white, and many homeless people are hungry and grab a bite and swallow it slowly.

The leaves and wild vegetables around the trees were slowly dug up, and many homeless people looked at the city gate that had been closed with gloomy eyes, hoping that the city gate would be opened as soon as possible.

"Phew!" Zu Zhao almost vomited after eating a wild vegetable called gray cabbage, but he couldn't help frowning and holding back when he saw the relishing of the homeless people around him. Even the Zu Anu beside him is also a little unaccustomed to eating wild vegetables, three hundred ghost riders follow him not to say that they eat fragrant and spicy food, but they have never eaten wild vegetables, at this moment the wild vegetables are in hand, and many homeless people around are staring at them, as if this is a peerless delicacy.

"Eldest prince, we have been here for three days, is this weishenme?" Zu Anu still didn't understand why Zu Zhao was pretending to be a homeless person.

"I'm here to enter the city so that I can discuss the method of battle with the county lord of Huairong County in the city!" Zu Zhao looked at Huairong County, which had been flooded, and spoke in a slightly low voice.

"Do these displaced people have a way to enter Huairong County? Prince, you really look down on these homeless people! If only these outcasts had the skills to starve to death! Zu Ping was also talking beside him.

Zu Zhao shook his head and pointed to a small group of people in the distance.

In the distance, there is a small group of people who are very active, carrying rice balls on their backs, interspersed back and forth among the homeless people.

Most of these people stay in homes with young girls and young girls.

Not far from Zu Zhao, there was a little girl who was holding her father's hand and shouting that she was hungry, and the couple with empty eyes looked at the little girl helplessly, with a heartbroken expression on their faces.

"This big brother, I don't think it's easy for you, I still have a little surplus food, I want to use this surplus grain to exchange for your daughter, not for anything else, just because this girl looks pitiful and quite likable!" This guy with rice balls on his back stepped forward to talk.

The little girl's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard the rice balls, and she shook her father's hand even more: "Mother, father, I want to eat!" ”

The couple's hearts were broken, and the woman cried out: "What kind of world is this, this is forcing me to sell dolls!" ”

The man looked at the poor child more openly, looked at the poor child, gritted his teeth and asked, "How much food can my baby exchange?" ”

There was a smug look on the face of the guy carrying the grain. There was a treacherous glint in his eyes: "Two rice balls buy this baby, I don't have much food!" ”

When the man heard that his own daughter was worth two rice balls, a wave of anger burst out on his face: "Get out, I'd rather the doll starve to death than give it to you!" ”

After speaking, he held his daughter in his arms and lay down with two tears.

"Pity my father-in-law after losing the generation of the family's grandmaster, he will disappear here!" He let out a long sigh and hugged his daughter, saying that he would not sell his daughter for food.

"Bah, I don't know what to do!" The guy with the grain on his back looked disdainful.

When he was about to leave, he found that there were three big men around him blocking his way, and behind the three big sweats, there was a dusty young man staring at him with disgusted eyes.

"What? How dare you untouchables be disrespectful to someone? "The arrogance of the guy with the rice ball on his back is not ordinary.

Sure enough, in the distance, there were four Chinese characters walking over with knives, with a sinister face, looking at Zu Zhao and the others as if they were looking at dead people.

'Five buckets of rice teach to do things, wait for the idlers to get out! ”

The big man with the knife shouted out, and the surrounding homeless people quickly walked away when they heard about the Five Dou Mi Sect, but the couple who claimed to be a public loser were stopped by someone, and they were undoubtedly also from the Five Dou Mi Sect.

Zu Zhao squinted at these people, the Wudou Rice Sect is a gang that has been longer than the Taiping Party, it can be said that the Yellow Turban Army Taiping Party is the existence deduced from the Five Dou Rice Sect, but the personnel of the Five Dou Rice Sect are mixed, with peerless wizards like Zhang Jiao and the scum in front of him who trafficked people and forcibly robbed.

Zu Ping Zu Ah Nu looked at the reckless men who came around, and there was a sneer on his face.

"Slaughter them all, leaving a living mouth, the one with the rice ball on his back looks very clever!" Zu Zhao smiled with a slightly wicked smile. A sharp knife in his hand was thrown out.

Burst! The sharp knife directly sank into the chest of the reckless man who intercepted the male and lost couple, and the male and female hurriedly hugged their daughter and left them tremblingly, for fear of ruining the fish pond.

There was a clattering sound, and the fierce reckless man just now had his neck broken before he could use the knife.

When the guy with the food bag saw what was in front of him, he was terrified that his urine was not clamped, and his crotch was soaked with a bang.

Zu Zhao glanced at him in disgust, but walked over and brought over the bag of rice balls, which contained dozens of rice balls made of rice balls, if two rice balls were exchanged for one girl, then wouldn't this basket of rice balls be exchanged for the future of a dozen girls?

"If you can answer one question, I'll give you all the rice balls in this basket!"

Zu Zhao stood in front of the couple, staring at the man.

"If Engong has any questions, just ask, Gonghong will answer all questions!" The man spoke very methodically, with gratitude on his face.

"Are you from the Gongsun family? Are you a descendant of the legendary Luban? The descendants of a generation of master craftsmen? ”

Zu Zhao asked the man almost expectantly.

"If you return to Engong, the ancestor is Lu Ban, but the wood art is a cheap servant, which is really insignificant!" Gong Yihong said modestly.

Zu Zhao suddenly had a question, as a generation of famous craftsmen, no matter how bad he is, he won't be hungry, right? The descendants of Lu Ban are proficient in the art of organs, and the nine-ring lock and the like have been passed down in the previous life and have been praised.