Behind the Yingchuan Yellow Turban Army, followed by the Han army led by Huangfu Song, they were an hour away from the Yingchuan Yellow Turban Army, and now they were in a position where no one could see anyone, but they all knew the existence of the other party. 【Fengyun Reading Network. The Han army marched slowly, and always maintained a state of slow progress during the march, and was not in a hurry.

If it is said that the Yingchuan Yellow Turban Army is fleeing in a hurry, then the Han army that came down from the Yingchuan battlefield does not look like an army chasing deserters. They are simply marching, with their own rhythm, unaffected by other things.

"Big marshal, deputy marshal." Sun Jian jumped off the horse and hugged his fists.

"The fleeing Yellow Turban army has been wiped out, and according to the instructions of the marshal, the scouts have also taken the marshal's military orders and went to the counties along the way, ordering the defenders in the city to protect the territory and the people, and send troops to exterminate some of the remaining small Yellow Turban troops."

"Okay." Huangfu Song replied lightly, looking at Sun Jian's eyes, unconcealing his affection.

This is a fierce general, and he is also a military general who can govern the army, the latter point is even more rare, which is why Huangfu Song looks at Sun Jian differently. It is also because of this that he recruited Sun Jian as the Sima of the Zuojun and became a member of his command, and at the same time, he also gave Sun Jian a war horse, which is the one next to Sun Jian now.

"Wentai."

"Sun Jian is here." Sun Jian clenched his fists and stood respectfully, his back straight. Coupled with the ancient ingot knife he was carrying on his back, he showed a fierce temperament in his whole person, and between his gestures, he was not a fierce general's demeanor.

"Now it's time to clean up the scouts sent out by the Yellow Turban Bandits. Lead a bunch of scouts and go and get rid of them all. Remember, don't leave none behind, it's better to let a few go. Huangfu Song stroked the long beard under his chin and said slowly.

"The last general commands." Sun Jian simply returned to his horse and immediately galloped out of the Chinese army.

Zhu Jun also nodded on the side, Huangfu Song's order was discussed by them together, and now it was time to put more pressure on the Yellow Turban Thief Army. The reason why the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army on the periphery are left alone is not because the scouts in the army can't catch up, but because they need these Yellow Turban thieves to convey the information they want to convey to the Yellow Turban thieves through the mouths of the Yellow Turban thieves.

Pressure, their chasing soldiers, are always conveying a sense of urgency to the Yellow Turban thief army in Yingchuan in front. Forcing their hearts, exhausting their bodies, and exhausting their people is the best strategy in the art of war. That is to say, attacking the heart, attacking the heart is the top, and a person's heart is always the most repetitive. That's why the thief scouts with yellow turbans don't clean up, what news will be more true and believable than the news obtained by their own people?

They don't have to chase too closely, and the soldiers under their command are in good condition and ready to fight at any time. The Yellow Turban Thief Army that was attacked was different, but it was afraid that it was panic and fear, and it was unknown how much combat power it could maintain. What's more, in such an urgent situation, the high-intensity march will cause great consumption of the physical strength of the thief soldiers.

Wait for work with ease, and win the battle.

Under this premise, in fact, the Yingchuan Han army also maintained a high degree of concentration and vigilance. It has always been the same when entering the border of Jizhou, the yellow scarf originated in Jizhou, and in Jizhou, where the situation is the most severe, you have to be careful. The speed of the march is also sometimes fast and sometimes slow, in order to always keep the distance between the Yellow Turban Thieves and the Yellow Turban Bandits, so as to facilitate the final netting.

"Yizhen, aren't you afraid?" Zhu Jun looked ahead, rode his horse slowly, and suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Isn't Gongwei worried?" Huangfu Song did not answer Zhu Jun's question, but asked with a smile.

"Haha." The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and nodded in tacit understanding.

They were in the middle of the Chinese army, surrounded by many escorted sergeants, and after hearing the laughter of the two commanders, some of the soldiers were curious and did not know what was going on. But they all stared at the front neatly, and no one reflected their curiosity to their eyes and movements.

"Zigan is probably already burned out now, right?" Huangfu Song asked.

"No, probably not. Zigan and his people, you and I both understand very well, besides, Cao Mengde should have arrived in Guangzong in advance and brought our letter. I'm afraid it's not that I'm burnt out, but I'm looking forward to it. ”

"I'm also looking forward to it, it's finally time for the war to end." His hand pressed on the sword he was wearing at his waist, and the fingers on the scabbard touched it, and there was a cold touch. Cold, the cold of the blade, made Zhu Jun sigh a little. A person like him, who has long since put down his military affairs, also has a time when he will lead the army with a sword again, but he would rather not have this kind of moment when he has a heavy army.

"yes. It's time for it to end. Huangfu Song glanced at Zhu Jun, and probably at this moment he could also guess Zhu Jun's inner thoughts. Because he and Zhu Jun also have the same feelings, but he will only add a hundred times the influence of these soldiers to those chaotic ministers and thieves.

"Now it's up to Zigan to see if he can attract the attention of the main force of the Yellow Turban, as long as all of them are attracted, then the Yellow Turban is the best in a war. As for the Yellow Turban thieves in other places, there is nothing to worry about, just let the government under its jurisdiction deal with it itself. Zhu Jun continued to talk.

Since leading the army with Huangfu Song, the two have had many such conversations, and some plans have been finally completed and put into practice in a process that seems somewhat haphazard. From the beginning of the army, they planned the final decisive battle, and the location was also in Jizhou.

This is the base camp of the Yellow Turban Thief Army, and if the thief army in other states loses, then it will definitely return to the base camp of Jizhou. It's just that this plan was interrupted once, that is, the Yingchuan Yellow Turban Army that attacked the Yingchuan territory, causing Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun to have to pay attention to this Yellow Turban thief army that was fast and close to Luoyang, the heartland.

They have great trust in Lu Zhi, and in fact, it is true, the news of the war from Jizhou one after another is good news. This also made the two completely relieved, and after defeating the Yingchuan Han army, they led the army north to Jizhou, aiming directly at Guangzong, preparing to help Lu Zhi fight with the main force of the Yellow Turban led by Zhang Jiao, the Yellow Turban thief.

"Did the Easysend go out?"

"I'm out, and if there is no accident, I guess I'll arrive at that place in half a day."

"That's good. However, it is still not possible to be careless, the witchcraft of the Yellow Turban Thief Army is strange and unpredictable, and it still needs to be treated carefully. ”

"Yes." Zhu Jun nodded, and then said, "But so what? How can what we are planning be shaken by some evil tricks? ”

(End of chapter)