"Hey, hey." Zhou Cang looked at Yun Ting and Guan Hai who were waiting, smiled innocently, and scratched his head a little embarrassed. There was a hint of blush on the dark face, which made the whole face even more strange.

Zhou Cang felt that the air was a little unnatural, yes, under the gaze of Yun Ting Guan Hai, under the baptism of the gaze of those Yellow Turban soldiers, he really felt a little unnatural. It seemed that he felt that something was not good enough, Zhou Cang turned his head and looked at the city gate that was shattered by himself from the middle and made a hole, he seemed to understand something.

Nodding, this round hole is still too small, after being hit by him, he can enter and in freely alone. However, the exposed edges and corners are all sharp, and the wooden stubble shows a sharp corner, which is not perfect enough, Zhou Cang thinks to himself.

So he turned around, raised the mace again, grasped the handle of the mace with both hands, took in a breath, his muscles bulged, and swung it violently! "Bang bang bang!" Again and again, the mace kept swinging out, striking at the city gate, which had been broken, pieces of wood, torn apart by heavy force and knocked away. The whole round hole continued to expand, and the fragments of the city gate kept falling, stirring up bursts of dust, and finally, the original location of the Fenyang city gate was empty, only the broken pieces of wood on the ground remained.

"Alright." This time, Zhou Cang nodded with satisfaction, turned around, and finally lost the initial cramped and uneasy. He laughed, and the two rows of white teeth that showed were a world of difference from his swarthy countenance.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get the grain and grass out! Guan Hai saw that the soldiers behind him did not move for a long time, turned his head, and found that the soldiers were stunned, looking at Zhou Cang stupidly. Some of the soldiers unconsciously opened their mouths wide, and they looked at Zhou Cang, and then at the city gate, their faces were full of incredulity.

After hearing Guan Hai's voice, they continued to be stunned for a moment before finally turning around and hurriedly responding: "Yes!" ”

These Yellow Turban soldiers began to continue to transport grain and grass, and they have been doing so all the way. After the defeat from the Beihai battlefield, the entire army's grain and grass were burned in that battle, and there was no trace left. So they had to collect the grain and grass that could be used for the march of the army, and even if it was an army of thousands of people, there was a lot of food and grass needed on the march. That's why there is a saying, wars are all about money.

The Yellow Turban Army had no money, so they could only rely on robbery.

"Hey, hey." Zhou Cang came to the front of Yun Ting and stood quietly on the left and right of Yun Ting.

"Well done, Yuanfu." Yun Ting smiled slightly. Zhou Cang's strength is not as good as those generals who are born with divine power, but it should not be underestimated, plus that heavy weapon mace, a small county city gate, it can't stop his footsteps. In his previous life, Yun Ting had witnessed this kind of incredible thing in the eyes of others countless times, and similarly, because of Zhou Cang's brute strength, he saved him from fire and water several times.

Yun Ting then asked, "Are the ferries ready?" ”

Fenyang is already a county seat very close to Jizhou, and it takes two days to travel through the border with Jizhou and the big river in the middle. The army marched all the way, hurried and hurried, and finally came here, again, manpower could not compare to waterpower, so Yun Ting chose to seize the grain and grass in Fenyang County on the one hand, and on the other hand, let Jia Xu lead the army to collect the boats needed to cross the river. He planned to go up the river, reach a place not far from the boundary of Puyang, and then set foot on the boundary of Jizhou.

"No, the soldiers sent by Jia's division have collected more than 100 boats used to cross the river, but most of them are fishing boats, and they have seized the nearest port, and they have not found many boats. Therefore, Jia Junshi asked me to tell the cloud envoy that the plan to prepare to go up the river should not be realized, because the prepared ships really could not take so many people north. Zhou Cang replied.

"You? What do you say? Yun Ting continued to ask.

"Jia Junshi asked me to tell the Yun Shang Envoy that the only option is to cross the river in batches, and then there will be a land march to Guangzong."

"Good. I know. "There were no surprises about this outcome, and although it took a little longer than originally planned, it was the only option. In the Northland, ships are rare, if it is in Jingzhou and Jiangdong, it is still much easier to collect than this, Yun Ting has long predicted.

"Then I'll go first, general." Cloud Thunder Road.

"Okay." Guan Hai agreed, and took a big gun from the guard next to him. Yun Ting can leave first, but he must stay here, waiting for the last soldier to leave, if there is really any accident, with the big gun in his hand, you read a book Thousands of troops and horses can go back and forth, and a small county town is nothing.

Yun Ting left with Zhou Cang, and on the other side, at the port not far from Fenyang County, there were already soldiers boarding the ship one after another. After collecting the boats used to cross the river, Jia Xu did not waste any time, and began to let the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army start to cross the river, just when Yun Ting and the others went to the gate of Fenyang County, there were already soldiers crossing the river on the shore opposite the port.

After experiencing the question and answer in Beihai City, Jia Xu was finally willing to give advice to Yun Ting and do something he could. But it's only a little bit, when necessary, he can go, or he will choose to leave, because rebellion is such a dangerous thing, how can he mix with a group of rebellious ministers and thieves? And yes, so hopeless?

Jia Xu looked at the Yellow Turban Army ashore on the opposite side, and sighed softly, if he hadn't comforted the fishermen who operated the boats, he was afraid that these fishermen would have been killed when they first collected the ferries. Fortunately, Guan Hai left most of his personal guards, and under the forcible suppression of these people, nothing superfluous happened. Otherwise, with these soldiers, how many of them can operate ships?

It's just a bunch of undisciplined rebels, Jia Xu has always thought so. Violence, chaos, can only be temporary, not long-lasting.

Watching the soldiers cross the river, he shook his head slightly. Even if he has seen people as unpredictable as Zhang Jiao, he has long lost hope for the future of the Yellow Turban Army, as long as he is a discerning person, he can see the weakness of the Yellow Turban Army's power.

Now he only hopes that Yun Ting can withdraw as soon as possible, whether it is successful or not, he will never put his eggs in one basket. From the beginning to the present, he has been thinking about a way to get out, and it is almost time for it to be officially implemented.

(End of chapter)