Bocai looked at the not-so-majestic city from afar, and his heart was full of ambition. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What officers and soldiers, what generals, what Han Dynasty. As an ordinary person who started as a peasant, he followed Zhang Jiao to raise troops, and when he really faced the generals and troops from the imperial capital, he didn't know who to talk to. Bu Ji, or is it a rough person like Pei Yuanshao?

Therefore, it is sometimes a melancholy thing for a group of people with a relatively low level of education to get together. I was full of emotion that I didn't know how to say it, and I guess the other party wouldn't understand it when I said it.

General Zhonglang, General North Zhonglang, General of the Right Cavalry. Bo Cai couldn't understand why these officials were called by these names, and he couldn't figure out which one was bigger and which was smaller, he only knew that these people used to be high, far away from him, so far away that he couldn't even see it.

And now, they are still high, they are still peasants, but they have tens of thousands of brothers, and they have trapped these generals in a small city with nothing to do. Although Bo Cai didn't have a way to break through it further for a while, this kind of scene still made him feel a little unreal.

No one could understand the pleasure of defeating Zhu Jun head-on. Since then, Bo Cai has felt as if he has sublimated, and he is no longer the peasant he used to see nothing.

As for the Han army that could not shrink in the city...... Sooner or later, you will have to be defeated by yourself. A group of defeated troops who can only hide in the city and not come out, how can they have any combat effectiveness? That's what Bocai thinks.

So in the new world, his new status, Bo Cai stood under the banner, and the sound of hunting accompanied his thoughts drifting farther and farther.

It's another night, it's a good day, there are gusts of wind blowing at night, Bo Cai felt very comfortable, as usual, he walked around in his military village, all the brothers who saw him stood up straight and saluted, Bo Cai was very satisfied for a while, and returned to his big tent to prepare to rest. Tomorrow we will continue to fight during the day, and we will not be able to sleep well at night.

As the night wore on, the Yellow Turbans dozed off with their spears and the scattered patrols in the army were completely gone. It's been two months, and every night has passed like this, and today will be no exception.

The sentry in front of the military village took one last look at Changshe City before going to sleep, and it was as silent as ever under the dim moonlight.

On the contrary, in the city of Changshe, in the command hall of Huangfu Song, the atmosphere was so grim that water could drip out. Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun stood at the top, looked at each other, and then nodded firmly.

There is a wind tonight, the wind is facing the Yellow Turban and facing the Changshe, Huangfu Song believes that this is the best time to attack the fire attack at night, the Yellow Turban is not effective and negligent in governing the army, plus he has never been in trouble at night in the past two months, as long as his hands and feet are hidden, the Yellow Turban must be defenseless.

The soldiers were fast, Huangfu Song quickly assembled the army, and then formed a special death squad, taking advantage of the dark moon and high wind, secretly released them out of the city with a bamboo basket, all the way to the back of the Yellow Turban Military Village, and the army in the city agreed to start a fire. As long as the fire is about to burn, he will take advantage of the chaos to launch a general attack and crush the yellow turban in one fell swoop.

At night, Changshe City is quiet like a silent person, but under the calm appearance, there is a dark tide of turbulent heart.

Soon, Huangfu Song looked at the row of hardcover young men in front of him. Most of them had no families, and there were no Venerable Masters to support. If you fail to do something like night attack and arson, it will definitely be a dead end, and if you succeed, you may not be able to get out of the way.

However, there was no trace of fear in the eyes of these young men in front of him, and Huangfu Song had been on the horse, and he couldn't help but be a little moved at this moment. Of course, the way the husband expresses his emotions is not as weak and tactful as that of the woman's family, although he has mixed feelings in his heart, but his face does not loosen in the slightest, but he raises the wine bowl, raises his neck and drinks it all, and then slams the bowl on the ground, and after a crisp sound, the fragments scatter.

After drinking it himself, Huangfu Song walked to the Einsatzgruppen, personally picked up the wine jar, and poured them bowl by bowl of wine. This is undoubtedly a great honor for these young and ordinary soldiers, who immediately blushed, took the wine bowl, and drank it in a big gulp like Huangfu Song, and then smashed the bowl on the ground.

"If this night is successful, I will definitely be holy in person, and I will ask for a reward for all the brothers!"

Because it was a sneak attack, everyone couldn't shout loudly to respond to Huangfu Song's mobilization, so they could only forcibly restrain the burning ambition in their hearts and clench the blades in their hands desperately.

"Let's go." Seeing that the time had come, Huangfu Song gave the order to act.

As soon as the words fell, Huangfu Song felt that there was a little more light in the vast night outside the city. Just when Huangfu Song thought it was an illusion and was puzzled, that little bit of light became bigger and bigger, and soon devoured half of the Yellow Turban's military camp at an alarming speed, and the monstrous fire tore at the Yellow Turban's camp like an evil dragon, and soon, the miserable shouts of the Yellow Turban and the noise of rushing to the fire were heard in the distance.

"Someone and I went together and set fire to the Yellow Turban Army Village when the wind was changing?" Huangfu Song only had a moment in his mind, and he immediately gave up the useless entanglement of the details of the matter. Now he just needs to know that this person's attack on the Yellow Turban is a friend rather than an enemy, and he just needs this fire to take advantage of it now. Therefore, Huangfu Song immediately shouted loudly, commanded all the troops in the city to charge, and launched a general attack on more than 100,000 Yellow Turban thieves!

In an instant, the gate of the Changsha City, which had been closed for two months, suddenly opened, and the army in the city rushed towards the Yellow Turban like crazy. These two months of grievances, the endurance of the scolding of those thieves outside the city, as the pride of the Han official army, all broke out at this moment, the momentum of the official army at this time can no longer be described by sharpness, it is completely an unstoppable domineering, every soldier has the heroism and ferocity of tens of millions of people.

At this time, the yellow scarves had been completely messed up, and the army of more than 100,000 had already suffered a lot of losses at this time, basically all of them were killed and injured in the fire and trampling on each other because of improper command. The Yellow Turban Army was running everywhere fleeing for their lives, and the chaotic shouts were mixed together, and it was impossible to hear whether anyone was in command, and no one even knew where Commander Bo was at this time. And when the officers and soldiers were killed in front of them, they naturally had no strength to resist, and the yellow turban was like a nest of ants in the water, scattering and fleeing like a tide, panicking.

Wei Tong stood at the edge of the Yellow Turban barracks, and did not go deep into it to try to find Bo Cai, which was not very realistic and too dangerous, so he stayed at the place where he set the fire, while catching those fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers to brush up on their exploits, while waiting for Huangfu Song to find out.

Vaguely hearing the movement of galloping horses, Wei Tong drifted away by the firelight. Battle of Chosha...... Cao Cao appeared on the stage of history for the first time as a separate military force.

The clear-eyed young man in Luoyang City didn't know what he was like now......