The Yellow Turban Army came from Yingchuan to the direction of Wangjiabao, and suddenly the dust flew up, and a yellow sea could be seen faintly.

Not long after, a man riding a pack horse, carrying a long axe, medium stature, and a rough face lightly clamped the pack horse, walked to about 200 meters outside the fort, raised a long axe and shouted at Wang Jun and others: "A certain Taiping Dao Ma Biao, you will see that the Taiping Dao Heavenly Soldiers are here, and they will not be captured." ”

Wang Jun stepped forward and shouted, "I am the lord of Wangjiabao, Wang Jun." We are willing to give a thousand loads of grain and grass for this hero, and we hope that you will retreat. ”

A guard trotted to Ma Biao's side and whispered: "My lord, this person is the owner of the Qingwei Bureau, which can be described as a rich party, and his family has countless money and food. It is said that he had ten thousand gold in his house, and silk cloth was piled up in a large house. ”

The more Ma Biao listened, the brighter his eyes became, Ma Biao, who was born in a poor family, had been begging since he was a child, and it was still a question of whether he could live if he hadn't met Zhang Jiao, so don't say ten thousand gold, even ten gold has never been seen.

coughed dryly and said: "Listen to Lao Tzu, as long as you send 10,000 gold, 100,000 loads of grain, and 1,000 horses of silk, Lao Tzu will be a fart for you." ”

Wang Jun was slightly angry when he heard this, his eyes were undisguised murderous, and he didn't have time to speak.

Zhang Fei said angrily: "Who is the little yellow turban thief who gave you the courage to talk to Zhang Ye like this." ”

Ma Biao tilted his head and glanced at Zhang Fei, and said with disdain: "What kind of thing are you black charcoal?" ”

"Wow, your Grandpa Zhang." When Zhang Fei heard this, he felt that his nose was crooked, and a little yellow turban thief actually dared to play tricks in front of him, and said angrily: "Childe, you give me some people, I can't see that I will capture and kill this unknown person." ”

Wang Jun listened to Ma Biao's words, and he was also angry. However, I still understand the priority of the matter, and the significance of this battle lies in the training of troops.

In addition to the big bull, Dian Wei and the others can easily kill Ma Biao no matter who goes into battle, but as long as the Yellow Turban Army sends one or 20,000 soldiers and horses, Wang Jun will have a headache.

At that time, Wang Jun and the others will naturally be safe and sound, but the capital of his subordinates to start a business is terrible.

glanced at Zhang Fei sideways, and said lightly: "If you want to fight, you can only lose, not win." ”

Zhang Fei was completely dumbfounded, he was only allowed to lose, and the battle that he was not allowed to win was not to suffocate him, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back, and stammered: "Gong... Sub you... Did you say it wrong? Or did I hear it wrong? ”

Zhao Yun and the others were also dumbfounded, if it wasn't for Zhang Fei taking the lead, they would also be ready to fight.

I couldn't have imagined that Wang Jun would let the people who fought in the battle not be allowed to win, but only to lose. This is beyond everyone's expectations, and I can't figure out the deep meaning at all.

Xi Zhicai immediately figured out Wang Jun's plan, and hurriedly persuaded: "The head of the family is the first battle, we are already few people, and we are afraid of the Yellow Turban Army, and the guards are already a little panicked, so the first battle can be defended and cannot be lost." ”

Wang Jun immediately reacted, he forgot that this was not an army that had experienced a hundred battles and won many battles.

This is just a group of new soldiers, although they have been training for more than two years, but they are actually a group of new soldiers who have never seen blood.

It is estimated that even if the first battle is a fake defeat, the people's hearts will be scattered if they are not good. It seems that he can only find a way to provoke the enemy general and let him send people to attack.

Wang Jun thought about it and walked to the female wall, smiled slightly, and said to Ma Biao: "You dare to ask for so many things as an unknown person, I will give you a thousand loads of food, you should kneel down and thank me for my gift." ”

"Since you still dare to open your mouth, you don't have fart skills, so you have thick skin. If it weren't for Zhang Jiao to see you pitiful, you wouldn't even be as good as a dog now. ”

"Now if you kneel down and ask for my forgiveness, I will reward you with fresh bones. If it's a little later, you'll only be rewarded with a little shit. ”

Suddenly, everyone on Wang Jun's side laughed, and several guards pointed at Ma Biao, laughing and scolding: "What the head of the family said is good, I can afford you, you are just a dog." Obedient reward you with dog bones, disobedient feed you. ”

Ma Biao can be the main general of the city, but when he heard the words, he was still angry, and waved his big hand and shouted: "Kill me, capture Wangjiabao, and I will allow you to plunder freely."

The hundreds of official Yellow Turban soldiers behind him heard the news and immediately rushed out with swords, guns, and shields with fanatical faces, turned their faces and Ma Biao lowered his head in the ears of the guards, and whispered: "Let the brothers slow down, and let the ordinary believers behind go first." ”

The guard had a wicked smile on his face and whispered, "Yes, my lord." ”

The guards immediately caught up with the Taiping Dao team directly under them, passed down Ma Biao's order, and suddenly slowly slowed down by one percent, and were surpassed by a group of believers behind.

The people on the city wall looked at the unfamiliar faces below, and found that they were only hoes, sickles, wooden sticks, axes and other things in their hands, but they were full of fanaticism, madness, and excitement.

Wang Jun couldn't help but sigh in his heart that these people were crazy, and he didn't even want his life. But this is not the time to think about this, shouting, "Try archery." ”

A person in the archery team walked out, pulled the bow, loaded the arrow, let go, and "boom" a set of skillful movements, and the arrow drew a perfect arc in the air and was firmly inserted into the ground.

Looking at the victims, or the Yellow Turban Army, who crossed the distance of the test archery, Wang Jun put away the good thoughts in his heart, raised his fist, and waited for more than half of the people to rush over, hardening his heart and shouting: "The archer raises the bow, prepares, and releases it three times in a row." ”

A series of bowstrings rang out, and arrows flew in the air and landed to the ground.

"Ahh Yes... Help me, I don't want to die. ”

The Yellow Turbans, who did not have a single protective measure, were shot in the chest, arms, legs, and so on by this sudden rain of arrows. Fell to the ground and was trampled by the rear.

The Yellow Turban Army was getting closer and closer to the city wall, and Wang Jun shouted: "Sword and shield soldiers, pikemen step forward, archers retreat, free to attack." ”

A sword and shield soldier stepped forward with a shield, and Wang Jun shouted when he saw this: "Stones, roll wood and prepare, throw." ”

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Army had rushed to the city wall, a famous sword and shield soldier threw the stone and rolling wood down.

There was another cry of crying father and mother, Ma Biao smiled heartily, this battle has already tested a lot of things, and now there are no siege equipment, it seems that it is necessary to build some ladders.

"Mingjin retreats."

"Bell, bell, bell." Several men holding golden gongs struck the gongs in their hands.

The Yellow Turban Army threw the corpses on the ground, stumbled and crawled back, and set up camp.

Seeing this, Wang Jun ordered Zhang Fei to take people out to collect the corpses, recover arrows, rolling logs, and stones.

A breeze blew gently, and the smell of blood drifted to the city with the wind, Wang Jun only felt a churning in his stomach, Zhao Yun noticed Wang Jun's strange appearance, blocked Wang Jun's sight with his body, and persuaded: "Master of the family, why don't you go down and rest?" ”

Wang Jun pushed aside Zhao Yun, barely squeezed out a smile, and replied: "The troubled times are coming, if I can't adapt to this battlefield now, it won't be long before I will be eliminated." ”

Quietly watching the guards, carrying the corpses, collecting the bow and arrows. Turning his head to Dian Wei, he said, "Lao Dian, you ordered to go down, don't make meat today, and have a bowl of wine per person." ”

"And replace everyone who is now with another batch."

"No."