Wancheng Council Hall.

The generals of the Yellow Turban Army looked at Han Zhong, waiting for Han Zhong's order.

"The military advisor is lucky, the youngest son is Korean, the doorman is Chi Gong, and he listens to the !!"

Han Zhong pondered for a moment and issued an order.

"Order the three of you, with three hundred Yellow Turban Warriors, to go out of the city to negotiate peace with the Han army. Wenci, you lead 500 soldiers to take down the He family. ”

Han Zhong gave the order, and the generals in the audience shouted "No!! ”

Half an hour later, in the conference hall, there were only Han Zhong Han-style father and son left.

Han Shi exchanged a few words with Han Zhong, and then strolled out.

"I really don't know how much hardship Shi'er has endured over the years to have such a talent."

Han Zhong looked at the slender figure of the Korean style, and felt a little more distressed in his heart. Although the Han Dynasty has opened up Confucianism since Emperor Wu, and Confucian schools have been set up in various places, it is not easy for ordinary people to study and have an achievement.

"Lord !!"

Wei Chigong was the first to come out of the conference hall, and he had been waiting here for half an hour.

"Wei Chigong, follow me to the Yellow Turban Army barracks."

Since the defeat of Zhao Hong, Han Zhong took over, and changed the habit of forming grass as a camp in the past, a large number of the remaining elites were arranged by Han Zhong in the north and south of Wancheng, and those old and weak women and children were distributed in various parts of Wancheng.

Along the way, the Korean style looked at it, whether it was the old and weak women and children of the Yellow Turban Army, or the original residents of Wancheng, they all had sallow faces. There is little cooking smoke, and the Korean style walks to the cooking smoke, opens the pot, and takes a look.

After reading it, Han Shi hid his face and sighed, and walked quickly to the Yellow Turban Army barracks.

Since the Han Dynasty, the people eat twice a day, the food is mostly rice, millet, millet, wheat, and soybean, and in the Three Kingdoms period, democracy also eats more pasta, and the practice of pasta is very diverse: boiling it with water is called soup cake, steaming it with a basket is called steaming cake, and baking it with fire is called furnace cake.

Therefore, the Korean style thinks that the pot should be pasta.

However, the pot was nothing more than a clear soup, and when it was turned up, it was just a few slices of sunflower vegetables.

"Xing, the people are bitter. Death, the people suffer. ”

At this moment, the Korean style realized the true meaning of this sentence.

Imagine if it weren't for the Yellow Turban Uprising, the people's lives would be better than they are now. However, the results have been remarkable.

During the reign of Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, land annexation was serious, and countless peasants went bankrupt and became slaves. Today, although these people live in hardship, they are also free.

"If we don't solve the dilemma as soon as possible, it won't be long before I am afraid that there will be a situation where the child is easy to eat."

Han Shi exhaled slowly, except for the early Western Han Dynasty, there was a situation of eating with a child, and at the end of other dynasties, there was more or less a situation of eating with a child.

And once there is a change of son and eat, this Wancheng will inevitably fall into chaos, chaos together, I believe that without Zhu Jun attacking the city, Wancheng will be broken.

I don't know how long it took, Han Shi and Wei Chi Gong arrived at the Yellow Turban Army barracks, and the scene that caught their eyes made Han Shi's heart even colder.

Nearly 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers are all thin and yellow-skinned, and although there is cooking smoke, it is a few points better than what the Korean style saw in the city just now.

And the weapons of the nearly 10,000 Yellow Turban Army are even more embarrassing to the Korean style, all of them are some farm tools, except for a few generals who have a few sabers in their hands and a bow and arrow on their backs, they are gone.

However, after thinking about it, it is reasonable for the Korean style to have such a situation. After all, half a year ago, these Yellow Turban Army were all big men who grew grain, although they captured many cities in Nanyang in the past six months, but weapons were scarce, and the weapons were defeated one after another, and the damage to the weapons was also relatively serious.

Another most important reason is that these Yellow Turban troops are very likely to be just tools to consume siege weapons. Therefore, the Yellow Turban Army above the city should be fully equipped.

Walking into the depths of this Yellow Turban Army barracks, the big man in your eyes is much stronger than the Yellow Turban Army outside.

The big man's name is Xingtu, and the three hundred big men behind him are thinner than him, but they are not much worse.

"Despicable torture plan to meet the major general."

Xingtu led three hundred yellow turban wrestlers and bowed his waist to make a big salute to Han Shi.

Zhang Jiao proclaimed himself a great teacher, and the elite soldiers under him were called Yellow Turban Warriors, and Yellow Turban Warriors, in various classics of the pre-Qin Dynasty, were only summoned by immortals.

And in the teams led by Qu Shuai in various places, whether it is the Yellow Turban Warriors sent by Zhang Jiao or the Yellow Turban Warriors trained by them, they are the only hole cards that can confront the Han Army.

"General Xing, please hurry up, if it weren't for General Xing and the hundreds of Yellow Turban wrecks under his command, Wancheng must have been breached."

Half a month ago, Zhu Jun took advantage of the defeat of Zhao Hong, so he wanted to lead the army directly and break through Wancheng. If it weren't for the Yellow Turban wrestlers fighting to the death, this Wancheng would have been breached early. It was in that battle that the number of Yellow Turban wrestlers was reduced from 1,000 to 300.

"The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand. Everything is for the great teacher, and meritorious service is worthy of it. It's just that he is now besieged by Han thieves, and he is really a nest. ”

Xingtu sighed a few times, although these Yellow Turban wrestlers were sent here, they only respected the great teacher Zhang Jiao in their hearts.

This reason is also very simple, there are many of these Yellow Turban wrestlers who were adopted and raised by Zhang Jiao, or received Zhang Jiao's great kindness, and the ancients respected great kindness and great retribution the most.

Because of this, even when the Yellow Turban Army was undoubtedly defeated, none of the Yellow Turban wrestlers around Zhang Jiao said surrender, and they all fought to the death.

"General Xingtu does not have to blame himself, the purpose of this trip is to understand the siege. At that time, the siege will be lifted, and we will continue to realize the great ambition of the Great Master. ”

Han Shi encouraged.

Now, Zhang Jiao's situation is also difficult. The Han army was besieged, and Zhang Jiao was sick, and he was already running out of oil.

"It's all up to the Major General to send you."

Half an hour ago, Han Zhong sent someone to send a military order. When I heard about the punishment map, I thought it was going to be lowered, but I was 10,000 unwilling. However, the herald didn't have to go long before Bu Xing came.

Xingtu didn't have that much trust in Han Zhong and Han Shi's countermeasures. However, for Bu Xing, Xingtu is very trusting.

The reason is the same, Bu Xing is the military advisor assigned by the great teacher Zhang Jiao for the Nanyang Uprising.

Bu Xing also knew Xingtu's temper, and when he came to this pair of Xingtu, he was persuaded by Xing Tu.

And Bu Xing whispered a few words to the torture map when he left.

When Xingtu heard this, his fists couldn't help clenching, and he looked at the sky and shouted, "Heaven is unkind, God is unfair." ”

"Let's go to the camp first." Han Shi interrupted the torture diagram and said.

Han Shi and Xingtu entered the camp tent, discussed the arrangements for tomorrow, and then took Wei Chigong back to his residence.

Lying on the bed, Han Shi touched the copper ring on his finger.

"Isn't it a drop of blood, so that I can enter that space again and summon another famous general?"

Han Shi said just do it, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood into the copper ring.

"The stinging sensation hits ......."