The river is one of the nine rivers of Yushu, according to the record of "Erya", it is named because of its wide upper and narrow lower cheeks. The Horse Cheek River is located on the western edge of Pingyuan County, and divides the area west of the Great River in Pingyuan County into two parts. It is a small, triangular piece of China, located west of the Maji River, next to the Qinghe Kingdom, the most chaotic area of the Plains County, and only the county seat has not yet been reduced; The other is the essence of Plains County, which is shaped like an irregular long-necked vase, and Plains City just guards the mouth of this vase.

At present, along the Maji River, the township has been ordered to arrange manpower to keep watch day and night, and once the yellow turban is found, the fire alarm will be immediately reported. Ande in the lower reaches of the Maji River not only did not transfer troops, but also sent an additional 1,300 Han troops to garrison, bringing its garrison to 1,005, plus the 1,500 young men recruited by Ande Ling, making its garrison as high as 3,000.

Moreover, every summer, there will be several heavy rains in Pingyuan County, this year the rainstorm came early, and it rained for three days in early April, and the water of the Maji River swelled, which made it more difficult to cross the river. It is basically impossible for a large group of yellow turbans to cross the Horse Cheek River without being detected.

Therefore, according to my analysis, among the small group of moth thieves encountered by Brother Yuanxi's cavalry, the number of yellow turbans in Jizhou should not be much, most of them are from the Bohai Kingdom and the local yellow turbans in the plains, as well as some bandits, etc., they are not trained, have no unified command, and are not strong in their will to fight.

……”

Zhang Ying glanced to the side, and Wu Zifang nodded knowingly.

"It was true, the cavalry met very little resistance. The Yellow Turban's weaponry and combat effectiveness are also very poor! ”

"As the name suggests, Pingyuan County has many plains, and there are rivers flowing through many places, which is a well-known and wealthy place, and Pingyuan County has a large population, with a population of 1.5 million ranking first in Qingzhou. The Yellow Turbans of Jizhou have long coveted the plains, and once hoarded grain and grass in Yu County, a ferry port located east of the Maji River. Southwest of Pingyuan County.

However, the Yellow Turban did not expect that this year's rainy season would be early, and the water in the Maji River would skyrocket. Now, there are still 2,000 Jizhou yellow turbans trapped in Hedong in Yu County.

It is said that the temperature rises in July and August every year in Plains-gun. With less rain, the water level of the Horse Cheek River will drop a lot. At that time, it will be easier to cross the river with the Yellow Turban in Jizhou, and the situation will be very unfavorable for our army.

I suggest starting with Yu County......"

Zhang Ying pondered that it was not a day or two to take the initiative, but no one supported him. Zhu Yong wanted to defend Pingyuan County, but under the pretext of insufficient troops, he actually didn't want to provoke the Yellow Turbans. And Donnie Yen also kept his duty and did not support him in taking risks. Of course, the plain Han army ordered many doors. Defending the city is acceptable, if you attack. Donnie Yen also doesn't have much confidence.

"What about that country?"

"Hehe, Liu Ziping's ability is not bad. There are also many big families with big surnames in the surrounding areas who have squeezed into the county, and now, he wants money and food, and he wants to have manpower, so it should be no problem...... Anyway, Liu Ziping has been guarding for so many days, so let him keep it for a little longer. ”

They are all their own people, and Zhang Ying has no scruples when he speaks.

Plainly. There is only one county town left in the country, and it doesn't matter if it is saved or not. The county is hundreds of miles in radius. There are more than 20,000 households and a population of more than 100,000, while there are only more than 2,000 households and more than 10,000 people in the county. Even if the Yellow Turbans were to rise and a large number of displaced people fled and hid there, there would not be more than 30,000 people. The rest of those who remained outside the city had long since run out; The rest, who stayed for so long, was fine, and had his own way of survival, so don't worry about him for the time being.

"Well," Zhang Han nodded, "If you go outside, you must first settle inside, first eliminate the Yellow Turban of Yu County, and stabilize Hedong."

However, the two armies were at war, and the enemy was the first to be detected. Send more spies to find out the situation of the Yellow Turban in Jizhou! I want the information of the Yellow Turban's generals, troop deployment, and related trends......

In short, I want to know everything about the Yellow Turban! The more detailed, the better! ”

Refusing the residence arranged by Zhu Yong, Zhang Han went straight back to the camp, summoned Zhang Ying, Wu Zifang and others, and studied how to act next overnight. The Jizhou Yellow Turban Incident was the earliest, conquered the county, and was unable to hold on to the Northern Army led by Lu Zhi, and the combat effectiveness must be outstanding, and it is impossible to be as wasted as the Plains Yellow Turban.

Besides, Wu Zifang's cavalry is 100 miles a day, because it fights on the inner line, and can get supplies anytime and anywhere, and each person only carries weapons and a small amount of food, and the situation is completely different if it enters Jizhou. Both the Anping and Qinghe people were staunch supporters of Zhang Jiao.

Rescuing Lu Zhi was just an occasional flash of thought for Zhang Han. Zhang Han thought of Lu Zhi, his mood was a little complicated, he learned a lot from Lu Zhi, although Zhang Han was a little troubled about Cai's affairs, the relationship between the two was always good. In the past few years, Lu Zhi has served as a scholar, and Zhang Chao has relied on him a lot in Yang. But knowing a little bit of history is also one of Zhang Han's advantages. After calming down, Zhang Han didn't really try to save him.

Zhang Han told himself that if he wanted to go to Guangzong, he needed to cross the hinterland of the Yellow Turban, and the Qingzhou Army did not have that strength, Lu Shangshu, you should ask for more blessings!

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At midnight on June 11, the cold moonlight shone on the Mache River, rippling waves, and Wang Xiaosan stared at his sour eyes vigorously to resist the wave of sleepiness. Patting his numb cheek, Wang Xiaosan glanced at Wang Dayan next to him jealously. Wang Adaa was already asleep, and a line of silver saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, wetting the large piece of clothes on his chest.

"What?" Wang Ah was sleeping soundly, but he was suddenly woken up by someone shaking, and he was very annoyed.

"Don't sleep! Beware of the ghost cavalry ......" In the process of spreading the rumor, people will continue to process it, and the ghost cavalry does not know who gave the cavalry a nickname, and it is widely spread.

"Ghost cavalry fart! There are no 100,000 yellow turbans in the plains......"

Wang Dayan didn't believe this, the little three were good, but the old one was shocked, muttered and walked to the river and lifted his robe, and in the sound of "whooshing", he said to himself: "What a ghost cavalry, drink Lao Tzu's urine!" ”

Ignoring Xiao San, Wang Dayan continued to lie down and sleep. Not long after lying down, there was another shaking.

"Little three! Do you want to ......"

Before Wang Dayan's words were finished, he stopped abruptly, Wang Xiaosan was at least seven or eight steps away from him, and it was not that he was shaking, but that the ground was trembling gently. There was also a slight rhythmic sound in the distance, Wang Xiaosan was dumbfounded, one hand pointing at his back, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't say a word. Wang Dayan turned his head sharply, only to see a black shadow more than a hundred steps away quickly pounced.

"Enemy attack!"

The king's voice changed, and he reached out to draw his sword. In an instant, the shadow was near, the horse's hooves roared, the earth trembled, and the king's hands trembled—in the bright moonlight, he could not see the horseman's appearance clearly, the man was black, and the horse was black......

"Ghost, ghost cavalry!"

Wu Zifang wrapped several layers of linen cloth on the horse's hooves, and even painted the men and horses into a pitch black mess, and quietly approached the ferry before getting on the horse

Wei Cheng thought that the vigilance of the yellow turban was so high, and he was annoyed by the distance so far, and the sneak attack did not achieve a strong attack, he did not hesitate to blow the horn,

"Get on the arrow!"

Wu Zifang only shot one round of arrows, then pulled out the ring head knife, swept past the yellow turban sentry like a wind, crossed the long knife, and dragged it with his hand, and the big head rose into the sky, full of blood spurting into the air......

In the light of the extinguishing fire, the battle was over, and although Wang Dayan sounded the alarm, it was too late and did not change the outcome. Wu Zifang wiped the blood on the body of the knife on the dead man, the pungent smell of blood, he had long been used to it, took a deep breath, and looked in the direction of Yu County, the enemy was outnumbered, and it was not a place to stay for a long time. The fire on the ferry pier gradually burned into a fire, and it was time to retreat.

"Lord Bing, only three big ships were found at the ferry......"

"Oh?"

"There are only three, and the rest are small fishing boats two or three feet long......"

"Take your wounded brother and go!"

The big ship of more than 100 stones should be at least six or seven zhang long, this is not mistaken, although it cannot be built in full power, but the torches on the city of Yuxian flickered, and the movement gradually became bigger, now is not the time to be greedy for merit. At the sound of the trumpet, the cavalry drove their horses to run, and when the archers in the city were ready, the cavalry had already gone far away, leaving only a field of fire in their wake.

Looking at the pitch-black wilderness from afar, the scar on Sun Da'er's face trembled, and in the flickering of the torch, it seemed to come to life. It's indescribably hideous. The soldiers who were with him knew that Sun Da's ears were extremely angry, and they all stood up straight, staring intently ahead, as if they wanted to find out the traces of the cavalry through the night......

The poor don't have names, they are either called rankings or nicknames. Sun Da Er's ears are two circles larger than ordinary people, so they are naturally called Sun Da Ears. Sun Da'er is the leader of the Yellow Turban in Yu County.

Sun Da'er was originally from Ganling, he was irritable, powerful, and a little smart, and he was quite appealing in the market. When Zhang Jiao got into trouble. Sun Da'er felt that it was a good opportunity to get ahead, so he took the lead in responding, and led the people of Ganling to seize the king of Ganling. Subsequently, Sun Da'er gave full play to the brutal side of his character, and killed the people in the palace cleanly, and he was about to kill when he was angry. The soldiers around him knew his habits, and they didn't dare to move, for fear of attracting his attention.

Sun Da'er looked around viciously for a long time, but he actually held back his anger and grabbed a personal soldier beside him:

"The order goes down. Gather everyone at once, after dawn. I want to see all the people in Yu County! ”

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On June 16, the morning sun was shining brightly. Shine on the body warmly. But inside and outside Yu County, there was a slaughter, and Sun Da'er divided the people of Yu County into three parts: strong men, strong women, and old and weak. For five days, he drove all the people of Yu County to strengthen Yu County day and night.

Standing on the high ground by the river, Zhang Han looked at Yu County and did not speak for a long time.

"Didn't you say that Sun Da'er was a carpenter??" Zhang Ying also watched it for a long time, speechless, and even doubted the accuracy of the information, "Could it be that the carpenters of the Han Kingdom are so powerful?" ”

Zhang Han ignored him. This time it was really bitten on the hard bones. If you knew in advance that Sun Da Er had this hand. He would definitely not send Wu Zifang to cut off the return of the Yellow Turban in Yu County and startle the snake.

Sun Da'er demolished the houses in the city. The head of Yuxian County is divided into countless compartments with wood, which are not connected to each other, and in front of it is a fence with a thick layer of wood, all of which are covered with thick mud to prevent fire. Then, Sun Da'er placed all the strong men and women in the front, and used yellow turbans to supervise the battle in the back, and cut wood for the soldiers to equip the strong men and women with long wooden spears and iron forks, which could not be used in a small space, such as a cubicle, that is, could not be used against the yellow scarf, but could be constantly pierced from the fence. Only the old and weak were left in the city to cook and carry supplies, all of which were hoisted from the city to the head of the city with long ropes.

"It's troublesome!" Wuzi dialect is concise and to the point.

"Well, even if you take the city, you can't expand it on both sides; There was a cover on the top, and a fence in front, and the bow and arrow were used for most of it; And if you want to climb to the top of the city, you must first destroy the fence. This fence is a pit, and I am afraid that countless lives will be added to it...... Even if this city is defeated, I'm afraid there will be no living people in Yu County! ”

Gao Shun muttered to himself beside him.

"That's not all! The city gate must be blocked with sand and stones, and the back must be blocked, if it were me, even the upper and lower passages would be destroyed, even if the city was attacked, don't even think about entering the city!

Sun Da's ears are going to be desperate! ”

"This city can't be fought hard!"

Speaking everyone's thoughts, Zhang Han finally glanced at Yu Cheng with compassion, turned around and went back to the camp. He brought 8,000 soldiers and horses to fight Yu County, which originally meant to train soldiers, but it seemed that there was no drama.

"Brother Li, it's time to attack Yu County today!"

A ten-year-old Han Jun whispered to the sturdy middle-aged people in front of him, who were holding wooden bowls in their hands, lined up in a long line, and were cooking. It's a bit weird to have to queue up for dinner. But the state soldiers are like this, they follow the customs of the locals, and no one opposes them, and after a long time, they don't care. In the life training near the month, when conditions permit, often take a bath, dig a toilet first when building a military camp, each person will have an extra bowl of ginger soup on rainy days, and there will be meat or fish in the food every day...... Unconsciously, the county soldiers have changed a lot. Compared with the soldiers of the Plains County, this change is particularly obvious.

"Yes, Xiao Liu, the camp was repaired yesterday, and today it must be to attack the city!"

"If you want me to say, I'm afraid this city will not ......be easy to attack today," a soldier next to him interjected.

"You know a lot!" Lao Li glared at him. Although he also felt so, he knew that there were some things to be cautious about. This kind of thing is not something that anyone can say, in case of a name that disturbs the morale of the military...... Hey, Lord Zhang Qingzhou must have an idea, as a soldier, you don't have to think too much. Lao Li still has a good impression of this thorn history for meat. As soon as Lao Li said this, no one said this anymore, and the topic immediately shifted to the cavalry.

"I heard that a few days ago, the cavalry burned the ferry and killed hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers...... If only I were a cavalryman. ”

Xiao Liu's words couldn't hide the envy.

"Just you?!" Someone next to him laughed, "Do you know how to ride a horse?" How do you shoot arrows......"

Everyone argued quietly, Lao Li did not squeak, although he persuaded others to speak, the city he saw yesterday has been circling in his mind, he has been a soldier for many years, he knows very well that this city is not easy to fight!

Of course, victory is inevitable, and Lao Li never doubted this - if the 8,000 Han army couldn't defeat more than 1,000 yellow turbans, wouldn't it be a joke?! The question is, how much will the Han army pay?

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