After Fang Rui left the team, he lurked near the official road.

He took over the second important plan, looking for an opportunity to spread the news that Liu Zhong was kidnapped, and see if the Yellow Turban Army would gather troops to chase and kill.

After sneaking for a while, Fang Rui finally saw a yellow turban team of only five people walking in front of his eyes.

In this vicinity, there are the Yellow Turban Army, who were originally transformed from the peasant rebellion, and they are widely distributed, often patrolling around Guangzong, acting as scouts to prevent the approach of the imperial court's soldiers and horses.

"Brothers, something happened!"

Fang Rui rushed out of the grass.

The five people were taken aback, and when they looked back, they saw that it was their own people, and then they breathed a sigh of relief.

One of them asked, "What happened?" ”

"Liu Zhong, King of Ganling, ......"

Fang Rui hurriedly walked towards them, and when he got closer, he unsuspectingly drew his knife and slashed, killing the person who had just spoken.

The other four people were stunned for a moment when they saw Fang Rui suddenly kill someone, but they were soon killed by Fang Rui.

The last three finally reacted, this is not their own person, but the enemy.

But it was too late to strike back at this time.

Fang Rui was brutally killed, and together with Yang Zhao, Zhang Liang's rear army could still be killed alive, and he had a certain strength, and he quickly cut down all five people.

With one enemy and five enemies, what he paid was a knife in the left shoulder, frowning in pain, fortunately the injury was not deep, after a simple bandage, he took a deep breath, turned around and walked towards the part of the Yellow Turban soldiers who transported the prisoner cart.

"Oh no, something happened!"

Fang Rui walked to that position and shouted directly.

I saw that more than 2,000 people were stopping and waiting for the rear army.

They suddenly saw a yellow turban soldier with blood stains on his body and injuries coming over in a panic, and the man at the head hurriedly put everyone on guard, asking rhetorically, "What happened?" ”

Fang Rui panted and said: "We saw a prisoner cart just now, stopped and interrogated, and the other party said that he was the personal guard of the great sage and good teacher, and he wanted to transport Liu Zhong, the king of Ganling, back to Guangzong, and let us let him go." We insisted that the other party show identification, but when we refused, they killed people with their hands, and I was stabbed and desperately escaped......"

"Not good!"

Before Fang Rui could finish speaking, the person in the lead was shaken.

Prisoner car, Liu Zhong, King of Ganling.

Isn't it the person they just handed over.

Those more than 500 people are not the personal guards of the great sages and good teachers, they may be impersonated by the soldiers and horses of the imperial court!

The man at the head thought of this instantly, grabbed Fang Rui, and shouted, "You lead the way, quickly!" ”

They went back to the place where Fang Rui had killed just now.

The five corpses were still lying on the ground, as if to prove that Fang Rui was not lying.

"Find it!"

The man at the head panicked, he felt like he was going to be finished.

If you don't want to die, you must find Liu Zhong and make up for your mistakes.

After a while, someone ran back and said, "General, we found an empty prisoner car!" ”

"Lead the way!"

The leader shouted.

After a few moments, they arrived at the location of the empty prisoner cart.

It was really the prisoner cart they handed over, and the man at the head almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Fang Rui's task had been completed, and when these people were panicking, they quietly withdrew and left, walked into the barren mountains and mountains, and walked south to meet Yang Zhao.

The news of Liu Zhong's abduction soon spread to all the Yellow Turban soldiers.

In particular, those Yellow Turban soldiers who attacked Ganling immediately reported all kinds of news, and then gathered the Yellow Turban soldiers near Guangzong to intercept and kill Yang Zhao and others.

At this time, Yang Zhao took Liu Zhong, the king of Ganling, and fled to the south of Guantao.

Pavilion pottery, belonging to Yangping County.

It is not far from Quang Binh, but the whole county of Yangping has long since fallen, and they are hiding very carefully within the control of the Yellow Turban Army.

Fleeing all the way here, to ensure that there were no pursuers in the rear, Yang Zhao asked everyone to stop and rest first, and without even sacrificing a single person, he rescued King Ganling, which was a great victory for them.

Now Yang Zhao is most worried about Fang Rui, who is adventuring in the north, I don't know what happened to him, but the news should get out, just wait for him to come back.

From daytime, wait until night.

Fang Rui finally caught up, and all the people who were waiting breathed a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright?"

Yang Zhao asked.

Fang Rui shook his head and said, "It's nothing, I was stabbed." ”

Liu Zhong asked curiously, "Sima Yang, what did this little brother do?" ”

In the past, their princes and nobles would not call a grassroots to be a little brother, but now he depends on these soldiers to survive, so he has to be polite.

"Lure away the other Yellow Turban Moth thieves and help His Highness escape."

Yang Zhao casually made up a reason to explain.

Liu Zhong stood up gratefully and said, "What do you call the little brother?" Wait for this king to come to Luoyang, and ask for credit for you! ”

Fang Rui: "......"

They all understood that asking for credit was just a matter of saying it, and they didn't take it to heart.

But the other party is a prince anyway, so it's hard to ignore it, Yang Zhao and Fang Rui simply flickered over.

Liu Zhong asked again: "Aren't we leaving?" ”

He was very afraid of death, and he just wanted to flee, as far as he could.

"It's night, we are not familiar with life, it is not easy to hurry, someone will come to answer tomorrow morning, Your Highness, please rest assured."

Yang Zhao's words made Liu Zhong feel relieved.

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Imperial court camp.

On the school grounds.

Lu Zhi gathered the elite of the five battalions of the Northern Army and prepared everything.

Although Yang Zhao did not send the news back, the scouts they sent out had already detected the turmoil of the Yellow Turban Army, and it could be judged that Yang Zhao had succeeded and successfully rescued King Ganling.

"Ding Mu and Shen Jie, you lead the Tun cavalry camp and the Yue cavalry camp respectively, and go out of the camp early tomorrow morning to the north to meet Yang Sima and King Ganling."

"After you leave, if you find that there is movement in the Yellow Turban Camp and you want to send troops to attack our camp, you will send 2,000 people from the Tun Cavalry Camp to join Yang Sima, and the others will change direction, rush to the Yellow Turban Camp, and directly set fire to it."

"When the Yellow Turban thieves learn that the rear camp has been attacked, they will retreat back to defend, you set up an ambush and sneak attack, kill the enemy, and retreat immediately, do not fall in love with war."

"If there is no movement in the Yellow Turban Camp, just bring King Ganling back."

"The other three battalions, stay in the big camp, tomorrow the Yellow Turban rebels may attack, hold on together."

Lu Zhi ordered.

He changed his plan and sent two battalions to operate, instead of what Yang Zhao said at the beginning, one battalion was enough.

"Subordinates take orders!"

The captains of the fifth school of the Northern Army responded in unison.

Yang Zhao's plan is about to be implemented, and the whole army is mobilized.

"Teacher, what about us?"

Liu Bei participated in the conquest of the Yellow Turban, not only to serve the country, but also for his own future path, and did not want to do nothing in the barracks.

Lu Zhi thought for a while and asked, "What does Xuande think?" ”

Liu Beizuo said: "The student also wants to go to the king of Ganling, please ask the teacher for permission!" ”

He and King Ganling are also royal relatives, and if they go to receive a share of the credit for saving the imperial family, and save the imperial family with the imperial family, maybe they can get the attention of the imperial court, and they don't have to directly face the main force of the Yellow Turban, and their safety is guaranteed.

Lu Zhi thought for a moment and agreed: "Okay, but in our army, there are not so many war horses, so we can only wronged you to follow on foot." ”

Walking on foot, Liu Bei felt that he might find the King of Ganling faster than the Tun Cavalry Battalion, or simply rush overnight and set off in advance, don't let the Tun Cavalry Battalion take the credit.

"Students take orders!"

Liu Bei bowed and said, his face full of gratitude.