"The eloquence of a guerrilla general is really rare in the world." Qiao Xuan smiled, and continued to go back to sleep when the matter was resolved, after all, this is a family affair of Le'an, and it is better for him, an outsider, to take care of it. Of course, it is not known how long this outsider's identity will last.

Qiao Wushuang also returned to the room with a slight smile, Qiao Wuxue saw that her sister and father had gone back to rest, so she had to follow her sister and go back unwillingly, but when she left, she made a grimace at Liu Ke.

Liu Ke saw this grimace, but Liu Ke only smiled slightly.

That night, Liu Ke, Liu Kecheng, and Jia Xu drank bitterly in this military division's mansion, raised a glass to invite the moon, and got drunk. It's a good wine, Fan Xiwen's treasure. The best Du Kang, the ten altars of Fan Xiwen's collection, Du Kang, has three altars explained here at the moment.

The next morning, all the tide of battle changed, and the cause was just a pigeon flying out of Le'an.

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The rain drenched everything, and all the roads were muddy. It was the first heavy rain of December, and it seemed so impatient. Heavy rain washed over the ground, making it difficult for pedestrians to move forward.

A grain transport team of only 200 Yellow Turban Army pushed dozens of board carts on the winding path and staggered, each Yellow Turban Army was pushing the cart hard, but the road was too muddy, although each Yellow Turban Army used their best strength, but the speed of the team can still be described as turtle speed. Such a speed can make Huang Hai, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army's grain transportation team, anxious, it is only one day away from the stipulated time, but now the team is still nearly a hundred miles away from Le'an City.

At this rate, Huang Hai knew that he would definitely be dealt with by military law.

"Hurry up, give me some fucking strength, I didn't eat in the morning?" Huang Hai had no choice but to sprinkle all his anger on the Yellow Turban soldier, and kept scolding this soldier, hoping that the soldier could speed up a little faster.

The soldiers were scolded by Huang Hai, and they felt uncomfortable, and they kept greeting the women in Huang Hai's family.

"Captain, it's not that we don't want to hurry, it's just that this road is really bad. The brothers used their strength to feed, but the road was not walked by man. An older Yellow Turban soldier spoke up, and then a lot of Yellow Turban echoes answered.

"I fucking know that this road is not easy to walk, but tomorrow is the date for the payment of grain, we are still hundreds of miles away from Le'an, and then Lao Tzu will be dealt with by military law." Huang Hai saw that he seemed to be angry, so he softened his tone slightly.

"Well, if only we had horses, we'd be able to get there on time with those brutes." I don't know if it's the one who said.

"Hey, don't dream, there are so many horses in our army, and those generals haven't ridden enough, how can they be used to transport food for us?" Another Yellow Turban soldier immediately shattered the daydream of the Yellow Turban Army, leaving not even a bubble.

"Coax, coax."

"Coax."

"What's that sound?" Huang Hai suddenly asked, this voice Huang Hai sounded a little familiar, but he was not sure, so Huang Hai asked.

"Captain, it's the sound of horses' hooves."

"Captain, are those generals kind-hearted and willing to lend us horses to carry grain?" Apparently these Yellow Turbans are still daydreaming.

"Hurry, alert." Huang Hai roared a little tremblingly, this sound is the sound of the horse's hooves, and there are at least hundreds of horses listening to this sound, and the cavalry company under the command of Fan Xiwen of Le'an Ling can have formed cavalry in the entire Anping country, about Fan Xiwen used the cavalry company to defeat the rumors that the former army general Hu Zuo's 10,000 army, Huang Hai's heart has always maintained a fear.

"No." Listening to Huang Hai's order, the two hundred Yellow Turban Army did not say anything more, because they heard everything they wanted to know from Huang Hai's voice, this cavalry was not their own people.

All the Yellow Turbans drew their weapons and stood for the enemy.

Cavalry, one hundred and eight cavalrymen appeared in front of Huang Hai, Huang Hai knew that he was finished, and the cavalry company of the Le'an Army was exactly one hundred and eight people.

One hundred and eight cavalrymen came directly towards this grain transport team, and they were not much surprised to see that the Yellow Turban Army was already in full battle, facing a force of only two hundred people, even if the enemy had already prepared for it, it would not be the turn of these cavalry to deal with it squarely.

"Projectile." Wang Si, the commander of the cavalry company, ordered, without a trace of emotion in his voice, and he had to be as ruthless as the cold wind in winter against the enemy.

Wang Si's order was given, and one hundred and eight javelins shot straight out, shooting straight at the Yellow Turban Army.

"Run, this is the Javelin stunt of the Le'an Army, if we don't run, we will all die." Just like when they captured Le'an City before, the Yellow Turban Army chose to flee directly after seeing the Javelin of the Le'an Army shoot.

However, on this muddy avenue, the speed of the Yellow Turban Army was not much, and this time the Le'an Army did not seem to have any intention of leaving deserters. Wang Si urged the horses to cross the convoy carrying grain and kill the fleeing Yellow Turban Army. The big knife appeared in his hand, and Wang Si slashed at a Yellow Turban soldier, killing him with one sword.

This was a massacre, one hundred and eight cavalrymen slaughtered two hundred Yellow Turban Army food transport teams directly and cleanly with one knife and one sword. Regardless of the pleading of the Yellow Turban Army, the cavalry company swept through all living lives like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves. Prisoners, all don't.

"Clean up the battlefield and burn all the supplies." Wang Si commanded.

"Yes." The cavalry put the corpses of the Yellow Turban Army together, and then burned them together with the grain convoy, looking at the fire that rose to the sky, the corners of Wang Si's mouth twitched, the grain escorted by this grain transport team to the motherland A thousand-person team of 1,000 people ate for three days, but now it was burned clean by their own fire, which is an absolute waste of food.

"The whole army retreats and moves to the next target." Looking at the smoke and dust, Wang Si ordered again.

Well, this is an attack arranged by Fan Xiwen, an attack on a scale, and the attack drama of the home field sung by the two ace troops of Le'an. The main thing is to cut off all contact and supply of the Yellow Turban Army to the outside world.

This is the prelude to Fan Xiwen's general offensive, and it is a big drama prepared to force Zhang Niujiao to duel with Zhang Shen, the current master of Anping Kingdom. Of course, all this is the strategy of Jia Xu, the military master of Le'an, a few days ago after receiving a secret message from Liu Ke, Fan Xiwen hurriedly rushed back to Le'an, of course, through the secret passage.

(There will be a recommendation tomorrow, and the scholar will strive for three shifts a day.) There is also the first volume that will end as soon as possible, after all, this first volume is too verbose, thanks to Fengmeng's proposal. ）