Yu Ban let out a "hmm" and didn't react.

The general looked at him cautiously.

"It's already the sixth batch, general, aren't we going back to the lord?"

This sentence caused a little reaction.

The middle-aged general, whose eyelids were slightly red by the sea breeze and whose eye bags drooped very much, raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Are you scared?"

The general was taken aback, "How can you be afraid of these rabble!" ”

Those people were not so much soldiers, and their combat effectiveness was not much stronger than that of the rogues, and it was so easy to defeat them given the strictness of the Forbidden Army.

But Yu Ban still saw a look of fear in the eyes of the general.

Those people are indeed not elite soldiers, they are just refugees from Qingzhou to the south, and the local farmers in Langya Donghai are formed together, their combat effectiveness is not to mention that they are not competing with the elite soldiers of the ban, but they are still not enough compared with the people under the ban.

They did not have enough food, uniform uniforms, and weapons at their disposal.

Most of them are scribe students in the Beihai Academy, who have never seen a battle in their lives, and have only read one or two military books at most.

What kind of army is this, and how can it be called an "army"!

They knew that if they went directly to the southwest, they would encounter the elite soldiers of Yanzhou under the command of Duke Cao, and they would definitely not be able to defeat them with their ridiculous strength, so they moved such a bad idea, and wanted to make a detour to the south, first come to Huai'an, and join Lu Lian or Guan Yu as one way, and then go to support Liu Bei.

Yu Bantun was stationed in a small village south of Qucheng, originally to block the reinforcements south of Huai'an, but when he encountered such a ridiculous "reinforcement", he was also sent away.

It doesn't take long to defeat them, just meet and attack with the whole army, sandwich the two loaves of bread, and then - slaughter them all.

But Yu Ban understood where his fear of partiality came from.

…… This war is very different from what it used to be.

It was also his own territory that was conquered, and he had followed the lord to defeat Lu Bu in Puyang, so he was not inexperienced.

In his impression, whether it is a scholar or a common people, except for the most famous group of wealthy families, most of the rest go with the tide and protect their lives.

Today, when Lu Bu came, they carefully flattered Lu Bu;

Tomorrow Cao Gong will come back, and they will be busy eating pot pulp, wanting to seek the lives of the whole family under the eyes of Cao Gong.

These people are cowardly and cowardly, and perhaps in the eyes of the lord, they should bother to appease them, but in the eyes of this pure general, these poor warriors and common people, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, have no effect on the war—they do not have the courage to make any decisions.

Therefore, the "reinforcements" that went south really surprised him.

Those "reinforcements" would form ridiculously loose formations, would clumsily give orders, would raise tattered banners and rush at his troops.

…… Then under the charge of his whole army, the birds and beasts were scattered.

Yu Ban originally didn't want to kill them, he wasn't that brutal, and he didn't have that kind of energy.

But after several such tug-of-wars, the general still had to order the whole army to pursue, and be sure to kill every single one of them.

Because those people will come back after they are scattered.

If their supply of troops is not replenished for a while, they will also try to hide in the mountains and forests, hide by the stream, and ambush the soldiers who are chopping wood or fetching water.

If they slowly increase in number, they will start attacking again......

Raising their tattered flags, which were so indistinguishable from the handwriting and color, they staggered and rushed over with mixed shouts! Again, again! It's endless, it's endless!

"General!" A soldier hurried over, "There's a reprimand!" About ten miles north of the road, five thousand soldiers and horses are coming towards me! ”

Yu Ban glanced at the general and turned to the soldiers, "What kind of soldiers and horses?" ”

"It's still those, those bravery!"

"What bravery!" The general scolded, "It's a thief army!" ”

"Yes!" The soldier hurriedly changed his words, "It's Qingxu's thief army!" ”

"Under whose banner?"

"Stained, can't see clearly!"

"How's the blade?"

"Many are made of sticks! Those who have a good weapon are less than one in ten! ”

Yu Ban nodded, "Order, prepare for war." ”

"Yes!"

The sun was gradually moving westward, and the sea breeze was getting colder and harder, so the general suddenly shivered, and Yu Ban didn't see it at all.

"General......

"If I can kill them six times, I can kill them sixty times, six hundred times," Yu Ban didn't look back, and said coldly, "Kill Qingxu and Xuzhou, and there will be no more foolish people who dare to stand up for Liu Bei!" ”

“…… Be! ”

To the south of Qucheng, on a dirt road less than ten miles away from the forbidden barracks, this "volunteer bravery" is slowly coming.

They were dressed in tatters, but still cherished the sticks in their hands, and carefully wrapped them with the last strip of cloth.

This is ridiculous, because the cloth-wrapped stick still does not compete with the real army-standard weapons.

Some of them were driving donkeys or oxen, and the carts were piled with bags, and they knew at a glance that they were loaded with some grain and grass, and when they walked on the rough roads, they were more careful, and from a distance they looked less like an army, but more like a group of men who had come out to transport grain and grass.

There was a particularly tall man who walked in this group of ragged "volunteers", and in order to make himself less conspicuous, he deliberately put on a straw hat.

…… The scouts in the distance didn't notice him much, but the people around him frequently looked at his strange dress.

Finally, this man couldn't help it.

"What are you looking at!"

"I look at the general's straw hat," Chen Zhi obediently realized, and immediately found an explanation, "It's very delicate, not like the kind of goods that can be bought on the market." ”

"That's nature," Guan Yu smiled, "This is my brother made it up!" ”

Chapter 289

When the "thief army" was approaching, Yu Ban's soldiers also lined up on the battlefield and waited for it.

This army suffered a little loss when it withdrew from Huai'an City, but after reporting to Cao Cao, it rested for a while, and still maintained a lineup of two battalions with a total of 5,000 people, and the armor and blades were very neat and not shabby.

But after the army lost Huai'an, food became a problem, and they had to loot everywhere to make a living, and in order to hide the location of the camp, Yu Ban also specially ordered the soldiers to go to distant villages and towns to loot grain and grass and people to come back, these back and forth actions also made the soldiers tired.

But this "thief army" is not only human, the scout reported that some grain and grass were also staked, which is very attractive.

Yu Ban didn't think there was anything unusual about this, the first six batches of reinforcements were also like this, they went all the way south from Langya, and they brought almost everything on the baggage cart except for the blades, pots and pans, grain, grass, money, silk, and cattle, sheep and horses, these things are all important supplies, so although some people below the self-biased general are faintly afraid, Yu Ban's mood is diametrically opposite.

He was happy to use the belongings of these Qingxu people to cook a pot of hot broth to drink, and drive away the chill brought by the icy sea breeze.

Although he didn't say it, his partiality was not happy.

Yu Ban is a native of Taishan County, which means that the place where he lives is not very far from Qingxu, whether it is a businessman or a bachelor, in the era of the former Han or that Han, the people of Taishan County have very close contacts with Qingxu and Qingxu.

Their accents are similar, and there is no obstacle in their ability to speak.

The general trampled on the wild grass on the ground.

The wasteland has endured six wars, and it seems to have changed somewhat.

What kind of change it was, this vulgar, uneducated man couldn't say, but he just vaguely felt that when he led a battalion of soldiers and horses into this battlefield, something became wrong here.

After each battle, this wasteland is a yellow-orange color, the wind carries a steaming fishy sweetness, everywhere there are people moaning, screaming, part of the land is sticky, stepping on it, it will make a gurgling sound, this is mostly a hollow, the blood gathers too much, and after slowly sucking into the soil, the soil naturally becomes loose and moist.

But after the soldiers came and went to collect the spoils, and piled them up for the people who were becoming quieter, and then commanded the men to pull them away, the color of the moor gradually turned black.

It's pitch black, a little rusty, but when you get closer, you will see that the blood that has not dried up is still flowing in it, and the smell is no longer fishy and sweet, and such a land will emit a rancid smell, and it will gradually become harder and harder as the weather gets colder and colder.

But why is there still blood flowing through the soil for the past few days? It's long overdue for drying.

The adjutant general couldn't figure it out, but he felt very uncomfortable for some reason.

"The view here is wide, there is a distance between Qucheng and Huai'an, and there is a forest on the side of the road," Yu Ban said calmly, "Isn't it just a battlefield?" ”

The lieutenant still doesn't like it here.

The sun is abandoning, the light is dimming, and the temperature is dropping.

The wind blew through the bare woods, and there was a shrill and poignant sound, like someone crying, and like someone complaining.

The wind stopped.

But the voice still turned in his ear, and with a cold and resentful tone, it asked him something in a low voice.

"They're coming!"

The partial general hit a spirit.

At the end of the shadowy, pale and thin woods, the shadows slowly came.

There were soldiers whispering.

Did those people have blood on their faces?

Is there a bloody hole in the shell?

Is their jaw torn off?

Is their blood flowing unscrupulously?

"Drumming-" Yu Ban shouted, "Knife hand!" ”

His voice woke up the hesitant and hesitant soldiers, there are generals here, what are they to fear!

The team shouted loudly, just kill the seventh batch of thieves!

Kill them all!

Then you can use their carts to carry their grain and rice, take their cattle and sheep, and go back to the camp to feast!

When they thought like this, and took it step by step, first slowly, then faster and faster, more and more urgently, and even with some impatient madness, the enemy troops on the opposite side also moved.

Some of them pulled out their cold-shining ring-headed knives from the wooden sticks wrapped in cloth, some took the rattan medals from the baggage carts, and a row of ragged men wearing tattered straw sandals came to the front row.

They had crossbows in their hands, their hands were steady, and their eyes were cold.