After this attitude came out the next day, it was considered by many people to be a manifestation of weightlifting and having a high chest.

But this is not possible.

"Ci Yu's worries must not be known to the powerful families of the land of Yanyu," the lord whispered to Jian Yong, "The army is tired, there are fugitives, there are campers, the morale must be extremely low, she is just trying her best to hide it." ”

Why hide it? Mr. Jian Yong touched his beard and understood.

- People with faces don't run around the battlefield, people without faces run once, are you sure they won't run a second time?

So it doesn't matter what kind of person the real land hanging fish is.

The general Lu Lian must be decisive and calm, and she even needs to use a little arrogance and imperiousness to highlight her powerful image.

The so-called "big competition" is just a desperate commander trying to boost morale, plus using the disguise of "prizes" to cover up the truth that a large number of middle- and lower-level officers have been killed in battle and need to be temporarily promoted.

"Then again," Mr. Jian Yong comforted the lord very calmly, "Our army has won a miserable victory, there are still this concerns, I don't believe in the arrogance of the Jizhou army, after this defeat, the morale is the same as before!"

It was late at night.

The soldiers on the turret also yawned, leaning half of their bodies against the wooden pillars, their heads swaying little by little.

Someone poked his head out of the tent, squinted for a moment, and then gestured inside.

A group of people quietly ran out.

They stooped and trotted through the junction of shadow and fire, and soon came to the drowning pit, where the stench of the stench immediately dispelled the last of their sleepiness.

The stinking pit was built next to the fence, and no one usually looked at it, but now it seemed to be shining.

Someone pulled out half of the broken hook from behind him, lay on the edge of the pit, and carefully poked it in.

After a few moments, he pulled out a rope ladder.

It's rough and smells unimaginable, but it's enough.

After wiping the dry dirt off the ladder with the hem of their clothes, they used it to climb over the fence of the inner camp and jump onto the dirt road of the main camp.

"Looks like someone is coming." Someone muttered.

"Hide behind the wagon!"

The light of fire and the sound of footsteps gradually stepped forward, and the shadows were shortened in an instant, and everyone's hearts were raised in an instant.

But the footsteps did not stop, and soon walked away.

They poked their heads out from behind the cart, looked left and right for a moment, and quickly chose their direction.

"Over there! Over there! ”

They were to leave the improvised horses of the carts and take advantage of the darkness to go to the dirt road leading to the outside of the camp.

The road was not brightly lit, for no commander would have built his camp in all directions for cavalry charges, and it was always a bit of a twist and turn, and it would have taken great effort for the average soldier to remember.

Of course, if the camp is attacked, the soldiers do not need to worry about how to get to the edge of the camp - this is the duty of the officers.

And if you are caught in the inner camp after nightfall, at most you will knock a few military sticks, and if you get caught out of the inner camp, you will be properly beheaded and shown to the public!

However, as long as you find that way, you only have to climb over the fence that is two feet high, you have to climb out of the trench......

They will be able to escape from this graveyard!

They will be able to go back to their hometown in Jizhou!

As the leader walked through the dim light of the fire and the darkness of the night, he suddenly heard someone shouting!

"There are deserters!"

"There are deserters!"

His heart thumped!

His whole body froze there.

But a moment later, footsteps hurried in the direction of the loud noise.

The team suddenly realized one thing:

This night, they are not the only ones who want to escape!

Chapter 575

The defection that night had been uneventful.

After fighting for a long time, there will definitely be soldiers who can't help but flee, and the military discipline is as strict as there will be in the Lu Lian camp, and the military camp of the Jizhou people is naturally no exception.

While the night watchmen were hurrying in that direction, the group of deserters immediately fled in the opposite direction.

The battalions are one after another, the big camps are set up with small camps, the aisles are blocked, there are arrow towers, and there are guards.

But the night is long, and they can imagine themselves as rats, taking advantage of the darkness of the night, digging through the crevices in the faint light of the fire, looking for that fateful way out.

Behind the fences on both sides of the road, someone came out of the tent.

As they passed the first few small camps, the soldiers who had crawled out of their dreams looked around blankly, and then quickly retreated back into their tents under the officers' scolding;

Halfway through the journey, the situation in the small camps on both sides was a little different, for the shouting seemed to be getting louder and louder, and even the officers did not pay attention to the soldiers of their own battalion, but leaned over the fence suspiciously, and craned their necks to look out;

There are more and more eyes, and the fire is getting brighter and brighter, and these rats have almost nowhere to hide!

The torches swayed, the footsteps swayed, the shouts swayed, and the night gradually shook violently!

At last, at the end of the night and the fire, they came to the edge of the large battalion, where the small battalions were connected together, and the soldiers of the front army lived.

But the rats didn't dare to take a step forward anymore.

Through the fence, reflecting the firelight, a soldier stabbed the officer in the chest with a hidden half-ring knife.

The same is the camp roaring, Lu Lian of the Zhecheng battalion only sat up, put on his clothes and waited in the back tent, the generals under her command have controlled all the soldiers who made trouble, those who should be killed, those who should be punished, those who should be locked up and calm and calm, naturally there is a place to go.

But there is no such blessing in the lead.

He supervised all the front armies, and from the captains of the battalions downwards, everyone was subject to his control.

…… But how is that possible?

Those school captains came from a variety of backgrounds, including high-ranking Langjun, Hanmen scholars, secluded and old Ge, and their ancestors begged for food in the farmland of Jizhou.

Such a group of people get together, and their cold faces are already the most polite and friendly situation, and the slightest carelessness is to draw knives in front of each other and attack each other behind their backs. If you want to lead them, military merit alone is not enough, not to mention that after all, the lead did not really capture Zhecheng, but was only forced to withdraw after shooting Liu Bei's arrow?

Yuan Shao is enough to lead them, in addition to the original eunuch army can also be confined, and even Xu You, who has stayed by Yuan Shao's side for a long time, has such authority, but in any case, there is no trick.

He can't trust those people, he has to do everything himself, and he has to make decisions carefully.

Therefore, when the soldiers hurried in, they were surprised to see that the former military governor had not even laid down on the couch, let alone undressed. He only took a nap next to the desk, and immediately stood up when he heard the news.

A few deserters are normal, but the camp is a little abnormal.

In one battalion, the officers above Sima had already fled, and some of the remaining officers were killed, while others simply joined the battalion. The soldiers took their weapons, smashed open the camp gate, set fire everywhere with torches, and went all the way in the direction of the camp gate, so that several passing battalions also made a fuss.

It was about a turmoil of two or three thousand people - a scale not worth mentioning for the entire Jizhou battalion, but it was still a major matter that needed to be dealt with by Zhaozhao.

He raised his banners, gathered his archers, and spent more than an hour, finally calming down the roar of the camp when it was about to dawn.

Then Yuan Shao's herald arrived.

The herald was a very beautiful young man, from the Chenliu clan, and he was also very loyal to Yuan Shao.

But he was on a horse, and the look of condescending looking at the lead made the pull dislike it very much.

"The lord has an order to summon the former military governor to lead the military account discussion." The young man's gaze swept over the Zhao, and he spun around in the chaos of the morning light behind him, and finally froze back at the face of the Zhao.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly:

"The general should hurry up."

Zhao frowned.

The early morning of that day was no different from every day in the past, and Ying Xiao was not an uncommon thing in the eyes of those who led the troops in battle.

The lord needs a more detailed and specific explanation, which is also a normal part of the military system.

So he took off his helmet and nodded peacefully and submissively.

He could not have imagined it, not even the herald who had behaved frivolously and arrogantly, and could not imagine that this day would be any different from the past.

But there is no doubt that it has gone down in history.

The remnants of the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou are gradually gathering towards Zhecheng.

Dozens, hundreds, she didn't know why these people were in front of the barracks.

This is not a rich and prosperous city, casually can raise 3,000 dead soldiers in the market, this is a radius of dozens of miles have been beaten to sparse pieces, a battlefield with few people within a hundred miles, is the real "white bones exposed in the wild, thousands of miles without rooster crowing." ”

So how did they come about? After filling one battalion, the fireworks of the second battalion were gradually enriched.

"The last general has been with the general for a long time." Scarface said, "I started with the general from Chen Liu's Daze." ”

Lu Hangyu still didn't understand, "Go on?" ”

"The road is too far, it's not easy to go back to Qingzhou, and it's inevitable to be a bandit all the way," Scarface said thoughtfully, "but close to the general, those who rob the villagers will be beheaded, and if they are far away from the general, they don't hear the sound of chickens and dogs." ”

"You're late," General Ziyi on the side said a cold joke, "From the beginning of the Xiliang soldiers to the end of the Jizhou army, Yanzhou can't even have a few inches of land left." ”

Scarface nodded sincerely.

"We don't have anything to eat, even if we barely go back to Qingzhou, we are also poor, we can only be slaves and maids, so it is better to follow the general."

"Will I have something to eat after me?" She was surprised, "I won't give you food." ”

"Everyone in the neighborhood has come to feed the general," he said, "and the general eats what is in the bowl, and we eat what the general spills, and that's enough." ”

General Ziyi coughed, and Captain Jin Feng lowered his head with a frown, "The last general doesn't understand literature and ink, yes, there is a faux pas......"

She waved her hand, "I am tired from fighting in the army for a long time, and I am about to recruit new soldiers, I am very grateful that you can come." ”

Scarface suddenly became energetic.

"The last general! The last general will be able to call many more! He shouted, "We have a way to cut two branches of the Qingzhou Yellow Turban, hang them crosswise under the tree, walk all the way, hang all the way, and the general will give the last general another month, and we can gather more than 10,000 people——"

"Not a month." She said.

There was a sudden silence in the tent of the Chinese army.