The clear sky, the tender sun, the white clouds, the black and white forests, and the silver rivers. Everything in winter seems so peaceful and comfortable.

Wei Zheng stood on the city tower, looking at the frozen river of Weishui, with a expressionless face.

After the failure of the ambush of the Leopard Army, Chu Feiyan did not say a word and rushed to Changshan with the main force. Now there are only 5,000 people in the entire Nulu City and 2,000 people in Anxi City. Although there are not many troops, defending the city is different from siege, and these people are enough.

The Leopard Army trained military horses all day long in Liwu camp, and showed no sign of being prepared to attack. According to the scouts' reward, the enemy was practicing the tactics of joint infantry and cavalry attacks every day, as if they had no intention of siege. So far, they had not seen a siege equipment from the rear. Did the Leopard Army give up attacking Nulu City?

The news from Changshan was very bad. Bai Zao, the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, had not completely resolved the supply problem, and his troops were still at the foot of Taihang Mountain and had not yet arrived at the battlefield.

Feng Yi, the prefect of Julu County, who restrained the Yellow Turban Army in Handan, heard that Guo Dian's troops were defeated step by step, so he hurriedly retreated to Gaoyi City and divided his troops to rescue him. After Guo Dian received reinforcements, he immediately launched a counterattack and defeated the Yellow Turban Army to retreat step by step. Zhang Niujiao's troops have now retreated to Zhending City.

Due to Zhang Niujiao's prestige and Chu Feiyan's strength, although the leaders of various divisions of the Yellow Turban Army temporarily obeyed Zhang Niujiao, the conflicts between them were not resolved at all, and the troops lacked sincere trust and tacit cooperation. Now the situation of the Yellow Turban Army is becoming increasingly severe, and if this continues, there may be changes.

As the Yellow Turban Army and the official army started another war, the refugees near Zhending City had nowhere to settle down, so they had to brave the cold and head north to Zhongshan Kingdom, where there were no wars. Now, there are tens of thousands of refugees inside and outside Nulu City. The bodies of refugees who died of starvation, frozen and sickness can be seen everywhere.

Wei Zheng ordered his subordinates to set up ten stoves in the city and outside the city, cooking porridge once in the morning and afternoon to help the victims, and minimizing the deaths of the people. This is also the only one that the Yellow Turban Army can help them.

"Sir, the porridge in the morning is gone, but at least half of the people have not eaten it. The refugees are clamoring around the city and outside the city. What should I do?" The grain delivery officer in charge of disaster relief rushed up to the city wall and said kneeling in front of Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng withdrew his gaze from the distance to look at Huanshui River and smiled bitterly: "What do you think you should do? What can I do?"

"Sir, let's put some more grain out. In recent days, refugees have flocked to you, and more and more. No matter how much water is mixed with the grain, it is not enough to eat." The grain delivery officer begged in a low voice.

Wei Zheng squatted down slowly, looked at the painful face of the food officer, and said helplessly: "Once the official army attacked the city, it would not be a problem for a day or two, but a problem for a few dozen days or months. What should the soldiers eat at that time? Do they drink water to live?"

"Sir, if this continues, tens of thousands of people will die in and outside the city. Sir, do you bear it? They are all poor people like us, and they are all the same." The grain-release official shouted.

"No." Wei Zheng said a word with a hard time, and walked down the city wall without any hesitation.

Under the city gate, there were refugees running away everywhere on the streets, wearing ragged clothes, hungry, and the old man's crying and the children's crying were terrible. Wei Zheng twitched in his heart, almost unable to control his feelings, and he wanted to open a warehouse and release grain. But he did not have this right, nor did he have so much food.

"Drive them all out of the city, drive them away." Wei Zheng suddenly turned around and shouted to the attendants behind him.

The attendants were stunned.

"Sir, drive them out, and more people will be frozen to death at night. Sir..." a bold servant shouted.

"Order the soldiers to scatter immediately to all parts of the city and drive away all the refugees." Wei Zheng glanced at the guard coldly and said again without any emotion.

"Sir, you want them to die." An older servant shouted.

"If the government army comes to attack the city now, and so many people are crowded in the city and can't even find the way to carry weapons, how can we defend the city?" Wei Zheng was silent for a moment and continued, "Maybe, we can't live for a few days."

The attendants were speechless.

Nulu City suddenly fell into madness.

The soldiers in the city were helpless to drive out the refugees, and the refugees in the city naturally did not want to leave the city. Outside the cold city, there was no cold clothes or food, and it was strange that they would not die. The city suddenly started to cause a stir. When the refugees outside the city heard that the Yellow Turban soldiers were going to drive them away, they were worried that the Yellow Turban soldiers would close the city gate at any time, so everyone hurriedly squeezed into the city. When they went outside the city during the day, they mainly wanted to make a bowl of porridge and drink, but they were all squeezed in the city, so they couldn't drink it.

For a moment, inside and outside the city, under the city gate, and on the streets, there were dense crowds of people, noisy and screaming, deafening. The soldiers guarding the city gate were probably beaten to death by angry refugees and retreated to the corridors of the city wall.

Before long, the city gate was completely blocked. People outside the city were about to come in, and people in the city were driven out. Then several streets leading to the city gate were blocked by the crowd.

The refugees were squeezed so much that they had nowhere to stay and began to climb up the city wall along the corridor. The Yellow Turban soldiers guarding the city were still holding swords and guns to block them, but then they were pushed back and forth by the surging crowds. The crowd suddenly found the Xuan Xiekou and immediately climbed up the city wall from both sides of the city gate. If they didn't leave the city gate, they would probably be squeezed to death.

The city tower was gradually full of refugees, and they were constantly extending to the walls on both sides. The Yellow Turban soldiers faced the unarmed refugees and were helpless. There was no way to eat enough. Now they were not allowed to sleep in the city at night, so how could they survive?

Suddenly, the refugees outside the city were going crazy, shouting and running around hundreds of steps away from the woods, hills, and flat ground. They saw that the entrance of the city gate was blocked tightly, and turned around and ran away along the moat. Some of the refugees near the city gate were afraid, although inexplicably, ran away closely; some were confused and staring at them, not knowing what had happened.

The ground began to tremble, the remaining snow on the dead grass began to shake, the snow on the branches began to fall, and in the distance, there was a faint roar.

A fiery red black panther flag suddenly rushed into people's eyes.

Wei Zheng sat in the study of the government office, looking at the documents sent by Fan Li.

Fan Li guarded An Xi with two thousand men. Because Fan Li's wrong method of seducing the enemy directly caused the failure of the Chongyun Mountain ambush operation. Chu Feiyan did not blame him, and even did not even scold him. Chu Feiyan sighed to the sky. He did not say a word when leaving An Xi and Nu Lu. Fan Li guarded An Xi and Wei Zheng guarded Nu Lu in advance. He did not say a word from beginning to end, and looked depressed. Fan Li was in pain and kept blaming himself.

Wei Zheng was awakened by the sound of footsteps that were flying from far to near. He couldn't help but feel nervous, and his heart suddenly jumped a few times, then another few times.

Wei Zheng smiled mockingly. The more he fought, the less courage he was.

"Sir, the Leopard Army has entered..."

The roar passed through the yard, through the window, and rushed into Wei Zheng's ears.

Wei Zheng's mind suddenly became blank and he was stunned.

All the sounds suddenly lost in his ears, and only the beating of his heart could be heard clearly. Once and then, it was like the sound of war drums, heavy and thick, with a heavy blow in his heart.

His guards, like frightened wild horses, knocked open the door with a "boom" and brought in a cold wind.

"grown ups……"

Wei Zheng looked pale and looked at him calmly, still holding the bamboo slips in his hand.

"grown ups……"

"Sir, the leopard suddenly appeared at the Xicheng Gate with a cavalry army. At that time, we were driving away the refugees. There was chaos inside and outside the city, and there was no defense at all. Now they have entered the Xicheng." Wei Zheng seemed to have not heard it, looking down at the things in his hand.

"Sir, go quickly, we still have time to withdraw."

Wei Zheng looked up at him again and said slowly: "You guys escape. I'm too tired, too tired."

Li Hong stood on the city tower, looking at the refugees inside and outside the city, listening to the miserable and helpless shouts, his heart was bleeding.

War, this is the consequence of the war, this is the consequence of the Yellow Turban Army rising up. Is this kind of scene something the Yellow Turban Army wants to see, and is Zhang Niujiao likes to see? Li Hong really feels unable to answer.

Zhang Chun's anger and Shen Pei's contempt kept rolling in his mind. The people who participated in the Yellow Turban Army had to fight because of poverty, injustice, and because they were a lowly person. Is it right to kill the Yellow Turban Army? Is it just? Then why are some people born noble, rich, and able to do whatever they want; while some people are born humiliated, poor, and humiliated. Why are the people in the world different? Why can rich people exploit poor people? Why can powerful people ravage and kill lowly people at will? Is it possible that people are already divided between high and low before they are born?

Li Hong didn't understand. He was a slave himself. He knew what poverty was. Subconsciously, he thought that the Yellow Turban Army had done nothing wrong. But the reality was cruel. The Yellow Turban Army did not use any effective means to improve all this. On the contrary, they were like locusts, burning, killing, looting wherever they went, and using extremely bloody and cruel means to destroy all this. As a result, the poor people became poorer, and the oppressors even more fiercely picked up the butcher knife and slaughtered them wantonly.

The Yellow Turban Army violently destroyed due to hatred, which not only destroyed itself, its enemies, but also destroyed this unjust world. Cangtian is dead, Huangtian should stand. Now Cangtian is dying, Huangtian is almost dead. In the end, the consequences of this destruction are innocent people and millions of untouchables.

Is the Yellow Turban Army's approach right? It is indeed right. It takes revenge, it vents hatred, it revenges the unjust God. Is it wrong? It is indeed wrong. All its gains are based on the pain of millions of people, on the lives and blood and tears of innocent people. Together with the enemy, it pushes countless people to the darkness of the disaster, and the darkness of endless ends.

The Yellow Turban Army has been preparing for more than ten years and has been planning for a long time. Why is there no way to improve people's lives through violence, but only to destroy everything through violence? Zhang Jiao and Zhang Niujiao are not ordinary people, and their intelligence and force are outstanding. Why didn't they think of this step? Or did they think of it but didn't have time to do it?

Perhaps the enemy was too cruel and did not give them time or opportunity at all. Think about Huangfu Song killed more than 200,000 of them, himself, and more than 100,000 of them. Think about Shen Pei's tough and stubborn face, the deep-rooted and unshakable thoughts, and think about how many powerful bureaucrats and aristocratic families in the world are like Shen Pei. Ren Huang Turban Army has three heads and six arms, and only has the ability to resist and has no power to fight back.

Li Hong suddenly felt that he had no ability to change everything in front of him. Millions of people in the Yellow Turban Army were unable to shake this unjust heaven. What could he do? He was a grain of dust in the world, a grain of dust that passed by the wind, a small and useless dust. Whether it was the people, the Yellow Turban Army, the aristocratic bureaucrats, or the Han Dynasty, how much does it have to do with him? Li Hong was suddenly discouraged and had no thoughts.

"Social..."

The shouts woke Li Hong up. He took back his mind from his meditation and looked at Xian Yufu.

"Ministry, Nulu City has been controlled by us. The Yellow Turban Army Sima Weizheng surrendered, and more than 2,000 Yellow Turban Army soldiers were captured, and the rest ran away while the chaos."

"How are we losing?" Li Hong asked anxiously.

"No loss." Xian Yufu smiled, "The Captain's lieutenant made a brilliant plan. We took down the entire city of Nulu without a single shot." He gave Li Hong a thumbs up admiringly, "If you follow you and don't accept it, you can't help it."

Li Hong pushed his hand away, put his shoulder and smiled, "Brother Yuxing, don't praise me for now, discuss something with you, do you think it's okay?"

Xian Yufu looked at him vigilantly, touched his three long beards, and asked, "You said."

"Open the warehouse and release grain."

Xian Yufu pondered for a long time. He looked at the refugees in and outside the city and said in embarrassment: "People, how can you solve the military pay and supplies of the troops? Master Guo, the Muslim of Jizhou, knew that you had captured Zhongshan Kingdom and captured Nulu, and he must have believed that we had seized a large amount of trophy from the Yellow Turban Army. With the financial constraints in Jizhou, he is afraid that he will no longer allocate military pay and food."

Li Hong asked strangely: "Is it wrong to release food for disaster relief? Why don't he give me military pay and food? There is no such thing in Jizhou. Can he ask the court or the emperor for it?"

"People..." Xian Yufu broke away from his hand and said seriously, "The situation is different now. Whether it is Jizhou or the court, the finances are very tight. Because of the war, whether it is the Yellow Turban Army or us, the material consumption is increasing exponentially. Do you know how much a hu of grain is worth now?"

"What should they do? Watch them starve to death?" Li Hong pointed to the refugees under the city and shouted loudly.

"Mentals, we can cook some porridge every day to help them, just like the Yellow Turban Army. This is all we can do." Xian Yufu knew Li Hong's nature. Although Li Hong lost his temper, he didn't care at all and insisted on his principles. He is now a Gongcao in Youzhou Prefecture, and he must be responsible for some things.

"Then someone will starve to death." Li Hong shouted.

"Without the troops, more people will starve to death, do you know? Last winter, more than 100,000 people starved to death in Jizhou. Who opened a warehouse to release grain? Even General Huangfu, who was famous, did not open a warehouse to release grain?"

Li Hong asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Because they are full, they will join the Yellow Turban Army to fight us soon." Xianyu said with confidence.

Li Hong cursed: "Fart. There are old people, women and children below. How many strong men are there? Open the warehouse and put grain."

Xian Yufu was anxious, grabbed him and said loudly: "If you do this, someone will immediately write to the court to tell you to sympathize with the Yellow Turban Army, or even collude with the Yellow Turban Army. Now when the court encounters such a thing, it usually doesn't care about it and arrest it first."

Li Hong was furious and raised his hand and yelled: "I will release food, who dares to catch me!"

"Order the troops to open the warehouse and release grain!"

Wei Zheng saw a soldier with disheveled hair strode into the courtyard. The man was tall and mighty, with a sharp murderous aura all over his body. His clothes were thin, and his leather armor was not only worn, but also pudding.

Wei Zheng's heartbeat suddenly became stronger. Was he the guard beside the leopard? He came over to interrogate himself? Then he heard the fierce soldier and the guard guard guard at the door of his study talking and laughing loudly, as if they were very familiar with each other.

Wei Zheng gently opened the door.

"I am Li Hong, and I came to find Sima Xuxu."

Wei Zheng was shocked. He was a leopard.

As hesitated, Li Hong had already strode in. Wei Zheng hurriedly wanted to kneel down. Li Hong grabbed his shoulder and said with a smile: "Forgive me, I have something to ask you."

Li Hong has been planning to attack Nulu City for a long time.

Zhao Yun and Zhang He were familiar with the terrain and roads of Zhongshan Kingdom. The more than 100 soldiers brought out by Li Han from Changshan Kingdom were all locals, and their accent and habits were the same as those of the locals. Li Hong took advantage of their lack of doubt and asked Zheng Xin, Tie Yue and Lei Zi to join them to the county and villages near Nulu City, inciting the refugees along the way, and all gathered to Nulu City to ask for food. Once Nulu City was overcrowded, the vigilance of the Yellow Turban Army would decrease, and Zheng Xin and others could find an opportunity to seize control of the city gate.

Li Hong ordered Yushi and Xianyuyin to still be stationed in the Liwu camp, and went out to train every day to paralyze the scouts of the Yellow Turban Army. He took Xianyufu and Yan Rou to Nulu City secretly. Considering that he might have to fight street battles with the Yellow Turban Army after capturing the city gate, Li Hong specially brought Xianyufu's Yanzhao tribe, which was mainly infantry.

Li Hong and Zheng Xin made an appointment to launch a raid around the morning meal time, when the refugees were at the most chaotic order. Unexpectedly, Wei Zheng ordered soldiers to drive out the refugees in the city. The extreme chaos in the scene helped the Leopard Army a great favor.

The Leopard Army occupied Nulu City without bloodshed.

"Twice, why are you so lucky?" Wei Zheng sat opposite Li Hong and said with a wry smile.

"Twice?" Li Hong asked strangely, "When did we fight?"

"In Chongyun Mountain, Chu Shuai ambushed 50,000 troops and is waiting for you to come."

Li Hong had a cold war all over, and a chill rushed straight from his vest to his forehead. His face became very ugly.

"If it weren't for the fool Fan Li, who was the fool, would you dare say that your troops were just Chongyun Mountain?"

Li Hong smiled bitterly. Good luck is really good luck.
Chapter completed!