Shen Pei looked at Li Hong's haggard face because he stayed up late too late and said with emotion: "Sir, please pay attention to rest. The ants and thieves are powerful and cannot be pacified overnight."

Li Hong sighed and smiled reluctantly, "People are more concerned about it. But now the situation of the war has changed and the Tao is surrounded. If the crisis cannot be saved in time, the lives of the people will be even more difficult this spring."

Shen Pei looked at the desolate mountains outside the carriage, and a hint of grief appeared on her pale face. "I think the lieutenant is still focusing on preserving his strength for the time being. It is not appropriate to go south to fight the ant thief in the short term. Now the main force in Jizhou is completely wiped out in Guhongling, and Lord Guo is also killed on the battlefield. Our idea of ​​defeating the Yellow Turban Army before spring plowing has become a bubble."

Li Hong asked slowly: "Do you have any suggestions?"

Shen Pei endured the pain and whispered: "If you are eager to go south to support, you will definitely be a bloody battle with the ant thief, and the result will be heavy casualties. Zhang Niujiao hastily attacked Yantao, which probably means killing two birds with one stone. If you are not in a hurry to go south, Zhang Niujiao is anxious. Two hundred thousand people stayed under Yantao City, and the food consumed every day is an astonishing amount. If the losses from the siege are added, his supplies will be difficult to maintain."

"There is another thing that is very unfavorable to ant thief, that is, it will snow soon. This is a fatal blow to ant thief with poor weapons and equipment. Once it snows, Zhang Niujiao's troops have to stop siegeing the city. If the snow time and the time when the ice and snow melt are delayed too long, the supply of the ant thief will immediately have problems, especially the food."

Li Hong also thought of the supply transportation of the Yellow Turban Army, but because the terrain was not familiar, it was difficult to capture the accurate supply route of the Yellow Turban Army, so he had to give up. At this time, he suddenly heard Shen Pei say with certainty that the Yellow Turban Army would have food shortages, and asked in surprise: "Why?"

"Now, there are more than one million refugees in the several prefectures and counties controlled by the ant thief. In addition, there are 200,000 to 300,000 soldiers. The local people have nearly 2 million people. Zhang Niujiao does not have so much food to supply them. If the soldiers do not fight, the daily ration will be three liters (about 900 grams of corn now). On the battlefield, the supply of soldiers' food will double, which is six liters. This is the most basic and smallest ration that a soldier can go to the battlefield. But three liters of rice can supply at least five or six ordinary refugees for a day."

Shen Pei probably said too much, which touched the wound. He moaned a few times in pain, struggled to continue saying:

"Zhang Niujiao is the commander of the ant thief. He must be responsible for the soldiers who follow him and the people who support him. At least he must let these people who follow him survive. Therefore, once Zhang Niujiao stays in the goiter pot for too long, the food problem will immediately emerge. At this time, he has only two ways to go. One is to withdraw the troops immediately, and the other is to wait until the snow melts, break the goiter pot and use the goiter pot to supply the goiter pot."

When Li Hong heard this, he understood it and the distress accumulated in his heart disappeared immediately. He said happily:

"I understand, I understand. Thank you so much, Lord Shen."

Shen Pei frowned in pain, gritted her teeth, and asked in a trembling voice: "Do you understand?"

"I understand. Thank you Lord Shen." Li Hong said excitedly.

"The key is to ensure that the goiter pottery is not lost before it snows. If Zhang Niujiao is determined to seize the goiter pottery before it snows, then the goiter pottery will be very dangerous. Lord Feng only has 6,000 people, and under the fierce attack of 200,000 ants, it is almost impossible to defend it."

"As long as Lord Feng stays until it snows, Zhang Niujiao will be in pain." Li Hong smiled and said, "Mr. Shen, it would be great if you were not injured. With your ability, you can command us to defeat Zhang Niujiao."

Sweat began to appear on Shen Pei's forehead. He strongly supported him and continued: "Last year, Lord Huangfu of Jizhou asked the emperor to exempt the people of Jizhou from taxes for one year to provide relief to the victims. So until now, the financial situation in Jizhou can barely protect itself. After I arrived in Xindu City this time, I will try my best to convince other officials of Jizhou's Mufu to give you enough military pay and supplies. You are on the front line, don't pay attention to this matter, I will help you."

Shen Pei stretched out his left hand from the carriage and waved at Li Hong twice, barely squeezed out a smile and said, "You are the one who is in charge."

Li Hong hurriedly took a step forward, held Shen Pei's cold hand tightly, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your help to the Iron Cavalry of Youzhou. You are well on your way, take care of yourself."

Shen Pei held his hand hard and said sincerely: "Thank you, thank you for saving my life."

Li Hong stood silently in the cold wind, letting his long hair float, and stared motionlessly at the carriage gradually disappearing from his sight.

The so-called famous scholars, who are at peace with the country and the dawn, are not afraid of the powerful and powerful, and are not willing to fall into the ordinary. Thinking of Shen Pei's words, Li Hong couldn't help but sigh secretly. The huge power of the gentry played an important role in the Han Dynasty, and many knowledgeable and influential people were all from the gentry. They had royal family members, officials and families, and family members. Each of the gentry held the rights and wealth of the gentry. All the children of the gentry were busy all day long to survive better. But if the Han Dynasty had no Liu Yu, and the Zhongshan Kingdom had no Zhang Chun, there might be more dead people.

Even if the Yellow Turban Army wins, can we manage the world well with those knowledgeable leaders? Most of their subordinates are common people who are ignorant of big words and they don’t know anything. Can they help the people fill their stomachs?

With thousands of untouchables in the world, why can't common people study, become officials, and study? How can common people, like the gentry, eat and wear well, study and become officials?

"Sir, the reinforcements of the Black-legged King of Baishan have arrived."

Li Hong was shocked. He suddenly turned around and looked at Zheng Xin and asked loudly: "What did you say?"

"The reinforcements of the Black-ling King of Baishan have arrived. The Black-ling King Nanlou is very proud of your appearance and sent two thousand people." Zheng Xin said with a smile, "Heng Ji and Lu Huanyang have already gone to pick them up."

The one who came from behind with reinforcements was Lou Lu, the youngest son of King Nanlou of Heiling. The Hu soldiers in the Fengyun Iron Cavalry suddenly increased to about 10,000. This not only made the Hu soldiers feel a little incredible, but even the Han soldiers and lower-level officers felt pressure and pressure of fear.

Li Hong was very happy and immediately ordered Lou Lu's troops to merge into the Black Panther Yi Cong, expanding the Black Panther Yi Cong to a battalion of troops. Lou Lu and Heng Ji were the army Sima and the fake army Sima, arc tripod, and abandoned Chen as military waiters. The army that shot the tiger and returned to the jade replaced Heng Ji as military waiters.

Since Xian Yufu's Yanzhao tribe was all Han soldiers, Li Hong specially arranged for Zhang He to be the military officers of Xian Yufu to be the military officers, and turned the original three-tone troops into five songs, each song with six hundred people.

Because Gao Lan needed to recover from his injuries, Li Hong temporarily arranged him under Tian Chong's command and followed the guards to act together.

The next day, Li Hong led his troops to set off and rushed towards the Tao with a large army.

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The scout rushed into Zhang Niujiao's tent like a flying scout.

"Master, the Leopard Army has moved."

Zhang Niujiao was lying on the desk to write a document. Hearing this, he looked up at the scout and asked slowly, "Everything is out."

"When the Grand Marshal returns, their camp has withdrawn. The former army Xianyu Yinmen has arrived at Zhoushan Villa."

Zhang Niujiao waved his hand and the scout quickly retreated.

Zhang Niujiao leaned over and picked up the map, spread it on the table, looked carefully, and murmured to himself: "I don't believe you won't come."

Then he shouted loudly: "Order all departments to start attacking at noon."

The 200,000 Yellow Turban Army was divided into four units, surrounding the Yingtao City. Zhang Niujiao personally led the camp to be stationed at the west gate. Chu Feiyan's troops were at the north gate. Bai Zao and Wu Lu's troops were at the south gate. Yang Feng came the earliest, so he took a little more road and the troops were stationed at the east gate.

The Yellow Turban Army has been besieging the city for three days, but has not launched an attack for a long time.

Wulu is in his fifties, with thin body and gray hair. Generally speaking, the older one is, the fewer people should hope for, but Wulu is not. He hopes that he can revive the Taiping Cult and lead the Yellow Turban Army.

The reason why Wulu is called Wulu is because he is a monk Taoist, and his magic name is Wulu. He is a real Taoist priest of the Taiping Sect. He has followed Zhang Jiao to travel around the world for many years. Although he is not one of Zhang Jiao's eight disciples, he is one of the earliest disciples included by Zhang Jiao, and he is very qualified in Taiping Sect. It is because of this that he is very dissatisfied with Zhang Niujiao as the leader of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Niujiao is not one of Zhang Jiao's eight disciples, but is just the best among the disciples of Taiping Sect's lay people. What qualifications are he qualified to be the leader of the Yellow Turban Army? He even understands the teachings of the Taiping Sect. Wulu believes that he is the successor of the Taiping Sect, and only himself is truly qualified to be the leader of the Yellow Turban Army. So he has always been upset about this matter and always wants to find an opportunity to push Zhang Niujiao off the position of the commander of the Great Commander.

As a result, he caused trouble with a little action and almost lost his life. After learning that Zhang Niujiao's defeat in the Northern Expedition, he thought that he had come to seize the opportunity of capturing the great leader of the Yellow Turban Army, and immediately ordered his disciples to find excuses and not give food to Bai Luo and Wang Dang. As a result, Wang Dang's troops were surrounded and annihilated, and Bai Luo's troops were forced to abandon Xiangguo and flee into Taihang Mountains. Then he was in trouble. He did not expect that Chu Feiyan's troops arrived so quickly, and he would have been surrounded by Wang Dang's army. If Wang Dang hadn't been concerned that he was Zhang Jiao's disciple, a senior of the Taiping Sect, and many leaders of the Yellow Turban Army came forward to speak for him, he would have fought him long ago.

Fortunately, Zhang Niujiao came back in time and killed several disciples of Wulu, calming the storm and not causing any greater losses to the Yellow Turban Army. However, Zhang Niujiao's 180,000 troops in the northern expedition were all annihilated on the battlefield in Youzhou, and it still hit the Yellow Turban Army severely.

Zhang Niujiao did not step down, so I would like to thank Chu Feiyan and Yang Feng. Chu Feiyan and Yang Feng had more than 100,000 troops together, and no one in the Yellow Turban Army shook them. Although Bai Luo also claimed to be a 100,000 troops, he had only 20,000 or 30,000 people at most could take action. The other soldiers were refugees holding wooden sticks and iron rakes, and they were making a living after him. Although Bai Luo and some young leaders supported Wu Lu, they had no strength and were nonsense.

Bai Luo came to call him to drink early in the morning. Bai Luo was a rich man and lived a luxurious life. When he arrived at the Yellow Turban Army, he did not change these habits.

"Master, what are you thinking?" Bai Luo smiled and said, "I just fought the victory battle and killed Guo Dian. If we kill Yan Tao in a few days, we will kill Feng Yi, and this year's good days will come."

"Didn't Bai Shuai realize that the Grand Marshal is excluding dissidents?" Wu Lu smiled coldly and said slowly.

Bai Luo laughed and pointed at Wulu's nose and said, "You are thinking too much. In Guhongling, the general ordered us to attack on the flanks, but the loss was not big. This time we were feinted at the South Gate, and the loss would definitely not be too big. I know what you think, but the time has not come."

Wulu looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Is there still a chance?"

"Of course there is." Bai Luo smiled, "If you hadn't helped me last time, my troops would have been finished in Xiangguo. So I will definitely help you with this."

He took a sip of wine and continued, "Now the combined strength of our two men is a little worse than that of Chu Shuai's troops. But after this battle, the situation will be different. You see, whether it is siege or blocking the Leopard Army, Chu Shuai's troops are the main force. Zhang Niujiao himself has no troops, so he had to charge in the battle with his adopted son's troops. After the war, Chu Shuai's troops must have suffered heavy losses and there is not much left. At that time, we will pull Yang Shuai over and join forces with a group of Yellow Turban leaders to force Zhang Niujiao to give up the position of the big leader."

Wulu smiled bitterly and said, "Did you drink too much? What kind of bullshit ideas do you come up with? At that time, the general won the battles and killed Guo Dian and Feng Yi. His reputation was at its peak. There were more people willing to surrender to him. Who would follow me? Will you?"

Bai Luo looked at him and smiled gloomyly, "What do you think you should do? You won't send someone to kill Zhang Niujiao, right?"

Wu Lu was startled, looked around subconsciously, and said angrily: "What do you want to do? Can you say this?"

This is the call of the attendant from outside the tent: "Master, Bai Shuai, the Grand Marshal has an order to deliver it."

Bai Luo waved his hand to signal the messenger to retreat, unfolded the map on the table, pointed to Quyang's direction and said, "Master, do you say that the leopard is so stupid? Can't he see that this Taocao City is just a trap to lure him into the cage."

Wulu took a sip of wine, and a trace of helplessness flashed across his vicissitudes of life's old face, and he whispered: "Of course he is not stupid. The two of the Grand Marshal and the father and son are both masters of military use in the Yellow Turban Army, but both of them fell into his hands. 180,000 people." Wulu shook her head and sighed: "Even Huangfu Song didn't have this ability back then, and he ate 180,000 people in just a few seconds. I am worried that the Grand Marshal and the son will take revenge, and this time they will fall into his hands."

"Oh?" Bai Luo asked in surprise: "Why did you say that?"

"The general wanted to kill two birds with one stone, but he was afraid that the eagle would not shoot, and instead was blinded by the eagle. There was a fatal loophole in this situation he set up." Wu Lu said slowly as if he was unpredictable and profound.

Bai Luo laughed "Puchi" and said casually: "You mean food?"

Wulu looked at Bai Luo in surprise and suddenly felt that he was stupid, as if he could see problems that others could see without using his brain, but he was still pretending to be deep.

"Do you think the Grand Marshal know? We have enough food after we cut the goiter pot. The key to the problem is not food, but whether we can build goiter pot before it snows." Bai Luo looked at the map on the table and said worriedly: "If the Grand Marshal wants to beat leopards and goiter pot pottery, that is the fatal loophole in this bureau."

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Chu Feiyan was playing chess with Yang Feng in the big tent.

Their chess skills were personally guided by Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Taiping Sect, and their level was very high. Both of them were one of the seventy-two coaches of the Little Qu in the past, and were personally selected by Zhang Jiao from his disciples. Zhang Jiao admired their talents very much and believed that they would be the backbone of the Yellow Turban Army in the future.

Yang Feng also has a nickname in the Yellow Turban Army, called Jiutou. He is about the same age as Chu Feiyan, looks handsome and has good martial arts skills, but he is smarter than Chu Feiyan, is smooth and well-behaved, has a deep scheming, and is very cruel. Many older leaders in the Yellow Turban Army did not like him and thought he was too violent, so his reputation and status in the Yellow Turban Army have always been inferior to Chu Feiyan.

Yang Feng can fight, and it is no worse than Chu Feiyan. Everyone in the Yellow Turban Army knows this, but few people know about him and Chu Feiyan's friendship in life and death.

After receiving the oral message from the coach, the two continued to play chess as if nothing had happened.

"Qizhi, what do you think?" Chu Feiyan fell a dark spot, and finally couldn't help it and asked softly.

"The leopard is here, the bloody battle begins." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Chu Feiyan glanced at him and said slowly: "You will help you again this time. After eating the leopard, Jizhou will take our place."

Yang Feng looked at him and asked cautiously: "Are you sure? We have never fought with the cavalry that has formed an army, nor have we fought with the cavalry army of more than 10,000 people. Zuo Shuai's troops are definitely the absolute main force of the Yellow Turban Army, but his 30,000 people were wiped out in Du Kangting, which shows the power of the Fengyun Iron Cavalry. Do you dare to fight this kind of unsure battle?"

"I carefully studied the process of the Han army and the Hun cavalry fighting many times, and thought I was sure." Chu Feiyan looked at Yang Feng's big eyes and smiled with confidence: "Since the leopard dares to come, I have a way to tell him not to go back. However, if I fight with the leopard, my troops will be all cast, so we must rely on your troops to capture the Yintao City."

Yang Feng looked at the chessboard without making any sound.

"We all know the mind of Master Wulu. Bailu is swaying and it is hard to figure it out. It would be nice to expect them to restrain some of the troops now. We are brothers, so give me a word. If you agree, I will fight with Leopard. If you don't agree, I will immediately conquer the Yintao City and give up the action of encircling and annihilation of Leopards."

Yang Feng looked at the chessboard for a long time, but still kept silent.

"Qizhi, would I still deliberately frame you and make you lose your troops?" Chu Feiyan looked at Yang Feng seriously and said slowly.

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and looked at Chu Feiyan with big eyes, his eyes full of suspicion and suspicion. Now Zhang Niujiao's troops are basically gone, and only Chu Feiyan and Yang Feng are left in the Yellow Turban Army with strong strength. If Yang Feng's troops are beaten badly in this battle, Chu Feiyan will be the boss of the Yellow Turban Army.

Yang Feng picked up a white piece, put it gently on the chessboard, and asked solemnly:

"Are we brothers?"

Chu Feiyan felt something in his words, looked at him, nodded, and replied, "Brothers of Life and Death."

"Then tell me, does the Grand Marshal intend to pass the position of the Grand Chief to you?"

Chu Feiyan's heart was shocked and stunned.
Chapter completed!