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Chapter 172

Julu, a majestic place, stands in the heart of Jizhou.

Julu has a long history and can be traced back to the distant Spring and Autumn Period of the Warring States Period. But this is not enough to be a reason why everyone in the world is paying attention to this place.

The wind and frost of history tells all the troubles, but the most fascinating and concerning thing is the present. Living in the present is a kind of attitude towards life, and it is human nature to pay attention to the present.

Julu, as the origin of the turmoil in Bazhou, is inevitably filled with countless criticisms and unclear ways.

Some people say that Julu has become the bloodthirsty demon nest of the evil Taoist Zhang Jiao.

Some people say that the people in Julu City have fallen into demonic diseases, and the imperial army should slaughter all demonic ways and give the world a bright world!

Some people say that Julu City is an unknown place and has been cursed by God. In the Battle of Julu, Xiang Yu slaughtered 300,000 people! Look at the current situation, the Yellow Turbans are rising, and the Meat Ground City is famous!

The surrounding situation of Julu City touched the hearts of thousands of Han Dynasty, including kings, nobles, ordinary people, scholars...

But few people know that Julu City, which is known as a strong city, has quietly changed a master.

There are still patrolling yellow armor and flying yellow war flags on the city gate tower, which makes people mistakenly think that the Yellow Turban is still in charge of power.

Only people familiar with the matter knew that if it weren't for the special reasons, the court army was a little pitiful and had no Han-style military armor. If the court army had not borrowed the name of the Yellow Turban civil strife when it seized the city, the city would have changed its banner of the king long ago!

And if Yang Feng wanted to establish that king's banner, Lu Bu would not give in, and he was destined to fight in the city!

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On the way, we slept in the wind and slept in the open, and there were endless mosquitoes.

But after a day and night of march, the troops of about 45,000 men were finally looking at the mottled ancient city walls from afar, and the majestic appearance of the deer was also revealed.

Although the mottled ancient walls with a height of more than four feet are not as good as those of the Ming Prefecture capitals such as Luoyang and Chang'an, it is also the top 20 famous cities in Jizhou. Especially after Zhang Jiaoqi, in order to stabilize the rear, tens of thousands of Yellow Turban people were sentenced to raise the walls...

Huang Pusong had a little dust on his white hair, but he didn't care to wipe it. His mood was extremely bad, because the imperial camp where Lu Bu was stationed had long been ruined.

The yellow turban flag flying high on Julu City seemed to be silently mocking him, taking down all the joy of him breaking through Guangzong.

Huang Pusong and Zhang Liao commanded five thousand cavalrymen, looking at the majestic city of Julu.

The rest of the vast army had set up camp near the ruins of the burned old site. The two of them came here to test the situation and reality in Julu City.

Huang Pusong withdrew his perspective and saw Zhang Liao staring at the deer with endless anger in his eyes, and immediately comforted him with harmony: Although General Zhang Liao did not know where Fengxian was going, he could escape the disaster with Fengxian's ability!

Zhang Liao was silent and looked calm and sad: I have nothing to do, thank you for your concern. The lord is auspicious and heavenly person. I think it will definitely turn into a safe place.

Huang Pusong smiled and nodded. He knew that Du Ming was the same as him, Zhang Liao was not sure about Lu Bu's safety.

"If I avenge Zhang Liao, the court will definitely be able to add a powerful general!" Huang Pusong said in secret.

Boom boom boom boom!

Just as the two were immersed in their own thoughts, the gate of Julu City suddenly opened.

Yang Feng took the lead, wearing armor and a sharp sword on his waist. He rode on a powerful horse. There were more than a hundred guards behind him, and he rode a horse to escort his left and right, looking full of energy.

"Haha, outside the city, he was a loyal minister of the Han Dynasty. He led his troops to destroy the Yellow Turban Rebels. He was the General Huangpu, one of the commanders of the Central Camp Army?" Yang Feng's voice was like a bell, laughing loudly.

Huang Pusong was full of suspicion, looking at Yang Feng, who was overly enthusiastic, and said coldly: Who are you? Why do you look so strange when you see me?

Yang Feng's face stagnated, and his heart skipped a beat, as if he had been poured with a basin of cold water. Although with Huang Pusong's status, it was obviously extremely normal not to know him, a small person.

But he was unwilling to accept it! He believed that he had made great achievements in conquering Julu City, and his self-confidence naturally expanded to the extreme.

"Old man, you don't recognize me today. In the future, you will provoke me to me and understand that I am the most loyal person to the great man!" Yang Feng felt a little more comfortable when he thought about this.

He once again smiled enthusiastically: General Zhonglang has worked hard to suppress the thieves! General Yang Feng, the last general, has been waiting here for a long time. Julu City has been conquered by General Zhonglang with a strange strategy, and just waited for the imperial army to personally arrive and offer it to the Emperor Zhonglang for credit!

"What, you said that you used a strange trick to break Julu City, can Zhang Jiao be killed? Can the Yellow Turban Army be dispersed?"

Even with Huang Pusong's qi cultivation skills, he was shocked by the news that Yang Feng said. He was confident that the army was in hand, and Julu was not unable to get down, but it took some time.

Fighter planes are ever-changing, so he can't say for sure during this period. It may be possible in one month, two months, or even half a year.

However, he never dared to think that after only five or six days of leaving, the sky turned into blue in Julu City, and he was in charge of the imperial court.

Who can have such ability? Who can have such talent? Is he really the person in front of you? If so, he will definitely invite him to the capital and treat him as a guest of honor, and ask him to teach military strategies to the generals of the Thousand Camps in the capital.

Yang Fengyi was content with a sense of pride and was enjoying this highly anticipated feeling. However, he deliberately kept it in a silence: Hahaha, General Huangpu, don’t be anxious! Don’t be anxious! This matter is a long story, and I’m afraid it’s impossible to finish it for a few days and nights. Why not invite the army into the city first, and finally the general should have a long talk with General Huangpu all night.

Zhang Liao did not say a word, and glanced at Yang Feng calmly and didn't care much. Yang Feng gave him only two words: arrogant!

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Five thousand cavalrymen wearing armor and guns entered the city, causing Julu City, which had become calm, to be in an uproar in an instant.

Wherever the street passes, there is a sound of wind and cranes, and a closed image of thousands of doors. This is far from the arrival of the imperial royal army that Huang Pusong imagined, the people will be intimidated and welcomed by the empty streets.

"Does the people in Julu City hate the imperial army so much?" Huang Pusong couldn't help but feel worried when he saw the deserted scenery on the street.

Yang Feng suddenly felt that he was shooting his feet. After Lu Bu proposed to capture Julu City, he raised the banner of the court, fearless and open!

However, Yang Feng had his own considerations. He was afraid that the people would rebel again after learning the truth and could not suppress their position. He was afraid that the people would leak the news of the fall of Julu City, which would make the situation even more complicated.

He originally planned not to send military reports to Huang Pu, and to verbally seek credit when Huang Pu Song returns, he will be even more shocked and will make Huang Pu Song look at him with a high glance.

As a result, the people were in the dark and suddenly faced the imperial army entering the city. They thought the fight had started again and the situation suddenly changed. Naturally, they did not dare to act rashly, and returned home in a hurry, and did not even dare to act rashly.

"The people saw that the Wang Shijun was majestic and did not dare to come out because of their fear and respect, so they showed a chaotic scene! In fact, they must be secretly happy!" Yang Feng talked happily and said with confidence.

Huang Pusong refused to comment, and his evaluation of Yang Feng was reduced a little, and he thought to himself: This man is so stubborn. Do you really think I am a fool?

The horse's hooves were sounded in a tidy voice, and they passed by the street.

The five thousand cavalry were led by Zhang Liao to the three military academy in Julu, while Huang Pusong went to the prefect's mansion. While waiting for the 40,000 troops to enter the city, he wanted to listen to Yang Feng's words and boasted about the strange plan along the way!

The elegant fragrance of tea floated in. Huang Pusong took a deep breath of tea, and then savored it carefully, and his mouth was filled with fresh and delicious tea fragrance.

"Well, good tea, good tea, where is the tea from? General Yang has troubled!"

"According to the slaves in charge of the prefect's mansion, this tea is produced in Lushan Mountain. It is named after it grows among the clouds and mists of mountains. After the general led his troops to break through the prefect's mansion, he collected several packets of tea and kept it for General Huangpu!" Yang Feng smiled happily and said.

Huang Pusong nodded, then took a few more sips, washed the tea into his mouth and swallowed it.

"Tea is good tea, and news is good news. But the process is also extremely important. Tell me, how did you use strange plans to capture Julu City?" Huang Pusong put down his teacup and asked solemnly.

When Yang Feng heard this, his spine, which was originally slightly bent, was immediately straightened, and explained in a sad tone of a cicada: "When Dong Zhuo was defeated, Sima, unfortunately became a prisoner of the Yellow Turbans, but he always wanted to break free from the cage and fight back against the Yellow Turbans. That day, there was a chance. Pei Yuanshao had a stupid cousin who regarded extortion as a vicious person. That **** happened to blackmail the last general, and the last general was in the trap, and his partner held him hostage..."

“…………”

"In the end, the liberation of Julu City will be exchanged for the sacrifice of a small number of stubborn people. Feng didn't know whether this was worth it or not, but I would rather bear the blame for thousands of infamous than let the flag of the court be inserted on the top of Julu City!"

Huang Pusong's tea tasting action had long stopped, letting the cause and effect linger in his mind. He first got out of the cage, then got soldiers - breaking through - instigating - counterattack - civil strife - pacifying the city. Those scenes were like watching a drama that cost a million yuan, ups and downs, making the listeners' passion boil and heroic resonate with them!

"General Yang is a truly powerful man! Throughout history, how many people can still keep protecting their families and the country when they are in danger, fight back against each other, and do a reversal? I would rather have many, many!" Huang Pusong sighed with his palm, and the sighing sounds continued.

After sighing a few times, Huang Pusong immediately looked at Yang Feng with admiration. Although he was a little suspicious at first, he was all Yang Feng in control of the execution and no one else showed up to disrupt the situation, which made him dispel other ideas.

Yang Fengyi smiled proudly, but in fact he was happy that he was full of joy: Haha, the imperial concubine has been too awarded, how can he be worth mentioning?

Pa, pa, pa!!!

Pa, pa, pa!!!

The loud slap suddenly sounded, and Lu Bu sneered and came to the door calmly, teasing: General Yang Feng is really self-aware, your mere contribution is indeed not worth mentioning!
Chapter completed!
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