New Story of Lv Bu

As soon as the county lieutenant's words were spoken, the county magistrate and the county magistrate pulled his sleeves at the same time from behind. The county lieutenant flicked his sleeves and snorted heavily. "Da Sima, you have nothing to do with you, and you broke the gate and entered the city forcibly! Without the court's document for dispatching troops, you dare to forcibly dispatch troops! You! You are trying to rebel! Everyone has trouble with courtiers and thieves. And Zhu Zhi! Even if this county lieutenant fights this old life, he will fight you to the end!"

"Oh?" Lu Bu smiled. He raised his head and looked at the county lieutenant with a smile-this was a sign of his extreme anger. "Lord lieutenant, dare you not listen to the military order?" The lieutenant stubbed his neck and shouted loudly: "No! Resolutely don't listen! I am a court commander and not your subordinate. Would you dare to chop me down? Not at the first level?"

Hahahaha! Lv Bu laughed: "Lord County Lieutenant, you are right! You blatantly disobeyed my order, causing the army to stay in Xinzheng County for two more hours, and the plan to attack the Yellow Turban was ruined! It was a day late, I don’t know what to do. How many changes have happened, I don’t know how many Han soldiers will die tragically because of you! You still have the face to say that you are the imperial commander? This officer, as Da Sima, according to the military system of this dynasty, can dominate the country's military officers and can completely cut you Head! Come! Pull out and chop it!"

The head of the county lieutenant hung high on the flagpole of the North Gate Tower of Xinzheng County, dripping with blood. Lu Bu's thunderous anger greatly shocked the three thousand county soldiers, and the reorganization proceeded very smoothly. The county lieutenant's best friends were removed from the county soldiers, and new officers were transferred from the combined state army. An hour later, three thousand county soldiers were incorporated into the Bingzhou Army as infantrymen. Naturally, all the savings in Xinzheng County were seized by the Bingzhou Army.

Lu Bu had planned for a long time to seize the accumulation of Xinzheng County and three thousand elite soldiers. The main force of the Yellow Turban is concentrated in Jizhou, Yuzhou, and Nanyang County of Jingzhou. These three places are far away from Bingzhou, and the state army is in urgent need of a springboard. The location of Xinzheng County is just right, three hundred miles away from Bingzhou, and it is still a newly renovated Jiancheng.

This time Lu Bu went south to quell the thieves and only brought 40,000 troops with him. There are three 6,000 men in the Beiwei Army, the trapped camp, and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, two 4,000 men in the Silver Fox Ghost Army, and 10,000 men in the fifth White Army, plus 8,000 heavy troops. There were heavy cavalry, light cavalry, heavy infantry, and scouts among the 32,000 soldiers, but there were no crossbowmen and light infantry. The three thousand elite infantry in Xinzheng County just made up for the shortcomings of the Bingzhou Army.

In addition, Xinzheng County is a strong city, with ample treasury and sufficient food and grass. How can Lu Bu not be tempted? He was not guilty, and he was guilty of his crime. Xinzheng County had long been targeted by Lu Bu, but there was no excuse. Unexpectedly, when the temper of the two hundred and five county Weishang came up, it happened to let Lu Bu find an excuse.

On the eve of the war, how can you allow the following to commit and fail to comply with the general's order? As a result, a matter that was originally big or small, under the deliberate actions of the Union State Army, became a heinous crime that baffled the military's opportunity! The three thousand elite infantry in Xinzheng County and the grain from the feudal treasury naturally became in the bag of the Bingzhou Army.

At this moment, presumably the imperial court will not turn his face over a small official and the Union State Army. At most, it was a note in his heart. For Lu Bu, this is really irrelevant. His pigtails are gone, not bad! In which temple there is no wrongdoer to die, what if one more die?

After cutting off the two hundred and five county lieutenants, Lu Bu left a lieutenant to lead two thousand troops to defend the city. After the army rested all night and replenished food supplies, it hurried south. Seeing the Bingzhou army slowly marching towards the southwest, the magistrate wiped the sweat from his face, quite a feeling of aftermath.

"Come here! Find a better coffin and bury the corpse of the county lieutenant. After all, a colleague, why can't you let him smash the corpse into the wilderness." The county adult suddenly remembered something and turned his head to ask. "I don't know if Master Xiaoli thinks that?" Lieutenant Yuzhong Bing is a young man in his twenties with a heroic spirit.

"Just according to the county magistrate!" The school lieutenant spoke with a calm face. "You dare to scold Da Sima face to face, you can be regarded as a man!"

On the fifth day of April, the Han army and the Yellow Turban army rushed to Changshe after walking eighty miles in the mud. In heavy rain, the bowstring became soggy and soft that it could not be pulled apart. The mud everywhere made it difficult for people to walk and the horses could not run. Both sides are consciously avoiding fighting, the Han army is desperately strengthening the city wall, and the Yellow Turban army is building a camp.

Changsha is just a settlement. The perimeter of the city wall is no more than five li, and the height is no more than two feet. It has fallen into disrepair in many places. The Han army lay down wooden piles at the collapsed place, piled them with sandbags in the middle, and then piled up rolling wood and rocks on the city wall. "Fortunately, the order was given early, and the more than two thousand soldiers who stayed behind have not been idle these days." Looking at the rolling wood and rocks on the city wall, Huang Fusong let out a sigh of relief.

But when he took a closer look, his face immediately turned black. The log is only the thickness of an ordinary person's thigh, and the length is only three feet. This is clearly the chopping of firewood in the kitchen. The stone is indeed a stone, but it is a little smaller??? Uh??? only the size of a duck egg, where is this waste used?

Huangfusong inadvertently looked at the heavy soldiers who were cooking, and finally understood that this is the raw material for the local people to make staple food. The local people heated the stone, and then spread the cake base on it, and the cake was cooked in an instant. The cakes made in this way can be stored for many days and are not easily broken. It is said to be the way to eat them from Binzhou.

"Not bad! Not bad! Work hard!" Huangfusong's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but the taste changed when he spoke. There is no way to fight tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans with five thousand remnants, and the morale can be boosted but not vented. Huangfu Zhonglang endured his qi test and watched the Han army's preparations for defending the city. In addition to rolling wood and stone, he could pass. It's nothing more than sloppy, slower, and unqualified. For the rabble who has rushed into the army, it is already invaluable.

Huangfu Zhonglang finally left, and the big guy finally breathed a sigh of relief. Everyone really didn't want to look at his black face. Who would have thought that the 20,000 Beijing army of the big man would be defeated by a single blow? Who would have thought that the Yellow Turban Ant Thief would fight so desperately? One person desperately, ten thousand men are invincible, not to mention hundreds of thousands of mad dogs and hungry wolves on the opposite side!

Three or four miles around the Changsha, there were densely packed yellow scarfs. Teams came from all directions from the south, east, north and west, and then quickly put down their bags and set up camp. The yellow towels rushing from all directions seemed endless, from noon to night. The Han soldiers stood on the wall and looked around. There were dots of torches everywhere, rushing to the Changsha from everywhere like a dragon.

"Uncle Du, this yellow scarf costs forty to fifty thousand, right." A new recruit was frightened and asked the uncle next to him softly. "Forty to fifty thousand? Haha! I'm afraid there will be no more than one hundred thousand! Maybe two to three hundred thousand!" Uncle Du snorted disdainfully, staring at the flames. "Two to three million? We are only more than four thousand. How can we win this battle?" The recruit was puzzled.

"It is Huangfu Zhonglang's consideration whether to win or not to win! You should think carefully about how to survive tomorrow." Uncle Du angrily cursed. "Uncle Du, but I don't want to die! I just got married for only three months! My daughter-in-law is still waiting for me to go back." In desperation, the recruits almost cried.

"Don't cry, don't cry! It's a baby after all, so it can't be frightened." Another black-faced old man cursed angrily. "I am more wronged than you! I used to be in the Bingzhou Army, under the command of Sima Lubu. Finally, the boss allowed three months of leave to go home to visit Lao Niang. He didn't expect the yellow turban to make trouble, so he was called up. No, do. What a long time! Mother, I'm Dubo in the Bingzhou Army!"

Between Gu and Pan, the black-faced veteran looked like a warrior, and the soldiers of the Liangzhou had always been the best in the world. Now, the elite soldiers of the state are ranked first in the world, and the soldiers of Liangzhou may be ranked second. Since the battle of Sunset Plains, Binzhou has been able to accomplish the feat of the Northern Expedition with the power of one state, and it has the capital to look down on the heroes.

Since the Yellow Turban rebellion, the state and county in the world have hired elites with high officials and generous salaries. As long as they agree to come over, everything is easy to say! The house, money, official position, salary and salary are set at your price! However, the Bingzhou Army had a very strong centripetal force and rarely agreed. Therefore, the Tianxia Prefecture County put the idea on the soldiers of the Bingzhou Army who returned to their hometowns.

These people are in the local area and easily succumb to high officials and coercion and temptation. As long as you agree to come over, it is a piece of cake to raise two or three levels of official position! The black-faced old man was a Dubliner in the Bingzhou Army, and when he arrived at the county soldier, he was a sergeant, but he only condescended to do something for some reason. Uncle Du understands the reason for this. The black-faced old man does not want to stay in the army, and wants to return to Bingzhou all the time. The army officer of the county soldier is like a grass to him!

"Senior, don't be angry, am I kidding him?" When Dubo saw the black-faced old man getting angry, he quickly put on a smiley face. This black-faced old man has fought with all kinds of battles and rode and shoots a bow. There are a few brushes in all of them, but they have renewed their commitment to loyalty, which has always been the backbone of the team. The military admires such a person, who is much better than Dublin at war. Besides, Shangguan once ordered that he should treat the black-faced old man with the same meticulous care as he was waiting for his grandfather. This master only needs to nod his head, what is a soldier? Even the school lieutenant did it too!

"The old man has experienced hundreds of battles, and the people who crawled out of the dead pile, with your old eyes, can this battle be won tomorrow?" Uncle Du carefully asked everyone's most concerned questions. The black-faced old man smiled, that kind of meaningful smile. "I don't know if I can win tomorrow. I only know that Da Sima will not die. It will last two days at most, and the Union State Army will arrive."

As soon as this sentence was finished, everyone fryed the pot. "Yes, the Yellow Turban has been in rebellion for almost two months. Why is there no movement from the Bingzhou Army?" "Isn't the court giving an order?" "Is it possible that Da Sima is still angry with the court?" Uncle Du said that everyone was in a mess and said Bounce. "Don't make noise, everyone, listen to the old man!"

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