The Strongest System To Dominate the Three Kingdoms

The officers and soldiers retreated and took a rest in the open space.

And Zhang Yu and his team had been sorted out and stood straight there.

Corpses and blood are all around.

Hundreds of thousands of people, 200,000 generals, died here on this day, or in half a day.

There was blood flowing on the ground.

Huangfusong walked over with blood, his expression neither happy nor sad.

As an old general, this is not the first time I have seen this kind of scene.

But this battle was the only one he saw in his life.

He came to Zhang Yu's army.

"General Zhang, there are still a lot of yellow scarves in the city. Now we are unable to attack. I hope you can cooperate to trap them in the city until the reinforcements arrive." Huangfusong said.

Zhang Yu did not speak, but nodded.

Huangfu Song left, he let the soldiers rest first, and then prepared to clear the battlefield.

There are too many dead bodies on the battlefield, but fortunately it is already winter.

However, it will take a few days for them to clean up.

After the war, there were more than 2,700 people left in the official army, while Zhang Yu and the others had more than 2,000 cavalry, more than 2,000 infantry, and 4,000.

Zhang Yu is already the main force on the battlefield.

"Han Sheng will take the cavalry to guard at any time tomorrow, and Ling Cao will take the infantry to clear the battlefield and help bury the corpse." Zhang Yu said while eating the rations at night.

In the city, the morale of the Yellow Turbans was low, and nearly 200,000 troops were wiped out.

Zhang Jiao sat alone in the room. On the desk spread out a volume of "Tai Ping Essentials", which talked about astronomy, geography, medical divination, marching wars, national governance, and so on.

"Oh, it's been more than ten years. I have obtained this peaceful technique and only understand one or two of them, but I have arbitrarily judged God's will."

"This man's temperament is declining and is about to be cut off, but it has accumulated prestige for hundreds of years. I was going to forcibly cut the man's temperament, but it killed my brother and millions of people in the world."

"Since God's will is like this, Zhang Yu is the man who should be ordered, so let me fulfill him. This Taiping technique was originally sealed in the Yellow Turban Treasure, waiting for his true master to make the world peaceful."

Zhang Jiao thought quietly, then picked up his pen and ink and painted it in rows, obliterating the handwriting on the bamboo slips.

Zhang Jiao doesn't want to worry about the external situation anymore. He just wants to think quietly by himself, thinking about the ups and downs of this life.

The next day, the snow stopped.

The outside of the city was bleak, and the cold wind was still blowing.

Zhang Yu was on fire in the tent, and the soldiers outside were already busy cleaning the corpses.

"Report, Lord."

There was a scream out of the tent, the soldiers yelled, and then waited outside the tent.

"Come in." Zhang Yu said, sitting upright.

The soldiers stepped in quickly, opened the tent, and brought in bursts of cool breeze.

"Lord, there is an emissary from the Great Account of the Chinese Army, please come."

"Finally here." Zhang Yu's eyes condensed, glowing with a different look.

Zhang Yu waved his hand to let the soldiers go out first.

Zhang Yu couldn't help the excitement in his heart.

The so-called emissary of the emperor, others do not know, but Zhang Yu knows what is going on.

He had traded in Guangzong City before and made arrangements after he came out.

He sent people to Luoyang and bribed Zhang Rang and others with heavy money.

Once this battle has a result, as Zhang Yu expected, then it is time for him to pick the fruit.

Zhang Yu put on his cloak and got out of the tent.

Hunting and hunting in the cloak of the cold wind.

"Go." With Dianwei and some guards, Zhang Yu went to the original Chinese army camp.

However, the Chinese army camp was empty at this time, and the place where tens of thousands of troops used to be stationed was now empty.

Zhang Yu got off the horse and went directly to Huangfu Song's Great Tent.

At this time, the big account was also empty, several generals, and...

"Xiaguan Zhang Yu, pay homage to this adult."

After Zhang Yu entered the big tent, he saw that it was not Huangfusong sitting in the middle, but an eunuch.

The **** originally beat his hands to sleep in a false sleep. Hearing Zhang Yu's words, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Oh, it's General Zhang. Our family has also heard about General Zhang. He is the biggest contributor in this battle. Please sit down."

Zhang Yu is welcome, and stays aside, while the other generals are standing, including Huang Fusong.

When Zhang Yu sat down, the **** said, "Everyone is here, and our family will start declaring."

When Zhang Yu heard this, he quickly stood up again.

The **** stood up, arranged his clothes, and then took out a piece of silk cloth.

"Your Majesty has a purpose..."

The imperial decree has been read, your majesty let our family be the supervising army, and our family should serve your majesty.

"Farewell to Master Zuo Feng." Several generals did not dare to be indifferent, no matter what they thought, they had to do the superficial work well.

"Come here, take Huangfusong down." Zuo Feng suddenly said in an extremely unpleasant voice.

A few soldiers came in immediately outside the tents and pressed Huang Fusong to the ground.

Huangfusong did not struggle, even his face did not change, he had expected this day.

"Huangfusong, your majesty, let you command hundreds of thousands of troops to deal with the Yellow Turban, and now you have less than 3,000 soldiers in command, you are ashamed to take you down, what do you say? Can you say?"

Zuo Feng asked repeatedly, but Huangfu Song had nothing to say.

A generation of famous generals, Huangfusong was also taken to Luoyang like Lu Zhi, waiting to send off~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhang Yu has been watching with cold eyes. Although he sympathized with Huangfusong and knew that the reason for the failure was not in Huangfusong, Zhang Yu was only sympathy.

"The army will be led by Yuan Zhan for the time being. I hope that General Yuan will lead the army to conquer Guangzong as soon as possible and give back to your Majesty." Zuo Feng announced.

Yuan Zhan shivered and came out to take the order.

He only has more than two thousand men, so there is no possibility for him to take Guangzong.

"You all retire, I want to talk to General Zhang." Zuo Feng continued.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yu, mostly with hatred, but Zhang Yu didn't care at all.

Everyone had a big account, and Zhang Yu and Zuo Feng were in the big account.

"Meet Father Zuo." Zhang Yu stepped forward and said.

"Congratulations, Master Zhang, the first few yellow scarf leaders in succession, this grandfather will show his majesty one by one." Zuo Feng sat and said playfully.

"Father-in-law Zuo, you have work. Later, the next official will send some gifts to the father-in-law, so that the father-in-law will bring him back to Luoyang." Zhang Yu did not evade and directly bribed Zuo Feng in person.

"Haha, sensible, sensible." Zuo Feng said very happily.

He will come here, it is Zhang Yu arranged, in order to help Zhang Yu get the most credit.

After sending the bribes, Zhang Yu and Zuo Feng had nothing to talk about, and Zuo Feng and Zhang Yu couldn't talk about it, so just get the benefits.

Zhang Yu bid farewell.

"It's time to end all this." Zhang Yu thought after walking out of the big account.

Although there are still some yellow turbans in the city, Zhang Yu knows that the city will be broken soon. He only needs to wait two or three days, and wait for Zhang Jiao to do it again.

After leaving the base camp, many soldiers were busy, and the dead bodies all over the floor had not been cleaned up.

Zhang Yu strode back. At this time, Zhang Ning was most concerned about him. Zhang Ning had been away for a long time. If he received the news of the defeat of the Yellow Turban, he didn't know what would happen.