"I didn't expect that there were so many in the remains of the Yellow Turban!"

Tao Ying looked at the yellow tide within his sight, and couldn't help but feel nervous.

“So much?”

Mi Fang's breathing suddenly became rapid. Her timid eyes turned around and glanced at the three hundred guards, and then looked at Tao Ying in a hurry.

"Lord, the Yellow Turban bandits may not be less than 50,000!"

Mi Fang's meaning is very simple. The other party has many people and can't afford to offend him. He reminds Tao Ying not to show off and run away quickly.

"Hmm?"

Mi Fang's words fell into Tao Ying's ears, which made Tao Ying shudder.

"Disobedient thieves, mobs!"

Tao Ying quickly glanced at Mi Fang and the three hundred guards and found that they all showed fear on their faces. This made Tao Ying, who was also inconfident, suddenly sternly storm, sweep away the depressedness in his heart, and shouted loudly with "dominate" words.

There was no way out. Tao Ying, who had no way out, could only grit his teeth and face the challenge. If Mi Fang and others retreated, he would have no hope.

Although Tao Ying and Mi Fang are familiar with each other, they are limited to eating and drinking.

Now facing the surging Yellow Turban bandits, it is hard to say whether Mi Fang and the hundreds of cavalry behind him can fight with him without fear of death.

"I don't want to die, but I won't live a life of silence!"

In order not to repeat the mistakes of the original owner, Tao Ying would rather be defeated and died in battle than escape.

"Don't join the army if you are afraid of death, don't go to the battle."

After just shouting the eight words of cheering up, Tao Ying, who was a little unattractive, turned around again and saw the three hundred Mi cavalry and the team was still neat. He felt a little relieved and immediately rode his horse and walked a few steps forward.

"It's just that I'm trembling. At worst, I can wear it again and go and grab Yu Ji with the Overlord."

Tao Ying, who secretly comforted himself in his heart, waved the spear in his hand and shouted loudly.

"I am Tao Ying, the new prefect of Mount Tai. I don't know which Yellow Turban remnant you are. Let you and others come out to answer with the boss."

Although the autumn sun in September is high in the sky, there is no heat. A slight autumn wind blows, with a slight coldness. Tao Ying, who can hear his heartbeat, feels hot all over.

It was similar to Tao Ying. With Tao Ying's appearance, the common name, Mi Fang and the Mi guard who had been excited and clamored, all pulled the collars with a serious expression and stared at the Yellow Turban bandits opposite.

"Lord, could it be the Black Mountain Yellow Turban?"

Mi Fang drove his horse and stood beside Tao Ying. He remembered Zhang Yan's tribe in the Black Mountain Yellow Turban that was entrenched in Jizhou.

Tao Ying's performance today made Mi Fang look at him with admiration and even feel a little ashamed.

"I am not as good as Tao Chongguang!"

To be honest, facing the vast Yellow Turban bandits, Mi Fang neither has the courage to face it alone nor can she ignore it.

"I finally misunderstood!"

Tao Ying, who is usually a person who only knows how to eat and drink, is not seen by Xuzhou scholars, is actually a man who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger. At this moment, Mi Fang admires Tao Ying and is full of all his strength.

"Unlike, the Black Mountain bandits cannot escape from Dongjun at the farthest distance. They have already reached Xuzhou. They should be bandits in Taishan County or Yuzhou."

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Yellow Turban Camp.

While Tao Ying is watching the Yellow Turban, the Yellow Turban is also watching Tao Ying.

"Official Army?"

In the Yellow Turban team, a black war horse was sitting on a middle-aged general wearing a full outfit.

It's just his mental state, and his equipment and is inconsistent.

This person is no one else. He took advantage of the rebellion of the Taishan prefect Zhang Ju, and gathered a group of Zhang Kai who was stranded in Yanzhou, Xuzhou and Yuzhou.

That is, the coach of the Yellow Turban Army.

"How come the official army appears here?"

Zhang Kai, who looked depressed, looked at the sudden appearance of the government army, and a puzzled look appeared in his eyes.

If it weren't for the large number of people at this time, Zhang Kai would never dare to face even a few hundred officers and soldiers, and would immediately retreat.

"Fight?"

Zhang Kai, who was hesitant, looked at his subordinates around and frowned, and his heart became even more hesitant.

It’s not that Zhang Kai is not confident. The number of Yellow Turban soldiers is indeed quite large, but they are leaning against each other in groups of three or three, with a dull expression and a dark and dull eyes, giving people a feeling of not having enough time.

With such a low morale, even if Zhang Kai is replaced by Chu Bawang, he will not have the confidence to win.

Of course, we can't blame the Yellow Turban soldiers. Today's situation is inseparable from the fact that the Qu Shushou Zhang Kai.

A few days ago, Zhang Kai, who was strong and powerful, originally wanted to capture Pei County in Pei State and rob food, supplies and support soldiers, but he did not want to be very lucky. He caught up with Pei State Prime Minister Yuan Zhong recruiting troops, and Pengcheng Ji Lian supervising Guangwei.

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Two majors and two attacks, Zhang Kai's Yellow Turban, which was a hodgepodge, was not the opponent of the two. In just three days of the battle, Zhang Kai lost six consecutive battles, losing nearly half of the troops. As a last resort, Cang rushed to Taishan County in a panic and fled.

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Fortunately, Yuan Zhong from Yuzhou and Ji Lian from Xuzhou each had their own thoughts and were unwilling to cause trouble. Seeing that Zhang Kai fled into Yanzhou, they each withdrew their troops. Otherwise, Zhang Kai's dream of Qu Shuai would end early.

"It's a pity that a mistake will lead to eternal regret!"

Under Zhang Kai's handsome man, the air seemed to have solidified, the atmosphere was solemn and depressing, almost suffocating and breathless.

"Zhang Shuai, can we succeed this time?"

A Yellow Turban Captain, with his eyes full of fear, looked at the hundreds of cavalrymen opposite Tao Ying, and asked Zhang Kai uneasyly.

Although Tao Ying has few people, he is all cavalry. Since the Yellow Turban infantry started the army, they have been afraid of the impact launched by the official cavalry.

Besides, the bonfires and smoke rising all over the city made the Yellow Turban soldiers feel afraid, worried that there were a large number of official troops hidden in the city.

"How many days of military rations do we... have?"

My whole body was trembling slightly. In order not to let my subordinates see it, I kept trying to keep my tone smooth and calm.

Of course, Zhang Kai was not afraid of Tao Ying's three hundred cavalry, but had been mixed with dead and wounded soldiers for a long time, and he was also sick. At this time, he felt as if he was in the snow and ice.

"Hmm? What does this picture mean?"

Hearing this, the Yellow Turban Captain was stunned, and then he realized it again.

"This is a desire to retreat!"

Several Yellow Turban Captains standing beside each other looked at each other, all of them showing bitterness.

"Zhang Qushuai, we... have run out of food."

"The food is out of stock?"

Zhang Kai could no longer suppress it, and his body shook suddenly. If it weren't for the long knife in his hand that had been stuck on the ground and supported him, he would have fallen off his horse.

The two words "cut off food" plunged into Zhang Kai's heart like a pointed cone.

"There is no way to retreat!"

Zhang Kai couldn't hesitate anymore. He had no way out except for a fight.

"How did you find out, where did the government troops on the other side come from? How many people are there?"

There are still tens of thousands of mouths waiting to be fed. Even if the elderly, weak, sick, disabled, and young, there are still 10,000 or 20,000 people who want to eat. Once the cooking is cut off, what are the consequences? Zhang Kai dared not think about it anymore.

"Only by conquering Nancheng can we solve the problem of eating."

Although Zhang Kai became very tough at this moment, he was actually at the end of his strength. The Yellow Turban Captains around him could see clearly, but it was not the time to turn against each other.

"Don't worry, Zhang Shuai has sent out more than 20 Deli scouts. I believe that the news will be transmitted back soon."

Another captain looked at the broken Nancheng and frowned.

"Zhang Shuai, this Nancheng has been combed by us for the previous episode. Even mice in the city are afraid that they will disappear. How can we get food to help us?"

When Zhang Kai heard the words of the Yellow Turban Captain, a look of despair flashed in his eyes, which had already been plucking up the courage.

How could Zhang Kai not know that it is probably hungry here, and there is still food for them to grab.

However, even so, Zhang Kai cannot show any slightest slightest expression, which is no longer just about morale.

"This battle is probably the ultimate battle for me, Zhang Kai!"

Zhang Kai felt that even if he did not die in the hands of the official army in this battle, if he had no food, he would die in the hands of the Yellow Turban soldiers. Whether he could even leave his entire body depends on luck.

"This is a group of hungry wolves whose eyes are green!"

When Zhang Kai shuddered for no reason when he thought that he might be gnawed by his subordinates.

"Report! Report to General Zhang Qu, and his subordinates have found out the details of the other party's official army."

At this time, a yellow turban scout rushed to Zhang Kai's side with sweat, kneeling down on one knee, and screaming and panting.

"The official army is Tao Ying, the son of Tao Qian, the governor of Xuzhou. He is now the prefect of Mount Tai. He has not brought many people and horses this time, and the number of food and grass is unknown. However, there are cavalry around him, about three or five hundred people, and there are still thousands of infantry in the city."

Zhang Kai and the yellow turban leaders around him were all excited. There were not many officers and soldiers, and they also brought food and supplies. Even if there were not many, it was enough for them to have a full meal.
To be continued...