In the deep night, several riders were rushing toward Nanluan City in the dark.

The knight on horseback kept whipping the horse with the whip in his hand, not daring to stop at all.

After running fast all the way, when several Yellow Turbans who escaped from the prisoner camp finally arrived at the foot of Nanluan City, the sky was still dark, the battle in Nanluan City continued, and there were torches like dragons at the top of the city and under the city.

"Xu~" He took the lead and rode. When he was three or two hundred steps away from the city, he saw that the city was surrounded and the city gates were also closed. The army camp was blocking the city gates. He gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go! Rush over!"

Holding the spear tightly, he kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse galloped away.

"drive!"

"drive!"

…

Several people followed closely behind him.

Dong Zhuo's troops had been attacking the city for several days, and the men and horses were exhausted. It was late at night again, and in the second half of the night, although there were patrols, their vigilance was greatly reduced.

When the sound of horse hoofs approached, the drowsy officers and soldiers, holding their guns, raised their heads, rubbed their eyes, and looked confused.

"General Digong is here! Surrender quickly!" A horse rushed out of the darkness. The man shouted loudly, and the spear in his hand poked out of the side of the horse's head and sprinted towards him.

The officers and soldiers shouted loudly and woke up instantly, "The thief...the thief is coming!" They hurriedly picked up their guns to defend themselves.

The black shadow whizzed towards him, and there was a flash of cold light. The spear on the horse was like cutting grass, picking and sliding, and the tip of the spear passed over the necks of the officers and soldiers.

The officer's neck was tilted by the belt, and he spun half a circle on the spot. Half of the soldier's neck was cut off by the gun blade. Blood spurted out from his neck. He couldn't stand for a moment and struggled to the ground.

"General Digong is here! Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"

"General Digong is here! Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"

…

Several shouts and shouts arose in succession, accompanied by the sound of a series of horse hooves kicking. Although there were only a few people riding, there were not many people, the hoofbeats were not dense, and the human voices were not strong, but they still had some momentum.

The officers and soldiers were not prepared for the Yellow Turbans to attack from behind, and they could not figure out the situation for a while. Several riders passed through the camp as if they were in an uninhabited area.

In the blink of an eye, several Yellow Turban cavalry dispersed the officers and soldiers in front of the suspension bridge and fought to the bottom of the city.

There were officers and soldiers all around, and the situation was extremely critical.

The leader of the yellow turban knights shouted anxiously towards the top of the city, "A certain person is under the command of the local general, please open the city gate quickly!"

The yellow turbans at the top of the city had already seen the chaos in the official camp outside the city. They saw numerous cavalry arriving. Before dawn, the people who came called "under the command of the Lord General". The leader of the yellow turbans at the top of the city did not distinguish between true and false, so he did not dare to open the door for a while.

Several yellow scarf cavalrymen were single and weak, so they caught the officers and soldiers off guard before they managed to reach the city gates. Seeing that the officers and soldiers were about to encircle them, the two cavalrymen behind them fought back to stop them. The leading knight was in a hurry, "Open the door quickly."

, Ning Ning is on my horse! It’s too late!”

When the yellow turban leader at the city head heard Ning Ning's name being mentioned, he immediately ordered the city gate to be opened without doubting his presence.

The city gate creaked open, and a group of yellow scarf soldiers rushed out from the city gate. After taking a few riders back, they hurriedly closed the city gate.

——

Nanluan City, the main tent of the Yellow Turban Army.

Zhang Jiao, who had not slept for several days and nights and had bloodshot eyes, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard the news that Zhang Liang had died and all his troops were captured by the army.

On the side, Zhang Jiao's daughter Zhang Ning, who had just returned, sensiblely went to prepare medicine for her father.

Zhang Jiao looked at the yellow scarf general in front of him for a long time and sighed, "My second brother is dead, and I am also in a tight siege. Now that I have rescued Ning Ning, why bother sending her back to die?"

The disgraced yellow turban general laughed miserably, "The situation is about to be lost. How can we escape and escape?"

Zhang Jiao was silent.

Pulling himself together again, Zhang Jiao asked the officers and soldiers who had intercepted Zhang Liang's tribe, why were there so many men and horses, how many troops and horses they had, and what their strength was?

Now, Dong Zhuo's troops are besieging the city and attacking fiercely. The city has been lost several times. If another army comes to kill, the city will not be far away.

Speaking of this, the Yellow Turban general hesitated and didn't say a word for a long time.

"...That officer and army, hey," the Yellow Turban general scratched his head, with a look of irritation on his face, "that officer and army are powerful and numerous, and they are powerful enemies. But, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it properly?

"

The Yellow Turban general was about to speak but stopped.

Zhang Jiao was confused, "But it doesn't hurt to talk."

So, the Yellow Turban general gritted his teeth, simply stopped hiding it, and told every bit of what happened after meeting that army.

He said that the army was different from Dong Zhuo's army. They were defeated at that time and the brothers all thought they were going to die.

But after he was captured, the officers and soldiers did not bother him.

They also gave me medicine and two meals a day.

A brother who was shot was taken away, cured, and brought back.

"Ning Ning should also know that there are many women and children under General Digong's command, and that group of officers and soldiers..."

"Humph!" Zhang Jiao suddenly became angry and glared at the Yellow Turban general, "You came back to persuade me to surrender, but you failed? Get out!"

The Yellow Turban general was stunned for a long time, staring at Zhang Jue for a long time. He opened his mouth, but in the end without saying a word, he cupped his fist and saluted Zhang Jue, then turned around and left the tent.

The Yellow Turban general led him away, and Zhang Jiao started coughing violently again.

Behind his back, a pair of small hands thoughtfully helped Zhang Jiao pat his back.

Except for Zhang Jiao and his daughter Zhang Ning, there was no one else in the tent.

"Ning Ning, you're not busy, come here."

"Ning Ning, you were captured by the army. The army didn't give you any trouble, right?"

Zhang Ning shook his head.

If others can't believe everything, Zhang Jiao is willing to believe his daughter's words.

Zhang Jiao stared into Zhang Ning's eyes and asked, "As Liao Hua said, that group of officers and soldiers did not embarrass us Yellow Turbans and took good care of the women and children?"

Facing his father's questions, Zhang Ning was filled with doubts and couldn't help but speak out.

Talking about what I saw among the officers and soldiers, the women and children camp provided food for each person. The adults had a bowl of porridge, and the children also had a bowl of porridge. Even the babies who could not speak had a bowl of porridge and fish. I escaped back tonight.

I saw the officers and soldiers boiling eggs and making egg soup, and gave a small bowl to a baby.

Also, just past, someone used cloth to make clothes for the naked doll.

Zhang Ning seemed to have endless things to say. He kept talking and talked about all the good things done by the officers and soldiers.

Zhang Jiao coughed slightly, shook his head and smiled, "He has plenty of food and fodder for his army!"

Zhang Ning raised his head, looked at his father, and said, "I'm afraid not. I see that the officers and soldiers also drink gruel. Only the women and children have fish to eat."

Zhang Jiao was unmoved, looked at his daughter, and shook his head, "Ning Ning, you don't understand how sinister people are. What you saw, I am afraid that the officers and soldiers did it intentionally. I am afraid that there is a person in the officers and soldiers who is good at calculating, and he deliberately showed

I want to be with you, and then I let you back, just to use you to trick my father into surrendering, and then he can win without bloodshed. After we surrender, he will show his fangs again. By then, it will be too late."

Zhang Ning raised his head and looked at his father for a long time.

He wanted to refute what his father said, saying that was not the case, that the officers and soldiers did not look like hypocrites.

But what my father said makes sense.

Zhang Ning was silent for a long time.

Finally, Zhang Ning looked at his father and said seriously, "Father, in the army camp, I saw someone teaching children poetry and calligraphy.

I once heard a song, father, would you like to hear it?"

Zhang Jiao raised his hand to indicate that it was okay.

That day, in the army camp, the children danced in front of him, and the poems the children memorized were still fresh in Zhang Ning's memory.

"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like raging, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside." Zhang Ning frowned slightly, reviewing what he heard that day, and slowly recited it.

"Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitated.

It is sad that wherever the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces were turned into dirt."

"When it prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

When he heard the last sentence, Zhang Jiao's heart trembled and he was stunned on the spot.

In an instant, Zhang Jiao seemed to have been struck by thunder. He forgot all about his body, leaving only the words "rise and fall are suffering", echoing in his three souls and seven souls.

After a long while, Zhang Jiao came back to his senses and said, "When the country prospers, the people suffer; when it dies, the people suffer."

"In prosperity, the people suffer; in death, the people suffer." He seemed to be in a daze, murmuring in a low voice, over and over again.

After another long while, Zhang Jue turned his head and smiled reluctantly at Zhang Ning, "Ning Ning, take a rest earlier, as your father also has a rest."

Zhang Ning got up and left. Before leaving, he asked his father not to forget to drink the medicine.

Zhang Ning left, and Zhang Jiao was the only one left in the tent.

In the cold night, the sound of fighting on the city wall continued.

"Both rise and fall are suffering. The hegemony of the dynasty has nothing to do with my people..." After a long time, only a sigh came out of the tent.
To be continued...