Dark clouds rolled over the city, making it extremely dark. The strong wind that had been blowing for several days suddenly stopped.

Yuan Shao stood at the top of Ruyang City, looking at the grain transport team that was gradually receding. The team was so long that it stretched to the end of his sight.

There were several people standing behind Yuan Shao. They were Feng Ji who had just returned to Ruyang, Guo Tu who had returned with Yuan Shao, Chen Lin and the Xin brothers.

"Since the lord is out of danger and Zhang Liao has few troops, he should send troops to recover the grain and grass!" Guo Tu suggested.

Yuan Shao watched quietly, his eyes calm, and he shook his head and rejected Guo Tu's proposal.

He glanced at Yuan Shao discreetly, thinking that Yuan Shao seemed to have calmed down a lot after the defeat in Puyang.

Guo Tu was still unwilling to give up, and then said: "My lord, my lord, King Bohai, has no room for relaxation anymore. He left without mercy. It is too late to regret."

Yuan Shao suddenly turned around and looked at Feng Ji, "Yuan Tu, how can the Yuan family come up with so much food and grass at once?"

Feng Ji had no intention of hiding anything. Besides, he was supposed to be in charge of the overall situation when he brought Yuan Shao back.

"Back to Mr. Yuan, these grains and grass were originally intended to be distributed to the Yellow Turban rebels. After the Taifu was killed, he told me to exchange them for Mr. Yuan."

Fengji still used a more pleasant name. If he said that he was supporting the Yellow Turbans, wouldn't it mean that the Yuan family had become a rebel comrade. But when he said that he was giving aid to the Yellow Turban rebels, it was because the Yuan family was helping those in need.

"Moreover, the Yellow Turban Qushuai from Qinghai and Hezhou have been informed about the grain distribution," Feng Ji added.

There was a trace of surprise on Yuan Shao's calm face, and when he started writing, whether it was written by his uncle Yuan Wei before his death, or it was his own idea based on the circumstances, it was very sharp.

Use the food and grass given to the Yellow Turban in exchange for Yuan Shao, and then reveal the news to the Yellow Turban and order him to rob it. No matter what happens, the Bohai King's army and the food and grass to the south will be damaged, or even the whole army will be wiped out. But this matter is of no concern to the Yuan family.

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"Well done!" Yuan Shao praised lightly, then turned around and went down to the city, leaving everyone standing there looking at each other.

Xin Ping stepped forward and said: "Yuan Tu, do you feel that the master is different from before?"

Feng Ji nodded, "It seems that my lord has grown a lot in Puyang's troubles. If he were to change before, he would definitely beat his chest and stamp his feet."

Xin Pi interjected: "Maybe it's a good thing! But, Yuan Tu, how many Yellow Turbans have you notified?"

Feng Ji replied: "He Yi and He Man from Yingru, Huang Shao from Mount Tai, and Liu Pi and Zhou Cang from Qingzhou are all rushing here. The five major canal commanders lead more than 10,000 people. Together, there are a hundred thousand!"

One hundred thousand! Xinpi took a breath of air, shrank his robe, and said excitedly: "Then this time King Bohai wants to eat these grains and grass, I'm afraid it won't be so easy!"

Xin commented: "Not only is it not easy, I'm afraid we will have to lose our troops even if we have to accompany them with food and grass!"

Feng Ji looked out of the city again and said calmly: "Maybe! But this probably has little to do with the Yuan family, and the future Yellow Turbans will have little to do with the Yuan family."

…

Zhang Liao and Xu Huang walked together at the front of the team. This time Zhang Liao's 4,000 cavalry troops arrived, but in order to protect the entire two teams, they were divided into many small units.

As for Xu Huang, he just followed more than a hundred soldiers and returned Yuan Shao. His mission was over, so he returned to Wei County together.

"Wenyuan, do you think there are refugees everywhere in the Runan area, so they won't covet our food, right?"

Zhang Liao looked around. Not to mention other places, there were many people looking around on the roadside. Although they were in ragged clothes, they looked at the food and grass with longing in their eyes.

"In troubled times, it's normal." Then he rushed behind him and ordered: "Strengthen your vigilance!"

Xu Huang also ordered his soldiers: "You guys, go to the front to explore the road. If there is anything abnormal, report it immediately!"

The grain team stretches for dozens of miles, and it is difficult to see the end. If something happens, it will be very difficult.

"Liao admires Gongming for his prudent behavior!" Zhang Liao said.

"Hey, this is not a few hundred or thousands of stones, but five hundred and fifty thousand stones. If there is any discrepancy, wouldn't it be a breach of the lord's trust in us?"

"I hope not! Gongming, if someone really dares to invade, you will lead your army to protect the food and grass, and I will lead my own soldiers to defeat the enemy!"

Xu Huang quickly stopped and said: "Hey, you are the commander-in-chief, you should protect the food, and I will meet the enemy!"

Zhang Liao changed the topic: "I am the general, then listen to me!"

Just when Xu Huang was about to argue again, he suddenly realized that Zhang Liao had ended the topic. He was speechless and burst into laughter!

"Hahaha!" Zhang Liaohao laughed heartily.

"Report——"

"There is a Yellow Turban Army blocking the way ahead!" the sentry reported.

The laughter of the two stopped suddenly.

"How many people?" Zhang Liao asked.

"About tens of thousands."

Xu Huang frowned, "With tens of thousands of troops, if we start a war, we may lose the food team!"

Zhang Liao turned around and looked at the grain team, one after another, stretching to the end of the line of sight and disappearing into the mountain road.

"Report——"

"General, a large number of Yellow Turban troops appeared at the entrance of the valley to the east!"

Zhang Liao held a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, and said to Xu Huang: "If the Yellow Turbans in the east attack the grain team, the consequences will be disastrous. The grain team cannot afford to lose. Gongming, you lead three thousand troops to intercept the enemy in the east. I will lead

One thousand troops, go forward and open the passage."

"How can one thousand soldiers and horses be enough? Two thousand each for you and me!" Xu Huang said.

"No, the food team is too long and needs manpower to guard it. I will attack the front army, so you must block the enemy from the east!"

"Okay!" Xu Huang had no choice but to agree.

Zhang Liao mobilized his troops and sent generals, and the two battalions were divided into two. Zhang Liao led a thousand troops and charged forward, while Xu Huang led three thousand troops to guard the eastern valley mouth to prevent the Yellow Turban Army from blocking the way.

Zhang Liao came to fight with his sword. From a distance, he saw several flags in the golden army, all with the word "he". Zhang Liao investigated again and found that the Yellow Turban formation was completely unorganized, almost standing casually.

"Although our army only has a thousand men, the Yellow Turban Army is a mob. My lord and General Zhao Yun once used 500 cavalry to charge and kill Bo Cai's 30,000 army. Compared with my lord back then, our army now has more people, stronger soldiers and stronger horses.

Do you have the guts to rush and kill with me?"

"The king of Bohai dares to charge with his rich body, what can I not dare to do?" a cavalryman responded.

"Yes! You won't lose if you kill one, but you will gain if you kill two!" another shouted.

"Fuck you, the king gave you such equipment, and you only killed one!" the cavalryman beside him complained.

"Yes, yes, one is too few, let's start with ten!" the cavalryman immediately changed his words.

This caused the cavalrymen around him to burst into laughter.

"Soldiers! Look at the big flag! You follow me and go straight to the big flag. First behead its head, and then mess with the rear army. If the rear army is in chaos, the Yellow Turbans will inevitably lose their ground! Kill!"

Zhang Liao raised his head, and the black war horse under his crotch stamped its front hooves, scratched the ground, and then rushed out. More than a thousand soldiers and horses followed, and the shouts rose into the sky, seeming to cause the dark clouds in the sky to follow suit.

The Yellow Turbans are blocking the army here. The two commanders, He Yi and He Man, are looking at the cavalry that is coming. Compared with the tens of thousands of people fighting in a large army formation, the thousands of Yellow Turbans seem a bit insignificant. Even though the Han army has strong combat effectiveness, in absolute numbers

In the face of advantages, the advantage of combat effectiveness can be offset.

Because people will be tired!

Just like the Battle of Beihai that He Man knew about, Guan Hai Qushuai not only captured the county and killed Kong Rong, the governor of Qingzhou, but also defeated a 2,000-man Han army that came to support, which seemed to be Liu Bei, the Prime Minister of Pingyuan.

Soldiers and horses, this is the biggest victory of the Qingzhou Army.

This second victory will undoubtedly happen here.

When he thought of the great victory in Beihai, He Man couldn't help but think that he had to name this battle that was destined to win.

"Where is this place?" He Man asked.

He Yi replied: "Ten miles north of here is Changping."

"Changping? Haha, that's interesting! In the past, Bai Qi, the god of war, defeated the Zhao army in Changping. Today, you and I will defeat the Han army here!" He Man said loudly.

He Yi glanced at him and thought, He Man knows so much!

Unlike He Man, who came from a powerful background, He Yi came from a completely grassroots background, so he had only heard of Bai Qi, the God of War, but never heard of Chang Ping.

"Look, the cavalry is coming towards us!" He Yi said anxiously.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'll be in the middle of the army. When the cavalry rushes here, it's exhausted. We can surround them and annihilate them!"

He Yi frowned and grinned, "Hey, Brother Man still knows more!"

Zhang Liao took the lead, looking at the long weapons protruding from the Yellow Turban formation, he couldn't help but sneer.

"It still looks a bit like it. I haven't seen such an organized Yellow Turban Army for a long time!"

After saying this, Zhang Liao put his elbow on the long branch and charged up his strength to the left. The horse galloped forward. When he was about to enter the formation, the reins of the horse were lifted up. The horse was ordered to leap with its front hooves. At the same time, Zhang Liao swept the long branch horizontally.

A blow that had accumulated 100% of its power sent all the dozen Yellow Turbans arrayed in front of them flying away. The unlucky ones lost their heads, but the better ones had their weapons flying out and they were knocked down.

Zhang Liao entered the battle first, with one man and one horse, and instantly broke out of half a circle of open space. The cavalry who followed followed closely behind, shooting out their spears and stabbing the Yellow Turban Army who had been beaten into chaos by Zhang Liao with one shot to consolidate the battle line.

Zhang Liao's army was like a wedge, driving straight into the Yellow Turban Army formation. It was pointed at the front and wide at the back, and it was constantly expanding. The target of the front point was the Chinese army's flag.

He Yi looked at Zhang Liao's unstoppable momentum, worried, and said: "Brother Man, something is not right."

He Man also observed the battlefield carefully. Even on horseback, he could only get a general view.

"It's normal for the cavalry to be fierce in the first battle, but then it becomes weaker and weaker. I bet that he will retreat before he can kill the central army." He Man said.

He Yi looked around but didn't reply.
To be continued...