At this moment, the defenders of Shangquyang also came out to cheer and celebrate. Zhao Yun happily rushed into a team of militiamen and breathed a sigh of relief to see that they were safe and sound. It seemed that those were the volunteers she brought from Changshan. The remaining troops of Jizhou, led by a middle-aged man, respectfully went out of the city to greet them. He was dressed the same as Guo Huai, and must be a Confucian scholar trained by some wealthy family. "Captain Hengshui: Juyuan, thank you all for your rescue! However, I wonder where you are from? What is your current position?" The elegant middle-aged man bowed to Liu Zhuang with great gratitude. His words and actions were full of courtesy and upbringing, making people feel like they were in the spring breeze. Only the last question made people feel a little uncomfortable. "Separate military commander, Liu Zhuang." Liu Zhuang simply used his name, but he didn't expect the other party's face to turn cold. The compliments and flattery just now gradually disappeared, and the smile on his face, like a spring breeze, turned into biting frost. There is no big Liu family in Bingzhou. He never reported his ancestral home at all. It seems that he is just an ordinary farmer. What's more, he is not a formal captain of the court, but a Sima of a separate department. He has never seen the flag of the White Horse Camp... Tsk, it turns out to be a group of powerful rebels. I don't know how this kid got the title of Sima of a separate department. Seeing the captain's expression change from respectful to arrogant, looking at the entire army of the White Horse Camp with disdain, the others looked indifferent. This was not the first time he had seen such a thing. Guo Huai was not happy - we worked hard to save you, and you look at us like this? What kind of etiquette is this? What's more, from childhood to adulthood, even if it was the Governor of Bingzhou or the Prefect of Taiyuan, when they came to my Guo family in Yangqu, they had to stand up and toast! "Our army fought bloody battles with Deng Mao's troops, killed 2,000 enemies, captured 1,000, and saved the captain from a desperate situation. Doesn't the captain intend to thank us and host a banquet for us?"
Guo Huai rode a yellow horse and walked out of the team gracefully, looking down at the captain on the ground with an even more arrogant and rude look. How dare you not dismount and talk to me? Ju Yuan was a little annoyed, but when he saw Guo Huai's attire, which was out of place in the White Horse Camp, he was a little confused about her identity, so he politely bowed with both hands. "I wonder who you are, hero?" "Guo Huai from Yangqu, currently serving as the military supervisor of Baima." As soon as Guo Huai said this, the captain immediately showed a look of sudden enlightenment. Oh, isn’t this Guo Xun’s legitimate daughter? It turns out that this group of people are the private soldiers of Yangqu Guo’s family. No wonder Liu Zhuang only has a Sima in charge of the affairs of the other department. It is not surprising that the legitimate daughter of the Guo family is the military supervisor. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I've been leading my troops to fight the Yellow Turban Army for several days. I'm too tired. I was negligent in etiquette just now. Please forgive me, Military Supervisor and Sima of other departments. Quick! Prepare a banquet! Singers! Respectfully invite the White Horse Camp into the city!" After finding out that this group of people were private soldiers of Yangqu Guo's family, one of the Five Families in Bingzhou, Ju Yuan's attitude changed 180 degrees again. He personally and respectfully welcomed the White Horse Battalion into the city. Seeing the other party walking away, Guo Huai snorted complacently, looked at the White Horse generals, patted his chest proudly and said. "Next time you meet someone like this, just say my name. No one from the Jizhou clans will dare to look down on us!" "Sure, I'll use your name from now on." Lu Bu and other generals were very surprised. It was the first time for them to use the name of a noble family to deal with a noble family. Hearing the praise from her brothers and sisters, Guo Huai became even happier. Unconsciously, she had become one with the soldiers of the White Horse Camp. At the banquet, Liu Zhuang specially brought Zhao Yun in, and in front of the entire Jizhou army, he commended her for her efforts to break through and report the news for help. The White Horse Camp, who had fought with their strength, cheered, while the officers of the Jizhou army just clapped their hands perfunctorily. No one took Zhao Yun seriously, which surprised Liu Zhuang - how come the class stratification here is more serious than that of Bingzhou? Born in the same lower class, Ding Yuan wanted to take Lu Bu as his adopted daughter. After the banquet, Liu Zhuang relaxed. Deng Mao's army was completely defeated and their leaders were captured. He stayed inside the safe county town, which was as safe as it could be. After each bloody charge and death, the instinct for survival always made him full of desire. So, under the ambiguous gazes of the generals, he followed Tuoba Yun and Lu Bu into the temporary compound that Ju Yuan had personally selected and prepared for them. However, among the booing soldiers, Guo Huai, who was drunk again, pouted with jealousy, his mind was very confused. His father asked him to supervise Liu Zhuang and find out his background, but along the way, this man was simply unbelievable. He had never seen such a strange and divided person. He is clearly a commoner of the lowest class, yet he is a noble spellcaster. He had no identity or background, but he could make countless soldiers of mixed backgrounds follow his lead and enforce his orders, and even made the extremely powerful Lu Bu obey him. He had no teacher and no academic qualifications, but today when he was outnumbered by seven thousand, he was able to come up with such a cunning tactic on the battlefield. He threw the Yellow Turban Army into chaos by abandoning the baggage, and then he led the way in breaking through the encirclement, with nine hundred people defeating seven thousand infantry. The more I studied him, the more I was attracted to him. Today, when I saw Liu Zhuang bringing Lu Bu and Tuoba Yun into a room, I felt even more empty, as if something had been carried away by someone, causing me to feel chest tightness and shortness of breath, and strange pains in my heart.
This feeling was unprecedented, and Guo Huai didn't know what was wrong with him. He tossed and turned in bed at night. ------------------------------------- After a night of joy, Liu Zhuang also cheered up and started to work. The Lu family merchants who were converted into military civil servants were calculating the huge amount of spoils. The amount was too much and it would take a while to calculate. Liu Zhuang first promoted the soldiers according to their military merits. First, he promoted the most outstanding officers among the nine cavalry garrisons to be his own guards, with the same pay and status as garrison commanders. He tried to form a cavalry force directly under his command to become the sharpest spearhead of the entire White Horse Camp. In the first round of selection, 20 junior officers at the level of squad leader, sergeant, and even team commander were recruited, and the officer positions vacated by them were taken over by the second best performing soldier, which was the position of the chief of the guard. Liu Zhuang was a little entangled. Lu Bu's combat power was very terrifying, but it was a pity that he only had one Lu Bu. She was a general who commanded a thousand cavalrymen, so asking her to do the job of a security guard and assault team leader was a bit of a waste of talent... Liu Zhuang was a little worried about the selection of guards, while Zhao Yun stood outside the camp with envy, looking at the cheering White Horse Camp. Everyone was happily taking the wealth earned through their strength. Civilians of low status were promoted because of their military exploits, and their enthusiasm for fighting was rising with each fair and just reward. When she returned to the city, the Jizhou Army was also cheering and celebrating, but that was a banquet exclusive to the superiors. Not to mention the unorganized Changshan Righteous Army, even the lower-level soldiers of the Jizhou Army were not qualified to join this feast. It had been two months since the Yellow Turban Rebellion broke out. She had led the Changshan Righteous Army to fight several bloody battles with the Yellow Turban Army. What she had done was even better than what the officers of the Hengshui Camp did! However, apart from the illusory glory and bloody casualties, he got nothing. That night, Zhao Yun couldn't sleep. Was his dream of supporting the Han Dynasty just an illusion? Was he so talented that he could only live a life of mediocrity because of his humble background? The next day, Zhao Yun was awakened by a rapid knock on the door. She opened the door sleepily and saw a minor official from the Jizhou army who began to read out an official document in a very formal manner: The captain of Hengshui read out the news from the leader of the Changshan volunteer army: Zhao Yun, who single-handedly rushed out of the enemy camp, called for reinforcements, and saved Shangquyang, and was rewarded with ten strings of copper coins - about a commoner's annual income. Zhao Yun rubbed her sleepy eyes. She had not yet fully recovered from her sleep. The clerk ignored her, threw the heavy money bag at her feet and left, hurriedly dealing with other things, not taking the rebel leader seriously at all. Zhao Yun was staring at the money bag at his feet in a daze. Although he was a commoner, he was Tong Yuan's last disciple and mastered the peerless fighting methods of the two Nine Swords: Steel Soul and White Crow. He entered the world this time to support the Han Dynasty and use his martial arts to realize his ideals and ambitions, but... why was this world completely different from what he imagined? These Jizhou nobles don't care how good they are at fighting. They only look at their birth and background when selecting talents. It seems as if the entire officialdom and the entire empire are just games and transactions of these nobles. How can one realize his ideals and ambitions in such a social environment? Zhao Yun sighed dejectedly. She was full of ambition when she first entered the world, but in the past two months, she had been beaten badly by the reality. Her beautiful young face was full of hesitation. Before she could think clearly, the door that she had just closed was knocked again by someone. Zhao Yun opened the door dejectedly, and what came into view was a handsome face like a scholar, and four bright and brilliant golden pupils. Liu Zhuang held a cloth bag in his hand, which contained a silver ring, two pearls, and five strings of coins; he was also leading a pack horse loaded with a stone of grain and a roll of silk, and he was smiling as he looked at the friendly troops who had fought alongside him. "There are quite a lot of spoils this time. We have just finished counting them. Here, take them. These are the spoils you deserve. I heard from the cavalrymen of Jiutun that you fought side by side with their troop leader Zhang Liao on the battlefield, breaking through several lines of defense of the Yellow Turban Army. You even teamed up with Zhang Liao to kill a Thunder Warrior! As the commander of a separate army, I would like to thank you on behalf of all the cavalrymen of Jiutun for your help. These supplies looted from the Yellow Turban Army are the rewards you deserve." Liu Zhuang smiled and took the reins of the pack horse and the bag of jewels, and put the two things into Zhao Yun's hands personally. He held her cold little hands with his big hands and asked very earnestly. "The White Horse Battalion will soon leave Shangquyang and go to Fanyang to cooperate with County Magistrate Gongsun to defeat the main force of the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou. I wonder what your plans are for the future? Will you continue to follow the Hengshui Captain and guard Shangquyang together?" Liu Zhuang looked sincerely into Zhao Yun's eyes and said reluctantly. "Your bravery is impressive, and the entire White Horse Battalion will never forget your military exploits. If we can get your help, the White Horse Battalion will be even more powerful! I only regret that I can't fight alongside you again." Zhao Yun stood there in a daze. He didn't make much contribution. At least he was much weaker than Lu Bu on the battlefield. He just worked together with Zhang Liao to kill a Thunder Warrior. He didn't expect that the Sima of another tribe would care about him so much. And respect him? She looked at the Hengshui Captain at her feet who sent a minor official to throw a reward to her, and then looked at the Sima of the other department in her hand who came to visit her personally and gave her the spoils of war. She thought about the extremely rigid classes in the Jizhou Army, and then about the promotion environment in the White Horse Camp where ability was the only consideration, not background. She felt the scorching heat coming from the palm of her hand, and looked at Liu Zhuang's extremely sincere eyes and his enthusiasm to recruit people in person. She was pushed step by step by the real world into the abyss of darkness, and Liu Zhuang pulled her back from the abyss bit by bit. Zhao Yun, who was inexperienced in the world, was greatly shaken at this moment. She gritted her teeth, made up her mind, held Liu Zhuang's hands without hesitation, knelt on one knee and offered her loyalty. "During this trip to Youzhou, Yun is willing to lead the 300 righteous soldiers from Changshan to join the White Horse Camp of Sima of the other army. We will go through fire and water in the future, and I will do my best to help you!"
The author says: Author's words: Another three-update burst ~ The monthly votes have exceeded 1300, burst +1 day Chapter 64: Leading by Example Seeing that Zhao Yun chose to join, Liu Zhuang was overjoyed. He personally held her cool and white little hand and brought her in front of the entire army. He joyfully announced the joining of his new comrade. At the same time, he promoted Zhao Yun to be his chief of guards, commanding twenty officers and guards who had just been selected from various armies. This appointment was immediately cheered. Zhao Yun could fight Zhang Liao on equal terms, or even have an advantage, so it was no surprise that she was appointed this position. Zhang Liao's soldiers from the Nine Troops cheered and congratulated her the most enthusiastically because they had fought side by side with her once. Zhao Yun suddenly stood in front of the stage, receiving so many people's cheers and courtesy. She felt a little excited, but also a little embarrassed. Her fair face was as rosy as the sunset glow. With the addition of Zhao Yun and three hundred Changshan infantrymen, the number of the White Horse Camp increased to one thousand six hundred. The others were also granted official titles of garrison chief and team leader in accordance with the previous structure of the Changshan Volunteer Army. Zhao Yun and other Changshan soldiers were very touched that they finally had a formal organization. They talked with their new friendly forces and were very excited when they found out the very fair policies here. It was so rare that there really were Han troops in the world who did not care about background or identity? After successfully recruiting Zhao Yun, Liu Zhuang also began to distribute rewards to the entire army. The first individual credit this time went to Lu Bu and the cavalrymen who assisted Lu Bu in capturing Deng Mao alive. The others also received rewards. The weapons left behind by the defeated soldiers were so numerous that they could arm all the families of the White Horse Camp. There were as many as 350 sets of armor seized alone, 50 of which were given to the cavalry. Of the 900 cavalrymen in the White Horse Camp, 450 were heavy cavalry, bringing the ratio of light cavalry to heavy cavalry to one-half. It was impossible for all cavalrymen to be heavily armored, after all, there were many jobs and tasks that only light cavalry could do. The remaining 300 sets of armor were distributed by Liu Zhuang to the infantry. He turned all the light infantry in the two battalions under the Baima Camp into armored soldiers. The Changshan infantry who had just joined the camp also received 100 sets of armor and were immediately armed, bringing the number of Liu Zhuang's infantry to 400 armored soldiers and 200 infantrymen. After deducting half of the food and fodder given as rewards to the soldiers, the remaining half was 900 dan. Together with the half seized from Changshan Pass, he now had a full 1,200 dan of grain. Bingzhou would only give him food and fodder for 4,000 people, not a single grain more. The extra prisoners he captured and the soldiers he recruited in Jizhou had to be fed with the extra food seized. In addition, there were a lot of silk, gold and silver, which seemed to be the treasures looted by the Yellow Turban Army when they broke through the nearby cities. Half of them would be given as rewards to the soldiers and all officers, and the other half was public property... Lu Ze made a preliminary estimate and the total price was around 2200 strings of money. This was also the first small fortune he made since he came to Jizhou. At this moment, Lu Ze's eyes were shining with excitement. He felt that his choice was right. He earned so much money with just one big victory. As long as we keep winning, all the Lu family properties and land that I sold in the past will be converted into cash and harvested back tenfold or a hundredfold! As for the captives, together with the small group of people at Changshan Pass, the number of Yellow Turban prisoners in his hands now reached two thousand. The scale was terrifying. Huang Tian's fanatical followers and the refugees who were forced to raise the banner of rebellion because they could not survive were mixed together, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish them. Liu Zhuang looked at these captives with some embarrassment, and suddenly, he made a surprising discovery: behind the ancient Confucian scholars there was a thin branch of the Galaxy Divine Tree, and behind the fanatical followers of Huang Tian there was a blazing golden flame tree. He could distinguish the Yellow Turban captives who were fanatical enough to have divine powers directly from the crowd. Even if he did not obtain the priesthood and only converted to faith, there would be no branches of the sacred tree behind him, but there would be a faint golden thread connecting to the branches of the sacred tree, continuously providing Huang Tian with the power of faith. Just by looking at this tiny golden thread, he could judge who was a fanatic and who was a refugee who could not survive, and he could also judge everyone's faith. After some selection, Liu Zhuang carefully picked more than 300 young and middle-aged male refugees to supplement the army. As usual, he first built two new villages, and selected the sergeants and corps with the highest military merits from the original troops, promoted them to the village chiefs and team leaders of the new villages, and filled the vacancies caused by their departure by promoting their subordinates. Then he divided and dispersed these Yellow Turban refugees and threw them into the vacancies in the army, increasing the number of his own troops from sixteen hundred to nineteen thousand, including nine hundred cavalry and one thousand infantry. Three hundred people were the limit of what he could digest and absorb at the moment. As for the remaining captives, Liu Zhuang had neither the ability nor the means to swallow them. Except for a few captured Thunder Warriors, he handed over the others as a favor to the Captain of Hengshui. Everything was ready. Liu Zhuang led the 1,900 men of the White Horse Camp and headed north, while writing a letter to Gongsun Zan in the north, stating that a Han army was surrounded in Shangquyang and was in danger of death. I had just defeated the army of the bandit general Deng Mao and lifted the siege of Shangquyang, and now I am here to support you. When the army returned to Changshan Pass, Gongsun Zan's letter also arrived - I was wondering why Youzhou commander Cheng Yuanzhi was fleeing south like a madman, it turns out that you killed his friendly troops in the south, and his retreat was cut off - you guys be careful, this guy is fleeing south madly, he has already crossed the Yishui River, and the battlefield has now moved from Fanyang in the south to Beiping, you come and block his retreat. At this moment, after escaping from the predicament, the Hengshui Captain also began to assemble his troops and sent people to guard Changshan Pass, so that Liu Zhuang could go all out and lead all 4,600 of his people to come and destroy the Youzhou war commander in a mighty way! The soldiers from Changshan and Bingzhou got along very well. Both sides were civilians from the lowest level of society. They had a lot in common and there was no barrier when they talked. It was like being at home, and Zhao Yun was very happy in this atmosphere. As soon as night fell, the soldiers brought their families into the tents. Then one could hear the sounds of flesh colliding, water splashing, and faint moans, which made the people of Changshan quite uncomfortable - did you really come here from Bingzhou with your families? Guo Huai was just as uncomfortable as them. At night, the whole camp was filled with a blushing and heart-pounding atmosphere. Looking closely, except for the young girl Zhang Liao, almost everyone around him was married, and all of them came to Bingzhou with their families, the elderly and children. Many displaced men and women also started families and careers after joining Liuzhuang with the help of everyone. Their wives and children also served as the baggage and logistics of the White Horse Camp. Both sides were inseparable from each other. You guys are all married and I'm the only one single, right? That night, Guo Huai could no longer stand this atmosphere, so he went to Liu Zhuang in person to explain the situation, but was stopped by Zhao Yun, who pointed inside the tent with a blushing face, and everything was said without words. Oh, by the way, Liu Zhuang also went south to Jizhou with his two wives. The Lu family even sold the entire mansion and all the members followed him south.
Guo Huai's face turned red and he turned and left in a hurry. He finally made it to the next day. He immediately rushed into the tent and discussed the matter with Liu Zhuang in righteous words. We have now left the safety of Bingzhou and Changshan Pass. The army may encounter the main force of the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou at any time. I know that the military camp lacks entertainment, but we can't play like this? What if we are attacked at night? Liu Zhuang thought about it for a while and found that he had missed this one. However, all the soldiers, including himself, marched with their wives, so it would not be possible to ban it directly. He thought about it and carved a new rule on the wood with a knife. At nightfall, the four captains of the White Horse Camp would take turns to lead their troops to keep watch. Tonight they would be on duty on one, two, three, and four, and tomorrow they would be on duty on five, six, seven, and eight, and they would take turns like this. From today on, my other military commander Liu Zhuang will also be included in the night watch team. The four teams of soldiers responsible for the night watch that night, whether they are on guard or resting, are not allowed to have sex with their wives, and they are not allowed to call prostitutes! If the enemy attacks, at least some people can be guaranteed to be fully combat-ready and put into battle instantly, giving others time to breathe and regroup. If it's not your turn to work any of the four night shifts tonight, then you can just share the room. However, once the army goes to war and engages in a confrontation with the enemy, no one in the entire army, starting with me, Liu Zhuang, is allowed to have sex, as this consumes so much physical energy. Violators will be kicked out of the battle sequence of the White Horse Camp. If you really can't bear it, then go and do logistics and make love with your wife all day long. When this military law was promulgated, everyone was shocked. Being kicked out of the battle sequence means losing the opportunity to go to the battlefield. If you can't go to the battlefield, you will have no way to get promoted or make money. The punishment is quite severe, which also made the soldiers somewhat dissatisfied - why? I'm done with the night watch and I'm going back to rest. Can't I do something I love to do? However, Liu Zhuang directly put himself on the first day's night watch list. He set an example by not going back to work after finishing the night watch. Instead, he stayed with Zhao Yun and his twenty guards, without taking off his armor or dismounting his horse, leaving everyone speechless. If other Simas could do it, why couldn't we? It's just that we can't work for one day occasionally. Chapter 65: The Big Man Succubus On April 1, the seventh year of Guanghe, Liu Zhuang followed the main road and arrived at Puyin with the White Horse Battalion. The city had been captured by the Yellow Turban Army. The defenders in the city panicked when they saw the arrival of the White Horse Battalion and quickly closed the gates to resist. Liu Zhuang didn't care about them. He set up camp on the road from Puyin to Beiping and sent scouts to investigate to see where the main force of the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou had gone. A day later, the scouts reported traces of the enemy - while he was moving north, Cheng Yuanzhi was also retreating to the south. His army was forty miles away and it would only take one day to reach Puyin. Fortunately, he stopped him in the wild before these people retreated to Puyin City. "Quick! Take out all the extra tents and set them up, build more campfires in the camp, and take out all the flags in stock and display them! The more the better!" Liu Zhuang immediately ordered a bluffing attack. The White Horse Battalion had only 4,500 soldiers and logistics personnel, but they managed to create an appearance of 7,000 to 8,000 people. The soldiers and logistics personnel worked together to cut down the grove near Puyin completely, and built a temporary wooden wall, blocking Cheng Yuanzhi's way home. At this moment, the Youzhou war commander was in a great trouble. There was a fierce tiger in front and a hungry wolf behind. He had fought Gongsun Zan and Liu Bei many times. A small county magistrate had amazing fighting power. After all, he was also a war commander and a leader among the thunder warriors, but he couldn't take down these people no matter what. At this moment, he was even more shocked to hear that a White Horse Battalion from the Bingzhou Governor's Office, which had broken the blockade of Changshan Pass in one battle and defeated Deng Mao's army of more than 10,000 in the second battle, was rushing towards him. He was so scared that he lost his mind. He was doomed. His way back to Jizhou was cut off! There was no other way, so Cheng Yuanzhi had to give up fighting with Gongsun Zan and others, and retreated immediately, returning to the base camp in Puyin to make plans. But at this moment, Liu Zhuang had cut off his retreat, and he could not even return to Puyin. The Yellow Turbans of Youzhou sent scouts to observe Liu Zhuang's camp, estimated the number of people to be ten thousand, and reported it to the Youzhou commander, which gave Cheng Yuanzhi an even greater headache. Gongsun Zan in front was extremely terrifying. He had under his command a thousand Wuhuan cavalrymen who had been sinicized, a thousand Youzhou cavalrymen, and a group of thirty white horse volunteers. These two thousand elite cavalrymen made it impossible for his tens of thousands of infantry to advance or retreat. There was also a group of Zhuo County volunteers nearby to assist him. Although the total strength did not exceed three thousand, they were extremely brave and good at fighting, making the battle very difficult for him. The Bingzhou White Horse Camp behind. Although I have never fought them, based on the fact that they defeated Deng Mao in one battle and the "more than 10,000" number of people reported by the scouts... This group of people may be more difficult to deal with than Gongsun Zan, at least in terms of numbers. If he was held up by the White Horse Camp during his retreat, and if Gongsun Zan led two thousand cavalrymen to charge at him from behind, then all would be over. "Damn it, let's fight! The whole army will form a battle array with their backs to the Lushui River! Defeat Gongsun Zan first! Eat the equipment of the Youzhou army, strengthen our forces, and then we will go home!!!" After much deliberation, Cheng Yuanzhi decided that between Liu Zhuang's army of over ten thousand and Gongsun Zan's army of three thousand, Gongsun Zan was easier to deal with. He sent out a battalion of militia to protect his rear, relying on the geographical advantage of the Lu River. After making sure that the White Horse Battalion could not approach from behind, he once again deployed his troops to confront Gongsun Zan's Youzhou cavalry. ------------------------------------- The Yellow Turbans in Youzhou were fooled by Liu Zhuang's bluffing, but Gongsun Zan was not. He knew that the White Horse Camp had only 4,000 people including logistics, and they had been sending cavalry to communicate with each other during this period. After Cheng Yuanzhi stopped retreating on the north bank of Lushui River, Gongsun Zan immediately understood what had happened. The fish-scale iron armor forged with fine steel could not conceal her mature and beautiful figure. The majestic white-feathered dragon helmet made her heroic and charming face even more striking. "Write a letter immediately to tell the other military commander of the White Horse Camp that he is only 40 miles away from us, and it will only take half a day for the cavalry to reach the battlefield. I will start a decisive battle at Lushui tomorrow to annihilate the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou! Ask him to help me set up a siege in the south. Don't let any remnant of the Yellow Turbans escape!"
When Gongsun Zan saw that the Yellow Turbans actually set up camp with their backs to the water and wanted to use the natural barrier of the Lu River to avoid being attacked from both sides, he was overjoyed. His heroic and charming face showed a confident yet cruel smile, which made the Wuhuan people feel a little creepy - damn, the last time he saw this woman smile like this, she personally slaughtered a Wuhuan tribe that invaded Youzhou. Fortunately, we surrendered and don't have to be her enemies. "Senior sister, Cheng Yuanzhi has more than 20,000 men, and we have less than 3,000. Why don't we wait for the brothers from the White Horse Camp to arrive before we take action?" A haunting pink shadow slowly stood up from the right side of Gongsun Zan, with a slender and sexy body. Although her figure was not as hot and explosive as Gongsun Zan's, it was more enchanting and charming. Her stunning face was like a jade statue that was exquisitely crafted by nature, and there was not a single flaw in her extraordinary beauty. Her long pink hair drooped to her enchanting waist like a dreamy waterfall. Two tiny dragon horns quietly protruded from both sides of her temples, and her beautiful heart-shaped eyes flashed with catastrophic desire. Huge wings as white as snow stretched out from her waist; the slender dragon tail with pink scales swayed back and forth under the hem of her skirt. The fluff at the tip of the tail was not like the flying and leaping flames of other real dragons, but was transformed into a neat heart shape.