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Chapter 118 The Yellow Turban Conspiracy

The sound of war drums outside the city was earth-shattering. Thousands of yellow scarves armed with ring-headed knives and spears tied with wooden poles rushed towards the guards behind the sheep and horse wall.

There are also archers in the Yellow Turban Army. Although the bows are simple and the number of people who are good at shooting is small, the number of them is sufficient.

There were many trees outside the city of Duchang, and the Yellow Turban Army used local materials to harvest them, and shot the sharpened branches as arrows, flying randomly on the battlefield.

Their accuracy was not high, but they did restrain the movements of the guards and covered the Yellow Turbans attacking the city.

The soldiers on the city wall struggled to push down the stones and barely resisted the waves of Yellow Turban attacks.

Sun Shao's flat sleeves were wrinkled by Sun Shao's grip. The Yellow Turban attack was too hasty. When he left the city at this time, he was really overestimating his ability.

Only by waiting for the opponent's offensive to slow down can they lead their elite troops out of the city to fight. However, for now, it is still unknown how long they will defend until then.

Guan Hai was half astride his horse, staring at the flag at the top of the city. He estimated that Duchang City must be short of food and low in morale since he had been besieging it for so long.

In fact, his army does not have much food. If he cannot capture Duchang today and tomorrow, he will be in danger.

The number of Yellow Turbans under his command is said to be one hundred thousand, but most of them are women, children, old and young, either relatives of the Yellow Turbans, or homeless people who were captured when they attacked the city. The number of capable soldiers is only over 20,000.

I don’t know how the brothers in Linzi and Qi are doing. I heard that Zang Hong, the governor of Qingzhou, is not easy to get along with. I’m afraid it will not be easy to capture the two cities. From this point of view, I am the one who will be the first to complete the task of being a good teacher.

Hai.

The corner of his mouth curled up, feeling pleased with himself.

When we enter the city, we should first kill Kong Rong and slaughter all the rich officials who are officials. Naturally, we will have food, grass, money and goods to distribute among these brothers.

"Commander! Marshal! There is a little boy outside who says there is news about Marshal Zhang!"

"oh?"

Guan Hai got off his horse and asked quickly: "Is this Commander Feiyan?"

He surrounded Duchang, not as Taishi Ci and Sun Shao thought, just to respond to the Yellow Turbans of Linzi Qi State and to lower the morale of the city.

The real reason was that he only followed the orders of the virtuous teacher Zhang Niujiao, and since he besieged Duchang, he had lost contact with Zhang Niujiao.

Since he had not received an order to attack the city, he just besieged the city without attacking.

This is also the reason why he knows nothing about the Xuzhou Yellow Turbans who first surrendered to Zhongping and later became Xudu soldiers.

If not for the fact that the Yellow Turban Army was running low on food and grass, he might have chosen to continue the siege instead of attacking with all his strength.

When Guan Haifang entered the tent, he saw a young man sitting on the ground, playing with a wooden sign in his hand, seemingly bored.

"Are you the envoy of Commander Feiyan?"

Guan Hai looked suspicious. He had never seen a child of this age around Zhang Yan.

"Exactly, the commander-in-chief doesn't know this?"

Zhong Ping spread his hands and brought the wooden sign to Guan Hai, "My trip is not only due to the order of Commander Feiyan, but also to be a good teacher."

"Good teacher!"

As soon as this word came out, Guan Hai was so excited that he walked around in circles for several times, "Zhonghuang Taiyi is on top! The virtuous teacher is in good health!"

Zhongping held up the wooden sign and shouted after Guan Hai. From the corner of his eye, he saw a few yellow scarf soldiers standing in the tent. The weapons on their waists were much better than those outside the tent. He thought that these must be Guan Hai's.

Guard.

It stands to reason that Zhongping was surrounded by Cao Hong and Liu Bei's troops and attacked the Yellow Turbans directly from behind. In the panic of the Yellow Turbans, they made a hasty response and it was certain that it would be difficult to win.

However, Zhongpei noticed that when the Yellow Turbans attacked the city, those old and young who were hiding from the swords and arrows in embarrassment, there were even some hungry women holding babies in their arms. They tightly protected the crying babies, but they were attacked by the attackers.

Coerced by the yellow scarf, he had to face the swordsman.

If they attack the Yellow Turbans directly, they can definitely win, but in the clash of weapons, these people can't be taken care of. They are just turned into fleshy corpses, suffering this unnecessary disaster and being slaughtered.

Zhong Ping also remembered that when he was on a mission to Xuzhou, Wei Zhong stopped him from rescuing the woman.

The scene where the woman and a group of sallow-looking refugees snatched away the filth that he and Wei Zhong had vomited, cherished it carefully, and carefully put it into the mouth of the baby in her arms.

No matter what, Thongping cannot be forgotten.

So he chose to put himself in danger again to persuade Guan Hai to surrender.

He didn't have much confidence this time. Unlike Zhang Yan and Zhang Niujiao, he had never interacted with Guan Hai.

Cao Hong naturally disapproved of Zhong Ping's move. He felt that although the Yellow Turbans were large in number, they were just a mob. If they were attacked by elite soldiers from behind and restrained by the Duchang defenders in front, the Yellow Turbans would be defeated on both sides and there was no need for Zhong Ping to take risks.

After Liu Bei heard what Zhongping said about the women and children in yellow scarves, he was silent at first, and then sighed.

His eyes were gentle, and this time he restrained himself from the inconvenience of being on horseback, and gave a full salute to Zhongxing, "The young man is so benevolent, how can the women and children deserve this misfortune?"

"When the Yellow Turbans attacked the city, some of their own family members were among them. They saw women and children trampled on, or killed by swords and arrows. Human beings are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless?"

"I would like to go with the Shaofu to talk about Guan Hai."

"Brother, I am also willing to go with you."

Guan Yu still had his eyes squinted, but when he looked at Xiang Zhong, he rarely lowered his gaze slightly, so as to appear less unapproachable.

Such is his temperament that he "treats the soldiers well but treats the scholar-bureaucrats with kindness". When he first met Zhong Ping, he was still a bit arrogant and did not take the initiative to get close to him. Now that he knows Zhong Ping's considerations, although he doesn't show it on his face, he has many feelings in his heart.

A bit of respect.

Not every scholar-bureaucrat who is young and holds the position of Jiuqing has the courage and determination to go into danger for the sake of ordinary women and children.

"Me too!"

Zhang Fei saw that his two brothers were going, and he probably heard what Zhong Ping said. He was planning for the people, so naturally he was not to be left behind.

His voice was much louder than Dian Wei's. Zhong Ping felt as if there were several tigers roaring in his ears, and he subconsciously held his forehead.

"You think I have a loud voice?"

Zhang Fei asked carelessly.

"Hey, third brother, don't be rude."

Liu Bei raised his hand slightly.

Zhang Fei scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

Zhongping is young, and he doesn't like to put on airs when dealing with others. He always gives people a feeling of being approachable and easy to get along with.

After getting along with him for a long time, you can't help but treat him as someone close to you. Zhang Fei has a rough personality and is straightforward and outspoken. When facing Zhongping, he is naturally more candid. He says whatever comes to his mind and bows to him wherever he wants.

This thing?

Zhong Ping calmed down and smiled helplessly: "What this strong man means is that if Ruoping thinks his voice is too loud, he will restrain himself, but is that so?"

Zhang Fei's eyes widened even more, and then he slapped Zhong Ping on the back and laughed loudly: "That's what I meant! The young master and I are really that...what, we just thought of getting together!"

Zhongping was so slapped that he almost couldn't breathe, so he just walked over.

The wound on his back was not fully healed yet, so after receiving this slap, Zhongpei felt that the wound seemed to be a little cracked again, and it hurt so much that he almost bared his teeth and howled.

"Ahem, we have the same mind and spirit."

He took a few hard breaths, thinking to himself, could they not communicate with each other?

Now my intelligence is only 70, which is probably on the same level as Zhang Fei. Is there anyone here who can understand each other's thoughts better than the two of them?

"I told you why I felt friendly when I saw the young master..."

Zhong Ping felt nervous, fearing that Zhang Fei might also say, "Why don't Bo Heng call me uncle?", so he quickly interrupted.

"Does the prince know about Zhang Yan, the general of Nan Zhonglang?"

"I've heard a little bit about it." Liu Bei said thoughtfully.

"Ping knows a lot about the Yellow Turbans than ordinary people, and General Zhonglang was also born in the Yellow Turbans. Ping may be said to be Guan Hai."

Zhong Ping smiled slightly and said, "I am no better than a child. Under Guan Hai's contempt, it is difficult to be wary, so Ping can explore the situation and figure it out slowly."

"If Fujun and Ping go to the city gate together, firstly, our whereabouts will be exposed; secondly, it may increase Guan Hai's arrogance and threaten us; thirdly, if we persuade us to surrender at our opening, the soldiers in the city will inevitably think that we are afraid of the Yellow Turbans"

With a large number of people, morale is shaken, which is not conducive to defending the city."

"The Yellow Turbans on the left and right don't know their identity. If they are really trapped in the Yellow Turban tent..."

Zhong Ping made a little joke, "Ping has no other talents. He still has the ability to make up random things to save his life."

After he said this, Cao Hong, Liu Bei and others had no reason to stop him. They didn't know that Zhong Ping had a blood lock. Seeing him calmly talking about life and death, they couldn't help but admire him.

heart.

"...Young master, take care."

"What is the order of the good master? I will go up to the mountain of swords and go down to the sea of ​​fire, and I will definitely complete it!"

Guan Hai's voice brought Zhong Ping back from his thoughts.

Zhongping stood up, slowly walked to the main seat and sat down, looking down at Guan Hai below.

Guan Hai was just waiting for the "good teacher's order" from Zhong Ping, and didn't care about Zhong Ping's actions at all. In the camp, his personal guards remained quiet.

Obviously, Zhong Ping, who represents a good teacher, is the absolute authority in the eyes of these people. Even Guan Hai did not care about Zhong Ping's sudden "offense".
To be continued...