The time has come to winter, and Cao Cao is still confronting the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans. For several months, they have been victorious and evenly matched.

Cao Cao's soldiers were more elite, but they did not have much food and grass. The mobilized army was only 80,000 to 100,000, which was too small for the 300,000 Qingzhou Yellow Turbans.

Fortunately, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans don't have much discipline, otherwise Boss Cao would probably overturn.

Now that most of the scattered Yellow Turbans have been moved away by Li Pu, it will be difficult to conquer the remaining ones without defeating them.

"Let's march on. These soldiers are almost trained and it's time to see some blood." Li Pu put on a blood-red cloak, picked up his big ax and walked out of the tent.

The army moved in the heavy snow, and countless soldiers mounted their horses, picked up their spears, and put on their armor.

The black armor is very conspicuous in the white snow, and a long black dragon can be seen winding along the road more than ten miles away.

The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans were blocked by Cao Cao in Shouzhang. Not only was Shouzhang City occupied, but eighteen large camps were set up outside the city.

There are more than 10,000 Yellow Turban troops in each camp, and there are even 100,000 elite Yellow Turban troops stationed in Shouzhang.

Every time Cao Cao attacked a camp, other nearby camps would send troops to assist. In this situation, it would be difficult to achieve a great victory unless he used strong force to overwhelm everything.

Each victory or defeat only cost a few thousand troops for a camp. If a camp is lost, another one can be built in a few days. This is why Cao Cao did not win a big victory.

Nowadays, the old, weak, women and children of the Yellow Turban Army in Qingzhou have been transferred to Jizhou by Li Pu. These Yellow Turban Army are becoming more and more streamlined, and even Cao Cao can't help but have a headache.

He was even more distressed when he learned that after Cao Ren attacked a camp, he wiped out 3,000 enemies and lost more than 1,000.

This has happened not just once, but countless times.

It was originally planned that the Yellow Turbans' food supply would be completely consumed in October, but now it is already November, and the Yellow Turbans army on the opposite side is still very active.

I don't know how long this battle will last.

"Report! Pan Feng, who is stationed by the Qi River in the plain, set off three days ago and has now entered Linyi and is fighting with the local Yellow Turbans." A soldier knelt on the ground, holding a letter in his hand.

"Pan Feng, you finally moved..." Cao Cao looked at the letter in his hand, remembering the unparalleled general who was on the battlefield two years ago, and his eyes were a little blurry.

"Fight in! Fight a bloody path!" Li Pu stood at the front of the team, pointing the giant ax at the Linyi city gate, and countless soldiers of the Destroying Legion roared and rushed towards the city wall.

Countless siege vehicles and battering rams were pushed out. The Yellow Turban Army on the city wall had never seen such a battle before, and their legs were so frightened that they became weak.

These Yellow Turbans are just Yellow Turban thieves who stayed to rob the people. There were only a few thousand in total.

"Charge in! Don't retreat!" Li Pu stood on the spot and directed the soldiers to charge.

For an enemy of this level, Li Pu is not prepared to fight in person. This is a whetstone for these new recruits. No, it is not even a whetstone. It is just a straw man in training. It's just that these straw men know how to do it.

Make noise……

"Kill him!"

"Kill!"

"rush!"

Countless soldiers climbed up the city wall, slashing at the fleeing Yellow Turbans with their swords.

The city gates of Linyi have been blocked by Li Pu from all four directions. If these Yellow Turban soldiers do not want to die, the only way is to drop their weapons and surrender.

But how could a ghost who had licked blood give up his right to eat humans so easily?

These yellow scarf thieves picked up the swords they picked up from nowhere, brandished them and charged towards the Pharaoh-destroying army.

These desperadoes fell aside the next moment, and the dust raised by the defeated French soldiers on the ground entered their eyes.

"General, our army has won a complete victory. All the Yellow Turban troops in the city, except for the more than 2,000 people who surrendered, have been killed."

"Okay, let's go down." Li Pu walked into Linyi City through the wide open city gate with a big ax in his hand.

The city was full of filth, and some civilians lay aside in ragged clothes.

As Li Pu moved around, he even saw some naked corpses. Heavy white snow fell on these corpses, like covering these sleeping people with a quilt.

"These are troubled times, and people are like cattle and sheep." Although Li Pu had long been hard-hearted, he still did not want to see such a scene.

"Bring some grain and cook it for the people in the city. By the way, remember to boil a pot of hot broth to keep them away from the cold."

Li Pu pointed at the people huddled together behind him. You can imagine what happened to these people after the Yellow Turban Army entered Linyi.

"No!" A soldier turned and ran out of the city.

After a while, everyone in the city who could still move lined up in front of the temporary shed.

A bowl of thick porridge and a large bowl of hot broth restored some color to these people whose lips were purple from the cold, and there was also a glimmer of light in their eyes.

After Li Pu stayed in Linyi City for a day, he headed south.

When they encountered a city occupied by the Yellow Turban Army, they would set up tents and give porridge.

Along the way, Li Pu's reputation improved a lot, and many people even wanted to go to Jizhou. Li Pu first calmed down these people. After all, they had just been involved in the Yellow Turban banditry, and there was no telling how many of these people would die on the road.

It would be better to wait for Li Pu's triumphant return and pick him up together.

Cao Cao doesn't want to be taken away? That's none of my business. These people want to go with me. Are you, Cao Cao, trying to disobey the people?

In early December, Li Pu finally arrived in Shouzhang.

Although Shouzhang City is not big, with the continuous barracks outside the city, Shouzhang City looks much larger than Ye City.

Each camp is only a few hundred meters apart. Once attacked, they can quickly gather together to fight back, and there are so many people that even if they capture a camp, they will not dare to defend it. They can only retreat, otherwise they will be defeated by countless yellow turbans.

The army was overwhelmed.

The camps are connected together for dozens of miles at a glance, and the camps made of wood actually look a bit spectacular.

If the other Yellow Turbans encountered along the way were stragglers, then the Yellow Turbans here are regular troops.

And don't look down on the Yellow Turban Army. There are also elites in the Yellow Turban Army.

For example, Zhang Yan, the Yellow Turban from Montenegro, had millions of people, and no one from the surrounding states and counties dared to invade.

The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans are a Yellow Turban force second only to the Black Mountain Yellow Turbans.

Not only is the camp set up very strong, but the discipline is also much stronger than that of other Yellow Turbans.

Li Pu has been here for such a long time, and there has not been any commotion in any of the camps. Moreover, at a glance, these Yellow Turban troops are fully equipped with armor, swords and guns.

It should be because they captured a lot of weapons after defeating Liu Dai, plus they looted the weapons and equipment from countless cities along the way.
Chapter completed!