Early the next morning, Gao Fei left Zhou Cang behind and Lu Heng guarded the camp. He led Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Guan Hai and three thousand cavalry to the foot of Quyang City.
In Xiaquyang City, Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao stood at the top of the city, with disheveled hair and a white cloth wrapped around their heads. They were wearing mourning clothes and holding different weapons in their hands. Their eyes were full of hostility towards the Han army approaching the city wall. Yellow scarves near the city wall
The thieves' archers were well prepared, and they were even more prepared for rolling logs and stones.
The news that Zhang Jiao was killed by the Han army was spread widely, which was a great motivation for the Han army. In just a few days, it had spread to Yingchuan and Nanyang on the south bank of the Yellow River, and spread across the north and south of the river.
The speed of news transmission exceeded Gao Fei's expectation. In just a few days, Lu Zhi's name was resounding throughout the world.
He knew very well that Lu Zhi was his boss and had also become a stumbling block for him. Only those within Lu Zhi's army knew about his killing of Zhang Jue. What was spread to the outside was still Lu Zhi's credit. No matter what he did in Lu Zhi's
No matter how glorious the army is, he is just a general, and he cannot overshadow the general.
That's why he hurriedly asked to lead the army alone. He didn't even ask Lu Zhi for a general at the level of a military lord. He only asked for the bravery of soldiers in units of tuns. He wanted to win this honor alone in Xiaquyang, and he wanted all the people in the world to do so.
Everyone knows that he was the one who pacified the most elite army of the Yellow Turban Thieves. Even Lu Zhi will get certain honors for this, but his name will stand out from Lu Zhi's shadow. This is what he really wants
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Gao Fei rode his horse with a spear and stared closely at Quyang City. He saw that the yellow scarf thieves were all strong and strong. Unlike the hungry refugees who were besieged in Guangzong, they were wrapped in a thin layer of clothing.
The iron pieces are made of iron, and even the weapons and equipment in his hands are relatively unified.
"Sir, it seems that the news of Zhang Jiao's death has reached here. The Yellow Turban thieves in Quyang City are all the main force. There are at least 50,000 combat troops out of the hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban thieves." Guan Hai said carefully behind Gao Fei.
As Di explained, he reported the real situation in Quyang City to Gao Fei.
Those who participated in the Yellow Turban Uprising were peasants who did not have enough to eat or wear warm clothes. There were also a few bandits and thieves. The number of people who brought their families and their families seemed huge, but those who could actually fight were only tens of thousands.
, and the weapons and equipment cannot be compared with those of formally trained officers and soldiers.
Gao Fei obviously knew this, so he just smiled softly and said: "Get ready!"
After the words fell, Gao Fei rode out, walked forward for a while, and shouted loudly: "Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, listen to me, I cut off Zhang Jiao's head, if you want to
To avenge your brother, come and fight me to the death!"
As soon as Zhang Liang heard this, anger welled up in his chest. He let out a loud cry, pointed at Gao Fei and shouted loudly: "Wait for me, I will not skin you later!"
Gao Fei smiled slightly and saw Zhang Liang turned around and walked down the city tower. Zhang Bao was holding a long spear in his hand and was standing on the top of the city, looking at him angrily.
Not long after, the city gate opened wide, and Zhang Liang poured out of the city with fifty fast horses and five hundred foot soldiers. He got a pair of armor from somewhere and covered him with force, covering his burly body.
My figure is completely covered in it, it doesn't fit well, and it doesn't feel too crowded.
Zhang Liang was waving a big sword in his hand, and he didn't even answer. His eyes were bloodshot, and he galloped wildly to get high.
Gao Fei saw Zhang Liang's menacing approach and did not dare to look down upon him. After all, Zhou Cang and Guan Hai once said that Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao were highly skilled in martial arts. He cheered up, shouted "drive" and raised the game in his hand
Dragon Spear rushed out.
The two horses intersected, and it was fleeting. After a crisp "clang" sound, Gao Fei felt his hands were slightly numb. He saw that the fine steel barrel of the Dragon Spear was cut with a small scar by Zhang Liang's sword.
I couldn't help but admire Zhang Liang's strength.
Turning the horse's head, Zhang Liang dropped the sword to the ground, holding the handle in his hand, and rushed towards Gao Fei.
Gao Fei had only had one horse fighting experience. Seeing Zhang Liang dragging the sword like this, with the back of the sword facing down and the blade pointing upward, he was secretly surprised: "Is this the legendary dragging knife tactic?"
Without thinking much, Zhang Liang's horse was already at his side. He suddenly lifted the handle of the knife with both hands and violently chopped off the big knife in his hand.
Gao Fei hurriedly raised his hand to block, and after a loud "clang" sound, his hands immediately felt the force of falling like a thousand pounds. His arms could not support it, and they were slowly suppressed by Zhang Liang's blade. He gritted his teeth.
, he tried his best, but in the end he was still at a disadvantage. He felt that the spear in his hand was falling down bit by bit, and in just a moment, the blade would inevitably press on his shoulder.
He saw a strange smile on Zhang Liang's face. Before he could react, he felt that the power on the dragon gun suddenly disappeared. A chill ran down the barrel of the gun to his neck, and a cold light flashed in front of his eyes.
He hurriedly leaned his body back, and the blade of the knife passed in front of him, only 0.01 mm away from his nose. It was really dangerous.
Zhang Liang failed to hit twice in a row, and he suddenly felt annoyed. However, the horse did not stop when he sat down, and ran forward with his body. As soon as his body rose and fell on the horse, he heard the sound of flying high behind him.
He yelled "Return Carbine", and he was so frightened that his spine trembled, and he hurriedly put the big knife in his hand across his back, but he did not hear the sound of the clash of weapons. Out of curiosity, he turned his head slightly, and there was a flash in his eyes.
At a loss, what was behind him was actually an empty horse, and Gao Fei, who was fighting with him, was nowhere to be found.
"Where are the people?" Zhang Liang was surprised, hurriedly reined in his horse and exclaimed.
Suddenly, he felt a black shadow blocking the light in front of him. In panic, he suddenly raised his head, only to see a spear thrust towards him. Gao Fei, who was fighting with him, floated down in the air. The big knife behind him had not yet turned.
When he came to the front to cover himself, he heard a muffled "pop" sound, and a hard object was pierced into the left side of his chest. The hard object pierced his heart and came out from behind, and his face became even more ferocious.
He fell off the horse and fell heavily to the ground. After a few twitches, he stopped moving.
"Mighty! Mighty!" After a moment of silence, the Han army suddenly burst into cheers.
Gao Fei fell to the ground and pulled out his dragon gun from Zhang Liang's body. Immediately, a stream of hot blood flew out of Zhang Liang's heart and splashed all over Gao Fei's face. The blood dripped to his mouth.
He stuck out his tongue and licked it gently. It was salty and fishy. He turned his head and saw the thieves at the city gate with cold eyes. He was frightened. He pulled out the sword from his waist and chopped off Zhang Liang.
He raised his head high and shouted: "Who else is there?"
The shouts were like rolling thunder, shocking the soldiers on the opposite side.
On the city tower, Zhang Bao saw this tragic scene, slowly closed his eyes, shed two tears from the corners of his eyes, and shouted lightly with grief and anger: "The whole army retreats into the city and holds tight without fighting.
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The order was then issued, and the bandits retreated into the city one after another, closing the city gates tightly and not daring to come out again.
In the Han army formation, Liu Bei sighed softly and said nothing.
Guan Yu and Zhang Fei heard Liu Bei's sigh and seemed to be aware of his elder brother's mood. Guan Yu whispered: "Brother, don't worry, I don't dare to take out Zhang Bao lightly. When I attack the city, I will definitely cut down Zhang Fei."
Bao’s dog head is dedicated to my eldest brother.”
"Hmph!" Zhang Fei let out a heavy breath, rode his horse forward, came to Gao Fei's side, and shouted loudly: "Brother Gao Xian is so majestic today, didn't I agree that Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao will be left to me to kill?"
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Gao Fei turned around and saw the anger on Zhang Fei's face, and smiled and said: "Brother Yide, I have no choice but to do it. In the situation just now, if I don't kill him, he will definitely kill me. Let's do this, Zhang Bao
How about leaving it to Brother Yide to kill?"
Zhang Fei raised his head and glanced at Zhang Bao, who was still sad on the tower, and said, "Okay, I'll go and start a fight right now!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fei raised his voice and shouted to the yellow scarf thieves in the city: "Zhang Bao! All your brothers are dead. Come out and die soon, so you won't be lonely on the road to hell anymore!"
There was no movement at the city gate, no echo at all.
"Zhang Bao! You shrinking turtle, get out of here and die!" Seeing no one answered, Zhang Fei shouted again.
There was still no movement in the city. Zhang Bao stood on the top of the city without saying a word, his bloodshot eyes already burning with anger.
Gao Fei held Zhang Liang's head, walked to his horse, got on his horse, and rode back to the formation.
Guan Hai responded, took a look at Zhang Liang's body, and asked: "Sir, what should I do with the body of the thief general?"
"Just leave it there and let the thieves handle it on their own," Gao Fei said.
Zhang Fei's shouts rang in his ears again, followed by curses, but no matter how Zhang Fei cursed, Zhang Bao would not come out, and the city gate was tightly closed.
By noon, Zhang Fei's voice was already smoking. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, rode his horse back to the formation, and with an angry look on his face, he cursed carelessly: "You are so angry with me! You bastard thieves."
Won’t come out!”
Liu Bei rode his horse to Gao Fei's side and said, "Sir, it's almost noon. It seems that Zhang Bao will not go out to fight today. If he is going to hold on to the city, our army will obviously not have enough men.
It’s better to go back to camp for now and think about it in the long run.”
Gao Fei nodded and ordered: "Go back to camp!"
On the way back, Gao Fei had been secretly observing Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei. The facial expressions of Guan Yu and Zhang Fei had already revealed their inner feelings. One of them had his eyes narrowed, showing an indifferent attitude, while the other was...
He was constantly cursing and cursing along the way, but Liu Bei's face was expressionless, and his eyes showed nothing strange, as if nothing just happened.
"People like this are often the most difficult to deal with. I can't figure out what is going on in his mind, so I can't prescribe the right medicine. It seems that if we really want to conquer Liu Bei, we have to take a long-term approach." Gao Fei thought slowly.