Chapter 26: The grass and trees are yellow and the wild geese fly north (Part 2)
The ninth month of the lunar calendar is the standard end of autumn, when the north wind becomes stronger and the weather turns colder.
At this time, both humans and animals will make final preparations for winter.
The squirrels in Liaodong are taking the opportunity to hoard pine nuts, the bears in the Taihang Mountains are accumulating fat, and the geese in Hebei are queuing up to fly south... However, at this time, 40,000 to 50,000 Yellow Turban troops are heading north.
The weather was cold, and the Han army came from afar. They just set up camp and immediately mobilized at night. They hurriedly mounted their horses to pursue. They were really sleepy, tired, cold, and even their horsepower was exhausted. However, they really came into contact with the Yellow Turban Army brigade on the road, and
After a hasty battle at night, they found that there was no resistance to the battle.
The reason is very simple. The Yellow Turbans who fled north in a hurry were also sleepy, tired and cold. Moreover, they fled in a hurry after the death of their coach, so they had no desire to fight at all.
However, at dawn at the end of autumn, when the 40,000 to 50,000 Yellow Turban Army broke out into chaos, the situation completely got out of control. Even the Han Army lost its organization in the dark night. Both sides just followed the orders of their respective commanders before the war, in a confused manner.
While killing each other, they hugged each other and headed north to the Zhang River.
However, there is always daybreak. When the sun rises, the sky becomes clear, and the autumn frost melts, the situation finally becomes clear - those with horses will always run faster than those without horses, and those who pursue will always be more aggressive than those who flee.
, and more importantly, under the desperate pursuit of the Han army, the Yellow Turban Army lost their helmets and armor along the way, and lost countless baggage. In the end, they were trapped on the bank of the Zhang River, losing the necessary organization and protective capabilities needed to cross the river.
So far, the Han army's strategic intention has been fully achieved. Although the Yellow Turban Army still has tens of thousands of troops, it is actually inevitable that it will be defeated and they are just waiting to die.
"Your Majesty, although our army is extremely exhausted, as long as Duke Huangfu leads the infantry army to catch up, the whole army can move forward and end this disaster." Fu Xie was exhausted, but he saw Gongsun Xun leading a group of soldiers.
The white horse cavalry came slowly from behind, and then they gathered their energy and faced them. "After years of hard work, this chaos will finally come to an end."
"not necessarily."
Gongsun Xun was also exhausted after a night of fighting, but it was obvious that he did not agree with his junior brother's judgment.
"It's not necessarily true." Xi Zhong was not good at riding a horse, so he was left in the camp by Gongsun Xun this time. However, Lou Gui, the only counselor who followed, also disagreed with Fu Xie's judgment.
"Is there going to be a recurrence of the battle?" Fu Xie was stunned for a moment. "Forgive me for being stupid, but I really don't know where the other side will turn."
"It's not that the battle situation is repeated, but that there is a big river in front of us, and the Yellow Turban Army is in a desperate situation again." Lou Zibo sighed with emotion on the horse. "I'm afraid there will be a result without waiting for the large group of infantry behind them to catch up."
Fu Xie woke up almost instantly: "Mr. Zibo, what you mean is that the thieves will either take advantage of the enemy's arrival and fight back desperately; or they will simply turn around and throw themselves into the river, just like they did on the banks of the Zhuohe River and the Qinghe River that day?"
"That's right." Lou Gui responded, twirling his beard slightly. "That's probably what it will be like."
"After all, it's tens of thousands of lives." Gongsun Xun, who was on the horse, didn't know whether it was because he was tired or because the battle situation was extremely relaxed, so he seemed a little bored. "Go and shout and ask where Zhang Liang is? Tell him that the defeat is determined.
If you still have some backbone, why bother the innocent? Either come out and lure the guards to fight to the death with me, or be separated from me and commit suicide. In any case, I will remember the old friendship between Zhao Guoxia and Zhao Guoxia, and we will reluctantly treat each other as old friends.
Come on, give him a good time... Then, we can let these tens of thousands of young people give up their thoughts as soon as possible, surrender and find a way out."
Fu Xie was quite hesitant when he heard this, but he couldn't help but admonish: "Your Majesty, these people are all heretical demons. Forty to fifty thousand people have surrendered, how can the court tolerate it? Now is the end of the war, Li Wei should be killed
That’s right.”
"Of course this kind of thing will be discussed by Duke Huangfu and I, as well as the Central Committee, so don't get involved." Gongsun Xun waved his hand to urge. "Do it quickly!"
The status gap was too big. Although he had a personal relationship, Fu Xie did not dare to say anything more, so he immediately led the crowd to ride away, telling others to call Zhang Liang.
"Have you finally moved your heart to show mercy?" As soon as Fu Nanrong left, Lou Gui couldn't help but sigh again. "Even when I first met Dongjun, I was shocked, but now that it happens again and again, I should get used to it. Besides,
, I’m afraid there will be more and more such things in the future, how can we save them one by one?”
"Since we are face to face, let's give it a try." Gongsun Xun remained expressionless. "Besides, the situation now is still different from before. The Yellow Turbans were still gaining momentum in Dongjun, and it was normal for the other generation to have strong intentions;
Those 20,000 people by the Qinghe River were more or less willing to die for Zhang Jiao... What now? If Zhang Liang also died and the Yellow Turban disappeared, how could they die for it? For whom? The Yellow Turban uprising is too numerous to count.
Yue, where did so many loyal ministers and filial sons come from?"
Lou Gui shook his head slowly, knowing that the other party was trying to make excuses, but he couldn't persuade him much.
A moment later, there was a sudden commotion somewhere in front, and then a Huangtian banner and a banner of General Renggong were raised at the same time. Immediately, the two banners went hand in hand, and actually went directly to kill the prominent white horse Yi Cong.
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Obviously, Zhang Liang heard the shouting, and without even thinking about it, he made up his mind to lure his guards to meet Gongsun Xun, an old friend of the Zhao Kingdom.
Gongsun Xun raised his head and signaled, and Han Dang immediately led more than five hundred white horses to fly out.
There was no golden drum, and even the shouts of killing were weak. But when they saw the flag raised here, both the Yellow Turban Army and the Han Army became commotion. The Yellow Turban Army tried to come to help, while the Han Army's cavalry blocked them and tried to kill Zhang Liang.
To seize this last great victory...the two sides were engaged in a melee across the board.
But soon, as the five hundred newly reorganized Baima Yi collided head-on with the two flags, the two already exhausted armies fell silent again - because the two iconic flags almost
He was pushed down instantly.
A moment later, the two big flags, together with the bound Zhang Liang, were delivered to Gongsun Xun by Fu Xie and Han Dang.
"As expected, we are old friends from the past." Seeing Zhang Liang being escorted over, Lou Gui walked up to him. "It's just that Qing has aged a lot. My king..."
"Why don't you bow to me when you see me?" Gongsun Xun, who was on the horse, suddenly squinted his eyes and interrupted Lou Gui's words. "I was the county magistrate back then. When you saw me in Xiadi, you bowed to me in a fashionable manner. Now I am the five sense organs.
General Zhonglang, you came here with integrity, but you are a prisoner... why don't you bow?"
"I bowed in the past, just because I don't bow today!" Seven or eight steps away, Zhang Liang's head was wrapped in a yellow scarf, but his bun was messy. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked haggard, but he still stood straight and raised his head to face each other.
Although his tone was gentle, he still had some power.
"I understand." Gongsun Xun nodded slowly. "Since you have kept your promise, I will not break your promise. How are you going to die?"
"If possible, please ask my old friend to replace the white silk with a bowstring and leave my whole body." Zhang Liang sighed. "If someone else does this, I'm afraid it will be suspected of colluding with the Yellow Turbans, but my old friend has destroyed me and the Yellow Turbans for dozens of years."
Wan, kill my second brother, force him to death, and kill Bocai with his hands... I think he is one of the few people who doesn't need to care about this suspicion."
Without waiting for Fu Xie, Lou Gui and others around to persuade him, Gongsun Xun slowly nodded and agreed: "I won't break your trust, Lord Yi, come here..."
"Forget it!" At this moment, Zhang Liang himself suddenly lowered his head and sighed. "When you end up like this, why bother pretending to be a hero? Please behead me!"
"Why is this?" Gongsun Xun immediately frowned.
"I think my old friend has some sympathy. In that case, you might as well kill me and let my subordinates take my head to surrender. Maybe a few more people can survive." Zhang Liang remained calm.
Gongsun Xun nodded silently, and next to him, Fu Xie and Lou Gui were also speechless.
Han Dang immediately drew the knife, but Zhang Liang suddenly behaved strangely at this time - he first turned and stood to the south, and then suddenly turned to the north before Han Dang came over. In the end, he never lost his dignity and dignity.
Although he was calm, he suddenly lost his temper and burst into tears, which caught others off guard.
"Old friend, you were so calm before, but you are actually afraid of death when things get tough?" Gongsun Xun immediately became impatient. "You brothers, you are worse than a divination person, a talented person."
"That's not the case." Zhang Liang burst into tears and sounded panicked. "I just thought that my eldest brother was in the south and wanted to die facing the south, but suddenly I remembered that my second brother and his hometown Litao were both in the north, and I wanted to face the north.
And died... However, the north and the south cannot have both, and the defeated general can't even face death calmly?"
Everyone around him was silent for a moment. Even people like Fu Xie, who regarded others as thieves and therefore had no good looks, could not help but look solemn at this time.
Gongsun Xun sighed and waved his hand towards Han Dang. The latter no longer hesitated and raised his sword with a single blow. Blood spattered three feet. Zhang Liang, who didn't know whether his soul should go south or north, was killed.
After killing Zhang Liang, it can be said that this last battle was an explanation. Gongsun Xun was bored and had no intention of fighting. He just asked Fu Xie to go around with Zhang Liang's head and the two captured flags to recruit surrender, but he himself
I simply turned back to a high ground not far away, dismounted my horse, closed my eyes and rested.
And just as Gongsun Xun and Lou Gui guessed, after Zhang Liang was crowned the leader, the Yellow Turban Army immediately lost the last trace of their intention to resist. Then many people did choose to surrender, but it is also true that many people still went forward and turned around and walked towards the Zhanghe River.
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Gongsun Xun closed his eyes, which was a helpless way to deal with it... Faced with the peasant uprising that was obviously a cult and was destined to be destroyed from the beginning, as a general from a noble family, he asked himself:
He did it to the extreme, and at least he could have a clear conscience by selling tens of thousands of prisoners of war from Quyang to Liaodong.
At this time, according to Dongjun's experience and lessons, closing your eyes, shutting up, and giving these people the opportunity to choose freely is the best way to deal with it.
But... there are some things that are not his final say.
"Your Majesty!" Guan Yu suddenly led several riders to the slope to report. "I saw an old friend among the yellow scarf thieves who was about to throw himself into the river. I wanted to call him to surrender, but he didn't respond. I think it's because I am in a low position and can't speak.
Since the letter was heavy, I just entered the battle to tie him up, and brought him here to ask the prince to make a promise..."
Gongsun Xun opened his eyes slightly, but he chuckled: "Master Wang, you are the spy I planted beside Zhang Jiao, why do you have to die for the Yellow Turbans?"
Taoist Wang Xianwang, who was tied up and placed on the ground, raised his pig-kidney face and forced a smile upon hearing this: "General, don't make fun of me, and don't smear my name. When did I ever spy for the general?"
"Your Majesty!" Guan Yu said with his hands raised. "Dao Wang must have been by Zhang Jiao's side all year round, so he was bewitched by the evil cult. Please consider that his actions have many merits, and he is also an old friend of Handan, so he must be pardoned."
For a bar!"
Gongsun Xun nodded slightly.
However, before the man with five senses could cooperate with Guan Yu to save this man, the man who was tied up and could only hold his head high on the ground had already answered loudly:
"Zhang Jiao is certainly a demon, and Taiping is also a witch, but I, Wang Xian of Taiyuan, am also a demon, and cannot be tolerated in this world! It is enough that I can see all my old friends and say goodbye to you before my death today.
! If the princes and old friends are still willing to recognize me, Wang Xian, please do so!"
————I am the dividing line that begs for fulfillment————
"Xian left Handan and was no longer heard of. A few years ago, Taizu attacked the Yellow Turbans in Guangzong and defeated them. He slept in the camp at night and suddenly dreamed of Xian. In his dream, Taizu said: 'Tonight the Yellow Turbans will go to Zhangshui.
It can be cut off.' Taizu asked: 'Why do you, the Taoist ruler, tell me that you have been dealing with Zhang Jiaosu?' Xianfu responded: 'The world is in panic. The one who determines people's hearts is not the king, but the king. Moreover, the whole world is quarreling with each other, and there are many innocent people.
, I hope you will be kind and considerate of me! Taizu woke up and sent all his cavalry to Zhangshui. He won Zhang Liang's head and then defeated the Yellow Turban." - "Jiu Yanshu". Biography of Alchemists.
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