On the outskirts of Xuzhuang, the rear formation of the Yellow Turban Army had been broken through by the Xuzhou Army. The horns encouraging the continued attack sounded again. The soldiers of the Xuzhou Army jumped for joy and began to organize an offensive amidst the radical horn sounds. They rushed towards the enemy again.
The front line of the Yellow Turban Army in Zhuang Nei.
Amidst the cries of killing like landslides and earth shattering, Xuzhou soldiers entered the village one after another through the gap in the Yellow Turban Army formation, killing the Yellow Turban soldiers who were burning, killing and looting. The counterattack of the militia organization in Xuzhuang had also begun.
Nearly a thousand men wielding swords, guns, or hoes and rakes attacked the Xuzhou Army, causing the Yellow Turban Army's casualties to rise sharply.
The Yellow Turban Army, which had an absolute numerical advantage just now, was now unable to defeat the four-handed force with two fists, and was faced with attacks from both front and back! After the formation was broken, it seemed so vulnerable...
On the other hand, Xuzhuang's militiamen seemed to be like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep at this moment, unstoppable.
"He Man! The situation is irreversible! Let's retreat quickly!" Facing the decadent situation that had already collapsed, the Yellow Turban generals all panicked and urged He Man to evacuate.
"Retreat! Where to retreat?" He Man roared in pain: "The Han army has already planned... They are attacking from both sides and are surrounded by enemies on all sides. Where do you want me to retreat?!"
The yellow scarf general said hurriedly: "He Shuai! Even if the boys under his command cannot escape, we will protect He Shuai and we will definitely fight a bloody path!"
"I won't leave!" He Man's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes: "We've lost all the soldiers, so why are you left here? Listen to me, if anyone dares to retreat, I will be killed!"
After He Man said this, the Yellow Turban Colonel next to him couldn't help but moan in his heart... This time, it was really over.
The soldiers of the Xuzhou Army quickly gnawed away at the Yellow Turban soldiers, as if a small river embankment had been chewed out by ants, collapsed in an instant, and was swallowed up by the flood in the blink of an eye.
The war has reached this level, even a pottery merchant can see...Xuzhuang's overall situation has been decided.
"Report~!"
A messenger on horseback rushed up to Tao Shang and Mi Fang and said, "Come to General Mi and monitor the army! Captain Li in the front line has a message. If there is anyone in the Yellow Turban Army who is willing to surrender, please give me a message from General Mi and the supervisor."
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Mi Fang turned to look at the pottery merchant and asked, "Master, what do you think?"
The pottery merchant asked solemnly: "Brother Mi, what do you mean?"
Mi Fang thought for a moment and whispered: "They are just a group of rioters... kill them!"
The pottery merchant was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then turned his head towards the battlefield, all kinds of emotions coming to him unconsciously.
Regret, pity, helplessness...all kinds of emotions mixed together and flooded into my mind. The bloody scenes of fighting on the battlefield just now, the mournful roars, and painful cries were mixed with the anger and accusations of these people at the bottom of this ruthless era.
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The so-called Yellow Turban thieves are just ordinary people... their needs are actually not much, just a bite to eat and a touch of sleep, which are just the most basic requirements for living in this world.
As a human being, but only asking for the same needs as animals, isn't it the tragedy of this era?
But in this era, even the most basic needs are not met for them! No one is willing to embark on this path of resistance unless they are desperate.
They are all living people, and their resistance is not because of their ideals and ambitions...but because the environment has forced them from good people to beasts, and these ferocious beasts only want a mouthful of preserved fruit to eat.
They just want to survive.
"Tell all the captains and captains that the enemy troops in the front line, no matter what their positions are, and regardless of whether their intention to surrender is true or false...will surrender." Tao Shang ordered word by word without any hesitation.
Mi Fang was shocked when she heard this and said hurriedly: "Master, we don't have that much food!"
The pottery merchant smiled softly and said: "Say hello to your brother, raise more grain and fodder. Compared with other states and counties, Xuzhou is relatively rich in grain and fodder, so it shouldn't be difficult."
Mi Fang wiped her sweat and said: "But even if my brother and I divorce, it will take more than twenty days until the next batch of military rations arrives, and the scouts still need to tell my brother where the food and grass need to be transported... But in front of me
How to solve the problem of food and grass?"
It is indeed a problem that troops and horses move forward before food and fodder are used.
"I'll come up with a solution. Brother Mi, just do as I say!" the pottery merchant said solemnly.
"But..." Mi Fang's words were a little weak.
The potter stretched out his hand to stop Mi Fang and said with a smile: "Brother Mi, do you believe me?"
Mi Fang swallowed lightly, her Adam's apple rolling, as if she had something to say, but in the end she held it back.
Frankly speaking, Mi Fang has honestly trusted the pottery business a few times. The most recent time was stealing livestock, and the result... forget it, let's not mention it.
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As soon as the Xuzhou Army surrendered, the Yellow Turban Army abandoned their weapons and refused to fight. At first, there were just a few people, but slowly it turned into more than a dozen. They saw their comrades around them surrendering, just like the spread of a plague.
One pass passed to ten, ten passed to hundreds, hundreds passed to thousands, and in the end the Yellow Turban Army, which was counted in thousands, abandoned their weapons and refused to fight.
All this fell into He Man's eyes, and this Jie Tian Yaksha couldn't help but close his eyes and sigh.
"Heaven will kill me!"
Jibei Prime Minister Bao Xin failed to kill himself, and the officers and soldiers along the way did not kill him... But what he didn't expect was that it was such a small village that capsized his ship.
As if God was deliberately mocking He Man, a group of civilian troops led by Xu Chu and a group of Xuzhou troops led by Tao Shang and Mi Fang actually surrounded him at the same time.
It's really a huge irony.
Knowing that He Man was the leader of the bandits, Tao Shang, under the protection of Xuzhou Army officers, came to a few feet in front of the leader of the bandits, who had only a dozen people left, and raised his voice: "Admit defeat."
With a stern look on his face, He Man led his remaining men to rush toward the pottery merchant, but was stopped by a hail of arrows from the Xuzhou Army.
Seeing He Man who had been forced into a desperate situation, the pottery merchant once again raised his voice: "Whoever surrenders will avoid death!"
Mi Fang stepped forward to hit the horse and said in a low voice: "Young Master, let's leave it to others. This person is the leader of this yellow turban bandit. If I stay here, I will avoid criticism."
He Man turned a deaf ear to the potter's words. He looked around and saw enemies on all sides. From outside the encirclement, almost all the sounds coming from the outside were loud calls for surrender, and there were also sounds of weapons being thrown to the ground.
He Man cried... In just a short moment, everything about him was buried in this circle of death.
"The sky is dead, the yellow sky is here to stand, and the year will last until the end of the year, and the world will be blessed!!" He Man let out his last mournful cry, and then raised his knife to wipe it off his neck.
"How handsome! How handsome!"
The Yellow Turban guards never expected such an unexpected situation, and they all rushed forward to snatch the knife from He Man's hand... However, it backfired, and it happened too suddenly. By the time the knife was snatched away, He Man was already holding his hand and squirting.
His neck was covered with blood, his round eyes stared unwillingly, and he fell to the ground and breathed his last.
In the first year of Chuping, the Fuyun Huangjin tribe, which caused trouble to Zhongzhou, was defeated by the Xuzhou army in Qiaodi. Qu commander He Man died. Except for the dead, most of the Fuyun Huangjin tribe surrendered to the Xuzhou army, with more than 5,000 people surrendering.
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The dust settled and dawn broke. The captains, captains and generals of the Xuzhou Army all went to deal with the aftermath, while Tao Shang and Mi Fang discussed the follow-up matters in the commander's tent.
Mi Fang shook her head and said with some confusion: "Thankfully, these Yellow Turban soldiers and horses came here from Jibei in exile. Almost all the old, weak, sick and disabled died along the way! The rest are not bad.
Strong and strong... Otherwise, if we continue to trap the old, weak, women and children, is it possible that the eldest master will surrender them all?"
The pottery merchant was playing with a broken piece of armor that he picked up from nowhere. While playing with it, he said: "Then we all surrender. The joy of being alone is not as good as the joy of everyone."
Mi Fang almost burst into anger after hearing this: "The general is not happy! Young Master, our food and grass are enough! But thousands of people suddenly appeared out of thin air, which directly consumed half of the food and grass!!! And these people
They are all from the desert, and have not received regular military training! It doesn’t matter whether they are useful or not, and you have to be on guard against them at all times, so why bother? It’s better to kill them quickly!”
The pottery merchant did not answer Mi Fang directly, but just looked up at the sky, thought for a while, and said: "Brother Mi, you can't just look at the present, you have to think about some things in the long term... You may not be able to see through it now, but you will definitely understand it in the future.
Understand the reason why I did this. Killing is not the fundamental way to solve the problem. Excessive killing will only cause more weakness. Things and principles in this world are all centered around people... You killed them all.
, everything is empty talk.”
Mi Fang couldn't help but get angry when she heard this: "I won't talk about the distance, but what about the food?"
The pottery merchant pursed his lips and smiled lightly, and said: "I will find a way before the food runs out, Brother Mi doesn't have to worry."
Although Mi Fang couldn't understand Tao Shang's reason for doing this, she couldn't say anything to the governor's eldest son who was the supervisor of the army... After all, it was Tao Shang who made the decision in emergencies along the way... even though he was very young.
, but showing maturity and sophistication is far better than her own. I don’t know when, Mi Fang actually developed a dependence on the pottery merchant in her heart, and gradually regarded him as her backbone.
While he was talking, a guard outside the tent came to report: "General Mi, the eldest son, outside the camp gate, a man who calls himself Xu Chu from Qiao County has come to see you."
The pottery merchant seemed to have expected this, and nodded: "Let him come in."
Mi Fang's expression tightened and her eyes rolled: "Why is this guy here?"
The pottery merchant showed a gentle smile and said: "Xu Chu came to our army and scolded us, and threatened to ask us to pay compensation, and even asked me to hand you over... But we waited to repay grievance with kindness and ignored the past grudges, and spent a lot of money.
His strength helped him defend Zhuangzi. As long as this reckless man is still a human being, how can he not be moved to tears?"
Mi Fang wiped her sweat and said with a guilty conscience: "Really? The eldest son's ideas are naive. The general feels that he is not such a reasonable person..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard heavy and rapid footsteps coming from outside the tent. Before the pottery merchant and Mi Fang could make any reaction, the curtain of the tent was opened by someone.
Xu Chu was wearing a short coat, his upper body was shirtless, his chest was covered with black hair, and his face was red. He broke into the tent like a ferocious spirit and cursed: "The surnamed Mi! How dare you ride on the yellow turban bandits to attack the village and rob the village in secret?"
Stealing a certain family’s livestock!”
The pottery merchant was stunned when he heard this.
Mi Fang, who was on the other side, was already frightened out of her mind, but she still managed to yell back: "You barbarian, don't dare to hurt others! When did I steal your livestock?"
Xu Chu's eyes widened: "You dare to quibble?! The children in my village have seen it with their own eyes. How can it be false? How many years old can a baby still wrongly accuse you?"
The potter suddenly turned his head and looked at Mi Fang: "Is this really true?"
Mi Fang sniffed and hummed: "How much effort did it take for us to send out troops to help you kill the bandits? What's wrong with leading you two animals to replenish your energy?"
Xu Chu was born with a violent nature. No matter how many excuses Mi Fang had, he couldn't help but just kicked her over: "You're a shame!"
A giant foot as big as a bear's paw kicked on Mi Fang's chest. Mi Fang rolled her eyes and flew backwards, breaking through the tent and flying out of the tent.
The potter opened his mouth in surprise.
I thought I had made Xu Chu my friend, but I never thought that Mi Fang, a stupid teammate, would never change his ways!
During the siege and annihilation of the Yellow Turban Army last night, could you still find time to send people to steal livestock?... Just steal, because you were not able to do anything and was caught again!
No matter what I say later, I have to kill this guy!