Chen Mu sat at the central level to coordinate the overall situation, and the war machines in the three places of Qingzhou began to rumble.
Guan Yu selected the elite of the army and kept 20,000 men, while the remaining troops were sent to Qi.
The leader is Guan Hai. Although Guan Yu has subdued several brave Yellow Turban generals, he does not trust others. Only Guan Hai he believes will not betray.
This is the trust in Guan Hai.
Guan Hai lived up to this trust and arrived in Linzi with 100,000 people, selected 30,000 people to go to Yuling, and the rest were taken to Guangrao by Shiyi.
There are still more than 100,000 acres of fields in Guangrao and Nanfeng counties waiting for labor to be cultivated. What is the slogan of the great Han nation?
Farming, farming, farming!
By late April, everything was ready.
Chen Mu sent Guan Hai to garrison Xi'an, Zhang Fei to garrison Yuling, and Taishi Ci to garrison Linzi. There were more than 10,000 people in each of the three places to surround Changguo. If Xu He made any changes, Jushou would command and attack him head-on.
Liu Bei, Chen Mu, and Zhang Fei went to Liangzou, which was only a few dozen miles away from Gaoyuan. It was the closest city to Gaoyuan and the place where the largest number of troops were stationed.
It turns out that when Liu Bei came to Jinan, he brought more than 10,000 people, but among them there were old and weak people, and only 5,000 were young and strong.
Liu Bei pacified the local area and rescued the refugees, and managed to survive for two years, and the situation finally improved.
Jinan had a good harvest last year, and both economic and food pressures were greatly reduced. Liu Bei recruited soldiers, with a total strength of 10,000.
Unlike the governor, the governor has military power. In some places, the governor has military power. For example, the governor of Youzhou, Liu Yu, has jurisdiction over General Du Liao and General Huwuheng Zhonglang.
However, most of the governors did not have military power and only had the power to inspect local areas and supervise local officials.
The prefect is different. He can recruit soldiers and horses to attack local bandits.
For example, when Lu Zhi was the governor of Jiujiang, he recruited soldiers and horses to attack the Jiujiang barbarians.
Later, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, various regions were divided, and almost 90 or more of them were descended from prefects, such as Yuan Shao, the prefect of Bohai, Cao Cao, the prefect of Dongjun, and Sun Jian, the prefect of Changsha.
Theoretically speaking, as long as you have legitimate reasons, the prefect can recruit troops. This is the responsibility of guarding the land.
Liu Bei's reason was the Yellow Turban thieves Xu and Sima Ju.
These ten thousand people are entirely because of the two of them, otherwise Liu Bei would not want to raise so many people and waste money and food.
From this point of view, Liu Bei actually prefers stability in the territory, because when the territory is stable, he can disband his soldiers and give them land so that they can live a normal life.
Liu Bei, like most people today, still did not see the troubled times coming.
So when Chen Mu proposed to attack Xu and Sima Ju, Liu Bei responded positively because he also hoped to put down the rebellion as soon as possible and return a safe and stable Qingzhou to the Han Dynasty.
April 18, Liangzoucheng.
The eight thousand soldiers and horses in the city, plus Zhang Fei's thousand cavalry, marched eastward in a mighty manner.
At the same time, Lu Kang was also getting ready. After all, in February, Chen Mu sent him a letter asking him to prepare in advance.
For this reason, Lu Kang gave up his old face and went to Pingyuan Prime Minister Chen Ji for help. He asked for some men, horses, and food and grass. In response to Liu Bei's attack plan, he stationed troops on the south bank of Jishui, near Gaoyuan County.
In Gaoyuan County, Sima Ju's spies quickly came to report that there were large numbers of officers and soldiers in Linji in the north and Liangzo in the west, including cavalry.
Hearing the news about the cavalry, Sima Ju's face almost turned green.
Why was the great sage's 200,000-strong army defeated by Lu Zhi's 30,000-horse army? Wasn't it because the official army had cavalry?
In field combat, cavalry is king. This is an eternal truth before the advent of the firearms age.
Even though the Ming Dynasty had firearms, they were still beaten badly by Jiannu's cavalry.
During World War I, cavalry was still the main force of the legions.
So after learning that the official army had cavalry, Sima Ju quickly called back the soldiers working outside the city, closed the city gate tightly, and did not dare to go out to fight.
To the west of Gaoyuan City, there are criss-crossed streets and dust and smoke billowing from the official roads. Liu Bei's army of 10,000 troops arrived outside the county town.
There are woods, fields, grasslands, and hills on both sides of the official road.
Sima Ju stood on the city tower and looked out. He was surprised to find that after Liu Bei's army arrived, they neither attacked the city nor stationed in place. Instead, they dispersed on the spot and headed for the countryside south of the city.
Chen Mu sat on the horse and whispered a few words to Zhang Fei beside him.
Zhang Fei grinned, showing his big white teeth, nodded from time to time, and said to Chen Mu: "Fourth brother, leave it to me."
After saying that, he flicked his whip and galloped to a stone's throw outside the city.
The place where an arrow can be shot is about 150 meters. This distance is beyond the effective killing range of bows and arrows. Even if the projectile can shoot farther, people are not targets. Of course they will run when they see arrows flying high, so this is a very safe place.
zone.
Zhang Fei came to the city and shouted loudly: "Hey, people in the city, listen, if you go out of the city and surrender, you will avoid death!"
The sound is like thunder, deafening and deafening.
Sima Ju snorted coldly and shouted: "It's useless to talk more, I won't surrender."
"What? What did you say?"
Zhang Fei couldn't hear clearly.
Sima Ju was a little angry, raised his voice, and shouted: "I will not surrender!"
"What?"
Zhang Fei asked in confusion: "Why is the voice so low? Have you not eaten?"
I wipe it.
Sima Ju almost peed at that moment.
You are so far away from me, I shouted with all my strength, okay?
Could you please stand over here?
Why don't I shoot you to death?
Perhaps because he felt that if he continued shouting like this, he would appear weak, Sima Ju simply kept silent and winked at the archer next to him.
This is the use of bows and arrows to clarify one's will.
Attack you and express your unwillingness to surrender.
The archer understood this, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot the arrow.
call out!
Under the gaze of everyone, the arrow drew an arc in the air, then seemed to wither, turned sharply, and landed more than thirty meters away from Zhang Fei.
Zhang Fei's eyes widened, he looked around, and said disdainfully: "Hey, all the people on your city tower really don't have enough to eat. Not only are the people shouting weak, but even the archers are weak to shoot arrows."
The people on the tower immediately looked at the archer, who lowered his head in shame.
Now the food in the city must be conserved until the autumn harvest, and the remaining food must be planned. Therefore, Sima Ju's soldiers really don't have enough to eat. They only eat two meals a day. It's strange that they can draw their bows full.
"Useless things."
Sima Ju glared at the archer, very dissatisfied with the performance of his soldiers.
His momentum suddenly dropped.
The people standing next to him said: "General, if we let that man shout back and forth, the morale of the officers and soldiers will increase greatly, which will be detrimental to us. It is better to fight out of the city. If the officers and soldiers are few, they will not dare to fight with us."
Sima Ju rolled his eyes and said, "Have you seen the cavalry in the distance? If any of you want to die, just go out of the city and fight. I will never stop you."
Everyone looked at each other and stopped talking.
When infantry fights cavalry, nine lives are not enough.
"What if the army besieges the city? The fields outside the city also need to be cultivated. If time goes by, the fields will become deserted."
Someone said.
Sima Ju thought for a while and said: "Our food and grass can last for half a year, so we are not afraid of siege. Let the officers and soldiers spend their time outside the city. Maybe they will withdraw on their own in a few days."
"It can only be the."
Everyone was born in the Yellow Turbans. They were originally farmers who had lost their land. They could not read or read. Of course, they could not provide any good advice to Sima Ju.
Seeing that there was no movement in the city, Zhang Fei shouted again: "People in the city, listen, if you don't surrender, I will step on you."
"Step on?"
The yellow scarves on the city didn't understand what he meant, and they all stared at him with wide eyes.
Then he saw Zhang Fei dismounted and walked to the field nearby, stretched out his foot and pointed at a millet seedling, and looked up at the tower.
The yellow scarves on the tower all stretched their necks with frightened expressions on their faces.
The main food in the Han Dynasty was millet.
Next is wheat.
Millet, like rice, is sown in spring and harvested in autumn. Wheat can be sown in winter and harvested in spring.
According to the archaeological sites and literature records unearthed in the north today, during the late Eastern Han Dynasty, millet and wheat were grown alternately in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the north, which was basically the norm in the agricultural society at that time.
So Sima Ju harvested wheat this spring and eagerly waited for the millet harvest in autumn, then planted winter wheat and started a new round of farming.
If the wheat is destroyed at this time.
Zhang Fei stepped down hard, crushing the seedling, and shouted to the top of the city tower: "Surrender or not!"
"You won't surrender, right? Okay, then I'll step on you again!"
"I step on it, I step on it!"
"Whatever you are doing standing there, let me step on you."
Zhang Fei turned around and shouted.
Behind them, a thousand cavalrymen drove their horses into the fields and started destroying millet seedlings with extremely painful faces, but also with a certain kind of excitement.
Just like some people in later generations squeeze instant noodles to relieve stress, maybe stepping on rice seedlings is also a way to relieve stress.
"I"
Sima Ju was not feeling well at that time.
If you want to fight, just fight. Why are you stepping on my seedlings?
Sima Ju was about to cry but had no tears, so he shouted to the soldiers around him: "Kill, kill him. I want to kill that black guy."
"General, didn't you just say cavalry?"
Hesitant left and right.
Sima Ju yelled: "Stop talking nonsense, if you don't go out, all our seedlings will be gone."
"only."
Everyone led the soldiers to fight out of the city.
Tens of thousands of people rushed out from the west gate, waving swords and guns, shouting and killing the officers and soldiers.
This destruction of millet seedlings angered the entire Yellow Turban Army. As farmers, fields and grains were their lifeblood. How could they be easily trampled on by others?
"withdraw!"
Zhang Fei ran out of the millet field, got on his horse, and drove the horse back into the field. He whipped up his whip and drove the horse to run wildly in the endless millet field.
"That black guy, stop right there!"
"Don't run away, you boy."
"No, he is in the field, so we don't dare to chase him."
"What should I do?"
The Yellow Turban soldiers stood at the edge of the field, gnashing their teeth and stamping their feet, extremely angry.
Zhang Fei and his army were so cunning. After they left the city, the gang not only did not run away, they did not even fight them. They actually ran deeper into the countryside.
You must know that when farmers go to work in the fields, they always take the criss-crossing paths in the fields. Each path can only allow one person to pass, and there is no way to run. Even when they get out of the fields, they must carefully avoid the millet grains for fear of stepping on them.
Seedling.
However, the black man actually rode his horse in the field and trampled the seedlings wantonly and happily. On the contrary, the Yellow Turban Army used rat traps to prevent them from going deep.
"Come on, come and have fun. What are you doing standing there?"
Zhang Fei ran for a while and saw that the pursuers behind him only dared to stand on the official road at the edge of the field in the distance and did not dare to come over, so he raised his hand to say hello.
Sima Ju on the city tower and tens of thousands of yellow turban soldiers outside the city all have green faces at this moment.
On the hillside in the distance, Liu Bei, who was leading 8,000 soldiers in full formation, looked at Zhang Fei enjoying himself in the rice fields, and said to Chen Mu with a slight twitch in his mouth: "Fourth brother."
"Um?"
Chen Mu was looking at Zhang Fei with a smile on his face.
"There's something I don't know whether to say or not."
"Brother, please tell me."
"Third brother, I'm afraid he is born in the year of Ox."
"How to say."
"Cows like to eat millet sprouts."
"oh."
"You must be a dog."
"Why?"
"It's okay, I'm just talking nonsense for my brother."
The corners of Liu Bei's mouth were still twitching.
Um.
The yellow turban thieves in the city may not be human.