Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 642

Yangping Pass.

This is the first gateway to the northern border of Hanzhong. The location of this pass city is related to the life and death of Hanzhong, so the Mu army stationed here the most powerful part, the Yellow Turban Army.

Although the Yellow Turban Army is the most serious disarmament, after merging the Baibo Army, it is also the most elite army. The Yellow Turban Army and the Baibo Army eliminated tens of thousands, leaving more than 5000 soldiers. What is eliminated is sand, and what is left is gold.

Huang Shao, the general of the Yellow Turban Zhonglang, was supposed to sit in the Beiwutang together with Huang Zhong in Nanzheng.

But because Mujing personally went to participate in the battle of Langqiang, he hurried back to sit at Yangping Pass, with the purpose of suppressing the Xiliang army in Wudu.

On this day, he is in the army.

"hurry up!"

"Didn't you eat?"

"I can't run this way, can I?"

"Keep running. Your physical strength really disappoints me. Our Yellow Turban Army must be the elite, or the elite of the elite. Your state makes me face the lord!"

On the school field, he roared desperately: "You all look at that battle flag for me, the God of the Yellow Heaven is staring at us, do we want to abandon the glory of the Yellow Turban? I don't want the glory of the Yellow Turban to be lost. My lord is disappointed in us, only by training harder can we make great achievements on the battlefield!"

Mu Jun has four armies, and each army has a Zhonglang general. The four Zhonglang generals are in a competitive stage. In the past, the Yellow Turban Army had a mixed source of troops, most of them were farmers and tenants. Advantage.

But it's different now, these are old soldiers on the battlefield, the strong and strong, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled have been eliminated. If he can't train these strong and strong, he is not worthy to be the leader of the Yellow Turban.

"Make contributions!"

"Make contributions!"

The soldiers were full of enthusiasm, roaring while running, with the hostility of a soldier in their voices, as well as a sense of bravery.

"Master Zhonglang, someone sent a secret letter from the lord!"

Yang Feng came on his horse, jumped off the horse, walked up, and whispered in Huang Shao's ear.

"My lord's secret letter?"

Hearing this, Huang Shao's pupils turned slightly, he quickly got on a war horse, returned to the Yellow Turban Army headquarters in Guancheng, strode in, and there was a young man waiting in the hall.

"Who are you?"

Huang Shao asked.

"Jingwusi, Ye Ping!" After the young man gestured for the token, he cupped his hands and saluted: "Greetings, General Zhonglang!"

"You brought the Lord's secret letter!"

"Exactly!"

Ye Ping took out a small bamboo tube attached to the inside of the calf, it was hidden very secretively, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even if he searched, it would be difficult to find this thing: "Please take a look at Mr. Zhonglang!"

Huang Shao picked it up, put it on the coals, and burned it. The wax that sealed the mouth of the bamboo tube was burned off, and then he pulled out the bamboo tube and took out the secret letter inside.

After glancing at the secret letter, Huang Shao's calm face changed color slightly.

"My lord, my lord, you have a big appetite, now you're going to play big!"

Huang Shao smiled wryly.

He didn't expect that if he went to the Xiqiang army well, he would be fighting the Xiliang army.

Sure enough, the plan is not as good as the change.

However, military orders are like mountains, whether he is cautious or has opinions, he must send troops.

After he burned the secret letter, he wrote some ink on the desk, wrote a reply letter, sealed it on the bamboo tube, and handed it to Ye Ping: "Send it to the Lord in the shortest possible time!"

"As ordered!"

Ye Ping took the order.

There is a department in Jingwu Division that is dedicated to delivering news, which is secret and few people know about it, and he is one of them.

"Come on!"

After Ye Ping left, Huang Shao quickly moved: "Pass on my military order, the five camps of the Yellow Turban Army, the logistics department, the military law department...the heads of all departments, within a stick of incense, come to the conference hall immediately!"

"Yes!"

One by one, the messengers went down to deliver the order, and the chiefs of the Yellow Turbans quickly gathered together.

Two hours later, the Yellow Turban Army stationed at Yangping Pass suddenly started to move. The soldiers of various departments mobilized, back and forth, and the movement became louder and louder, even several miles away...

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Everyone who marches knows that soldiers are expensive and fast.

Mujing also knew.

So when he decided to attack Xiabian and eat Wudu, he had already started marching in a hurry. Zhanhu Camp is a mountain camp, and the mountain camp pays attention to speed. It took more than two days to march and walked hundreds of miles. Don't dare to stop at the slightest, and it's not an official road, but a remote path and a rugged mountain road.

So when they arrived at Hechi, almost everyone was exhausted.

Mu Jing was also panting.

This was the most impatient march he had ever made since he escaped from Guanzhong. Even his physique almost couldn't make it through. Thanks to the elite Zhanhu camp he established, he was able to survive such a high-intensity march.

Hechi is a county seat.

The scale is not large, but it is a defense line of Xiabian City, the county seat of Wudu County. If you get through here, you can go straight to Xiabian. Enter the river pool.

This is a raid.

The key is speed.

That's why Mu Jing ordered a quick march.

"My lord, there is Hechi in front of us, but we are exhausted!" Lei Hu is in good spirits. He is much more resilient than Mu Jing. Marching like this only consumes some physical strength and does not affect his mental state. .

"It's evening now, the sun is setting, and it's going to be night soon!"

Mu Jing raised his head, looked at the sky, and said: "Night attack is the best ideal, but we have been on the road for several days, and our condition is not very good. We can't do this. We have to rest all night, or we will lose our energy. Send me an order to rest tonight. But you are not allowed to bury pots to make food, and you are not allowed to light fires, you can only eat dry food, gather before tomorrow's Yin Shi quarter, and launch an attack on Hechi!"

Yinshi quarter, it is three or four o'clock, before dawn, this may be the best time.

"Yes!"

"The Scout Marquis obeys!"

"exist!"

The scout Junhou of the Zhanhu Camp is a mighty general, Leihu's confidant and favorite general.

"Release all our scouts immediately, and clear the line of sight within a radius of [-] miles. The more critical the time, the more we will not allow the news to leak out. Whether we can rest overnight and take Hechi smoothly, the scouts are very important !"

"The last general will never let the lord down!"

The scout army led the order and left.

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The night was dark and silent.

There is moonlight tonight.

The bright moon is bright and clear, but under the faint moonlight, the killing intent is awe-inspiring.

Hechi county magistrate is a native of Wudu, named Feng Jin, a Hechi squire, a scholar, he became an official at the age of 19, and became the county magistrate of Hechi at the age of 23. So far, he has been a county magistrate in Hechi for 20 years, and the court has changed. He has changed, but he has never changed. He is regarded as the emperor of the earth on one-third of an acre of land in Hechi, and he has a sense of humor. He will surrender to whoever can control Wudu.

Now that the imperial court is ruled by the Xiliang Army, he naturally surrendered to Xiliang.

That night, he slept soundly with his little concubine in his arms, but when it was about to dawn, he suddenly woke up from a nightmare, and couldn't fall asleep when he woke up, so he put on a robe and walked out of the courtyard .

At this time, the morning was not hot yet, and it was a bit cold.

He looked up, and suddenly saw a burning cloud in the south. He was shocked and shouted: "Come on, hurry to the south city and take a look, what happened!"

(End of this chapter)