The city is full of Yellow Turbans

Chapter 651, Three armies come together

Three days later, Zhao Yun's condition finally improved under the diagnosis and treatment of Huo Fenghuang and others. Zhao Yun woke up slowly. Just as Zhao Yun opened his eyes, he found a figure lying sideways in front of his couch. The red gold crown on the top of the head is shining brightly, and it is none other than Yi Wang Xu Feng.

"My lord..." Zhao Yun felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and tried to get up with his strength. Xu Feng woke up when he heard the movement, and stayed by Zilong's side for several days. The corners of Xu Feng's eyes were red and swollen. He was also very haggard, not only lost the general repeatedly, but also grieved for the death of his beloved son Yingnian. For a loyal and brave general like Zhao Yun, Xu Feng especially valued him, and he did not hesitate to watch him personally.

"Zilong, it's great that you're awake." Xu Feng smiled excitedly, and the sadness on his face suddenly eased.

"The last general is ashamed of his kindness to the lord. He failed to rescue the eldest son, so please punish him." Zhao Yun rolled over from the couch and fell to the ground with a thud, and immediately knelt down in front of Xu Feng and cried loudly.

"Zilong, I already know everything. I don't blame you for this matter. Not only did you have no faults, you gave up your life to go to Cao Ying alone. I would like to thank you for my child. Take care of your wounds and don't think about other things, Zilong. , you are the king's right-hand man, but you must take good care of your body, now that the world is uncertain, the king still has a lot to rely on Zilong."

"Even if Zilong dies, it will be difficult to repay the kindness of the lord." Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and nodded heavily with tears in his eyes.

Xu Feng hastily summoned soldiers to take care of Zhao Yun, and after repeated instructions, Xu Feng left in peace.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Seeing Zhu Rong, Zhao Yun hurriedly asked.

"It's been three days and three nights, my lord, my lord has been standing by the bed for the past three days, and I didn't come to close my eyes to take a rest. The eldest son is unfortunate, and the lord feels... hey, he must be very sad." Zhu Rong was full of heart. Moved back.

Thinking of Xu Tianci's astonishing actions before he died, as if everything had just happened before his eyes, Zhao Yun beat his chest again, tears rolling down from the corners of his eyes unstoppable.

The soldiers were busy cleaning the battlefield and preparing for the funeral. Queweipo and Bowangpo fought two consecutive vicious battles. Cao's soldiers were killed and injured, and the Yellow Turban soldiers also lost more than [-]. The generals Pang De and Xu Tianci were even more unfortunate. He died early, and the entire Nanyang City was immersed in endless grief.

Although it is not said that a white-haired man sent a black-haired man, all the wives of the Xu family were also heartbroken. From childhood to adulthood, the wives regarded Tianci as their own flesh and blood. Unexpectedly, Tianci passed away early. Huang Wudie cried to death and fell into a coma several times in a row.

Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao were all pregnant, and even Sun Shangxiang, an outsider, shed tears secretly. Seven days later, all 40 yellow scarf soldiers in the suburbs of Nanyang were mobilized, and even people from all over the vicinity came to give Xu Tianci Funerals, especially many people came here from Zangcang even after traveling long distances.

As far as the eye could see, it was covered in plain silver, and everyone was dressed in plain plain clothes. They couldn't see the side either. The mountains and plains were covered in white snow. Soldiers and common people were all crowded together in one place, surprisingly, there was no noise at all.

The coffin of Tianci was carried by the little tiger generals, moved slowly, and was buried on the Feilongding outside Nanyang City under the gaze of everyone.

The youngest sons of the Xu family were all crying. Xu Tianrui, Xu Tianxiang, Xu Tianzheng, Xu Tianyi, all cried and followed behind their father Xu Feng, and even buried the elder brother in person.

In October 198 AD, Xu Feng dispatched 40 troops and divided his troops into three routes to conquer Cao Wei in the north. In the first route, Pang Tong and Xu Shu were the military advisers, and he was promoted to the left school of Du Yuan. Attack Jizhou.

In the second route, Guo Jiajia Xu was the military division and commanded 20 troops, with Zhang Fei, Zhang He, Zhang Yan, and Zhang Liao as the main generals, and went directly north from Jingzhou.

On the third route, Ganning, Xu Sheng led the navy to Xuzhou and Qingzhou, and went straight to Huanglong. Xu Feng personally sat in the town, Dian Wei, Li Erniu, Ma Chao, Zhao Yun, Xu Huang and other generals accompanied.

The three-way army was mighty and mighty, and Cao Cao did not have the slightest chance to breathe.

Although Cao Cao's 83 army was wiped out, the entire north is still in Cao Cao's hands, and there are still many remnants of Cao Wei under Cao Cao's hands. After all, his foundation is still there.

Let’s just talk about Xu Feng’s journey. From Dongting Lake, he took a tiger-headed warship under Gan Ning’s command. Three hundred warships sailed down the Yangtze River. They joined forces with Xu Shengbing in Kuaiji and went north along the coast. After three months, they arrived in Beihai. In Linji port, Mi Zhu and Mi Fang from the Mi family in Xuzhou were already here to meet him. When they saw Xu Feng, they rushed forward to greet him, and when they came up, they bowed deeply to Xu Feng, "Your Majesty, I am looking forward to you. "

"Hehe, thank you for your hard work, are you all ready?"

"Don't worry, King Yi, Xuzhou has my Mi family as an internal response, and King Yi can take Xuzhou at his fingertips at any time."

"Okay, lead the way."

Two days later, Xu Feng captured Xuzhou without bloodshed. Cao Cao was taken aback when he received the report. In the hands of the Yellow Turban, most of the defenders in the city surrendered directly.

After Xu Feng captured Xuzhou, he marched into Qingzhou non-stop. Qingzhou is the birthplace of Cao Cao's army. There is the eldest son Cao Pi sitting in the town. Cao Zhi should have been guarding here in the Three Kingdoms, but now Cao Zhi is still too young. In charge of the entire Qingzhou.

Xu Feng swung his troops directly to surround Beihai County, and Cao Zhen was the guard of Cao Bing. Seeing Xu Feng's army invaded, Cao Zhen decisively chose not to defend.

"Fight." Time is running out, Xu Feng doesn't want to spend time with Cao Zhen here.

Ma Chao, Zhao Yun and others personally led the siege ladder to ascend the city for a bloody battle, bang, the ladder just hit the wall of Beihai City, Ma Chao and Zhao Yun jumped onto the ladder almost at the same time, the two of them walked fast, agile, and rubbed along the ladder like civet cats and monkeys He rushed up.

"Throw the rolling wooden thunder stone, and the archer will shoot them to death."

Seeing the Yellow Turban Soldiers frantically rushing forward without fear of death, densely packed like a rising tide, dozens of ladders were covered with Yellow Turban Soldiers in the blink of an eye.

Rumble, boom.

Rolling trees and thunder stones fell one after another, and many soldiers were recruited one after another. To put it bluntly, the siege battle was a war of attrition, and it was impossible for the soldiers to have no casualties.

The silver spear in Zhao Yun's hand danced quickly, borrowing his strength, the tip of the spear was lightly tapped, and with almost no effort, the rolling wood and thunder stone that fell from above his head easily changed direction and smashed to the side.

In the battle of Bowangpo, although he narrowly escaped death, it was a blessing in disguise for Zhao Yun. After this battle, he was completely reborn, and his skills were improved again, and his marksmanship with softness over rigidity became even more exquisite.

Ma Chao did not show weakness. Even if the ladder was broken, he lightly tapped his spear against the wall, soared into the air, tapped his toes on the nearby ladder, and flew continuously. Like flying through the clouds and riding the fog, with several consecutive borrowings, he turned over and landed on the high wall.

(End of this chapter)