《The Three Kingdoms》Yellow Turban Infighting
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Liu Pei's camp.
Ma Yue leaned expressionlessly against the wall, a slender, beautiful girl was carefully dressing his wound, the girl's name is Liu Yan, it is the sister of Liu Pei who made Zhao Hong covet.
"You are really desperate, if this sword stabs one inch further, even the gods can't save you." Liu Yan said while bandaging, "But only you can make that Pei Yuan Shao guy so wretched."
Listen to Liu Yan's angry tone, the relationship between the two seems to be somewhat ambiguous.
Ma Yue looked indifferent and did not react.
Liu Yan lightly bite jade lips, angry: "Hey, you dead people ah? People are talking to you."
Ma Yue sighed secretly in his heart, Liu Yan's affection for him could be felt even by a blind man, if he lived in a peaceful and prosperous time, Ma Yue would be very happy to accept Liu Yan's affection, but unfortunately, it is now a chaotic time, he does not even know if he can see the sun tomorrow, what can he give her?
Ma Yue likes Liu Yan a lot, but because he likes her, he doesn't want to provoke her.
A faint sadness flowed from Ma Yue's eyes, he did not want Liu Yan to be widowed at a young age.
Liu Yan felt like her heart was pulled, she saw the gloom on Ma Yue's face, and the faint sadness in his eyes. Liu Yan will never forget the first time she saw Ma Yue, the pair of melancholy eyes, so easily knocked open her heart.
There is a kind of affection in this world, called love at first sight.
With tender feelings swirling in Liu Yan's eyes, she said softly, "Thank you, Ma Yue, you saved big brother and all the brothers."
Ma Yue's eyes were stunned.
Liu Yan smiled sweetly and said, "Yesterday I told big brother what you said, but he didn't believe me, but I believed your analysis, so I went to big brother Zhao, who sent Guan Hai to lead the troops to save."
Ma Yue's eyes floated a faint worry, finally spoke: "So you went to Zhao Hong, no wonder Guan Hai will lead the troops to save."
Liu Yan regrettably said, "It's a pity that Guan Hai came a little late, if he had been a little earlier, he wouldn't have lost so many brothers."
The melancholy in Ma Yue's eyes intensified, and he said blandly, "I'm afraid Guan Hai came late on purpose."
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Liu Yan was puzzled: "What? Guan Hai came late on purpose, why would he do that?"
Ma Yue sighed, the yellow turban bandits at the height of their power had reached a million people, but in a short period of one year was basically extinguished, one of the most important reasons is the yellow turban internal power struggle, consumed too much power. To Nanyang yellow turban, for example, each yellow turban bandits together enough 300,000 people, while the official army in Nanyang area and around the volunteer army together also less than 10,000 people, if the yellow turban bandits can work together, the official army is simply unbeatable.
But unfortunately, the yellow turban bandits can only be yellow turban bandits, so in the battle with the official army, can only be repeatedly defeated, although the lucky capture of Wancheng, but to the yellow turban bandits brought a greater crisis.
"Why did Guan Hai do this? Because Zhao Hong wants the money and grain from your big brother's camp."
Ma Yue sighed and told the truth.
Liu Yan powder face changed, suddenly figured it out, stared and said: "So you knew Zhao Hong had bad intentions, then why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The corners of Ma Yue's mouth floated a bleak smile, looked at Liu Yan and said, "If I told you, would you believe me?"
Liu Yan changed her color again, yes, if yesterday Ma Yue told her that Zhao Hong would be against Liu Pei, she would not believe it, because she always had a good impression of Zhao Hong, Zhao Hong is not only the youngest and most handsome commander of the Yellow Turban Army, but also the most resourceful and most popular leader of the Yellow Turban soldiers, Wancheng was defeated only by his strategy.
Liu Yan said anxiously, "Then I must hurry to remind big brother."
Ma Yue sighed: "It's too late, if I'm not wrong, the number one general under Zhao Hong, Guan Hai, is probably already leading the army to receive the camp and money and grain."
......
More than a hundred miles northeast of Wancheng, there is Plug County.
The official army of Zhu Jun, the right general of the Great Han Dynasty, is stationed here, with a total of more than 8,300 men, including 5,000 elite northern troops, 1,000 southern troops led by Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, 1,000 Xiliang iron horsemen led by Dong Zhuo, the Xiliang primus, 800 Jiangdong righteous troops led by Sun Jian, and 500 Yuyan righteous troops led by Liu Bei.
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Zhu Jun, the left general, together with Huangfu Song, the right general, extinguished the Yellow Turbans of Yingchuan Bo Cai, and then divided their troops into two directions: Huangfu Song went north to attack the Yellow Turbans of Guangzong Zhang Jiao in cooperation with Lu Zhi, the northern general, while Zhu Jun went south to Nanyang to suppress the Yellow Turbans of Zhang Mancheng, Han Zhong and Zhao Hong, who were entrenched in the area of Wancheng.
In the lobby of the county office, the banquet was in full swing.
Yuan Shao, Dong Zhuo and Liu Bei were on the left, Cao Cao and Sun Jian were on the right, and Zhu Jun was seated in the center, raising his goblet and proposing, "Gentlemen, let's drink to Zhong Ying to celebrate his victory in his first battle."
Yuan Shao, Liu Bei, Cao Cao and Sun Jian all raised their goblets and toasted. Dong Zhuo, with a smug look on his face, drank the wine in his goblet and said, "I hate that Zhao Hong sent an army to help, so the last general did not achieve all his success! If not for the Yellow Turban reinforcements, the last general would have wiped out Liu Pei's bandits."
Zhu Jun waved his hand and smiled, "Zhong Ying does not need to be angry, although this raid failed to destroy Liu Pei's troops, but also planted the root of trouble within the Yellow Turban bandits. In less than three days, the Yellow Turban bandits are bound to attack each other, then you all rate your men and horses with my general to attack, then the great success can be achieved."
All the generals are confused by Zhu Jun, do not know what he is talking about? Only Cao Cao, the commander of the army, had a flash of light in his tiger eyes, and seemed to have guessed the answer.
Zhu Jun smiled and said, "Has Mengde already guessed the reason?"
Cao Cao stood up, and with a respectful look, he arched his hand and replied, "The last general did guess something, but I don't know if it's right or wrong?"
Zhu Jun said, "Tell us."
Cao Cao said, "Duke Dong led the Xiliang iron cavalry to attack Xi'e. Although he could not destroy Liu Pei's troops, he had already hurt his foundation. Zhao Hong, Han Zhong are greedy people, will be covetous, will condemn soldiers to Liu Pei strong to ask for food and feed, Liu Pei will not comply, the dispute will arise, Gong Du and Liu Pei friendly, Sun Xia and Gong Du friendly, so the Yellow Turban bandits are bound to form a party, attack each other."
Sun Jian, Liu Bei and others all showed their admiration, and Zhu Jun applauded and laughed, "Meng De is quick-witted and wise, in time he will be the pillar of our Han."
Cao Cao was delighted, but said modestly, "General, I am flattered, for I am too stupid to deserve such praise."
Zhu Jun laughed and said, "Mengde doesn't have to be modest, come on, I'll drink to you."
......
Liu Pei's camp, at this time has become a crossbow tension.
Liu Pei, perched high on the yamen, shouted sternly, "Guan Hai, what do you want to do with your army?"
Under the gate, the black-faced man Guan Hai smiled morosely and said in a stern voice: "Hand over the camp and food and feed, I can still let you live, otherwise break the camp, no one will be left behind!"
Whispers rang out in Liu Wei's camp, and almost all the yellow turban bandits in the camp looked fearful.
Liu Wei on the yamen also look fearful, Guan Hai's powerful he knows, this guy is not only excellent archery, swordsmanship is also extremely powerful, even the account of the first warrior Pei Yuan Shao in his men can not go under ten rounds.
......
Ma Yue walked out of Liu Yan's tent with a cold look, Liu Yan followed with an anxious look and called out, "Ma Yue, your wound is very serious, you can't go into battle, if the wound is broken again, you will die."
Ma Yue stopped walking, turned back, looked at Liu Yan with pale eyes and said blandly, "Liu Pei once saved me, today I also save him once, from now on we are clear, we do not owe each other."
Liu Yan was so anxious that she stomped her foot and said, "You can't even walk steadily, you'll just die in battle."
Ma Yue smiled coolly and said, "If you believe me, hurry up and do as I say, maybe you can still save your big brother's life."
After saying that, Ma Yue turned around and gradually walked away with heavy footsteps, without looking back at Liu Yan, who pouted and fumed for a while, then stomped his feet and left.
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