Chapter 63
The light rain in June kept pattering!
After a great battle, it was cloudy and rainy for days, as if the heavens were mourning the massacre, and when the rain cleared, it was already late June.

The news of Quzhou's defeat had already spread. The officers and soldiers were besieged and killed by the Yellow Turban Army outside the city. Several generals were seriously injured. The city was short of troops.

The road was a little drier, so Zhang Jiao couldn't wait to send his troops south again, and went straight to Quzhou City. This time, he allocated [-] troops to defend the Jieqiao officers and soldiers, and the rest of the main force was dispatched to surround Quzhou City.

Although Quzhou City is not big, but because it is close to Zhangshui, the moat was built to draw Zhangshui, the river is very wide, and the only few bridges are under the protection of archers.

Three days later, when the horse came to report, Zhang Jiao sent people to the upper reaches to block the entrance of the moat. When the river flowed more than half, he prepared to fill the river and attack the city.

When Liu He heard the news, he smiled at Tian Feng: "Sure enough, the thieves have caught the trap. When they block the entrance, it's time for us to counterattack."

Tian Feng nodded and said: "Zhang Jiao is eager for revenge, thinking that the city is empty, and the reinforcements from the Central Plains are about to cross the north, so he is naturally eager to attack."

Liu Heyan said: "To defeat Zhang Jiao this time, we can directly take Guangzong's lair and occupy Guangzong. Zhang Liang is a rootless duckweed. It depends on one battle."

Tian Feng laughed and said: "Although Zhang Jiao has some ingenuity to deceive the people, he still doesn't know the art of war and strategy. If this battle goes well, before Huangfu Zhonglang will go north, we can wipe out the Jizhou bandit army in one fell swoop, and your son will become famous in one battle." !”

Liu He nodded slightly, but sighed again: "It's just that, I'm afraid the world will be chaotic, and bandits will appear everywhere, and there will be no more peace."

Tian Feng stroked his beard and murmured. In fact, he had thought about this consequence a long time ago. The basis for all this is still in the eunuchs of the imperial court. If these people are not eliminated, the world will never have peace.

While talking, Cheng Pu sent someone to report that the bandit army had cut off the river and filled it with earth and rocks.

Liu He came to the city to watch. The bandit army didn't have any big tents. The weather was hot in summer. Except for hundreds of heads with tents, the rest were lying on the ground. It was dark and dense, like a refugee camp.

The sky was full of flying sand outside the city, and the bandit army was digging the soil nearby. If the bags were not enough, they even took off their clothes to wrap the soil, full of enthusiasm.

Tian Feng stroked his beard and said, "The bandit army is digging their own grave!"

Liu He's eyes were slightly cold, and he asked Cheng Pu, "Is the defense in the city ready?"

Cheng Pu clasped his fists and said, "Each of the four gates is guarded by a general. Bows, arrows, wood, gray bottles, etc. are all well prepared. With the equipment of the bandit army, it is more than enough to defend for three days."

Liu He couldn't help frowning when he looked at those Yellow Turban soldiers in ragged clothes and even shirtless. These people don't have all the armor and weapons. Letting them attack the city will undoubtedly mean death, but war is so cruel, and it's not soft-hearted now. when.

A few days ago, when the battle report from the Central Plains came, Zhu Jun refused to accept the surrender of the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army.
In the eyes of the nobles, those rebellious people are no different from pigs and sheep, and even more harmful. In this era, it is also a big problem to use poor families and break up families.

There were so many thieves, it only took half a day to fill up the moat, and the area around three or four miles outside the city was dug into a big pit, and the whole army rested and began to attack the city.

On the second day, the bandits attacked the four gates at the same time. However, the Han army, which had been preparing for many days, was full of momentum and had sufficient equipment. The four defenders were all generals, so the defense was airtight.

In one morning, the bandit army lost thousands. From the moat to the foot of the city wall, there were 78 dead bodies, their bodies were full of feather arrows, and some were trampled to a bloody mess.

The ladders and chariots brought by the bandits were all snatched from the government's arsenal, and they were used up in half a day. At this time, looking at the city wall, which was not considered tall, it seemed powerless.

Zhang Jiao then assigned his staff to cut down the wood, but the plain was full of reed fields, and there were not many forests, and soon all the trees in a radius of ten miles were cut down.

Another night passed, and the bandit army was exhausted from rushing to build the ladder overnight and carrying sand and soil during the day. They came to attack the city again the next day, but still no one could climb to the top of the city, and the morale of the bandit army became more and more low.

After dinner that night, Liu He summoned all the generals to discuss the matter, and said: "The bandit army has been rushing around for days, and their morale is low. It is already at the end of their strength. Tomorrow morning will be the time to defeat the enemy!"

When the generals heard this, they became energetic and asked for orders one after another. Liu He asked Tian Feng to assign tasks and each general went to prepare on his own.

At the third watch of the night, Guan Yuxian and Han Dang led five hundred troops to charge out from the south gate, causing a great chaos among the rebel army, and then marched southward, and the surroundings soon returned to tranquility.

The thieves reported the information to Zhang Jiao, Zhang Jiao thought they were sent by the city to ask for help, which meant that Quzhou City was about to lose its hold, so let all the ministries take a good rest, and break the city in one go tomorrow.

It was almost dawn when Zhang Jiao suddenly heard a commotion outside the camp, and there was a commotion everywhere, and was about to ask questions, when his attendants hurried in and reported that all the troops outside were submerged in the flood, and the whole army was mired in the quagmire.

Zhang Jiao sat up in shock from his illness, unbelievable!
The moat has obviously been filled, so how can there be water spreading into the barracks?

At this moment, the tent of his Chinese army had been soaked in muddy water, the attendants hurriedly helped Zhang Jiao out of the camp, under the morning light, he could only see a field of white flowers all around, all of them were puddles of water.

At this time, the soldiers were like fish and shrimp stranded on the beach, stuck in the mire, struggling and shouting, unable to move an inch, and the flood was constantly coming from the sky.

dong dong dong-

Suddenly there was a loud drumming on the Quzhou City, and a team of soldiers from each of the four gates shot arrows at the bandit army trapped in the quagmire from a distance, countless of them fell down in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Jiao was terrified and furious, and only now did he realize that this was a trick of the officers and soldiers, so angry that he spat out a mouthful of old blood on the spot, and passed out.

The attendant was shocked, and hurriedly helped Zhang Jiao to the horse, and a close accomplice rode the same horse, and saw the flood along the Zhangshui bank, and hurriedly retreated eastward.

At this time, there was no need for officers and soldiers to chase and kill them, and the bandit army could hardly protect themselves. In order to avoid the wind, some people hid in the pits dug before, and were flooded in, drowning countless people.

Those who were lucky enough to be outside the pit were also because the soil here was loosely dug, and it was mostly fields. When it was soaked in water, it turned into a swamp. It was very difficult to escape, not to mention attacking and fighting.

Tens of thousands of rebels were trapped in the quagmire. The officers and soldiers only beat drums and shouted outside the city, and shot arrows to frighten them. Many people were exhausted from struggling and sat in the quagmire, crying in despair.

The main force of the Yellow Turban Army was trapped, and only hundreds of elite soldiers from the Chinese Army escorted Zhang Jiao to retreat eastward, bypassing the flood and then turned northward. The defeated army fled back to Guangzong.

Just turned north and came to a mountain depression, suddenly saw a huge army horse flashing in front of my eyes, all under the banner of officers and soldiers, the lineup was neat, and the weapons and armor were shining coldly in the morning light.

The leader walked out of a general, nine feet long, lying silkworm eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, and a three-foot long beard sprinkled on his chest.

(End of this chapter)

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