The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

"Heh, if they had been so bloody long ago, they wouldn't have been beaten to the point of losing the county."

Guo Jia made a sarcasm, but he understood clearly, the moth thieves seem to have a large number of people, with a number of millions.In fact, they are strong on the outside and doing nothing on the inside. They are really a gang of mobs, and it is difficult to achieve great things.

When Xu Shu asked about the outcome of the battle again, Guo Jia said helplessly: "I also really hope that Daqu Shuai can win. It's best to clean up those dregs who are sitting in the corpses."

Xu Shu has been with Guo Jia for a long time, so he can naturally hear the meaning behind his words.He doesn't like reading, but it doesn't mean that the vision he can see in his heart is narrow.

The moth thief was able to win before because the riot was fast enough to seize the opportunity. Once the Han army calmed down, it would be difficult to win again.

The most important thing is that this group of moth thieves don't distinguish between right and wrong, and kill the aristocratic families and powerful gentry from all over the world, leaving no way out.

This caused some local forces that originally wanted to be neutral to forcibly stand on the side of the Han army and recruit troops for them to fight against the moth thieves.

And these aristocratic families all over the local states and counties are not only the big moths of the Han Dynasty, but also the pillars of the Han royal family.

From the beginning of the incident in February, the Yellow Turban army was like a broken bamboo, capturing various counties. Now, the Han army is preparing for a counterattack, and the two sides have gradually entered a stalemate.

Among them, the support of the aristocratic family is indispensable.

"War has never been about fighting for more people and fewer people."

Guo Jia stretched his waist, and made a conclusion: "Three Taoist priests who claim to be 'Heaven is dead', and a group of reckless men who don't know a lot of characters, want to seize power and establish a dynasty. Although they have courage, they are also doomed to end tragically. .”

The news of the moth thief's invasion reached Huangfusong at a speed of hundreds of miles.

One hundred thousand moth thieves is not a decimal number.

Huangfusong immediately summoned the generals under his command, as well as the figures of the aristocratic families in the city, to discuss the strategy.

When the generals heard that the moth thieves were coming, they were all eager to fight, and they all proposed to take the initiative to attack.

They believe that after the big victory in the past few days, the morale of the three armies has returned, and they can fight head-on.

Conservative Confucians believe that the overall situation should be the most important thing, and sticking to it is the best policy.

To fight, or not to fight?

Huangfu Song was thinking about his head, scratching the acupuncture points on his forehead with his fingers, he was judging and thinking about the pros and cons.

If they win, the moth thief's power in Yingchuan will collapse;

A heaven, a hell.

There was a battle between heaven and man in his mind, Huangfusong suddenly opened his eyes, and there was already a decision in his resolute eyes.

He didn't say anything, but asked Lu Bu below: "Feng Xian, what do you think?"

Everyone present knew Huangfusong's answer.

"Only a battle!"

Lu Bu's answer was sonorous and forceful.

Huangfusong's eyes flashed brightly, he called out 'OK', and then waved his hands, saying proudly, "Bring me the topographic map!"

The generals surrounded the unfolded topographic map, pointing and talking, talking about their own strategic views.

After more than half an hour of negotiation, Huang Fusong drew up a battle plan under the "inadvertent" guidance of Xun's uncle and nephew many times.

On the way from Yangzhai to Xinzheng, there was a river (yi) that blocked the traffic between the two places.If you don't want to take a detour, you have to cross the river, and here is the best battlefield position.

Attacking halfway is often invincible.

Some people worry that they will be preempted by moth thieves if they can't catch up with the muddy water.

The far-sighted Cavalry Captain stood up. He believed that most of the moth thieves were infantry, and their marching speed must be restricted and slowed down. Moreover, from the position on the map, it was obvious that Xinzheng was closer to Lishui.

In addition, there is Xing (xing) mountain on the left side of Lishui. You can take advantage of the moth thief's unpreparedness and send a surprise soldier to sneak across the mountain forest, pretending to be a defeated moth thief, go to Yangzhai to cheat and open the city gate, and conquer it in one fell swoop. , Take back the county.

The eyes of the uncle and nephew of the Xun family rested on Cao Cao for a while, which was meaningful.

Huangfusong thought that this plan was feasible, so he began to mobilize his staff.

Just in case, it is still necessary to send a cavalry to occupy the east of Lishui.

Not surprisingly, Lu Bu became the best candidate.

As for the candidates who led a surprise attack and surrendered to Yang Di, both Cao Cao and Sun Jian expressed their willingness to go.

Huangfusong thought for a while, and there was a result.

Since this plan was proposed by Cao Cao, let Cao Cao go.

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As soon as the task was assigned, everyone performed their duties. As the advance force, Lu Bu led two thousand horses under his command to rush to Luoshui that afternoon.

On the wide official road, dust is flying.

Two days later, Huangfusong's army also successfully arrived east of Lishui, and successfully rounded up with Lu Bu.

By the time Bocai led his army to the west of Lishui, it was already dusk the next day.

The yellow turban scouts who went out to explore the way turned back and reported to Bocai: "Shuai Qu, the Han army is camping across the river, and it seems they want to stop us."

Bo Cai, who was riding a tall horse, reined in the horse's head, showing disdain, "A group of rats are trying to stop me, it's beyond their control!"

"Let's go, let's follow this commander to defeat the Han army."

He was wearing armor, with a yellow robe tied to his shoulders, and he had thick brows and a square face, and his beard was upside down. He had the majesty of a tiger.

Just when Bo was about to send his troops to fight directly against the Han army to compete, the lieutenant beside him, You Yu, advised him: "Commander Qu, the soldiers have been on the road for a long time, and they are all exhausted, and now the sun is setting. Mountain, the sky will soon fall into the night. Most of our troops are infantry, which is not conducive to fighting at night. It is better to repair for a while, and tomorrow we will compete with the Han army."

Hearing this, Bocai raised his head slightly to look at the sky, and then looked back at the tired crowd. A person who can be handsome in a big square must not be a fool or an idiot.

He nodded, and shouted in a rough voice: "Let's set up camp and rest for the time being, and cheer up Lao Tzu tomorrow, and try to kill ten or eight Han soldiers for everyone, do you hear me?"

"I heard it!" The soldiers shouted in unison, and the low morale instantly rose.

With the experience of the Changsha fire, Bo Cai learned to be smart and knew that he would camp near the river and face the Han army across the water.

Even if there is a fire, it can be extinguished in the first time.

The soldiers started to set up the camp, and taking advantage of the cooking time, Bo Cai recruited the lieutenant general and said to him, "Go and write the letter of war to Huangfu, and invite him to fight tomorrow."

On the bank of the river to the east of the river, stood two figures, one tall and one lower.

Looking at the smoke from the kitchen on the other side of the river, Lu Bu glanced sideways at the thin young man who was much shorter than him, and the admiration in his heart was beyond words.