Huangfu Song held a banquet in the Central Army camp to receive Liu Zhe and his party. As the host, he was not very interested, so the banquet ended in a hurry. He asked someone to arrange for Liu Zhe and his party to rest.

Xi Zhicai bowed to Liu Zhe in his tent and said, "Lord, the General of the Central Army does not seem to value the Lord very much."

This time, those who came out with Liu Zhe include Dian Wei, Zhang Fei, Guan Hai, Taishi Ci and Xi Zhicai. As for Guan Yu and Zangba, the two security team bosses, they were not lucky and were drawn to the left-behind.

Liu Zhe nodded and said without caring: "I know, they think we have too few soldiers."

Xi Zhicai said a little contemptuously: "They don't understand our strength at all. The strength of our two thousand cavalry is what they imagined!"

Liu Zhe smiled slightly and said, "What if I don't care about him. Anyway, I came here mainly to catch that guy Han Yong. As for helping him, it's just for Uncle Liu Yan's sake, so I can help him."

In fact, Huangfu Song's attitude towards Liu Zhe was OK, but his subordinates were not very good. Huangfu Song's group of subordinate generals and lieutenants were all with official positions, so he naturally looked down on Liu Zhe and others, not to mention that Liu Zhe and his troops were just like this.

"Don't take the initiative to cause trouble, but if someone bullies you, don't be polite." Liu Zhe told everyone that if someone doesn't take the initiative to offend people, but if someone doesn't have a look, please come and ask for a slap in the face, don't be polite, just beat them hard.

"Dongdong..."

The next day, the war drums in the camp shook the sky and resounded through the sky!

"What happened?" Liu Zhe asked at Xi Zhicai who was rushing toward him!

"Lord, they are going to fight." Xi Zhicai said with a smile.

"Go to fight? Why don't you call us?" Liu Zhe was a little surprised. He didn't get any news here, but after thinking about it, he felt relieved! He obviously looked down on them!

"Lord, it seems that we have been ignored."

Xi Zhicai guessed the reason as soon as he guessed. Zhang Fei and his friends then showed anger on their faces, and they were looked down upon.

"Lord, why don't you leave? I'll save you from being angry here." Zhang Fei had the biggest voice and the most anxious temper, so he started shouting directly.

"Let's go and have a look." Liu Zhe said lightly, and then took everyone out.

"General Zuo Zhonglang." Liu Zhe led Xi Zhicai and others to find Huangfu Song. Huangfu Song and his group of subordinates stood on the observation stage, which was the highest place in the military camp.

"It's my nephew. I slept well last night?" Huangfu Song asked with a smile and a concern.

Liu Zhe replied, "Thank you for your concern. It was the Yellow Turban fight? Why didn't we notify?"

I saw smoke and dust rolling in the distance, and the yellow army was slowly approaching.

"Tell you?" The captain next to him sneered and whispered: "What's the use of a mere man?"

Although it was a low voice, everyone present heard it.

"What did you say, an ugly man?" Zhang Fei shouted angrily, his voice echoing on the viewing stand.

"Bold, no noise." Huangfu Song's guard stepped forward and shouted.

"Stop!" Huangfu Song shouted at the captain.

"Yide, be quiet, don't be as knowledgeable as ordinary people." Liu Zhe took the three words "ordinary people" very seriously!

The Yellow Turban Army came to the front of the camp, and some people rode back and forth on horseback, and they were challenging.

However, the gate of the Han army camp was closed tightly, and Huangfu Song was not ready to send people to fight.

Seeing this situation, Liu Zhe asked in surprise: "Sir, why don't you go out?"

Huangfu Song replied: "I don't know that my nephew has many soldiers. The Yellow Turban thieves are far less numerous. I will hold them here and wait until the rebels gather together before fighting with them to the death."

What Liu Zhe didn't know was that Huangfu Song had fought with the Yellow Turban Army in front of him several times, but he could not gain the upper hand. Instead, he lost a lot of people and had to retreat to the camp and wait for the rescue of others!

"Although we don't have many people, we can destroy the Yellow Turban thieves in front of us." Liu Zhe glanced at it and then spoke.

There were about 50,000 Yellow Turbans fighting in front of the camp. According to Liu Zhe's observation, the real combat power was no more than 10,000, and the others were brought to strengthen the momentum.

Liu Zhe was confident that he could defeat and defeat them with his own men after charging.

"Haha, it's light." Someone next to him whispered, laughing disdainfully.

"Sir, since that's the case, let's go to the battle." Liu Zhe glanced at the sneering general in a cold manner.

"Nephew is going to fight?" Huangfu Song was surprised, but soon he persuaded: "Nephew, don't be impulsive. We will defend here and wait for other rebels to assemble!"

His subordinates were arrogant, and he was afraid that Liu Zhe would not be able to stand these cold words when he was young and angry. Moreover, he liked the wheat wine that Liu Zhe produced very much, but he didn't want him to die, and even the wine would be cut off by then!

"Don't worry, sir, we don't take these people seriously yet." Liu Zhe glanced at the Yellow Turban Army, who was still showing off his might, and smiled, and a momentum of power without anger burst out!

This is the confidence and momentum that Liu Zhe developed during his battles on the battlefield!

Seeing this, Huangfu Song was secretly shocked!

Liu Zhe bowed to Huangfu Song and said, "Sir, then I'll go and prepare first."

Huangfu Song knew that he couldn't stop it, and he suddenly wanted to see how strong the famous Black Scale Army was, so he said, "This, hey, okay, I hope you are careful. If something changes, please retreat as soon as possible, and we will respond to you immediately!"

"Please wait for the news of my victory and triumphal success." Liu Zhe left a sentence and took his people away.

"I really know how to brag." The general, who was shocked by Liu Zhe just now, looked at Liu Zhe and his party's back and said with a sneer.

"Sir, you won't really believe that they can win, do you?" a subordinate asked Huangfu Song in a low voice.

Huangfu Song shook his head. Actually, he didn't believe it in his heart, but he also wanted to see the strength of Liu Zhe, the Black Scale Army!

Huangfu Song glanced at the others indifferently and angrily said, "You are kind to you in the future. Liu Zhe is the nephew of the gentleman and the nephew of the general. If you do this in the future, don't blame me for being rude."

The generals nodded and agreed, not daring to commit another incident!
Chapter completed!