Yingchuan, Changshe.

In early April, Bo Cai defeated Zhu Jun's army, forcing Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song to retreat to Changshe. Bo Cai surrounded Changshe from all sides and prepared to capture these two famous Han generals in one fell swoop to strengthen the momentum of the Taiping Cult.

It was only a month since Bo Cai led the 100,000 Yellow Turban Army to attack several times, but he could not shake Changshe at all. Seeing that he was anxious to capture Changshe, Bo Cai ordered people to station troops in Changshe, cut off water and food, and forced Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun to leave the city to fight him.

"Report~"

On this day, Bo Cai was discussing with the Yellow Turban generals under the tent where to get the Liang incident, but he saw a Yellow Turban thief running into the tent and bowed and said, "Supervisor Qu, from Yanling, he found the traces of the Han army."

"Yanling?" Bo Cai was stunned when he heard this and frowned, "Can you see clearly who led it?"

"I don't know the job!" The Yellow Turban thief shook his head. Most of the Yellow Turban Army were from farmers. Even if Ye Zhao showed his flag now, he could not recognize it. He could only judge by equipment that it was the Han army.

"How many people are there?" Bo asked patiently, rubbing his eyebrows.

"It should be a lot... there are about three or five thousand people." The Yellow Turban Thief said.

Bo Cai looked helplessly at a Yellow Turban general under the tent and said, "Go and take a look."

"Here!" The Yellow Turban general nodded and agreed, saying goodbye and leaving.

Just to explore the basic situation, let the general go there in person. It seems a bit of a big deal, but it is Bo Cai's helplessness. Not everyone can do the scouts and stylists. Not only should they be quick, but they should also be nimble. At least they have to recognize words and be able to roughly judge the number of opponents from the military formation. There are special scouts in the Han army, but in the Yellow Turban Army, even if they have this ability, they can be a general. Therefore, in order to ensure the lack of information, Bo can only let the generals do such things.

An hour later, the Yellow Turban General sent out came back to report.

"Master Qu is a reinforcement from Liang State. He probably has a school of troops. Now he is about thirty miles away from our army." The Yellow Turban General bowed and said.

"It turned out to be a county soldier." A Yellow Turban general smiled disdainfully when he heard this. The elite imperial court was well-equipped and powerful in combat, but the words of ordinary county soldiers were vulnerable in the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army. Since their uprising, no county soldiers in Yingchuan, Chenliu, and other places fled. Therefore, after learning that it was a county soldier in Liang State rather than a reinforcement, he felt contemptuous in his heart.

"Can you know who led it?" Bo Cai frowned. The Yellow Turbans of Liang State failed. He had already received the news, but how it was defeated. Because the elite of the Yellow Turbans of Liang State were almost destroyed, Bo Cai didn't know at this moment.

"Ye Zhao, Prime Minister of Liang." The Yellow Turban General led the way.

"Ye Zhao?" Bo frowned and said, "I heard Liang Fa mention this person, saying that this person is like a god to judge the case. The last time Liang Fa was arrested was the one who did it."

"Sir Qu don't worry, but you are an unknown person." A Yellow Turban general stood up and said, "Besides, even if he decides a case like a god, this war is not a solution. Finally, the general is willing to go and take this person's head and present it to Sir Qu, and avenge our fellow Liang."

"How many soldiers do you want?" Bo chai did not answer, but asked.

"This..." The Yellow Turban General thought for a while and said, "How about four thousand?"

The Yellow Turban Army has low combat power, no better than the county soldiers, or even worse than the county soldiers. Generally, they rely on the number of people to fight with the wind. Although they despise the enemy, most of the Yellow Turban Army generals have this self-knowledge.

"I'll give you four thousand soldiers." Bo nodded after thinking for a moment.

Although there are 100,000 troops now surrounded the Chiefs, just like Liang Fa, Bo Cai gradually realized Liang Fa's weakness. The difference is that Bo Cai has a plan to govern the army. In the past two months of the uprising, he promoted many Yellow Turban Army with outstanding abilities. Although he could not do as well as the Han army, he barely escaped from the level of a mob and would not be too sluggish in command.

It is also for this reason that Zhang Mancheng in Nanyang has already claimed to have an army of 400,000, but Bo Cai's troops have always maintained at around 100,000 and has not expanded too much.

...

On the official road, Ye Zhao stopped when he was twenty miles away from Bocai's army. After all, he had few soldiers on his side. Two thousand soldiers and horses and baggage were not much faster. If he rushed forward rashly, even if these two thousand soldiers were one to ten, he would fight in field battles and with the intact command system, Ye Zhao could not use two thousand soldiers to expel the 100,000 army. Therefore, Ye Zhao began to set up camps and monitor the movements of Bocai's army at any time when he was twenty miles away from Bocai's army.

It is unlikely to rush forward. After all, in terms of the scale of troops, I am just a small shrimp now. Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun's army are the real big feast, and Bo can't give up the big feast in the city just because of his little shrimp.

After all, people who can defeat famous generals such as Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, no matter how much water there is, if the power of the wave is so bad that it makes such common sense mistakes, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun may be ashamed.

So this distance is just right to watch. Ruobo mobilized a large number of troops to attack, so he was ready to run away at any time. If only a small number of troops to attack, Ye Zhao would take it down. Therefore, when there was any movement in the direction of Bocai's army, Ye Zhao would soon receive the news.

"Two schools soldiers?" Ye Zhao stood on the sentry tower that had just been built, and could vaguely see the endless camp of Bocai's army. However, it was too far away that Ye Zhao could not see the four thousand Yellow Turban Army. After hearing the report from the school, he repeated it unexpectedly.

"Yes, it's the exact number." Xiaozhao bowed.

"Tap again!" Ye Zhao tapped the bar in front of him with his fingers, then looked at the small school road.

"Here!"

"Lord, if these four thousand yellow turban thieves are like the yellow turbans of Liang Kingdom, only five hundred soldiers can be driven away. If there are a thousand soldiers, the last general can annihilate them!" Ding Li, who was standing behind Ye Zhao, bowed to Ye Zhao.

"No hurry, let's take a look first. After all, he can defeat the five elite schools of the court. Who knows if they have real skills?" Ye Zhao shook his head. It was not a last resort. He would never fight a war that he was unsure. He had only this little capital in his hands now, and any unnecessary losses were shameful.

"Yuan Jian, although you are the Yellow Turban, you are different from Guan Hai. You are from a family. Now the Yellow Turban Army is an enemy. I don't want you to have any kindness towards them!" Ye Zhao turned his head and looked at Liao Chun beside him.

"Don't worry, Chun knows it." Liao Chun nodded. He was a person who was capable but not valued in Taiping Sect, and he did not have a high sense of belonging to Taiping Sect.

"Then tell me about this person Bo Cai."

"Bo Cai..." Liao Chun thought about it carefully and said in a deep voice: "Among the many disciples of Zhangjiao, although Bo Cai was from a poor family, he was quite knowledgeable. In his early years, the green forests in Yingchuan were all dispatched by him. They were famous in Yingchuan, Chenliu, Runan and other places, and it was rumored that they had good martial arts."

"Does he have any study?" Ye Zhao asked suddenly.

"I had sought famous scholars in Yingchuan in my early years, but this person was white and no one was willing to take him in. He was insulted in Yingchuan Academy. Since then, he no longer talked about studying. Before the Taiping Church came out, he organized Green Forest bandits to fight with the official army several times. The few defeats were few and the more they won, but most of them were battles of hundreds of people." Liao Chun looked at Ye Zhao.

"What a pity." Ye Zhao nodded, no longer asked, and then he had a rough outline of the wave in his heart.

He has the heart to study and is also very motivated. Unfortunately, this is an era where origins are important. As a silly person, he does not even have the qualifications to study. His dissatisfaction with the court in his heart with this world is probably the strongest in Taiping Cult. He desires victory, not only because of the so-called great cause of Taiping Cult, but also to show his excellence to those aristocratic families and famous scholars who once rejected him.

Of course, these are just Ye Zhao's own speculations. He has not yet officially fought and cannot make a real judgment, but his previous square formation is correct.

Ye Zhao was watching the time. Half an hour later, another visit was reported. The Yellow Turban Army had reached ten miles away, and Ye Zhao could already vaguely see the other party's appearance.

"After half an hour, when you are full of energy, you will march for ten miles." Ye Zhao thought for a while and looked at Ding Li and said, "Thank five hundred people to come out to meet the enemy. If you defeat them, don't chase them."

"Here!" Ding Li bowed and went down from the whistle tower. In a quarter of an hour, he selected five hundred soldiers and asked to open the gate and rushed towards the Yellow Turban Army, which could see clearly the military appearance.

On the whistle tower, you can see two soldiers approaching quickly, and the rain of arrows began to soar into the air, intertwined in the air, shouting and killing sounds, and drums sounded.

"Lord, the bandit army is eight times more than ours, and its momentum is in full swing. Is it too arrogant?" Seeing Ding Li going out on the mail tower, everyone around was attracted by the war in the distance. Qiu Chi approached Ye Zhao and whispered.

Ye Zhao shook his head, without explaining anything, just looking at the military formation in the distance.

After a brief attack, the two soldiers gradually approached. The five hundred Han troops were like a sharp dagger, easily tearing a hole in the Yellow Turban Army and splitting the Yellow Turban Army several times its own.

The face of Qiuzhe became astonished.

After a hedge, the formation of the Yellow Turban Army was already a little dispersed, but Ding Li quickly commanded the soldiers to transfer the camp. However, the Yellow Turban Army had not yet fully recovered, and had already entered from the rear. The formation of the Yellow Turban Army dispersed at a speed visible to the naked eye. When Ding Li organized the third charge, the 4,000 troops completely changed from dispersion to defeat. Ding Li chased for ten miles before he retreated.

"The soldiers are not as good as me, the formation is not as good as me, and the general is not as good as me! What's the use of a large number of people?" Ye Zhao stood on the mail tower and shook his head and smiled: "Now the momentum is not as good as me, and the Yellow Turban Army is not worth worrying about!"
Chapter completed!