Chapter 264

The sixth year of Chuping, March.

A million Yellow Turbans suddenly went out of the mountains to attack Wei Jun, captured several cities in a row, and approached Ye Cheng.

The army besieged the city, and Yuan Shao, who was sending troops to You Province, was also anxious.

Ye Cheng was their old home, and the families of a group of generals were all in Ye Cheng. If Ye Cheng was broken, wouldn't their families all become captives of the Yellow Turbans?

Regarding the Yellow Turbans, no one was unfamiliar. The persecution of the families by the Yellow Turbans was quite heavy. Once the city was broken, I am afraid their families would also be finished.

So Yuan Shao's strategists and generals were all panicked.

Although Ye Cheng was the center of Jizhou, it was precisely because of this that the defense of Ye Cheng was not high, and the garrison inside had only tens of thousands of troops.

Whether they could block a million Yellow Turbans, Yuan Shao and the others were not clear, but he did not dare to gamble, because once he lost the gamble, his loss would be great.

Gongsun Zan was defeated by him, and now it was the best time to pursue the victory. He could not let the other party slow down.

But the old home was urgent. He could defeat Gongsun Zan once, and he could defeat him twice.

So in the end, Yuan Shao still brought the army back to Ye Cheng, leaving only a small amount of troops to Ju Yi, letting him continue to pursue Gongsun Zan.

Yuan Shao rushed back to rescue and finally rushed back to Ye Cheng before the city was broken.

At this time, Ye Cheng was already in danger and was about to be broken.

However, he finally rushed back.

"Second brother, Yuan Shao is back."

Outside Ye Cheng, in the Yellow Turban camp, Zhang Liang looked at his second brother.

"Pity! If we were given two more days, this Ye Cheng would be broken."

Zhang Bao looked at Ye Cheng in the distance, his face showing a look of regret.

"Big brother, what should we do now?"

Yuan Shao's army returned, bringing back a full fifty thousand troops. These troops were all elite soldiers who had been on the battlefield.

Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan had also fought for several years, and the troops under his command had gradually turned from young men at the beginning into elite soldiers today.

Those generals had also been tempered.

The current Yellow Turban army was no longer the powerful existence that could sweep the world like in those years.

Their Taihang Mountain line was also one of the few existences of the Yellow Turbans.

The entrustment of the eldest brother before he died was to let him lead the Taiping Dao Yellow Turban army to live.

Zhang Bao knew that his million-strong army was definitely not Yuan Shao's opponent, although in terms of quantity, they occupied an advantage.

But among the million-strong army, the true elites were less than one hundred thousand, and the rest were no different from those bandits.

"Fight with Yuan Shao tomorrow, and we will withdraw."

Zhang Bao said. Yuan Shao's army rushed back frantically and was inevitably exhausted. They could not recover even after a night. He wanted to try to see if there was a chance.

If they could defeat him, then Ye Cheng and Wei Jun would become the camp of the Yellow Turbans.

Zhang Liang did not refute upon hearing this. He was also unwilling to go back like this, although they had captured several cities this time, and the grain snatched was not small.

But they all knew that Ye Cheng was the richest city in Jizhou.

If they could loot Ye Cheng, then the grain obtained would be enough for the ten million Yellow Turban army and people in the Taihang Mountains to live for more than half a year.

They also opened up fertile land in the Taihang Mountains, but the mountains were not as good as the plains, and the grain production was not enough.

Every year they had to go out of the mountains to snatch grain in various places.

If they could loot Ye Cheng this time, plus the grain given by that person, it would be enough for them for a year. This year they could train a strong army in the mountains and then wait to go out of the mountains again next year.

The mountains were not a place to stay for a long time after all. The high-level of the Taiping Dao also knew that if the Yellow Turbans wanted to survive, they must take down a foundation.

This was the result of the joint discussion of the high-level of the Taiping Dao, and now the warlords of the world were contending for hegemony, which was also their opportunity.

Even if they went out of the mountains, they would not let the warlords of the world go to besiege them again.

This time they attacked Wei Jun, which was actually a test. If they could really defeat Yuan Shao, then the Yellow Turbans would come out directly.

After Zhang Bao and his two brothers discussed for a night.

The next day, Zhang Bao did not talk nonsense and let Zhang Bao lead the army to attack Yuan Shao's camp directly.

"Kill!"

Facing the attack of the Yellow Turbans, Yuan Shao was also very calm. Long before, the strategists under his command had reminded him that the Yellow Turbans would definitely not leave easily.

The Yellow Turban army attacked, and he had also arranged it well.

The two great generals under his command, Yan Liang and Wen Chou, both led the army to block.

The two armies collided, one black and one yellow, fighting together.

Arrows were like locusts. Yuan Shao's army had a lot of archers. To deal with Gongsun Zan's cavalry, Yuan Shao's army used all methods. The long-range attack of archers could have a certain lethality to the cavalry.

"Yellow Turban Warrior!"

Zhang Liang and a group of Taiping Dao masters suddenly shouted sharply and cast spells. Suddenly, in the Yellow Turban army, thousands of strong men suddenly had golden light rising, and their whole bodies also swelled up.

"Damn it, it's the Yellow Turban Warrior."

Yan Liang saw this, his face turned cold, so he shouted: "Junior brother, kill with me."

The Yellow Turban Warrior was extremely formidable, fearless of life and death, not afraid of pain, and invulnerable to swords and spears on the battlefield.

Ordinary soldiers had no resistance in front of them.

Even the low-level officers in the army were not their opponents; only these officers had the ability to hunt them.

The Yellow Turban army had not been seen for a long time. Yan Liang and the others seemed to have ignored this point. Suddenly receiving the attack of the Yellow Turban Warrior, they were beaten into a daze.

Although several Gang-Refining martial generals rushed up, half of the Yellow Turban Warriors still rushed into their front army.

Each one was infinitely strong and invulnerable to swords and spears, as if they were monsters. In less than a cup of tea, they had broken through Yuan Shao's sword and shield soldiers and killed the archer camp.

The weakness of the archer camp was like glass in an instant, breaking at the touch.

Before long, tens of thousands of archers were killed and defeated by these hundreds of Yellow Turban Warriors.

"Damn it!"

Yan Liang and Wen Chou saw this, their eyes splitting, and each one suddenly became violent, the Gang Qi around their bodies frantically rising, as if to tear the world apart.

Both of them were already martial generals above the seventh level of Gang Refining. These years of fighting with Gongsun Zan and Zhao Yun, their strength had improved very quickly.

"Kill!"

The two used their ultimate moves, Blade Gang and Spear Light ruthlessly harvesting these Yellow Turban Warriors.

"Woo woo woo..."

Zhang Bao had been watching from behind the army. The two were quickly harvesting those Yellow Turban Warriors. He was expressionless. When the Yellow Turban Warriors became fewer and fewer, he knew it was time to withdraw.

He knew that without the Yellow Turban Warriors, the Yellow Turban army was definitely not the opponent of Yuan Shao's army.

The battle just now, he could feel the elite of Yuan Shao's army.

Except for those killed by the Yellow Turban Warriors, other ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers, facing Yuan Shao's army, actually needed five or six people to exchange for one.

This was not only personal quality, but also the gap in weapons and equipment.

Anyway, today's results were also there. The Yellow Turban Warriors killed at least ten thousand troops. A rough calculation, today Yuan Shao's army had at least thirty thousand casualties.

Hearing the horn, the Yellow Turban army retreated like a tide.

"Senior brother, don't pursue anymore, be careful of a trap!"