In front of the gate of Changshe City, Xiahou Dun invited Bo Cai to fight.
Xiahou Dun rode out on horseback, holding a long sword, and swung out the sword with all directions, splitting mountains and gravel.
Bocai held a big ax in his hand and swung it out, creating ravines in the ground.
Shen Gongbao watched it quietly and was not surprised, "It's like the Three Kingdoms, it's normal for it to be a little bit powerful."
While breathing, Xiahou Dun and Bo Cai fought for more than fifty rounds.
Xiahou Dun deliberately showed a flaw, let go of his sword, and fled on horseback.
While running away, he glanced sideways at Bo Cai and said, "I'm catching up. Okay, great!"
Bocai pursued for a few more feet and stopped on horseback, "Oh, you're just a clown. You still want to lure the enemy deeper?"
"Attack the city with all your strength and defeat Huangfu Song's army. The entire Yuzhou will fall into the hands of our Yellow Turban Army!"
"promise!"
One hundred thousand Yellow Turban troops began to attack the city more fiercely.
On a hillside in the distance.
Shen Gongbao will never be able to deal with this.
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"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"Bo Cai is just a small commander of the Yellow Turban bandits. How could he have such vision? He actually saw through my plan to lure the enemy deeper?"
Xia Houyuan glanced at his cousin, hesitating and hesitant to speak.
"Miaocai, if you have anything to say, just say it." Xia Houyuan, also known as Miaocai.
"Cousin... Lord, this strategy of luring the enemy in is too simple. Even a small commander, not to mention Bo Cai, wouldn't be able to see it."
"After all, there is a saying in the art of war: 'Soldiers are crafty.'"
Shen Gongbao looked stunned, "Shen Te Miao's soldiers are also deceitful."
"It turns out to be Jiang Ziya, the sixth child!"
Since the birth of Sun Tzu's Art of War, the human race has completely ignored etiquette and law whenever there is war in the nine states.
It's all just some soldiers' tricks.
Even generals who have never studied Sun Tzu's Art of War have heard of the Thirty-Six Stratagems.
This time Shen Gongbao was completely in trouble.
Shen Gongbao admitted that in his previous life he was a senior i Club...Bah P Club player.
Familiar with tactics such as large corps operations, large depth, large penetration, lightning, and diversionary operations.
But small local battles always involve fighting over mountains and crossing rivers...
Everyone in the Three Kingdoms generals has become more conceited, and dimensionality reduction attacks are no longer effective.
"It's really difficult."
When Shen Mengde was in trouble, Dian Wei came to report, "My lord, a scholar came down the hillside, calling himself Yingchuan country."
Shen Gongbao was stunned at first, "Yingchuan country?"
Then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "It should be Yingchuan Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao!"
"My plan of ghosts and gods is finally here!"
Not long after, Dian Wei led Guo Jia up the hillside.
"Guo Jia has met General Cao."
Guo Jia was dressed in blue with a wooden gourd tied around his waist. He was a little thin and sickly.
Shen Gongbao's eyes were covered with a layer of mysterious light, and he looked at Guo Jia, wanting to see which great master he was reincarnated.
Guo Jia is surrounded by a layer of mysterious energy, which is deep, mysterious and simple.
Even if Shen Gongbao used his Dharma Eye to break the illusion, he could not see through its heels.
"Something's wrong... something's very wrong."
"Looking at all the great powers in the world, is there any leopard that I can't see through?"
"Cough..." Guo Jia coughed lightly, picked up the wooden gourd and took a sip of wine.
The color of the drink is mixed with white.
Shen Gongbao's eyes narrowed, "The drink seems... not an ordinary thing."
Can't see through either.
It can be determined that Guo Jia must be the reincarnation of a great power, and his identity is extremely mysterious.
Guo Jia took a sip of wine, suppressed his cough, and said calmly: "Jia has a plan that can help the general defeat the thieves."
"tell me the story."
"We still follow the strategy of capturing the king first, but we can attack the camp at night. Although Na Bocai has learned the art of war, his use of troops is very rigid..." Guo Jia's ghost and god plans, he has already taken control of everything while talking and laughing.
On the other hand, look at Changshe.
The Yellow Turban thieves attacked fiercely, and Changshe was in danger.
"General Huangfu, we have no more bows and arrows."
"The rolling stone, the rolling stone is gone."
"The golden juice has even been poured out."
"What should we do? We can't hold it any longer. General, we can't hold it anymore."
Huangfu Song drew out his long sword and stabbed to death the soldier who said he could not hold on. "Those who confuse the morale of the army will be killed without mercy!"
"The messenger has arrived in Luoyang. As long as we persist for one more day, reinforcements will arrive!"
"Just one more day!"
Bows, arrows, rolling logs, and rolling stones were exhausted, and it became very difficult to defend the city.
The Yellow Turban bandits attacked with many troops.
Huangfusong also felt despair in his heart, "The soldiers... arrived in Luoyang a few days ago, but there is still no news..."
"Alas, I sacrifice my life today to repay the Han Dynasty."
"The forwards and the center will follow the general to rush out. Once the general falls, the warehouse will be burned! Not a grain of food can be left to the bandits!"
Huangfu Song fought his way out of the city gate.
On the city gate, the soldiers were horrified: "General Huangfu has fallen."
"Burn the warehouse!"
"Wait! General Huangfu is standing up again!"
"The general has fallen again."
"General, he's standing up again!"
Fighting fiercely in the middle of the night.
Huangfu Song's army still failed to break through the encirclement and retreated back to Changshe.
In the distance, the hillside.
Shen Gongbao smiled, "They've finished their work, it's time for us to help out."
"Send the order, Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, and Dian Wei will attack the camp in a moment."
The yellow turban thieves fought for a day, and the gentleman was exhausted.
Two thousand Cao's troops attacked the camp with great force. After waking up the yellow scarf thieves who had just fallen asleep, they retreated calmly.
About half an hour later, Xiahou Dun came back and frightened the Yellow Turban thief again.
Half an hour later, Xia Houyuan attacked the camp.
The two took turns and attacked the camp several times, and the sky was already turning white.
The Yellow Turban thief is in charge of the camp.
Bocai was made very uncomfortable.
A small yellow scarf leader said cautiously: "Commander, it's almost dawn, should we strengthen our vigilance?"
Bocai yawned, "No need, just sleep peacefully."
"I have already predicted their predictions."
"It is recorded in ancient battles that Li Jing and Zhang Guifang implemented this set of tactics in the Battle of Sishui Pass. The soldiers were real and weak."
"It's already dawn, and they only have a thousand troops. They don't dare to attack again."
Bo Cai had already seen through the opponent's plan, "Sleep, sleep, we must annihilate Huangfu Song's tribe today!"
Dawn is probably the time when people are at their most lethargic.
The commander-in-chief has fallen asleep, and the yellow turban thieves below have also fallen asleep.
The hillside in the distance.
Guo Jia showed a mysterious smile, "I'm sorry, I predicted your prediction."
"General attack!"
"We must capture Bocai alive!"
Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan came out in full force, and the light cavalry quickly passed by the Yellow Turban camp.
Dian Wei holds two halberds, like an immortal saint descending to earth, facing thousands of enemies. Wherever he passes, yellow turban thieves look at the wind and descend.
It was dawn.
Bo Cai has been captured alive.
Bo Cai was still shouting crazily, "I don't accept it, I don't accept it, why don't you play by the rules?"
"Haha... If you dare to learn Jiang Ziya's art of war, you will be killed."
Then Cao's army began to capture prisoners all over the mountains and plains.
By noon, Cao's army had collected 25,000 young and strong elites. As for the old, weak, sick and disabled, they were handed over to Huangfu Song.
Under the flying dust, Cao's army marched away with 25,000 strong prisoners.
Huangfu Song was left alone in the city in a daze, with mixed feelings in his heart, "Cao Mengde was the one who saved the Han, and Cao Mengde was the one who overthrew the Han..."
