The main account of the Yellow Turban Army
Bocai lay on the bed, tossing and turning, without any sleep.
He had been restless since the day, and his eyelids were twitching wildly.
call. . . . . call. . . . . call. . . .
The strong wind outside the tent made Bocai whistle in his ears, making him even more upset.
"Hey! It's so annoying! This damn wind!"
He was already upset, but when he thought about the recent situation, Bo had a headache.
More than 100,000 people attacked the city for nearly two months, but made no progress.
Huangfusong and Zhu Jun were really timid and did not dare to go out of the city for a decisive battle.
There are more than 100,000 people under his command, and their daily consumption of money and food is very huge. If they can't capture Changshe anymore, they may have to withdraw their troops.
But thinking about defeating Zhu Jun, the Yellow Turbans everywhere gained momentum. The mood is also much more relaxed.
This Han Dynasty is nothing more than this. Maybe we can take the lead in attacking Luoyang and rewrite history.
Thinking of the glorious scene, Bo Cai couldn't help but laugh.
At this time, the outside began to become restless, and Bo Cai suddenly became agitated again.
"Commander, there's a fire outside."
The guards rushed into the tent, shouting.
Bo Cai was furious: "You bastard, hurry up and put out the fire."
Before he finished speaking, he heard loud shouts in the military camp.
"Officers and soldiers are attacking at night!"
"The officers and soldiers are coming!"
"Run quickly, the fire is too big!"
It was so noisy outside that Bo Cai couldn't hear what was being shouted outside.
"Commander! There are reports of night raids by officers and soldiers everywhere in the military camp!"
"What!"
Bocai kicked away the soldier who was kneeling on the ground and ran out.
What he saw in front of him completely shocked Bo Cai.
It's midnight now, but it's like daylight outside! The fire jumped several meters high and spread in the strong wind.
The Yellow Turban Army was already in chaos, and even the upper body Yellow Turban soldiers were burned and were running around.
Many Yellow Turban soldiers trampled on each other in order to escape for their lives, and even drew their swords at each other. The brutality was like a hell on earth.
"Calm down! I am Qu Shuai Bo Cai!"
"Listen to my command! Don't mess around!"
Bocai's shouts with all his strength were drowned in the wind and noise, and no one paid any attention to him as a commander.
It's over, everything is over!
Why did it catch fire?
How did the officers and soldiers sneak into the camp quietly?
Bo Cai was filled with questions. This was so weird. The entire military camp was actually on fire!
"Commander!"
Amidst the noise, he saw someone calling him faintly. Bo Cai couldn't help but look around and saw more than a hundred people running towards him.
Turns out to be a young man! Bocai was a little surprised!
I saw this man with a childish face and a tall figure.
However, the person next to the young man had a ferocious look, like an evil ghost in the blazing fire.
It was Liu Zhang and Dian Wei.
"Commander, there are fires all over the place now. Officers and soldiers are attacking from everywhere. Commander, please leave quickly. We will fight to the death to protect you!"
Liu Zhang spoke urgently, urging Bo Cai to run for his life.
Bocai was very moved and asked:
"Little brother, who are you?"
"Commander, I am under Commander Deng. I have admired Marshal for a long time."
"There was a fire in the army, and the officers and soldiers took advantage of the chaos to attack. I was afraid that the commander-in-chief would make a mistake, so I took it upon myself to protect the commander-in-chief!"
Bocai kept nodding his head, deeply moved in his heart.
I have no kindness to him, but in such a crisis, I risk my own life to protect myself. How loyal!
"If nothing happens to me this time, you will be the first person under my command!"
"Thank you, Marshal!"
Liu Zhang showed his gratitude, but in his heart he was sneering.
"Commander, let's run away quickly!"
Bocai narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly.
"First summon my personal guards, and then go to Zhang Mancheng's place in Nanyang."
"promise."
Liu Zhang nodded in agreement. Bo Cai didn't trust him very much and couldn't behave too abnormally.
Changshe City
"Yizhen, why did the Yellow Turban camp suddenly burst into flames like this?"
Zhu Jun looked at the huge fire outside the city and looked at Huangfu Song with a questioning look on his face.
At this time, Huangfu Song also looked confused, no less confused than Zhu Jun.
"Could it be divine fire from heaven?"
The two looked at each other, but there was no smile. Only the divine fire from heaven could explain it!
“No matter what, it’s a God-sent opportunity.”
"Yes, the Yellow Turban Thief must be panicking now."
"The Yellow Turban thieves are originally a mob, and now that there is a fire, they will definitely be in panic!"
"If we send troops now, we will definitely be able to defeat the Yellow Turbans! We will avenge our shame!"
After saying that, the two men ordered their troops and horses, and the gate of Changshe was opened wide. Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun each led 5,000 people to attack the Yellow Turban Army camp in two directions.
The fire has spread throughout the Yellow Turban camp, and the young and old can only hide their faces and cry, sitting on the ground waiting to die.
The young and strong soldiers rushed to escape first. They trampled and killed each other. The fire stimulated people's desire to survive. There were fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers in all directions.
Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun had been surrounded for more than a month, and they were already filled with anger.
Especially Zhu Jun, who was defeated by Bo Cai not long ago, felt extremely humiliated.
The two of them seized the opportunity, beheaded and killed everyone they met, taking no prisoners and leaving no one alive. Just to vent the hatred in my heart.
At this time, Bo Cai had already escaped from the camp, gathered more than a thousand personal guards, merged with Liu Zhang's 200 people, and headed for Nanyang.
Bocai's personal guards attracted Liu Zhang's attention. These people are not like ordinary soldiers. They are all strong and well-equipped.
"The commander-in-chief and his bodyguard are so majestic, why worry about the immortality of the army?"
Bocai gritted his teeth and cursed angrily:
"These are the Yellow Turban Warriors, the greatest combat power of my Yellow Turban! I originally had 5,000 Yellow Turban Warriors, which is the foundation for my foothold in Yingchuan. Now I have only brought out these more than a thousand people."
"I still can't understand how the officers and soldiers stormed into the camp without any sound and set fires everywhere! It's so abominable, these traitors!"
Liu Zhang sneered in his heart, you won't know until you die! But he still said some words of comfort.
"Commander, don't worry, I, the Yellow Turban, are unstoppable now. When we get to Nanyang, we will join forces with Marshal Zhang, and we will surely make a comeback!"
Bo Cai sighed, thinking that this was all he could do. Then he looked at Liu Zhang with some gratitude.
"Fortunately, there are loyal people like you. When we get to Nanyang, we will be rewarded heavily!"
Liu Zhang thanked him profusely and pointed to the path on the left.
"Commander, now that the officers and soldiers are in hot pursuit, we should take a small road and reach Nanyang as soon as possible."
"good."
Bocai had more than a thousand personal guards beside him, and he felt much more confident. With a wave of his hand, the team entered the woods.
After the tossing in the middle of the night, it was already slightly bright.
Liu Zhang also began to mutter in his heart, he must not make any mistakes, success or failure depends on this.
The looming leaves rustled in the strong wind.
Bocai felt very depressed and looked around, always feeling frightened.
"Little brother, how long will it take to get out..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang and shouts of death coming from all directions.
