klisemfg Chapter 480 Black Mountain Yellow Turban
Chapter 480 Black Mountain Yellow Turban
Chapter 480 Black Mountain Yellow Turban
In the affairs of the world, the numerous conflicts and disputes have never been forgotten because of the peace of one place.
Just when Liu Xie held the three-army competition in full swing, Hong Xiuquan and others who had already arrived at Taihang Mountain finally sent back the first news.
After Hong Xiuquan and others left Chenliu, they were not in a hurry to rush to the Taihang Mountains immediately, but diverted to Xuzhou first, and recruited their old troops left over from the past.
This can be regarded as indirectly helping the Xuzhou Army to quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion in Xuzhou.
On the other hand, Hong Xiuquan also had his own considerations.
Under the control of Liu Xie, although there were very few people who knew about the sudden change in Jintian Village, some people who escaped the net had fled to the Taihang Mountains and told Zhang Yan, Huang Chao and others that they had been captured by mistake.
If Hong Xiuquan and the others rush over now, they will definitely arouse their suspicion. At that time, not only will they not be able to complete the task assigned by Liu Xie, but they may even lose their own lives.
With these old departments, the situation is different.
It can be said that Hong Xiuquan escaped by chance among them. During this period of time, he disappeared because he was frightened by Liu Xie's sharpness.
Hong Xiuquan's brainwashing skills are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. These old minions have long been bewitched by him to regard him as a god-man, so there is no need to worry about their loyalty.
Moreover, when the time comes, Zhang Yan and the others will definitely find an opportunity to beat and interrogate his subordinates in secret, so that they can use the mouths of these subordinates to fully confirm what he said, and will not arouse others' suspicions.
After Hong Xiuquan attracted the old troops, he didn't delay any longer and went all the way north to Hebei without stopping.
When they arrived, Zhang Yan had already led the Black Mountain Army to engage in fierce battles with Yuan Shao, but the situation was not very good.
Although the Black Mountain Army has a large number of people, it lags far behind Yuan Jun in terms of the quality of its soldiers and weapons and equipment.
In a frontal battle, the Black Mountain Army was defeated in one blow, and there was not much suspense about losing.
However, the black bandits have been looting houses and robbing passing merchants on the Taihang Mountains for many years. Other things are not worth mentioning, but they have accumulated a lot of excellent war horses.
Zhang Yan commanded [-] relatively well-trained Black Mountain cavalry, who came and went without a trace and could not be tracked at all.
Although this cavalry is still not comparable to Yuan Jun's elite cavalry led by Yan Liangwen Chou, they often retreat immediately after attacking in one place.
In a short period of time, Zhang Yan basically harassed the whole of Hebei by virtue of the strong mobility of the [-] Black Mountain cavalry, and the grain and grass line was destroyed several times, which caused headaches for Yuan Jun.
However, Zhang Yan's cavalry came and went without any rules and tricks at all. It was hard to predict if they were fighting here today, and they would suddenly appear there tomorrow.
Even if Tian Feng was resourceful, he could not figure out the course of action of this Montenegrin cavalry.
The Black Mountain Army also relied on the elusiveness of this cavalry to barely continue to fight Yuan Jun in a stalemate.
However, such small fights without much actual combat achievements cannot last for too long after all, and are not enough to change the entire battle situation.
After Hong Xiuquan figured out the current situation in Taihang Mountain, he also seized the opportunity when Zhang Yan desperately needed help, and directly led the three thousand old troops under his command to seek refuge.
Three thousand old troops, compared to the huge number of [-] Black Mountain Army, is undoubtedly extremely rare, and it is even more of a drop in the bucket for the war situation in Hebei.
However, these 3000 people were all Hong Xiuquan's real old men, and they were absolutely loyal without the refugees and bandits they attracted along the way.
Zhang Yan was taken aback when he heard Hong Xiuquan came to vote, and then he was very happy, and even went out of the camp to meet him.
It's not that he didn't have doubts about Hong Xiuquan's sudden appearance, but his current situation is really embarrassing and he can't allow him to think too much.
And Hong Xiuquan's arrival was like drawing water, refilling his water pool that was about to dry up.
Although before Hong Xiuquan, there were other Yellow Turban leaders who came to join him, even the number was far more than [-].
But Hong Xiuquan's identity is there. He is the descendant of the local general Zhang Bao, and he belongs to the same generation of local generals. His appeal cannot be measured by the number of people under his command.
And Zhang Yan wanted to use Hong Xiuquan's appeal to attract more Yellow Turbans to join him, so he was not interested in how Hong Xiuquan escaped.
"Ten years of bitterness, and a little frost on the temples. I haven't seen you for so many years, and the demeanor of the chief is still the same as before."
When Hong Xiuquan saw the mighty and majestic Zhang Yan, he was quite sentimental. They were still very young at the time, and they just learned from Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao and others.
The time flies by, and a lot of time is like fine sand flowing between the fingers. The three great generals who used to dominate the wind and clouds have long been turned into bones, and the youthful apprentices at the time have also become the vicissitudes of life they are now.
As soon as Zhang Yan heard it, those precious memories deep in his heart were instantly teased by Hong Xiuquan.
He stepped forward lightly, patted Hong Xiuquan on the shoulder, and sighed in a low voice: "The unfinished work of the predecessors, I wait for the younger generation to carry on, and dare not forget it. It's a pity that I am stupid and cannot carry forward the yellow scarf. You have failed General Tiangong’s trust.”
Zhang Yan paused for a moment, then raised her tone, but said loudly: "But it's different now, with Brother Hong coming to help me, our Yellow Turbans will definitely be able to restore our former glory again."
After hearing this, Hong Xiuquan humbly declined, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart: I don't want to harm you, but it's a pity that there is a master above me, who knows how that master feels about you, he can't help himself .
After saying that, Hong Xiuquan introduced Hong Rengan and others to Zhang Yan again. Except for Wei Changhui and Zhang Yan, he didn't know the other two.
Seeing that the two of them were not ordinary people, Zhang Yan was overjoyed.
Zhang Yan invited Hong Xiuquan and others to sit down in the camp, called his men, served tea and food, and began to cleanse Hong Xiuquan.
Tea is rough tea, and rice is light rice.
Hong Xiuquan had been "pampered and pampered" in the prison for so long, yet he was still not used to it.
He couldn't help but think in his heart: It seems that the biggest yellow scarf in the world is not having a happy life.
When Hong Xiuquan came in, he saw that the soldiers were all sallow and thin, and their mental state was also weak. They were not in the heyday state when Zhang Jiao was still there.
Hong Xiuquan sighed slightly, and the last trace of obsession with the Yellow Turban was also eliminated.
He knew that no matter how reckless they were, the era of the Yellow Turbans had completely passed.
Now, it is an endless chaotic world where princes are fighting for hegemony, and no one can be alone.
And he has already found a luxuriant tree that can protect his safety, honor and disgrace.
"Don't tell me I'm ruthless, you should wake up from this dream."
Hong Xiuquan picked up the shabby meal, his throat swelled, and it was difficult to swallow.
(End of this chapter)