The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 295 Disaster on Xiao Qiang
In Youzhou, next to Xiangju in Yuyang County, there is a huge dock hidden in the mountains.

Every few steps on the Wubao stood a villager in civilian clothes and holding a long gun.

Apart from the villagers standing on guard on the low wall, groups of villagers patrolling with weapons walked slowly past from time to time.

If it wasn't for the lack of armor and the absence of military flags, it would not be an exaggeration to say that this Wubao is a military camp.

Those villagers are not the honest and trembling farmers that they usually see in the fields and rice paddies.

All of them are full of murderous aura, and they are quite strong and sturdy.

A group of dozens of knights came from outside Wubao, half of them wore their left lapels and rode steeds (horses without saddles). The attire was not that of the Han people, but rather that of the northern lands. Wuhuan people.

But the people in Wubao still allowed their request to enter.

With the piercing sound, the suspension bridge of Wubao was slowly lowered.

The suspension bridge crashed to the ground, splashing a burst of dust on the ground.

A group of knights outside Wubao rode their horses into Wubao without hesitation.

The chaotic and hurried sound of horseshoes sounded, and the people in Wubao did not panic in the face of this cavalry unit consisting of Wuhuan and Han knights.

They all knew that this was their Patriarch's friend, and they would come back to Wubao every once in a while to find their Patriarch to discuss matters.

It’s just that this team of knights seems to be extremely anxious. In the past, out of respect for their Patriarch, they always dismounted at the gate of Wubao first, and then walked to their Patriarch’s house on foot.

But even if it was a little abnormal, none of the residents in Wubao and the armed villagers tried to intercept those knights, after all, the other party had already had their Patriarch's order first.

The horses were galloping, and after a while a tall house came into the eyes of a group of knights.

"Applause!!!"

Everyone reined in their horses and got off their horses one after another.

"You all stay outside, and I can go in alone."

A middle-aged man with a short beard and mustache in a blue and blue war robe, wearing a big crown on his head, gave instructions to the surrounding knights.

All the knights bowed their hands and promised.

This middle-aged man was none other than Zhang Chun, who had been Prime Minister of Zhongshan.

Zhang Chun shook his sleeves, adjusted his appearance a little, and walked into the slightly luxurious house in front of him.

"Brother!"

As soon as Zhang Chun entered the courtyard, he saw a man in a brocade robe with a long beard and a white face under the big tree in the courtyard.

This white-faced man is Zhang Ju.

Zhang Ju was originally the prefect of Mount Tai. Although he and Zhang Chun had no blood relationship, they had a good relationship, so they were called brothers.

Seeing Zhang Chun's face full of joy, Zhang Ju smiled and said, "I've heard that you've arrived outside Wubao, but I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly today."

"You look happy, but what happened?"

"To tell you the truth, brother, there is indeed a happy event, and it is a big happy event. I came here this time to congratulate you, brother."

Zhang Ju smiled all over his face, bowed his hands, and bowed to Zhang Ju first.

Zhang Ju's expression brightened, and he asked eagerly, "But the Wuhuan people agreed?"

"Brother is indeed a great talent in the world, Qiu Liju has already agreed to join forces with us, just wait for brother's order, and we will respond to everything!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Ju clenched his fist and slammed it slightly towards the void, a little unable to hold back his excitement.

After planning for so long, it was finally settled. With the help of Qiu Liju, the capture of Youzhou was nothing more than a sack.
Before the crusade against the rebels in Liangzhou, the Wuhuan tribe was conscripted several times, and their deaths were almost exhausted. The hearts of the people were fluctuating, the army had no fighting spirit, and the Han court was short of their military pay, so all the Wuhuan tribes did not fight, and fled all the way to the tribes of Youzhou .

Zhang Ju looked excited and was about to continue speaking.

But found that Zhang Chun's complexion was a little strange, as if hesitating to speak.

Zhang Ju immediately said: "The two of us have been friends for many years, what can't be said, there is no need to be shy and act like a child."

"There is indeed one thing that makes me a little strange."

Zhang Chun's expression was still hesitant, but he still said.

"This is a letter from the West."

Zhang Ju had some doubts in his eyes, took the silk book in Zhang Chun's hand, and asked in surprise, "West?"

He didn't quite know what Zhang Chun was talking about in China and the West.

"Yellow Turban Army!"

Zhang Ju's hand holding the silk book trembled slightly, and the silk book in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Immediately, Zhang Ju's complexion changed drastically, and he looked at Zhang Chun in horror.

The silk script was a letter sent by the Yellow Turban Army, and the content in it was a request to form an alliance with them, to help each other, and to jointly fight against the Han Empire.

Zhang Chun shook his head solemnly, and said, "It is absolutely impossible for anyone under my command who knows about this to have any contact with members of the Yellow Turban Army."

"The Taiping Dao in Youzhou has been extinguished a long time ago. Even if it has not been extinguished, they will never be able to learn about our plot."

Zhang Ju thought about it in his mind. The people who knew about this matter were his close ones. Without believers in the Way of Peace, it is impossible to have any contact with other people.

Since it was a conspiracy to rebel, it was a major event that would lead to the extermination of the clan, so why didn't he make arrangements for the secrecy.

"Could it be that Xu An of the Yellow Turban Army really understands divination?"

Zhang Ju had heard of the alchemists and immortals in history before, and also knew the divination techniques of the Shang and Zhou dynasties.

Xu An's current reputation can be described as thunderous, almost to the point where no one knows it, and it is several points greater than the reputation of Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and Zhang Liang who initiated the Yellow Turban Uprising.

Eight prefectures rose together, millions of yellow scarves were defeated, but in Xu An's hands they were brought back to life in just a few years, and rumors even claimed that Xu An was the incarnation of Huang Tian.

The current Yellow Turban Army has occupied Bingzhou, Hedong, Taihang and other places, and it is at the height of the sun.

"Although I don't know how the Yellow Turban Army learned about our plot, our common enemy is the Han court."

Zhang Chun said in a deep voice.

"I think the words in the silk script are somewhat desirable. There are Han Sui and the Kingdom in the west, and Xu An in the middle. We started our army from the east. Although the Han Dynasty declined, there are still many parts in the original land. Our three families are the same. The chances of winning against the Han Dynasty are even greater than fighting alone."

"The Yellow Turbans occupy the Taihang Mountains. When we capture Youzhou and go south, they can indeed be used as aid."

"That Zhang Wen." Zhang Chun's face was stern, and his eyes were full of resentment, "I have been in the border county for a long time, and I am familiar with the Wuhuan people. When it comes to martial arts and military affairs, how is it inferior to that Gongsun Zan? .”

"That Gongsun Zan took my position just by relying on Liu Kuan's disciples, and even a county magistrate dared to compete with me for the position. When I wait for the army, I will definitely let that Gongsun Zan and Zhang Wen see us. sharp!"

Zhang Ju nodded, temporarily forgetting about the Yellow Turban Army.

Although I don't know why the Yellow Turban Army knew about it.

But Zhang Ju also knew that the letter from the Yellow Turban Army and their alliance against the Han Dynasty must be true.

Moreover, the Yellow Turban Army was far away in Bingzhou, separated by the Taihang Mountains, so Zhang Ju didn't think that the Yellow Turban Army would be harmful to them.

Everyone in the world knows that the biggest enemy of the Yellow Turban Army is the Han Dynasty, and the two are incompatible.

The enemy of the enemy is a friend, and having allies like the Yellow Turban Army is even more icing on the cake for them now.

The Han Dynasty had to face the rebels in Liangzhou and the Yellow Turban Army in Bingzhou. There were frequent civil strife, so there were fewer soldiers and horses that could be used in Youzhou.

"Since Qiu Liju has agreed, it is scheduled to raise troops five days later. I have internal responses in every city in Youzhou. At that time, the three of us will raise troops together. I will go east and you go west, so that Qiu Liju will attack and harass you." Hu, take Youzhou in one fell swoop!"

(End of this chapter)