Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 34 Into the Interior
Han Zhong was tied and brought back to the camp, and Guo Hao looked at Han Zhong with kindness.

"You have two choices. Take me to the Yellow Turban Camp, or have my head chopped off."

"No..."

"Boom!" Guo Hao interrupted Han Zhong's answer, slashing a knife next to Han Zhong's head, "You better think about it before you speak."

"I'm..." Han Zhong would rather die than give in, but his voice was getting lower and lower.

"It seems that you made the right choice?" Guo Hao said with a gloomy smile.

"Very well, you are very acquainted, and I am very satisfied with your choice." Guo Hao looked at Han Zhong with satisfaction, and things went more smoothly than he imagined.

If Han Zhong didn't cooperate, he could only hack Han Zhong to death and sneak into the Yellow Turban camp disguised as Han Zhong.

Guo Hao drafted a plan overnight and asked Qu Yi to bring it to Huangfu Song.

He himself disguised as the Yellow Turban and led a few of his subordinates to follow Han Zhong into the camp. He couldn't believe it. Millions of Yellow Turbans still knew each other.

As Guo Hao expected, the Yellow Turbans did not know each other at all. The Yellow Turbans from thirteen states made the entire team extremely scattered, and internal conflicts often occurred.

In ordinary times, it is even possible that the soldiers do not know the generals, and the generals do not know the soldiers. Rather than the entire army, it is better to say that the tribal alliance is centered on the generals of the Yellow Turbans.

To harass the imperial army every day, the Yellow Turban generals only need to stand near the camp gate and shout, and naturally there will be willing Yellow Turbans and Yellow Turban players to follow.

To deal with this kind of rebel who relies entirely on faith and has no discipline at all, the court can be beaten to death. It can only be said that the court at the end of the Han Dynasty has rotted from its roots.

Guo Hao found out the location of all the granaries in the Yellow Turban camp that stretched for more than a dozen miles. As long as there was a frontal fight, these grains and grass would be burned by him.

After Han Zhong entered the camp, he was silently dealt with by Qu Yi and Xu Rong. Everyone knew that Han Zhong was unreliable, and he would be sold by Han Zhong one day, or dead people could keep secrets.

Guo Hao asked Qu Yi to disguise himself as Han Zhong, and usually took a group of players to fight the autumn breeze, and basically did not interact with other Yellow Turban generals.

In a short period of time, no one really found out. Guo Hao was like walking around in his back garden every day.

Even Guo Hao sneaked into the logistics office of the Yellow Turbans and delivered food and grass with the Yellow Turban players every day.

In fact, Guo Hao also found it strange that his lurking seemed to be a little smooth. Not only did no one doubt it, but Guo Hao was about to take up the post of food inspector after a few days.

However, it is also said that the Yellow Turbans on the Yellow Turban side have mobilized thirteen states, and the Yellow Turbans are concentrated in two states. Their strength has greatly increased.

Guo Hao groaned and lay at the door of the granary, desperate for the imperial court.

The interior of the Yellow Turban was chaotic, and the handling method was simple and rude.

You say you are the Yellow Turban?
Well, I will give you a group of militiamen to fight a battle. As long as you bring back one tenth of the soldiers who have seen blood, then you are the Yellow Turbans.

There are millions of yellow turbans, except for the most central 10,000+ pawns (force value 20-30), other places are loosely managed, just like playing games.

However, with such a garbage army, the imperial court had no choice but to be beaten passively, and even thought of breaking the boat.

"Yo, brother, I'm basking in the sun, come down to inspect the goods." The yellow scarf, who was escorting a batch of grain, ran to Guo Hao and shouted.

"Come on, come on, if it wasn't for the fight in front, I wouldn't have done this troublesome thing." Guo Hao struggled to get up, complaining incessantly.

Most of the Yellow Turbans are refugees, and they have no culture to speak of. It is said that those with culture have long been raised to be generals. How can they be assigned to the supervision of the granary.

Therefore, food supervisors and the like are basically held by players.

To sum up these jobs, basically it is more troublesome and less meritorious, it is better for them to go out and kill two players.

No one was willing to take on this drudgery even for a period of time when the imperial army had retreated.

When Guo Hao was arrested, he pretended to refuse twice, and finally succeeded in becoming a food supervisor.

For Guo Hao, being in charge of food in the enemy's camp is simply exciting.

After sending the food delivery team away, Xu Rong got out from the corner, and he inadvertently got in when Qu Yi was leading the team to fight the autumn wind.

"Pengju, we've been here for a few days, when are we going to start?" Xu Rong asked cautiously, he didn't have the kind of indifference that Guo Hao had.

"Wait, wait for General Huangfu Song and the others to launch the general attack, and when will we start. After all, we can't wipe out all the Yellow Turbans just by burning food and grass. We have to find a way to backstab them." Guo Hao lay lazily, facing the Xu Rong was infinitely perfunctory.

"We only have 800 people. Even if they are all elites, it's not realistic to kill them from this place, right?" Xu Rong continued to persuade.

He felt that he was on a pirate ship. Guo Hao was an alien. If he died, he would die. He could not be resurrected if he died.

"An La An La, I'm not really collecting information. When I collect the information, we will give them eight hundred and one million." Guo Hao said unceremoniously.

When Guo Hao had been undercover for almost ten days, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun finally launched the final wave of attacks.

Guo Hao could hear the slashing sounds of the battlefield ahead when he stayed in the rear camp of the Yellow Turbans.

"The time has come!" Guo Hao was extremely excited when he saw that Huangfu Song launched the attack according to the agreed time.

If his plan is successful, he will be rewarded this time, and he can't even think about it.

Guo Hao and Xu Rong took their subordinates to mix the tung oil from the logistics office with wine, and sprinkled it everywhere, taking care of all the areas that should be taken care of in the entire logistics area, and then pretended that everyone was having a cocktail party.

For a time, the whole camp was filled with a faint smell of wine, but fortunately, there were not many players in the camp behind, and they basically went to the front line to participate in the battle.

Occasionally, a few players passed by, looking at Guo Hao and others who were drinking, they also hurriedly left with a few curses.

After a few Yellow Turban NPCs approached, Xu Rong placed them all at once. Even a third-rate general was hacked to death without making a sound.

Xu Rong and the others threw the corpse directly into the grain pile. Anyway, after a while, it was all set on fire, and they didn't have the heart to bury it.

If this was left in the imperial army, let alone seeing you drinking, Guo Hao would be arrested if he smelled alcohol.

The front lines are all raging, and you still dare to drink here, this is disloyal, I will directly give you a trial, and if it is not good, I will kill you on the spot as the target of Liwei.

(End of this chapter)