The Yellow Turbans of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 2 Yuzhou Falls
The next day, the setting sun was full of clouds early in the morning.

Lu Renjia thought about the strategy to meet the enemy, only dared to be sour, and finally stepped on the head of old Cao Cao.

"Renjia, come with me to see your mentor!" Pei Yuanshao's loud voice startled Lu Renjia and interrupted Youmeng.

Lu Renjia who sat up blankly couldn't remember the good plan from yesterday, and felt very upset. His cheap uncle kept urging him, and he couldn't remember what happened in the dream last night.

Lu Renjia quickly dressed and rushed to the courtyard regardless of the pain.

"Uncle, how could a good teacher summon me to worship?" Lu Renjia was a little puzzled, how could he be summoned even if he was not even a small leader in the Yellow Turban Army!
"Well, today is Taiyi Fa's birthday, just to let you get acquainted with a good teacher, so that you will have a good way out in the future, right?" Pei Yuanshao can be said to be considerate to Lu Renjia.

Lu Renjia secretly said: Sure enough, no matter where you go, you have to be related!

Lu Renjia followed Pei Yuanshao and did not answer along the way, but Pei Yuanshao introduced Lu Renjia whenever he met, and Lu Renjia could only nod in greeting.

"Yizhou Canal Marshal Pei Yuanshao is here!" An old farmer who did not know where he heard the ceremony in the palace shouted.

As soon as Pei Yuanshao arrived at the main hall, he immediately clasped his fists and half knelt down and said, "Yuan Shao and his nephew Renjia paid a visit to General Rengong."

Such imperial etiquette can be seen.

Lu Renjia also imitated Pei Yuanshao's etiquette, and saw that the elegant scholar in the lobby obviously looked like he had studied for several years, but his body was a little thinner. This must be the artificial general Zhang Liang!

"Yuan Shao please, today is Tai Yifa's birthday, all the righteous men of the Yellow Turbans should have gathered together, but the general of the underground palace is fighting against Dong Zhuo, and Huang Fusong is attacking Cangting again, so we, the righteous men of Guangzong, can only gather together!"

"Yes!"

Lu Renjia had to be forced to work. At this time, the Taiping Army hadn't shown signs of decline, at least it was still very good to the farmers. However, once Zhang Jiao died, the Taiping Army couldn't restrain their temper and tortured the people wantonly. This was also the failure of the Taiping Army. One of the main reasons.

Zhang Liang brought Guangzong's generals to the hall, but Zhang Jiao disappeared for a long time.

After the worship, everyone sat down and chatted with each other.

"General Rengong, do you know how your good teacher is?" A bearded general asked.

"Not too good, my eldest brother has been bedridden since he was injured by Lu Zhijun!" Zhang Liang's eyes were cunning, and he pretended to be sad.

"Doesn't a good teacher have talisman paper? Why don't you burn it and drink two doses?" Pei Yuanshao, a fool, was really limp by Zhang Jiao!

Lu Renjia really wanted to slap himself on the head: How could he have such a stupid uncle, it seems that he must take him away as soon as possible, otherwise Huangfusong will not know how to die when he comes here!

"Ahem, Yuan Shao, is this your nephew?" A weak voice came from the apse.

"Welcome, good teacher!" All the Qu commanders half-kneeled, and even Zhang Liang bowed slightly to show respect.

"Thank you, good teacher, for your concern. This is my nephew. He was injured by a flying stone the day before yesterday. Thanks to the good teacher's talisman paper, he was able to recover." Pei Yuanshao was like a fan of a great virtuous teacher.

But this is not to blame for Pei Yuanshao, Zhou Cang's pursuit of Guan Yu's brain is even more terrifying, which shows how strong the brainwashing ability of the Yellow Turban Army is.

"I still haven't thanked my good teacher!" Pei Yuanshao slapped Lu Renjia.

Lu Renjia was in pain: "Boy Renjia has worshiped a good teacher, and the good teacher has become a martial artist, and will last forever!"

Hearing such words, Pei Yuanshao smiled slightly: You are indeed my nephew.

But the other Shuai Qu was full of contempt, and Zhang Liang was even more ashamed.

"That's right, Yuan Shao, you have a good nephew. After today, you will go to Runan County, Yuzhou to assist Peng Tuo!" Zhang Liang has been particularly repulsive to these veteran officials recently, and Lu Renjia's remarks just now undoubtedly offended him.

"Liang is right, let's follow this arrangement!" Zhang Jiao knew that his situation was over, and he didn't have a few days to live, so he didn't follow Zhang Liang's decision, so he would have a good end.

"Good teacher!" Pei Yuanshao didn't know why he was so loyal but still ended up like this. He felt cold in his heart, and transferred his anger to Dao Renjia, worrying and thinking: Renjia's life is so hard, but it's just a child's words. Ban Taiyi puts me to the test, maybe it can also be a blessing in disguise.

The banquet ended hastily, and the uncle and nephew also packed their luggage early and prepared to leave for Runan, Yuzhou.

June is the most barren grass, no one knows the dawn.

Together with several soldiers, Pei Yuanshao and his nephew rode rough horses to the south gate and left the city.

The generals that Yuan Shao brought were a group of old peasants, who had no experience in rush marching at all. In addition, these sluggish horses did not walk fast. , rested in Dongjun.

Lu Renjia calculated: Huangfusong will break through Yuzhou in one month. By then, he will make a big move northward, and the Yellow Turban Army's strength will be over.

Lu Renjia intended to rest for a few more days, and lied that he had relapsed from his old illness. Pei Yuanshao couldn't care less about these, so he wanted to go ahead and asked several generals to accompany Lu Renjia.Lu Renjia thought about this stupid uncle again, so he had no choice but to speed up his pace and set off for Chenliu again.

Although there were many Yellow Turban martyrs along the way, Pei Yuanshao didn't dare to stay for long, because Yuzhou was only six or seven hundred miles away from Luoyang.

"General Yuan Shao, Huangfusong has been besieged by my Yellow Turban Qu Shuai Bocai. God bless me, Yellow Turban. It is only a matter of time before we take down the Fifth Northern Army School!"

The information in ancient times is backward, and the news brought back by the scouts may have been half a month ago!When Lu Renjia heard the news, he knew that Bocai's army would be attacked by night fire soon, and the long tail would not wither. At this time, it was too late to ask.

Huangfu Song was originally a descendant of a famous general, his uncle Huangfu Gui was one of the Three Mings in Liangzhou, and his father Huangfu Jie served as the prefect of Yanmen County. He was a frontier general for a long time. How could he be Huangfusong's opponent?

If the wood is more beautiful than the forest, the wind will blow it.

Several people walked for a few more days, but they saw deserters everywhere, and the yellow scarf soldiers all took off their headscarves and went up the mountain to become bandits.Pei Yuanshao caught a few deserters along the way and asked about the news ahead: Cao Cao was ordered to join the battle as the captain of cavalry, Bocai's army was defeated, and tens of thousands of people were slaughtered.

At this time, Pei Yuanshao's faith was finally shaken: Aren't the Yellow Turbans immortal?How could tens of thousands of people be murdered!

Pei Yuanshao fainted for a while, and the fleeing Yellow Turban soldiers hid together near Chaya Mountain in the hinterland of Yuzhou.

Chaya Mountain has been a battleground for military strategists since ancient times. It is the remnant of Funiu Mountain. The mountain is steep and full of strange rocks.It's an excellent hiding place.

Two days later, Pei Yuanshao finally woke up and hurriedly called Lu Renjia.

"Renjia, thanks to you this time, the few of us survived, but why didn't the good teacher's method work?" Pei Yuanshao was disheartened and doubted his belief.

(End of this chapter)