Chapter 145: Supervisor Zuo Feng

The officers and soldiers retreated and rested in the open space.

And Zhang Yu's team has been sorted out, standing there straight.

Surrounded by corpses and blood.

Hundreds of thousands of people and 200,000 generals died here on this day, or in half a day.

There was blood on the ground.

Huangfusong walked over with blood on his face, neither happy nor sad.

As an old general, this is not the first time I have seen such a scene.

But this battle was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

He came to Zhang Yu's army.

"General Zhang, there are still a lot of yellow scarves in the city. We are powerless to attack now, and I hope you can cooperate to besiege them in the city until the reinforcements arrive." Huangfusong said.

Zhang Yu didn't speak, but nodded.

Huangfusong left, he let the soldiers rest first, and then prepared to clean up the battlefield.

There are too many corpses on the battlefield, fortunately it is already winter.

But with their small number of people, it will take a few days to clean up.

After the war, there were more than 2,700 officers and soldiers left, while Zhang Yu and his men had more than 2,000 cavalry and 2,000 infantry, totaling 4,000.

Zhang Yu is already the main force on the battlefield.

"Han Sheng will lead the cavalry to be on guard at any time tomorrow, and Ling Cao will lead the infantry to clean up the battlefield and help bury the corpses." In the evening, Zhang Yu said while eating the army rations.

In the city, the morale of the Yellow Turbans was low, and nearly 200,000 troops were wiped out.

Zhang Jiao sat alone in the room, and there were volumes of "Taiping Essentials" spread out on the desk, which talked about astronomy and geography, medical divination, marching and fighting, state governance and so on.

"Well, it's been more than ten years. I have acquired this important art of peace, and I only understand one or two of it, but I am judging God's will arbitrarily."

"This big man's spirit is declining and he is about to die, but he has accumulated power for hundreds of years. I wanted to forcefully cut off the man's spirit, but I killed my brother and millions of people in the world."

"Since God's will is so, Zhang Yu is the one who fulfills his destiny, so let me fulfill him. This essential art of peace has been sealed in the Yellow Turban Treasure, waiting for his true master to make the world peaceful."

Zhang Jiao thought about it quietly, then picked up the pen and ink, and painted row by row, erasing the handwriting on the bamboo slips.

Zhang Jiao no longer wanted to worry about the outside situation, he just wanted to be alone and think quietly about the ups and downs of this life.

The next day, the snow stopped.

It was desolate outside the city, and the cold wind was still blowing.

Zhang Yu was warming the fire in the tent, and the soldiers outside were already busy cleaning up the corpses.

"Report, my lord."

There was a cry outside the tent, the soldiers shouted, and then waited outside the tent.

"Come in." Zhang Yu sat up straight and said.

The soldiers stepped in quickly, opened the tent, and brought in the cool breeze.

"My lord, an envoy from the Son of Heaven has arrived in the tent of the Chinese army, please go, my lord."

"It's finally here." Zhang Yu's eyes were fixed, showing a different look.

Zhang Yu waved his hand to let the soldiers go out first.

Zhang Yu couldn't help the excitement in his heart.

Others don't know about the so-called envoy of the Son of Heaven, but Zhang Yu knows what's going on.

He traded in Guangzong City before, and made arrangements after he came out.

He sent people to Luoyang and bribed Zhang Rang and others with a lot of money.

Once this battle has a result, as Zhang Yu expected, then it's time for him to pick the fruit.

Zhang Yu put on his cloak and stepped out of the tent.

Cloaks blown by the cold wind.

"Let's go." Taking Dian Wei and some guards, Zhang Yu went to the original camp of the Chinese army.

However, at this time, the camp of the Chinese army was empty, where tens of thousands of troops used to be stationed, now there were only large tents left empty.

Zhang Yu got off his horse and went straight to Huangfu Song's big tent.

At this time, the big tent was also empty, a few generals, and...

"Xiaguan Zhangyu, pay my respects to this lord."

After Zhang Yu entered the big tent, he saw that the person sitting in the middle was not Huangfusong, but an eunuch.

The eunuch was dozing off with his hands clasped, but upon hearing Zhang Yu's words, he slowly opened his eyes and said, "Oh, it's General Zhang, our family has also heard about General Zhang,

He is the biggest contributor to this battle, please sit down. "

Zhang Yu was not polite, and stood aside, while the rest of the generals stood, including Huang Fusong.

After Zhang Yu sat down, the eunuch said: "Everyone is here, and our family will start to announce the decree."

When Zhang Yu heard this, he quickly stood up again.

The eunuch stood up, straightened his clothes, and took out a piece of silk cloth.

"Your Majesty has a purpose,..."

The imperial decree has been read, His Majesty asked our family to serve as the supervisor of the army, and our family should serve His Majesty.

"Greetings to Mr. Zuo Feng." Several generals did not dare to be disrespectful, no matter what they thought in their hearts, they had to do the superficial work well.

"Come here, take Huangfusong down." Zuo Feng suddenly said in an extremely unpleasant voice.

Immediately, a few soldiers came in outside the tent and pushed Huangfusong to the ground.

Huangfusong didn't struggle, and even his expression didn't change, he had expected this day long ago.

"Huangfusong, Your Majesty, Your Majesty, has allowed you to lead an army of hundreds of thousands to deal with the Yellow Turbans, but now you have only less than 3,000 soldiers left under your command. You are ashamed of Your Majesty. What do you say when you are taken down?" can say?"

Zuo Feng questioned repeatedly, but Huangfusong had nothing to say.

A generation of famous generals, Huangfusong was also escorted to Luoyang like Lu Zhi, waiting to be released.

Zhang Yu kept watching with cold eyes. Although he sympathized with Huangfusong and knew that the reason for the failure was not with Huangfusong, Zhang Yu was only sympathetic.

"The army is under the command of Yuan Zhan for the time being. I hope that General Yuan will lead the army to conquer Guangzong as soon as possible and repay His Majesty." Zuo Feng announced

Yuan Zhan trembled, and came out to take the order.

He only has more than 2,000 troops, so it is impossible for him to capture Guangzong.

"You all stand down, I want to talk to General Zhang." Zuo Feng continued.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yu with hatred, but Zhang Yu didn't care at all.

Everyone went out of the big tent, only Zhang Yu and Zuo Feng were in the big tent.

"Greetings to Eunuch Zuo." Zhang Yu stepped forward and said.

"Congratulations, Mr. Zhang. There are several yellow scarf leaders in a row. This father-in-law will give credit to His Majesty one by one." Zuo Feng sat down and said playfully.

"Grandpa Zuo, I have to work. Later, the officials will send some gifts to the father-in-law, so that the father-in-law can take them back to Luoyang." Zhang Yu didn't shy away from it, and directly bribed Zuo Feng face-to-face.

"Haha, sensible, sensible." Zuo Feng said happily.

It was Zhang Yu's arrangement that he came here, in order to help Zhang Yu get the most credit.

After giving the bribes, Zhang Yu and Zuo Feng have nothing to talk about, and Zuo Feng and Zhang Yu can't talk, as long as they get the benefits.

Zhang Yu said goodbye.

"It's time to end all of this." Zhang Yu thought as he walked out of the big tent.

Although there were still some yellow scarves in the city, Zhang Yu knew that the city was about to be broken, and he only had to wait two or three days until Zhang Jiao couldn't do it.

After leaving the camp, many soldiers were busy, and the corpses all over the ground had not been cleaned up.

Zhang Yu strode back. At this time, Zhang Ning worried him most. Zhang Ning had been away for a long time. If he received news of the Yellow Turban's defeat, he didn't know what would happen.