"I didn't expect that kid to be so good at fighting. It's a pity that he was entangled by those moth thieves. Otherwise, I would definitely have to fight him.”
When Zhang Fei returned and heard that Zhou Cheng was the young moth thief at the west gate of Wancheng, he was also very surprised.
After all, it hadn't been a long time since he had left Wan City. He didn't expect Zhou Cheng's martial arts to improve so quickly.
Of course, these words made Liu Bei even more annoyed.
" I thought victory was within my grasp this time, but I didn't expect to suffer heavy casualties…"
Liu Bei sighed. Ever since he started the army in Zhuo County, he, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei had been invincible. He had never been in such a sorry state.
Moreover, the elite Northern Army cavalry, a total of two thousand people, was actually unable to wipe out about four thousand moth bandits.
Although Liu Bei had retreated in time and still had 1400 cavalry, with such heavy casualties, how could he face Huangfu Song?
Guan Yu said," Big brother, victory and defeat are common in a war. Don't worry about it. This time, we underestimated the moth bandits. However, there are many of them. It will be difficult to cross the river quickly. Let's send someone to inform Zuo Cheqi first. It won't be too late to defeat them later."”
Liu Bei sighed again and said,"This is the only way."”
……
Huangfu Song was also speeding up his advance. He had already received news of Liu Bei's defeat.
Liu Bei lost more than 500 cavalry, and he was unable to seize the ferry and burn the moth bandits 'ferry.
This made Huangfu Song a little angry.
First Sun Jian, then Liu Bei, they had lost his elite Northern Cavalry for nothing.
The Han Dynasty lacked horses, so cavalry was like a treasure. Especially the training of the northern cavalry, the money and food used up was enough to train more than ten sword-shield soldiers.
Before Cao Cao came, he had heard of Zhou Cheng's name. He didn't expect Zhou Cheng to be so powerful in battle at such a young age.
Furthermore, according to Liu Bei's letter, Zhou Cheng's Moth Bandits were fearless and fought with their lives. They were completely different from the Moth Bandits of the seven provinces and twenty-eight counties. Moreover, the leader of the bandits, Zhou Cheng, was a rare and fierce general among the moth bandits. Even Liu Bei's second brother, Guan Yu, could not capture him.
Cao Cao had never seen Guan Yu's martial arts, but Guan Yu was nine feet tall, with a strong back and a strong waist. He was very burly and must be brave.
One could imagine that Zhou Cheng's martial strength was definitely not something an ordinary battle general could match.
Of course, Huangfu Song didn't think too much about it. He didn't care whether Zhou Cheng was the strongest general among the Moth Bandits or if the rumors were true and he was the reincarnation of Xiang Yu.
In short, Huangfu Song had to eliminate the moth bandits as soon as possible because he had just received news from the Imperial Court in the morning.
Liangzhou Bian Zhang, Han Sui, Beigong Boyu, Li Wenhou and the others rebelled!
Moreover, the rebel army had tens of thousands of soldiers. If they were not dealt with early, the rebellion would spread to the entire Liangzhou and even threaten the Sanfu area.
It wasn't that Huangpusong was worrying for nothing, because the Qiang tribe had always been unstable.
The Qiang people were aggressive. From the Western Han to the Eastern Han, they had been a thorn in the Han Dynasty's side for hundreds of years. It was only when Duan Wei defeated the Western Qiang and destroyed the Eastern Qiang that Liangzhou was temporarily settled.
Huangfu Song wanted to eliminate the moth bandits as soon as possible and then rush to Liangzhou to quell the rebellion.
At the same time, suppressing the rebellion in Liangzhou had always been the pursuit and honor of generals.
……
Hundreds of thousands of troops had already reached the riverbank.
As long as they crossed the Yellow River, they could temporarily escape from Huangpusong's pursuit.
However, Zhou Cheng knew very well that it was not easy for hundreds of thousands of people to cross the river at the same time.
When Huangfu Song arrived with his army, the river and riverbank would be filled with corpses.
However, Zhou Cheng understood that this was something he could not change. What he could do now was to bring as many people north as possible.
As for those who couldn't be brought away, they would be left to fend for themselves. At the same time, they would buy some time for the army to go north.
The troops crossing the river were very crowded. The young and strong had priority while the old, weak, women, and children could only wait.
However, Zhou Cheng was generous for once. He buried a stove around the river bank to cook. Although it was still watery, the old, weak, women, and children were already grateful for Zhou Cheng's kindness to be able to eat a warm meal.
After all, they were running out of rations and it was almost winter.
No one knew if they would be able to find food supplies when they reached Jizhou.
There was soup in the pot. It was made from horse bones. He poured some rice and noodles into it and mixed them together.
The group of people stared at him with eager eyes, holding bowls in their hands, waiting for a spoonful.
In the crowd, there was a 13 or 14-year-old youth who was swallowing hard.
The young man's clothes were ragged, his face was covered in grass dust, his hands were dirty, and his body was stained with cow and horse dung. However, after he lined up to share the soup, he returned to his mother's side immediately.
This young man was very strange. He seemed to be introverted and never talked to others. Moreover, he never washed his face. His mother was the same. Her face was covered in grass dust and her entire body smelled of feces. No one wanted to get close to her.
However, if one looked carefully, it was not difficult to notice that the young man's fingers were slender and long. They did not look like a man's hands, but rather like a woman's.
At this moment, the young man came to his mother's side and said in an extremely low voice,"Mother, get up and drink the soup."
The youth's voice was gentle and gentle, like a trickle. If anyone heard it, they would definitely be delighted.
The young man's mother's face was also covered in grass dust, and her body was stained with cow and horse dung. At this moment, she shook her head and said in a weak voice,"Lian 'er, you should eat, cough cough…"
As she spoke, the young man's mother coughed violently.
The young man put down the soup and patted his mother's back. He hurriedly said,""Mother, I heard that Zuo Cheji's army is about to arrive. Cousin is in Zuo Cheji's army. When he comes, we will be saved.”
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