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Outside Guangzong City, 40,000 Youzhou cavalry were lined up in an orderly manner. At this moment, there were three people standing on the city wall.
They were Zhang Jiao, Zhang Liang, and Zhang Bao.
"Is that the Youzhou cavalry?"
Zhang Jiao said. His face was pale and he was coughing non-stop. It was obvious that he was seriously ill.
If nothing unexpected happened, Zhang Jiao would soon die of illness. It was because of his illness that the Rebellion of the Yellow Turbans officially ended.
Of course, even without Zhang Jiao's death, the Yellow Turban Rebellion wouldn't have caused much trouble. After all, the fate of the Han Dynasty hadn't come to an end.
"Big brother, it's Marquis Lu Yun of Youzhou. If it weren't for him, our Yellow Turban army wouldn't have lost.”
Zhang Bao said as he looked at the Youzhou cavalry below him, his eyes filled with displeasure.
After all, if it weren't for the Youzhou army, the Yellow Turban bandits wouldn't have lost so quickly.
"It's just that the winner takes all. Unfortunately, we still failed in the end.”
Zhang Jiao sighed. He knew that the Yellow Turban soldiers had no chance to turn the tables. After all, the imperial army had surrounded them. They only needed to spend some time and exhaust their rations to easily destroy the Yellow Turban soldiers.
"Big brother, that Marquis Lu Yun below is challenging us. Do we need to fight him?”
Zhang Bao asked. Zhang Jiao thought for a while, and then his eyes flashed with determination.
"If we continue to be surrounded like this, we'll run out of rations and die for sure. We might as well give it our all. If we can defeat the Youzhou Army, we'll have a chance of survival.”
Zhang Jiao said. It had to be said that his decision was correct. Rather than being surrounded and waiting to die, he might as well take this opportunity to fight.
After all, even Lu Zhi and the others would never have thought that the Yellow Turban would take the initiative to attack under such circumstances.
Therefore, following Zhang Jiao's order, the Yellow Turban bandits began to move. The city gates of Guangzong were opened wide. Then, under the leadership of Zhang Jiao and his brothers, 200,000 Yellow Turban bandits poured out.
The ones he brought out were all elites. The rest of the miscellaneous soldiers, as well as the old, weak, women, and children, all stayed in Guangzong City.
Zhang Jiao and his brothers had chosen to fight with their backs to the wall. Naturally, they had to use their most powerful resources to face the Youzhou army.
The formation of the 200,000-strong army looked quite frightening. The key was that these 200,000 elites of the Yellow Turban bandits were much better than those old soldiers of the Imperial Army.
Lu Zhi and the others on the distant hillside also came to watch the battle. When they saw the 200,000 Yellow Turban elites, they all sucked in a breath of cold air.
"The Yellow Turban bandits are indeed not to be underestimated. If we were to fight them head-on, even if we could win, it would be a miserable victory!”
Lu Zhi said, and everyone nodded.
If they really won by a landslide, not to mention the wealth they had brought with them, they would have no way of explaining it to the Imperial Court. After all, if they lost too many soldiers, the Imperial Court would not be able to suppress them.
Therefore, everyone was silent now because they found that it was good for the Youzhou army to prioritize the Yellow Turban bandits. Even if they failed, it could help them wear down the Yellow Turban bandits 'strength.
Although he had let Lu Qing down, even the righteous Lu Zhi remained silent.
Lu Qing, who was on the battlefield at the moment, did not know this. Although there were 200,000 Yellow Turban bandits on the other side, Lu Qing's eyes were fearless because he was very confident in the combat strength of the Youzhou cavalry.
"Da da!"
Lu Qing rode his warhorse and slowly arrived in front of the army. At the same time, Zhang Jiao also rode out.
"Marquis Lu Yun, I've long heard of your name."
Zhang Jiao was the first to speak. Looking at the young man in front of him, he sighed in his heart. He had thought of countless possibilities, but he had never thought that the person who had put the Yellow Turbans in a desperate situation was actually the Youzhou Provincial Governor.
After all, Zhang Jiao's enemy had been the entire Great Han Empire from the very beginning. However, even a provincial governor could suppress them now.
Zhang Jiao didn't know that Lu Qing wasn't from this era. If he wasn't here, the Yellow Turban bandits would have been several times more powerful.
"I have long heard of the great name of the great teacher, and now I am fortunate enough to meet him.”
Lu Qing's words were not meant to be flattering. After all, he came from the modern world and indeed looked at the people in this world differently.
Looking at the mighty Youzhou cavalrymen in front of him, Zhang Jiao suddenly said.
" I know a little about the situation in Youzhou. Under your management, the people of Youzhou are well-fed and well-fed. It can be said that they are living the life that people dream of. Therefore, the Path of Peace has not developed in Youzhou.”
"If you're like this, shouldn't you be disgusted with this dark world? Why are you stopping me?"
"Why don't you join us? I, Zhang Jiao, am not interested in the throne. If you are willing, the Path of Peace can even serve you as its master.”
Zhang Bao, Zhang Liang, and the others 'expressions changed drastically. However, they remained silent because they had complete trust in their big brother.
Since Big Brother said so, there must be a reason.
Hearing Zhang Jiao's words, Lu Qing was stunned. Then, he looked at Zhang Jiao strangely. Did this guy know that he was from the modern world? Did he believe that he could succeed?
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