The Yellow Turban Army.
Middle Corps.
In Zhang Liang's tent.
Zhang Liang was enjoying his dinner.
He was definitely different from ordinary Yellow Turban soldiers. As a general, how could Zhang Liang eat casually?
There were vegetables, meat, soup, and rice.
He ate with relish.
Just as he was gorging himself.
A strong fragrance of meat suddenly wafted into his tent.
Zhang Liang's nose twitched, and he put down the chopsticks in his hand.
He looked down at the food on the chopping board and took a deep breath of the rich meat fragrance in the air. Suddenly, he felt that the food he had eaten with relish was like pig feed.
"Damn it! Who's enjoying the delicacies behind my back!？”
Zhang Liang walked out of the tent angrily with a straight face and went straight to the kitchen.
After a series of questioning, he realized that the source of the meat fragrance was not from his kitchen.
Then, Zhang Liang realized.
The further the army advanced, the closer they were to Guangchang County, the stronger the smell of meat became.
Half an incense's time later.
In front of the Yellow Turban army.
Zhang Liang looked at the brightly lit city walls of Guangchang County in the distance with a gloomy expression.
He finally knew the source of this strange fragrance!
"Damn it!"
Zhang Liang scolded angrily and swallowed his saliva involuntarily.
"When I break through the city wall in a few days, I will definitely teach you a lesson!”
Zhang Liang secretly swore. He turned to the Yellow Turban soldier beside him and asked,""How are the siege weapons?”
"General, I've already asked the soldiers to make it. It will probably take another two days!”
"Not enough!"
Zhang Liang gulped again and said ferociously,""Tell them not to stop at night. Work overtime and make it for me for a day! One day! I will only give them one day!”
"Yes, yes, yes. I'll arrange it immediately!”
"Go!"
The soldier quickly left.
"Just you wait! Just you wait!"
Zhang Liang once again looked at Guangchang County. He swallowed his saliva and said fiercely.
It was night.
It was late at night.
Within Guangchang City.
"Yi De, don't be rash when you leave the city!”
At the city gate, Liu Xuan warned Zhang Fei.
"I understand."
Zhang Fei nodded.
"Then I'll leave it to you!" Liu Xuan said.
"We will obey!"
Zhang Fei and the thousand cavalrymen behind him responded in a low voice.
"Go!"
Liu Xuan waved his hand.
Soon after.
Guangchang City's north gate slowly opened.
Zhang Fei led a thousand cavalrymen and quickly left Guangchang City, disappearing into the night.
Zhang Fei and the 1,000 cavalrymen behind him were all lightly equipped. However, they were carrying a strange bamboo basket-like object on their backs.
One thousand cavalrymen left Guangchang County and split into ten groups.
Under the lead of the squad leader, they scattered in all directions.
……
"F * ck! Ta la! Ta la! Thud!"
In the dark night.
The sound of horse hooves was particularly ear-piercing.
"Not good!"
"Enemy attack!"
"Cavalry!"
Upon hearing the loud sound of hooves, the Yellow Turban soldiers in charge of the night watch shouted and struck the copper gong beside them at the same time.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
For a moment!
The entire Yellow Turban camp was in an uproar.
On the other side.
In the darkness about fifty meters away from the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.
One hundred cavalrymen grabbed the daggers at their waists and stabbed at the bamboo baskets behind them.
He pierced a few holes into the cloth wrapped in the bamboo basket.
White powder leaked out from the bamboo basket.
"Wuwuwu!"
Blown by the bleak northern wind, the white powder drifted toward the Yellow Turban camp.
For a moment!
The rich fragrance of meat assailed his nostrils!
The entire camp of the Yellow Turban Army was filled with the rich smell of meat.
Yes, it was.
There was no mistake.
The white powder in the bamboo basket was the edible essence that Liu Xuan had bought from the system store.
Moreover, there was more than just the smell of meat.
Liu Xuan bought dozens of different flavors.
There were braised ribs, braised prawns, grilled lamb chops, and so on.
Not to mention the people of this era, even Liu Xuan, a transmigrator, could not help but drool crazily when he smelled the fragrance.
The Yellow Turban soldiers had already been tortured by the strong smell of meat in the evening to the point that they couldn't even eat dinner.
It was late at night!
She was sleeping soundly and had already forgotten about her hunger.
But now…
Not only was her beautiful dream woken up, but she also smelled the rich fragrance of meat in the middle of the night.
Moreover, it was different from the smell of meat in the evening. The smell of meat that they smelled now was even stronger.
"Gululu!"
"Gululu!"
"Gululu!"
“……”
For a moment.
The entire sky above the Yellow Turban army camp was filled with the sound of stomach growls.
The Yellow Turban soldiers kept inhaling the fragrance of meat in the air and swallowing their saliva. At the same time, they clutched their bellies that were screaming in pain.
When Zhang Liang rushed out of the tent because of the gong, Zhang Fei and his 1,000 poisoned cavalrymen had already left.
Smelling the rich fragrance of meat in the air and looking at the chaotic military camp, Zhang Liang stomped his feet in anger.
"Wait! Just wait!"
"Gululu!"
"The day after tomorrow, when the siege weapons are finished, I will kill every single one of you!”
"Gululu ~"
Zhang Liang clutched his stomach and raised his head as he roared with grief and indignation.
After about two hours, the strong smell of meat finally dispersed, and the Yellow Turban Army finally calmed down.
Just as they were clutching their stomachs and lying down one by one, trying to let themselves fall asleep again to forget their hunger.
Time passed slowly.
In the blink of an eye, an hour later.
Just as most people had fallen asleep again.
"F * ck! Ta la! Ta la! Thud!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The sound of horse hooves, the shouts of the soldiers guarding the night, and the sound of gongs and drums resounded through the clouds.
When they woke up from their dreams, they grabbed their weapons and ran out of their tents while enduring their hunger, ready to face the enemy.
The sound of horse hooves had already disappeared into the distance.
However, what replaced it was the rich fragrance of meat.
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