"A total of 8,132 horses.”
Xu Shu's answer was in the single digits.
Gasp ~
A gasp sounded in the surroundings.
Qin Wen turned her head and looked over. Zhang San hurriedly covered his mouth.
Not only was Zhang San surprised, even Qin Wen did not expect there to be so many warhorses.
Guo Tai was really rich.
He was willing to give the White Wave Army so many horses.
Unfortunately, it was all for him now.
After a moment of silence, Qin Wen said to Yang Zaixing,
"Yang Zaixing, I'll give you 3,000 horses. You should form a light cavalry and complete the training as soon as possible."”
Yang Zaixing frowned slightly. What did his lord mean? They were currently in the hinterland of the Yellow Turban Army. Where would they find the time and place to train the light cavalry?
It seemed that the harvest this time was too big, and the lord forgot about it in his joy.
"My lord, our brothers don't even know how to ride a horse, and we don't have time to train…
Don't worry about that."
Qin Wen interrupted Yang Zaixing's words and smiled.
"Next, we will return to the Xiapi battlefield. We have plenty of time. Let's use actual combat to train."”
Return to the battlefield?
Xu Shu, who was standing at the side, seemed to have thought of something. He cupped his hands and said to Qin Wen,
"My lord, if you want to return to the battlefield, I would like to ask first. Which side are you prepared to help?"”
Qin Wen did not hide anything and told Xu Shu his original plan.
After listening to the explanation, Xu Shu came to the conclusion that this lord pursued the greatest benefits.
After thinking for a while, he had a plan.
"My lord, I have a plan that can end the war in Xu Prefecture as soon as possible.”
Three
days later, on the official road of Guangling prefecture.
A few thousand Yellow Turban soldiers were escorting provisions.
"D * mn, didn't you eat?"
The Yellow Turban leader was riding on a horse. When he saw an old man pushing a cart swaying, he whipped him.
The whip tore through the clothes of the commoners, leaving behind a whip mark.
The old man lost his balance due to the pain and fell to the ground with the cart.
The rations were scattered all over the ground.
"Donkey! Trash!"
"No…Sir, spare my life…Ah…"
The Yellow Turban leader was furious. The whip kept falling, completely ignoring the old man's pleas for mercy.
"Ta ta…"
The sound of horse's hooves rang out. A group of a hundred silver-armored cavalrymen rushed to the front of the grain transport team.
The Yellow Turban leader recognized this equipment. It was the most elite White Wave Army under the canal commander.
The Yellow Turban leader quickly stopped and put on a fawning smile
.”
The burly man in the lead did not say anything and whipped the horse whip in his hand.
This whip was so strong that the Yellow Turban leader spun on his horse and fell off.
"Ah!"
A heart-wrenching scream rang out.
The Yellow Turban leader rolled on the ground in pain.
The burly man didn't even look at him. He shouted,
"The marshal has ordered that the White Wave Army will take over the rations. You should scram."”
The Yellow Turban soldiers stared at each other.
However, after seeing the miserable state of the leader, he did not even dare to ask a question and left the rations behind.
In just a moment, they had all left.
When the commoners saw this, they also wanted to leave.
"Wait a minute."
The burly man stopped them and said softly,"Everyone take a bag of food. If you have the strength, take more.”
The scene was silent.
Only the neighing of warhorses could be heard.
A brave young man stepped forward, picked up two bags of food, and ran.
The White Wave Army did not pursue.
The commoners swarmed forward and snatched the food.
"You... you're not the White Wave Army, come here quickly..."
The remaining Yellow Turban leader screamed, and a silver rod whistled past.
"Pa ~"
The sound of a stick hitting a watermelon rang out, and the head of the Yellow Turban leader exploded.
Fifteen minutes later.
The commoners left with their rations.
"Burn them all!"
The man gave the order, and the soldiers poured kerosene on the grain and threw down the fire.
A moment later, the fire soared into the sky.
The 'White Wave Army' gave the order to retreat.
A day later.
The same scene happened in another place. A silver-spear general led the White Wave Army to take over the grain and distribute it to the people. The rest was burned.
In the next half a month, the White Wave Army constantly rushed about on the official road of Guangling prefecture.
Not a single cart of rations had been transported to the front line.
At the border of Xiapi Prefecture and Guangling Prefecture, two huge camps were built ten miles apart.
"Bang!"
In the main tent of the Yellow Turban camp, Guo Tai smashed a few tables in front of him with a punch and roared angrily,
"Where's the grain? Where are the provisions? I haven't seen a single carriage of grain in half a month.”
The quartermaster knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"General, I don't know. I've sent people to Guangling prefecture to urge them, but the rations have not arrived. The people who urged the rations have not returned yet…"
Guo Tai glared at him and was furious. He did not listen to the quartermaster's explanation and shouted,
"Shut up. Drag them away and cut them down."”
Two Yellow Turban soldiers came in and dragged the quartermaster away.
"Marshal, please spare my life, marshal
…"
With a scream, the world fell silent.
The tent was terrifyingly quiet.
A Yellow Turban general mustered his courage and asked,
"Commander, could it be that something happened at home?"”
"That's impossible. I left ten thousand White Wave Army soldiers to guard Guangling City, and there's also the fierce general Shi Hu. Such a lineup is invincible…"
Guo Tai objected without thinking.
"Report!"
Before he could finish, there was a rush of footsteps outside the tent. A Yellow Turban soldier ran in.
The panic on their faces made everyone's hearts sink. Something big had happened!
The Yellow Turban soldier reported in a trembling voice,
"Urgent report from Guangling Prefecture. Half a month ago, Guangling City…Guangling City was lost. General Shi Hu led 10,000 White Wave Army troops to pursue the enemy. He was…was
…"”
Guo Tai stood up in shock and asked loudly.
"General Shi Hu died in battle, and his corpse was hung in front of the city. No one dared to collect it.”
These words were like a bolt from the blue. Guo Tai's face instantly turned pale and his body fell back.
"Marshal!"
"Marshal!"
The
Yellow Turban generals quickly went forward to support him.
Guo Tai took a deep breath and gritted his teeth."Who did it?"
The Yellow Turban soldier replied,"The night is over and the day is bright!"”
"The night is over."
Mrs. Guo gritted her teeth and said these words.
The doubts in his heart were finally resolved. The grain couldn't reach the front line, so it was definitely his doing.
Now that they were short of rations and their rear had been stolen, if this continued, his army would be finished.
Thinking of this, Guo Tai seemed to have a ball of fire burning in his chest. He said in a deep voice,
"Tomorrow morning, send all our troops to fight Zang Ba. We must win, but we must not lose. Then…we will return to Guangling prefecture and tear the night apart!”
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