Chapter 1173: Heavy Damage to the Han Army

Zhang Miao, courtesy name Mengzhuo, was born in Shouzhang, Dongping (now Dongping County, Shandong). When he was young, he was famous for his chivalry, helping the poor, helping others, and spending all his money. Many warriors followed him and he was called one of the "Eight Chefs". Cao Cao and Yuan Shao were both friends of Zhang Miao. The court summoned him to be an official. He was appointed as the Cavalry Commandant for his outstanding test scores, and soon he was appointed as the Prefect of Chenliu.

Later, Zhang Miao and his brother Zhang Chao responded to Cao Cao and sent troops to attack Dong Zhuo together. He was also a lord of a town!

This is the real historical introduction of Zhang Miao.

After placing the troops outside the city, the burly Zhang Miao went straight to Changsha City.

It was said that Changsha City had gathered many prefects and leaders of the gentry. After receiving the information, he also integrated the officers and soldiers in the county and secretly rushed over to join the battle.

In fact, the two states of Yu and Yan secretly did not treat the Yellow Turban Army like the gentry of other states and counties. On the surface, they were keeping a low profile and watching the tigers fight from the mountain, but secretly they had been planning to kill the God's Envoy Bo Cai.

It was just because the Taiping Dao was too well prepared. As soon as the Yellow Turban Army appeared, they attracted most of the able-bodied men from the poor people to join the army, sweeping across the cities for a while, causing them to not dare to show up at all. So they kept waiting for an opportunity.

The Right General Zhu Jun went south with a seal to eliminate Bo Cai, and this was their opportunity.

Because the person who took the lead and represented the orthodoxy came. And Zhu Jun, in addition to representing the orthodoxy, his command ability was also valued by everyone.

That's why there was a scene of many stars supporting the moon.

While thinking, Zhang Miao soon came to the mansion of the Lord of Changsha City.

As soon as he entered the mansion, he saw all kinds of guards sitting lazily in the big yard, and the whole yard was noisy.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Miao frowned slightly.

Officials from various states and counties tried their best to curry favor with Zhu Jun who went south and to place outstanding people from their clans in the army.

However, can the troops gathered in Changshe City really work together?

"Zhang Taishou!" Some guards immediately performed a respectful salute when they saw Zhang Miao.

After all, Zhang Miao is very famous in Yanzhou, and many people know him.

"Yes!" Zhang Miao nodded without anger.

At this time, a hearty voice came: "Meng Zhuo!! You are finally here!"

"Hehe... Zhang is late! Please forgive me, Right General." Zhang Miao looked in the direction of the voice and found a large group of people walking out of the hall. Then he smiled slightly and bowed.

"Meng Zhuo is in a serious state. For the stability of the Han Dynasty, everyone has traveled through mountains and rivers and has worked hard. Come... come... come in quickly. Zhu has just held a banquet to welcome everyone. You are just in time!" Zhu Jun walked up and took Zhang Miao's hand, speaking his heartfelt words.

As if infected by Zhu Jun's emotions, Zhang Miao's tense face relaxed slightly.

The Yellow Turban Army should be a mob, and will not do much, so they don't need to be too nervous.

"Brother! Please!" Zhang Chao walked out of the crowd and said softly.

"Yes!" Zhang Miao nodded to Zhang Chao. His brother had contacted him before he came.

Originally, the two secretly gathered their troops and launched an attack on the Yellow Turban Army in Yanzhou again, but before they could arrange it, Zhu Jun came.

Soon, everyone returned to the banquet hall, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Clinking glasses and toasting.

"General Zhu, is this your son?!" Zhang Miao looked at Zhu Hao with a sparkling look.

"Yes, this is my useless little tiger head." Although Zhu Jun said this, his flushed face was still filled with a hint of pride.

Originally, Zhu Hao would not be promoted to the governor of a county so quickly, but he used his connections to arrange for the bandit suppression mission issued by the emperor before, and cooperated with the strangers, making a lot of contributions, so he was promoted to the governor beyond many people's expectations.

However, he was not the governor of a large county in the Central Plains, but just a county in the south of the Yangtze River.

It is still very rare to become a governor at this age, so Zhang Miao is very interested in Zhu Hao.

"A tiger father will not have a dog son, the ancients are not deceiving me! Haha..." Zhang Miao was happy for Zhu Jun. When he was working in the court, he was very familiar with Zhu Jun, and they were old friends.

"No, Meng Zhuo has two heroes in one family, isn't it also quite enviable..." Zhu Jun said with a smile.

Everyone nodded when they heard it, and began to chat with high spirits.

"Everyone, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was caused by the evil words of the villain Zhang Jiao. After more than ten years of cultivation, he has established a solid foundation in various states and counties. It is difficult for us to eradicate it at once, so we need the help of the heroes present. I am very grateful that you can come, but before the formal attack on Bo Cai, I still need to talk to you about the rules of the army."

"You know, there are currently 18 camps standing in front of Changsha City, with a total of 1.3 million troops. This is not a small number, so everyone needs to have rules to enforce orders..." Zhu Jun is also a veteran of the battlefield, and began to explain some military regulations.

He half-heartedly allowed the children of the gentry to enter the army, but he was still the one in power.

Not every officer and soldier gathered in Changsha City had a 200,000-man army like Zhang Miao, and some prefects even had only tens of thousands of troops.

However, a little effort can make a tower. The current size of the army is still very large. Although the number of Yellow Turbans in Yanzhou and Yuzhou is larger than this, he is confident that he can wipe them out.

Taking advantage of everyone's interest, Zhu Jun explained some things.

"General Zhonglang, how do we start marching next?!"

"Xu Du!" Zhu Jun said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

"The current garrison in Xudu is Peng Tuo, the general of the Great Canal under Bo Cai, and his garrison is 400,000. As long as we take Xudu in one go, we can basically take Yingchuan County."

"General Zhu, there are currently Yellow Turban leaders such as Bo Cai, Deng Mao, He Man, and He Yi in Yanzhou and Yuzhou. Will they gather secretly and ambush us?!" Zhang Miao said in a formal manner.

"No!" Zhu Jun said.

"Currently, Yellow Turban leaders such as He Man and He Yi are in Runan County. After Deng Mao led his army to capture Xudu, he turned to Chen and Liang to wreak havoc, and was not in Yingchuan County." Zhu Jun said firmly.

"That's good!" Zhang Miao nodded. Zhu Jun has a better source of detailed information. He trusts Zhu Jun's words.

Zhu Jun is calm and loyal, and is a rare commander. Unlike Lu Zhi's Confucian generals, and Huangfu Song's shrewdness and cruelty, Zhu Jun emphasizes moderation.

Liu Hong arranged the three people in this way, and he had considered it carefully. Why didn't he transfer Zhu Jun to Jingzhou and send Huangfu Song to Yanzhou? It was because he knew the two of them.

"Well! Let's rest and adjust for another day tomorrow, and we will move camp the day after tomorrow and wipe out the Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan County in one fell swoop!" Zhu Jun said in a sonorous and powerful voice.

When this was said, many representatives of the gentry in Yingchuan County were slightly happy. The Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan County has been rampant for a long time. Although the Taiping Dao and them have been getting along like water from the well, they always feel that there is a knife hanging over their heads, which is very uncomfortable.

Especially recently, some news has spread that the Yellow Turban Army seems to be getting more and more irritable, and the entire state seems to be brewing some huge murderous intentions.

(I don’t know if it’s because I ate too much hot food recently or because I’m under a lot of work pressure, but my eyes are red tonight. It hurts to sit in front of the computer. I’m not in good shape. I barely managed to code one chapter.)