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Chapter 52 Fame in the First World War

The next day, Zhao Feng sent a spy on the eve of the last day to pay his reward.

"Reported to the lord, the Yellow Turban Army has about 50,000 troops, with Cheng Zhiyuan as the commander of Qu and Deng Mao as the deputy general. Yesterday, the Yellow Turban Army won a great victory, and the troops were not lost much. It is now stationed at the foot of Daxing Mountain." The spy said.

"Yeah, it's very good, go down." Zhao Feng nodded and said.

"Mr. Zhongde, what do you think?" Zhao Feng frowned, 5,000 to 50,000! This is not a little bit bad.

"Lord, the gap between troops is too great now. Yu is ashamed. He really hasn't come up with any good way to defeat the enemy!" Cheng Yu thought for a long time, but he really couldn't come up with any good strategies to defeat the enemy.

"Oh, forget it, Mr. Zhongde will accompany me out for a walk." Zhao Feng also knew that Cheng Yu was trying to come up with a plan to force others, so he did not continue to ask.

One by one, one by one, the two came to the foot of the mountain on the other side of Daxing Mountain. They saw that Daxing Mountain was densely forested. Although it was winter, there were countless pine and cypresses in it. In the deep mountains, it was quiet and silent, and it was a bit terrible in the morning.

"Mr. Zhongde, do you think that if there was an army passing through the mountains and forests and penetrated directly behind the Yellow Turban Army, would it have unexpected results?" Zhao Feng asked suddenly.

"A good idea, but this sneak attack army must have strong combat power, good at concealing, and must also control the number well. It should not be too many, nor too few. It should be about one thousand people." Cheng Yu said.

"Well? Then let's hand over this task to the guard battalion!" When Zhao Feng heard this, wasn't the army Cheng Yu said the same as the thousand guard battalions he brought?

"Guard Battalion? I don't know how long it takes for this guard camp to travel through the mountain jungle?" Cheng Yu asked.

"If you want to travel through Daxing Mountain, you can travel through the road in about half a day. The guard camp's training for mountain jungle is common!" Zhao Feng smiled. As early as the beginning of training, Zhao Feng wrote the survival of the wild and the travel through the jungle into the training outline of the guard camp.

"That's great! Even if we only have 5,000 people, it is not impossible to defeat 50,000 people!" Cheng Yu said.

"Let's go back with me, let's study it carefully!" As he said that, Zhao Feng pulled Cheng Yu and walked quickly towards the camp.

When they returned to the military camp, the two discussed again and finally made up the plan. After the discussion, Zhao Feng summoned the generals to the tent.

"Dian Wei, I'll give you half a day and order you to lead a thousand guard battalions across Daxing Mountain. I'll wait for an opportunity to attack the Yellow Turban Army tomorrow morning!" Zhao Feng ordered.

"Yes!" Dian Wei took the order excitedly.

"Zhang Fei, go and call the battle early tomorrow morning! Be sure to kill the opponent's general!" Zhao Feng said again.

"Get orders!" Zhang Fei said with a finger and rubbed his hands.

"Zilong, follow me tomorrow and take charge of the army!"

"No!" Zhao Yun held his fists and took the order.

The Yellow Turban Army and Youzhou Army had no movement throughout the day, and the general seemed to have a tacit understanding of the situation for one day.

The next morning, Zhao Fengjun got up early to cook meals. After dinner, he led his army to the Yellow Turban Army camp to challenge.

"Report! There is a team of officers and soldiers outside, about 4,000 people, calling out outside the camp!" the soldier reported.

"Yeah? Four thousand people?" Cheng Zhiyuan said, "All 50,000 of us have been repelled. These four thousand people are not easy to capture, and I will take my war horse!"

After saying that, Cheng Zhiyuan put on the battlefield and came to the outside of the camp with his deputy general Deng Mao.

"Where did the baby come from? I want to challenge me with 4,000 people? If you don't want to die, go home quickly! Hahaha!" Cheng Zhiyuan called Zhao Feng's poor 4,000 people and said.

"You Yellow Turban Thief! Get off the horse and surrender quickly. Your Grandpa Zhang, my spear doesn't have eyes!" Zhang Fei shouted.

"Noisy! The person who came to capture him!" Cheng Zhiyuan said furiously.

"Don't be arrogant, see if I, Deng Mao, capture you!" He said that Deng Mao would come forward and take Zhang Fei directly.

"Haha! Eat my old Zhang's spear!" Zhang Fei's spear suddenly stabbed out.

Deng Mao wanted to stop him when he lifted his gun, but how could Zhang Fei's full-strength spear be stopped by a mediocre person like Deng Mao? Before Deng Mao could react, he was stabbed to death by Zhang Fei's spear!

"Oh! Oh!" Under Zhao Feng's instruction, all the soldiers of the Liaodong Army stood up for Zhang Fei and Cai.

"You!" Cheng Zhiyuan broke Deng Mao's vision, and immediately beat his horse and danced his sword, and came straight to Zhang Fei.

"Zilong, go and kill Cheng Zhiyuan!" Zhao Fengdao.

"Yes!" Zhao Yun took out his gun and stopped Cheng Zhiyuan. Cheng Zhiyuan was not Zhao Yun's opponent? As soon as he met, Cheng Zhiyuan was picked up by Zhao Yun!

"Oh! mighty! mighty!" The Liaodong Army became even more vigorous.

"Raise!" Zhao Feng waved his sword.

"Kill!" The powerful army's murderous aura rushed to the bull's fight, and the soldiers shouted in the sky!

Under the leadership of Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei, the Liaodong Army waved the steel knife in its hands and reaped the lives of the Yellow Turban Army.

At the same time, Dian Wei attacked and rushed out from behind the Yellow Turban Army. For a moment, the Liaodong Army attacked internally and externally, and no one dared to fight. On the other hand, the Yellow Turban Army was attacked by enemies from both sides and had no choice but to escape! At this time, the wind was sad, the men cried, the women cried, and the ghosts cried!

"Don't kill those who surrender!" Zhao Feng shouted, and at the same time, the soldiers around him shouted.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

...

Many Yellow Turban soldiers immediately put down their weapons and fell to their knees.

Since most of the Yellow Turban Army are poor people, have no combat experience, and the main general was killed in advance, the number of casualties in the Liaodong Army in this battle was almost zero! A big victory! The big victory of 5,000 to 50,000 completely opened up the name of Zhao Feng, the marquis of Liaodong!

There were nearly 40,000 Yellow Turban Army surrendered in one battle!

"General! General!" At this time, a soldier ran to Yan Yan's tent and reported urgently, "The Yellow Turban Army was defeated! The Yellow Turban Army was defeated!"

"Yeah? What's going on? Tell me slowly!" Yan Yan was overjoyed.

"It is the Marquis of Liaodong. He led 5,000 troops to kill the generals and seize the commander! He defeated 50,000 Yellow Turban Army, killed more than 10,000 enemies, and surrendered for 40,000!" The soldier said.

"Really...really?" Yan Yan couldn't believe his ears.

"Really, general, the villain saw it with his own eyes, otherwise the villain would not believe it!" said the soldier.

"Marquis of Liaodong! Marquis of Liaodong! It's so amazing! I treated him like that the day before yesterday, it's really not right! Take me to see Marquis of Liaodong!" Yan Yan said.

"Yes!" Yan Yan came outside Zhao Feng's camp. At this time, the camp was busy and no one came to pay attention to Yan Yan's arrival.

"Mr. Shan.com, you lead the 200 guard camp and take the 40,000 people back to Liaodong and hand them over to Zhicai!" Zhao Feng ordered Dian Wei, "They are homeless, and I can't ignore them anymore! From now on, Liaodong will be their home!"

"Yes! Lord, I will definitely do it!" Dian Wei Yingnuo.

Logically, thank you, the prisoners, should have been killed, but Zhao Feng did not do that. Regardless of whether they were Yellow Turbans or not, they were essentially the common people and had to rebel. If they could have enough food and dressed well, how could they rebel?
Chapter completed!
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