No wonder Zhang Mancheng is arrogant. In the past month, Zhang Mancheng has been in Nanyang, moving all over the country, leading 60,000 of his close relatives and confidants, covering an area of ??800 miles. In addition to encountering a few Wubao who resisted several times, the people in various counties in Nanyang beat gongs and drums and lined the streets to welcome him.
Later, Zhang Mancheng followed Zhao Hong's advice and adopted a gentle policy toward the people in Nanyang County. Especially for some wealthy families who do not want to join the Yellow Turban Army, as long as each person contributes some money and food to ensure that there are not too many weapons in the Wubao, the Yellow Turban Army will not cause trouble to them.
As soon as the Huairou policy came out, there was no obstacle in the entire Nanyang County except for the 10,000 officers and soldiers Qin Jie brought from Xiangyang, Jingzhou.
Later, after Zhao Hong and others attracted and tempted some scholars to join the Yellow Turban Army, the entire Yellow Turban Army in Nanyang has flourished to a strength of 400,000.
Among the 400,000 Yellow Turban troops, there are 80,000 strong men and 100,000 young women. There are also men with slightly weaker physiques, about thirteen to sixteen years old, men over forty-five, and under fifty-five. There are about 150,000 men in this age group.
Although these people did not have much effect after going to the battlefield, in Zhao Hong's eyes, these people were still capable of throwing stones and sticks and transporting some food and grass during the war.
With such great power in his hands, Zhang Mancheng is no longer satisfied with Nanyang County. A few days ago, Zhang Mancheng rushed to Jizhou to ask General Tiangong if he could allocate more territory.
Zhang Mancheng, who was afraid of Zhao Hong's nagging, did not consult with others before and after sending the messenger.
Zhang Mancheng, who originally planned to expand his territory, heard Qin Jie coming to harass him again and again. He became angry, called Zhao Hong, Han Zhong and others, pulled a large group of people, opened the city gate, and rushed out with murderous intent.
"Qin Jie, you corrupt official, come on, come on, let's fight for three hundred rounds." Zhang Mancheng, who led 100,000 troops out of the city, had not even reached the battlefield. The formation, shouting loudly, had already reached the sky above the battlefield.
One hundred thousand Yellow Turban Army, running over. The distance of five miles helped them warm up and stretch their muscles.
Huang was crowded with people, dust was flying along the way, shouts of killing were loud, and the earth was rumbling. The Yellow Turban Army finally arrived on the battlefield.
Among the 20,000 officers and soldiers, several hundred archers lined up and fired at the Yellow Turban Army from a distance. The arrow fell weakly between the two armies. This burst of shooting has a name: "shooting formation feet".
Shooting the foot of the formation means to make the enemy troops coming up stop when the two armies are four arrows away from each other.
The two armies stop first and then look at the generals of the two armies. Next, should we arrange fighting generals or a confrontation?
Huangfu Song¡¯s arrangement was naturally for fighting generals.
After tasting the fruits of victory of the generals in Yingchuan, Huangfu Song already highly praised Xiahou Dun's martial arts. This time Xiahou Dun followed Cao Cao in an ambush, but there were still generals such as Wenpin and Xiao Yang who were proficient in martial arts in the army. Huangfu Song naturally hoped that among the fighting generals, he would first defeat the Yellow Turban Army's prestige.
The first one to take action was Wenpin.
When Zhang Mancheng's Yellow Turban Army arrived on the battlefield, they discovered that this official army was not Qin Jie's Xiangyang Army.
Zhang Mancheng was stunned when Wenpin drew his gun and rushed out of the large group of officers and soldiers.
Wenpin shouted loudly: "Rebels, the heavenly soldiers are here, why don't you quickly dismount and die?"
Zhang Mancheng was furious. He pointed at Wenpin from afar and wanted to command the army to rush over.
Wenpin, who rushed to half the distance between the two armies, had already opened his throat and shouted: "What are you looking at? The one wearing purple clothes and riding a white horse is talking about you."
By the time Zhang Mancheng realized that Wenpin was talking about him, Wenpin had already called the formation: "That rebel, just now he wanted to kill for 300 rounds, but now he has become a coward, don't you dare?"
The originally chaotic Yellow Turban Army suddenly became silent after being shouted at by Wen Pin for a few times.
They watched quietly. On the empty battlefield, Wenpin was alone, riding a bad horse and grabbing a spear. The other hand pointed at the large team of the Yellow Turban Army, and kept shouting.
These Yellow Turbans, who came from peasant families, felt very strange. Who is that person? Will a leopard be brave after eating a bear's heart? With so few people behind you, you dare to rush out and call for formation?
When the two armies calmed down, Wenpin's shouting formation became extremely prominent. Following Wenpin's instructions, everyone stared at Zhang Mancheng.
"Don't you dare? If you don't dare to ride a white horse and wear purple clothes, just go home and drink milk." In response to Wenpin's mocking voice, the 20,000 officers and soldiers burst into laughter.
Zhang Mancheng sighed, shook the spear in his hand, clamped the war horse under his crotch, and flew out like fire and wind.
"Trash officer, please sign up. Today next year will be your death anniversary." This portrait of Zhang Mancheng is extremely powerful.
As the supreme leader of the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army, Zhang Mancheng gained the most after the Yellow Turban Army invaded Wancheng. Not only does it mean food, clothing, housing, and entertainment, but also what he wears is the best among the Yellow Turban Army.
Wearing a jet-black and shiny armor, he wore a golden war hat on his head and a lion belt around his waist. He was holding the Longquan gun that Zhao Hong and others envied.
Zhang Mancheng¡¯s scolding is obviously more eye-catching.
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Zhang Mancheng stood in front of the tide-like sound, and heard the roar behind him like the tide of the Qiantang River. Zhang Mancheng couldn't help but feel proud. I thought to myself: These voices were the result of my own painstaking efforts to pull them out of the fields one by one to fight against the dark court.
Wenpin snorted, galloped his horse as fast as he could, quickened his spear, and shouted loudly: "This is Wenpin Wen Zhongye. Thief, who are you?"
Zhang Mancheng snorted and said: "Wenpin, a nobody, I have never heard of it. I am Zhang Mancheng, the big leader of Nanyang Taiping Road, who is called Qushuai. Today I heard my name and saw my soldiers, It¡¯s time for you to dismount and die.¡±
Both of them were very angry, and as soon as the words fell, the two horses were already close to each other. No more nonsense, the two generals were fighting each other for fifty rounds in an instant.
Hundreds of thousands of horses were so dazzled that they even forgot to call out. Only the two people on the field knew that they had met a real opponent this time.
The two of them mustered up their courage and fought for another fifty rounds. Huangfusong saw that a long time had passed since the two men had a wonderful fight on the field, so he followed his previous plan and said a few words to his confidants.
Several of Huangfu Song¡¯s confidants took a greedy look at the fight in the field. Huangfu Song's military orders were quickly passed down through the layers to the ears of every soldier.
After receiving the military order, Xiao Yang stepped aside and whistled, telling Wenpin on the field that it was time to make a strategy.