The end of April 184.

General Qin Yu, the chariot and cavalry general, reorganized his military equipment and led a section of the security army under his command, together with three thousand soldiers and horses under the command of Captain Liu Bei. They set out from Jiyang County and ran all the way to Changshe.

When the army passed by Wancheng, Zhang Mancheng looked at the marching team on the city wall of Wancheng. There was no emotion on his face.

Only at the moment when he met Qin Yu's eyes.

There was something indescribably complicated in his eyes.

After the army gradually disappeared into the distant mountains and forests.

Zhang Mancheng finally looked away.

He sighed.

He couldn't help but think of the secret letter that the great virtuous master had given him before.

"Great Master, what are your thoughts..."

"Why do you want me to stay in Wancheng?"

"Our Yellow Turban Army is now unstoppable. If we add the strength of our troops, the battlefield of Changshe can be determined in one battle. When the time comes..."

"Why do I have to wait until the battle of Changshe has a concrete result before I can send troops..."

Zhang Mancheng couldn't understand.

He could only frown and watch Qin Yu lead his army in the direction of Changshe.

There seemed to be a fire burning in Zhang Mancheng's heart.

Why did he have to watch Qin Yu lead his troops to participate in such a great situation and completely disrupt the Changshe battlefield?

Zhang Mancheng has never doubted Qin Yu's strength.

He respected Qin Yu as if he were a god.

If Qin Yu doesn't move.

Zhang Mancheng had no other thoughts about the Battle of Changshe.

As Dafangqushuai, Bocai is one of the few capable people in their Taiping Road.

Among these generous Qushuai, he is a truly capable man of literature and military skills.

It was precisely for this reason that Zhang Jiao sent Bocai to raise troops from Yingchuan and march north to Luoyang.

Even though there were two veteran generals sent by the imperial court, weren't they defeated directly by the Yellow Turban Army led by Bo Cai and trapped in Changshe City?

If it weren't for Bo, he wouldn't want to risk greater losses and attack the city with them.

But I want to attack my heart.

I'm afraid the battle of Changshe has ended by this time.

Zhang Mancheng was very anxious.

He was extremely eager to see the Battle of Changshe end with Bo Cai's victory.

In this case, he could immediately follow the strategy left by the great wise master, immediately raise his troops, march to Yique, and attack Sili at the same time as Bo Cai and others.

Wait until the last great pass that enveloped the Han Dynasty was conquered.

They will be able to complete the strategy of changing the world that was set out from the beginning!

However, although he was anxious, he had to agree with Bocai's approach.

Zhu Jun and Huangfu Song had few soldiers.

They were besieged in Changshe City, but they were able to take advantage of the location.

If we attack forcefully, we will lose too many brothers.

Just surround them and weaken their morale day by day.

In the end, there may be no need to attack at all, and these people will collapse on their own.

By then Bocai will naturally be able to retain a large number of troops.

Only then can we gain a greater advantage in the final battle that changes the day.

Let their purpose of changing the world finally become completely foolproof!

But now...

However, Qin Yu accepted the imperial edict and was granted the title of General of Chariots and Cavalry, and personally led his soldiers to the Changshe battlefield with the intention of providing reinforcements.

Zhang Mancheng suddenly lost confidence in his heart.

After thinking about it for a long time.

Zhang Mancheng said in a deep voice: "Here comes someone!"

Not long after.

A battle report was sent from Wancheng.

He was sent to Changshe battlefield by fast horse.

Changshe.

The station of Bocai Army.

The battle report that had just arrived was immediately presented.

Bocai, his head wrapped in a yellow scarf and wearing a golden sword, is sitting in the tent.

He unfolded the battle report and read the contents of the battle report carefully.

After a moment, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Come, all of you, come and read this battle report."

Bocai waved his hand, and someone immediately took it over respectfully.

The battle report doesn't say much.

It didn't take long before everyone in the big tent had seen it.

"What do you think after reading this?"

Bocai asked with a smile.

Sitting on his right was a strong Huang Jinqushuai who chuckled, with a touch of contempt hanging on the corner of his mouth, and said: "He is just a cavalry general who has just been crowned. He has only four thousand men under his command."

Soldiers and horses, do you still want to fight against hundreds of thousands of us?"

As soon as he said this, everyone around him laughed happily.

Naturally, Bo Cai smiled happily.

He looks very thin. If he were shirtless, he would look like a refugee who has just escaped.

Every rib on the body can be seen very clearly.

There is only a layer of skin and flesh covering the bones on the face.

The messy hair looks a little malnourished and yellow, and some of it is exposed from the side of the yellow scarf wrapped in it.

But even though his appearance doesn't look like he has the temperament of a master.

But no one dared to underestimate him.

Just because Bo Cai's strength is really astonishing.

He seems to have little power, but in fact his body is full of true energy, and he should have been a strong man who has penetrated the eight meridians.

And this was already their strength before the uprising.

After being baptized by the great virtuous master, has Bocai's strength broken through from being able to connect all eight meridians to the state where the true energy is separated from the body?

No one knows this.

But there is no doubt that he is the pinnacle of strength in this world.

The strong ones in the realm of true energy leaving the body can be said to be rare.

As for the final refinement of truth and transformation into Gang, that already belongs to the legendary realm.

In the eyes of the Yellow Turban Army, perhaps only the great sage Zhang Jiao could equal the martial artist's refining power.

And Zhang Jiao serves as their leader.

They don't believe that there is anyone in this world who can compare with the great sage.

After Bo Cai laughed, he looked solemn and said, "But since Zhang Qushuai has already sent this battle report, you can't be so lax."

"Qin Yu, General of Chariots and Cavalry, is no ordinary person. Even though he only has four thousand soldiers and horses, we must be careful."

"What's going on in Changshe City today?"

A person on the side reported back: "As expected by Commander Qu, the officers and soldiers in Changshe City have already shown signs of instability. It is expected that in more than a month, they will be in chaos!"

Bocai nodded.
To be continued...