Chapter 9 Guan Hai

"Big brother!"

"Lord!"

Zhao Feng and Zhang Fei were neatly dressed, so they hurried to the government office to meet Liu Bei and Guan Yu. When they arrived, Liu Bei and Guan Yu were also fully armed and ready to stop.

"Master, now the four doors are closed. Look, the other party's flag is Guan Hai. He is camping, and just shot a letter." Liu Bei was about to greet Zhang Fei and Zhao Feng. A small schoolman hurried in, with an arrow in his hand and a letter tied to it.

"Pret it up." Liu Bei took the arrow from the little school, took off the letter and read it. His expression was a little strange. Finally, he stared at Zhao Feng for a long time, which made Zhao Feng nervous.

"Brother, what did Guan Hai say in this letter?" Zhang Fei was an impatient surname. Seeing that Liu Bei didn't say a word, he hurriedly asked.

"This Guan Hai said that he heard that Pingyuan County had a bumper grain harvest this year, so he wanted to borrow 100,000 loads of grain." Liu Bei handed the letter to everyone for reading. After reading it, everyone also looked at Zhao Feng with a smile. Pingyuan County used to be often short of food, but now the output has increased greatly with the help of Zhao Feng, but unexpectedly, it has attracted Guan Hai.

"Hey hey!" Zhao Feng was also very helpless about the butterfly effect he caused. Then he looked up and asked Liu Bei, "What is the master's intention?"

"What else can we do? Food is the lifeblood of the country. How can it be delivered to these thieves? Although I haven't fought with the yellow scarf for a long time, I haven't forgotten how to fight. Liu Bei said lightly, but the murderous tone was obvious. Zhao Feng was also excited. He didn't expect that Lao Liu, who had always been pleasant, would also have such a sharp moment.

"In that case, what are we waiting for? Big brother and second brother, I, Lao Zhang, haven't sent it to Lishi for a long time. Today, this Guan Hai will be handed over to me. Zhang Feile rubbed his hands. It was really suffocated. Zhao Feng saw that this could not work. In case you cut Guan Hai according to the past habits and kill a few more of his leaders at most, the yellow scarf of the mob will naturally be scattered as birds and beasts. When Lao Cao was reorganing the Qingzhou army, he didn't take advantage of him for nothing, which didn't work.

"Three generals, slow down, lord, if we disperse these yellow scarves like this, sooner or later they will disturb other places, and they have to think of a perfect solution to this problem." Zhao Feng put forward his own ideas euphemistically. He knew that if he directly said that he would recruit the yellow scarf, even if Liu Bei could accept it, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu would not. Especially for the latter, Liao Hua has been famous for a long time in history, but Guan Yu still inspected him for a long time before accepting him. It's nothing else, just because this guy has done a yellow scarf.

I don't want Liu Bei to misunderstand Zhao Feng's meaning: "What does Bo Tao mean by this? Do you want me to kill all the tens of thousands of yellow scarves?" The tone was a little unpleasant. When Liu Bei followed Huangfu Song to destroy the yellow scarf, Huangfu Song once killed 70,000 prisoners of war. Liu Bei and Cao Qian both tried their best to persuade them, but they both returned because of their humble words.

"The Lord is angry. The peak means that these yellow scarves are a group of crows. They only take risks because of the rampant and unbearable hunger and cold of corrupt officials. Now Zhang Jiao is dead, and the rest are only some local remnants. Why don't we recruit them, which can not only eliminate bandits, but also add tens of thousands of elite soldiers. Seeing that Liu Bei had misunderstood, Zhao Feng did not dare to pretend to be mysterious anymore. He said his thoughts frankly.

"Recruiting?" Liu Guanzhang suddenly looked at each other when he heard Zhao Feng's words. Zhao Feng's advice was too shocking for them. You should know that at the end of the Han Dynasty, killing officials and rebelling was a road of no return, and officials and bandits could only die. Of course, they don't know that a group of bandits will be eager for the court to recruit them in this Shandong land after a thousand years.

"Recruiting is also a good way, but how can we recruit these yellow scarves?" Liu Bei is worthy of being Liu Bei. Although Zhao Feng's proposal is a little novel, he can understand the benefits of doing so with a little thought. Especially once the opponent is recruited, tens of thousands of horses will be added. Although they are all riots now, after training by their brothers and Zhao Feng, they can definitely train tens of thousands of elite soldiers. This ** is too big for Liu Bei.

"In this matter, the yellow scarf is a rag. You just need to capture their leader alive and persuade him to surrender." Zhao Feng said with a smile. Zhao Feng is quite confident in Liu Bei's ability to persuade him. Throughout the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, except for Zhang Ren of Xichuan, there is really nothing that Lao Liu can't persuade.

"It makes sense, second brother, you will fight later, and you must come back alive." Liu Bei also understood a lot after listening to Zhao Feng's words. "No!" Guan Yu clenched his fist to receive the order. Everyone had nothing else to plan with, so they went to the city to meet the enemy together.

At this time, the yellow scarf outside the city had been set up in the camp. Zhao Feng followed Liu Bei to the top of the city. For a moment, he saw that the other party's camp was boundless, and the scene of tens of thousands of horses was really spectacular. At this time, in the largest tent of the Chinese army, several important leaders of the Yellow Turban Army were gathering together to discuss countermeasures.

"Qu Shuai, are we really going to fight with Liu Xuande?" A leader carefully asked the big man sitting on a table in the middle. He was the leader of the yellow scarf - Guan Hai.

"Can we not fight? The old and young in our mountains are still waiting for us to get food for the winter." Guan Hai also said angrily. The composition of the Yellow Turban Army is very complicated, and they are often procrastinating their families to rebel. Young and middle-aged people fight in the army, and the old and weak women and children are hidden in the deep mountains.

"But that's Liu Xuande." The leader didn't go on, but several people in the tent didn't look good. The name Liu Xuande was more terrible to them than any demon. Guan Hai is no exception. He personally remembers that his brother Cheng Yuanzhi was split in less than ten rounds under Guan Yu. Deng Mao, known as the first fierce general of the Yellow Turban, was easily killed by Zhang Fei. His immediate superior, Zhang Bao, the third figure of the Yellow Turban Army, led more than 100,000 people to fight against Liu Bei, but the latter. The arrow was shot to death.

"We have tens of thousands of people, what are we afraid of!" Guan Hai shook his head to cheer up his subordinates. At this time, the sentry came to report that the officers and soldiers in the city went out of the city to fight.

"Bre my knife." Guan Hai breathed a sigh of relief, and his men quickly carried a horse and a knife for him to prepare for battle. At this time, Guan Yu had already gone to the head of the city and led his subordinates to call the battle in front of the other party's camp, while Liu Bei, Zhang Fei and Zhao Feng were all watching the battle at the head of the city. The professional term was called the plunder.

"Guan Yu!" Guan Hai, who had just rushed out of the camp on horseback, saw that the general was the big red face, and suddenly felt a chill behind him. But now the arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Guan Hai has to grit his teeth and call forward.

As for why he had to fight before the melee, Zhao Feng also asked Zhang Fei. In his opinion, wouldn't it be more pleasant to rely on the large number of people? But Zhang Fei only said two words: morale. Zhao Feng immediately understood that in this era of cold weapons, the role that personal ability can play, especially spiritually, is more obvious than that in the era of firearms. Once the fight is won, it will boost morale, and vice versa. In this way, the effect of melee is different from starting a direct fight.

Don't mention Zhao Feng's calculation in his mind, at this time, Guan Yu and Guan Hai's words in the field have started to fight. Guan Hai's martial arts skills are also not bad. A ghost knife wields a tiger. I'm afraid that ordinary people can't cover him. However, Guan Yu is not an ordinary person. In the face of Guan Hai's almost desperate fight, Guan Yu finally found a flaw after more than a dozen rounds. He smashed Guan Hai off the horse with the back of the knife, and then put the tip of the knife against his chest until the soldiers behind him tied him up and took him back to the city.

The door was closed again, and the suspension bridge was also pulled up, leaving tens of thousands of headsless yellow scarf troops at a loss under the city.

"Are you Guan Hai?" At this moment, in the government office of Pingyuan County, Liu Bei sat in the main hall and looked at the big man in front of him and asked.

"The defeated generals, if you want to kill, kill. The death at the hands of Liu Xuande is not an insult to my famous life. Guan Hai said proudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter in the lobby.

Guan Hai was furious. He turned his head and saw that the laughing man was a young general. He immediately refuted angrily and said, "Who are you? I'm Guan Hai's promise to be unyielding. What's so ridiculous?

This young general is naturally Zhao Feng. He took a look at Guan Hai and then said, "I am Zhao Feng, the captain of Liu Shijun's account. I dare to ask the leader, your Yellow Turban Army claims to be on behalf of heaven. Why are the people living in poverty and mourning everywhere over the years? When the world mentions the yellow scarf, everyone hates it. What's the name for such an act?

"This..." Guan Hai was not good at words, and he was immediately asked speechless. It was really difficult for him to open his eyes and tell lies. Liu Bei and others looked at Guan Hai with a funny face at this time. They knew that Zhao Feng's mouth was powerful.

"We also have to. Now, if we don't rely on looting, how can we live?" Guan Hai suffocated for a long time, and only said this sentence.

"There is a door!" When Zhao Feng heard this sentence, he immediately knew that it would not be too difficult for Lao Liu to surrender this time. Sure enough, Liu Bei first comforted him and patted his chest to ensure that he could be taken in after the recruitment. Guan Hai was grateful after being fooled by Liu Bei. Finally, as said in the book, Zhao Feng had to sigh that Liu Bei seemed to have a unique charm, which always made people willing to work hard for him.

Guan Hai is willing to surrender, so it will be better next. He himself walked to the top of the city and asked his subordinates to put down their weapons and surrender. Then Liu Bei sent Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and Zhao Feng to take over the team and reorganize it. At the same time, he sent people to inform the rest of the old and young people hidden in the mountains and fooled them all over.

"Damn, isn't this a little big?" The next morning, Zhao Feng looked at the endless 100,000 people on the head of the city, and he was a little shocked: I didn't expect that there were so many people in charge of Guan Hai's family. Pingyuan County originally had a population of less than 200,000, but now Guan Hai has brought 30,000 troops and more than 90,000 old and young women and children, almost doubling the population.

So, the very realistic question of eating was immediately put in front of Liu Bei.

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