Chapter 13 dead bodies

In June of the sixth year of Guanghe (AD 184), three generals Zhu Jun, Huangfusong, and Cao Cao formed a coalition with Zhao Qian, the prefect of Runan, Luo Jun, the chancellor of Chen Guo, and Sun Jian, Sima Sun Jian, who led the Xiangyong army. After fighting bloody battles and paying a heavy price of nearly half of the casualties, he finally defeated the Yellow Turban Army in Runan and beheaded its leader, Peng Tuo.The rest of the Yellow Turbans fled north to Yingchuan again, and the officers and soldiers pursued them again and again. With the cooperation of Wang Yun, the governor of Yuzhou, they finally defeated the Yellow Turban forces in the Central Plains outside Yangdi City, and the three counties of Yingchuan, Chen Guo, and Runan were completely pacified.

But at the same time, the Hebei battlefield suffered a major setback.After Bei Zhonglang imprisoned Lu Zhi, Dong Zhuobai, the prefect of Hedong, took over as the general of Dong Zhonglang.Dong Zhuo was unable to control the situation due to the impromptu change of generals.Zhang Jiao took the opportunity to break through from Guangzong.More than half of the officers and troops were defeated and injured, and the Yellow Turban of Hebei crossed the Yellow River again and gathered in Dongjun to cause trouble. This incident not only worsened the battlefield on the North Road, but also changed the regeneration of Jingzhou on the battlefield on the South Road.

Qin Jie, the prefect of Nanyang, relied on powerful soldiers and horses to gain a foothold, but after defeating Zhang Mancheng, he massacred the Yellow Turbans and surrendered the crowd.The brutality of the local tyrants aroused dissatisfaction among the people, and with Zhang Jiao's encouragement to break through and go south, the Nanyang Yellow Turbans rebelled again. With Han Zhong, Zhao Hong, and Sun Xia as leaders, they conquered Wancheng and gathered more than 100,000 rebels. Due to this severe situation, the imperial court ordered Zhu Jun and Huangfusong's main force to divide into two groups: Huangfusong went north to crusade against the Yellow Turban in Hebei, and Zhu Jun led the other half of the troops to go south to quell the riots in Nanyang.

After Huangfusong was ordered, he defeated the rebel army crossing the river in Cangting and captured its leader Bu Si alive. At this time, Zhang Jiao, the supreme leader of the Taipingdao and Yellow Turban Uprising, died of illness, and the Hebei Yellow Turban Army quickly fell into a downturn.Huangfusong took the opportunity to regroup the defeated army, and once again pressed Guangzong, using the tactic of waiting for work to defeat the enemy again, beheading "General Rengong" Zhang Liang, and capturing and killing more than 80,000 Yellow Turban soldiers.After taking down Guangzong, the officers and soldiers opened Zhang Jiao's coffin and sent his head to the capital.In November of the same year, Huangfusong continued to go north and surrounded Xiaquyang. This was already the last stronghold of the Yellow Turban in Hebei, and victory was imminent.

Just when Huangfu Song was winning consecutive battles, the battle situation in Nanyang County fell into a stalemate. After Zhu Jun went south to join forces with Jingzhou Inspector Xu Que and Nanyang Prefect Qin Jie, he beheaded the Yellow Turban leader Zhao Hong.However, since the siege of Wancheng, the Yellow Turban Army could not hold on. From June to November, the government and army organized countless attacks, but they still failed to conquer Wancheng. Emperor Liu Hong was very dissatisfied with this, and repeatedly sent envoys to urge the war to be invalid, and called a court meeting to discuss the arrest of Zhu Jun for the crime of slack war.Sikong Zhang Wenjin, who had just been promoted, said: "In the past, Qin used Bai Qi, Yan Ren Le Yi, all of which have been for a long time, and they can defeat the enemy. If you want to fight Yingchuan, it will be effective, and lead the teacher to the south, and the strategy has been set. What military strategists are afraid of, should be a holiday month, and blame him for his success." Liu Hong therefore said that he would let Zhu Jun go for now.But because of Lu Zhi's lessons learned, Zhu Jun was very anxious.At that time, Cao Cao was also in Zhu Jun's army.

"The imperial court has sent a war document again!" Zhu Jun no longer had the demeanor of a generation of wise generals at this time, pacing up and down in the Chinese army tent with his hands behind his back, like a hungry wolf trapped in a cage, "If not With the help of Zhang Wenmeiyan, I am already on the way to Luoyang. All our soldiers combined are only 18,000 people, and there are more than 100,000 rebels in Wancheng. Not to mention conquering, even maintaining the status quo of siege difficulty!" Cao Cao tightened his cloak - since he left Beijing in early spring, it is already winter.His eyes were a little dull, and his beard and hair were messed up like wormwood.The battle of Xihua caused huge casualties, and less than half of the 3,000 riders he brought out are now left.Zhang Zibin, Qin Jie, Zhao Ci, Su Dai, Bei Yu and others present here also had sad faces.

Zhu Jun stopped his steps and held the handsome case: "With our small force, if we want to win, we have to surround and not fight until they run out of food and grass. But the emperor didn't give us time at all, he is going to kill me Forced..." "In my opinion, we can only maintain the status quo." Cao Cao said helplessly, "If the emperor refuses, I will write another letter to my father, telling him to think of a way and delay it." "It's useless, one can't have two. Besides, the ten permanent servants are afraid that someone will make meritorious deeds and win favor, so I don't know how many slanderous words have fallen into Wansui's ears. If this matter continues, even your father and Zhang Wen will fall into trouble." Complain. It’s fine if I go to prison, I can’t implicate a lot of people to follow me.” Zhu Jun scratched his messy beard, looked at Qin Jie and the others, and sighed: “If you think about it carefully, you won’t be able to break into Wanwan. Is there a shortcut to the city? You are all from Jingzhou, haven’t you heard that there is a secret way in Wancheng?”

Qin Jie shook his head, feeling that what Zhu Jun said was unreasonable.The Zhao Ci, Su Dai, and Bei Yu he led were all local tyrants in Jingzhou, who were born and raised here, if there was a secret way, they would have said it a long time ago, so why did they delay for several months. Zhang Zi also said: "From the perspective of the last general, the yellow scarves outside Wancheng are completely flat. It is better to send people into the city to persuade them to surrender. Firstly, we can quickly secure the return of Nanyang County's army and report victory, and secondly, it will save lives when the city is destroyed."

"I think it's okay." Cao Cao immediately agreed, he was a little tired of the battlefield now. "This won't work! Absolutely not!" Zhao Ci waved his hands again and again, "These thieves have never been loyal. They have already surrendered after beheading Zhang Mancheng. Isn't this another rebellion? This time we can't allow them to surrender again." Bei Yu also booed: "That's right, these people are stubborn and must be eradicated." "Bah!" Cao Cao couldn't hold back his anger, "You have the guts to say weeds and roots! If you didn't massacre the people to arouse public anger, why would you force them to rebel again?"

"That's not a commoner, it's a traitor." Bei Yu argued. "Before you became a thief, you weren't a commoner? It's not enough to force them back, but you have to kill them all. Do you have any conscience?" Cao Cao was furious. Zhao Citeng stood up: "Cao Mengde, don't be crazy here. Jingzhou is our home! Our clan lands are all here. If the traitors are surrendered hastily, you shake your sleeves and go back to your order. If they turn back again We'll wipe your ass! You only want to get promoted and get rich, you are greedy for life and afraid of death, have you considered our wealth and life?"

"Your conscience is too dirty, isn't it?" Cao Cao patted his chest, "I risked my life and led three thousand people to raid the Changsha, and lost most of my brothers for the first battle of Xihua. You actually said that I was greedy for life and afraid of death? My father Who can say a word about me in Luoyang City when Da Honglu is in power? If I were greedy for life and afraid of death, I wouldn’t come out to wade into this muddy water!” "Don't say a few words, everyone is for the country..." Zhang Zi wanted to persuade him, but he was a literati, and no one in the military camp took him seriously. Zhao Ci glanced at Zhang Zi and said, "I don't care about Jiangshan Sheji, but Jingzhou is our one-acre three-point land, and our own property can be preserved." "Bold! Do you still have an imperial court in your eyes on your one-acre-three-point land?" Cao Cao took it seriously. Zhao Ci was a rough man, he dared to say anything: "What's wrong with the emperor? The emperor is using Lao Tzu's soldiers now! I don't eat the food and pay of the court, so don't tell me these big principles." "Speaking of this, do you want to rebel too?" "On the contrary, you were forced out by corrupt officials like you!" The more they talked, the more angry they became, and they were about to roll up their arms and sleeves. Qin Jie and Su Dai hurriedly hugged each other and tore them apart.Instead of persuading Bei Yu, he sat aside with a sneer and said, "Hmph! I've seen it through, the world is fucking over. It's a favor to help the officers and soldiers, and it's duty not to help. Why don't we take the brothers home and put Once the gate of the courtyard is closed, I don't care what the sky is like!" "Shut up!" Zhu Jun clamored for the handsome case, "When is it, you are still fighting in the nest! It's really nothing to do, go to the front and supervise the battle with Xu Qi! Whether it's an official or a private soldier, If you don't take down Wancheng, no one will have a good fruit to eat! Sit down for me!" After all, he is the commander-in-chief. After such an attack, everyone dared not speak, and sat down blankly, sighing.At this time, the curtain of the big tent was raised, and Sun Jian limped in, "What are you arguing about? Since the court has ordered it, let's fight." Sun Jian, courtesy name Wentai, was born in Fuchun, Wu County. He was the same age as Cao Cao, but he was eight feet tall and handsome.It is said that he is a descendant of Sun Wuzi, but he does not have the reserve of a wise general like his ancestors. On the contrary, he has more courageous spirit, and he will charge forward in battle regardless of life and death.Sun Jian once participated in the battle to suppress Xu Shao's rebellion as the captive captain, and it was at that time that he met Zhu Jun.This time Zhu Jun is the general, the first thing is to ask him, a little fellow from his hometown, to pull a team to help out.Sun Jian lived up to his entrustment and brought more than a thousand brave men with him. He showed his prowess in the Battle of Xihua and chased down the enemy general Peng Tuo.However, he was also injured by the rebellious army, and he fell in the grass and could not move. Thanks to the green horse he was riding on, he ran back to the camp and neighed continuously, so the soldiers realized that there was something wrong. survived. Zhu Jun looked at Sun Jian sternly: "If we attack with all our strength regardless of losses, how sure do you think we are of winning Wancheng?" "Your majesty is urging you so much, you have to fight if you are sure!" Sun Jian found a stool and sat down. "In the opinion of the last general, let's attack the city again, and attack it with all our strength. Anyway, we will not be able to take down Wancheng. , it is better to risk your life to fight with them." "I don't know how many lives will be ruined." Zhu Jun sighed: "But things have to be like this now." "General, I will be the vanguard." Sun Jian asked for orders. "Your leg injury is still not healed, let me do it." Cao Cao persuaded. "Forget it, the soldiers you brought out from Luoyang are all distinguished soldiers, and now more than half of them are dead, how can you explain to these people if you go back after fighting?" Sun Jian tightened his leggings, "I have nothing else but arms Strength, the calf injury is not worth mentioning. I don't believe that Wancheng, which is a tiny place, can turn the sky upside down." "If you don't eradicate this group of people, it's not safe to be a rich man behind closed doors." Su Dai said angrily, "Wentai, I will attack the city with you tomorrow." Qin Jie was quite inspired when he heard this remark: "In this case, I will go too!" "Then I'll go too! I'm going to fight with them." Zhao Ci yelled. "Yes!" Bei Yu also said, "We might as well go to the front line to supervise the battle, anyway, it's such a battle, let's fight it out." "Then it's settled. Tell Xu Yu to retreat to rest first, and then send out troops at Maoshi tomorrow, and mobilize all the troops to attack the city. Even the cooks will have to take the kitchen knife for me!" Zhu Jun made up his mind, waved his hands and stopped talking up. In the early morning of the next day, all 18,000 people from the imperial court and local powerful coalition forces were dispatched.Before attacking the city, Zhu Jun even set the tents of the Chinese army on fire, and vowed not to give up until Wancheng was taken.The Yellow Turban Army has also reached the point where they are desperate. Because of the long-term siege, the defense trenches around Wancheng had already been filled by the officers and soldiers, and the city gates were damaged, which were all repaired with materials from private houses.The city wall was empty, and the gatehouse and female wall were demolished to be used as rolling wood and thunder stones, and then everything was thrown away, so the dead could only be thrown down to guard.The dead people under the city wall are almost piled up into a mountain. There are corpses of yellow turban soldiers, officers and soldiers, and powerful private soldiers. Even if there is no ladder, the dead can climb up. The official army surrounded Wancheng on all sides and began to attack the city.Zhu Jun, Zhang Zibin, Xu Wei, and Cao Cao climbed up the mound of earth and looked down at the city wall from a high position.Today's Wancheng is bare and defended entirely by manpower. You can even see their leaders Han Zhong and Sun Xia waving swords and directing left and right.Some of the officers and soldiers stood on the ladder and stabbed towards the city, while others climbed up the dead to attack.But the Yellow Turban Army seemed to have gone crazy, holding everything that could be used as a weapon and desperately resisting. This battle was fought from Maoshi to Sishi, and the officers and soldiers lost more than 2,000 people. The Yellow Turban soldiers had outdated weapons, and countless dead were lost.The officers and soldiers were unable to climb the city wall, and the Yellow Turban soldiers had no choice but to parry with their hands and feet flustered, so they didn't know when the fight would be over. Suddenly, the Yellow Turban Army demanded a strike and raised the lowered flag to express their willingness to surrender. Xu Yan sighed: "It's finally surrendered, let's retreat a bit and let them open the door." "No way!" Zhu Jun shook his head, "It's hard to stop the war at this stage. They have 100,000 people. We can't suppress them. If we surrender, we will rebel again." "General, let the soldiers come back to rest first, we can't fight like this anymore." Zhang Zibin was about to burst into tears, "In the past, my great-grandfather was able to recruit and accept rebels, so I was a great man. Let them surrender." Zhu Jun's eyes were red at this time. He had spent half his life as a soldier, and he had never encountered such a situation today. He didn't have the heart to drop his book bag with Zhang Zibing, a scholar. There is no one in the world, only rewards and surrenders to win the hearts of the people. Now that the country is unified, only the remnants of the Yellow Turbans are in rebellion. Today they are allowed to surrender, and tomorrow they will rebel if they don’t like it. If they rebel and surrender, will it be over? Don't surrender, keep attacking me!" The order was passed on, the drums of war were loud, and the officers and soldiers fought bravely, but the Yellow Turban Army also resisted even more desperately.Both sides hacked like madmen, and countless dead people rolled down from the wall.From Si time to noon, there was still a stalemate. Zhu Jun was sweating, and his mustache pouted Lao Gao, stomping his feet anxiously, Cao Cao, Zhang Zibing, and Xu Wei didn't dare to say another word.Zhu Jun closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while, then murmured: "I understand, I understand...No! You can't fight like this anymore, even if it gets dark, there will be no results. They have to surrender and can't break through. They will defend desperately. Thousands of people are united, and they are unstoppable, not to mention they have 100,000 people! I am so fucking confused. Meng De, you quickly go down the mountain and pass on my general order to tell our people to pretend to retreat and let them escape. Let's intercept and kill halfway!" "Promise." Cao Cao hurriedly took Lou Yi and Qin Yilu down the mountain, and passed orders around the city respectively.Not long after, all the officers and men retreated, pretending to withdraw their troops. Sure enough, the Yellow Turban Army thought they saw a glimmer of life, so they didn't bother to open any city gates at this time. Han Zhong personally led their soldiers from the north to step on the dead to break through the city. It's all collapsed, and there are really people who are not afraid of death and jump down. Later even the gates of the city were opened, and those yellow scarf soldiers wielding knives, guns and spears, and even hoes and sticks, tore a hole in the northern defense line of the army in an instant. "Chasing!" Zhu Jun shouted, and brought his own soldiers to kill them, and all the troops rushed north to kill.The yellow turban soldiers ran in front, and the officers and soldiers chased after them. They all died.The officers and soldiers slashed and stabbed all the way, killing each one like a scoop of blood.After chasing for more than ten miles, those rebels couldn't run anymore, so they had to kneel down and surrender. Their leader Han Zhong ran in the front, and seeing that the situation was over, he threw his knife and waved in surrender.At this time, Qin Jie rushed up on a fast horse! He had already beheaded Zhang Mancheng and put an end to the Nanyang Rebellion, but it was because of Han Zhong's rebellion that the war resumed.At this time, Qin Jie didn't care whether the enemy surrendered or not. He raised his big knife and cut Han Zhong in half with too much force. "Oh!" Cao Cao almost scolded from behind, "You fucking...you can't kill me!" As soon as Han Zhong died, the Yellow Turban Army who had knelt down and surrendered was horrified. Since surrendering cannot survive, keep running!It was impossible to run north, so I turned around and ran back.The dark team ran back, and the officers and soldiers panicked. The rear team changed to the front team, turned their horses and continued to kill. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of enemies, and most of them have not yet escaped from the city. Although some of those who came out were killed or escaped by chance, many people still squeezed back. Keep going.Those who didn't go in were unlucky, all of them were killed by the officers and soldiers, and there were as many as 10,000 according to rough estimates. But seeing that the victory that had already been won had returned to the original point, the siege battle had to start again. At this time Sun Jian burst out from the rebellious army: "Today's matter must take Wancheng, follow me if you are not afraid of death!" After shouting, he abandoned his horse and was the first to climb the ladder with a sword in his hand. His legs are no longer lame.Some people climbed up, and others pushed the ladder cart to the edge of the city.Seeing that he was still nearly a zhang away from the city wall, Sun Jian suddenly jumped up and landed on the city wall like an eagle, and chopped down two people with his sword. This action immediately reversed the situation, he swung his sword and slashed left and right, finally protecting that position.The soldiers behind also went to the city, and the two armies fought hand-to-hand, and the Yellow Turban Army was no longer an opponent.One ladder was succeeded, followed by seven or eight ladder vehicles successfully approaching the city wall, the soldiers surged up like a tide, and Su Dai, Bei Yu, and Zhao Ci also went to the city like crazy with their weapons. At the beginning, the rebels were still fighting on the city, but when they saw more and more soldiers ascending the city, they abandoned the city wall and fled into the city.The officers and soldiers rushed into the city from the top of the city again, someone killed a bloody road and opened the east gate, and there was a sudden chaos. As soon as the east gate was opened, the cavalry of the official army also had a place to use.Cao Cao and Qin Jie rushed in with their soldiers first.I saw fighting everywhere in Wancheng, some yellow scarf soldiers tore down the door panels of the houses to cover the battle, and some stood on the houses and threw tiles.Regardless of the officers and soldiers rushing forward, many fell to the ground and were beaten to death with random sticks.The corpses of both sides filled the streets, and the horse team behind could only trample the corpses.After fighting for nearly half an hour in the crowded streets, someone shouted: "Sun Xia has brought someone out of the west gate!" Looking at the current situation, if Sun Xia is not eliminated, this battle will never end.The officers and soldiers rushed out of Ximen again at all costs.Su Dai, Bei Yu, and Zhao Ci were all seriously injured, and most of the private soldiers they brought were almost dead. Xu Wei and Zhang Zi led their troops to maintain Wancheng, and only Zhu Jun was left leading Cao Cao and Qin Qin. Jie and Sun Jian continued to lead troops in pursuit of the defeated bandits. Seeing that Sun Xia's last team had already run for more than ten miles, the officers and soldiers were desperate to catch up.The one in front wanted to escape, while the one behind was in a hurry to risk their lives. The two teams were chasing each other on the open plain of Nanyang. Everyone was sweating profusely, as if they had forgotten that it was a cold winter.Although the official army had many cavalry teams, the Yellow Turban Army knew that falling behind meant death, and their thin clothes lightened the burden, so the two teams always kept a distance of about five miles. Cao Cao tightened his reins and bumped around. He didn't know how long he chased, but he felt that the sun had turned to the west, his throat was thirsty, fatigue and hunger were already tormenting him so much that he couldn't stand up straight. he.In a daze, I realized that the dark enemy army in front of me was no longer moving. This is at the foot of Jingshan Mountain in Xi'e County, and history is destined to destroy the Yellow Turban Army in this place.Those hungry and overworked peasants couldn't run anymore. They had endured hard work for half their lives, and after all their physical strength was inferior to that of the officers and soldiers. Facing the Jingshan Mountains lying in front of them, they no longer had the strength to cross the mountains and continue to flee.Seeing that the officers and soldiers had caught up, Sun Xia squeezed out from the crowd, and shouted to the officers and soldiers with open arms: "We surrender! We surrender! Don't..." Before he finished shouting, Sun Jian urged his horse forward and cut off his head with a knife.That headless body didn't fall down, it was still spraying angry blood towards the sky! "Kneeling and begging for mercy is death! Let's fight!" The peasants who fell on the ground and gasping for breath jumped up again, waving all the things they could carry, and faced the cavalry of the officers and soldiers.In an instant, everyone was killed like a blood gourd, with only yellow scarves and iron helmets as signs.War horses neighed and rushed back and forth, and in winter, swords and guns collided with agricultural tools, and sometimes sparks shot out.The severed head was trampled and kicked and rolled around, and the stabbed horse struggled feebly until it was trampled into a puddle of flesh.From a distance, the gurgling blood seemed to form pools of blood, which gradually solidified, turned purple, and turned black.This time it was even more tragic than the Battle of Xihua. I don't know how long they fought, but the Yellow Turban Army finally lost their last fighting spirit, and they didn't even have the strength to run away. They all sat down on the ground, waiting for death with dull eyes.The officers and soldiers were like angry hammers, digging out seas of blood.This is no longer war, but massacre! Cao Cao stopped his horse and looked at the soldiers who were beheaded and killed all around. There were blood everywhere, stumped limbs and broken arms everywhere, and heart-piercing wailing everywhere.He felt as if he was in a sea of ​​blood in hell, and he shouted loudly: "Enough! Enough! Don't kill any more!" But no one listened to him, those soldiers still vented their resentment like devils.Cao Cao caught sight of Louyi stabbing with a gun not far away, and he caught up with him and grabbed his gun: "Don't kill me! Enough is enough!" Lou Yi was so red-eyed that he grabbed the gun and wanted to stab someone.Cao Cao leaned forward and slapped him back, "Don't kill me! Did you fucking hear that?" "I heard it!" Lou Yi snarled at his master, and then tears poured out like a tide, "Why didn't you kill? Our brothers are gone... Woooo... Open your eyes and see! We How many people are left in the three thousand riders..." He threw away the spear and wept bitterly on the horse, "Why are you fighting? Why are you fighting this damn ghost war!" Yeah, why go to war?Cao Cao looked up at the blood-stained battlefield: the officers and soldiers could no longer be killed, and they all drooped their arms, standing on the ground blankly.The farmers for the rest of their lives are like walking corpses, swaying away from their wounds... Enough is enough, everyone already hates this ridiculous war... Zhu Jun supervised the few remaining soldiers and rushed over. His face was ashen and haggard, as if he had aged ten years in a day: "It's over, it's finally over." "I was wrong... I don't want to go to the battlefield again in my life." Cao Cao gritted his teeth and cried. The blood-red sunset reflects the blood-stained land, and the corpses are scattered all over the field, and everything is silent... In November of the first year of Zhongping (AD 184), Zhu Jun wiped out the Nanyang Yellow Turban Army. At the same time, Huangfu Song of Hebei attacked Xiaquyang, beheaded "General Digong" Zhang Bao, and captured more than 100,000 Yellow Turbans.In order to prevent another rebellion, he massacred all 100,000 people and built a Jingguan with corpses mixed with sand to warn the people. So far, the majestic Yellow Turban Uprising failed completely, and the rest turned to guerrillas, hiding in deep mountains and old forests to continue to resist.The imperial court enshrined Huangfusong as the general of the left chariot and Zhu Jun as the general of the right chariot. Under the protection of the two, Lu Zhi was acquitted.Qin Jie was formally appointed as the prefect of Nanyang, and Sun Jian was promoted to Sima of another department.In addition, Su Dai, Bei Yu, Zhao Ci and others were appointed county magistrates and county magistrates. There are countless local tyrants like them who hold official positions because of their military exploits.This also laid hidden dangers for the later powerful separatist regimes. Cao Cao made great achievements in battle, and was transferred to Yanzhou and Jinan, and became an official of the frontier.However, out of the 3,000 cavalry he brought out from Luoyang, less than 200 of them returned triumphantly.He finally understood that the prestige of any general is forged by killing and blood...