After receiving Xu Yu's letter of help from the Yellow Turbans, Huangfu Song, who had just pacified the Yingchuan Yellow Turban, led 20,000 officials and Xingchi to help without saying a word.

In Wancheng, Zhao Hong was supported as the commander of the Yellow Turbans in Nanyang. After seeing Huang Zhong's power, Zhao Hong directly seized the city and defended him. The 30,000 official troops outside the city could not take him for a while. The emperor Liu Hong urged several edicts to quell the rebellion as soon as possible. Huangfu Song was so anxious that he had to go around in a row. In the end, he had to seek help from Yang Fan from Jizhou.

After two months of reorganization, Yang Fan's military strength has reached 50,000, and his combat power is even greater than before. First, there are 2,000 people under Gao Shun's camp (not that Yang Fan is unwilling to expand, but this camp is too expensive and food and equipment); secondly, Zhang Liao's 30,000 Youzhou soldiers completely got rid of the hat of new recruits after two major battles; finally, Guan Yu's cavalry also expanded to 1,500 people, plus Guan Hai's 20,000 Qingzhou soldiers, whose combat power is far greater than before.

In order to unify the order, Yang Fan immediately awarded three titles to the three ministries, which would facilitate future management. First, Gao Shun's camp; second, Zhang Liao's Youzhou camp; finally Guan Yu's Qingzhou camp.

On this day, Yang Fan received letters from Xu Yan and Huangfu Song for help, and then he quickly summoned the chief general of the third battalion and his deputy to the government office to discuss matters.

"Everyone, I have read the letter, I don't know what I think? But it's okay."

Yang Fan glanced at the generals in the hall, Gao Shun, Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Zhou Cang, Guan Hai, and Zhang Shiping, and thought that he had been defeated by these famous generals without realizing it. He suddenly sighed in his heart.

"Lord, our army is now strong and has abundant food and grass. It is the time to send troops."

Zhang Shiping was in charge of logistics and took the lead in saying.

"Lord, Liao asked for a fight."

Zhang Liao, the leader of Youzhou Camp, immediately stood up and clasped his fists.

"Lord, Yu asks for a fight!"

Guan Yu was a proud man, but when he saw Zhang Liao taking the lead in asking for battle, he quickly stood up and said.

"Haha, I think Wen Yuan and Yun Chang have been holding back this time. Well, the general is strong and brave. Fan is very pleased. This way, Youzhou Camp is the vanguard of our army and will go south immediately; Qingzhou Camp will be the central army, and we will set off tomorrow with our general; Zhang Shiping is responsible for escorting food and grass, and we will draw 10,000 soldiers from Qingzhou Camp to cooperate."

Yang Fan then stood up and ordered.

"promise!"

The generals quickly agreed, among which Zhang Liao was the happiest.

"Wen Yuan, be careful and remember not to be careless."

Looking at Zhang Liao who was as happy as a child, Yang Fan immediately spoke and reminded him.

"Don't worry, lord, Liao Ding will not lose his reputation as lord."

Zhang Liao quickly responded.

"Well, then go and prepare for the trip! You guys, too!"

Yang Fan had high hopes for Zhang Liao and said now.

"promise!"

Zhang Liao, Guan Yu and others immediately took the order and left.

"Why is the lord so depressed?"

After the generals left, Zhang Shiping asked.

"I don't know, for some reason, my eyelids keep twitching. Forget it, there are no large numbers of Yellow Turban bandits in the north now, so I must be too worried."

Yang Fan was more anxious about the strategist than before, and he thought that if there was a strategist by his side, he would not need to be so tired.

"Wenyuan has been following his lord for almost a year. He is bold and careful in his work, cautious and cautious, and there will be no trouble!"

Zhang Shiping quickly spoke out to comfort him.

"Yeah, what Shiping said is reasonable. I probably am too careful!"

Yang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, thinking that he had some kindness as a woman.

The next morning, Yang Fan led the Qingzhou Camp and the camp left Guangzong City. But after walking for several miles, he saw a group of defeated troops. When he arrived, he found that it was Zhang Liao, Zhao Yun and others.

"Lord, you will be disappointed in the future."

Zhang Liao was covered in dust and was covered with sword wounds. Zhao Yun next to him looked like this.

"What the hell is going on? Say!"

Yang Fan rode on the horse and glanced at it briefly. It was only a few thousand. He was shocked and immediately said in a deep voice.

"Liao Wuyan faces his lord, but he is the brothers in Youzhou Camp."

Zhang Liao pursed his lips tightly, and finally pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed at his neck.

"Stop him!"

Yang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he said loudly.

'when!'

Everyone in the field, Zhao Yun was quick-witted and saw him pulling out the battle knife and knocking the knife in Zhang Liao's hand away.

"Master, I..."

Zhang Liao knelt in front of Yang Fan and cried loudly, and immediately expressed his aggrievance.

"It is normal for each other to win and lose, Wen Yuan must not despise himself. Remember, don't do such a fool in the future."

Yang Fan quickly turned over and dismounted, helped Zhang Liao up and said.

"Master!"

Zhang Liao was inexplicably moved and didn't know how to speak.

"Okay, a man is a real man, what's the point of crying?"

Yang Fan patted Zhang Liao's arm and cursed.

"Zilong, what's going on? There are 30,000 people in Youzhou Camp, but now there are less than two thousand left?"

Yang Fan was really strange. Who else in Jizhou has the courage to attack the official army?

"Master..."

Zhao Yun was quite rational and immediately told him what he had happened last night.

It turned out that after receiving Yang Fan's order yesterday, Zhang Liao led the Youzhou Camp all the way south. When the camp was set up in the evening, they were still fine. But for some reason, after the soldiers had supper, they were soft and vomiting and diarrhea. Fortunately, Zhang Liao had taken people to check around and did not eat, so he escaped. At this moment, tens of thousands of people with yellow turbans suddenly appeared around the camp outside the camp. The group of people rushed into the camp and killed everyone without mercy.

Seeing that things were not done, Zhang Liao hurriedly took the remaining troops and horses to break through the siege. However, several leaders of this group of bandits were not ordinary people. Several of them surrounded Zhang Liao and several of them besieged Zhao Yun. Finally, with the help of their soldiers, they escaped from the sky.

"Where did you meet the siege?"

Yang Fan asked quickly.

"In the territory of Zhao!"

Zhao Yun was originally from Jizhou, so he replied immediately.

"In Zhao State? Yun Chang."

Yang Fan frowned and said immediately.

"The last one will be here!"

Guan Yu hurriedly stepped out and responded.

"You lead the cavalry to Zhao State to investigate, remember to bring your own food."

The cavalry and horses were fast, but Yang Fan decided to investigate first before making plans.

"promise!"

Guan Yu immediately took the order and left.

"The entire army immediately withdrew from Guangzong and made plans after Guan Yu returned."

Zhang Liao's disastrous defeat immediately gave Yang Fan a heavy hammer in his heart, and then ordered.

In the following days, the news of Yang Fan's miserable defeat swept across Jizhou like a gust of wind. For a while, people were panicked, and the people even closed their doors and did not dare to go out to the streets.

On this day, the soldiers came to report that there was a poor scholar outside the door asking for advice and said that there was a plan to defeat the enemy.

After hearing this, Yang Fan ordered someone to bring him to meet him.

"Who is yours?"

When the scholar came to the front, Yang Fan looked at the person up and down. Although this person was wearing a coarse linen, he was so majestic that he was filled with a clear air flowing out from his eyebrows, making people look up to him unconsciously.

"I am only a rural teacher, but I dare not become a general because of a bad reputation."

The man took off the gourd around his waist, raised his head and took a few mouthfuls, and smiled freely.

"Fan is all under his command, and his master is a talented man. Why do he despise himself so much? Does he think that Fan is not qualified to know him?"

Yang Fan was not surprised, and said immediately.

"Oh? I wonder who it is?"

The man found a seat and sat down and smiled.

"You guy, how dare you be so unrestrained."

These days, Yang Fan talked with Zhang Liao every day to relieve his sorrow, which made him inexplicably moved. At this time, he saw this strange man unkempt and unruly in front of Yang Fan, and shouted immediately.

"Is this young general Zhang Liao who defeated Zhao State?"

The man was not afraid, and chuckled.

"presumptuous!"
To be continued...