Chapter 60: Don't Let That Guy Xi Chang Get Away

  Nanyang Governor's Mansion.

  Zhang Mancheng paced back and forth under the hall, his face changing from sunny to cloudy.

  Since the capture of Wan City, his subordinates have been taking civilians to fill their armies and become bandits, expanding their forces very quickly. Especially General Zhao Hong, who has an army of 50,000 men, is already posing a threat to his position.

  Zhang Mancheng also had ambitions and could not tolerate his subordinates threatening his position.

  It is said that, having just received a report from his subordinates, Zhao Hong's soldiers clashed with Han Zhong's men, and Zhang Shu suddenly came up with a plan. Not only did he not intervene to mediate, but he also allowed the situation to escalate until the conflict was triggered and both sides started fighting before ordering Han Zhong to handle it. In private, however, he instructed Han Zhong to further expand the situation.

  As long as the situation is expanded, he can take the opportunity to punish Zhao Hong's crime.

  A cold-blooded killing intent flashed across Zhang Man's eyes, and a ferocious cold smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

  "The general is in trouble!"

  In the midst of anxious shouting, a personal soldier rushed in with a look of anxiety on his face, without even making a bow, and hastily shouted: "General Han Zhong and General Zhao Hong had a disagreement and engaged in a fierce fight, and General Zhao Hong was killed."

  "What?"

  Zhang Mancheng was shocked and hastily asked in a stern voice: "How could Zhao Hong be killed? Who killed him?"

  He wanted to kill Zhao Hong, but he didn't expect that Zhao Hong would be killed so quickly.

  How could Zhao Hong have 50,000 troops under his command? Even if he wanted to kill him, he would still have some scruples. At least, he should find a suitable excuse and reason. In theory, Han Zhong is unlikely to kill Zhao Hong.

  However, Zhao Hong was killed now, and Zhang Mancheng really didn't dare to believe it.

  The guard hastily said, "I don't know either, General Zhao Hong and General Han Zhong led their men in a fierce battle, and in the chaos, it's unclear who killed General Zhao Hong. Now General Zhao Hong's men have rushed to General Han Zhong's camp to avenge General Zhao Hong."

  "What? How could this be?"

  Zhang Mancheng was truly shocked this time, and the development of things had somewhat exceeded his expectations.

  Zhao Hong must be killed, but the 50,000-strong army under Zhao Hong's command absolutely cannot be allowed to fall into chaos.

  Zhang Mancheng wanted to find a reasonable excuse to kill Zhao Hong because he didn't want the 50,000 troops under Zhao's command to mutiny.

  However, things have now developed in a direction he least wanted to see.

  The guard's face was covered in sweat as he hastily said: "I don't know either, it's all messed up, everything is completely messed up."

  "Go take a look."

  Zhang Mancheng let out a loud cry, his face already ashen to the extreme, and rushed out in large strides.

  In less than half a short time, the city was completely chaotic. The cries of killing and wailing intertwined into one piece, and the streets were filled with shouting and running Yellow Turbans, and some people had already begun to take advantage of the chaos.

  Unrestrained by discipline, these Yellow Turbans displayed extremely powerful destructive power.

  More than 100,000 Yellow Turban rebels either had no way out and rebelled, or their homes were destroyed and they had to follow the thieves. Although they temporarily settled in Wan City, they were very confused about the future and did not know if they could see tomorrow's sun. In this situation, emotions are extremely unstable, and a small spark is enough to make these rioting troops riot.

  Over a million rioting soldiers suddenly erupt in violence, causing destruction that is almost unimaginable.

  The Yellow Turbans, in a frenzy of madness, didn't care about anything, smashing whatever they saw and burning down houses. Some even committed bestial acts, publicly raping women who had been caught up in the chaos of war, and fighting each other to grab them, stabbing people with knives.

  What's more, there are those who have lost their conscience and gone mad, killing women after raping them, even mutilating their corpses, reaching the extreme of inhumanity.

  Zhang Mancheng saw all the way, only to see the streets and alleys like a human hell, unbearable, even with the yellow scarf bandits who had killed red eyes, drew their knives and chopped towards the soldiers beside him, and couldn't help but burst into thunder.

  "Kill them, kill all these rioting beasts."

  Zhang Mancheng let out a loud roar, and hundreds of his personal soldiers immediately charged forward, cutting down the dozens of Yellow Turbans who were rushing towards them with their swords, turning them into minced meat, opening up a bloody path, and galloping eastward on horseback.

  Just turned a street corner, unexpectedly another group of rioters rushed over from the front.

  This group of rioters had several hundred people, each with bloodstains on their bodies, seemingly having killed quite a few people.

  "Kill, kill me hard."

  Zhang Mancheng was furious, hating that he couldn't kill all the rioting civilians and feed them to dogs. He drew his sword and let out a loud roar.

  Hundreds of imperial guards rushed forward and clashed with the surging rioters at the street corner.

  In the chaos, Zhou Wu led four attendants and was rapidly approaching Zhang Mancheng.

  Zhang Mancheng had just cut down three enemy soldiers who were rushing up, when suddenly a shadowy figure pounced from the left side. As he hastily turned his head, he saw a man flying through the air to attack him, with a gleaming horse sword that seemed to flash like flowers in front of people's eyes, reflecting a cold and fierce glint.

  "Looking for death."

  Zhang Mancheng didn't think twice and swung his knife back in a slash.

  Right!

  In the midst of the clashing steel, Zhang Mancheng's slashing horse knife was knocked back at an even faster speed, and the thick back of the knife heavily smashed into Zhang Mancheng's forehead, directly knocking him off his horseback, never to get up again.

  A follower rushed up and beheaded Zhang Mancheng with one knife, then quickly retreated.

  "Fall back and return to camp."

  Zhou Wu saw that the assassination plan had been successfully completed and immediately called out, leading his four followers to retreat.

  According to the plan set by Yi Chang, first provoke a fierce battle between the soldiers under Han Zhong and Zhao Hong, then take advantage of the chaos to kill Zhao Hong, and lead the five armies under Zhao Hong's command to rise up in revenge, triggering a rebellion among the troops. Then, bring Zhang Mancheng to suppress the riot, and take advantage of the chaos to kill Zhang Mancheng. The entire plan is not particularly brilliant, but it is closely linked and extremely vicious.

  Not only did he kill Zhao Hong, but also took advantage of the chaos to get rid of Zhang Mancheng, and the plan went very smoothly.

  However, it was also thanks to the fact that this group of Yellow Turbans had no discipline at all, which made it easy to trigger a riot. Otherwise, if the Yellow Turban thieves did not rise up, Zhang Mancheng would have found it difficult.

  Zhang Mancheng did not die, even if Zhao Hong was killed, there would be no opportunity to recruit Zhao Hong's troops.

  Fortunately, the plan went very smoothly, and Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong both died.

  As for Han Zhong...

  Zhou Wu's mouth curled up with a cold smile, Han Zhong was also a useless person, but this useless person still had some use, when the government army arrived in Nanyang, they would still have to rely on Han Zhong to take the lead.

  Ten attendants would not fight to the death with government troops. If they wanted to escape, someone had to hold off the government troops in front of them.

  After Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong's death, Han Zhong had become the number one figure of Nanyang Yellow Turbans. Using him as a scapegoat to resist Huangfu Song and Zhu Hui's elite imperial army was more than suitable. Only by doing so could he save his own strength and retreat safely.

  Now that Zhang Mancheng and Zhao Hong have been killed, it is time to suppress the riot of the rebels.

  Zhou Wu and four attendants galloped back to the military camp, where the five attendants who had been left behind were already arrayed and ready to set out.

  "Set out, quell the riot at once."

  Time was pressing, Zhou Wu had no time to say more, and with a wave of his hand, he ordered the 8,000-strong army under his command to set off immediately.

  It's not hard to trigger the Yellow Turban Rebellion, but the destructive power of this mob is quite astonishing. Now only a small part of them have come out to make trouble, if it drags on for too long and the rebellion gets bigger, it won't be so easy to suppress it then.

  The eight thousand troops surged out and quickly rushed out of the camp.

  Twenty followers unified troops dare not speak of expeditionary warfare, but training troops obtained Zhou Jian's six true legacies.

  Although they were also Yellow Turbans, the eight thousand strong army under Zhou Wu's command not only consisted entirely of robust men, but their discipline was also many times stronger than that of other rebel forces. At least before receiving permission, no one dared to run out of the military camp.

  As for equipment, the 8,000 soldiers were mostly armed with wooden spears and bamboo swords, but they were more neatly dressed than other rebel troops. No one carried farm tools such as hoes or shovels, and nearly a thousand soldiers wore leather armor looted from the city after its fall.

  Zhou Wu had just galloped out of the camp when he suddenly remembered something, hastily reined in his warhorse and turned to Li Qi: "That guy Xi Chang is extremely cunning, leaving a hundred soldiers to guard me makes me uneasy. We absolutely can't let him get away. So, you and Zhou Dong, go personally keep an eye on Xi Chang, under no circumstances can he be allowed to slip away in the chaos."

  "Yes."

  Li Qi and Zhou Dong hastily responded with a "yes" and turned their horses around, galloping away quickly.

  "Go."

  Zhou Wu let out a loud roar and waved his hand, leading the 80,000-strong army in a charge towards the East City.