ebookland Chapter 182: The Yellow Turbans Surrender Cao Cao
Chapter 182: The Yellow Turbans Surrender Cao Cao
Chapter 182: The Yellow Turbans Surrender Cao Cao
Hearing this, Guo Jia took a sip of wine and looked outside. A hint of excitement appeared on his frivolous and arrogant face. He asked, "General, what time is it now?"
Cao Cao glanced outside and said, "June, the summer harvest is coming soon."
Guo Jia wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "It's a time of transition."
Cao Cao sat upright, looking puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean by that, Fengxiao?"
Seeing this, Guo Jia looked more serious. He looked at Cao Cao and said, "General, the Yellow Turban Army went from Qingzhou to Jizhou, Yanzhou, and Xuzhou. It was certainly due to Envoy Zhu's powerful offensive, but it was not entirely due to that."
Cao Cao said nothing and looked serious.
Guo Jia did not keep the secret any longer and said, "The Yellow Turbans often take tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of civilians with them, including the elderly, the weak, women, and children. They do not produce anything, but live on looting. Qingzhou has been plundering for many years and has long been abandoned. The Yellow Turbans cannot plunder food, so they can only find another way out."
A look of realization flashed across Cao Cao's eyes and he nodded slightly.
Seeing that Cao Cao did not ask any more questions, Guo Jia took another sip of wine and said, "Envoy Zhu has been suppressing bandits in Qingzhou for more than a year under the order of the emperor. With his ability, it is not that he cannot suppress the bandits, but that he cannot do so."
Cao Cao frowned and asked, "Why?"
Cao Cao still has self-awareness. His current ability and qualifications are far inferior to Zhu Jun's. Zhu Jun can't even defeat the Yellow Turban Army, so wouldn't his trip be in vain?
Guo Jia said: "There are millions of Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou. Except for a small number that entered Jizhou, Yanzhou, and Xuzhou last year, most of them were blocked by Envoy Zhu in Qingzhou. There are at least two million of them. With so many mouths to feed, even if Envoy Zhu defeated them, what can he do next?"
Cao Cao's expression froze, his narrow eyes widened, and he took a deep breath unconsciously.
How to resettle millions of Yellow Turbans? The money and food required will be incalculable! If they are not properly resettled, the Yellow Turbans will surely rise again!
But in a flash, Cao Cao looked at Guo Jia and asked, "What is the gift that Fengxiao wants to give me?"
Guo Jia picked up the wine pot and took a sip. He felt relaxed intuitively and said with a smile, "Just now, it is the time of shortage. It is not easy for the Yellow Turban Army to survive the winter. Now is the most impoverished time. They are staring at the summer harvest with bloodshot eyes. As long as we don't give them the opportunity to plunder summer grain and promise them money and food, it will be easy to lure tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban Army to surrender. There are many young and strong people in the Yellow Turban Army, and they have experience in battle. After you recruit them, you can get 100,000 people. It should take less than a year to quell the rebellion in Qingzhou!"
Upon hearing this, Cao Cao's breathing became rapid and his narrow eyes narrowed, as if lightning was flickering in them.
If he can pacify Qingzhou, he can be granted a title of nobility!
But Cao Cao quickly calmed down and looked at Guo Jia and asked, "Where will the money and food come from?"
To pacify tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people, a large amount of money and food is needed, and it will not be done in a short time. Otherwise, if they surrender and then rebel again, the consequences will be more serious.
Guo Jia drank his wine and said, "Just now we said that the summer harvest is the period between harvest and harvest. They are farmers. They can harvest from Beihai and Donglai counties first, which will be enough to last until the autumn harvest. Then the general can cultivate the land. With hundreds of thousands of people cultivating the land, the grain produced will probably make the imperial court jealous."
Cao Cao sat up straight, his eyes flashing with a tiger's light, his face twitching with excitement, his fists clenched, and his heart surging like a tide.
Guo Jia has drawn a clear route for him, and this route will greatly satisfy his ambition for "achievement"!
"What should we do?" After just a moment, Cao Cao regained his calm expression, picked up the wine jug, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile.
Guo Jia was deeply impressed by Cao Cao's self-control ability. He said while lying on his side, "General, there was nothing wrong with your previous strategy. It was just a sudden encounter."
Cao Cao nodded and said with a smile: "I plan to attack everywhere."
Guo Jia blurted out: "Day and night."
After saying this, he felt a little regretful and turned to look at Cao Cao.
Cao Cao showed no sign of surprise and laughed, "What Fengxiao said is exactly what I want. I have ordered Miaocai to investigate and we will start tonight."
Guo Jia didn't say anything this time. He drank leisurely and glanced at Cao Cao. He had something to say in his heart.
Cao Cao drank and followed Guo Jia's gaze to the door. His heart was filled with emotions and his face was full of heroic spirit.
That night.
Cao Cao launched three attacks in a night raid on the Yellow Turban Army near Zhuxu County.
I don’t know whether it was because they had never encountered a night attack before or because they underestimated Cao Cao, but the village of 10,000 people was torn to pieces and more than a thousand heads were beheaded.
Cao Cao did not take any prisoners and forcibly drove the Yellow Turban Army away.
Cao Cao did not stop and sent troops directly to Anqiu the next day, pretending to attack. However, after a whole day, he did not actually attack.
That night there was another night attack. This time the Yellow Turban Army was prepared. As soon as Cao Cao discovered it, he withdrew and then walked around the city with drums beating like thunder.
For five consecutive days, the Yellow Turban Army fled without a fight.
In mid-June, Cao Cao was unstoppable and reached Chang'an directly.
It’s still the same old strategy, feint attacks day and night to tire out the enemy.
Cao Cao was riding a horse, looking at the small city of Chang'an, stroking his beard, with a contented look on his face.
Cao Ren stood behind him and said, "General, this small county town actually has more than 100,000 people. I'm afraid it will be difficult to capture it."
With more than 100,000 people defending the city, even if it is not big, it is not easy to take it down if they defend it desperately.
What's more, Cao Cao's plan did not include a forced attack on the city - he wanted people, not a meaningless fight!
Cao Cao looked back and asked, "Where is Fengxiao?"
Cao Ren said, "The military advisor has finished his wine, and he has a bad mouth, so I'll take Miaocai with me to look for him."
With Xiahou Yuan around, Cao Cao was not worried and said, "Keep an eye on the four gates. Don't let them get away without a trace."
"Don't worry, I have arranged everything." Cao Ren said.
Cao Cao hummed, holding the sword in his hand, turning it around quietly - he was a little anxious.
Xiahou Yuan, Xiahou Dun, and Cao Ren had all followed Cao Cao for many years. They were relatives and close brothers.
In the early morning, Guo Jia and Xiahou Yuan returned. Cao Cao came out of Xiahou Dun's room and greeted them. He asked curiously, "Feng Xiao, Miao Cai, where have you been?"
Xiahou Yuan looked at Guo Jia, seeming to want to say something but stopping himself.
Guo Jia drank his wine and said with a smile: "I asked Miaocai to deliver letters to the Yellow Turban troops in Beihai and Donglai."
Cao Cao was startled and asked, "Sending a letter? What letter?"
Xiahou Yuan hurriedly said, "Meng De, the military advisor plans to attract all the Yellow Turban troops from various locations."
Cao Cao looked slightly shocked and asked, "How do you attract him?"
He knew Guo Jia's strategy, which was to continuously drive the Yellow Turban Army eastward, causing them to gather and then decide the outcome in one battle.
Xiahou Yuan said, "My military advisor asked me to pretend to be a Yellow Turban soldier and send people to deliver letters to the Yellow Turban soldiers everywhere, saying that we have brought hundreds of thousands of money and food. In addition, my military advisor also asked me to send people to harvest or burn all the crops growing in the farmland everywhere."
Cao Cao immediately understood, his expression a little obscure, and turned to look at Guo Jia, saying: "Fengxiao, I'm afraid there will be hundreds of thousands of people coming, are you sure?"
Guo Jia drank his wine, smiled calmly, and said, "Don't be in a hurry, let's see how many people come first."
Seeing him like this, Cao Cao knew that he had a plan, so he smiled even more and said, "Come on, Yuan Rang has recovered a lot. Let's drink with him today."
Naturally, everyone had no objection and went into Xiahou Dun's ward with Cao Cao.
The next day, after washing up, a group of people gathered together to discuss the war.
Xiahou Dun wrapped himself tightly, his face still a little pale, and said: "Meng De, I think it's better to surround three of them and leave one missing. If we surround them all, they can eat and sleep in peace."
Cao Cao ate his cake and said, "The main reason is that I am afraid they will leak the news."
Xiahou Dun glanced at Guo Jia and nodded in understanding.
Although they all trusted Guo Jia, they were deeply suspicious of his plan this time.
Qingzhou is so huge, and the Yellow Turban Army has millions of soldiers. Can they really lure tens of thousands of people into surrender?
Xiahou Dun didn’t even dare to think about it!
"General, a letter has been sent from Chang'an City." A soldier came to the door and said.
Cao Cao and Guo Jia and others looked at each other, and waited for Cao Ren to take it. Cao Cao opened it and read it. He couldn't help but look strange, and handed the letter to Guo Jia.
Guo Jia held chopsticks in one hand and a wine pot in the other. He hesitated, put down his chopsticks, took the letter, glanced at it, and couldn't help but smile: "General Huicheng, in Jinan, you destroyed the altar. Your way is the same as Zhonghuang Taiyi. You seem to know, but now you are even more confused. The Han Dynasty is over, and the Huang family should be established. The great destiny of heaven is beyond your ability. Are you trying to persuade the general to surrender?"
Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Ren and others were all startled at the same time. They all grabbed the letter to read it and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Did the Yellow Turban Army really write a letter to Cao Cao to persuade them to surrender?
Cao Cao ate the cake in his hand, clapped his hands, stood up and said, "Don't worry about it, continue to attack the city."
Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Yuan, and Cao Ren also stood up, ready to go out.
It wasn’t really a siege, but it was more real than one.
The 10,000-strong army was so powerful that the people in Chang'an County were thrown into panic.
Three days passed in a row. Cao Cao, watching from a distance, could see that the Yellow Turban Army on the city walls had haggard and gaunt faces.
Xiahou Yuan galloped over from a distance, and when he got close to Cao Cao, he said happily, "Meng De, good news! The Yellow Turban troops from all over are here. They will arrive in a day or two at most. They are dragging on for a long time, and there is no end in sight. There may be more than 100,000 people!"
The Yellow Turban Army was not an army, but rather a group of civilians including the elderly, the weak, women and children. Therefore, a young and strong man often brought a large family with him.
There are more than 100,000 people, but there are probably less than 10,000 young and strong people
Cao Cao stroked his beard and smiled, saying, "Withdraw!"
When the horn sounded, Cao's army, which had been feinting an attack, retreated like the tide.
Cao Cao returned to the camp and said to Guo Jia impatiently, "Feng Xiao, just as you expected, they are all here!"
Guo Jia was drinking and playing chess with himself without even raising his head.
Cao Cao was not in a hurry and sat down to pour wine.
Perhaps infected by Guo Jia, Cao Cao has become fond of drinking recently.
For the next two days, Cao Cao did not take any action and kept a close eye on the Yellow Turban Army coming from Donglai County.
night.
Cao Cao, Guo Jia, Xiahou Yuan, Cao Ren and others were lying on the floor in Xiahou Dun's ward, snoring loudly.
"General! General!"
While he was sleeping soundly, a soldier came to the gate and said urgently: "The Yellow Turban rebels have left the city and seem to be attacking the camp."
Cao Cao woke up suddenly, put on his clothes, took his sword, and strode out.
Cao Ren and Xiahou Yuan woke up at the same time and wanted to follow.
"Miaocai, please stay for a moment." Guo Jia leaned on the bed and took a sip of wine.
Xiahou Yuan was startled, and seeing Cao Ren hurried away, he came over and asked in confusion, "What's wrong, military advisor?"
Guo Jia smiled slightly and said, "I'll give you a chance to make a great contribution."
Xiahou Yuan rushed forward and asked urgently, "Military Advisor, what opportunity?"
Xiahou Dun, who was lying on the bed, struggled to sit up and said, "Military Advisor, I'm fine now!"
Asking for a monthly ticket~