In Suixian Beixie, eight hundred bandits have gathered, but now there are less than 700 people left.

Guan Hai said in a row: "Boqi, now Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers are far away from Fuyang by us. Are you going to run to Jiangxia?"

"No!" Ma Yue shook his head suddenly and pointed to the north and said calmly: "We will go back to the army and go north and occupy Fuyang again!"

"What! Go back to the north?" Guan Hai said with confusion, confused, "Are you going to run head-on with Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers? You are fighting each other, why do you have to go around such a big circle, first run to fight Sui County to the death, and then go back to fight Fuyang? It's better to work with Nanyang soldiers in Fuyang City."

Pei Yuanshao also said anxiously: "Yes, Boqi, you can't go north. Yesterday's fierce battle has lost more than 100 brothers of life and death. If you go north to fight Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers, I'm afraid that the remaining more than 700 people will be piled up in Fuyang!"

Ma Yue smiled strangely and asked back: "Who said we are going to fight against Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers?"

"Uh, let's get in the way..." Guan Hai said uh, "Qin Jie's thousands of Nanyang soldiers are all in Fuyang now. We will go north to fight Fuyang again. Isn't it just a tough fight?"

Pei Yuanshao blinked his fierce eyes and said in confusion: "Can Qin Jie surrender? No, how can I do that in the world, there is no reason for the official army to surrender to the bandits?"

"Qin Jie's thousands of Nanyang soldiers are indeed still in Fuyang now, but when we fight back to Fuyang, I'm afraid that those thousands of Nanyang soldiers will appear in Sui County, hehe."

The smile on Ma Yue's face became even more weird, making Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao, two simple-minded reckless men, feel a little creepy.

Guan Hai couldn't help but ask, "Why is this?"

Ma Yuesen smiled, his murderous intent showed in his black eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's very simple, there is a reason for the Nanyang soldiers to come! Because Qin Jie and others' lives are all in my hands. He Zhen is the son of He Jin, the general of the dynasty. If Qin Jie cannot save He Zhen, He Jin will never spare him. Now, the time left for Qin Jie is getting less and less. Once He Jin knows the news of his father's captive, it will be too late for Qin Jie to save him."

Guan Hai was still confused and then asked, "So what?"

Ma Yue said coldly: "So, after Qin Jie found out that he had been attacked by the east and west, he was angry and embarrassed and would definitely raise all the soldiers in Nanyang to follow him. Qin Jie thought that we could only survive when we went south to Jiangxia, but we just killed the horse and returned to the army and occupied Fuyang again. Qin Jie was caught off guard."

Pei Yuanshao patted his forehead and suddenly realized, "Oh, I understand. Boqi means that there are thousands of Nanyang soldiers stationed in Fuyang now, but when we rush back, there will be an empty city there, right?"

Ma Yue grinned, revealing his white teeth.

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Fuyang City, county government hall lobby.

It was getting late, and it had been long since Huang Zhong led his troops to leave. Qin Jie was drowsy with the burning fire plate. Suddenly, he was awakened by a burst of rapid footsteps. When he opened his eyes, Zou Jing, with a panic expression, rushed in. He was frightened these days, and Qin Jie became a frightened bird. When he met Zou Jing in this situation, he suddenly shivered and shivered, and asked extremely nervously: "Ziyu, why... why are you shocked and lie?"

Zou Jing took a breath of air conditioning, calmed down his panic, and said in a deep voice: "Sir, just exploring the horse to reward you, a large group of thieves were found in the dense forest of the north of the city!"

"What!?"

Qin Jie was shocked, his breathing was rapid again, and he almost fainted again. Zou Jing quickly stepped forward and helped him. Qin Jie almost did not fall into the burning fire plate. Otherwise, Qin Jie would have become the first prefect in the history of the Han Empire to fall into the fire plate and be burned to death.

After a long time, Qin Jie came back and said tremblingly: "Eight...8000 bandits have just captured Sui County, but the dense forests in the north of the city are like...how are there another bandit?"

Zou Jing said: "Sir, Ma Yue's 800 bandits are indeed in Sui County. The Exploser who escaped from Sui County once described the appearance of the leader of the bandits to the officials, and he was undoubtedly Ma Yue."

"How come the bandits appear again in the dense forests in the north of the city?"

"Sir, the bandits that appeared in the dense forests in the north of the city may be a Yellow Turban bandit who escaped from Wancheng. Perhaps it was because I heard that Ma Yue's eight hundred bandits had captured Fuyang, so I came to join him not far away a hundred miles away."

"Well... Ziyu's words are very consistent with my wishes. This must be the bandits who fled from Wancheng."

Qin Jie was determined to find that as long as the bandits in the dense forests in the north of the city were not ambushed by Ma Yue in advance, there would be nothing to be afraid of. Although there were only 1,000 Nanyang soldiers left in Fuyang, it was more than enough to deal with only hundreds of Yellow Turban soldiers, not to mention that there was a strong city to prove it.

...

In the dense forest in the north of Fuyang City, a Yellow Turban thief with five or six hundred people struggled hard in the snow that was deeper than his knees.

Most of the Yellow Turban thieves were ragged, with chapped lips and withered. In the winter, they couldn't even wear a single linen. Many Yellow Turban thieves were covered with frostbite. Some fell to the snow while walking, and they were so angry that some were so tired that they sat down. When their companions went over and wanted to pull him up, they found that they had already breathed.

At the forefront of the Yellow Turban Team, a magnificent man carried a knife to open the way. He wrapped a piece of white linen from his left shoulder to his right rib. A piece of dirty and black blood oozed out of the linen and had been freeze-dried. The man also had a pale face and had a haggard appearance, but he was in good spirits and had bright eyes. It could be seen that he was a man with iron.

"Brothers, work harder. The front of Fuyang is Fuyang. The eight hundred bandits of the leader Ma Da are eating and drinking in Fuyang City. As long as we arrive there, we will see that we are both Yellow Turbans and each other is brothers, the leader Ma Da will definitely eat in one bite and wear everything."

"Brothers, don't sit down and rest. Persist, you must hold on. If you sit down, you won't get up. You will be told to this ice and snow all your life!"

"There is just ahead, and there are not many miles left! The fragrant fat meat, hot wine, and a warm fire pit are waiting for us. I grit my teeth and will arrive in a while!"

With the support of the great man's unremitting agitation and hope of survival, the Yellow Turban thieves finally cheered up and accelerated their pace.

...

Night fell again, covering the entire earth.

"stop!"

Ma Yue's black eyes flashed with fierce light, and he suddenly raised his right arm, and his stern low shouts over the crisp creaking sound made by hundreds of steps on the snow, clearly sending it into the ears of every bandit. Behind Ma Yue, Guan Hai and Pei Yuanshao became alert at the same time. Looking into the distance, they saw a few lit lights of fire jumping on the horizon in the northern horizon. In the whimpering cold wind, there seemed to be a faint sound of horse neighing.

Pei Yuanshao said in a voice: "It must be the Nanyang soldiers!"

Guan Hai turned over and fell to the ground, pulled open the snow and pressed his ears against the ground and listened intently for a moment. He stood up and changed his expression: "About three thousand people!"

Ma Yue glanced at Guan Hai with a stern look and asked in a deep voice: "How did you know there are only about 3,000 people?"

Guan Hai smiled and said proudly: "This is our old manager's exclusive ability! Within five miles, a group of mice ran by, and we could tell how many of them were."

A dark cloud flashed across Ma Yue's heart and asked in a deep voice: "Old Manager, are you sure?"

Guan Hai said without hesitation: "Ninety or ten!"

Pei Yuanshao seemed to notice Ma Yue's abnormal expression and asked, "Boqi, what's wrong?"

Ma Yue frowned and said, "Qin Jie's Nanyang soldiers have 4,000. If there are only 3,000 people here, what about the remaining 1,000 people? Wouldn't it still be in Fuyang City!"

Guan Haisenran said: "It must be like this."

Pei Yuanshao said: "Boqi, can we still fight Fuyang? We only have less than 700 now, and if we fight hard, we will not be able to gain the upper hand."

Ma Yue sighed in his heart.

This really corresponds to the old saying, man's plan is not as good as God's plan. No matter how capable Ma Yue is, he cannot expect that Qin Jie has already been stolen from Mian's illness and can no longer go to war with the army, so he stayed in Fuyang. Naturally, the troops left behind in Fuyang were as large as a thousand! If the army headed south by Qin Jie himself, then the troops left in Fuyang would never exceed 500.

Ma Yue was in a dilemma. Unexpectedly, Qin Jie left a total of 1,000 people in Fuyang! Even if the eight hundred bandits are now stronger than the Nanyang soldiers and are unprepared for their combat effectiveness, the Nanyang soldiers who stayed in Fuyang have an overwhelming military advantage. Even if the eight hundred bandits can reoccupy Fuyang, they are afraid that they will win miserably. How many people are left in the end? Who will fight the subsequent series of bad battles?
Chapter completed!