The Three Kingdoms: The filial son of the Cao family, please ask the father to ascend the throne

Chapter 10

Cao Ziyou's words directly convinced Guan Hai.

The other two Shuai Qu were also quite emotional, but they were more rational and knew what they needed right now.

Zhang Rao said hesitantly:
"If your lord can help our Yellow Turban Army solve the current food and grass crisis, I, Zhang Rao, will also follow your lord."

"I'm in charge, too!"

Now it was Cao Ziyou's turn to be surprised.

"We just met once, and you don't even know my details, so you want to be loyal to me?"

Zhang Rao smiled bitterly and said:
"Your Excellency, you don't know, don't look at the fact that the three of us hold hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, and the scenery is infinite. In fact, most of these people are old, weak, sick and disabled, and the real elite is only 30.

If we have money and food, we can also occupy a place with these 30 elites.But now we are out of ammunition and food, food and grass are exhausted, and our equipment is in dilapidated condition.

Even if the adults don't come today, we won't stay here any longer.Either surrender to Cao Cao, or flee to Beihai and become a bandit again.

Honestly, we've had enough of this kind of life.I have no fixed place to live, and I don’t even know if I will be alive tomorrow.

Listening to what the adults said today, we feel that although the adults are young, they will definitely be able to compete in the Central Plains in the future.Therefore, we are willing to pledge our allegiance to adults! "

It seems that the current situation of the Yellow Turban Army is worse than Cao Ziyou imagined.

Thinking about it, my father wants to subdue the Yellow Turban Army, so he will naturally drive them to a dead end.

It's just that Cao Ziyou picked the peaches now.

"Okay, since that's the case, from today on, you are my people!"

"See your lord!"

The Yellow Turban soldiers in the hall knelt down on the ground, expressing their surrender to Cao Ziyou.

"Since everyone has become their own person, I won't hide it from you. My real name is Cao Xuan, and my name is Ziyou. I am the second son of Cao Mengde, the shepherd of Yanzhou!"

"what?!"

Even if everyone knew that Che Gan was a fake name, Cao Ziyou had other identities.

But still did not expect that he was Cao Mengde's second son.

And when he was only a teenager, he brought a dozen people to the old lair of the Yellow Turban Army.

Such courage is rare in the world!
"Now you have two choices. One, submit to me from now on, the elite will be reorganized into the Ziyou Army, and the rest will return to farming status and distribute land and farm tools. Second, you will swarm up and take me down to negotiate with Yanzhou Mu! "

Guan Hai looked at Dian Wei behind Cao Ziyou, and lowered his head respectfully.

"Guan Hai is willing to return to Mr. Shun Ziyou. If there is a double heart, both humans and gods will punish him!"

"Zhang Rao (Guan Cheng) is willing to return to Mr. Ziyou, if he has two hearts, he will be destroyed!"

The surrender of the three Qu commanders represented the complete disappearance of these hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves.

Cao Ziyou settled down here and began the adaptation of Ziyou's army.

The first is to classify according to combat effectiveness, and sort out the 30 elites separately.

Then there was a letter written by hand, and a messenger was selected to take the letter to Yanzhou Prefecture.

A few days later, Cao Cao saw the messenger.

His son had been missing for several days, and Cao Cao was already jumping anxiously.

Upon hearing the news, he immediately brought the messenger into the hall.

When Xun Yu and others heard about it, they also gathered together.

Looking at the huge crowd of people in front of him, the messenger did not show any fear.

Instead, he handed the letter to Cao Cao neither humble nor overbearing.

"In the next week's warehouse, under the order of Mr. Ziyou, I am here to deliver a letter asking for food!"

Cao Cao hurriedly opened the letter and read it out.

"Father, I gathered a group of people and formed a Ziyou army. Now there is no food to eat, and the brothers are all hungry, so hurry up and send some food. We will meet in Dongjun. Remarks: Bring more food, Remember!"

After reading the letter, Cao Cao was not in a hurry to mobilize food and grass, but asked:
"How is Ziyou? Is he all right?"

"Yanzhou Mu, please don't worry, Mr. Ziyou is doing well, and he is currently rectifying Ziyou's army, and it is estimated that he will arrive in Dongjun soon."

"Hahahaha, that's good, that's good."

Cao Cao twirled his beard proudly, as long as his son is fine!
"Miaocai, gather 1000 troops to escort the food, and follow me to Dongjun to meet Ziyou!"

"Yes!"

Xia Houyuan was about to gather his troops, but was stopped by Zhou Cang.

"Well, Yanzhou Mu and General Xiahou, isn't 1000 troops a little small? How about more?"

"Hahaha, 1000 troops is quite a lot, and this is in Yanzhou! If something goes wrong, my army from Yanzhou will arrive quickly. Don't worry!"

Zhou Cang frowned and didn't refute, but felt that Lao Cao Guagua's IQ was not as high as that of Ziyou.

After the mobilization of grain and grass was completed, under the protection of Xia Houyuan and Xia Houchun, Cao Cao rushed towards Dongjun happily.

After Cao Ang knew that his second brother had appeared, he also begged Cao Cao to take him with him.

After seeing Cao Cao agreeing to Cao Ang, Xun Yu, Xi Zhicai, Cao Hong and others all asked to follow.

In the end, Cao Cao waved his hand and ran to Dongjun with his team.

When approaching Dongjun, several cavalry soldiers stopped Cao Cao's army.

"My lord, it's not good, the Yellow Turban Army has attacked Dongjun!"

"What? Is Ziyou okay?"

Thinking that Ziyou was leading his small army at this time, standing expectantly outside Dongjun, waiting to reconcile with Lao Cao.

As a result, the vicious Yellow Turban Army attacked Dongjun, breaking the warm scene of the reunion of father and son.

Thinking of this, Lao Cao became angry.

"Zi Lian, go back quickly and mobilize the army for me. The rest, throw away your luggage and support Dongjun!"

Xun Yu and other civil servants were forced to stay where they were with their belongings, while Cao Cao took the Xiahou brothers and others and flew to Dongjun.

It's near, it's near!
Cao Cao has already seen the shadow of the Yellow Turban Army outside the city.

At this time, the gate of Dongjun City had already been hoisted high, and the soldiers on the city stood on the wall, ready to fight.

The Yellow Turban Army formed an army formation and lined up under the city.

When Cao Cao's reinforcements appeared in front of Cao Ziyou, Cao Ziyou waved his arms excitedly.

"Old Cao, old Cao, this is it!"

"No, Mr. Ziyou was kidnapped by the Yellow Turban Army!"

Xia Houyuan shouted loudly, the soldiers in the rear really thought that the second son had been captured!
"General Xiahou don't want to shout, that's Ziyou's army!"

Zhou Cang gave Xia Houyuan a dissatisfied look, and returned to Ziyou's army.

Cao Cao rode forward boldly, and found that although the Yellow Turban Army in front of him had a serious expression, he did not take any action, as if it was the same as what Zhou Cang said.

"Ziyou, what's the matter?"

"Old Cao, didn't I tell you in the letter? We gathered a little bit of people! Okay, where is my food? Brothers are still waiting for dinner!"

"What the fuck do you call that a little bit?"

Cao Cao was speechless. The hundreds of thousands of troops in front of him were more than his own Yanzhou army.

"No, where's my food?"

Looking at the empty-handed Lao Cao, Ziyou's petty temper suddenly came up.

"Old Cao, why don't you invite your brothers to drink northwest wind? As expected of Yanzhou Mu, you have a breeze in your sleeves! Why, all the money you saved from your private house went to find someone else, and you don't want your son?"

"Ding, Cao Cao's grievance +1, filial son's value +1"

(End of this chapter)