Chapter 332: One night, the situation of all parties

Overnight, these green flags appeared in every corner of Baizhou like mushrooms after a spring rain, flying high above the city walls, villages and hills.

The victims were inspired by the actions of the Blue Army and left their homes to join the uprising.

At the call of the Blue Army, these disaster victims who had suffered so much stood up, clenched their fists, and prepared to fight for their own destiny.

"Long live the Qing Yi!"

A disaster victim raised his arms and shouted, his voice echoed in the night sky, resonating with more people.

One hundred thousand blue-clothed men, eight routes of smoke and dust, the blue-clothed army was like a rolling torrent, sweeping across the entire Baizhou.

Their footsteps shook the earth and their shouts resounded through the sky.

In Baizhou, the Blue Army, under the command of Zhang Tianxuan, captured dozens of cities in a row, and was invincible and unstoppable.

With the arrival of the Blue Army, many city walls in Baizhou that had been infiltrated by the Yellow Turban Army began to display blue flags.

Those soldiers who were originally guarding the city were defeated one after another under the fierce attack of the Blue Army.

They were horrified to find that this blue-clad army not only had amazing fighting power, but also had an indescribable faith and determination.

Under the leadership of the Qingyi Army, cities in Baizhou fell one after another.

Those soldiers who had originally defended the city, under the persuasion of their relatives and friends, switched sides one after another.

Wherever the Green-Clothed Army went, the people came out to greet them and cheered for their arrival.

"Qing Yi Eternal!"

The people shouted, and their voices echoed in the night sky, as if to cheer for this heroic team.

As news of the Blue Army's victory continued to arrive, more and more disaster victims joined the uprising.

Under the city of Baizhou, the Qingyi Army fought a fierce battle with the enemy troops defending the city.

Zhang Tianxuan rode on a war horse, holding high a green flag, and led the blue army to bravely attack the city.

After a bloody battle, Baizhou City was finally captured by the Qingyi Army.

Zhang Tianxuan stood on the city wall, overlooking the entire Baizhou city.

There was a faint light in his eyes, but his heart was full of worries about the future.

He knew that the Blue Army's victory was only temporary and they still had a long way to go.

This time it just caught Daxuan off guard.

Yang Su on Daxuan's side will react quickly.

The setting sun is like blood, falling on the land of Baizhou.

With the split of the Yellow Turban Army, the northern battlefield of Daxuan, which was originally shrouded in a dark cloud, seemed to have ushered in a glimmer of hope.

However, for Yang Su, the commander-in-chief of the army of the Great Xuan court, this turn of events was like a bitter north wind, which made him feel even more heavy-hearted.

"Report--" A horse galloped in, the dust raised by the horse's hooves was particularly eye-catching in the afterglow of the setting sun, "Report to the commander-in-chief, the Yellow Turban Army has fallen apart, Zhang Tianxuan has established his own Blue Army and is stationed in Baizhou!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Su narrowed his eyes slightly. His face was as calm as water, without much emotion, but his heart was surging.

He knew very well that Zhang Tianxuan was an expert in military tactics, martial arts, and ambition, and that the rise of the Blue Army was not a temporary thing.

"Although the Yellow Turbans were numerous before, Zhang Tianxuan and Zhu Yuanzhang had different intentions, which became a burden."

Yang Su pondered, his voice deep and powerful, as if it could penetrate the dust of history.

"Now we have gone our separate ways, each leading its own path. It seems that we have divided our strength, but in fact..."

"The Marshal is worried that if they fight on their own, they will be able to exert greater combat power?"

The counselor at the side asked softly.

"Of course."

Yang Su nodded, his brows revealing deep worry, "Zhang Tianxuan's talent is extraordinary."

"Now that he has set up his own business and has no more constraints, I'm afraid he will be even more powerful."

"The land of Baizhou will probably become the place where his dragon rises."

As night fell, the tents were brightly lit.

The map was spread out on the table, and Yang Su's finger slowly moved across the map, finally stopping at the location of Baizhou. "Blue Army, Zhang Tianxuan..."

He muttered to himself, as if assessing a new opponent.

"Marshal, how should we respond?"

One general asked.

Yang Su took a deep breath and stood up. His figure looked particularly firm under the light.

"Pass the order down, strengthen patrols, and keep a close eye on the movements of the Blue Army."

"In addition, send someone to find out the strengths and weaknesses of the Blue Army. Only by knowing ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle."

"promise!"

The generals took the order and left.

As the lights in the tent gradually dimmed, Yang Su's heart became brighter.

He knew that the direction of this war had undergone profound changes.

What he will face is not just Zhang Tianxuan, but the changing situation of the entire troubled times.

As the night deepened, the lights in the big tent flickered, illuminating Yang Su's resolute face. His eyes sparkled with determination and wisdom.

At the same time, the split of the Yellow Turbans in the distance was inevitable, the Blue Army swept through Baizhou like a tornado, and Zhu Yuanzhang also consolidated his power on the other side.

Although these two forces fought separately, they both demonstrated amazing fighting power.

The battle between the imperial army and the Yellow Turbans seemed to have just begun...

Yang Su still stood in front of the map, his eyes deep and firm, as if he could see through the complicated battle situation.

His finger gently slid across the map, as if looking for the key strategy to defeat the enemy.

He knew that the war had entered a new phase and he had to re-examine the battlefield and redefine his strategy.

The split of the Yellow Turbans was both an opportunity and a challenge for the imperial army.

He must seize this opportunity and put down the Yellow Turban Rebellion in one fell swoop.

As the night deepened, the lights in the tent remained bright.

Yang Su was still standing there, his figure looking particularly firm under the light.

The war is far from over, and he must keep moving forward until the final victory.

In the following days, Yang Su continued to receive intelligence about the Qingyi Army.

Zhang Tianxuan was good at commanding the army, and the Qingyi Army was invincible. The powerful people around Baizhou came to join them one after another, and the Qingyi Army's sphere of influence was constantly expanding.

The power of the Qingyi Army and Zhu Yuanzhang was growing.

The imperial army, led by Yang Su, advanced steadily, looking for opportunities to defeat the enemy.

This war is destined to be a protracted one.

At this time, on the Hengzhou battlefield in Daqian, Wei Qing had fought with Yan Qifeng dozens of times.

During this period, the two men used Hengzhou as their battlefield, and battles of varying sizes continued.

Although overall, Wei Qing, assisted by Huo Qubing and Ran Min, was better.

But Wei Qing's Yulin Army was an isolated force after all.

During this period, although we won more battles against the Night Fury Army than we lost.

However, without any follow-up reinforcements, the Yulin Army under Wei Qing suffered heavy losses.

But the situation on the opposite side with Yan Qifeng's Night Evil Army is different.

Ye Wuhen, the Night King who had been promoted to a saint-level commander, was in a situation where the fighting force of Daqian was concentrated in Luzhou in the south and Yanzhou in the west.

There is not much pressure in attacking Minglong Pass, which is not guarded by any famous general.

With so many Night Fury troops with him, there is even less pressure.

(End of this chapter)