Chapter 380 Undercurrent
"Everyone, the imperial army is approaching. Although our Yellow Turban Army is brave, we also need a brave general to lead the army to meet the enemy."

"I intend to promote General Yuchi Wuwei. He is an excellent warrior and will surely lead our army to a great victory."

Seeing so many people pretending to be dead when it came time to work, Meng Zhang's voice was like a bell, breaking the silence in the tent.

"Humph!"

"Marshal Meng, are you trying to use this opportunity to weaken our power in the army so that you can dominate alone?"

Before he finished speaking, a man in a black robe with a sinister face spoke in a cold voice.

This person is a representative of the "Shadow Pavilion", one of the masterminds behind the scenes.

There was a strong hostility in his words, and he was obviously dissatisfied with Meng Zhang's proposal to promote Yuchi Wuwei.

"Your Excellency is wrong. I am dedicated to the public good, how could I have any selfish motives?"

"You have all witnessed General Yuchi Wuwei's martial arts. If he can go to battle, wouldn't it be a great help to our Yellow Turban Army?"

Meng Zhang smiled slightly, looking calm.

"Marshal Meng has a point, but although General Yuchi is brave, Niu Mo in our army is no ordinary man either."

"I wonder why Coach Meng didn't recommend Niu Mo to fight?"

Another representative, the young master of the "Yunyan Sect" who was dressed in white as white as snow and looked elegant and refined, spoke up.

A gleam of light flashed in Meng Zhang's eyes, and he knew that these masterminds were all coveting the Bull Demon King under his command.

"Everyone, this battle with the imperial army is a matter of life and death for the Yellow Turban Army. How can I take it lightly?"

"As for why I don't recommend Niu Mo to fight, I have a hard time explaining it."

Facing everyone's gaze, Meng Zhang was not in a hurry. He stroked his long beard lightly, and his voice was steady and powerful.

"In this small-scale battle between our army and the enemy today, Niu Mo's descendant, Red Boy, fought bravely, but unfortunately he has been seriously injured and almost died."

"Niu Mo loves his son so much and is heartbroken. He is in a very bad state now and is not fit to fight."

He paused and continued.

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent.

They naturally knew Red Boy's position in the Yellow Turban Army, and also understood the deep father-son friendship between Niu Mo and Red Boy.

Meng Zhang's words provide a reasonable explanation.

"General Meng, are you serious? Why haven't we heard about Red Boy being seriously injured and dying?"

However, Mo Han, the representative of the "Shadow Pavilion", sneered and questioned.

"Brother Mo Han, this is absolutely true. After Red Boy was injured, I ordered people to treat him secretly, for fear that it would affect the morale of the troops."

"If you don't believe it, go check it out."

Meng Zhang frowned slightly, but remained calm.

"Therefore, Niu Mo is indeed a great force in our army. But the imperial army we are facing this time is not to be underestimated. I think General Yuchi is more suitable to lead the army this time."

"Of course, if you have better candidates, you may bring them forward for discussion."

Meng Zhang paused and continued.

At this time, a woman dressed in green stood up. She was Luqi, the messenger of "Bibotan".

"General Meng, I have something to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Her voice is as sweet as the chirping of an oriole.

"Miss Luqi, please feel free to speak."

Meng Zhang nodded.

"I think both General Yuchi and Niu Mo are rare and powerful generals. However, this battle concerns the great plan of our Yellow Turban Army, so we must be extremely careful in selecting generals."

"I wonder if Commander Meng has a foolproof plan?"

Luqi spoke sincerely, and her eyes revealed her trust and expectation for Mengzhang. Mengzhang secretly praised Luqi's wit and tactfulness. Her words not only expressed her concern for the war situation, but also cleverly explored his plan.

"I am confident, but I need your help to succeed."

He took a deep breath and said seriously.

As soon as these words were spoken, the tent fell silent and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Zhang.

"The Cangzhou army is coming with great force this time, but we are not unprepared. I have reached a consensus with several generals of the Daqian army behind the Cangzhou army."

"He will lead his troops to attack the enemy camp from the rear, and we will set up an ambush here. When the enemy is in a panic, we will attack in one fell swoop and will surely win a great victory."

Meng Zhang looked around and continued.

"Marshal Meng has a good plan! But who are these generals of the Daqian army? Why did they disappear before?"

"If he betrays us, won't we be attacked from all sides?"

Mo Han sneered when he heard this.

"Brother Mo Han, you worry too much. These generals are all heroes of the time and have outstanding reputations. Since they have agreed to join forces with us, they will never betray us."

"Moreover, the key to this operation lies in whether we can unite as one and fight the enemy together. If you still have doubts in your heart, Meng will not force you."

Meng Zhang's expression remained unchanged, you're the only one who talks too much!

When the fight starts later, I'll chop you down first!

"General Meng is absolutely right. At this moment, we should put aside our prejudices and fight the enemy together. We are willing to fully support General Meng's plan."

A man in gorgeous clothes stood up and bowed.

"Bibotan also supports Marshal Meng's plan. I hope that after this battle, our Yellow Turban Army will be able to reach a higher level."

Luqi also nodded in agreement.
Following the statements made by the man in brocade clothes and Luqi and others, other representatives also expressed their support for Meng Zhang's plan.

Seeing this, Mo Han said no more, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Meng Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief and drank and discussed with everyone.

After three rounds of drinking, Meng Zhang left the table on the pretext of something, leaving everyone else in the tent to continue drinking and having fun.

Although the talks seemed harmonious on the surface, there were undercurrents behind the scenes.

However, this is exactly what he wanted.

Only by letting these people restrain and fight each other can he sit firmly on the Diaoyutai and control the fate of the entire Yellow Turban Army.

As the night deepened, the lights in the Yellow Turban camp gradually went out.

But in this darkness, there are countless eyes watching everything around, waiting for the coming storm.

Meng Zhang stood outside the tent, looking up at the starry sky, with a plan in mind.

The game has just begun...

The moon was high in the sky, the stars were twinkling, and the night was deep, but the lights in the Cangzhou army camp were still bright.

At the same time, in the Cangzhou Army far away, Su Ye was also closely following the movements of the Yellow Turban Army.

The intelligence network in his hands had already captured everything in the Yellow Turban camp.

In the main account, Su Ye sat alone at the desk, his eyes sharp, playing with two letters in his hands, his mind as fast as lightning.

A letter, written in an elegant handwriting, came from Meng Zhang, the commander-in-chief of the Yellow Turbans on the opposite side.

Meng Zhang admitted that he had already placed several general-level spies in the rear of the Cangzhou army and even in the Daqian army.

But what is surprising is that these generals were not secretly instigated by him to rebel.

Instead, they surrendered voluntarily, intending to lend a helping hand to the Yellow Turbans, break through Luzhou, and head straight for Qianzhou.

Such news was like a thunderclap to Su Ye, shaking his mind.

(End of this chapter)