Chapter 465: The internal fighting never stops

Chapter 465 Internal fighting never stops

Chapter 464: Internal fighting never stops

 Zhang Sheng turned around and said indifferently: "You yourself said you were the previous one, but now I am not the Jin Yiwei.

 Besides, it was you who said that I am about to proclaim myself emperor, so I must have the power of an emperor, and isn’t this the power of an emperor? "

 After finishing speaking, Zhang Shengli ignored the furious Guo Jia behind him and walked straight towards the main hall of the palace.

After Zhang Sheng walked away, Guo Jia's expression suddenly changed, and the corner of his mouth turned up slightly: "Brother Qin, what method did you use to make such a strange woman so devoted to you without losing her virginity?" ?awesome."

Guo Jia shook his head, and then followed him slowly.

 In the palace hall, the top brass of the Yellow Turbans have arrived.

 Zhang Niujiao, Zhang Baiqi and other veteran Qushuai who were loyal to Zhang Jiao all stood in the left column, while Wang Shichong, Zhang Shicheng, Fang Guozhen and other new Qushuai stood in the right column. The factional disputes within the Yellow Turbans were clear at a glance.

Guo Jia and Feng Yunshan stood beside Zhang Sheng, one on the left and the other on the right. After Zhang Sheng took the seat of honor, all the ministers of His Highness saluted together and said: "Greetings to the young master."

 As long as Qu Shuai is ambitious, he will not recognize Zhang Sheng as the young master, but Zhang Jue is still alive after all, so he still has to do a good job on the surface.

 “No need to be polite, just get up.” Zhang Sheng said calmly.

 Then, two soldiers were seen pressing down on a general, slowly entering the hall. That general was Zhu Wenzheng.

A sneer flashed across the corner of Zhang Shicheng's lips, and then he stood up and said sternly: "Young Master, Zhu Wenzheng is primarily responsible for the fall of Dagu Pass. The general thinks that this person should be killed to serve as a warning to others."

Zhang Sheng's eyes instantly became sharp, and Zhang Shicheng pretended to kill Zhu Wenzheng, but in fact he was attacking her.

 Zhu Wenzheng was Zhu Yuanzhang’s general, and Zhu Yuanzhang was a supporter of Zhang Sheng. It is true that Zhu Wenzheng lost the battle, but if he were killed at this time, what would other people who supported Zhang Sheng think?

At this thought, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but hesitate. When Zhang Niujiao and other members of the party loyal to Zhang Jiao saw this, they all took the initiative to exonerate Zhu Wenzheng and wanted to help Zhang Sheng protect Zhu Wenzheng.

“The loss of Dagu Pass was a crime other than war. Who could have imagined that the Han army would launch an attack from the rear? Otherwise, you dare to say that you would have defended it?”

"Huh, if it's lost, it's lost. No matter how much you say, it's hard to cover up the fact that Zhu Wenzheng was defeated." Li Zicheng stood up and said coldly.

"You..." Zhang Niujiao pointed at Wang Shichong, so angry that he could not speak.

At this time, Wang Shichong also stood up and said, "Young Master, if I don't kill Zhu Wenzheng, I might not be able to convince the crowd!"

 Zhang Sheng's face was extremely cold, and he felt unworthy for his adoptive father Zhang Jiao.

A righteous father, see what kind of goods you want to save, but when you live and death, you still have a mind in the heart.

The Yellow Turbans relied on unity to get where they are now, but the moment they captured Luoyang, the once united Yellow Turbans no longer existed.

Of course, this is also a common problem in all peasant uprisings.

Common people are always short-sighted. If they can't survive, they will unite to resist. They have achieved some success but only know how to fight for power and profit. Therefore, in ancient times, relying on the common people was destined to fail to achieve great things.

Of course, aristocratic families cannot be relied upon. A big man relies on aristocratic families, but his marrow is sucked dry by aristocratic families;

In the main hall, all the canal commanders were already making a noise. Seeing this scene, Zhang Sheng became more and more disappointed. Just when he was upset, a loud voice came from the door.

"It's really lively, hey? Why don't you stop arguing? You go on and ignore me." "Zhu Yuanzhang?" Zhang Shicheng frowned and shouted: "As the leader of an army, you abandoned the army and returned privately. Do you know your guilt? "

“What a big hat.” Zhu Yuanzhang flashed a sneer at the corner of his mouth and said: “If I don’t come back, I’m afraid you will...”

 Zhu Yuanzhang drawled his voice, Zhang Shicheng's face turned extremely ugly, and he said coldly: "What do you mean?"

 “Don’t you know what I mean?”

Before Zhu Yuanzhang arrived in Luoyang, he heard the news that Zhang Shicheng and others were preparing to join forces to force the young master to kill his favorite general, so he hurried back this time with the intention of breaking up with Zhang Shicheng and others.

Zhang Shicheng did not expect that Zhu Yuanzhang could be so tough. When he was Qu Shuai, Zhu Yuanzhang was just a small leader, but now he was making it difficult for him to step down in public, which made him extremely angry.

Just when the two were about to break up, Zhang Sheng spoke.

 “That’s enough.” Zhang Sheng shouted coldly: “Shut up, everyone.”

 Seeing that the young master was angry, Zhu Yuanzhang took a step back in a measured manner, while Zhang Shicheng just wanted a step up, so naturally he would not continue to pester him.

"Now is not the time to consider who should be punished. Once the Dagong Pass is lost, Yanzhou's grain will no longer be able to reach Sizhou. If the delay continues, once Sizhou's grain reserves are exhausted, the entire Sizhou will face a situation of food shortage."

Everyone's faces became extremely serious when they heard this. In front of the 800,000 yellow turbans in Sizhou, Zhu Wenzheng's life was naturally not worth mentioning.

Zhang Sheng also acted resolutely and went directly to the topic, saying: "The most urgent task now is to recapture Dagong Pass to open up the grain road between the two states. Which of the Qu commanders is willing to lead the troops?"

 “I will go where I will in the end.”

 Zhu Yuanzhang was the first to step forward and ask for help, but Zhang Sheng glanced at him and said: "Zhu Shuai has just returned to Luoyang. It's better to take a rest. In my opinion, I should leave it to Zhang Shicheng and Zhang Shuai!"

 “That’s...okay!”

Zhang Shicheng hesitated for a while but nodded and agreed. He did not think that a small partial division of the Han army could hold Dagong Pass against the counterattack of hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops.

During the period when Zhang Jiao was seriously ill, the relationship between the two Yellow Turban clans was indeed a bit tense. Zhang Shicheng thought Zhang Sheng was deliberately showing favor to him, so he gave him the credit for this achievement.

In normal times, the Han army would naturally not be able to hold Dagong Pass, but what time is it now?

 In mid-January, it was the coldest season of winter. It was below minus 10 to 20 degrees. It was not easy to capture Dagong Pass!

 Zhang Sheng knew that Dagu Pass would not be easily captured. Zhu Yuanzhang was a loyal supporter of Zhang Sheng. Naturally, Zhang Sheng would not watch him jump into this trap, so he deliberately used the help of the Han army to set a trap for these opponents.

"Young Master, if Dagong Pass is lost, Meng Jin will be very important. I will ask for orders to go..."

Zhu Yuanzhang asked for help again, but before he finished speaking, Zhang Sheng said: "It makes sense. In that case, Li Shuai, I will help you to support Meng Jin!"

Li Zicheng was overjoyed and said quickly: "Thank you for your trust, young master. Li Zicheng will definitely live up to your trust."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed helplessly. He knew that the young master had no choice but to compromise. After all, the Yellow Turban could no longer withstand the internal fighting, but the internal fighting had never stopped.

 (End of this chapter)