In the next few days, eight Thunderbolt vehicles adjusted their positions and aimed at a city wall to smash them.

However, the effect is not very obvious. It is still a bit of a dream to penetrate the city wall made of blue bricks with this impact.

After two days of hard smashing, they only managed to create a layer of rammed earth, but could not collapse a single breach.

Moreover, even stones are not unlimited resources. Counting the first two days, the Thunderbolt Car has already consumed thousands of huge stones.

These are not recyclable, and those of suitable size in the surrounding areas have long been dug up by sergeants. For a time, the Thunderbolt cars became decorations.

"Smash it! Why don't you smash it! Do you want me to give you some more rocks?"

"There is endless tung oil in the city. If you are not afraid of death, come in and get it!"

After feeling aggrieved for a few days, the defenders, who knew that Lu Bu's army was at the end of its rope, suddenly felt that the moon was bright and they began to scold them openly.

"Gong Jin is right. As long as we survive these few days, Lu Bu's tung oil will not be able to keep up. Now there are even no stones. Let's see how they attack the city." Huang Gai pressed the sword on his waist.

He looked coldly at the sergeants who could only yell blindly under the city gate.

"Although this battle was fought in vain, Lu Bu has no choice but to retreat. It is only a matter of time before he retreats."

Cheng Pu nodded with satisfaction and looked around at the several Thunderbolt vehicles, thinking about grabbing a few of them when they retreated.

Not being able to vent their full anger on their weapons, the generals were inevitably a little frustrated, but thinking that their side had the last laugh in this battle, they felt a lot calmer.

The soldiers were cheering, taunting, and venting, but Sun Ce was the only one holding the wall and saying nothing.

In the past few days, in the face of the violent bombardment by the Thunderbolt Chariots, only more than 300 sergeants were actually lost. Of course, there were more than 200 wounded soldiers. It should have been worth it to defend a county at such a cost.

Celebrating.

But Sun Ce couldn't be happy no matter what.

"My lord, are you still sad about Youping?" Zhou Yu asked with a sigh.

Sun Ce lowered his head, the sadness raging in his heart, "I am not Cao Cao and Lu Bu. I have many fierce generals under my command. I don't feel distressed even if several of them die. It is not easy for my brothers from Jiangdong to follow me. Even if one of them dies, I feel a lot.

Do you still remember that when we were attacking Wujun, Yan Baihu made a sneak attack on our army's flanks. Before I could rush back to rescue him, Youping led 300 men to hold off his 2,000 soldiers and horses for three hours.
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Without Youping, Wu Jun would not have succeeded so smoothly, but I."

Sun Ce paused and raised his head to prevent the heat in his eyes from flowing out, "I couldn't even recover his body."

The team is growing day by day, but there are only a few trustworthy people around them, except for the veterans who followed Sun Jian, namely Zhou Tai, Jiang Qin, Chen Wu and others.

When the four major families exert pressure, the internal pressure can only turn into war and plunder. This is the reason why they suppressed Shanyue. These brothers have shared too much of Sun Ce's pressure in this regard.

Starting from Sun Jian, the Sun family's style has always been to address each other as principals but not as principals. They are like family generals.

In both public and private matters, Sun Ce still couldn't accept Zhou Tai's death.

"Lord."

Zhou Yu sighed softly, supported the city wall and stood side by side with Sun Ce, "Whether it is the change of dynasties or the cessation of wars, it is always done with human lives.

If the lord wants to achieve a great cause, bloodshed and death are inevitable. This is the case today, and it will be the same in the future. Since ancient times, people have been alone in high places, and the road to a king is not only about overcoming thorns and thorns, but also endless loneliness."

Endless loneliness.

Sun Ce was stung by these words.

He understood what Zhou Yu meant. Zhou Tai was not the first brother to leave him, nor would he be the last.

If you want to dominate in troubled times, you don't just need the Overlord Gun in your hand, but you also need the lives of countless people.

This road is destined to be lonely.

Five days later, Zuo Rong finally arrived at the Guangling front line from Haixi, accompanied by more than thirty carriages.

"I am lowering my official rank to the Prime Minister of Pi County, Zuo Rong, to pay my respects to Marquis Wen!" Zuo Rong respectfully performed a homage ceremony, and he was playing tricks as soon as they met.

When he was in Lujiang, Lu Bu personally said that he would promote himself to the rank of county magistrate, but he did not wait until he returned to Haixi. This was a reminder to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu still had this thought, frowning and asked: "How is the matter Yunwen asked you to do?"

"I don't dare to delay Marquis Wen's important event. All the things have been brought and are now stationed in the transport camp." Zuo Rong said seriously.

Hearing this, Lu Bu breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't expect that you were a big help at the critical moment. I will remember this."

You have to really remember it. In terms of integrity, you are not as good as Brother Yunwen. Zuo Rong smiled gratefully and nodded repeatedly: "I actually also long for the generals under Marquis Wen to make contributions to the main battlefield. It's a pity that I

Because he was not good at civil and military affairs, he could only make some logistical supplies. Fortunately, the wise brother Yunwen appreciated him, so he reluctantly did his best for Marquis Wen.

I have to say that Brother Yunwen is really making the best use of his talents."

"That's right, even the bamboo strips used for wiping buttocks have their own uses. Yunwen can always use them just right." Lu Bu couldn't hear his nonsense.

"Marquis Wen's metaphor is really first-rate." Zuo Rong wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Okay, you've come a long way, go down and rest first."

Lu Bu waved his hand, as if he had turned against the person after lifting his pants and said, "Go back and reorganize your troops. Let's fight Guangling again tomorrow!"

"Here!"

When everyone retreated, Zuo Rong winked at Lin Mo frequently.

I know, I know, do you want to ask for a few good words? Lin Mo followed.

"My dear brother, it has been two months since we parted ways in Lujiang. As the saying goes, one day is like three autumns apart. Brother Yu opened the Jingzhou trade route in Haixi according to your arrangement, and the Yizhou side is also in action.

Although I am so busy that I have no time to sleep, I still care about my dear brother all the time. Now that I see my dear brother in good health and the dust of the journey is gone, I feel refreshed."

Every time he heard him speak, Lin Mo always had the urge to laugh.

How did he say such shameless words in such a serious manner, you are more Duolon than Duolong.

"Okay, let's forget about the polite words between us. Is there something wrong?" The midsummer sun was very strong, and Lin Mo just wanted to go back to the camp and lie down.

"Yes, there are. The craftsmen you want in Pengcheng are all ready. I can definitely trust them. Their children are all raised in my house, and they will definitely not be able to escape. In addition, all the sea sand you want has been transported."

Zuo Rong talked eloquently and tried to be as concise as possible, "But it is too difficult to purchase iron. After transporting two ships from Jingzhou, I can't buy it anymore. I hope there can be more in Yizhou."

Salt and iron are strategic materials. In addition to the control of the imperial court, the princes from various places also have very strong control over these resources.

The annual output is limited, and the production of ordnance and agricultural tools is extremely worn out, so the quantity purchased privately cannot be too large.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

As he spoke, Lin Mo punched Zuo Rong on the chest, "I will go back and discuss it with Lord Yue-Zhang. The position of Governor Langya cannot remain vacant."

"Hey, what do you say? It makes it seem like Brother Yu is doing all this just for the sake of his official position. Even if he gets nothing in the end, based on the relationship between our brothers, it won't delay things." Zee Rong couldn't close his smile.

Mouth.

Lin Mo himself is just a bookkeeper, but his father-in-law is the lord of Xuzhou. A casual sentence is enough to make Zuo Rong's mouth water.

After all, the prefect has the highest power to control the life and death of a county. As long as he has the ability, he can rule the roost from the position of prefect.

Not to mention people like Yan Baihu, Wu Jing, and Wang Lang, even Yuan Shao, who controlled the four states, started as the governor of Bohai.

However, what Brother Xian said was a bit vague. What does it mean to get things done? It seems that his affairs have never stopped.

It feels a bit like painting a cake.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Seeing Lin Mo was about to leave, Zuo Rong hurriedly stopped him and said, "I have found out what you asked me to investigate. The maid named Zhao'er was not arranged for you by the Lu family. She was indeed bought by Zijing."

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Her father was Guo Yong, the governor of Nanyang in the early years. He was framed and killed during a power struggle between Jingzhou aristocratic families. Then she fled with the refugees and ran to Xuzhou.

There is nothing else to doubt."

Guo Yong

Your surname is Guo, Guo Zhao?

This name sounds familiar.

Queen Guo!

Lin Mo's eyes lit up and he suddenly remembered, isn't Guo Zhao Queen Guo, Cao Pi's queen? No wonder she is quite good-looking.

Ah, this, this can also cut off the beard.

Originally, he asked Zuo Rong to check her out because he was worried that Lu Su would be spoofing people around him. It seemed that he was really worried.

Now that I think about it, it may be that after her parents died, she was homeless and had no fixed place to live, which made her very sensitive. After all, living among the homeless was not an easy task. God knows how much she suffered.
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When she and Xu Sheng were preparing to run away, she saw her crying face movingly after she left, just because she didn't want to be abandoned again.

After thinking about it, Lin Mo nodded, "It seems that this girl doesn't need to be replaced."

"No, no, no, no problem, my dear brother, you can enjoy it with peace of mind." Zuo Rong smiled cheekily.

Lin Mo rolled his eyes at him, "What are you talking about? Who do you think I am? I studied the Spring and Autumn Period!"

Xuzhou will be attacked after the autumn harvest, and with the busy summer farming schedule, no one in the Cao family will be idle from top to bottom.
To be continued...