Su Caier was in the main hall, carefully scrubbing the folding fan for Zhao Ce.

The folding fan she made was not glued together, but was sewn finely with needle and thread along the bone path of the fan.

Therefore, it can be cleaned simply.

Yesterday, Zhao Ce was at the city gate and his fan fell to the ground, making him a little dirty.

So Su Caier thought about washing him.

Wash the fan, take a cloth towel and suck the water, then put it on the windowsill to wait for drying.

Zhao Ce took two letters in his hand and went to the main hall.

I saw the little girl standing on the windowsill with her back to him, carefully placing the fan in the sunny place on the windowsill.

Zhao Ce walked over and hugged Su Caier from behind.

Su Caier's hand holding the fan shook slightly, then said, "Husband, I have to dry the fan."

Zhao Ce kissed her white little ear and whispered: "Okay, you can dry it."

"I have to go out and go to the government office, and you are staying at home."

Su Caier thought her husband was going to help, so she quickly put the fan on her face, turned around and said seriously: "Okay, husband, you go."

Zhao Ce looked at her and said funny: "Don't worry, I'll be back soon."

Su Caier sent him out, Zhao Ce walked out of the house, turned his head and said, "Close the door, let's see if you close it and I'll leave."

Now is an extraordinary period. Su Caier didn't say much, nodded obediently, and then closed the door in Zhao Ce's eyes.

Zhao Ce reached out and pushed the door, confirmed that it was locked from inside, and then quickly walked towards the government office.

There are many patrol officers and soldiers on the street, but occasionally some people will walk by the street.

Zhao Ce arrived at the government office and reported his identity directly. The yamen officer took him to the prefect Cui.

Prefect Cui is now in a state of turmoil. Seeing Zhao Ce seems to have seen a savior.

"You're here, sit down."

After Zhao Ce saluted him, he sat aside and handed the letter in his hand directly to the person beside him.

"Sir, the student is here today because he wants to help."

When Lord Cui saw this letter, he basically understood it.

He hesitated and said, "If you are an ordinary letter, I may not be able to arrange it for the time being."

The situation outside the city is not good now. Unless it is a letter related to military emergency, the letter will definitely not be delivered.

Zhao Ce said truthfully: "Mr. The student saved someone outside the city gate yesterday."

"This person's name is Liu Ruyu, and he calls himself the imperial censor."

"This letter was sent by his students."

Prefect Cui put his hand on the chair and suddenly grabbed it tightly. He was shocked and said, "Did you save the imperial censor?"

Zhao Ce said with some uncertainty: "But there is no token on this censor. As far as the students know, the group of thieves were able to sneak into our city with his token."

After Zhao Ce and Lao Feng talked about this, Lao Feng also sent someone to notify the Prime Minister Cui.

Now that Zhao Ce had saved the censor sent by the court, the prefect Cui felt that Zhao Ce's luck was really invincible.

But if you have luck and no strength, these things will definitely not be able to be done.

Prefect Cui said, "You did a good job."

"Although General Feng has asked someone to inform the prefectures of the censor who was taken away by them."

"But it is indeed a great achievement to save someone."

If the imperial censor died in their palace, Lord Cui would definitely not be able to escape responsibility.

Now that Zhao Ce has saved him, it can be regarded as saving his career.

However, before this, all of them had to survive safely.

Zhao Ce probably informed Lord Cui about what he had talked with Liu Ruyu.

Lord Cui seemed to have heard of the news a long time ago. He pulled Zhao Ce directly and asked, "If it was really like you discussed with the Censor, what should we do now?"

He looked at Zhao Ce expectantly.

Lord Cui was born in a Jinshi. As a serious scholar, he didn't understand anything like leading troops to fight and defending the city.

After all, the commander of the Tun Station is in their city, and those who are not smart will not have the idea of ​​their city.

This is why he dared to open the city gate again after closing a few days.

But I didn’t expect that this group of thieves had no brains, it was simply a leopard courage!

The situation in the city is now urgent, and Lao Feng is not here.

Zhao Ce, who had made great contributions in the suburbs of the city, was naturally the object he wanted to rely on.

When he sent someone to inform Zhao Ce before, he secretly reminded him.

Now that Zhao Ce himself appears in the government office, how could Lord Cui let him go easily?

When Zhao Ce came, he had already considered that this would happen.

He said directly: "Sir, the best way now is to work with General Feng inside and outside to meet the enemy."

"We all know now that the risk of defending the city is too great."

Lord Cui frowned and said worriedly: "But our city guards and the government office staff have only 200 people."

"Yesterday, Wu Baihu came to report that the number of rebels outside the city was estimated to have reached 5,000."

"Now General Feng has not brought his troops here for a long time, I'm afraid the camp will be entangled."

"It seems that this group of people is going to move all their things. If we don't take our city down, we won't give up easily."

"Two hundred people..." Zhao Ce repeated.

Lord Cui also knew that Zhao Ce had defeated more than 500 people in the suburbs of the city.

He asked tentatively: "You have defeated 500 people with fifty people."

"Let's take a look. Now that our government has sent you 200 people, can we fight?"

Zhao Ce's mouth twitched.

Probably a little?

This Lord Cui’s arithmetic is quite magical. Fifty beats five hundred, and this beats five thousand, which is probably rounded up. Two hundred people are probably fine.

What kind of god is you?

Previously, relying on the advantages of geography and prophets, all fighting were psychological warfare.

If everyone is fighting outside the city openly, what kind of empty city plan is not very good.

After all, those rebels could think with their toes that most of the troops were in the tents in the suburbs.

It is not impossible for this minority to beat the majority...

If there is gunpowder, that would be great...

But there are really not many that thing here, after all, saltpeter is not used for it.

So what can replace gunpowder and achieve the ability to win more with less?

Seeing Zhao Ce thinking, Lord Cui sighed.

"I also know that this matter is a bit difficult."

"It seems that in order to survive this disaster, we can only recruit temporary soldiers in the city and teach them for a few days, which will probably come in handy."

Temporary soldier?

That's fine, but the combat effectiveness of this casually recruited army is actually quite average.

Compared to watching these people in the city go out to die, it is better to...
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