It was another very ordinary morning in the late Han Dynasty. Smokes of cooking were rising. Farmers from the suburbs of Xuchang were yawning out of their tents and grass nests in the military roster, bringing them around Wang Hou. They were already becoming more and more popular. They ate a porridge like pig food, and then put on armor and carried spears to join the line, and then they became a neat and lusty Cao army.

Everyone is so used to farming and fighting. As for whether to die on the battlefield today, let’s talk about it then!

Compared with field battles, the morale of Cao's army is lower in siege battles. After all, there is at least a chance to cut one or two heads back in exchange for money and food, so that the family and your stomach can live a more comfortable life. However, it is already difficult to ensure that you do not die on the road to siege. You have to climb the city and seize the battles. When you can't hold on, you have to run away quickly and don't leave it on the city.

In this case, you can even chop off your head and bring it back as a military merit. It is no less difficult than using your feet to smash gold from bronze.

However, compared with colleagues with slightly lower morale, there are more powerful troops coming into this array.

Qing Yishui's neat military boots were trampled on the ground, and even the footsteps were uniform. The front army was covered with double armor, holding an axe and a halberd, and the back army was equipped with ring armor, and a knife with a ring head, with double bow steel crossbow as the main combat weapons. It was arranged in a regular square array, and the array was directly opposite the gate of Yecheng.

Either the troops holding elite weapons were criticized or elite soldiers. Judging from the appearance of his head holding his chest, his waist standing straight, and his eyes were fierce and eager to try, the Qingzhou army threw his colleagues around him who were not awake and who were slightly bent and bowed and his shoulders drooped out of the street.

However, such an energetic soldier did not accompany a commander who was also energetic. His eyes were covered with bloodshot and his hair was not so neat. As he walked, Wang Hou was yawning.

Cao Pi was also a little unslept well. I guess Wang Hou's dirty bullets left a deep impression on him yesterday. However, compared to Wang Hou, he was still tidy and looked like a handsome young man from the aristocratic family. He rode out of the central army camp surrounded by his personal soldiers and turned over and dismounted in front of the general.

Seeing Wang Hou standing there in a daze, who had been waiting for no reason, his face became a little weird, but after just one second of strangeness, Cao Pi returned to his polite appearance, and asked with a very polite fist.

"Have met the governor of Qingzhou!"

Suddenly, Wang Hou's spirit recovered a little. He suddenly opened his confused eyes and hurriedly clasped his fists and said with a respectful look.

"Oh? Wang Hou greets the eldest son!"

Although Cao Pi was hypocritical, cold-blooded and extremely selfish, one advantage was that he had a lower body. In order to win over Zhong Yao, Cao Pi ordered people to make five cooked pots and gift them to him, and personally wrote a lot of stingy and slandering words on it.

Although Cao Pi expressed dissatisfaction with Wang Hou a while ago, after Cao Cao's secret training and teaching, he is now eager to bridge his relationship with Wang Hou. As the commander of the Southern Army, he was very proud of himself to ask for help from the Dianjiang platform, and at the same time he was hypocritical.

"The state and the governor are in the country, please take care of yourself and be too busy! Please!"

No, I’m not going to sell your father and father to your life!

After whispering, Wang Hou became more energetic, but he followed Cao Pi to the general without politeness. However, he also extended his matching armor in the opposite direction and sewed it specially, and the sleeves that were much narrower were also made.

"I won't be on the stage to watch the battle today. Wang Hou dared to ask the young master to watch the army. I wonder if the young master can give this thin face?"

"Oh? It's better to obey your orders than respect!"

Although Wang Hou's dirty routines made Cao Pi feel a little scared yesterday, he had to admit that in the war, Wang Hou always seemed to be able to come up with two brushes that others could not imagine. Today he was invited, and seeing that the five infantry he prepared were indeed tall and big, and he looked particularly strong in carrying a shield, his curiosity was aroused.

What's more, we have to have a good relationship with Wang Hou. At least on the surface, it makes people think that the eldest son is close to Qingzhou Mu, without any barriers, and cannot reveal flaws like the previous moment, giving some people the opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Cao Pi nodded happily and promised.

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In fact, it was said that it was the emperor of the horse, Cao Pi was also considered one. He had followed Cao Cao to the battlefield at the age of ten. He was also present in the battle against Zhang Xiu in Wancheng, and he escaped from the chaos. There were more than 200 personal soldiers around him. The four songs were divided into two left and right formations. His two hundred personal soldiers were pressing in the middle of the four songs. As the horn of the attack of the central army sounded violently, the four songs of Qingzhou army also held halberds in both hands and marched forward with great momentum. On the morning, Cao's army, which was pressing against the black front, violently pressed towards the walls of Yecheng.

"No wonder my father praised the state governor as much as he was very proud of. He was well equipped and had murderous aura. He advanced and retreated like a man, and was an iron army!"

Although it was suspected of winning over, Cao Pi was a little sincere in this sentence. Wang Hou did not ride a horse, so he followed him. While walking, he saw rows of soldiers walking the same steps, especially now that he is still in a war state, which is not a scheming anymore!

"Just give the money to the right place."

However, this time, Wang Hou seemed a little cold to his favor. With just a faint answer, his attention was still fixed on the tall walls of Yecheng.

Before the last moment, anything can happen, so be careful!

Wang Hou, who was staring at the city wall, didn't pay any attention at all, and there were a few more pairs of eyes behind him!

On the soil slope of the Caojun trench that had not yet been completely dug, the two tigers and leopard cavalry completely lost their majesty and murderous aura of the past. Their old faces were like bitter gourds, bowing left and right and left and right to watch, and at the same time, they turned back with great sadness.

"Young Master! Miss, the front line is too dangerous, and the sword has no eyes. Let's go back soon!"

However, lying on the ground, the three little girls ignored them at all. Holding a brand new crystal-ground bronze telescope, Cao Zhang's excited eyes were about to pop out. The excited Fang Zheng's handsome face turned red and he kept shouting.

"The war is about to start! The war is about to start!"

"This is the real war!"

"Look, the army in the middle is under my father's command!"

His little finger pointed at the neat and straight team in front of the city gate, and deliberately looked indifferent tone, but Changle's eyes were also lit with excitement, which was a kind of brilliance of worship.

However, when the telescope looked at it, Cao Zhang hummed with disdain: "I knew that when I fought with the young master that day, Wang Hou, the Muslim in Qingzhou, was a flowery man. As expected! This is a siege! It is not a formation battle. What's the use of a neat team? The team is so tight that a rain of arrows will not cause more than half of the casualties!"

"Big idiot!"

Suddenly, his cheeks were so angry that he bulged, but he was still cold and did not refute. Changle reached out his little hand and grabbed the telescope in his hand.

"Give it back to me!"

"Changle! You can't break the bridge across the river! This was what my uncle gave you all the honey candy!"

"Isn't the honey sugar also my father..., that person brought it back to me!"

"Look a few more, look a few more!"

With a sad face, Cao Zhang pulled the telescope and refused to let go, but just as they were arguing, a speechless Deng Ai reached forward in his usual hunched tone.

"The city gate is open!"

"Impossible! It's so easy to open the door, Xiangfu still took a siege for half a year?"

Taking the opportunity to pull the telescope back from Changle's little hand, Cao Zhang laughed sarcastically again, but the next second, his face froze there in disbelief, and his eyes were glaring round again, as if he was almost shocked...

The gate of Yecheng, which had been confined for six and a half months, opened abruptly. At the same time, Cao Pi was shocked and quickly grabbed the front. Wang Hou waved his command sword forward with mighty force, looked back suddenly, and roared at his Qingzhou soldiers.

"Enter the army! Take the door! Kill me!"
Chapter completed!