"It's up to one battle?"

Zangba looked surprised, and looked at Xi Zhicai's calm and gentle look, and his face was full of disbelief.

Guan Hai also curled his lips beside him. He felt that scholars would brag. Judging from his inflexible brain, there were so many Yellow Turban soldiers outside, and they just thought they were pigs to kill, and they had to kill for a while.

"Where will the plan come out?" Zangba felt awe-inspiring and his words became more literary. His father was a scholar at the school and he had a sense of respect for scholars since he was a child. In Xiaoxingzhuang, Liu Zhe used Xi Zhicai and Xu Shu as military advisors, so Zangba felt that Xi Zhi was a person like Chen Ping and Zhang Liang. Such an awesome person who could pacify the world by using his brain is worthy of his respect.

Xi Zhicai smiled and said his thoughts. He said, "You will know in a few days. Just block the Yellow Turbans during this period. Don't fight with them."

"This is simple. If they dare to come, we will take people out and kill them." Zangba said boldly.

As long as there are crossbowmen who want to defend, it is so simple that it is not possible. Moreover, the source of material resources behind it is constantly transported up, so you are not afraid of lack of materials at all.

There are enough supplies and relying on crossbowmen to defend the place. Heavy cavalry is the best candidate for attack. The troops that can fight against heavy cavalry on the flat ground have not yet appeared. The Yellow Turban Sect doesn't even have a few horses, so how can it beat heavy cavalry?

"I'll go out next time." Guan Hai shouted from the side. He didn't say anything anymore, he was afraid that Zangba would throw him in the camp to watch the show again.

"Guan Hai, stay, I have something to need you." Xi Zhicai spoke out, letting Zangba have a happy mood, but Guan Hai was distressed.

"What are you doing? Can you kill the enemy?" Guan Hai asked with wide eyes, his expression seemed to be like you would stop if you dare to say no.

Xi Zhicai smiled and said, "Of course, just don't worry."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

One night passed!

Deng Mao, who was shocked, sat above with red eyes, stared at his subordinates below with vicious eyes, and roared angrily: "Who of you dares to lead the troops to rush again?"

Yesterday, he was beaten so badly by Xiaoxingzhuang, with tens of thousands of casualties. All night was the crying of the relatives of the dead soldiers, which made him unable to sleep at all!

The people below looked at me, I looked at you, and then everyone lowered their heads, and no one dared to speak out. Yesterday's scene made them have nightmares all night. The officers and soldiers with organization were not so powerful. They would rather fight with the officers and soldiers than provoke Xiaoxingzhuang. The arrow rain was simply their nightmare, and the cavalry that came and went like the wind was simply a death harvester, which was so terrible!

"No one dares?"

"No one dares?"

"No one dares?"

Deng Mao asked three times but no one dared to speak out. He looked scared. He couldn't help but get angry and said, "Where are you brave? You are all fucking waste, waste..."

Be brave, why don’t you go? Han Yong also lowered his head below, his eyes full of gloating and his heart was secretly happy. But at this time he did not dare to make any sound, so as not to be targeted by Deng Mao.

"Ship Qu, why don't we retreat?" a subordinate whispered.

"Retreat?" Deng Mao's eyes were red and his expression was ferocious. When he retreated at this time, would he still be able to treat Coach Qu in the future?

The subordinate was stared at and his heart was trembling. He swallowed a few times secretly and sat down obediently, never dared to say another word.

For five days, Deng Mao could not find anyone who dared to lead his troops to attack Xiaoxingzhuang's camp. They just stayed here like this, either moving forward or retreating. And no one came out on Xiaoxingzhuang.

"It's been five days, and the Yellow Turban Army has no movement at all. Are you brave enough? If so, I'd just let me lead the army and rush back again, and maybe I can defeat them." For five days, the Tibetan Ba ​​led his soldiers to wait for the battle every day, and was alert every day, and always guarded against the Yellow Turban Army's coming.

However, after being alert for five days, the Yellow Turban Army had no movement at all.

"The whistleblowers who were parading around had no news to come back. They were not allowed to split their troops to attack Xiaoxingzhuang. What are they doing?" Zangba was very puzzled.

"Zhicai, what are you watching?" Zangba was very curious. Xi Zhicai has been hiding in the tent these days. As soon as he entered, he found that a large sand table was placed inside.

"Isn't this a sand table that the lord tricked into? What did you move here for? Hey, no, this is what you did?" Zangba was very surprised.

"Isn't this the terrain of Bashiling? Why are you doing this?" The Zangba talked a lot in his boredom, one sentence after another.

"The lord, Dacai, actually created a sand table, making the terrain of the world clear at a glance." Xi Zhicai exclaimed, and was amazed at the sand table that Liu Zhe made.

"What are you doing this?" asked Zangba curiously.

Xi Zhicai pointed to a place on the sand table and asked with a smile: "Xuan Gao, do you know this place?"

"Of course I know it." Zangba replied.

That place was a slope, and the ground seemed to collapse, much shorter than the surrounding terrain. That place was ten miles to the left of their camp, and it was rarely visited.

Just ask what's the use of this?
Chapter completed!