Anshun City, south of Nanyang County, less than a hundred miles away from Rang City, 20,000 Jingzhou elites have already deployed antlers on official roads and important places to defend with all their strength.
Fang Guang's guess was correct. Liu Biao had accumulated a lot of experience. Now that he had taken action, he had the viciousness to put Cao Cao to death.
Jingzhou tribe was good at water warfare. A few decades later, Guan Yu attacked along waterways. Today, Liu Biao's tribe also deploys military resources along waterways.
When an ordinary general sets up a military camp, the general's tent must be in the safest and most dangerous place.
In Jingzhou, Deng Ji, who was not well-known, was able to get the position of commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition this time and overpowered all the generals, but he found a unique way and placed his camp in the most dangerous place in the south.
When Deng Ji thought about it, Cao Cao and Zhang Xiu were probably being slaughtered in Rangcheng at this time. He was the oriole, waiting here.
Liu Biao was a great intellectual, and the general he liked should also be the best in literary style.
Although Deng Ji was born as a martial artist, he was also used to writing poems and painting in the army. He was quite capable of wiping out powerful enemies with a snap of his fingers.
He believed that his army would be at ease and waiting for work, so that he would be in an invincible position. Today, he was anxious to help his generals and went to the big tent together.
"The soldiers of Xia Shui in the Huangzu River will arrive in a few days!"
"The soldiers and horses of Xiangyang should be here a few days later! God has given me such a great contribution, it is really shameful!"
"Master Zhang, please write down my arrangements one by one and report them to the lord!"
"Where is the painter? There is also a painter. Paint the city of Anshun and my appearance together and send it to the lord!"
"You all don't understand. To be an official in Jingzhou, you must know your lord's connections. Why can't Cai Hao, Zhang Yun, and Huang Zu compete with me for this job? It's because you don't understand your lord's thoughts!
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Deng Ji took a few sips at noon, and while he was talking, he was missing the doorman.
Liu Biao's lineage in Jingzhou, Mrs. Cai's clan, and Kuai Yue, advocated good relations with Cao Cao and not to participate in the northern war.
Huang Zu of Jiangxia and the eldest son Liu Qi advocated joining forces with Yuan Shao to contain Cao Cao.
The most important reason why Liu Biao agreed to send troops this time was that Cai Hao, the leader of the peace faction, suddenly changed his mind and immediately persuaded Liu Biao to lead his troops northward.
At Liu Biao's side, his second wife was at odds with his eldest son. Among the generals, although Deng Ji was mediocre, it was precisely because he was mediocre, had no factional background, and knew how to be arty that he was appointed here.
"Good morning, General!"
"By following General Deng, I not only learned how to march and form formations, but also learned how to behave as a human being!"
After Deng Ji finished speaking, the chief bookkeeper, assistant generals, and even the painter all expressed their gratitude to him, and the painter even presented him with a portrait.
General Jingzhou, looking at the scene where he was immediately at the foot of Anshun City, felt very proud and couldn't help but twitch his beard and smile.
He was feeling proud, perhaps after Lu Bu's death, he, Deng Jineng, stood side by side with Guan and Zhang, Xu Chu and Dian Wei were shoulder to shoulder. Suddenly, outside the tent, a junior high school student ran in with a look of panic on his face.
"General, from the south of the official road, hundreds of cavalry are heading straight for this place. They have overturned three of our army's checkpoints and are heading straight for this place!"
"Oh? So brave, but next to Cao Cao, are Xu Chu and Dian Wei?"
"No, general, look at the flag, it's Xu Huang, the Marquis of Duting!"
"What Xu Huang? He's just a cadre of horses. The labor and management don't recognize him. My stronghold has several weights of antlers. How can Cao Thief Tribe enter?"
"Just let the crossbowmen shoot away. I guess it was Cao Cao who suffered a loss in Rangcheng and was defeated when he went south!"
Xu Huang was still not well-known at this time, and Deng Ji didn't take him seriously at all. He was from Jiangxia, and he was so proud that he even spat out his hometown dialect.
The principal agreed and flew away, but after a moment, Deng Ji heard the shouts of death coming closer and closer outside the tent, as if thieves were rushing to the front of the tent.
He was startled, so he walked out of the tent and looked at the sound, and the vulgar words "What a bad guy!" suddenly came out of his mouth.
It turned out that Cao's army was all cavalry. At this time, dozens of people in the vanguard dismounted, wore heavy armor, and moved all the antlers aside under the rain of arrows.
There were hundreds of corpses of Jingzhou soldiers lying on the ground. Apparently they were chopped down to the ground when they tried to stop them.
The leader of Cao's army was eight feet tall, with a chest of at least three feet. He was extremely tall and majestic. He dismounted and stood at the front of Cao's army, brandishing a giant axe.
A Jingzhou soldier approached someone and was instantly cut into two pieces by the man's big axe.
Deng Ji glanced at it and saw that the last antlers on the road had been moved away by Cao Jun.
The majestic man seemed to have noticed something and glanced at Deng Ji. The Jiangxia zebra man felt as if his head had been poured with cold water, and his hands and feet instantly felt like ice.
"Thieves are not trained in the art of war. This place is an important place in the center. All generals will follow me to kill the thieves. Don't live up to the promise of Great Harmony!"
Xu Huang raised his arms and shouted, remounted his horse, brandished his battle ax and charged straight towards Deng Ji.
Jiang Xia, a vulgar man, realized something was wrong at this moment. He turned around and tried to escape, but he couldn't escape in time. Just outside his tent, Xu Huang picked up his ax and chopped him into two pieces.
The most brutal battle fought by Jingzhou soldiers in the past two years was against Sun Ce.
The army had never seen such beheading tactics before. Seeing Deng Ji's death, the Jingzhou soldiers shouted and immediately dispersed like birds and beasts.
Xu Huang rode his horse and went straight into the big tent. When he was in Guangzhou, he had been fighting for a living in the Yellow Turban Army. From the Baibo Army, the Bingzhou Biel Army, to Cao Cao's tribe, he had fought for more than ten years. He had never seen a handsome tent like Deng Ji.
All the soldiers in the tent had long since disappeared, leaving only a bookkeeper, a painter, and the Jingzhou Military Strategy and the portrait of Deng Ji spread out on the table, which no one cared about.
"What is this? Bah, it's so heroic. It turns out to be that idiot outside the tent?"
"Hey, Anshun City is so beautiful? No way, someone actually drew this thing! Tell me, is this true?"
Happiness came so suddenly that Xu Huang couldn't believe it. In doubt, he looked at the painter in the tent, a man from Jingzhou. Looking at Xu Huang's eyes, his legs went weak and he was already kneeling on the ground.
"Brother Fierce General, this is the picture that General Deng drew overnight. We don't know whether it is true or not!"
"It's just that when General Deng was alive, he always said that a gentleman is magnanimous and a villain hides his secrets. General Deng also said just now that this document is to be sent to the Lord. I think it will be correct!"
"I don't believe that there are such stupid people in the world. Please send this thing to Cao Gong and Datong quickly. These two people will know the authenticity at a glance!"
"Good fellow, when I came here, there were only a few thousand people, but now in less than two days, there are so many more! Liu Biao, you are really generous!"
Xu Huang handed the document and the self-portrait with Deng Ji to the soldiers behind him. Watching the troops go away, he rushed out of the tent and was surprised to see the Jingzhou camp.
Deng Ji is dead, and Jingzhou's army and horses are in chaos. However, no matter how brave Xu Huang is, the three hundred cavalry can only kill Liu Biao's troops, but they cannot annihilate them all!