45, the king has the weapon, the concubine is nameless (7)
"Lord..."
Seeing Yan Xiang's disapproval written all over his face, and just as he opened his mouth as if to continue speaking, Yuan Shu smiled and said, "Why is this so?"
"A joke."
"Come and see." Yuan Shu spoke to Yan Xiang and called his maid to take out the map and slowly unfolded it on several cases.
"This is..." Yan Xiang only looked at it for a while, then he was stunned: "Map of Xuzhou?"
Yuan Shu nodded and looked down at the splendid mountains and rivers on the map with him. He pointed his halberd forward and showed his ambition: "I have long wanted to capture this place!"
He strutted around the hall several times and murmured to himself: "It's just that the territory is not stable yet. Liu Yao is entrenched in Qu'a, watching from the side. If I don't get rid of this person, Yangzhou will not be in my hands. At that time
At this time, I feel uneasy about using troops abroad."
"Secondly, Tao Qiang just had a big battle with Cao Aman, and I wanted to make peace with him and fight against the Yuan-Cao alliance."
"That's why we temporarily suppressed it." After saying this, Yuan Shu sneered with disdain: "I didn't expect that Tao Gongzu was so incompetent!"
"Being defeated by the eunuchs and unable to resist the thieves, you say, these common men are old and decrepit..."
He stared at Yan Xiang and said word by word: "How can I associate with a man who has conquered thousands of miles?"
"What my lord said is true." Yan Xiang agreed with Yuan Shu: "Tao Qian is not worth mentioning."
"Wang Zheng..."
Yuan Shu shook his head: "A man with no more than ten thousand bandits under his command actually attacked five cities in ten months and almost captured an entire county. Yan Xiang, why do you think this is?"
Just as Yan Xiang was about to speak, he heard Yuan Shu give the answer confidently:
"Xuzhou is short of troops, and Tao Qian is only able to defend it."
"Whether Wang Zheng attacks Pengcheng next or goes into the East China Sea, with his current momentum, he will definitely force Tao Qian to mobilize the troops from Guangling and Xiapi to return to defense."
Yuan Shu turned his head leisurely and looked towards the north, his words carrying the sound of gold and iron:
"The old and the young are fighting for Xuzhou..."
By this time, Yan Xiang had already understood.
He was also very happy to see that his lord had ambitions to march north and compete for deer. He was also filled with pride and couldn't help but interject: "This is a snipe and a clam fighting, and they can't let each other go."
"Haha, that's right." Yuan Shu clapped his hands and laughed:
"If we don't give up, I will be the fisherman who catches both."
"As for recruiting..." Yuan Shu's eyes grew cold, as if he was angry: "In the past, there was Guan Hai who refused to obey orders, and in the later period, Wang Zheng broke the alliance and broke the promise."
"I'm not afraid of suffering in vain, but the Qingzhou thieves..."
"Hey, you can't trust it anymore, let alone use it?"
The last words finally made Yan Xiang feel relieved. He cupped his hands and said: "Wang Zheng is a wild man with ambitions and cannot be inferior to others. If my lord has such thoughts, it can be said that he has seen thousands of miles away!"
"I am worried too much!"
Looking at the map again, Yuan Shu pondered for a moment and said: "I have sent an order to Huaiyi Colonel Sun Ce to lead 5,000 troops and set off for Zhongli today, and stationed in the city to wait and see what happens."
"The rest of the ministries are in full swing and preparing for war!"
"promise!"
...
In any era, in battlefield conquests, intelligence is extremely important, and it is the key factor that determines success or failure.
Once the news is false or delayed, the commander will misjudge the situation and make unfavorable strategic plans and measures.
Wang Zheng and Yuan Shu both suffered from the slow transmission of news in this world.
Because of what Zhang Rao said, the former thought that Beihai was now trapped by Guan Hai and was unable to send troops, but he did not know that Beihai had not only been out of trouble long ago, but also a future enemy had arrived.
The latter didn't know that the Yellow Turban Qushuai who made him gnashed his teeth had become a dead soul under someone's sword a few days ago.
...
Qingzhou, Beihai Kingdom.
Due to the large number of rivers in the Shandong Peninsula, many people choose fast and safe waterways when traveling between counties and counties within the state or across borders.
In the peaceful years before the troubled times, whether entering the Yellow River or leaving the Bohai Sea, you could see the constant flow of ships and countless trackers and sticks along the river.
But now...
Even in Qi County, the most prosperous county, there are no sails. Only in a few counties along the river can you see a few fishermen casting their nets.
Except for Beihai Country.
Even though it was invaded by a large group of Yellow Turban bandits not long ago, once the crisis was over, countless high-rise boats could be seen sailing out of the offshore route the next day, which shows the living conditions of the residents here.
And all of this is because of the merits of his prime minister.
Kong Rong, courtesy name Wenju, was the twentieth generation grandson of a Confucian sage. He became famous throughout the world since he was a child. He himself was a great Confucian of the time and a master of Confucian classics.
Such a talented and well-born person, coupled with his high position, is naturally insulated from being approachable.
However, at today's banquet, the world-famous Kong Beihai was uncharacteristically enthusiastic and proactive, with no airs at all. There was no trace of the arrogance on his face in the past.
"Xuande, please have a full drink!"
He seemed to be in a good mood. From the beginning of the banquet to the present, Kong Rong not only raised his glass to drink, but also invited others to raise his glass and drink.
Hearing the call, an armored general on the couch below quickly raised his head, first smiled gently, and then raised his glass in response while the beautiful maid beside him was holding a pot and pouring wine.
This is an extraordinary young man who can be seen at a glance.
Even though he has a sword around his waist and armor with him, and he has just returned from fighting on the battlefield, others can still ignore the fierce military aura and feel close to him.
Especially his eyes under the crescent eyebrows always seem to be sincere and passionate when looking at others, making people instinctively feel almost blind trust:
No matter what the young man says or does, he is always thinking about you and will never have the slightest intention to deceive or harm you.
Maybe this is a natural talent.
If another man named Liu four hundred years ago was "God-given his wisdom", then he should be "God-given his charm".
This young man is the current Qingzhou Pingyuan Order, the future Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty, and Cao Mengde's lifelong enemy...
Liu Bei!
"Mr. Wen Ju." Seeing that Kong Rong had been drinking from the banquet to the present, and drank each cup quickly, and his cheeks were now red, Liu Bei kindly advised: "Although the wine is good, it should be moderate to avoid harming the body."
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"
Looking at Liu Bei's sincere eyes, Kong Rong was filled with emotion:
"I am besieged in Beihai. I am helpless and in danger. If you, Xuande, had not been benevolent and righteous, you would have sent troops to help..."
Having said this, Kong Rong's tone was bleak, and he was silent for a while. He suddenly stood up from the couch, quickly walked down, walked directly in front of Liu Bei, stared at him, and suddenly bowed to the end, bowing twice in a row.
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"Xuande, I'm lucky to have you saving me from danger. The truth is... thank you very much!"
Liu Bei was startled when he saw him giving such a great gift and stood up quickly. He was about to say a few words of humility and return the gift.
But Kong Rong nodded vigorously to him and walked towards another desk next to him.