Please give me a few flowers. 0.0 "Pengju, please wait for a while." He saw Cao Cao running over and came to Zhao Fei's side.
"Why is Mengde here?" Looking at Cao Cao in front of him, Zhao Fei asked with interest.
"All the generals in the tent are arrogant and complacent. Even General Huangfu is arrogant. I don't know if arrogant soldiers will be defeated. Moreover, this Yellow Turban is no better than the Yellow Turban in Yuzhou. Jizhou is Zhang Jiao's home base, and its combat strength is much stronger than that of Yuzhou.
He is strong and I am weak, so I conclude that this battle will be defeated." Cao Cao looked around and whispered in Zhao Fei's ear.
"The difference mentioned by Meng De is that our army is now in a series of battles and victories, and its military strength is magnificent. How can we be defeated with such a supreme momentum?"
"Is this Pengju's sincerity?" Cao Cao looked at Zhao Fei playfully, with a slightly evil smile on his face.
"Uh..." Zhao Fei was stunned when he heard this, then smiled bitterly and said: "Nothing can escape your eyes. Fei does think that the arrogant soldiers will be defeated, but if the leading general of the Yellow Turban Army is Meng De, then our army will fight in this battle
Defeat is inevitable, but the Yellow Turban Army does not have a general who looks like Meng De. So the outcome is still difficult to predict."
"This..." Cao Cao thought about it, and it seemed to be the same truth, and suddenly said with a sad and angry look: "It's all Peng Ju's fault at this time, otherwise I would also like General Huangfu to take the position of vanguard."
"This matter has nothing to do with me." Zhao Fei curled his lips and looked at Cao Cao who was howling heart-breakingly with disdain.
"How come it has nothing to do with you." Cao Cao said angrily: "If it weren't for Pengju, how could I have asked General Huangfu for orders to guard the camp?"
"What does this have to do with me? Could it be that I want you to protect the camp?" Zhao Fei said in a rather unkind tone after hearing Cao Cao's shameless remarks.
"Uh..." Cao Cao was stunned. What Zhao Fei said was wrong. He just saw Zhao Fei thinking deeply in the tent, so after thinking about it, he thought that the battle would be lost, so he asked Huangfu Song for help.
A duty to guard the big tent. This is really not what Zhao Fei said to himself.
"Okay, don't hang around here. Guard the camp and protect the camp. Just preserve your strength. When we get to Guangzong, there will definitely be tough battles to be fought. By then, are you afraid that you won't have the opportunity to make meritorious deeds?" Zhao Fei left.
He came over and comforted Cao Cao while patting him on the shoulder.
Zhao Fei's words obviously had a certain effect. After listening to Zhao Fei's words, Cao Cao regained his energy and said hurriedly: "What Peng Ju said is true, but Cao Cao is a little impatient. When our troops arrive at Guangzong, we will also
I hope Pengju will take good care of you."
"What are you talking about?" Zhao Fei gave Cao Cao a reassuring look, then got on his horse and ran towards the rear army.
At the same time, inside the Yellow Turban Army tent in Cangting, Bu Si was looking at everyone in the tent with a solemn expression.
In the tent, Bu Si was wearing a Han-made general's armor, with a yellow turban tied on his head. His face was weathered under the turban and looked slightly capable. After looking at it for a long time, Bu Si finally said: "Huangfu Song's army is already far away from our army.
In less than a few miles, I wonder if you have any good suggestions to help me defeat the enemy."
"This..." Upon hearing Bu Si's question, the originally quiet tent exploded in an instant. After arguing for a long time, there was no point in explaining the reason.
"That's enough!" Bu Si suddenly slapped the application table and shouted loudly. He immediately stopped the noisy tent like a vegetable market.
"Xuda, tell me!" Bu Si pointed at the person next to him and said.
When the handsome young man named Xu Da heard Bu Si pointing at him, he broke out in a cold sweat. He stood up tremblingly and said, "Tell Marshal Liang, I...I don't have any good ideas."
"Trash!" Bu Si glared at Xu Da, then turned to the person on the other side and asked: "Han Zhong, tell me!"
"This...this..." Han Zhong stood up and did not say anything for a long time.
Seeing that everyone in the tent was cowering, Bu Si couldn't get enough of it. He picked up the wine bowl on the table and threw it down, "They're all trash, there's not even a single person who can use them."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side. "Someone has a plan."
Bu Si was overjoyed when he heard the words. He hurriedly followed the voice and found the owner of the voice. This person was not very familiar to Bu Si, and he didn't know his name. He seemed to have just joined the Yellow Turban Army. This person seemed to have worked for a while before joining the Yellow Turban Army.
The master of time, when the county town was attacked last time, it was this person who encouraged the defenders to surrender, and then he proudly joined the Yellow Turban Army.
The owner of the voice was a slightly frail middle-aged man. He seemed to be out of tune with the other generals in the Yellow Turban Army, and he was quite marginalized. He was sitting in a rather inconspicuous place. The other Yellow Turban generals saw that it was him who spoke.
There was a hint of disdain.
Bu Si also felt that this person was untrustworthy, but at this point, the generals under him who had sworn allegiance could not be counted on, and he could only rely on the person in front of him for success or failure. "Who are you?"
"The last general Jiang Zhe pays homage to Liang Shuai!" the middle-aged scribe hurriedly stood up and saluted.
"You said you have another good strategy to defeat the enemy?" Bu Si asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Exactly!" Jiang Zhe said confidently.
"Okay!" Bu Si said hello loudly, then stood up and said to Jiang Zhe: "As long as your plan succeeds, I will make you Xiaofang Liangshuai and let you be in charge of ten thousand people."
"Thank you Liang Shuai!" Jiang Zhe thanked him hurriedly.
At dawn the next day, Zhao Fei was awakened by the banging of drums. After rubbing his swollen eyes, Zhao Fei yawned and walked out of the tent.
"What happened?" Zhao Fei asked the soldiers aside from the tent.
"General Huangfu is ordering troops at the school grounds. He is expected to attack the Bu Si Yellow Turban Bandits soon." The soldier on guard at the side said.
"Oh!" Zhao Fei nodded after hearing this, and turned around and went back to the tent without making any reply. After a while, the drum sound gradually became quieter, and Zhao Fei felt that he was getting sleepy again, so he fell back and started to sleep again.
He fell asleep. But Zhao Fei's sleep was not very deep, and he kept having nightmares. When he woke up slowly because he couldn't bear the harassment of the devil, Zhao Fei's forehead was already covered with a layer of cold sweat.
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Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Zhao Fei took a deep breath.
"Brother, are you having a nightmare?" Guo Jia on the side handed over a towel for Zhao Fei to wipe his face.
"I slept a little lightly, but I had some nightmares. It's okay." Zhao Fei took the face towel and wiped his face and said.
"What are you dreaming about?" Guo Jia asked with a gossipy look.
Zhao Fei thought about it carefully, but couldn't think of anything else. He could only shake his head helplessly and said: "They are all messy things, and I can't remember them well."
"That's it!" Guo Jiapo replied with some disappointment.
"By the way, what time is it now?" Zhao Fei asked.
"It's already Renchen time!"
"I didn't expect that I actually slept for more than an hour." Recalling that I looked like Cai Yin before going to bed, I didn't expect that I slept for two hours. "By the way, there is news from General Huangfu's army."
"I'm not sure. Brother, you also know that I just woke up. But I haven't heard the news about General Huangfu's triumphant return in the camp. He hasn't come back yet." Guo Jia shrugged.
I don't know anything.
Just at this time, an ominous premonition arose in his heart. "More than an hour has passed here and there, why is there no news at all from the front? Maybe something happened." Thinking of this, Zhao Feiteng stood up immediately.
Come, turned around and walked out. After leaving the tent and calling the groom, Zhao Fei got on his horse and headed towards Cao Cao's territory.
"Where are you going, brother?" When Guo Jia chased him out and asked, Zhao Fei had already galloped away. "Is there something wrong with the battle ahead?" Guo Jia couldn't help but look at Zhao Fei's back as he rode away.
He muttered.
On the east side of the tent, inside Cao Cao's tent, Cao Cao was sitting in the tent with a helpless expression. Looking at the map hanging in the tent, Cao Cao looked unhappy. "Why are others killing everyone in front, but I am
He is staying in this tent."
"Alas~~" Cao Cao sighed again, came to his senses, adjusted his armor, turned around and prepared to leave the tent.
Although there are guards in the camp, as the camp commander, he has to perform some duties, otherwise, how can he serve the people?
Just as Cao Cao was about to lift the curtain and leave the tent, Zhao Fei ran in like a whirlwind. Neither of them noticed, and they bumped into each other.
The sudden attack made Cao Cao furious. He was not in a very good mood. At this time, he actually encountered a daredevil.
"He Fangxiao, you dare to rush into the stupid captain. I think you want to eat the military stick."
"Meng De is so angry!" After hearing what Cao Cao said, Zhao Fei also said in a rather unkind tone.
"It turns out to be Pengju!" Hearing the voice outside the tent, Cao Cao's anger disappeared in an instant.
But Cao Cao was no longer angry, which was not necessarily the case with Zhao Fei. Zhao Fei walked into the tent and looked at Cao Cao solemnly.
"This... this is really an unintentional move. I hope Pengju won't take it personally." Cao Cao felt a little chilled in his heart when Zhao Fei saw him, so he hurriedly saluted.
"That's not what I want to say. I'm asking you how long has General Huangfu been out?"
"It's...it's been nearly two hours." Cao Cao said softly.
"How about a scout coming to report the war?" Zhao Fei asked anxiously.
I don’t know why Zhao Fei asked this, but Cao Cao still said truthfully: "A scout came to report an hour ago, saying that General Huangfu defeated the Yellow Turbans in front of the formation, and the entire Yellow Turban bandits were defeated. And General Huangfu led the troops to pursue him.
It is said that the Yellow Turban bandits will be defeated in less than an hour, but no one has come to avenge them yet."
"It's broken!" After hearing this, Zhao Fei suddenly slapped his thigh. At this time, Cao Cao also reflected what happened. To say that an hour has passed now, someone should have come back, but it has already been like this
Calm down, I'm afraid something went wrong in the battle ahead.
"Are there any soldiers in the camp?"
"There are also three thousand cavalry under a certain command, which are the elite of the imperial court."
"Quickly assemble the camp to rescue General Huangfu."