After passing Zhou Yangyi, he entered Wenxi, crossed the river and went south, arriving at Anyi. Xu Shu's infiltration journey was smooth sailing without any surprises. [This article comes from]
Guo Tai's encirclement network was very large and densely deployed, but his troops were a mob after all, and the defense was not targeted at all, and it seemed a bit large and unreasonable.
Xu Shu's group is quite special.
Long before joining the Qingzhou Army, Xu Shu was very good at using disguises and aliases. There is a saying in later generations: People are forced out, and Xu Shu’s skills are also forced out. There is nothing wrong with being chivalrous. Xu Shu is a ranger, and he can do all kinds of things.
As a criminal, in order to avoid being caught by the government, he could only hide his whereabouts as much as possible.
After smearing some vinegar on his face and applying some powder, his signature sunny smile suddenly disappeared. He looked like a refugee with stunted growth and a sallow complexion.
Zhao Liu didn't have to worry. He was originally the lowest-level clerk in the yamen, similar to the co-police in later generations. Don't underestimate this kind of person. If he doesn't have two brushes and can handle both black and white, how can he be a yamen servant?
Or assist the police?
Guo Tai captured Wenxi as a bridgehead for the invasion of the hinterland of Baibo, Anyi. There were heavy troops stationed here, but Zhao Liu still said that he could sneak in by being a fool, and he also got a lot of valuable information back. He was in Jianghu
The status above is also evident.
As for the person who was born in Bai Bo and who was called Xiu Yuan by Xu Shu, he was also not an ordinary person.
Among the five hundred Baibo who followed Wang Yu, they were basically all strong men. Due to the impact of famine, most of them were a little thin, but they all had big frames. Although they were not considered pampered in Qingzhou in the past two years
, but compared to the past, it was a day like heaven.
So now, as long as those who survive the war are all heroes who can stand up with their fists and run horses with their arms.
Only this Xu Tu is different.
This man was born with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and a sinister eyebrow and rat eyes. He doesn't look like a good person no matter how he looks at it. Although he is also a member of the Destroying Front Battalion, he has never been in trouble to rush into battle. With his thin arms and legs, he can swing the horse-cutting sword.
You can bend your waist, wear fish scale armor all over your body, and be crushed to death by the armor without the enemy coming to kill you.
The five hundred warriors were specially selected by Li Le. As Wang Yu's biggest fan in Bai Bo's army, he certainly wouldn't randomly stuff people in to make up the number. This Xu Tu also had some skills.
His specialties were medicine and divination.
Even in the Yellow Turban Army, which has a strong religious flavor, there are not many people with these two skills. If you know medical skills, you can preach, or at least be a commander; if you know divination, you will be even more powerful. The essence of divination is
To understand people's hearts, and then there is eloquence. If you can only read people but don't have the ability to deceive them, then what kind of divination is that?
Talents possessing both of these skills were rare in Zhang Jiao's era, and they were even rarer in Bai Bo's army.
Li Le had good intentions at the beginning, thinking that letting this witch doctor follow the little heavenly master with great magical powers would definitely help him a lot. Even if he couldn't help, he could still learn a lot and be able to work independently in the future.
But that little heavenly master Wang Yu is fake. Although he can also deceive people, his tricks are different from those of fortune tellers. If it were the shoehorned face who goes to parties every year, he might be the same.
Xu Tu hit it off instantly and hated seeing each other so late. From Wang Yu's side, he could only say that he was a secret lover.
If you can't go into battle, become a military doctor. His half-baked medical skills are only a few days away. Zhang Ning is Zhang Jiao's direct descendant, more than ten times better than Xu Tu?
The ability of divination is of no use at all. Military Master Jia doesn't need divination. Anyone who has a problem can ask him. When he narrows his eyes, he will come up with a lot of ideas. With such a shortcut, who would come to the witch doctor?
After wasting more than a year, Doctor Xu had no choice but to give up his profession and try to work hard with Military Advisor Jia as his goal. The latter was also good at reading people's hearts. From this aspect, the two did have a certain degree of similarity.
Of course, even Wang Yu was afraid of Jia Xu's monster-like methods. In the history of his previous life, he once disturbed the situation in the world. This kind of skill is purely a gift from heaven, and you will definitely not be able to learn it later.
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After several rounds, Witch Doctor Xu discovered that although the Qingzhou Army was large, it could not find a position where he could use his talents!
Seeing his former subordinates rise to higher positions one by one, he felt really unhappy. Although according to his ability, it would be no problem to be an ordinary military doctor, but compared with the scenery in Hedong in the past, the contrast was so great.
It's indeed too big.
It wasn't until he met Xu Shu that Witch Doctor Xu found an opportunity to use his spare energy.
Xu Shu is in charge of the secret espionage system, and his main duties are to spy, lurk, alienate and assassinate. The talents required are also various and do not follow the rules.
One of the assassinations is very suitable for Witch Doctor Xu, because he is not good at medicine, but he is very experienced in using poisons and detoxifying them. When Xu Shu carried out large-scale assassinations in Xuzhou, he had made great efforts, and several
The officials who were relatively closely guarded around him died silently from the poison he made!
This time, in order to win the trust of the four generals Bai Bo, Witch Doctor Xu once again came in handy.
With his image, he dressed up as a traveling doctor and didn't even need to put on makeup. Not to mention just passing through the encirclement, even if he wanted to see Mrs. Guo, there was still a chance.
Only Guan Hai was a flaw. This guy looked so tough that it made people wary. No matter how much he put on makeup, it was no use. Fortunately, with the cover of the other three people, he managed to get through without any danger.
"Anyi is ahead! Old manager, don't keep touching the knife. This is our own territory. No one will come after us. You don't understand. Guo Tai, Yang Shuai, Han Shuai and others will not fight completely.
He wanted to use the help of the Xiliang people to force Yang Shuai and others to have no choice but to surrender to him. "
Xu Tu was just 30 years old, but because of his career, he had a goatee on his chin. When he was giving fortune-telling or analyzing the general trend of the world, he would twist his goatee while talking and cheating.
For a moment, Guan Hai was able to deal with a rough material like this with ease.
"His success can be interpreted as being worried about the war on the front line and having to station the troops closer to avoid being unable to respond to changes in the front. Will anyone believe it? Of course there is! The two sides are now engaged in psychological warfare, as someone expected
Not bad, I am afraid that the people in the army have become unstable now, and there must be a lot of people who want to take refuge with Mrs. Guo."
He twitched his little finger. He said in a very affirmative tone: "Maybe, even Han Shuai is considering this matter. Is he a coward? Old manager, you are wrong, you don't understand, Han Shuai
That man is definitely not cowardly, but he has a bit of womanly kindness. By the way, his temper is exactly the same as that of Xu Shijun. He keeps talking all day long about finding a way for everyone to survive so that future generations will not be able to survive.
If you suffer any more..."
He was frothing at the mouth as he spoke. Guan Hai would interrupt and ask a few questions from time to time, Zhao Liu would chime in and add a few words from time to time, and Xu Shu would listen and observe the surroundings.
What Xu Tu said is indeed reasonable. Although Wenxi was lost, the people north of Anyi did not show a tense and defensive posture, which was completely different from the tense atmosphere in the south of the city.
Anyi's main defensive measure against Guo Tai was the row of simple beacon towers along the east bank of Sushui River. In addition, the residences were also built in the style of a camp. Close the gates and send troops to climb the walls of the camp, which is a tower with
It is a fortress with basic defense. However, those holding various weapons and scanning back and forth on the road with vigilant eyes are all old and weak, and the strong ones can hardly be seen.
After experiencing many battles, Xu Shu's vision was no longer what it used to be. He could easily judge the number of troops needed to break through these defensive measures. The estimated results made him feel heavier and heavier.
If Mrs. Guo completely broke his heart and ignored Yang Feng and others who might defect to the Xiliang army, he could just mobilize 10,000 elite troops and bring twice as many auxiliary troops, and he would be able to march straight in and reach the gates of Anyi City.
Judging from the arrangement of the Baibo Army, Yang Feng and others are still more inclined to Guo Tai, who comes from the same lineage.
This is not surprising. After all, when Bai Bo split up his family, it was a peaceful one. The fourth general sent some food to Mrs. Guo. Mrs. Guo was also very sensible and did not send her army south in anger. They had never experienced the Qingzhou Yellow Turban.
That kind of fierce internal strife and brutal fighting. When there is no hatred and no way out, it is not surprising that they want to get back together.
This is not good news for Xu Shu. It means that before dealing with Mrs. Guo, he still has to try to convince the four generals Bai Bo, especially Han Xian.
"General Han has a high prestige in the military, right?" Xu Shu asked.
"That's right, brother Yuan Zhi." Xu Tu's little eyes flickered, and he secretly changed the title.
Ever since he joined Xu Shu's staff, he has been trying to establish some kind of relationship with the other party. Both of them have the surname Xu, and they must have been the same family five hundred years ago, and his ancestors are also from Yingchuan. Although there is no genealogy or anything like that, but
But Witch Doctor Xu stubbornly believed that he and Xu Shu must have some relationship. Otherwise, how could they both have the surname Xu, be so smart, and be so compatible?
There is not even a family tree, so of course Xu Shu will not admit relatives casually. The witch doctor himself is also very knowledgeable and will not talk nonsense in public, but it is still possible to get close to him in private. After all, Xu Shu is very easy-going and has a strong affinity, so he will not do this.
Worry about little things.
"Did the lord tell you that?"
Xu Shu nodded, his eyes still wandering around: "My lord has said it, but even if my lord doesn't mention it, I already know the scene outside the city."
"What's the scene outside the city?" Xu Tu and the three of them were stunned. They followed Xu Shu's gaze and saw nothing but piles of victims here and there. They couldn't help but asked blankly: "What's there?"
Special?"
"The layout of the camp... look at those camps, do you know their original function? Those camps-like places were all original markets, extending in all directions, square and square, and usually surrounded by fences to prevent wild beasts or thieves
, now it can be used as a fortress guard.”
Xu Shu pointed around and explained: "There are also those high platforms where porridge and food are distributed. They must be gathering places. There are many mounds around the high platforms. They must not be purely for preaching doctrines and boosting morale, but for
To entertain people with drums and educate people..."
Proclaiming doctrines and boosting morale are essentially incitements. Since you want to incite people to a point where their blood boils and it becomes difficult to control themselves, standing is naturally better than sitting. The high platform with seats around it is undoubtedly used to appreciate certain things.
"My lord has mentioned these arrangements, and Gaotang's new city will adopt this model. Back then, my lord was in a hurry in Hedong, and there must not have been many opportunities for in-depth discussions. General Han only listened to my lord's words.
, you can understand for yourself that in two years, if Anyi was built into such a state, why is it so surprising that it will be supported and loved by others?"
Although none of the three of them had seen the most prosperous Anyi under Bai Bo's control, through Xu Shu's subtle eyes, they could vaguely see the prosperous scene of the market with people coming and going. In the evening, there would be people on the high platform.
During the performance, people who have worked hard for a day will gather around, laugh, clap their hands, laugh heartily, dispel their fatigue, and look forward to a better tomorrow...
But at this moment, all this no longer exists.
In the criss-crossing streets, weeds have pushed back the soil tenaciously, revealing a touch of green. The farmers who should be there are nowhere to be seen. Only hungry crows are flying around in the fields, screaming "Ahhhh".
In the supposedly bustling market, there were no shouts of hawking or bargaining, only vigilant glances colder than the wind, and various weapons clenched in veined hands. It seems that the cold winter is still here.
Wandering here.
The high platform that once brought hope and joy to people was empty. Only when it was time to eat, someone would climb up with a gong and feebly ring the gong in their hands to bring hope to the hungry people.
Hope, and a dark and boundless tomorrow.
"What a crime." Infected by the contrast Xu Shu painted, Xu Tu sighed feebly, suddenly became excited again, turned around, pressed Xu Shu's shoulders, and cried in a tearful voice: "Yuan Zhi
, General Yuanzhi! You must save everyone, you must save everyone!"
Looking at the city gate that had appeared in the field of vision, Xu Shu said coldly: "Since the lord has sent me, Xu Yuanzhi, I cannot allow Xiaoxiao to be arrogant! Let's go into the city!"