Lu Bu's strongest strategy

Chapter 125 Chu Ge
Zhang Junhou hastily cupped his hands, "Wenhou, after I surrendered, I realized Wenhou's painstaking efforts, and I also knew that Wenhou was only for the good of everyone.

Therefore, the brothers are fortunate to be able to submit to Wen Hou's command, and hope that more people can understand Wen Hou's painstaking efforts. "

Hearing this, Chen Gong's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Could it be that you want more Cao soldiers to join Marquis Wen?"

Zhang Junhou cupped his hands and said, "I just want more people to know that only by joining Wen Hou can you have a good life."

Chen Gong's eyes lit up, and he nodded, "You can really do it?"

Zhang Junhou cupped his hands and said, "As long as Marquis Wen agrees, all of us brothers will pretend not to join Marquis Wen and return to Cao Ying."

Zhang Miao also came to his senses, and asked in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Zhang Junhou shook his head with a wry smile, "In Cao Jun's camp, there are many of our companions who came from Qingzhou together. They came to Yanzhou to make a living. I believe that as long as I tell them what is going on here, they will definitely agree. "

Hearing this, Zhang Miao nodded in disappointment, stepped aside and did not speak again.

Even if Zhang Junhou persuades all his companions to come back, how many people can there be? 2000 people are already too many, but compared with the 4 people in Cao Jun's camp, it is simply too far behind, and it won't have much effect.

Lu Bu also understood the meaning of Zhang Junhou's words, and nodded, "Zhang Junhou, if you want, you can take the brothers to Cao Ying at any time, and I promise you."

Hearing this, Zhang Junhou was overjoyed and hurriedly cupped his hands, "Thank you, Marquis Wen."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Junhou was about to turn around and leave when Chen Gong suddenly spoke.

"Wait a moment."

Chen Gong turned around and cupped his hands towards Lu Bu, and said slowly, "Marquis Wen, have you heard of being besieged on all sides?"

"Besieged on all sides?"

Lu Bu was taken aback, and asked with a frown, "Of course I know."

Chen Gong said slowly, "Xiang Wang's army fell down the wall, and the soldiers were exhausted.... At night, he heard that the Han army was besieged on all sides, and Xiang Wangnai was shocked... In the end, he killed himself in Wujiang."

Lu Bu looked at Chen Gong, then at Zhang Junhou, suddenly his heart moved, and he couldn't help asking, "Gongtai, what do you mean?"

Chen Gong nodded, "Although Cao Mengde's soldiers are strong, most of them are ordinary people. What they long for is not fighting, but a peaceful life.

The reason why they joined the Yellow Turban Army was because they had no food to eat. If they were told about the situation on Marquis Wen's side, I believe that many of them would be moved. "

Zhang Miao laughed, "Haha, that's right, as long as we let them know about our situation in Puyang, they will definitely join us. By then, Cao Mengde will be alone, so why fight us?"

Chen Gong nodded, "We can also follow the example of Gaozu. Although we can't sing the songs of Chudi around, but in Cao Jun's camp, there are many people from Qingzhou. Singing some songs of Qingzhou should be able to play a certain role. Effect."

Zhang Miao frowned and asked, "But in Cao Jun's camp, most of the people are not from Qingzhou, but from Runan, so what should we do? We can't sing Qingzhou songs at one time and Runan songs at another, right? "

Hearing this, Chen Gong couldn't help laughing, "Meng Zhuo, don't bother, as long as there is a song from Qingzhou, when the people of Qingzhou hear it, they will naturally tell the people of Runan."

Hearing what the two said, Zhang Junhou's eyes suddenly brightened, and he cupped his hands and said, "In addition to singing, we can also tell them what's going on here and shout to them, which should also have a certain effect."

Chen Gong nodded, "That's right, if we work together, maybe there will be unexpected results."

Lu Bu saw that several people spoke fiercely and looked full of confidence. Since there is no other way to think about it, let's try it for now.

"Gongtai, Meng Zhuo, Zhang Junhou, since this is the case, let the three of you do this. If there is any need, this Marquis will definitely satisfy you."

"Thank you, Marquis Wen."

……

The night on the plain was extremely quiet, and even the chirping of birds could not be heard. It was just that the mice in the ground occasionally came out and made a slight rustling sound on the ground, which made the night seem a little lively.

Cao's army camp.

Squeak!
Wang leaned steadily on the solid fence of the camp, and waved at his companions with one hand. It was appropriate for them not to speak, and his eyes searched carefully beside the fence.

According to his experience, behind the fence, there must be a mouse, and this mouse is loud, it should be fat and big!

Wang Wen remembered the delicacy of the mouse, couldn't help swallowing, and listened carefully to the sound on the ground.

At this moment, his body froze suddenly, and his eyes looked out along the gap in the fence.

"Listen, someone is singing, it seems to be the tune of my hometown."

Everyone also hurriedly listened carefully, lying behind the fence to check the movement outside.

The voice outside became louder and louder, and the soldiers in the camp could hear it more and more clearly.

Wang steadily retracted his body, leaned against the fence, and began to hum in a low voice to the tune that sounded outside.

He is from Qingzhou, and the songs outside are also the songs that Qingzhou people love to sing.

There were a few soldiers beside them, all from Qingzhou, and they couldn't help joining in when they heard Wang Wendi humming in a low voice.

Listening to the familiar singing voice beside him, Wang Wen suddenly thought of his parents in his hometown and his lovely son. He would most like to hear himself sing to him.

Unfortunately, they are all gone!
Now there is only Wang Wendi left, struggling to support here.

Thinking of this, Wang Wendi's eyes suddenly became moist, and even the song he sang began to tremble slightly.

In this troubled world, everyone has sad stories, and there are also people who cannot let go.

Wang Steadily raised his head, only to find that some people had tears in their eyes.

Just when everyone was heartbroken, suddenly, they heard a voice from outside.

The people outside are very far away. If it is shouting during the day, no one can hear the noisy ones, but in the silent night, the voice can be heard far away.

"Folks, I am Zhang Zhong from Qingzhou, and now I am serving as a military lord under Marquis Wen. What I say below is my personal experience and what I have seen.

Marquis Wen not only gave money to the people in Puyang, but also reduced or exempted them from land tax, and even some people in need were exempted from land tax directly... "

Words from outside kept coming in, and a soldier of Cao Jun suddenly sneered with disdain, "Does this Zhang Junhou think we are fools, and give them money and waive the land tax, who would believe it!"

Another soldier of Cao Jun also echoed and said, "Yes, I have traveled so many places and met all kinds of people, but I have never heard of it. Youxiong will deduct the land tax for everyone, which is even more important. Needless to say, what money will be given out, isn't he awake?"

"Haha, yes, you're right, he just didn't wake up."

"It's night now, he may be talking in his sleep, haha!"

After Wang Wen heard what the crowd said, he couldn't help but frowned, and suddenly said.

"I know Zhang Zhong and Zhang Junhou."

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly turned their heads to look at Wang Wendi, "Old Wang, do you know Zhang Zhong and Zhang Junhou who are not awake?"

"Haha, Old Wang, is this Zhang Junhou willing to talk in his sleep!"

"It must be, otherwise, how could you say such nonsense."

Wang Wen remembered Zhang Zhong's character, shook his head, and said slowly, "Zhang Junhou is a steady person. He refuses to say a word in ordinary things. If he wants to say anything, none of it is a lie."

Everyone's expressions were stunned, and the eyes they looked at Wang Wendi were a little different.

Wang looked around steadily, but he didn't see any Shangguan coming, so he said in a low voice.

"Has any of you experienced the battle by the river?"

"I was miserable at that time!"

"And me, it happened to be those refugees, oh my god, they're all crazy."

Wang Wen shook his head firmly, "The refugees were originally a group of guys who were about to starve to death, but they showed amazing fighting power that day, and they fought desperately. Why do you think they are?"

A Cao soldier frowned, "Did someone force them to come, otherwise, who would want to fight?"

Another soldier shook his head, "That's not right. At that time, the officers and soldiers seemed to be rushing to the front and they were behind. How could it be possible to force them?"

A weaker Cao soldier suddenly said, "I know, it's because Lu Bu gave them food."

A soldier of Cao Jun laughed disdainfully, "Isn't it just a bowl of porridge? What's the use? Could it be that if someone gives you a bowl of porridge, you will work hard for him?"

The weaker soldier sighed, "A bowl of porridge may not be worth much, but with that bowl of porridge, they have a chance to survive."

Hearing these words, Wang Wendi suddenly said, "Although a bowl of porridge is worthless, has any of you ever seen someone who gave porridge to refugees for no reason?"

The slightly weaker soldier was named Ge Shui, who was also from Qingzhou. He had also tasted what it was like to be a refugee, and he also knew the despair of not having food for a few days.

Therefore, he could understand the feelings of those refugees in Puyang.

Ge Shui looked at everyone's gaze and sighed, "A bowl of porridge may not be valuable, but do you know how many refugees there are in Puyang? How much food are consumed every day when all are added together?"

After hearing this, a soldier exclaimed, "Yes, we saw a lot of refugees that day. I'm afraid there were tens of thousands of them. How much food was consumed in a day!"

Everyone hadn't thought about this problem before, but now that they thought about it, they discovered the problem.

If only one refugee is given up, he may only need a bowl of porridge a day, but how many bowls of porridge do tens of thousands of refugees need every day?
Ge Shui's eyes suddenly became moist, "When we set off from Qingzhou, my whole family was there, but not long after, I was the only one left."

Speaking of this, Ge Shui wiped away tears, "If there is this bowl of porridge, maybe they won't leave me."

Ge Shui thought of leaving his family, felt grief in his heart, couldn't bear it anymore, covered his face and burst into tears.

A soldier wiped his tears, listened to Zhang Junhou shouting outside, and murmured, "Could it be that what Zhang Junhou said is true?"

A soldier was stunned for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Maybe it's true, have you forgotten that during the Battle of Puyang, we were about to win, but all the people in the city came out and came together besieged us, and that's why we were beaten out of the city."

Hearing this, Wang Wen nodded, "It should be true, otherwise, those common people are fools."

Having said that, Wang Wen turned his head and looked outside along the gap, and murmured.

"Perhaps Marquis Wen knew everyone's hardship and really reduced or exempted everyone's land tax, so the people supported him."

A soldier suddenly lowered his voice and waved his hands, "Listen, Zhang Junhou seems to say that if we are willing to go there, Wenhou will also accept us."

When everyone heard this sentence, they looked outside almost in unison.

At this moment, everyone has a question in their hearts.

Could it be that what was said outside is true?
The person speaking outside has become a refugee who came to Puyang.

The refugee's tone was agitated, and he cried out without saying a few words. His choked words made it almost impossible to hear what he said.

However, Cao Jun's soldiers behind the fence understood what he wanted to express through a few words.

As more and more people shouted outside, Cao Jun's soldiers behind the fence became more and more excited.

"Brothers in Cao Jun's camp, come on, don't help Cao Jun to help the evil, only Wen Hou is the best person for us..."

The soldiers of Cao Jun behind the fence had been talking disdainfully at the beginning, and gradually no one spoke, but they kept staring outside.

Although they didn't speak, there were more things on their minds.

Finally, a Cao Jun soldier turned his head and looked at everyone, lowering his voice and said, "Tell me, if we really went to Marquis Wen, would it be what they said?"

This sentence was like a stone thrown into the lake, which immediately caused constant rippling in the hearts of everyone.

Yes, since it's so good over there, why don't we go there?
A soldier was full of worry, "However, we fought several battles with Marquis Wen's soldiers and killed many of them. If we pass, will they deal with us?"

Wang Wendi waved his hand suddenly, pointed to the outside, and said in a low voice, "Listen, the people outside have explained it to you."

"Brothers, I know you have worries in your heart, don't worry, Marquis Wen is righteous, as long as you sincerely repent and decide not to blame the past, those who are willing to stay in the military camp can continue to serve as lieutenant colonels, and those who are willing to be civilians can Give you some fields to cultivate and live a peaceful life."

When everyone heard the shouting outside, they suddenly became excited.

"Listen, if we go to Marquis Wen, he won't blame us, and let us choose."

A soldier snorted coldly, "I'm afraid this is a trick to you. If you do pass, maybe you will be taken down directly. What else can you do then?"

Wang Wen shook his head firmly, "No, if there is something wrong, why is Zhang Junhou fine? Don't forget, he was also captured when he was fighting Wen Hou. If there is something wrong, how can he still stand there and shout?"

Ge Shui looked up at the crowd, and said slowly, "I think it should be true."

(End of this chapter)