Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"The spread has spread, and everyone in Gucheng knows that the Yellow Turban Thief is coming!"

"That's good!" Ning Rong showed a hint of complacency.

"But..." Cao An looked at Ning Rong and Cao Hong hesitantly.

"Say! What's the matter?" Cao Hong asked with a serious face.

"Back to the general, sir, people in Gucheng are panic-stricken, everyone is rushing to buy food, and the price of food has risen to two pennies a stone!"

"It's time to kill!" Cao Hong's face turned livid in an instant.

Chapter 1 Nineteen

It should be killed!

Make a fortune of war!Although Ning Rong had never seen it before, it was not the first time he had heard it.

This kind of profit-seeking nature may not be wrong, but it is wrong for me!

If you make a mistake, you should kill it!

Different standpoints lead to different thoughts.

"Cao An, you send someone to secretly investigate to see what the food numbers are, and write them all down for me! In addition, you take my seal and invite all the powerful patriarchs of Gucheng to come here, which means that in the evening of the next day, General Cao will have a banquet. Drink, everyone!" Ning Rong ordered.

"Here!"

Cao An retreated, Lu Xun came in with tea, said, Master, please drink tea, the general, and silently retreated behind Ning Rong.

"Zilian, look, how long will it take to arrange these things?"

Blank paper?

Cao Hong's eyes brightened slightly. Now he understood Ning Rong's habits. Every time he was in a crisis, he could always see him take out a white paper with strategies written on it.

He was obviously by his side, so he didn't know why he didn't say it directly.

Cao Hong shook his head, stretched out his hand to open the wrinkled white paper, only to see criss-cross lines drawn on it?

"This..." Cao Hong was suddenly puzzled, what is this?

"This is called a trench, about one person deep and about one person wide..."

"What's the use of this?" Cao Hong was a little disappointed.

"Stupid!" Ning Rong said with some displeasure, "Our soldiers are hiding in this ditch and shooting arrows, how can the yellow scarf thieves hit us?"

"What about this..." Chen Deng asked with some understanding, pointing to the house-like building in the painting.

"This is called a bunker. Our soldiers can use cannons...well, crossbows to attack..."

"Oh?" Cao Hong's eyes lit up, he thought about it for a moment, and then looked at Jiang Zhe with stars in his eyes.

"Then...then what about this, this! This Hong knows that the antlers resist horses and can mess up the Yellow Turban formation, but...he is afraid that the bandits will use fire..."

"That's true!" Ning Rong pondered for a while and said, "In this way, you mix the lime powder with water and spread it all over the horse, then fix the horse underground and fix it with iron chains, so that the bandits don't destroy it. Lose!"

"So good!"

After Cao Hong finished speaking, he immediately led 300 elite soldiers under his command and [-] city defense battalion soldiers from Gucheng County to start fortifications outside Gucheng. The importance of bows and crossbows.

Therefore, Cao Hong ordered Gucheng County Lord to cut down the forest and make crossbow arrows and crossbow arrows wantonly. At the same time, all kinds of rolling stones, wooden stakes, kerosene altars and other things necessary for city defense were all moved on the city wall.

The soldiers of the county lord and the city defense battalion all looked at Cao Hong in confusion. Cao Hong would not explain so much to them. With an order, all the people were pulled out to work. They looked down at the blueprint given by Ning Rong, and their eyes were full It's hot, work harder tonight, and you can see the whole layout tomorrow.

In this way, I have the confidence to defend the city for 20 days without losing it!I just don't know what to do after 20 days?

Cao Hong turned around abruptly, told Cao Rui the matter, turned back to the county government office, and went to Ning Rong to discuss the future.

……

……

Dongping County!

This is the only county where the Yellow Turban Thieves are operating with all their heart, and it is also the base camp of Zhou Cang.

Looking at the familiar yellow flag on the city wall, Pei Yuanshao almost cried with trembling lips.

came back!

finally come back!

It was a very difficult journey for them. The food they carried with them had already been eaten up, and the few war horses were all killed. The only thing that survived was probably his own mount.

The eye sockets are sunken, the lips are chapped, the face is full of vicissitudes, and the disheveled hair looks like a group of begging troops.

If it weren't for the eye-catching yellow scarves on their heads, the yellow scarf thieves in the city would have shot them to death.

"Brother...Brothers, we...back...back..." Pei Yuanshao weakly pointed at the big banner on the top of the city, turned around and said.

Looking at the yellow turban soldiers who fell all over, Pei Yuanshao lost his last bit of strength, and fell to the ground with a thud, even Mr. Li, who is very image-heavy, sat cross-legged on the ground with his chest pressed against his back.

hungry!

thirsty!

……

"Miss, this...how should this be done?"

"Did you lose? How many people came back?" The crisp voice asked without emotion.

"And... there are more than 1 people. Pei Yuanshao is on his way back these days, and... some people died of starvation..." Zhou Cang said with a sad expression.

"Hey... have you asked about Cao Jun's situation?" Zhang Yue stared at the teacup in front of her with a gloomy expression, her right hand holding the teacup was trembling constantly.

"Yes! General Cao Hong, Deputy General Jin, and Military Advisor Ning Rong..."

Zhou Cang recounted the news he had received in the past two days in detail, and at the end, he couldn't help feeling sad.

"Four thousand Cao troops killed more than 2 of us, could it be... Could it be that Huang Tian no longer blesses us?"

Zhang Yue was dressed in black men's clothing, two tears rolled down her delicate face, and with a flick of her wrist, most of the tea splashed out.

"call……"

Slowly put down the teacup, wiped away tears calmly, Zhang Yue turned around and stood up.