Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"Put it down, sir!"

Cao Fang supported the weak Cao Hong, and walked down the tower steadily step by step. Looking at his strong back, Ning Rong's eyes were a little moist. He knew that Cao Hong didn't want the soldiers to worry. Will return here and fight side by side with them!

"call……"

Ning Rong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes calmly, listening to Lu Xun's message, felt an inexplicable heartache in his heart.

When I separated from my lord, I led an army of more than [-] people, Yinshan lost more than [-] people, and this battle lost more than [-] people, and there were less than [-] people who could fight!

Two thousand!

Facing more than 20 yellow scarf thieves, I'm afraid it's just a drop in the bucket!

Wen Ze!Now you should be on your way back!

Ning Rong looked at the night silently, his eyes stretched continuously, looking into the distance.

"Pass down the order to collect the bones of the soldiers, cremate them and put them in make-up, and don't let them die in a foreign land!"

Ning Rong secretly thought, this is only the casualties of Cao Jun, I am afraid that the casualties of the Gucheng garrison will be even greater, this group of passionate men!

"Report~~"

Suddenly, a long voice interrupted Ning Rong's meditation.

"Mr. Qi, there is a yellow scarf emissary under the city, please see the general!"

oh?Yellow Turban Messenger?

Ning Rong's eyes narrowed deeply, her brows raised, she was a little curious, did she want to make peace?

impossible!

As far as the eye can see, although the casualties of the Yellow Turban Army were heavy, they would not exceed 20. Compared with the more than [-] Yellow Turban thieves, it has not yet reached the point of injury!

"Take him to the county government office to wait!"

Ning Rong pondered for a moment, and ordered.

1Chapter 16 The embarrassment of disagreement

Ning Rong originally wanted to take people directly to the city tower, and asked what happened, but then he thought about it, is it appropriate to do this?

He just thought about it, but Lu Xun said it directly.

"Master, the yellow turban bandits dared to send envoys here. They must spy on our army's reality. Why don't we arrange elite soldiers with heavy armor to kill the enemy's vigor!"

Looking at Lu Xun who was eager to try, Ning Rong continued to ask with interest: "And then?"

Lu Xun's small face was excited, and he said in a high voice: "It's better to set up a copper tripod outside the hall of the county government office, and boil hot water inside, so that we can strengthen our prestige!"

"haha……"

Ning Rong looked at Lu Xun with a serious face, and smiled inexplicably. He had only read books before, saying that when the two armies were at war, he bravely broke into the enemy's camp, completely ignoring the opponent's swords, guns, swords and halberds. The appearance of the flesh, retreated completely, and finally achieved his own reputation.

Just like when Liu Bang, Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty, went to the Hongmen Banquet, the general Fan Kuai was not just a gallant, eating his meat raw, drinking in a big bowl, his heroic style has been passed down through the ages.

Ning Rong shook his head, forget it!It's better not to waste your hands and feet, if someone is fat and fat, it will not be enough to scare, but it will be embarrassing.

Although Lu Xun didn't disobey Ning Rong's words, he still called for Cao Fang on his own initiative, and dispatched dozens of Cao Jun who were five big and three rough. They were distributed on both sides of the lobby with sharp black armor holding sharp knives.

Ning Rong sat on the county throne, Cao Fang and Lu Xun waited on the left and right, staring at the people standing in the hall.

"What are you talking about here?"

Ning Rong lived in the main seat, so he naturally took the initiative to speak.

The visitor wore a yellow scarf and looked at Cao Jun on both sides, a little surprised. He looked up and was about to start a conversation, but was startled by Cao Fang's fierce eyes.

This person... is not the one who slashed the ugly general!

Ning Rong secretly laughed, coughed, and reminded that person.

The visitor was not afraid of Cao Fang when he arrived, he tried his best to stare at Cao Fang, and then shifted his gaze to Ning Rong.

"Eh?" The Yellow Turban thief hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Your Excellency is Lu Xun? A certain Qu Shuai has a life, and he wants to give this letter to Lu Boyan!"

"Me?" Lu Xun pointed out that he was a little baffled, glanced at Ning Rong, then walked down from the desk, and took a bamboo slip wrapped in yellow cloth.

"Huh? Then who is this person?"

The visitor looked at Lu Xun, who was in his teens, and muttered to himself, the Lu Xun whom Qu Shuai never forgot, turned out to be him!So... the man in Tsing Yi above is the geek Ning Rong?

Seeing this man's delicate face, clear eyes, and a touching smile from the corners of his mouth, it gives people a very comfortable feeling. It seems that he is not what General Pei said, he is a bad person!

Lu Xun accepted it, but it was believed that the work would still be handed over to his master Ning Rong, so Lu Xun took out the bamboo slips from the yellow cloth and handed them over to Ning Rong.

Ning Rong casually opened the letter and read, there were only a few sentences in it. Seeing the words like a dog crawling, Ning Rong let out a chuckle and laughed.Finally, there is something that can't catch up with me!

The general meaning of the letter, Zhou Cang made it clear that he wanted to take back the corpses on the battlefield outside the city, and hoped that General Cao would agree, and the two armies will temporarily cease fighting. Roughly speaking, Ning Rong immediately read out such clichés as the dead are the greatest.

"Hmph!" Ning Rong snorted coldly, and sarcastically said, "Hey, this thief now knows the righteousness of his reputation? Why didn't you see that this guy understands what it means to be good at life when he attacked Gucheng before, and he can't fight with the same room? ah?"

"Hey! Forget it!" Ning Rong waved his hand with a sigh, and said, "Ning is considerate of God's will. Although the dead are their own masters, they are indeed my fellow citizens. Let you take them back!"

"Master has a broad mind, and my disciple admires it!" Lu Xun said with a smile, "It's not appropriate to just place it outside the city like this, and be trampled on wantonly. When a person dies, the soul must not live in peace!"

As Ning Rong and Lu Xun said each other, the yellow scarf man's face turned green and pale, feeling extremely humiliated, his face was very ugly!

Who trampled on the body of the dead?He's not one of his own, he stepped on the corpse of his own brother to attack the city!

"That's it!" Ning Rong pondered for a moment, then said to the yellow scarf under the hall, "Go back and tell Zhou Cang to send 500 people to collect the corpse, no weapons are allowed!"

"This..." Huang Jin stared at Ning Rong hesitantly, and said to himself, if you go back on your word, wouldn't these 500 people become ghosts under the sword?

When Lu Xun saw that he didn't believe it, he suddenly felt a little funny. The master always kept his word, although sometimes his schemes were a bit weird, but he never slipped his words when he promised.

"That's all! There are still some soldiers from our side outside the city. You and I have 500 soldiers each with two swords. We don't wear armor and don't carry weapons in our hands. We each retrieve our own corpses. As for Zhou Cang...you go back and tell him , I’d rather Rong say that I won’t make trouble, and I won’t regret it! In addition... tell Zhang Yue, just say that Rong Xin is happy, and I’m willing to cut the west window candle together with her!”

The envoy of the Yellow Turban pondered Ning Rong's words secretly, he understood the first half of the sentence, but what's the meaning behind it?What is he going to do with the saint?

Lu Xun chuckled and looked at the master playfully. Is this a blatant molestation of the yellow scarf saint?

With a sly smile, Lu Xun intuitively told that person that his words must be no good, so he said immediately, "Does your words count?"

"Of course!" Ning Rong replied decisively.

"Okay! Farewell!" The envoy of the yellow scarf murmured a few more words in his heart, then turned around and left, quite bold.