There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

"Then let's just stare and watch the Baibo bandit fight in front of us?" Xu Chu didn't believe that this was what the pottery said.

In Xu Chu's mind, the pottery merchant is an optimistic person who will never be passive and slow down when encountering any situation.

"Of course you can't just watch." The potter's complexion gradually turned dark, looking a little scary.

He who is usually sunny, if he was not extremely annoyed in his heart, he would definitely not show such an expression.

"The Baibo army plotted against us, and Hanoi's prominent families ran against us. Tao will get it back no matter what he says about this place."

Mi Fang was puzzled at the side and said: "How does the eldest son plan to get this thing back?"

The potter turned his head and pointed at Xu Chu, and ordered: "Zhongkang, you immediately lead all the cavalry in our Xuzhou army to the nearest fire in Lihuai County, and kill all the Baibo bandits who burned, killed and looted there. Do not keep alive and bring back their armor, armor, banners, and clothes."

Xu Chu's copper bell eyes suddenly widened: "Du your mother snatch Bai Bojun's clothes? Are they thieves or are we thieves?"

The Tao merchant said seriously: "The Baibo army only knows how to bully the common people, but never plunders the noble families. I know a little bit about the tacit understanding and thinking in it. Isn't it because of this that the noble families in Hanoi indulged the Baibo army to cause disaster? Alright, then Tao will change the rules for the Baibo Army and the distinguished family tonight."

Xu Chu didn't know why, but he followed the potter's order to lead the cavalry.

Mi Fang has been with the potter for the longest time, and the person who is familiar with him has already deeply understood and carried out the meaning of the potter.

Mi Fang hesitated and said: "My lord, isn't it a bit rude to do this?"

The pottery merchant turned his head to look at him, and asked strangely, "Is what those noble families do really authentic?"

At this time, suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes outside the gate, the potter and Mi Fang turned their heads to look.

It was Han Hao who led a group of soldiers and horses, and rushed to the gate of the Xuzhou Army.

Chapter 1 Misleading

"Han engaged?"

Seeing Han Hao coming, the pottery merchant hurried up to meet him, wondering, "What business do you have to do to come to Tao's camp in the middle of the night?"

Han Hao rode his horse and galloped in front of the potter, turned over and jumped off his horse, cupped his hands at the potter, and said eagerly: "The Baibo army is looting people around Hanoi County! I heard that General Bao Xin has led troops to rescue everywhere. Mr. Tao, don’t worry about the quarrel with the head of the famous family during the day, and send troops to save the people in Hanoi!”

The potter's face straightened, and he said with his forehead: "Rescue is definitely necessary, but it's not the right time for Han Zong to come. He can be a guide for our army in a while."

"Guide?" Han Hao didn't understand what the pottery merchant meant: "Where does Mr. Tao want me to guide you?"

"I'll talk about this later." The potter didn't answer Han Hao directly, but asked instead: "Han Zong, I want to ask you one thing. Personally, do you want to completely put down the Baibo army and return the land of Sanhe?" A real peace."

Han Hao's face was slightly gloomy, and after a little thought, he affirmed: "I want to dream."

"Okay, it's not impossible to achieve this goal." The pottery merchant showed his unique warm smile again: "But if you want to truly eliminate the threat of white wave thieves, you have to make some sacrifices. Please take the lead tonight." Our army went to vent its anger on the common people in Hanoi, and Tao swears to God that he will help you wipe out the Baibo bandits."

Han Hao was stunned by the pottery's words, and he didn't know what tricks this kid was playing, why he was so solemn all of a sudden.

"Young Master Tao, what exactly do you want to do?"

The pottery merchant pulled Han Hao to his side and whispered in his ear for a while

Han Hao's eyes suddenly widened.

"Young Master Tao, you! You must never!"

The pottery merchant stopped Han Hao's words and said, "I'm doing justice."

"But it's too much"

The potter said sternly: "If Han Zong really wants to destroy the Baibo army and return the people of Hanoi to peace, he has to follow my method to do the truth. You are a smart person, so you should be able to understand."

Han Hao's face turned red and white, and he stared blankly at the potter, seemingly speechless.

"You also understand the benefits of this matter, and from Tao's point of view, Han Zong doesn't particularly like those famous families. Sometimes, for the sake of ideals and ambitions, some dangerous things are worth taking!"

Han Hao pondered for a while, hesitating left and right, gnashing his teeth, as if he was undergoing a major torment in his heart.

After a long while, Han Hao stomped his feet and gritted his teeth: "For the sake of Hanoi's stability, I will gamble on the young master! Just don't make any noise about it afterwards, young master!"

The potter smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm very strict with my mouth."

Xu Chu moved very quickly, and a group of cavalry from Xuzhou wiped out a nearby Baibo army of about a thousand looting bandits with lightning speed.

After the incident was completed, Xu Chu immediately ordered some of the cavalry to stay and deal with the corpses of the bandits, and led the other half of the cavalry to quickly bring the captured Baibo army uniforms and armor flags back to the Xuzhou army's barracks.

When Bai Bojun's armor was placed in front of Han Hao, Han Engeng's face showed unprecedented struggle and pain.

"Don't be dazed, just put it on." The pottery merchant urged Han Hao.

Han Hao's eyes seemed to be blurred, and suddenly Yang Tian sighed with emotion: "What happened tonight is over, Hao is afraid that Wuyan will be called a disciple of Confucius again."

Seeing Han Hao's miserable expression, the potter felt a little distressed.

"Confucius can't stay here, how about I recommend you to escape into Buddhism?"

Han Hao's face was still red and white: "Young Master Tao, can't we think of another way?"

The pottery merchant persuaded, "Han Zong, if you are always hesitant like you, you will die very quickly."

Han Hao gave the potter a disdainful look.

"A person as bold as Young Master who dares to do anything will die quickly!"

The pottery shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter.

So what if you die soon?Theoretically speaking, if I traveled back to this era and resurrected from the dead, I would be considered a person who died once. Barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes.

Han Hao muttered, but he still led his cronies to put on the uniforms of the Baibo army, and on the other side, the potters, Xu Chu, and the elites of the Xuzhou army also put on the clothes and armor of the Baibo army. .

After the replacement, the potter turned his head and looked at the counterfeit "Baibo Army" squad behind him with about a thousand troops.

"Well, although there are still some flaws, they are quite satisfactory, and should be able to fool them." The pottery nodded his head and made a self-assessment.

Turning his head, he saw Han Hao stroking the beard on his chin, straightening his back, wearing the bandit costume of the Baibo army, but neatly tidying up his whole body. There was not even a pleat in the bandit costume on his body.

Seeing this, the potter was not very satisfied. How could this be a traitor from the Baibo army?It is clearly the son-in-law who was robbed by bandits!

Stepping up to Han Hao, the potter looked around him and shook his head: "It's not like, it's not like, something is wrong?"

"Master Tao, what's wrong?" Han Hao asked curiously.

"Han Zong, please can you be rude, such a gentle Confucian temperament, and your clothes, I really can't figure it out, a piece of thief's ragged clothes can make you feel like a formal dress, how do you cultivate this temperament Came out? It’s easy to pass through after going out like this.”

Han Hao shook his head, and said: "Mr. Han has inherited Confucianism, and he is used to speaking on weekdays, so he really can't be rude."

When the words fell, the potter suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Han Hao's neat skirt, and tore it hard, directly tearing a big gap in his white wave military uniform on his chest, revealing Han Hao's snow-white clothes. Hairy chest again.