There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

Guo Da seemed to regain his spirit when he heard the words.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong has always been Yang Feng's behavior style, which is what Guo Da admires most.

He stood up abruptly, and walked around the hall several times, thinking and thinking, as if weighing the pros and cons.

After half an hour.

"It's doable!" Guo Da hit his left palm hard with his right fist, then slowly lowered his head and said, "It's a mere shovel, I think it's much easier to deal with than Bao Xin and Wang Kuang, so follow what the second brother said." Send someone to invite a hexagram teacher to get a divination! When we choose an auspicious time, let's go and steal the potter's camp!"

Guo Da and the others raised a divination master in Zibo City, and whenever they were about to go to battle, they would send someone to ask the divination master to ask the sky for divination, and choose a good time to send troops.

A real superstitious admirer, a brainless fan of jumping the big rope.

Guo Da and the others asked a divination master to tell a fortune teller, and arranged a time for a sneak attack on the Xuzhou military camp. At this moment, the pottery merchant was in Huangfusong's tent, showing him a large banner that he had ordered someone to make and embroider just now.

"Han, Censor Zhongcheng, Marquis of Duxiang, Zeng led the left general, once served as the shepherd of Jizhou, led the world's soldiers and horses, Huangfu." The pottery merchant read the words on the banner to Huangfusong word by word, and then turned around He smiled and asked, "Teacher, how do you feel?"

Huangfusong's face turned red, not because of joy, but because of embarrassment and nothing else. How could anyone embroider "formerly" or any other official position on his banner.

"It's not that good," Huangfu Song murmured: "This old man is only holding the official position of Yushi Zhongcheng. The Zuo General and Jizhou Mu are all former imperial titles. They have been dismissed long ago. Why are they still written on the flag? And this Who are you referring to as the Grand Marshal of the World’s Soldiers and Horses? This old man seems to have never been this kind of person before, right?”

The pottery merchant smiled lightly, and said softly, "Isn't this junior trying to give you momentum?"

Now Huangfusong regrets that that day he helped the potter to discuss ways to defeat the Baibo army. He told the pottery that he was chasing the other army's heart, but the pottery deeply carried out what Huangfusong said.

This old face of Huangfusong would be taken out by the pottery merchant, but Huangfusong couldn't refuse, who let him praise the pottery merchant's losses and let him use it casually.

The old man reaped his own fruit today.

"Great momentum, that can't be made up." Huangfusong shook his head with emotion and said, "Just write about Handu Xianghou, Huangfusong, that's enough."

The potter was puzzled when he heard the words: "Teacher, are you sure you want to delete all these names? The younger generation is sure that these names are embroidered on the banners. Once they are placed in the formation of the two armies, the Baibo army will scare them to death."

Huangfusong shook his head like a rattle, and said slowly: "I can't say whether to be scared or not. I only know that once this flag is taken out, I will be disgusted to death. Good boy, you It’s okay to use the old man’s name to go out and fool people, but can you save some face for the old man? The old man still wants to live a few more years and choose a day to reunite with his relatives.”

Chapter 122

Huangfusong has lived for a long time. In his life, he has experienced greatness, glory, trough, and downfall. In short, he has reached the second half of his life and has basically experienced everything.

A person whose body has been buried in the ground has already seen fame and fortune in a relatively free and easy way, and now the only thing he can't let go of is his face.

Everything else is easy to say, the old face can't throw away anything, and everything should be taken into the coffin whole.

Seeing Huangfusong's stubbornness, the potter knew that the words on the big flag had to be changed.

It's a pity that I wanted to give Huangfusong these high-ranking titles.

According to the Tao merchant's character, in fact, this is considered merciful. At first, he even wanted to embroider Huangfu Song with the name "Monkey King Equaling Heaven" and drag him out for a while.

The potter felt sorry for the failure of his hope. He waved his hand to signal the soldiers pulling the flag down, then heaved a long sigh and said, "Teacher, according to my disciple's analysis, the Baibo army may come to rob the camp in a few days."

Huangfusong didn't feel any surprise, on the contrary, he seemed quite relieved.

"That's right, the old man has taught you so much during this time. You can imagine that the Baibo army will come to rob the village in the near future. It can be seen that you have really put your mind and hard work into it."

The potter smiled softly, and said: "Teacher, apart from making this big banner today, I also ordered someone to make you a pair of armor. I really want to ask for something, and I hope the teacher can agree."

Huangfu Song snorted, and said: "I'm full of ghost ideas, why? I plan to let the old man show up when the Baibo army robs the village, and complete another part of your plan for you?"

"The teacher is Bingxue smart, and the disciples are far behind."

Huangfusong stroked his beard, heaved a long sigh, and said with emotion: "If you accept disciples like this, what hope do you have?"

This sentence is very meaningful. It can be understood as "If I accept you, what hope do I have in my life?" It can also be understood as "If I accept you, what hope do I have in life?"

It's really a pun, and I don't know what it means, whether it's praising the potter, or belittling him.

In the middle of the night, [-] elite Baibo soldiers, led by Huangjinqu Commander Guo Da, Deputy Commander Han Xian, Li Le, Hu Cai, etc., quietly dispatched from the valley entrance on the right oblique to the place where the Xuzhou Army Camp is located, quietly groping In the past, Yang Feng was ordered to guard Baibo Valley.

Although there are many exits from Baibo Valley, the entrance to the right slope from Pau City is located in a very hidden place in the right forest of Baibo Valley. If ordinary people don't know about it, there is no trace of this valley entrance at all.

The Xuzhou Army, Bao Xin Army, and Wang Kuang's Hanoi Army are divided into three groups. They will arrange camps from the east, west, and south according to the forks of rivers and valleys, and will guard the center of Baibo Valley. There is a tendency to encircle.

Looking at the quiet Xuzhou military camp in the distance, Guo Da couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his lips excitedly.

In his opinion, the [-] soldiers and horses who have entered the dream in the Xuzhou camp at this moment are the meat on the plate, the food in the cauldron!

Since today is a stealing camp, we must kill all the Xuzhou troops, leaving no one behind!

In this world, human life is worthless. In the eyes of a murderer like Guo Da, for his own benefit, killing one person is evil and killing ten thousand is a hero!He was born recklessly, if he wants to survive in this troubled world and make others afraid of him, he must become a hero!And the first principle of becoming a hero is to kill people!He wants to step forward step by step on the pile of corpses, stepping on the peak of the bloody storm.

Guo Da's ideal is very lofty, he is not willing to be just an ordinary thief leader, his dream is very likely to be the "King of Thieves".

"Third brother, you lead a team to the south of the camp, wait for Laozi to raise fire in the front camp, and after a while, you will attack from two directions and enter the Xuzhou military camp. Come and join us!"

"promise!"

"Fifth, you lead a team of troops to lie in ambush near the Xuzhou camp and become a secret sentry. If you see Bao Xin or Wang Kuang and others sending troops to respond, block them immediately and notify me with a code!"

"promise!"

Guo Da ordered the tactics in an orderly manner, and Han Xian and Hu respectively took the orders and left.

After the two led the troops to leave separately, Guo Da slowly turned his head and stared at the Xuzhou camp not far away like a jackal for a long time before saying to Li Le beside him with a sneer.

"Let's go, fourth child! Follow me into that camp, and let the heads of the Han soldiers hang high on the towers and gates of our city from Pau tomorrow! Let the people of the world dare not take it easy Come touch the brows of our Baibo army!"

Li Le licked his lips, and replied with a sneer: "Let's go, boss! Let the brothers have a good time!"

Sitting in his handsome tent, the pottery merchant looked at Huangfusong's personal commentary on Huangshi Gong's Three Strategies, a lamp like a bean, only vaguely able to illuminate the bamboo slips.

Faintly, the sound of shouting and killing came from the distance of the handsome tent.

The crowing of horses, the chaotic shouting, the sound of armor colliding with each other, the sound of cursing, cheering, and the sound of desperate fighting are all intertwined with each other. This is the chaotic rhythm that night battles will inevitably cause.

The pottery merchant put down the bamboo slips in his hand, and slowly stood up from the bed, just as Mi Fang opened the curtain and walked in.

"Finally came to rob the camp?" The pottery merchant smiled.

Mi Fang rubbed her hands, and said hesitantly: "It's finally here, it's not in vain that we set up such a big battle to wait for them! If the Baibo army didn't come, wouldn't it be a waste of the soldiers' efforts to dig holes in the camp?" Hard?"

The pottery merchant nodded in agreement, just as he was about to walk out of the handsome tent, he seemed to have thought of something, slowly retracted his legs, sat down again, picked up the bamboo slips in his hand, and carefully read the slips on the content.

When Mi Fang saw the posture of the pottery merchant, she couldn't help feeling strange, and asked: "My lord, you have arranged for several hours in the camp during the day, isn't it just for harvesting tonight? Why did you hide in hiding at this time?" Here, why don’t you go out? Don’t worry, I’ll send elites to protect you, and nothing will happen to you!”

The pottery merchant continued to flip through the bamboo slips in his hand, and said: "Tonight's battle situation, I want to give the teacher a chance, let the old man perform well, the Great Han Army God will meet the remnants of the Yellow Turban on the battlefield, I will not go to mix it as a land Let's make up, let the old man have enough addiction, he must not have been on the battlefield for two or three years."

Mi Fang was also quite touched by the potter's humility in her heart, but the word "existing eyes" made Mi Fang feel that the more I heard it, the more awkward it became.