This feeling was exactly the same as every time he deceived people before.

This feeling...for Zhang Xingcai, is getting stronger and stronger!

Over there, when Guan Lin entered Zhu Ling's camp.

Zhu Shu has already unfolded a brand new defense map. This is a more comprehensive one, covering the entire Hengshan Military Camp, the entire Bishan Military Camp, the entire Jiming Mountain grain storage area, and even various grain transportation route maps. Among them

The defenses of various military camps can be seen at a glance.

Guan Lin's eyes were fixed on the map, and his heart was extremely shocked.

But I heard Zhu Ling say solemnly: "Young Master Yunqi, I have so many talented people just now, so it will be inconvenient to say some things. In fact...my son and I have prepared a plan since we surrendered, which can solve the dilemma of Young Master Yunqi.

You can burn the food and grass in Jiming Mountain and let the army retreat——"

As soon as this statement came out...

Guan Lin's heart "thumped".

——"The wait is finally over!"

The fish is hooked——

Yes, for Zhu Ling, it is also the same sentence: - the "fish" took the bait.

There is nothing more pleasant than the "sincere cooperation" of "being each other's fish" and "taking each other's bait"!

That night, Guan Lin chatted with the Zhu family and his son until late into the night.

No one knew what they were talking about, but when Guan Lin left, his lips widened and he was smiling, a knowing smile.

Zhu Ling and Zhu Shu were also laughing, smiling with relief.

What a joyful smile!

What a harmonious picture this is!

…

…

Three days passed by, and it was already the day for Cao Cao to make an appointment with Sun Quan.

On the east bank of Feishui, at this time, the hazy morning light was converging into a dazzling scorching sun, and the dazzling light was continuously shining from the sky into the ground.

This has reached the most dazzling moment of the day...

At this moment, if you look up, you will definitely be blinded by the sun.

Soochow's army lived east to west, while Cao's army lived west.

The sun's rays were heading towards the soldiers and horses of Soochow, which had somewhat affected the sight of these Jiangdong disciples. On the other hand, the Soochow soldiers were facing the strong light, as if they were fearless.

Each of them has a red cloth hanging on his chest.

Of course, this is not surprising. Often before a battle, the vanguard sergeant will prepare a piece of cloth and cover his cheek.

This is not to show off, but to prevent blood from being spilled on the face. The enemy's blood will affect the vanguard's sight and prevent him from continuing to charge.

However, hanging the silk on the chest so neatly is very rare, just like some new ritual!

The two armies confront each other.

A few miles away, you can see the hunting flags blowing in the wind, hear the neighing of war horses, and the sound of drums and horns...

Soochow's generals Gan Ning, Xu Sheng, Han Dang, Jiang Qin, and Ling Tong were arranged in front of their respective armies, ready to go, with a total of 40,000 troops.

On the Cao army's side, Zhang Liao led the charge, followed by more than a thousand Shanxi warriors under him, followed by 50,000 Cao army.

The tents of Sun Quan and Cao Cao were located twenty miles behind their respective military formations. The roars of the two armies' formations were as majestic as the mountains and the sea. The new wind blew strong, flying sand and rocks, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.

Sun Quan stood outside the tent. He rode his horse and looked at the place where dust and smoke were flying in the distance with bright eyes. He was extremely nervous.

Originally, he planned to stay in Hefei City, but he was still worried and was escorted by Zhou Tai to the battlefield ahead.

On the other hand, Cao Cao, when the battle was about to begin, still held his breath and concentrated on writing ink at his desk in the military tent, as if the fierce battle so close at hand had nothing to do with it!

"Report—the two armies are five miles apart!"

"Report - the enemy is only two miles away from our army!"

Hearing this, Cao Cao calmly finished counting the last sum, placed the payment, and pressed his jade seal. He smiled and said: "The two armies were fighting. Wen Yuan did not prepare anything for General Soochow. Gu prepared a generous gift for him.

You, my gallopers, will present this painting to the opposing general!"

Not long after, a tiger and soldier soldier walked away, heading straight towards the opponent's slowly advancing army.

Xu Sheng, Gan Ning, and Han Dang were all at the front. They saw the "letter of war" presented by the enemy knights. When they opened it and took a look, they couldn't help but take a breath.

This is a painting, showing a heroic general.

The general rode a roaring horse with four hooves in the air, showing an aggressive and domineering attitude.

His eyes are sharp, crystal clear, and chilly...

The crescent halberd in his hand was filled with chill and dripping with blood... And this... Xu Sheng and Gan Ning immediately recognized that the protagonist in this painting was none other than Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan.

The swords and halberds flashed, the horses neighed, eight hundred warriors were brave and fearless, and a hundred thousand strong men fled in vain...

What is shown in this scene is the battle of Xiaoyaojin, Zhang Liao's feat of breaking from 800 to 100,000?

It’s just…this painting!

"This thief bullied me too much——"

Gan Ning roared and cut off the enemy knight's head with a sword. Han Dang was stunned...

"The two armies are fighting without killing the envoy——"

"It's already been chopped! What's the use of it?" Gan Ning held the knife in front of him and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, follow me and charge--"

There was originally a stalemate, but because of Gan Ning's order, the army on the left front had already rushed forward.

Xu Sheng and Han Dang looked at each other...

"Jiangdong Erlang, charge forward and kill Cao Cao's thief——"

The three legions stared at the dazzling light under the scorching sun and charged forward in unison.

On the other hand, look at Zhang Liao's side.

A scout was reporting: "Report, General, the enemy general has beheaded our envoy and is coming to kill our army——"

"Did you hear that?" Zhang Liao shouted, "The two armies were fighting and did not kill the envoys. The Dongwu thieves actually killed the envoys and humiliated me and all my colleagues. What should we do?"

"Kill, kill, kill—"

"Kill, kill, kill—"

"Kill Wu Gou——"

Because of the death of an envoy, the fighting spirit and morale of the entire three armies were high for a time.

"Keep the formation, move the whole army forward, and kill with me——"

Zhang Liao gave an order...

With deep hatred in their eyes, Cao Jun's officers and soldiers moved forward——

For a moment, the entire battlefield, wherever the soldiers from both sides stepped, was filled with flying sand and rocks...

The momentum of both sides was like a rainbow.

Looking back at Cao Cao at this moment... he had already walked out of the military tent, Xu Chu helped him onto the high platform, and Cao Cao looked at the battlefield ahead.

At this time, a scout came to report.

"Prime Minister, the Tiger Soldier who delivered the painting was killed by the enemy general Gan Ning with a single blow!"

Cao Cao didn't say a word, and he didn't reveal his joy or anger.

Xu Chu motioned for the scouts to retreat.

On this high platform, only Cao Cao and Xu Chu were left again, and Cao Cao still did not speak.

But his heart couldn't help but murmur.

——"The life of a tiger soldier can be exchanged for the high morale of the entire army. This life is worth it!"

Thinking of this, Cao Cao said softly: "If this tiger warrior has a family, he will be brought into the prime minister's house. His mother will be my mother, and his wife will be my wife!"

Xu Chu paused for a moment, then let out a deep groan.

——“Here!”

…

Cao Jun and Dongwu Army maintained their formation and charged forward.

a thousand steps;

five hundred paces;

three hundred steps
To be continued...