The letter was placed on the desk table, and was folded in square pieces, and was packed with a kraft paper envelope.

Of course, this place is the boss Yuan Tan, the second son Yuan Shang, and the rest of Yuan Xi, Shen Pei, Yan Liang and others dare not and cannot compete with them.

As soon as Yuan Tan took the envelope, Yuan Shang snatched it over. He spread the envelope and his face changed a little. He threw the letter to Yuan Tan angrily and shouted: "Xun Wenruo, what does this letter from Wang Deyu mean?

Do you think we have no more power to fight? Don’t worry, I have hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in Hebei. Wang Deyu wants to incorporate all of us with one of his letters? Humph, he is a toad who wants to eat swan meat—a whimsical idea!”

"Hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers?" Xun Yu laughed, walked to the map in Yuan Jun's camp, pointed to the Anping counties in the map and smiled, "San Master Yuan, should your imagination be cured? Otherwise, you can open your eyes and take a look.

When Duke Yuan first took over Jizhou, there were only 600,000 troops. Julu was defeated in a decisive battle of 400,000 troops, and only 230 remained. Last night, the battle of Yantao, your 100,000 elite soldiers disappeared again. How many elite soldiers do you think you can have now?

Do you want to recruit another group of soldiers from Anping, Bohai or Wei County counties? But why do you think that the six or seven broken counties in your hands can afford hundreds of thousands of soldiers or even elite soldiers?"

"Hmph, even if you say it, so what? There are not hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in our hands, and there are always tens of thousands or 200,000, and we still have six counties in our hands. As long as we can't stand, can Wang Deyu still fly down from the sky?" Yuan Shang slapped the chair suddenly on the desk, scaring everyone.

Xun Yu could only laugh, spread his hands, jumped over Yuan Shang's head and swept to Yuan Tan beside him and smiled: "Grand Prince, Xun knows that you are one of the few generals under Yuan Gong's tent, and his vision and knowledge are far higher than others. What do you think of your third prince's words?

My lord, more than 100,000 elite soldiers displaying goiter pottery, are you ready to go, eldest son, do you also feel that under your guidance, you still have the power to fight? Or, the six counties in your hands alone can stop the surging iron hoofs of our imperial army?"

Xun Chen's expression lit up, and his brother's words and strategies were indeed becoming more and more sharp.

Xun Yu's upright words hidden the strategy, while talking about the rapidity of the Wang family army and suppressing people with power; while talking about Yuan Tan's guidance and provoking discord.

It’s neither right to ask Yuan Tan to answer, nor is it not right if he doesn’t answer.

"Xun Wenruo, there are only a few hundred thousand troops in the Yitao City, but my Hebei elite soldiers are more than 200,000. It is still unknown who will win. It is really ridiculous that you want the young masters to lead the army to surrender now!" Shen Pei, who was standing aside, saw through the mystery and did not mention who led the two young masters, directly compared the number of troops to the top.

"Xun finally knows why Mr. Zhengnan was defeated repeatedly." Xun Yu smiled slightly and looked at Shen Pei with pity, "When Julu was fighting, Yuan had a army of 400,000, but my lord only had 120,000.

Last night, General Yan Liang commanded 100,000 soldiers, and the soldiers under the city of Yan Tao were only more than 60,000. According to Mr. Zhengnan's words, the two battles should be won by your elite soldiers from Hebei, but for some reason, the one who laughed the last time was still my lord?"

As the saying goes: Don’t slap people in the face, and don’t reveal your shortcomings when scolding others.

But Shen Pei kept stirring up trouble in the tent, Xun Yu couldn't help it, and his words were like a palm that pounded Shen Pei's face, making a loud bang.

"Rareless, Xun Wenruo, do you really think that there is no one in my Hebei army and dare not kill you here?" Seeing that his supporter was blushed by Xun Yu's humiliation, Yuan Shang was furious and pressed his right hand on his waist knife.

"Slow down!" A big hand reached over and pressed it on Yuan Shang's hand. Yuan Tan glared at Yuan Shang and continued, "Mr. Wen Ruo, although the two armies were fighting and not killing the envoys, Yuan advised you to say less about such disagreement. How can others instigate the relationship between my brothers be instigated by others!"

It seems that Yuan Tan is still not stupid, he reacted so quickly.

Unfortunately, since Mr. Xun can be called the talent of Wang Zuo by his lord, how can you easily resolve the sword of action? Wait, since the nail has been stabbed in, don’t think about taking it out again!

Xun Yu sneered inwardly and shook his head: "I wonder what the eldest son has? But he has made a decision in his heart?"

Yuan Tanchang laughed, regardless of whether Yuan Shang was happy or not, and sat on the handsome chair with a swagger: "The content of the former general's letter Yuan has already known all the contents of the former general's kindness, and Yuan is also grateful for the good intentions of the former general.

However, please forgive Yuan for being stupid. As my third brother said, I still have hundreds of thousands of troops in six counties in Hebei. Yuan really couldn't see what the former general had the chance of winning. He dared to speak so arrogantly that we led the crowd to surrender!"

Xun Yu looked at the camp tent and hesitated: "When Xun came, my lord asked me to bring another letter to the eldest son. This matter is of great importance. Please ask the eldest son to take his left and right away first!"

Waving his hand, the guards quietly retreated, Yuan Tan glanced at Xun Yu with contempt: "Mr. Wen Ruo, why bother to fight if he wants to fight? Now I have let his mother go as you wish. Can you take out the letter in your arms?"

Xun Yu shook his head and looked at Yuan Tan with an extremely firm expression: "It's not possible, the lord has an order, and this letter can only be viewed by the eldest son!"

"Hmph! Do you think my elder brother can only watch it alone? I just don't believe this evil!" Yuan Shang stepped in front of Xun Yu, and the sword in his waist was unsheathed, and a silver light flashed by, and the sword was already placed on Xun Yu's neck.

Looking at the waist knife on his neck, Xun Yu remained calm: "If the eldest son doesn't want me and Mr. Yuan to die, just let the third son kill me!"

Suddenly hearing the word "Yuan Gong", Yuan Tan was shocked and snatched the knife from Yuan Shang's hand. His face was as deep as water, and his face looked like a dark cloud pressing against the sky when the rainstorm came: "The third brother must not be rude. General Yan, please lead the third brother to go down quickly!"

Yuan Shang didn't care about Yuan Tan's heart. He was about to curse him, but he saw Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Gao Gan and others coming up, standing firmly beside him, and suddenly his anger turned into unwillingness. He glared at Yuan Tan and walked out of the camp angrily.

After everyone retreated, without waiting for Yuan Tan to change his temperament, Xun Yu took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Yuan Tan.

Yuan Tan hurriedly opened the letter and saw that it suddenly read:

Tan'er:

Meeting is like meeting. My father has followed the former general as a guest of Yingtao. The former general is generous and does not think that his father is hostage to Prince Chenliu in the previous period, and he treats him very well. However, my father is old and has no choice but to do things. He intends to withdraw from the disputes in the world. He finds a manor in Bohai to enjoy his old age.

The matter involves confidentiality, and it will change later. When you receive this letter, you must prepare early and quickly pack your luggage to lead the generals back. The former general has already placed the generals in a vain position. He is also standing on the top of the city and looking forward to the distance!

Putting the letter in his arms, Yuan Tan's hands trembled all over his body and became cold.

His father, the long-known warlord in the world, the leader of the three kings of the four generations, and the current patriarch of the Yuan clan, Yuan Shao, has actually fallen into the hands of Wang Li.

He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it, because the handwriting and seal in the letter confirmed that the person who wrote it belonged to his father undoubtedly!
Chapter completed!