I Am Cao Cao Who Travels Through The Three Kingdoms

Chapter 7

Cao Cao pretended to be loud, as if he wanted to hear Yi Xiaotian's drunk mantra. "I have heard that there is no counselor beside Cao Cao who can be discussed! How pitiful are you talking about?"

"Poor fart!"

Yi Xiaotian answered without thinking.

Waved his hand and said a few words out loud in the blur: "If you look at it, it's all here! Hiccup..."

Hiccup...

Immediately, Yi Xiaotian was lying on the wine table!

Hahaha…

Cao Cao laughed. "Brother Yi is drunk, drunk..."

Although Cao Cao was laughing at this moment, there was a sense of loss in his heart.

A talent like Yi Xiaotian is used to living a life of freedom and can't devote himself to him. It's like seeing a horse of thousands of miles, but galloping through the grassland, no one can surrender... Lost, really a bit Lost.

As for Yi Xiaotian's drunken words-talents... if you look at it, they are all here!

Ha ha…

He Cao Cao hopes that the talents of the world will gather here? But... is it really possible? Is his Cao Cao strong enough? Maybe this time, Brother Yi will guess wrong!

"Meng De, it's getting late!" Cao Ren reminded quietly, he was not drunk, and he was always watching the sky.

"Let's go." Cao Cao stretched his waist and glanced at Yi Xiaotian again, as if thinking of something.

Slowly walked to his side, took off his own robe, and put it on Yi Xiaotian! Soon... just turned his head. "Zixiao, let's go!"

The hooves of "Da Da Da" sounded again.

Now, facing the predicament of Yanzhou and the intrusion of the Yellow Turban thief, Cao Cao's thinking is extremely clear.

——The enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy garrisons and we harass, the enemy is tired and we fight, the enemy retreats and we chase

Hey, the Yellow Turban thief... some of you suffer!

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The situation changed suddenly.

The Yanzhou Yellow Turban thief, who had been so powerful, Lien Chan and Lien, was suddenly stunned.

As for the reason, this newly promoted Yanzhou Mu Cao Cao, he doesn't play cards according to his routine, the current officers and soldiers? How can you be more rogue than a traitor? Still a rascal?

The Yellow Turban thieves complained so much that they almost scolded Cao Cao's eight generations of ancestors.

Not wanting face, Cao Cao really doesn't even want a face.

From morning to night, every day and night.

The officers and soldiers of Yanzhou were like dog skin plasters, clinging to them, and tirelessly harassing them.

A team of cavalry came to kill, and easily took the lives of dozens of moth thieves.

When the Yellow Turban thieves organized a counterattack and planned to make a positive wave.

After slipping, the Yanzhou cavalry slipped away and slipped clean.

Come gently, walk gently, swing the scimitar, leaving only a sea of ​​blood...

"A group of...a group of bullies!" The Yellow Turban thief yelled and complained. Apart from cleaning the battlefield and putting down the weapons in anger, there is nothing to do about it.

Unfortunately, they slept peacefully when they went back.

The officers and soldiers came again, riding horses, carrying guns...wherever they passed, there was another wailing.

At this time, the Yellow Turban thief was helpless. Four of the two legs ran fast, chasing and unable to catch up, fighting and unable to fight, suffocated to the extreme, suffocated to the extreme!

Countless Yellow Turban thieves roar under the moonlit night...

"Come on, hit it! Run a hammer!"

"You have the ability to ride fast horses, and you have the ability to be upright!"

"Are you officers and soldiers? Is it okay to figure out your own identity? Don't be more rascal than us, okay?"

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When the enemy advances and we retreat, the enemy is stationed and harassed, the enemy is exhausted and we fight, and the enemy retreats and we chase!

The style of guerrilla warfare is especially useful for this group of dragged, unorganized and undisciplined mobs!

After only half a month, the Yellow Turban thief's mentality has completely changed.

collapsed…

When you see the officers and soldiers coming with horses, the Yellow Turban thieves will not resist. You love to kill, love what to do, what's the big deal is that you will die if you stretch your neck?

Anyway, Daddy doesn't resist anymore. Daddy understands. Waiting for Daddy to pick up the weapon, oh... You group of rascals must have gone again?The hearts of the people are scattered, the team is not easy to lead, and the mentality is completely collapsed.

Come on...

Isn't it okay if I can't beat me? There is no place to keep the master if you don’t want to stay here!

The Yellow Turban thief was forced by the situation and mental pressure to retreat again and again, and he was about to withdraw from Yanzhou.

But what?

slip? Who allowed you moths?

In the sixteen-character mantra of Yi Xiaotian's "On Guerrilla Warfare", there are really such four words for "the good luck of slipping"-the enemy retreats and I chase!

Cao Cao's company devised a strange plan and ordered the cavalry to divide into three waves, chasing them day and night, seeking only small wins each time, not big ones...every time they killed many moth thieves.

The Yellow Turban thieves can't stand the baptism of this tactic... Constant casualties, constant retreat.

finally.

They were angry, and they raised weapons to fight back, but the officers and soldiers led by Cao Cao disappeared just now!

Despair, suffocation, panic, collapse...

This invisible pressure almost destroyed the heart of every Yellow Turban thief!

They don't talk about it! But they feel bitter!

How can there be such a war? Is this a war? This is clearly the mentality of beating people, the mentality is very disintegrated!

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Yanzhou, Chenliu County, Ya Department.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Loud laughter resounded in the entire hall of the government office...

"Meng De, you are brilliant in guerrilla warfare!"

It was a tall, mighty, hideous man who was speaking. His name was Xiahou Dun, the brother of Cao Cao, and he was always known for his toughness.

At first, he was very resistant to Cao Cao using this guerrilla warfare against the Yellow Turban...

In his opinion, men have to be positive!

However, the effect of this guerrilla warfare is really remarkable. After all, Xiahou Dun can't help but praise again and again, it's really fragrant!

"Hahaha…"

This time it was Xia Houyuan who was laughing. His cavalry was the fastest. In this guerrilla warfare, he could kill a lot of moth thieves. "Meng De, how did you come up with it? You don't just harass you. Hahaha...I have never seen a war like this before!"

"You don't know this..."

Mentioning the origin of this guerrilla warfare, Cao Ren couldn't help but speak, and he was about to call out Yi Xiaotian's name.

Fortunately, Cao Cao took the lead and grabbed Cao Ren.

"Zi Xiao..." This was a reminder, and at the same time Cao Cao stared at Cao Ren.

Cao Ren just remembered that that night, Yi Xiaotian mentioned-if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.

Phew... Cao Ren exhales.

Unexpectedly, Dage Cao Cao treated Yi Xiaotian so solemnly!

"Zi Xiao, what are you going to talk about?" Xiahou Dun and Xia Houyuan couldn't help asking.

"Nothing!" Cao Ren waved his hand and glanced back at Cao Cao. His eyes met, and he understood... "I also admire Dage for being able to come up with such a unique strategy. Admire, admire it!"

At this time, Cao Cao didn't smile, he just looked out the window faintly, looking in the direction of the wine shop in Suanzao County, and his heart was shocked.

Wizards, Wizards of Tianzong!

The trivial sixteen-character strategy, tossed the Yellow Turban thief's mental breakdown, solved Yanzhou's predicament, and solved his great troubles in Cao Cao's heart.

"God has eyes!"

Cao Cao closed his eyes, feeling a little grateful. "Thanks to Brother Yi, this wine shop is opened in Yanzhou and Chenliu. If it is opened in other prefectures and counties, even if he casually helps anyone, I am afraid that Cao Cao will have another terrible opponent!"

"Meng De, what are you thinking?"

Seeing Cao Cao's silence... Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan both looked at him...

"Nothing." Cao Cao waved his hand, shrugged, and focused himself more, "Yuan Rang, Miao Cai, the so-called enemy retreats, I chase, and now the Yellow Turban thieves are at the end of the battle, if you work harder, they will be completely collapsed!"

When it comes to military affairs, Xia Hou Dun and Xia Hou Yuan changed their previous laughter, and their expressions became extremely serious.

"Meng De, it doesn't take ten days, my brothers will break the Yanzhou moth thief!"

Hear the words.

Cao Cao nodded heavily!

Brother Yiyi’s sixteen-character strategy, the Yellow Turban thief is shattered, isn’t it a matter of time?

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