I was the emperor in the Three Kingdoms

"World War I?"

Zang Ba's face was full of surprise, looking at Xia Zhicaiyun's light and breezy, his face was full of disbelief.

Guan Hai also pouted next to him, he felt that readers would brag, judging from his inflexible brain, there were so many yellow turban troops outside, just when they were pigs to kill, they had to kill for a while.

"Will Ji be released?" Zangba was in awe, and his speech became more literate, and his father was also a reader, and he had a kind of respect for readers since he was a child. In Xiaoxingzhuang, Liu Zhe used Xia Zhicai and Xu Shu as military masters, so Zang Ba felt that Xia Zhi was Chen Ping Zhang Liang's character, and this kind of awesome character who could calm the world with his brain deserved his respect.

Xia Zhicai smiled and said his thoughts, he said: "You will know in a few days, just block the yellow turban during this time, don't fight with them." "

"This is simple, if they dare to come, we will take people out to kill." Zang said arrogantly.

As long as there are crossbowmen and want to defend, this is so simple that it is not possible, and the material resources behind are constantly being transported, and they are not afraid of the lack of materials at all.

There are enough supplies to hold here with crossbowmen. And heavy cavalry is the best candidate for attack, the arms that can fight hard with heavy cavalry on flat ground have not yet appeared, the Yellow Turban Sect does not even have a few more horses, how can it fight heavy cavalry.

"Next time I change and go out." Guan Hai shouted next to him, and if he didn't make a sound, he was afraid that the Tibetan Ba would leave him in the camp to watch the play again.

"Guan Hai, you stay, I have a place where I need you." Xia Zhicai spoke up, making Zangba happy, but he was bitter.

"What for? Can I kill the enemy? Guan Hai asked with wide eyes, his expression had a look that you dare to say no, I will not do it.

Xia Zhicai smiled and said, "Of course, you just have to rest assured." "

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The night has passed!

Deng Mao, who was shocked, sat above with red eyes, stared viciously at the subordinates below, and roared angrily: "Which of you dares to lead the army to charge and kill again?" "

Yesterday he was beaten too badly by Xiaoxingzhuang, killing and wounding tens of thousands, and all night was the cry of the relatives of the dead soldiers, so noisy that he couldn't sleep at all!

The people below you look at me, I look at you, and then all of them lower their heads, no one dares to make a sound, yesterday's scene made them have nightmares all night. Those officers and soldiers with a establishment did not have such a stake, and they would rather fight with the officers and soldiers than provoke Xiaoxingzhuang. That rain of arrows is simply their nightmare, and the cavalry that comes and goes like the wind is simply a reaper of death, it's terrible!

"No one dares?"

"No one dares?"

"No one dares?"

Deng Mao didn't even dare to speak up after asking three times, all of them looked scared, and he couldn't help but be angry, "Where are you guts?" You're all fucking waste, waste..."

Daring, then why don't you go yourself? Han Yong also lowered his head below, his eyes full of schadenfreude, and his heart was dark. However, at this time, he did not dare to make any sound, lest he be targeted by Deng Mao.

"Qu Shuai, why don't we retreat?" One of his subordinates suggested in a low voice.

"Retreat?" Deng Mao's eyes were red, his expression was hideous, retreat at this time, will he still be a marshal in the future?

The subordinate was stared at and trembled in his heart, secretly swallowed a few saliva times, sat down obediently, and did not dare to say another word.

For five days in a row, Deng Mao could not find anyone who dared to lead troops to attack Xiaoxingzhuang's camp, so they stayed here like this, whether they entered or retreated. On Xiaoxingzhuang's side, no one came out either.

"It's been five days, the Yellow Turban Army hasn't moved at all, has it been beaten down? If so, simply let me lead the army to charge and kill again, maybe I can knock them back. "For five days, the Tibetan tyrant led the soldiers to wait for the Dan every day, every day to be vigilant, always on the lookout that the Yellow Turban Army would kill.

However, after five days of vigilance, the Yellow Turban Army did not move at all.

"The sentry horses cruising around have no news to come back, and they didn't see them dividing their troops to attack Xiaoxingzhuang, what are they doing?" Zangba was puzzled.

"Zhicai, what are you looking at?" Zang Ba was very curious, these days Xia Zhicai was hiding in the tent, and when he entered, he found that there was actually a large sand table placed inside.

"Isn't this the sand table that the Lord made up? What are you moving for? Huh, no, you did this? Zangba was very surprised.

"Isn't this the terrain of Eight Stone Ridge? What are you doing here? "There are a lot of Tibetan tyrants under boredom, one sentence after another.

"The lord is a great talent, and he actually created a sand table, so that the terrain of the world can be seen at a glance." Xia Zhicai praised, and was amazed at the sand table that Liu Zhe had made up.

"What are you doing here?" Zangba asked curiously.

Xia Zhicai pointed to a place on the sand table, and asked with a slight smile: "Xuangao, do you know this place?" "

"Of course I do." Zangba replied.

The place was a slope, and the ground seemed to have collapsed, much shorter than the surrounding terrain. The place was ten miles to the left of their camp, and it was inaccessible.

Just asking what's the use of this?

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