Sima Yi was suddenly shocked, as if he had been poked in the sore spot by Tian Feng, and a trace of imperceptible guilt quietly passed through his unfathomable gaze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that the shame disappeared in a flash, and no one saw it except himself.

Immediately, he said expressionlessly: "Hanoi is Yi's hometown, and Yi is willing to watch his hometown father and elder being killed, but Yi knows that these fathers and villagers are sacrificing for the great plan of the world, and they can be regarded as a worthy death." ”

Sima Yi's words also spoke to Yuan Shang's heart, and he hurriedly said: "In fact, if it weren't for the traitor of the pottery merchant, my father would not have been forced to ask the Huns to help in the war. ”

"Jin Gong is reasonable." Sima Yi arched his hand: "For today's plan, we should be more united with the enemy, unite from top to bottom, and fight with our lives to get rid of the pottery thief, only in this way can we avenge the people who sacrificed and comfort their souls in the sky." ”

On the left and right, Feng Ji and others joined together one after another, and they all cursed the potter, and all the crimes of the Huns were counted on the head of the potter.

Tian Feng shook his head with a wry smile and said no more.

Yuan Shang's frowning brows finally relaxed, the residual guilt in his heart was gone, and the murderous intent on his face gradually ignited, and he said indignantly: "The traitor of the Tao thief, who harms the people and oppresses our family, is really a scourge to the world. ”

Cao Cao, who was relieved, snorted coldly: "You are right, all this is the crime of that Yan thief, and he must be the people of the world to destroy this traitor who made trouble in China!" ”

……

West of Xiuwu City.

The battle flag with the word "Wei" covers the sky and the sun, and the endless team walks on the official road in an orderly manner.

"The Jin-Hungarian coalition army has entered and occupied Huaicheng yesterday, because the city is empty, Yuan Shang connived at the Huns to go deep into the countryside near Huaicheng, wantonly burning, killing and looting......"

On horseback, the potter listened to the scout's report of the atrocities of the Huns, his fists clenched until he gurgled, and his eagle eyes burned with deep hatred.

He was regarded by the world as the Lord of Cruelty, but his cruelty was only used on those enemies who despised him, oppressed him, and despised him.

And these enemies, which one is not a noble prince who is high in fine clothes and food.

Even the women he snatched were all wealthy stars, most of them were born rich and noble, and they grew up with a golden key since they were young.

To the common people, the potter never used a butcher's knife, let alone connived at his subordinates, bullied the people, and raped and humiliated women.

Yuan Shang, this noble-born man, this prince of the world who has read the poetry and books of the sage since he was a child, and put benevolence, righteousness and morality on his lips, now in order to realize his ambitions, he promised to cut the land to the Hun soldiers, and even connived at the Hu people to kill their own compatriots.

"Hun Hulu, I, the pottery merchant, swear that I will slaughter you, and you Yuan Shang, if I don't torture you to death, I won't be surnamed Tao." The potter swore an oath angrily.

The surrounding Great Wei soldiers were also indignant and angry, and the generals even asked for battle, asking for a decisive battle with the Huns.

Although the potter was angry, he still kept calm, knowing that it was not yet the time for a decisive battle, and he had to give Zhang Liang enough time to come up with a trick to break the enemy.

Looking far away, the front is close to Xiuwu City, and there are villages all over the left and right, and the potters realize that now they must not only move the people in the city, but also the people in the countryside, otherwise they must be killed by the Huns.

"Pass the order down, and forcibly move the people along the way, whether in the city or in the countryside, as much as they can." The potter whipped and ordered.

The forcible relocation of the people will inevitably arouse their dissatisfaction, but there is much more to save their lives.

The order of the pottery merchant was handed down, and the local officials, with the assistance of the army, immediately went deep into the villages to mobilize and mobilize the people of each village.

That night, the potter camped in Xiuwu, and only after ensuring that the nearby people had withdrawn would he pull out the camp and retreat eastward.

Night.

The potter walked around the camp and walked until he came to a tent and saw a woman's figure reflected in the tent cloth under the light of the lamp.

The potter suddenly remembered something, and lifted the curtain and stepped into the tent.

Inside the tent, a young woman in a fancy dress was silently packing her bags, seemingly preparing for the journey.

The woman is Zhen Mi.

The reason why the potter took her with the army was to facilitate the relationship with her.

There is no way, he can use the power of King Wei to coerce the Zhen family to agree to marry him, but in order to get Zhen Mi's natural attributes, he still needs her to marry him willingly, not forced.

"Packing up your things at night, where are you going?" The potter asked with a smile.

Zhen Mi's delicate body trembled in fright, and when she turned around to see that it was a potter, she breathed a sigh of relief, but subconsciously took a step back, as if she was afraid that he would come late at night and think something wrong about herself.

The potter could naturally see her thoughts, so he said disapprerovitically: "Don't worry, you will be the king's person sooner or later, and what the king wants to do to you, he will not be in a hurry at this time." ”

He said it so bluntly, Zhen Mi's face turned red when he heard it, and he was a little embarrassed, but his vigilance weakened a lot.

"You have not answered the king's words." The potter glanced at the folded clothes on the couch.

Zhen Mi came back to her senses at this time, and said: "I want to understand that most of them will go back to the east and retreat, and I can't sleep at night anyway, so I will clean up in advance, and I will be in a hurry tomorrow." ”

The potter understood, and rushed to love this young lady of the Zhen family, which was used to retreating all the way with the potter, thinking that the potter would continue to retreat from the pursuit of the Huns as before.

"In case the king ...... tomorrow" When the potter was about to speak, Jing Ke from outside the tent hurriedly entered, saying that Zhang Liang asked to see him.

Zhang Liang came late at night, he must have thought of a clever plan to break the enemy, and the potter's spirit was lifted, so he put down Zhen Mi for the time being, and immediately ordered Zhang Liang to be introduced.

After a while, Zhang Liang entered and arched his hand: "King Wei, Liang has thought of breaking the enemy......

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Liang's eyes looked at Zhen Mi, and he stopped talking.

The potter knew that he was afraid of leakage, so he waved and motioned for him to come forward, and Zhang Liang approached and told him his plan.

The potter listened to this, the corners of his mouth raised a little surprise, and he couldn't help but admire: "Sure enough, it is worthy of Zhang Zifang, this strategy of yours is really strange enough, Yuan Shang and Yu Fuluo may not have dreamed of it." ”

Zhang Liang smiled but did not speak.

"Very good, it's up to you, let's arrange it quickly." The potter flicked his hand happily.

Zhang Liang retreated.

Zhen Mi on the side was not stupid, he had already heard what it meant, and he couldn't help but look strange between his eyebrows, and couldn't help asking: "What, does King Wei already have a clever plan to defeat the Huns?" ”

"This king has the best brain of the ovary, of course it is not a problem to defeat the Huns, and within a few days, I will let you see the head of Yu Fuluo." The potter smiled confidently.

Zhen Mi's eyes were full of doubts.

"What, Miss Zhen thinks this king is bragging?" The potter saw her suspicions.

"Mi doesn't dare." Zhen Mi was busy denying it, and said lightly: "Mi is just thinking, there are 50,000 Hun cavalry, and they come and go like the wind, erratic, although the King of Wei has many soldiers and horses, but most of them are infantry troops, maybe Mi doesn't understand military affairs, I really can't think of any way to destroy 50,000 Hun cavalry in a few days, and kill their Da Danyu." ”

Zhen Mi turned a corner for a long time, although she didn't dare to say it directly, but the implication was that she didn't believe that the potter had this ability.

Seeing her like this, the pottery merchant had an idea, and suddenly had an idea, so he sneered: "Since Miss Zhen doesn't believe in this king so much, then dare to make a bet with this king?" ”

"Bet?" Zhen Miqiao's face was stunned, and her eyes showed dazedness.

"yes, it's a bet." The corners of the potter's mouth raised a confident smile, "Let's bet on whether this king can defeat the Hun iron cavalry within a few days, if this king fails, the marriage contract between this king and Miss Zhen will be up to you, if this king does it, Miss Zhen, you will be willing to do one thing for this king." ”

Zhen Mi's delicate body was shocked, and a trace of surprise flashed in her bright eyes, obviously surprised by the arrogance of the potter, which made her see the hope of dissolving this marriage contract, and she didn't have to marry this nouveau riche prince from a humble background.

"However, if he wins, with his temperament, I don't know what to be ashamed of......" Zhen Mi hesitated again.

"Why, it seems that Miss Zhen doesn't have the courage to bet with this king." The potter saw her hesitation and deliberately provoked.

Zhen Mi's eyebrows moved, and the fine teeth bit her lips, and she secretly thought in her heart: "How powerful the Hun cavalry is, it was as strong as Yuan Gong back then, and he didn't dare to offend the Huns, I don't believe that he has this ability, and he can completely destroy 50,000 Hun cavalry in a few days......"

After weighing for a long time, Zhen Mixiu raised her eyebrows, raised a little arrogance, and resolutely said: "Bet on it, if you don't dare, I'm afraid that King Wei will regret it if he loses." ”

"This king has always done what he says, and if he loses, it's up to you to stay." The potter snorted disdainfully.

Zhen Mi completely let go of his heart, and sneered: "Okay, let's make a decision, and Na Mi will wait to see how King Wei achieves this immortal feat." ”

Zhen Mi's tone concealed a bit of excitement, a momentum of ambition.

The potter didn't think so, looking at the self-righteous and beautiful face, he only smiled faintly.

That night, the potter issued a royal order, and the whole army built fortifications in the Xiuwu area, and then stopped retreating eastward, and put on a decisive battle.

At the same time, Zhang Liang's strange strategy is also secretly preparing.

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Wen County.

The news that the Wei army stopped retreating eastward and put on a decisive battle was transmitted back to Wen County by Xizuo within a day.

At this time, Yuan Shang was still in the lobby of the county government, entertaining Yu Fuluo with good wine and meat, and discussing the next pursuit strategy.

"This pottery merchant has an army of 90,000 people, but he was frightened by the iron cavalry of Ben Dan Yu and fled all the way, it seems that he is far from being as good as you said in the Duke of Jin, I really don't know how you princes of the Central Plains were defeated by this kid in the first place, you are inevitably too weak." Huvro poured the liquor on the one hand and showed disdain for the potter.

It is just a matter of despising the potter, Yu Fuluo is open-mouthed, and he also ridiculed Yuan Shang's incompetence and ridiculed the lack of people in the Central Plains.

The military generals of the Jin State who sat with them were all embarrassed, and their eyes burst out with gloom.

The general Yan Liang was even more angry, his eyes were spitting fire, his fists were secretly clenched, and he wanted to jump up and tear Fu Luo apart on the spot to vent his anger.