Sun Ce was lying on the cart, and Guo Jia was sitting on the side. This is a four-wheeled ox cart that was levied halfway through, imitating Nanyang, and the workmanship is very exquisite. Spacious, stable, most suitable for transporting the wounded, the secrecy is good, Sun Ce is lying inside, and others don't know whether he is alive or dead.

Zhang Nan and his subordinates were taken prisoner with peace of mind, and undertook the transportation of the wounded, food and grass, and arranged camping, and were very diligent. Most of his subordinates were recruited, and they originally had no loyalty at all, as long as they were paid and fed, they would fight for whoever they wanted. Many people still have the experience of being captured by Sun Ce, and they are not in a hurry, waiting for Sun Ce's dismissal or reorganization with peace of mind.

Despite this, Sun Ce's secrecy work is still very good, with so many people and soldiers in the team, it is almost inevitable that the news will leak. If you don't keep things secret, you will lose, this is the basic criterion for doing intelligence work, Guo Jia strongly demanded, and Sun Ce also gladly accepted. It is said that soldiers are not tired of deceit, but it is not an easy task to deceive, and secrecy work bears the brunt.

In order to keep it secret, Sun Ce didn't even notify Guo Jun and Chen Wang, and those who knew the inside story were limited to Chen Dao, Dian Wei and others. The righteous infantry rode around the army, and ordinary people could not approach it at all.

"How do you get the Montenegrin army out of the city?" Sun Ce leaned against the wall of the car and smiled happily. After fighting for so long, he is indeed a little tired, and now he can justifiably soak in the sick number, which feels really good.

"If we don't go out of the city, we will go into the city." Guo Jia shook the feather fan, slowly and logically, confident.

"Into the city?" Sun Ce sat up a little more. Guo Jia: It's a bit interesting to do the opposite.

"There are nearly 20,000 Montenegrin troops in the city, if you really want to be able to muster up courage, Yuan Tan can't stop it at all. The reason why they were trapped in the city was because they were scared by Yuan Tan, their morale had declined, and they were waiting for others to save them. ”

Sun Ce felt reasonable. The yellow turbans are a group of rabble, the generals do not know how to arrange the troops, the soldiers have not undergone formal training, at most they are just the experience accumulated with blood on the battlefield, very practical, but also very primitive, not to mention that they lose more than they win, the experience of escape is more than the experience of pursuit, once they are trapped in the city, they panic, where is there still the courage to break through. If someone comes to the rescue, of course, it is impossible to ask for it.

Thinking that Liu Bei can beat the Yellow Turban, you can know what level the Yellow Turban has degenerated now, they are now a group of rogues, where is there still the momentum that swept the world back then.

Guo Jia said again: "Although the Montenegrin army is weak, it is the generals who are weak, not the soldiers, and those who can survive until now are not weak." If you can train well, you will become a strong team, and no matter how bad it is, you will be a strong man in Tuntian. With such a person, is the general willing to hand it all over to Captain Zhu? ”

Sun Ce bowed slightly. Of course, he was unwilling to hand it over to Zhu Jun. Zhu Jun is now bent on King Qin, and with the Black Mountain Army, he must feel that he has a strong army and the strength to be King Qin. And Guo Jia is right, what the Montenegrin army lacks is formal training, and the physical fitness of the soldiers is not bad. Cao Cao started his business, didn't he rely on Qingzhou soldiers?

Reasonable, public and private, these people cannot be handed over to Zhu Jun, they must be in their own hands.

"If you want to enter the city, where do you break through?"

"East Gate. The guard of the East Gate is Cheng Yu, and he can be reused by Yuan Tan because of Wang Yu's recommendation, but he does not get along well with those people around Yuan Tan. First, he is too upright and easy to offend people; Second, his background is not high, and it is rare for Liu Biao, Bian Rang and other celebrities to have blue eyes, and there must be many contradictions. In terms of military experience, he is also the least one, and he is not obeyed by his subordinates. On the battle array, between life and death, it is inevitable that the command will not be effective. ”

Sun Ce thought about it for a long time. He basically agreed with Guo Jia's opinion, but he didn't think that Cheng Yu was weak and couldn't even command his subordinates to fight. This is a ruthless person, not only with Guo Jia in the history books, but also in front of Guo Jia. He was not only a strategist, but also had the ability to actually command operations, especially when Lü Bu took Yanzhou, he played an important role, no less than Xun Yu.

"You can't treat Cheng Yu as a newcomer, some people are born to be suitable generals."

Guo Jia nodded in agreement. Sun Ce trusts him very much, and generally rarely reminds him so specially, since he said it, there must be a reason for him.

"Between entering and leaving, we have to make Cheng Yu make a wrong judgment, we have to pretend to be, not only to cooperate with the Montenegrin army, but also to let Captain Zhu cooperate with the action. Of course, the most important thing is to make the Montenegrin army in the city ready to respond, if both sides block the city gates, it will be bad. ”

"Okay, you can contact Mr. Zizuna. In addition, let Jiang Ziyi go to Hedong, I'm afraid I won't be able to go to the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Guo Jia said with a smile: "There is a fate to meet sooner or later, there is no need to rush for a while." ”

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Zhu Jun stood on the command platform, looking at the Zhu Lingbu camp between Junyi City and Junyi City, without a trace of a smile on his dark face. The big hands behind his back were clasped together, and the rough fingers rubbed against each other, and the hardness of the calluses could be clearly felt.

After the age of sixties, seeing that this life is coming to an end, Dahan is about to be in chaos, and it is the time when he needs to serve.

Good water is drowned in water, good fighters die in soldiers, I am destined to die on the battlefield.

Looking back on his life, Zhu Jun did not have a trace of pride in his heart, but on the contrary, he had a deep sadness that could not be dissolved. Behind his reputation is the rebellion of the Han Dynasty for decades.

Is the Han Dynasty going to die, why is an outstanding young man like Sun Ce unwilling to serve the country, and even a feudal monarch like Sun Jian, who is deeply favored by the country, has selfishness, and he hides away for a reason. It's really not good not to study, and there is no loyalty and filial piety in my heart.

Zhu Jun sighed faintly, turned around and was about to step down, but saw Zhang Hong hurrying in the distance. He was stunned for a moment, and then felt an inexplicable sadness. Not only is Sun Ce not emotionally attached to the imperial court, but even a scholar like Zhang Hong is very indifferent to the imperial court.

Zhang Hong entered the Chinese army, and at a glance he saw Zhu Jun standing on the command platform, and he climbed the stairs and came to Zhu Jun.

"Zigang, what's the matter?"

"Zhu Gong, the rebel general and Yuan Tan fought a battle, both were defeated, and the rebel general was seriously injured." Zhang Hong said as he handed over Guo Jia's military report. Guo Jia wrote another letter to him, he knew the inside story, but he couldn't reveal it to Zhu Jun.

Zhu Jun was taken aback, and then felt a little hot again. Sun Ce fought with 8,000 people, surrendered Liu Bei, defeated Jiang Qi, and now fought with Yuan Tan, successively pinned down more than 30,000 people, and made great achievements, and now he was seriously injured because of this, what reason is there to suspect that he is unwilling to contribute? He has more than 30,000 people in his hands, but he can't do anything about Zhu Ling, wouldn't it be even more suspicious of slacking off.

After reading the military report, Zhu Jun was silent for a long time, and the heat on his face slowly subsided, and he regained his perseverance.

"Send a message back to Bo Fu, just follow his plan, I will storm Zhu Ling and take the Montenegrin army out of the city. In addition, you ......" Zhu Jun hesitated for a long time, turned around, and looked at Zhang Hong. "You tell him that the imperial court will not return to Luoyang for the time being, and the matter of King Qin will be stopped." After speaking, he let out a long sigh, and without waiting for Zhang Hong's reply, he hurriedly stepped down.

Zhang Hong stood on the stage, looking at Zhu Jun's slightly rickety back, and couldn't help but be gloomy.