It's no wonder that Wang Xuan is so resentful, in order to let Xu He do his best to work for them, Wang Xuan almost smashed the pot and sold iron to collect grain and grass in the county. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Most of the other counties are also like this, otherwise how could Xu He's 100,000 troops be allowed to work for them on the front line. And all they want is to let Xu He and Yan Shao lose both, even if the ending is worse, it is okay to let Xu He win. At least they can eliminate the scourge of Yan Shao, even if it is a big price, they are willing to pay.

But how did Xu He do it?

When they had exhausted countless efforts and hoped that Wang Xuan would be victorious, he who commanded hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves was defeated miserably in front of Yan Shao, and even his life could not be saved.

It is conceivable that from now on, there will be no hidden danger of yellow turbans in Qingzhou―――――― if it was in the past, maybe Wang Xuan and others would be happy, after all, the biggest headache for them in the past was the problem of yellow scarves.

But now...

But they really want to scold their mother...

This time, in order to support Xu He against Yan Shao, not only grain and grass, but also a lot of ordnance, this is good, Yan Shao won a complete victory, not only did the previous support all be in vain, but they themselves were also short of soldiers and food because of this lack of soldiers.

Seeing that his lord was there to be cruel to a man who had died, the advisor sighed, but still dutifully asked the official. "Do you know what Yan Shao's current situation is?"

What he wanted to ask more was Yan Shao's attrition, but that would inevitably make him too afraid of Yan Shao, so he asked in a different way.

However, the official did not surprise him, and only shook his head in the face of his question. "I don't know..."

I really don't know, the news of Xu He's defeat was still learned from the mouth of the yellow scarf who escaped earlier, and then passed it back, as for the details, I am afraid it is unlikely to be obtained for a while.

"Lord, now is not the time to be discouraged, the most important thing at the moment is to send someone to listen to the news ahead..."

After receiving the reminder from the strategist, Wang Xuan finally woke up like a dream, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"Yes, you're right, you should send someone to find out the news immediately, maybe that Yan Shao was also hit hard..."

While this may sound idealistic, it is the only thing they can hope for at the moment. If Yan Shao was really hit hard, maybe they still had some heads, and they could even get one out and resist Yan Shao together with several other counties.

The six counties of Qingzhou, four are in their hands, and it is not that they have no chance of winning, especially the Qi country is already about to have a result in internal fighting. As long as there is a leader in Qi who can say the truth, he can fully tap the strength of Qi itself―――――― as the largest city in Qingzhou for thousands of years, the prosperity of Qi has never been comparable to other counties.

Not only Wang Xuan, but other counties also thought the same when they received this news...

Xu He's fiasco shocked the princes of Qingzhou. They could hardly imagine that Xu He, who had hundreds of thousands of troops, would be defeated so quickly, and even his own life could not be saved.

Even if the water in this Qingzhou Yellow Turban is very large, and only about 30,000 to 50,000 of them can be used in battle, it is too exaggerated to lose so quickly.

Now they can only look forward to it, Yan Shao and Xu He are both defeated. In this way, Yan Shaodu can only recuperate in such a short period of time, and there will be no threat to them for the time being.

It's a pity that the news from the front is so desperate...

Especially when Yan Shao incorporated the Qingzhou Yellow Turban and the news of his own strength skyrocketed, for the princes of other counties, it was like half of the sky fell...

"This Yan Shao does have a hand, although Xu He is a waste, he also has some strength, but he didn't expect to be defeated and killed in Yan Shao's hands, and even his own hundreds of thousands of people were swallowed by Yan Shao..."

"That's true," another man who seemed to be a subordinate hurriedly chimed in. But this is also the eldest lady, she has outstanding vision..."

The others echoed one after another, but when they heard these words, the old man's face changed, and he said almost resentfully. "Hmph, don't mention that unfilial daughter to me, I don't have this daughter..."

The others looked at each other, but they couldn't continue to say anything more.

Speaking of which, Lu Yan'er took refuge in Yan Shao, which is also of great benefit to their faction. Jiao He is dead, and their set is somewhat not easy to make. At present, Qi is in turmoil, and it has been fighting for a long time before a result is almost out, but the characters who came out of this battle are different from Jiao He, although they are not as wasteful as Jiao He, but they are not the slightest interested in their routines.

It is conceivable that without the support of the superiors, how hard would their lives be for these guys who are almost like gods?

Of course, this doesn't mean that they won't be able to survive, when Jiao He was there, it could be regarded as a good way for them, and now there are still many big families in Qi who are willing to believe in them.

The problem is that they have been raised, and after getting used to the old days, how can they possibly accept the status quo?

However, after Lu Yan'er took refuge in Yan Shao, she didn't think about seeking much welfare for them, but instead dragged a lot of people from their side to Beihai, which was almost equivalent to setting up a faction on their own, which was a great damage to them, and it was no wonder that the old man was so angry...

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Mmmm, I'm sorry, I'll make it up right away!!

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