At this moment, Cao Cao already understood that if he forcibly took away Bocai's head, it would be equivalent to completely handing over the peerless general in front of him.

There is no easy word in the life of an adult, Cao Cao, who is already 29 years old, is facing the threshold of thirty, and now he has no name, no official position, and urgently needs qualifications as a promotion rank.

Only if you have it can you talk about letting go, and if you don't have it, you can let it go, it's not letting go, it's giving up!

"I'm sorry."

Cao Cao's voice was soft, but Sun Jian could hear it.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Sun Jian smiled: "I understand." ”

"Thank you."

He smiled and waved goodbye.

Hong Ji naturally didn't notice Cao Cao and Sun Jian's small movements, and his attention was shattered by the words that sounded in his mind.

"The host triggers the task: Imperial Court Eagle Dog, the task reward is determined according to the completion of the task, since the host has received 4 tasks, the reward will be halved at the beginning of this mission."

"General! … Checkmate! ”

The successive calls woke up the speechless Hong Ji.

"What's wrong?"

"According to the reports of the men and horses I sent out to search for the remnants of the Yellow Turbans, nearly 10,000 Yellow Turbans ran to the nearby Changhe River to escape the fire."

"Oh? Check it out! ”

When the army rushed to the long river, it was found that nearly 10,000 Yellow Turban soldiers were cowering on the alluvial fan formed by the turn of the river.

They were at a loss, and they could no longer see in their eyes that they had half a point of expectation for the future.

Hong Ji looked at the crowded yellow scarves and the endless sky on the other side of the river, and couldn't help but wonder, "Why don't they swim to the other side?" ”

Cao Cao said with a smile: "The general doesn't know, since ancient times, the people have been inseparable from their homeland, most of the yellow turbans who are in trouble here are locals, and there are few people in the north who are familiar with water, they don't want to swim to the other side, but this river is not something that people who are not familiar with water can swim through!" ”

Hong Ji thought about it, but this is the case, how can he cross the river if he can't swim? Instead, he could only hide from that dry stare.

When the official army approached, the Yellow Turban soldiers who were hiding on the alluvial fan with a confused face began to stir, some were completely desperate and waiting for the time of death to come, and some were screaming wildly and venting their emotions without knowing what they were.

Hong Ji is not in a hurry, his own battle formation is clear, and the number of people is as high as 20,000, and the other party is just 10,000 lost dogs, what is he anxious about?

As he went, he pondered the task that had just been promulgated by the system, "I have completed the task by standing on the side of the Yellow Turban, so the Imperial Court Eagle Dog is also the Imperial Court Dog, so ......"

Just when Hong Ji was thinking about the short time that the army was on standby, in a group of headless flies in the yellow turban, an unwilling yellow turban army drove the heavy steel knife to his shoulder and crossed the crowd to the alluvial fan.

I saw that he stopped and picked up an ownerless steel knife from the ground, holding the back of the knife in both hands, slashing hard, the two knives intersected and made a translucent sound of gold and iron, which attracted everyone's attention in an instant, and people looked at the sound and shadow at the mouth of the fan, like watching a monkey who was about to perform a gong.

Hong Ji was also awakened by the penetrating voice, and watched the man's performance with great interest.

Facing the confused eyes of the yellow turbans, the man's expression was solemn, and he let out a hysterical roar: "We are all afraid of death, and we will all die, but I want to tell you, it will never be today!" ……”

Meng De saw that the person was boosting the morale of the Yellow Turban Army, and remembered the terrifying combat effectiveness of Pei Yuanshao's more than 3,000 troops that broke out in a desperate situation before, and couldn't help but be a little worried, and stepped forward and said: "General, if they recover their fighting spirit, I am afraid that it will bring unnecessary casualties to our army, why don't you attack immediately?" ”

Zhu Jun, as a very representative general of the Eastern Han Dynasty, could naturally see that the fighting spirit of the Yellow Turban Army was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was becoming more and more crazy. If you don't get rid of it at this time, there will be endless troubles! ”

The play hasn't finished yet, how can you play the field? It's like playing a killing game, you, as the dead, see the ugly face of the werewolf in disguise, but how can you alert the ignorant villagers?

As a spectator of the show, Hong Ji played his noble character: watching the play.

"Let's see, I'm curious."

Hearing Hong Ji's answer, the two of them were helpless, looked at each other, and were silent.

Seeing that the fighting spirit of all the Yellow Turban Army had been awakened, the man turned over and rode on an ownerless war horse, raised his arms and shouted: "The long river ahead, we have no way to retreat, the left and right are death, why don't we fight with the officers and soldiers to the end?" ”

The emotions of the crowd were like water running into boiling oil and exploding in an instant: "Bloody battle to the end!" ”

"Fight to the end!"

Seeing that the morale was available, the man excitedly waved the steel knife in his hand towards the main formation of the officers and soldiers, and howled hoarsely: "Whoa......! ”

"Wow......!"

More and more Yellow Turban scholars looked like men, waving the weapons available in their hands, howling and shouting madly, releasing the confusion of the future and the desire for life.

Nearly 10,000 people gathered together to shout, the sound was like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring, and if a gust of wind and thunder swept through the realm, the eardrums of the officers and soldiers who were shocked were faintly painful.

Cao Cao and the others' faces changed, and they didn't want such a character in the yellow scarves to turn a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered into wolves that were screaming and trying to eat people.

Zhu Jun's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he waved his right arm in the void and shouted: "Archers prepare!" ……”

Hong Ji faintly heard the words and turned around and glanced at Zhu Jun, who was about to give orders.

Looking at Hong Ji's eyes, the murderous intent in Zhu Jun's eyes disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by endless panic.

"The subordinates know their mistakes! It's just a general, the morale of the Yellow Turban Thief is strong, if it is an immortal ......"

"What about the power of immortality? Will this group of shrimp soldiers and crabs dare to rush over? The dog yells at you, do you still want to bite the dog? ”

Hong Ji's taunting voice crossed Zhu Jun's mind like a thunderbolt, shaking his head to buzz.

Cao Cao looked deeply at the indifferent Hong Ji, who thought he understood his intentions, and said secretly: "He is really hidden, he looks like a fool and a courtier in the capital to show everyone, and when he arrives in Yingchuan, his original form is revealed, and his foresight is very frightening." No matter how high the morale of these yellow scarves is, they may have the courage to desperately resist the official army because of this, but they will definitely not have the courage to charge against the official army, as long as their blood is exhausted, and the blood should be cooled down in time, what will follow is to turn themselves into ashes! ”

Hong Ji naturally didn't know that Cao Cao had misunderstood again, he was just not ready to act as an executioner, after all, with this order, nearly 10,000 people fell to the ground, and this order of magnitude of human life has exceeded the limit that Hong Ji can bear now.

After a long time, Hong Ji saw that the Yellow Turban Army was just shouting like a group of mad dogs, and he lost interest without any other actions, and ordered: "Meng De, you are in charge of the next step!" ”