"What I lack in Xuzhou now is a city and a place? No! What is missing is someone who is loyal to my Tao family! Because your father is old, the prestige of your two brothers is not enough, and if there is a slight difference, Xuzhou will change his surname! Tao Qian said heavily to Tao Ying.

"But does the East China Sea have anything to do with this?" Tao Ying looked at his father with some incomprehension.

"This time the Taishan thieves rebelled, and the people of the Cao family must be implicated in it...... And the Cao family has been in charge of the military affairs in Xuzhou for many years, do you think it will dissipate so quickly? As a father, he wants to use the hands of the remnants of the Cao family to fight the forces of the Chen family and the Mi family! . ”

"But Zang Ba, the Taishan thief, has always been at odds with the Cao family, will he really unite with the Cao family? And the old immortal of the Chen family and the Mi family are not fuel-efficient lamps, will they do what their father wishes? Tao Ying still asked.

"Tokai ...... Don't you forget what's in the East China Sea? Salt Iron ...... The Chen family and the Mi family are both in business, how could such a big interest in the East China Sea be left behind? Therefore, we don't have to worry about it at all, these two will make a head-to-head shot! So this is a good opportunity for me to take advantage of the opportunity to suppress them. Tao Qian's face was filled with confidence.

"But what if they successfully take the East China Sea? Isn't it even more powerful? Tao Ying's mind somehow became very open, and he kept provoking Tao Qian's troubles.

"If the Tarzan thief is so good and overpaid, how can it be rampant at this time? Don't worry! Tao Qian's expression was still very calm.

"But if the two fail, the loss is also my Xuzhou foundation......"

"Isn't there still a Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong? Even if the army is defeated, it will not be wiped out! "Tao Qian is old in the end, and he always has no waves when it comes to dealing with things.

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Tao Ying wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth but had nothing to say.

He couldn't understand his father's thoughts, now that Cao Bao died, his father had mastered more than seventy percent of the soldiers and horses in Xuzhou, and there was no need to be afraid of the Chen family and the Mi family, but why should he be so calculating? It's just redundant......

Tao Ying is young after all, and it is difficult to understand Tao Qian's painstaking efforts.

This is also what Tao Qian is not worried about.

In the end, he really followed Tao Qian's wish.

Mi Fang led the self-commanding commander, and Chen Deng recommended himself as a military advisor...... Zhao Yundianwei was responsible for escorting grain and grass...... A bizarre team was formed.

In fact, both Tao Qian and Mi Zhu regard Zhao Yun as the priority candidate in their hearts, but Tao Qian has a plan, and although Mi Zhu insists on the Chen family, he opposes it......

In a compromise, Zhao Yun was implored by Tao Qian to be the grain transportation officer!

Zhao Yun didn't have any complaints, he originally agreed to come to Xuzhou to help suppress the bandits in Qingzhou, but now that the bandits are coming, he naturally has to do his part!

It's a small village, and if it were a normal day, it would have been enveloped in tranquility, and although it would not be full of people, there would be some cattle chirping and children playing.

But today, puffs of black smoke rose from the village, and cries were faintly heard in the wind.

"General Zhao, there is a stream of rogues in front of you who are burning and looting in the village." The two sergeants who had gone to inquire quickly returned, bringing back very bad news.

This road is the only way to get to the East China Sea, and the detour is very troublesome, and it takes an extra three days to walk.

What's more, the situation in the village in front of us is critical, and we can't ignore it.

"Lao Dian, you stay here to protect the grain and grass, I'll go to the front and have a look." Zhao Yun casually ordered dozens of people and motioned for them to go together.

"Why don't you let me go......" Dian Wei kicked directly on the grain cart, his face full of complaints.

"Hold the grain and grass, otherwise you will ......" Zhao Yun threatened Dian Wei with his eyes before riding forward.

The closer you get to the village, the clearer you hear the cries.

Accompanied by the sound of crying, there were a few loud shouts from time to time.

The group of people who attacked the small village were apparently just a rabble, and they did not even send a patrol, and when they reached the entrance of the village, they realized that there were uninvited guests.

Hundreds of people rushed to the entrance of the village in confusion, pushing and shoving, but no one took the initiative to rush out.

Zhao Yun and the others were well-dressed and armored, and they also straddled the war horses, which caused them a lot of pressure.

"Officers and soldiers?" The thieves' minds couldn't help but flash this thought.

Is this the Rogue Kou? Looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, Zhao Yun couldn't help frowning.

The poorly clothed, skinny bodies, and bulging eyes that were clearly malnourished, how these people looked like a group of refugees.

And looking at the weapons in their hands, hoes, sticks, all kinds of everything, but there is no regular weapon.

Yellow scarves? Such a word suddenly appeared in Zhao Yun's mind.

The hundreds of people in front of them did not have yellow scarves wrapped around their heads, and they could not be yellow scarves, but they were like yellow scarves.

At the beginning of the Yellow Turban Army, it was also like this, without any weapons, without any food, without any supplies, all they had was a belief that they wanted to live well.

Under natural and man-made disasters, the peasants, who had no way out, almost overthrew the entire Han Dynasty.

According to Lu Bu's words, in fact, the Yellow Turbans are also a group of poor people, a group of poor people who are forced by officials to rebel against the people.

In Zhao Yun's heart, the group of rogues in front of him are also such people, in order to survive, they can only plunder others, and besides, they have nothing but one life, all they can do is to use their rotten life to win a tomorrow's sun.

Han Wu is majestic, but it is such a scene now, hey. Zhao Yun sighed, a lonely look on his face.

Silence, unusually silent, but under this silence, there is a great deal of pressure hidden.

Although Zhao Yun's body was not very majestic, the kind of momentum exuded during the class was not something that a few hungry minions could resist.

Finally, the one standing at the front could no longer withstand this kind of soul-shaking pressure, he roared, waved a hoe in his hand and rushed straight towards Zhao Yun.

As if instinctively, the bright silver spear stabbed forward lightly under the control of Zhao Yun's right hand, and stopped back in place.

A natural blow, as if it had never moved.

The man took two more steps forward, and at once collapsed, the hoe in his hand first broke in two, and then a bloody streak appeared on his neck, and the blood continued to shoot out.

"Let's go together, today is either him or we die!" A man who looked like the leader of the gang shouted loudly when he saw everyone retreating.

No one was moving forward, all were pushing, and there was a glint of fear in everyone's eyes.

If there is still a possibility of survival, people do not want to die after all.

"Put down your weapons, spare you and don't die!"

Under the pressure of Zhao Yun, someone had already begun to throw the weapon in his hand on the ground, there was the first one and the second person, no matter how the leader shouted, someone still threw the weapon in his hand on the ground one after another, and then knelt down himself.

"General, you can't let them go, they eat people!" Several people suddenly rushed out of the village, and they shouted loudly.