"Step, step."

Footsteps sounded from the city, and tonight's night general Zhou She walked as usual, followed by more than a dozen personal soldiers, and came to the city to inspect.

He glanced over and could see the soldiers standing at the head of the city, their bodies erect, keeping watch for the night, and he couldn't help but nod. In this way, he can also rest assured, no matter how the Yellow Turban Army outside the city wants to attack the city, as long as they can appear in time, then they will be able to be invincible by relying on Beihai City.

This is one of the reasons why he is so easy now, if he is allowed to go out to fight that Yellow Turban warrior, Zhou She does not know how many rounds he can survive. But at least he clearly understands that the comrade who was killed the day before yesterday is comparable to himself in martial arts. So if it's him, it's just a dead word.

Fortunately, there is a city, and fortunately there is a city. Now in Beihai City, whether it is him or the rest of the generals, when Guan Hai came to call for battle, he was extremely angry in his heart, but no one dared to fight, even in the face of Kong Rong's gaze with some different meanings. ashamed, but he clearly understood his own strength, and he didn't dare to gamble with his life.

Suppressing these thoughts in his heart, Zhou She walked slowly forward along the aisle at the head of the city, if he couldn't beat it, he couldn't beat it, so what? As long as he defends the city, and doesn't let the Yellow Turban thieves attack the city, that's another victory!

Zhou She's footsteps paused, stopped, and his brows furrowed. In his sight, a soldier with a crooked body appeared, the helmet on his head was pulled diagonally, and his two hands were tightly holding the spear in front of him. But if you look closely, you can see the problem, because his whole body is leaning forward, and his body is also very regular together, and when he gets closer, he can still hear the soft snoring.

Go to bed?!! He's actually sleeping?! A wave of anger rose in Zhou She's heart, he didn't dare to sleep himself! Every once in a while, he came to the city to inspect it, but this soldier was sleeping, napping without any scruples! Zhou She stretched out his hand and slapped the soldier's shoulder!

"What are we going to do?"

Under the darkness of the night, a low voice came from a private house in Beihai City. At a time when everyone is asleep, even the players, someone is still awake and seems to be discussing something.

Inside the small house, five or six people gathered around a table. They were all leaders of several relatively large players in Beihai City gathered here at this time, and naturally what they wanted to discuss was not a trivial matter, but something that was enough to shake the entire Beihai City.

Now Beihai, due to the state of war, as soon as it enters the state of curfew at night, those who can move freely in the city, except for those patrolling Han soldiers, are some nocturnal animals such as rats, in addition, if there are other people who are still active in the streets after nightfall, once the patrolled soldiers appear, they will be killed. So they were here before nightfall, and because there were other things to attend to, by the time everyone was online, it was already midnight.

"What to do? Hehe. The player known as Night Big sneered a few times, and he sat on a small bench, but there was no doubt that this small bench was like a throne, and he sat out of his own momentum.

"We have two choices, in fact, you should have thought about these two options, but you can't decide it yet, and you can't decide it." He held out two fingers and continued.

"What choice?" The other five players asked, undisguised curiosity and doubt.

Among these people, there are those who support Kong Rong to defend the city, after all, in history, the Yellow Turban Rebellion was undoubtedly suppressed, and it is better to follow the trend than to be liquidated afterwards. There are also people who support helping the Yellow Turbans steal the city, so as to get in touch with the Yellow Turbans, become a part of the Yellow Turbans, and seize enough benefits during the period when the Yellow Turbans are raging. There are also people who choose not to help each other, and choose which side shows enough advantages.

Five people, there are three voices, which undoubtedly makes them stalemate, and there is no way to make a final decision. No matter which side is set aside, the final strength is not enough, and the player's power itself is very weak in such a war, and it will be even less able to affect the situation if it is dispersed. It was only at this time, until today, that the arrival of Night Owl, the leader of the Night Meow Temple, the largest player organization in Beihai City, was able to decide this final choice.

"It's easy."

"We just need to wait, wait for which side of them is weak, and then choose, no matter which side wins at that time, we can get the benefits that belong to us in time."

"But now the Yellow Turban Army is only besieging the city, and they don't plan to attack the city?" Someone asked.

There is only one player who holds a wait-and-see view, and it is a minority among them, and now the addition of night owls has undoubtedly made this minority suddenly rise to the same height as the other two factions. There is even a hidden one, because the number of players in the hands of the night owls themselves has already exceeded the number of players on either side of them. So now it's not two-on-two, it's three-on-three.

"It's hard to siege a city. Who would run out and say to the defenders before the siege, "Hey, I'm going to attack the city tonight, you have to pay attention?" The night owl asked rhetorically.

The player was speechless for an instant, and his face was blue and white, very embarrassed. Fortunately, the other players asked at the right time, which just gave him time to cover up this embarrassment.

"But the icing on the cake is not as good as charcoal in the snow after all."

"Yes, yes." The other players joined in. This is also what they care about, so there will be only one one who chooses to wait and see, and the other two views will prevail.

"Charcoal in the snow?" The night owl glanced at the players and shook his head.

It's not that his strength is insufficient, and he won't choose to unite with these players, speaking of which, the players are still too weak. However, these players have bad brains, but there is an old saying that people with bad brains will be in good health.

The night owl didn't know how old this sentence was, and he forgot where he had seen it, but there was no doubt that what he lacked now was this kind of helper with a bad brain and good health.

He hid his emotions very well and said loudly: "Sending charcoal in the snow must also have the ability to send charcoal in the snow, we can't reach the point of sending charcoal in the snow." ”

"As long as you can get the benefits you want to obtain, enough benefits, then the icing on the cake may not be impossible, why do you need to send charcoal in the snow? I'm afraid that while sending charcoal, I will also have to give my life. ”

(End of chapter)

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