In the city of Changshe, there is a place for political discussion.

Zhu Jun's face was full of remorse, and he shook his head again and again.

"Brother Huangfu, now the Yellow Turban Rebellion army is besieging the city, it's all my fault Zhu Jun alone!"

"Ben wouldn't have had anything to say about the current situation."

"When the time comes, the court will send someone to ask for the crime, and you just have to tell the truth."

Sitting on the top, rummaging through the battle reports that kept coming from the desk, Huangfu Song raised his head.

I saw this middle-aged famous general with a slender figure and a hairscarf slowly put down the battle report in his hand, and replied to Zhu Jun slowly:

"Brother Zhu, don't be so arrogant."

"Although there are indeed omissions in this battle, it is not all your fault."

"The leader of the Yellow Turban also has some real skills under his hands, otherwise he will never dare to take risks and ambush you while you and I have not joined forces."

Speaking of this, Huangfu Song let out a long sigh.

"God bless my great man, at this critical time, let my army suffer such a big defeat."

"I have to come up with a way quickly, otherwise we will be besieged by the Yellow Turban Army for a long time, and the morale of our army will inevitably become more and more exhausted."

"If the Yellow Turban Army attacks the city at that time, the Changshe will be in danger!"

After Huang Fu Song finished speaking, he stood up from the top and walked back and forth around the room, meditating hard.

There were few soldiers in the city, and combined with the remaining remnants of Zhu Jun, there were only more than 30,000, less than 40,000 soldiers.

Moreover, these 30,000 or 40,000 troops, after returning from a previous defeat, were already demoralized and depressed.

If you are facing the enemy at this time, it is estimated that ten percent of the bravery, and you can only play three or four percent.

What's more, the Yellow Turban Bocai led an army of 100,000 to surround the lonely city of the Changshe, and now their army is difficult to fly even if they have wings.

"General Huangfu, in my opinion, although there are many people in this yellow scarf, the good show is uneven, and it is barely usable in wartime, and it will inevitably be slackened when stationed."

Just as the two were discussing countermeasures, one of the several generals who were listening next to him stepped forward and spoke loudly to Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, looking at it, it was Sun Jian, who was extremely brave before.

"If you give Sun a certain horse, Sun Jian is willing to be the striker, take advantage of the Yellow Turban camp to slack, kill for the vanguard of our Han army, and fight a bloody road in this Yellow Turban siege!"

Sun Jian's injuries have almost recovered after this period of cultivation, and he has been unable to enter the city in the past few days, coupled with the suppression of the city by the Yellow Turban army outside, which makes this Jiangdong tiger feel extremely aggrieved.

Hearing that the two Han army generals were discussing countermeasures, Sun Jian immediately stepped forward and told his thoughts.

Huangfu Song heard Sun Jian's words and nodded beside him.

Sun Jian's name as the Jiangdong Tiger, he has also heard of it, and he heard Zhu Jun dictate that when he fought against the Yellow Turban Army, he fought against Guan Hai without falling behind, and he also admired Sun Jian very much.

"Wentai is not bad, the background of the Yellow Turban Army really cannot be compared with the regular army."

"If the two armies face each other in peacetime, Wen Tai personally leads a team of horsemen to charge first, and then our army will press the border again, and we will be able to destroy the Bocai army in one fell swoop!"

The words were passionate, and Huangfu Song was a little deflated as he spoke.

"It's a pity that now it's just a chance."

"The enemy's momentum is like a rainbow, everyone is not afraid of death, and the morale of our army is low, so we can only barely fight."

"If you fight head-on, you will die."

Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun, although they are military saints, but their own cultivation actually has water.

The luck of the Han Dynasty was strong, and every court official was able to enjoy it.

And Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun can achieve fifth-order cultivation, one is to be blessed by military techniques, and the other is supplemented by the luck of the Han Dynasty, so that they can break through the shackles and break into the realm of martial saints.

The two of them are different from the true martial arts saints after all.

If you talk about arranging troops and guiding the country in the center of the army, the two of them are not weaker than the martial arts saints who specialize in one together, and even the power of the army is still excessive.

And if you fight alone, I'm afraid you won't be the opponent of the Martial Saint.

It is only a step stronger than a fourth-order martial arts master.

Breaking the army alone is not impossible for Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun.

But if you want to break a 100,000 Yellow Turban elite led by a fifth-order monk, it's just a fool's dream.

A single breakthrough to resolve the crisis is not successful, and it is slim for the army to win head-on, even if it is the world's famous general Huangfu Song, it is inevitable that he is a little at a loss.

Just when everyone was in despair, a soldier rushed in with a letter from Cao Cao, the commander of the cavalry.

"Report to General Huangfu, Lord Cao, the commander of the cavalry, has a letter coming!"

This fully armored Han Dynasty sergeant knelt on one knee and said to the emperor Song at the top.

"Oh? Submit it quickly! ”

Huangfu Song, who had been thinking about it for a long time, didn't come up with a good plan, but when he saw the letter from the soldier, he showed a little surprise.

Not for anything else, it is precisely because in the hands of Cao Cao, the commander of this horse, not only has the five thousand fine horses he allotted, but also the five thousand parts he carries.

That's a whole 10,000 soldiers!

Hearing this soldier's report, Huangfu Song couldn't help but think about it.

He didn't expect that Cao Cao would be able to pass the letter into the Changshe!

Huangfu Song gathered the might of the Han army's military formation, used military tactics, and laid defensive strategies on the four walls of Changshe, and only under strict defense did Bocai fail to break through the city wall and enter it.

You must know that there is a whole army of 100,000 besieging the city outside, what kind of ability does he Cao Mengde have to send letters in the midst of layers of siege?

With incomprehensible doubts, Huangfu Song took the letter, and just as he wanted to ask the soldier who came to report it, he smelled a martial arts powerhouse exuding a fierce aura and gradually approached.

In his heart, this veteran general who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years could instantly perceive that this breath had just been killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

"The last general, Xiahou Dan, on the orders of Lord Commander Cai, has seen General Huangfu!"

The person who came was mottled with blood on his armor, and the fishy smell continued to waft in the air, spreading between the mouths and noses of everyone in the room.

Seeing the breath and blood stains on Xiahoudun's body, not to mention the others, even Sun Jian, who was the most courageous among them, couldn't help but shrink his eyes.

This martial arts cultivation is not weaker than him!

"Good guy, how many yellow turbans do you have to kill before you can rush into Changshe City..."

The fighting spirit gradually condensed in Sun Jian's eyes, and there was a little expectation in it.

This kind of fierce general, if you can fight with it, it is a happy thing in life!

"Warriors, please get up!"

Huangfu Song saw Xiahou Dun, who was kneeling on one knee and clenching his fists in retribution, and hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up.

Didn't care about the blood on his body in the slightest.

"Meng De has such a strong general, it's really my luck!"

Staring at Xiahou Tang with a fierce face in front of him, Huangfu Song looked up and down, and couldn't help but praise.

"Everyone here is the core of my Han army, and they are all trustworthy people."

"Captain Cavalry sent you, if there is anything important, please tell me quickly!"

Seeing Xiahoudun's eyes constantly scanning around, Huangfu Song understood the meaning immediately, and explained to Xiahoudun the next moment, and then kept his eyes on it, for fear that a shaking god would miss important information.

Because Huangfu Song didn't believe that Cao Mengde would let such a fierce general sacrifice his life into the city for no reason!

He must have an important message in him!