The eagle-eyed guard replied, "There are about 10,000 defenders, and if you add the slaves, housekeepers, guards, caravan guards, etc., of the ministers of the city who have been recruited, there are about 20,000 people!" ”

More than 20,000 people are guarding the city, which is already a lot, and it is still Xiahoudun who is responsible for defending the city, and the person in charge of the city is Xun Yu, with these two people, it is almost impossible to break the city with a trick.

Storm? He fought all the 5,000 people under his command and the 30,000 rabble under Liu Bei, but he was afraid that he would not be able to break through the city.

At this time, Qin Feng had the idea of withdrawing immediately, half of the defenders were well-trained elites, the guards were Cao Cao's brothers and irons, and they were still very brave, and the people in charge were still wise men like Xun Yu, how to fight this battle?

Qin Feng regretted a little that he didn't start at the beginning, he shouldn't have followed Liu Bei's in the first place, but the matter has come to this point, and he has come here, and he retreated without fighting, even if he won't be embarrassed, I'm afraid that the soldiers will also have doubts.

The most important thing is that not only did Qin Feng not bring siege equipment when he led his troops to come, but Liu Bei didn't even have any siege equipment here, it was too hasty, and if he wanted to attack the city, he had to collect craftsmen and cut down trees to create siege equipment.

Embarrassed!

At this moment, Qin Feng couldn't wait to point at Liu Bei's nose and scold, you don't even bring a fucking craftsman, what kind of city are you attacking?

Outside Liu Bei's military camp, a drunken and down-and-out scribe came at this time, this person rode a donkey upside down, hung a broken sword from his waist, and laughed while drinking: "Thirty thousand rabble also came to attack Xudu, this sincerity is beyond its strength!" ”

When the captain guarding the camp gate heard that he had said such an unlucky thing to the drunkard, he was annoyed on the spot and shouted, "Stop, you drunkard!" ”

The drunken scribe on the donkey's back asked with a smile: "I don't know why the military master called me to stop?" ”

The captain of the gate walked out of the camp gate with a few soldiers and came to the down-and-out scribe and asked, "Who are you, and why are you outside our barracks?" ”

The scribe pointed to the road in front of the barracks and smiled: "I am not enough to worry about the people who travel to study, this is the main road from the south to the north, is it not allowed for people to pass?" ”

The captain guarding the gate didn't care, and asked, "Why did you say that it was not enough for you to attack Xu Du?" If you don't make it clear, we will make you look good! ”

The down-and-out scribe glanced at the captain guarding the gate, and smiled contemptuously: "Your official position is too small, what is the use of me talking to you?" ”

"Okay, you think so much ······ my eyes"

The guards were about to have a seizure, but they heard a shout from the camp gate: "Stop! ”

"Uh······"

It just so happened that Liu Bei led people to inspect the camp and walked to the camp gate, and when he saw this scene, he immediately stopped drinking, and he walked out with Zhao Yun and some sergeants.

"Lord, ······ lowly position" The captain of the camp gate hurriedly saluted.

Liu Bei didn't blame him, waved his hand, and the captain of the camp retreated to the side.

Liu Bei bowed his hand to the middle-aged down-and-out scribe on the donkey's back, "I've seen Mr., Liu Bei is polite!"

The middle-aged scribe was stunned for a moment and asked, "Could it be that he is a member of the Han family, Liu Xuande, the emperor's uncle of the world?" ”

"It's in the next, I don't know Mr. Gao's name?"

The middle-aged scribe smiled and said, "It's just a down-and-out literati who travels around, and his reputation is not enough to worry about!" ”

Liu Bei was stunned, but he didn't care, there were no people who were unwilling to reveal their names to outsiders these years, such as those who were hiding from the government, and some hermits.

Valley

He asked: "I heard that Mr. Bei said that our 30,000 troops were a rabble, and I have no objection, but why did Mr. say that we have no self-knowledge, could it be that Mr. Fei concluded that our army's attack on Xudu this time will inevitably fail?" ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled and asked, "Won't fail?" Could it be that Uncle Liu Huang thought that he could successfully capture Xu Du and rescue the Son of Heaven? ”

Liu Bei said: "I have ordered the recruitment of nearby craftsmen, and we are about to build siege equipment in the near future, just wait for us to attack the city, not only the princes of the Quartet respond, and there are still righteous people in the capital who are unwilling to be ruled by Cao thieves to take the opportunity to help us, and it is not impossible to break the city!" ”

The middle-aged scribe shook his head: "Uncle Liu Huang is too taken for granted, if someone else guards the city, Uncle Liu Huang may still have a chance, but Xun Yu is in charge of the city, Cao Cao's most trusted and loyal Xiahou Dun is in charge of the city defense, there are 10,000 elite soldiers in the city, and another 10,000 young people assist, Uncle Liu Huang has no chance, why don't you lead the army to leave to find a place to reorganize and train soldiers and horses, preserve strength, and wait for the time!" ”

Liu Bei thought about it, still wait for the time? Now is the time when Yuan Shao and Cao Cao are inseparable, when is there a better chance than now to break through Xu Du and rescue the Son of Heaven? If he waited until the end of the Yuan Cao war, no matter who won or lost, he would have no chance!

Liu Bei was a little angry, "Mr. is too arbitrary, not a single arrow has been fired, not a battle has been fought, how does Sir know that it is impossible for us to succeed?" This battle starts, no matter what the outcome is, it will be done after all, as long as you don't do it, you won't have a chance at all! ”

The middle-aged scribe shook his head, took a sip of wine, drove the donkey under him, and laughed, "Hahaha······ Then I wish Uncle Liu Huang success! ”

Liu Bei hurriedly said: "Mr. Guan is quite insightful and extraordinary, and I also ask Mr. to stay and work with Bei to revive the great cause of the Han Dynasty!" ”

The middle-aged scribe raised his arm and waved, "If there is fate, it is not too late for Uncle Liu Huang to mention this time!" ”

Seeing this scribe walking away, Zhao Yun beside Liu Bei said: "Lord, I see that this person is quite insightful!" ”

Liu Bei sighed: "How could I not know that I acted in a hurry this time, and there is little hope? But the opportunity is rare, if you can capture Xu Du and rescue the Son of Heaven, this is the best opportunity, miss this time, and it will be even more difficult to come to the city in the future! ”

In the Flame Army barracks, Qin Feng was walking around in front of the map with his eyes next door, but his eyes never left the map.

"Qiyu, general, there is a down-and-out middle-aged scribe outside the camp who is drunk, lying on the edge of the camp gate and talking nonsense, and he can't get rid of it!" A guard walked in to give a report.

Qin Feng heard this, "A down-and-out middle-aged scribe? Drunk and lying outside the gate of our army camp talking nonsense? ”

"Yes!"

Qin Feng laughed, "This is interesting, isn't it just for me?" Go and bring this man to me. ”

"No!" The guard agreed, and turned to leave.

Not long after, the guard returned, but did not bring back the middle-aged scribe, and reported: "General, that man refuses to enter the village, and says that he is not even a cat or a dog can be moved!" ”

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this person afraid of death?" ”

"General, he is drunk, how can he be afraid of death?" The Guardian said.

Qin Feng touched his chin and shook his hand: "Go, go out and meet this person!" ”

The guards immediately led the way in front and soon reached the camp gate.

Qin Feng looked at it, and sure enough, there was a middle-aged scribe half-lying on the pillar next to the camp gate, and there was an old donkey gnawing on the grass not far away.

"Who is my Dao so bold to talk nonsense in front of my military village, it turns out to be you!"

The middle-aged scribe's face was drunk, but when he heard this, a light flashed in his squinted eyes, and he still asked in drunken words: "Who are you?" Do you know me? ”