In Sun Jian's big tent, Fu Xie only smiled when he heard Sun Jian's words, but without saying a word, he removed the upper hand covering the wine bowl, but he did not immediately drink the hot soup in the bowl.

He looked at the Jiangdong Menghu on the opposite side, who was said to have raised thousands of people after dispersing his family wealth, and asked with a smile: "I know that Zhu Lang has always come to see Chongwentai, and he has already had the intention of being promoted. Even if you follow the steps and don't do this dangerous thing, you will naturally have few opportunities to make contributions to Wentai in the future, so why rush for a while? Even if Wentai is very brave, but in the world, who can avoid that in case?"

Sun Jian just smiled, poured a bowl of hot soup for his house again, took a sip, put down the wine bowl in his hand, and then said: "Nanrong was born in a wealthy family in the north, so naturally he doesn't know my suffering. ”

"Jian Ben is from an ordinary family in Wu County, and if he wants to ask for fame, he naturally has to fight for his life. If you don't fight for your life, how can you convince everyone? Even if, as Nanrong said, Zhu Lang will value it, but step by step, if you want to ascend to a high position, when will you wait? ”

Fu Xie frowned when he heard this, he was born in a northland family, and he had never worried about fame.

For him, even if he has never been a celebrity, just relying on the name of Fu Jiezi is enough to make people in the world give him a little courtesy.

Therefore, in his heart, what he wanted was to stabilize the Han family, as famous as his ancestors in history.

In a sense, talents like Fu Xie are real loyal servants of the Han family.

Although Sun Jian is a brave person, he can be rough and detailed, and when he saw Fu Xie's expression, he said frankly, "Nanrong should not think that he is vulgar, according to the truth, he came from Jiangdong with this thousand Jiangdong children, and he can't go back empty-handed with them." The children of Jiangdong have always been famous, and since they have taken them to the battlefield, they always have to do something. ”

Fu Xie was silent for a moment, drank the hot soup in the wine bowl in front of him, and said with a smile: "Wentai's words are reasonable. I'm going to do that.

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In Zhu Jun's big tent, he looked at Sun Jian, who came to visit, and said with a smile: "It seems that Wentai has already persuaded Nanrong." Nan Rong has always been upright, and it must have taken a lot of effort to convince him to come to Wentai. But now that you're here, I expected you to be here. ”

"Nan Rong is a reasonable person, and he has never bothered to speak." Sun Jian said with a smile, "I wonder if General Lang can hand over the crossing of the river to me now?"

Zhu Jun, who was originally sitting behind the first wooden eucalyptus, stood up, bypassed the wooden eucalyptus, came to Sun Jian, and carefully looked at this Jiangdong Menghu from his hometown.

The two are fellow villagers and have become famous in Jiangdong.

The friendship between fellow villagers in the Han Dynasty was extraordinary, and although it was not as close as the township party in later generations, the reason that some people in the court were good officials was one of the reasons for being officials.

In addition, he often heard the name of Sun Jian Yongmeng in his hometown, so this time he specially summoned Sun Jian from Wu County.

First, it is to promote fellow villagers, and it can be regarded as a slight success for him, and he has never forgotten to promote his hometown. Second, people in their hometown can always be more loyal than those next to them, and they are more convenient to use.

It's just that he never thought that this Jiangdong Menghu was so easy to use.

Attacking the city and pulling out the village, he is not afraid of death, and it is indeed a sharp blade in his hand.

When recovering several cities before, Sun Jian often charged ahead and broke the formation first, so it is no wonder that this person has the name of Jiangdong Menghu.

So now he attaches more and more importance to Sun Jian.

"Have you ever thought about it? Now the Yellow Turbans are also heavily guarded on the other side. Even if you are very brave, I am afraid that it will not be easy to force the crossing. Moreover, even if the rush is completed, it will have to hold on to the opposite bank for a while to meet the army across the river. If you can't hold on, you will only bury your life on the other side in vain. ”

"Since Jian is here to find Lang Jiang, he has naturally thought about this matter for a long time." Sun Jian said with a smile, "If you want to be famous, you always have to pay something, and you are born in poverty, so only this life can be used to fight." ”

Zhu Jun was silent for a moment when he heard this, then patted Sun Jian's shoulder and said with a smile: "Wentai also knows that I am poor, even compared to you, it is much worse. ”

Sun Jian nodded, Zhu Jun is now a big man in their Jiangdong, and his origin has long been spread in Jiangdong.

Zhu Jun got up from being a poor son to becoming one of the three generals who are now in charge of the army, and he is the only Jiangdong person among them.

In the past, Qin Qiangzhi was fashionable and dared to put forward that although Chu had three households to die, Chu would be Chu, Chu people have always been restless, Sun Jian was able to recruit thousands of people in Wu County this time, and there was naturally Zhu Jun's reason.

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Countless Jiangdong boys also want to be like Zhu Jun and be able to achieve something.

"Wentai, do you know how many talented people there are in this world?" Zhu Jun said with a smile.

Sun Jian was stunned and shook his head.

Zhu Jun said with a smile: "One of them is a person who is from a noble background and has a talented background, and has a family background to pave the way, so these people can naturally go more smoothly." For example, General Huangfu, who is now besieged in the city by the Yellow Turban. In the past, Huangfu Gui was ranked as one of the three Mings in Liangzhou, and his background was naturally considered rich. ”

Sun Jian was silent.

"The second is people like me and you. The background is not good, but he has some skills. is unwilling to be buried in the hands of metrics, but if you want to get ahead, you have no chance. ”

Sun Jian still nodded, he naturally knew that what Zhu Jun said was right.

Just know what to do, it's always the same.

There are often thousands of horses in the world but Bole is not often, people with ability may not be able to stand in a high position, and those who stand in a high position may not be all capable people.

"So it's a fucking good skill to be reincarnated. People like you and me want to do something, but there is no other way than to fight with their lives. Zhu Jun scolded and spat out the depressed breath in his chest.

He was talking about Sun Jian, but he was not talking about himself.

The people of the world only saw him succeeded, but they did not see how he got to where he is today.

"So although it is dangerous to cross the river now, it is a rare and wonderful opportunity for you, and I think you can understand the truth." Zhu Jun looked at Sun Jian.

Sun Jian nodded and said in a deep voice: "Wealth is in danger." ”

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Although Sun Jian took over the matter of crossing the river, he did not get up immediately, according to Zhu Jun, he had to wait.

This is seven or eight days.

Until the night of this day, the east wind rose.

The night is dark and the wind is high, and it is the time to kill.

In addition to the thousand people brought by Sun Jian from Jiangdong, Zhu Jun allocated another thousand men and horses to him, although the number is not much, but they are all the elite of the Han army.

The children of Jiangdong are deeply water-oriented, so they are in the front. Most of the Northern Goblin soldiers are good at land fighting, led by Huang Gai, who follows closely behind.

At this time, Sun Jian was wearing light armor, holding an ancient ingot knife, and wading in front of him with his own thousand-person Jiangdong Erlang.

Although the Yellow Turbans had set up heavy troops on the opposite bank, they saw that the Han army on the opposite side had not moved for many days, but they were greedy for life and afraid of death, and did not dare to cross the river, so they relaxed their vigilance a little in the past few days.

There were many reeds and grass by the river, and Sun Jian and the others had already floated to the south bank by the water at this time, and leaned towards the opposite bank by relying on the cover of the reeds.

Sun Jian took the opportunity to land with the front army, and under the cover of the wind, the Yellow Turban Army stationed along the coast did not even notice it.

Sun Jian went ahead, and before sneaking to the Yellow Turban camp, he saw several Yellow Turban soldiers patrolling back and forth outside the camp, yawning in their mouths.

He took Zu Mao and a few people to touch forward, and before these people could make a sound, he immediately covered the mouths of these people, and then raised his knife and fell, solving the lives of these people.

Then he greeted, took out the yellow scarf that had been prepared long ago from his arms, wrapped it around his head, and took Zu Mao and the guards around him into the camp.

At this time, most of the yellow turbans in the camp had already slept, except for the soldiers patrolling the camp, only a few yellow turban soldiers stood in front of the tents. Sun Jian, Zu Mao and the others glanced at each other, and the two of them each walked towards these tents with their personal guards.

Those who have to be guarded at night must be either weapons or baggage.

At this time, Sun Jian led a few people to a camp tent, and the yellow turban soldiers in front of the tent saw that he was a little angry, holding spears against each other, but he did not immediately make a move.

The yellow scarves were gathered everywhere, and it was naturally impossible for him to recognize all the people in the army, and these people were wrapped in yellow scarves, which made him hesitate for a while, I don't know if it was his own family.

And just when he hesitated, Sun Jian had already rushed up with the person behind him, and a fit collided with him. In close combat, the ancient ingot knife in his hand already had an advantage, and he had already killed several people one after another between slashes, and Jiangdong Erlang, who came with him, naturally took the opportunity to rush forward together, but in just a few rounds, he took the lives of these yellow turban soldiers.

Seeing that there was no obstacle in front of him, Sun Jian did not hesitate, led his subordinates into the camp, and lit fires everywhere in the camp.

The wind fueled the fire, and for a moment the camp was filled with smoke and fire.

Seeing the fire in the camp, he stayed outside the camp, and Huang Gai, who was waiting for the opportunity with the remaining soldiers, led the people to quickly kill in the middle of the camp, and joined Sun Jian and the others who were rushing out.

Now that they have landed, all that remains is to hold the land behind them and buy time for Zhu Jun and others to cross the river.

The heavy tents in the camp were set on fire, firstly to cause chaos in the camp, and secondly, to inform the people of the city that it was a good time to attack, and to get them out of the city and join forces to destroy the enemy.

At the same time, he also informed Zhu Jun and others on the other side of the river that they had succeeded and could cross the river.

At this time, in the city of Changshe, Huangfu Song was looking at the direction of today's wind on the top of the city.

Seeing that the fire broke out in the Yellow Turban camp along the river outside the city, knowing that Zhu Jun had come to help, he immediately summoned his generals and colonels to prepare to go out of the city to fight the Yellow Turban thieves outside the city with Zhu Jun's reinforcements.

In the past few days, he has asked the soldiers of the city to prepare more fires, which are for today.

A few days ago, he climbed high and looked far away, observed the camp layout of the Yellow Turban, and had already found that the Yellow Turban was camped according to the grass. Now it is the west wind, and if a fire is kindled, it will definitely be able to use the fire to blow into the camp of the Yellow Turbans.

And in the Yellow Turban camp under the city of Changshe, Bo Cai naturally had already got the news that the camp along the coast was on fire behind him, and at this time he was standing in the camp with armor on his stomach, raising his eyes to look at the city in front of him and the camp behind him.

He had to make a choice.

Now that there is a fire behind him, Huangfu Song in the city is not an incompetent person, and he will never let go of this opportunity to attack inside and outside.

He thought for a moment, and prepared to ask most of the Yellow Turbans to stick to the camp, and the elite of the thousands of camps turned back to the back to rescue.

As long as they can quickly defeat the enemy forces behind them and prevent the enemy troops on the river bank from crossing the river, then they still have a chance to win.

He looked at a tall man beside him, who was the minor leader of the Yellow Turban Army and could be regarded as his lieutenant.

Now that the army is stationed under the city, and the emperor Fu Song in the city is eyeing him again, he naturally can't go out lightly. And those who can lead the army to support must have enough prestige in the Yellow Turban Army, and secondly, they must also be people he trusts, so there is no one to choose except Chen Fu in front of him.

"Remember, since the Han army dared to send people across the river this time, it must be the elite soldiers of the Meng generals. Just drive the Han army back to the other side, you can't fight, you don't have to pursue. Bocai admonished.

"Qu Shuai rest assured, I will definitely let those Han troops come and go."

Chen Fu patted his chest, counted thousands of soldiers, and rushed to the rescue behind him.

At this time, outside the Yellow Turban camp along the coast, Sun Jian and others were already in a bitter battle.

The Yellow Turban has set up a heavy army here, and there must be at least tens of thousands of horses, and Sun Jian and the others, plus the elite soldiers sent to him by Zhu Jun, are only two thousand when they are full.

Although these military horses are stronger than the Yellow Turban thieves, they are much worse in numbers. Fortunately, now they are in formation along the river, with their backs to the riverbank, so that they have not been surrounded on all sides.

The ancient ingot knife in Sun Jian's hand was already full of bloodstains, and he had personally fought in front of him for a long time, if he had changed to an ordinary blade, he was afraid that he would have already rolled the blade.

Zu Mao held a knife to protect his side, and now he had just cut over one person, but the yellow scarf was menacing, and when he overturned one person, another person quickly made up for it.

Although Sun Jian and the others were brave, they were still forced to retreat again and again.

Sun Jian's eyes were already scarlet, and the red scarf on his head was replaced by a yellow scarf, and he couldn't tell whether it was blood or his true color. The armor and stomach on his body are a little broken, even if he is a martial artist, he is now suffering a lot of injuries on his body.

Zu Mao once again cut down the Yellow Turban thieves who had gathered around them, took a few steps to Sun Jian's side, and said in a low voice: "Wentai, I support you here, you can retreat and rest for a while." If you fall, we won't be able to support it. ”

Sun Jian shook his head, "Now is the time of crisis, when the three armies are dying, if I hide in the rear, who would dare to sacrifice my life to fight?" Only I am here that all the soldiers have the courage to fight. For the general, how can you not charge ahead! ”

He forced a mouthful of it and shouted, "Gentlemen, it doesn't matter if we come from the south or from the north." Coming here, it is nothing more than seeking fame! Now that fame and fortune are in front of you, why not take it! ”

As soon as he said this, the momentum among the Han army was greatly aroused.

Sun Jian even gave up his sword for a spear, roaring filial piety, just like a tiger descending the mountain, charging forward, and fighting with the yellow turbans that surrounded him.