As the sun sets, behind the bloody killing, what is left behind is devastation everywhere.

The plain was no longer the color of earth and blood, and the hustle and bustle of the scene was restored to tranquility, and the day was over, and the battle was coming to an end.

Xi Zhong looked at Guo Jia tightly and asked, "You already know who the commander of the enemy army is?" ”

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can such a detailed tactic be created.

Guo Jia said indifferently: "I know." ”

"Why?"

"Secret."

He knew that Xi Zhong would definitely not work with him in the end, so he didn't plan to reveal any inside information about the intelligence system.

Today is a friend, but in the future it must be an opponent, both of them know this.

Xi Zhong didn't ask again.

Xun Yu stood up and arched his hand: "Fengxiao, retire." ”

This style of play is too risky and completely contrary to his style.

Guo Jia didn't stop it, and said jokingly: "Jia heard that the Yellow Turban in Qingzhou was raging, and he wanted to lead the army to relieve the siege, I don't know what Wen Ruo thinks?" ”

Xun Yu's footsteps paused, and the threat in the prodigal son's words was unmistakable.

"Fengxiao, you are enough for this battle."

The entire Yingchuan soldiers and horses, and even the dead soldiers of the major families were brought out by this guy, if he really led troops to other states and counties, Yingchuan was afraid that it would fall instantly.

"Don't worry, if you don't worry, the Yellow Turban will not dare to make a comeback after this defeat."

"This Yingchuan is your birthplace."

Xun Yu is a little angry, you like to take risks, why do you have to pull me on your back?

Guo Jia glared and said: "You also know that Yingchuan is our place of birth and breeding, why am I tired and tired outside, but you run back to be merry and happy." ”

He and Zhang Fei have been together for a long time, and they can't help but be affected by that black guy.

Xun Yu finally got back into the carriage, he wasn't sure if the prodigal son would really do it, of course, the so-called departure was just a joke.

Night is falling.

The entire barracks was mostly a scene of joy, but behind the prosperity, there were many figures licking their wounds alone.

The war is relentless, whether it is the victorious side or the defeated side, casualties are inevitable.

At this moment, Guo Jia is in the wounded barracks.

The officers and soldiers killed the enemy in this battle, and the total number of prisoners exceeded 10,000, but the casualties were not small, with only more than 800 killed and more than 1,000 wounded.

In some cases, those who died directly in battle were even more bitter than those who were seriously wounded.

Because they no longer have to endure the torment of pain, no longer have to watch their blood flow out, and they don't have to wait powerlessly for death to come......

The smell of blood filled the air, and the eyes gradually became hollow and then lost their lustre.

Guo Jia even saw that someone raised a butcher's knife against his comrade-in-arms and ended his irretrievable life with his own hands.

He didn't stop it, because he was just as powerless.

All of this, in the final analysis, lies in the backward physical treatment conditions and the rudimentary treatment team in the army.

Some people may say that there is no shortage of miracle doctors in contemporary times.

But how many such miracle doctors are there?

How can a soldier like this at the bottom have the opportunity to be favored by a miracle doctor?

Xing, the people are bitter.

Death, the people suffer.

Guo Jia suddenly understood this sentence a little, behind the prosperity is built by a lot of white bones.

At this time, Zhang Fei hurried over.

"What did the advisor do in this place?"

"I'm here just to tell myself something."

"What?"

Guo Jia looked at Zhang Fei and said slowly: "Now I am a decision-maker, and every decision, even a small thought, may determine hundreds of lives. ”

These words are not only to remind Zhang Fei, but also to speak to himself.

According to the original course of history, such a war would continue for more than 100 years.

The world is unified, and no three points are made.

Guo Jia set a small goal for himself in his heart.

Zhang Fei knew that Guo Jia was teaching himself a lesson again, but in the face of this situation, he couldn't say anything to refute it.

"Strategist, I understand."

Zhang Fei replied with a serious face.

"Alright, let's go."

After Guo Jia finished speaking, he turned around and left, as for whether Zhang Fei's promise worked or not, he had to wait for the next day to be confirmed.

……

When Guo Jia came to the big tent of the Chinese army, Liu Bei, Guan Yu and others had already gathered together.

In this battle, the first contribution of the generals was Zhang Fei and Guan Yu, the former attacked the most fiercely and successfully confused the Yellow Turban Army.

The latter rushed to the rear, beheaded eight Yellow Turban generals in a row, and directly chiseled through the Yellow Turban Army formation.

Liu Bei said solemnly: "After this defeat, the Yellow Turban Army has now retreated for ten miles, how do you think the military division should break the situation next?" ”

Although today's battle has hurt the Yellow Turban Army, it still has some strength, and if you want to completely pacify the Yingchuan Yellow Turban, you still need a big victory.

Guo Jia played with the feather fan in his hand and said with a smile: "The lord might as well ask Wen Ruo, you can't let you steal the limelight." ”

Liu Bei immediately looked at Xun Yu.

He has already seen Guo Jia's schemes, and it is indeed whimsical and eclectic, which makes him tremble.

Now, he wants to see Xun Yu's conspiracy.

Xun Yu did not excuse himself this time, and said: "In my opinion, the yellow turban will attack the camp today." ”

It's amazing.

Except for Guo Jia and Xi Zhong, everyone was surprised.

Zhang Fei couldn't help but say: "The Yellow Turban has just lost the battle, how dare he attack the camp again?" ”

Xun Yu said indifferently: "It is precisely because we think it is impossible that the opponent will feel that it can be successful." ”

Liu Bei groaned: "So what Mr. means ......"

"Let's push him."

"How to push?"

"Celebrate the feast!"

"Good!"

Liu Bei immediately decisively adopted Xun Yu's opinion, and he never doubted the ability of this "Wang Zuo".

Soon, a feast was set up in the barracks.

Guo Jia, Xun Yu, and Xi Zhong sat at the adjacent table, and the three of them quickly talked.

Xi Zhong asked, "How sure is Wen Ruo?" ”

"If Bonghyo's statement to the enemy general is true, she will definitely attack the camp tonight."

Xun Yu's tone was full of confidence.

His cognition of the Yellow Turban General came from Guo Jia's description, and Guo Jia's judgment of Zhang Ning was based on the suppression of bandits a few months ago.

After Guan Hai was arrested, Zhang Ning did not immediately try to rescue her, proving that her style of acting was conservative.

But when the New Year was approaching, she suddenly robbed the prison, which confirmed that she had a certain risk-taking habit in her bones.

This person is between Guo Jia and Xun Yu.

He has a steady side and likes to play with some whimsy.

Today's battle has caused heavy losses to the Yellow Turban, and if he doesn't manage to win a big battle, Yingchuan will not be able to take it at all.

If Zhang Ning wants to win, she has to win one.

Guo Jia smiled: "It doesn't matter if she doesn't come, it should be regarded as strengthening the defense." ”

No one dares to guarantee that it will succeed in preparing for the robbery of the camp, and there is no loss if it fails, just let Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others, who had been ambushed in advance, feed the mosquitoes outside for a night.

Xun Yu looked affirmative.

"She's coming, if it's to rescue our captives."