Chapter 5 Millions of Yellow Turbans, Mossy Disease!

The atmosphere inside the tent was a little stagnant.

As Cao Cao's words fell, Xi Zhicai frowned, as if he was thinking.

Xun Yu and the two on the side also bowed their heads and said nothing.

Seeing such a situation, Cao Cao knew that he was speechless, and his current inquiry should not be placed on such an occasion.

After all, millions of yellow scarves are a big problem for the entire Cao Ying, how can it be so easy to solve.

What's more, Yanzhou can use less than 100,000 soldiers.

100,000 to 1 million, if you think that the soldiers are alive, you will also have a headache, how can it be solved in two or three sentences.

The discussion just now finally raised the confidence of Cao Ying's soldiers, and now he is pulled down by his words.

Cao Cao regretted it a little, but as the lord, since the problem has been thrown out, where is the reason to take it back.

He subconsciously looked at the other people in the tent, not to mention the strategists, but the brothers in his own clan, and his expression was somewhat dull at this time.

Well?

When Cao Cao's eyes wandered, he found that in the entire big tent, the rest of the people were all depressed, and only one person seemed to be a little unharmed.

That's, Xi Yu?

I didn't care much about the drama at the moment.

In his opinion, millions of yellow scarves are just a disease of moss in the final analysis!

As long as it lasts until winter, Boss Cao will be able to subdue hundreds of thousands of yellow scarves in an instant.

And with these hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers and horses, Boss Cao can sit firmly in Yanzhou, and then he can start the prelude to the struggle for hegemony in the Central Plains.

Xi Yu is completely from the position of the predetermined result, so he naturally doesn't care much about the current situation.

It's just that the entire Cao Ying people today don't know what will happen later.

The current million yellow scarves are still a sword hanging over the head of the entire Yanzhou.

I have to pay attention.

It is easy to win a few battles, and those present are not incompetent.

However, it is too difficult to defeat a million yellow turbans.

Xi Zhicai was a little helpless, his two brothers had just joined Cao Ying, and today was supposed to be the time to show off his style, but he never thought that in the end, a problem would stump him.

Millions of yellow scarves, how to solve it.

If such a thing can be easily solved, it will surely be famous for all eternity.

Xi Zhicai's face was a little ugly, and beads of sweat were about to fall from his forehead.

This kung fu, Cao Cao's eyes fell on Xi Yu's body.

"Fengyi, there is a good plan!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the big tent, which was originally a little stagnant, suddenly began to be solemn.

Everyone first glanced at Cao Cao, and then couldn't help but look towards Xi Yu.

Xun Yu felt that his whole person was a little bad.

What does my father-in-law want to do?

It's very unwise for you to ask such a question, and one drama loyalty is enough.

Do you have to ask all the actors and brothers again?

Isn't this the two brothers roasted on the stove?

If there is no answer to today's matter, if the actor brothers want to do a good job in Cao Ying, I'm afraid it will be too difficult.

Cheng Yu on the side was also a little surprised.

The lord seems to have lost his mind today.

He began to sympathize with the actor brothers, originally thought that Cao Cao was too solemn to welcome Xi Zhicai today, and Cheng Yu was somewhat envious.

It's just that now he can't envy it.

The taste of being roasted on the fire is too unpleasant.

Xi Zhicai was also a little stunned.

Cao Cao, what's going on, ask this question again, everyone is already very embarrassed, how can you still ask it.

And, do you still ask your own brother?

It seems that after today, my brothers may not be able to stay in Cao Ying for long.

Today's events, when the time comes, even his two brothers will not even be able to ask a question.

What's wrong with this?

Xi Zhicai's face had already begun to turn red, if it weren't for the fact that leaving the big tent was too ugly, he would have been eager to pull up his brother and leave Cao Ying directly.

It's just a moment.

While everyone's thoughts were flowing, Xi Yu raised his head and found that Cao Cao was looking at him expectantly.

Being stared at like this by a big man, Xi Yu almost felt that his scalp was a little numb.

If he hadn't known that he was in Cao Ying, not on Liu Bei's side, Xi Yu couldn't help but pick his son and leave.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were looking at him, Xi Yu learned from his brother to straighten his robe.

After all, he was ready to be a strategist.

Now that the boss is asking questions of himself, what is there to refuse.

arched his hand, Xi Yu wished that he had a fan in his hand right now.

He spoke softly.

"Lord, why worry about this matter, millions of yellow scarves, it's just a disease of moss, it's not worth taking it to heart."

As soon as he said this, Cao Ying's eyes widened.

Millions of yellow scarves, the disease of moss?

How can it be so lightweight.

The corners of Xun Yu's mouth twitched, you brothers, how can one be more pretending than the other!

Cheng Yu was even more stunned, he had seen it today.

The Cao Ying generals on the opposite side couldn't help but look up at Xi Yu.

Cao Ren had even begun to think about what this guy would say.

It won't be like the rumored Lu Bu's.

Opening your mouth is like a mustard for the princes outside the city, right?

After all, in his opinion, this guy is a fierce general.

He already had an idea of what this guy would say later.

It's nothing more than asking his brother to give him tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, and he himself will lead the troops to kill those yellow turbans.

No, if this guy really said that, my brother would not agree!

When the time comes, where will they still have the opportunity to lead the troops.

Cao Ren was a little anxious, and his eyes subconsciously looked at Cao Cao.

This kung fu, after Cao Cao heard Xi Yu's words, the whole person was also a little stunned.

Almost subconsciously, Cao Cao leaned forward: "I don't know sir, what do you teach me?" ”

Xi Zhi, who was sitting on the side, was a little anxious, although his brother was keen in the past, but a million yellow scarves were not a trivial matter.

If there is no good answer now, their brother will leave the big tent, and I am afraid that they will have to pack their luggage and leave Cao Ying.

Xi Yu looked at everyone, chuckling at the corners of his mouth.

"Lord, have you ever thought that although the million yellow turbans are powerful, why did they leave Qingzhou and come to Yanzhou?"

Xi Yu asked, as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone subconsciously looked at me and I looked at you.

Yellow Turbans ran to Yanzhou?

Why?

Others are thieves, isn't it normal to run from Qingzhou to Yanzhou?

Today's thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, since the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there is no Yellow Turban in that place at present.

Although these yellow scarves have more or less changed their names, such as Taishan thieves and so on, in the final analysis, they are still yellow scarves.

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