Zhang Miao, who raised his head, was a little confused, "When did you give it?" ”

…… She stretched out her two hands with difficulty and gestured: "Those six beautiful boys." ”

The atmosphere seemed to have suddenly become a little awkward, and the civil and military generals of Zhang Miao's own family at the next place were frequently looking sideways.

Zhang Liao on the side also suddenly turned his head and stared at them faintly.

"Those six servants," Zhang Miao said with difficulty, "were just given to the general to clean the tent and carry water and lead the horses." ”

"Meng Zhuogong said it deliberately," she said, "and they were all specially selected to teach." ”

Zhang Miao looked at her for a while, and Zhang Chao quietly lowered his head.

"It's really worthy of General Ciyu!" He suddenly sighed like this, and then skipped the topic loudly! "In short, this box is a bundle! The general must take it! And that box ——! ”

…… When she stretched out a hand and wanted to interrupt him, Zhang Miao had already continued quickly!

"It's to thank Wen Yuan!"

…… As if she was still worried that she would continue to speak, Zhang Miao hurriedly added loudly, "Half of the military funds paid today have been sent to the Bingzhou camp, and this box belongs to Wenyuan!" ”

Zhang Liao also seemed to be taken aback, but smiled and waved his hand, "Meng Zhuogong's chivalry is known all over the world, and Zang Ziyuan's temperament can be called a righteous man in the sea. ”

…… It seems to be very good, but it's nothing special.

But I don't know why, after Zhang Liao's words, Zhang Miao seemed to calm down, and the whole person returned to that hearty and chic appearance from the state that was a little embarrassed just now, and his voice became normal.

"Wen Yuan's miraculous feat can't be passed on to the world, just a gift of gold silk, what is it!"

After he finished speaking so heroically, he saw that Zhang Liao seemed to want to shirk it, so he laughed:

"Besides, I heard that Wen Yuan has not yet got married, so this box of gold silk will be saved first, and when good things are approaching in the future, how about adding it as a dowry!"

"A hero like General Wenyuan hasn't even got a family yet?" Immediately, someone picked up the words of the lord and began to quip, "If this news spreads, when the general comes to Xiaopei again, I am afraid that the young girl will not be able to let the general out of the city easily!" ”

"What's the use of going back to Xiaopei! I have a niece, the general! ”

Although everyone didn't dare to make fun of the marriage of General Lu on the throne, the marriage of a young man like Zhang Liao could obviously be cared about a little, so the atmosphere and topic changed all of a sudden.

Zhang Liao craned his neck slightly and glanced at the box of gold silk in the center of the tent, and then glanced at her faintly.

…… Cough.

"Do you think," someone behind you whispered, "is this stronger than that, or is that stronger than this?" ”

"Which one?" Another whispered, "You mean that nobleman?" ”

"It's him, as soon as I saw that demeanor, I knew that he must be from everyone's background, no different," the first person began to mumble again, "Although he gets angry when he sees us, it can be seen that he is sincere to the general!" ”

"What are these words?" The second whispered, "Have you forgotten that it was this General Zhang Wenyuan who avenged Mr.?" ”

The man gasped, "You're right! We really should help General Zhang more! ”

After a pause, the two beautiful young men standing behind them with pots in their hands muttered and reached an agreement.

…… Lu Hangyu wanted to turn around and glare at them, but he was still embarrassed to think about it.

The box was carried down, and the next thing I did was to continue drinking slowly and talking a little about business.

"General, the commander of the other army has been lost, can the siege of Puyang be solved?"

After Zhang Chao asked like this, she thought for a while and shook her head.

"We're off to a good start," she said, "but that's just the first step." ”

First of all, the team transporting grain and grass will not come now, they need to divide some people to guard Cangtingjin, this ferry is too important, it directly affects whether they have a way to retreat, and whether there is a way to retreat to save Zang Hong in the future, so until Zang Ba's convoy arrives, this part of the force can be mobilized.

On the other hand, there were still more than 40,000 people in the Jizhou army, and they did not come from afar, but fought at their own doorstep, so even if Yan Liang was killed, they would still not immediately panic and abandon the camp and flee.

In particular, this army has a serious problem:

What is their strategic purpose?

Zhang Miao and Zhang Chao want to save Zang Hong, it can be said that this guaranteed goal is very easy to complete, and it has almost been completed now - rushed to the city, Zang Hong ran out, followed all the way to Cangtingjin, crossed the river and detoured to Qingzhou to Xiaopei, completed.

But what if the "rescue" that Zang Hong said is not this kind of salvation? What if what Zang Hong wanted was to repel Yuan Shao's army and keep Puyang or even the entire Dongjun?

That's what she hopes to achieve.

"Still, if you just want to meet Zang Ziyuan," she said, "it's still easy." ”

She didn't know what the strength of those Jizhou troops were—but just looking at the soldiers and horses brought by Yan Liang, it was still not to be underestimated—and the Jizhou army didn't know how many enemy troops there were, so they would also be very vigilant, shrink their forces, and put on a defensive posture.

In this way, the inside and outside of the city are no longer isolated.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, it is not difficult to rush into the city and see Zang Hong.

When she said this, Zhang Miao and Zhang Chao's brothers' eyes lit up all of a sudden!

"In that case, how about I take advantage of the chaos to go to the city tonight?!"

She thought for a while, "Yes, but Zang Ziyuan may not be convenient to open the city gate, and Meng Zhuogong is afraid that he will be pulled up with a rope——"

When Zhang Miao said that she was not afraid of hardship or tiredness, she waved her hand, "It's not like that." ”

"...... that?"

"Has Meng Zhuogong seen the city in the siege?"

The Yanzhou celebrity thought blankly for a moment and shook his head.

…… No, when he followed Lu Bu to rebel against Boss Cao, what was he responsible for?

Her belly slander was not spoken, and finally changed to another sentence.

"Why don't I go with you," she said, "and I just so have something to ask Zang Ziyuan." ”

Zhang Miao looked at her.

…… It seems that now it has become him.

In any case, now that the advantage is on their side, there is time to eat and chat and plan the next plan of action.

But for Xu You, the news was nothing short of a disaster.

He had already thought very clearly about how to write this document, and made it clear all the responsibilities that he might have carried, and characterized this matter as Yan Liang's stupidity.

- It's stupid! Stupid! It's not a pity to die!

That's how he roared and wrote while the tip of the pen suddenly stopped.

Xu You thought of something else.

So he wrote two letters.

One letter is naturally for the lord Yuan Shao, and the other is for Guo Tu.

"This letter," he said, standing at the door of the tent, took the letter to Guo Tu, and sternly instructed the knight, "be careful, and send it to Mr. Guo, without pretending to be someone else's hand, understand?!" ”

There are so many twists and turns in Puyang! He cursed in his heart, and at the same time involuntarily looked at the city in the night.

Zang Hong stood on the city wall, frowning and looking down.

Today's Jizhou army is very unusual, not only did it not attack the city, but it significantly shrank its position in the evening, and the army of more than 40,000 people basically withdrew to the north of the city.

The defenders noticed this and immediately reported it to him, and the defenders of the city looked more closely at the situation under each wall and discovered more details.

Some Jizhou soldiers fled back in confusion, most of them didn't even have flags, and their weapons were even lost, and they really wandered back like lost dogs.

The defenders of the city immediately began to talk excitedly - reinforcements must be coming! Not only is it coming! And it's a big win!

The news spread throughout Puyang City in an instant.

The emaciated and haggard people couldn't stop laughing, laughing and laughing and crying bitterly on the ground.

The city, which had been silent for a long time, as depressed as a military fortress and as solemn as a tomb, fell into a moment of revelry.

Are the reinforcements really coming?!

They must have brought food, right?!

Will they repel the Jizhou people?!

Then we can get out of the city, right? Our lives are still the same as before, right?

These questions stirred their minds again and again, until it was getting dark, there was silence outside the city, and the fires were extinguished inside the city—there was no place to buy lamp oil, so that at night, the people of the city could only whisper in the dark, except for the defenders at the head of the city, who could light tung oil torches.

Tomorrow, they swear that tomorrow when the sun rises, reinforcements will come to the city!

But what was even more surprising than they thought was that the leader of the support army had come to the city in the middle of the night.

Zhang Miao was still in a bit of a trance when he entered the city.

He can't be blamed for this, the city gate really can't be opened for the time being, he was hung up by a rope.

A dozen horsemen waited for him in the darkness of the night under the city, and when he had finished speaking, he had to leave the city immediately.

The tightness and suffocation of the rope on him were nothing, and neither was the piercing pain.

What made him feel trance was the smell of the city.

Rotten, charred, foul-smelling, the bodies that should have been cold and stiff have become soft and warm over time.

If he wanted to get under the walls, he had to step on those bodies, even with his hands and feet.

There is no escape, there is no escape.

Under this city, everywhere, there are such scenes everywhere.

So when he ascended the wall and was helped down the rope, he felt as if he had come from another world, with the heavy aura of that world.

But Zang Hong didn't care at all.

This Dongjun Taishou, who had lost a lot of weight and couldn't even wear armor close to his body, and he gently shook his body when he walked, stepped forward and bowed deeply.

Zhang Miao stretched out his hand, wanted to shake his hand, and helped him up, just stretched out his hand, but took it back again.

"Ziyuan......" he sighed, "is it worth it?" ”

"Meng Zhuogong thinks about Hong, so he asks," Zang Hong didn't seem surprised at all when he asked, he raised his head, and his face, which was more than ten years old, was extremely calm, "But Hong is the Son of Heaven and the Han family, although he has no regrets in death." ”

Zhang Miao opened his mouth.

"The Son of Heaven has gone east," he said, "and has gone to Yanzhou." ”

Zang Hong's face is very thin and haggard, so his eyes are particularly large and slightly prominent.