Before Cao Mengde led his troops to Hanoi, he sent Cao Chun to Yangzhou to pick up Xiahou Dun.

As for Zhao Yu, Cao Chun naturally told Xiahou Dun very seriously.

Xiahou Ganglie and Xiahou Dun were young, because his teacher was insulted, he used a knife to kill the person who insulted his teacher. This was praised in the Han Dynasty. The Han Dynasty had the legacy of the pre-Qin period, and the so-called revenge of Duke Xiang regained the ninth generation. It was great in the Spring and Autumn Period, especially in the Western Han Dynasty. Great revengeism was prevalent. Even when Gu Liang gradually became bigger, the thoughts of the Gongyang School still influenced this dynasty. As long as revenge is polite and honest, even the government is supported.

The hatred of parents, the hatred of teachers, and the hatred of the country. I am not afraid of you not taking revenge, but I am only afraid of you not daring to take revenge.

Therefore, at this time, the Han people paid attention to a clear distinction between gratitude and gratitude. They should repay their gratitude and gratitude.

Xiahou Dun was very grateful when he heard that Zhao Yu had saved Cao Mengde. After recruiting 3,000 people at the end of the year, he led his troops back with Cao Chun and just arrived at Zuo Zao a few days ago. Xiahou Dun stationed his army in Zuo Zao, so he and Cao Chun came to Puyang to meet Zhao Yu and wanted to thank him in person.

There is a clear difference in temperament between Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan.

Xiahou Yuan gave people a kind of elegant temperament, and Xiahou Dun knew at a glance that he was a strong person. His square face, bright eyes, and a beard as strong as a steel needle all indicate that he was a warrior!

"Thank you Mr. Zhao for helping you!"

As soon as we met, Xiahou Dun bowed deeply.

Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and instantly understood what Xiahou Dun meant. He brushed his sleeves and rolled it up, then helped Xiahou Dun up, and said with a smile: "I told Brother Meng De to reply a lot. I don't need red tape here. Brother Meng De has a destiny, so I am willing to save him. Come on, sit down and talk about it."

Zhao Yu never calculated whether Cao Mengde really had a destiny. But even if he did not have a destiny and had his support from Zhao Yu, he would have a destiny.

Xiahou Dun bowed again and then sat down.

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "Brother Meng De has been looking forward to it for a long time. Brother Yuan Rang, you finally recruited troops. When will you go to Hanoi?"

Xiahou Dun smiled heartily and said, "Meng De did not lead me to Hanoi. Mr. Zhao, Meng De meant that my three thousand soldiers were stationed in Yanzhou, so that I could hold the trouble at critical moments."

When Zhao Yu heard this, he understood: "Brother Meng De thought carefully. It seems that the Black Mountain bandits and the wrecked dogs of the Huns are indeed not taken seriously by him."

Cao Mengde now has only more than 3,000 troops in Hanoi, and the bandits who are concerned are definitely more than 10,000. However, Cao Mengde's move clearly does not take these bandits seriously. This is not arrogance, but self-confidence.

In real history, Cao Mengde was just the only one soldier at this time, but he was so powerful that he easily defeated the bandits. It was not a lucky chance.

The three thousand troops of Xiahou Dun were stationed in Yanzhou, and his eyes were low in Dongjun. Once he gained the title of prefect of Dongjun, Xiahou Dun's troops could immediately control Dongjun and eliminate the possibility of long nights and dreams.

Xiahou Dun smiled and said, "Meng De is smart and talented and good at fighting. Since the Yellow Turban, he has been in many battle formations, and it is no problem to have a mere thief and a storm."

This is not true.

When the Yellow Turbans broke out, Cao Mengde led his troops to fight. At that time, Xiahou Dun and Xiahou Yuan both followed Cao Mengde to fight. If there were any experiences, there were still some. Moreover, the Cao family and Xiahou family were all learning from each other. The bandits in question were roughly threatened by the Hun cavalry in Fuluo. As for the Black Mountain bandits, they were nothing but grass.

After a few words, Zhao Yu asked, "For the past few months, I have been busy in this farm and I don't know what changes have happened to the sour jujube?"

Xiahou Dun said: "Just the day before yesterday, the governor of Yanzhou, Liu Gongshan, killed Qiao Mao, and appointed Wang Gong under his command as the prefect of Dongjun. I believe that Wang Gong would come to Puyang to take office soon."

When Zhao Yu heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "I guess the time should be over."

Asked him: "Yuan Rang thought, how is Wang Gong like?"

Since Liu Dai had killed Qiao Mao, it seems that the Sour Jujube Alliance has gone back to their own houses.

"Wang Gong, a man." Xiahou Dun said disdainfully: "I have seen this person, who is mediocre and has no ability."

"It's better if you don't have the ability." Zhao Yu smiled and said, "If you have the ability, what should Brother Meng De do?"

Xiahou Dun showed a strange look on his face: "How can I explain this?"

Zhao Yu said: "Because the princes and Dong Zhuo were in stalemate, the thief saw the opportunity and joined forces to plunder. When Wang Gong entered Hedong, he could not take charge. Meng De led his troops into Hedong and defeated him in one battle. At that time, the leader of the alliance Yuan Shao made a plan for the overall situation and took Meng De as the prefect of Hedong so that he could defend the east of Luoyang and stop Dong's troops from attacking."

Xiahou Dun was stunned, then he strode his hands and said, "That's what it should be done!"

So he laughed.

Then Xiahou Dun talked about the sour jujube. It turned out that Yuan Shao had a quarrel with Han Fu, the governor of Jizhou. There were rumors that Yuan Benchu ​​coveted the land of Jizhou. In order to curb Yuan Benchu, Han Fu reduced the supply of food and money, and Liu Dai killed Qiao Mao, and food and money were the fuse.

Now the Sour Jujube Alliance has collapsed. Although the name of the alliance is still there, it is actually a mess.

Yuan Shao had already gone to Hanoi with Wang Kuang and Zhang Yang. In other words, the current sour jujube has been empty - except for the army of Xiahou Dun.

However, another army from the south took the stage of history before the New Year.

This is Sun Jian, Sun Wentai, the prefect of Changsha, the governor of Yuzhou, and the general of defeating the enemy.

Sun Jian came south, comparing to anyone who arrived later. He led troops from Changsha, forced Wang Rui, the governor of Jingzhou to death, and then killed Zhang Zi, the prefect of Nanyang. He arrived in Luyang and met with Yuan Shu during the winter.

With Yuan Shu's support, Sun Jian recruited troops in Luyang, and after a short rest, he planned to lead troops north. Dong Zhuo then sent his appointed prefect of Dongjun Hu Zhen to lead the Xiliang cavalry to attack. At that time, Sun Jian also planned to send troops and sent people to Yuan Shu's place to urge food and grass to set up a banquet outside the city. As Hu Zhen led his troops, Sun Jian was calm and frightened Hu Zhen, but the battle did not start.

He heard Xiahou Dun say again: "The Dong thief seems to have sent some officials to persuade the surrender, but he doesn't know what the situation is now."

After hearing this, Zhao Yu's heart was cleared.

Historically, Dong Zhuo did send court officials to persuade them to surrender, but most of them were killed.

As for Sun Jian, after the beginning of the year, he might have sent troops to approach Luoyang soon, and like Cao Mengde, he would have hit Xu Rong's head and blood.

After a while, after a conversation, Zhao Yu took Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun to wander around the village.

Everything in the village was seen when Xiahou Dun came. Many novel things had long made him feel confused and itchy.

At this time, Zhao Yu did not wait for Xiahou Dun to ask, and then came one by one, which shocked Xiahou Dun and Cao Chun.

"The potatoes have been harvested for one season, with a yield of more than 200 stones per mu." Zhao Yuyun ignored the horror of the general who had heard the eyes and stared out of the eyes of the general, and said, "I have cultivated the seeds, which is not beyond my expectations. You see, this wheat is much taller than ordinary wheat, and the yield per mu should be about fifteen stones, which is seven or eight times that of the previous years of prosperity. The purpose of the water truck is well reflected here, and the irrigation problem has been perfectly solved. I have asked the people below to expand the land. According to the population of the village, each person is forty acres. I believe that the two of them should have seen it when they came."

"There is also this cement, the road under our feet is paved with cement. In the future, Meng De took over Dongjun, and the roads and cities in Dongjun could be built with cement, which is much more cost-effective than using the old method."

"I plan to make this farm a demonstration, and when Meng De takes office, he can follow the rules and promote it one by one. With me, potatoes and wheat, the grain output will soar, and I will definitely not be hungry anymore. Sending troops to fight will definitely not be afraid of food and grass."

"That's a blast furnace, which can make steel in large quantities, which is also the method I just developed. I used some extraordinary methods, but I have broken down, and the craftsmen can complete the process independently. The forged steel is strong, wear-resistant, corrosion-resistant, and forged weapons, armor, and machinery, all of which are good and good..."

Every time Zhao Yu said something, the two of them turned red, not shame, but excited.

Everything here, like thunder, exploded in the hearts of the two of them. Which one does not matter to the national plan?!

"Mr. Zhao is unparalleled in his country, please accept the reign of Yuan Rang!"

"Mr. Zhao, please accept your son and a bow!"

Seeing these two people's solemn appearances, Zhao Yu smiled and helped them up: "It's okay, it's okay, these are ordinary means for me. As long as they are beneficial to Meng De, it's fine."

"Come on."

As he spoke, Zhao Yu took the two back to the village and came to the backyard.

"I made some weapons by myself some time ago."

Zhao Yu took the two of them to the warehouse. As soon as the door was opened, the light reflected the weapons and the people could not open their eyes.

After a while, I saw various weapons lying on rows of weapons racks. There were eight-sided Han swords, horse-slashing swords, spears, and axes, halberds, and spears. Each handle and every mouth was shimmering and frost. The two looked at each other and rushed under the weapons racks. Xiahou Dun took down a spear, with a thick wrist, two feet long, eight or ninety kilograms, and it was heavy in his hand, and it was cold!

"Good gun!"

"A magic weapon, a magic weapon!" Cao Chun pulled out an eight-sided Han sword and waved it on the wall. Unconsciously, he used half a piece of force, and a deep trace was swept out from the cement wall!

"This is no less than Meng De's Sword of Heaven!"

Seeing these two generals forgetting their minds, Zhao Yu couldn't help but smile.

These weapons were the first batch of weapons forged by himself, and their strength and sharpness were nothing but those divine weapons forged with meteorite.

As for the Sword of Heaven in Cao Chun's mouth, it was such a divine weapon, which was forged by a meteorite iron by the master craftsman.
Chapter completed!