Cao Cao was hiding behind the wall, looking at the unmoving Yuan Shujun camp, frowned slightly.

He knew very well who Yuan Shu was. He knew roughly who Yuan Shu had. He didn't expect the night attack to succeed, but he didn't expect the other party to guard so closely and react so promptly, and was discovered before he even approached the camp.

Yuan Shu has made a lot of progress during this period. If this continues, he may really become Yuan Shao's strong enemy. Especially this guy is bold and dares to do anything, Yuan Shao has no such force as to attack the powerful, collect his land and property, and distribute the land to the surrendered troops. He suddenly got tens of thousands of soldiers. Yuan Shao couldn't play such a big deal.

The wind rose at the end of Qingping. A move that seemed to be forced to do so could be a sign of a great change. Since the quasi-conquer, civil wars have been everywhere, and finally turned into the Yellow Turban Rebellion that swept the world. Why did the Han Dynasty come to this point? He has thought about this question countless times. Foreign relatives, eunuchs, and powerful men were the crux of what he thought. He also made a lot of efforts to do this, but in the end, they all failed without exception.

But he never expected that Yuan Shu would embark on this path, and his methods were so violent that he not only uprooted the powerful people around Wancheng, but also directly distributed their land to their troops.

Is this the right way? He has done so much before, and he is just the last step away?

"General, general?"

Cao Cao was shocked and realized that he was distracted. He quickly smiled and said, "Zhicai, what's wrong?"

Xi Zhicai looked suspicious. "General, the first test has ended."

"Oh, oh." Cao Cao rubbed his eyes and looked down at the city. The firelight in Yuan's camp was still lit, but the firelight outside the camp gradually stopped. The soldiers who tried to attack the camp should have already rushed to the next location, but the second attack would not be very fast, because they had to circle a lot to avoid Yuan's scout, maybe it would be midnight. He immediately remembered another thing. "Was that... the scout sent out?"

"I sent out, with a total of five groups and fifty people, heading from different directions, with the routes kept confidential and I don't know each other."

"Very good, very good. Zhicai, with your help, I feel much more relaxed." Cao Cao patted his forehead and was very happy. "The sound of the east and the west is false and real, this trick is good. Zhicai, I will ask you something."

Xi Zhicai looked at Cao Cao. But Cao Cao did not say anything, but carried his hands behind his back, lowered his head, walked forward for a while, and then spoke carefully.

"Do you think it is feasible for Yuan Gaolu to distribute land to the division to inspire morale?"

Xi Zhicai blurted out without thinking. "Drinking poison to quench thirst." After a while, he said: "With the most serious medicine, although the greatest possibility is death, there are also things that may be resurrected from the dead."

Cao Cao nodded in agreement, and then said, "I don't think this is Yuan Gaolu's decision, but Sun Bofu's suggestion."

"Why do you say that?"

"He has done this in Xiangyang, and the three thousand Yellow Turbans became his subordinates, and there are more Yellow Turbans on the way. Why could Sun Jian hand over all the surrendered soldiers in Jingzhou to Yuan Shu? Because there were tens of thousands of Yellow Turbans waiting for him in Runan." Cao Cao walked slowly along the city wall, and his voice was a little erratic by the night wind. "The Yellow Turban Rebellion has been several years, but it will never end. Sooner or later, this fire will burn, but the fire of the Han Dynasty..."

Cao Cao suddenly stopped, opened his mouth, but did not say anything, and sighed inexplicably. He felt depressed, stopped, supported the battlements with both hands, and slapped them twice.

Xi Zhicai tilted his head and looked at Cao Cao, and suddenly laughed. "General, do you want to follow this strategy, but you are afraid of causing trouble?"

Cao Cao didn't say anything, but his eyes became hot. Xi Zhicai turned around and looked at the camp outside the city with his hands behind his back.

"This strategy cannot be said to be bad, but Nanyang is definitely not the best place."

Cao Cao blinked his eyes, but didn't say anything, just listened quietly.

Xi Zhicai paused and continued: "Nanyang is the imperial town. Eleven of the twenty-eight generals in Yuntai came from Nanyang, Yin and Deng families, and there were countless queens. Although the He family has not become a weapon in recent years and cannot be compared with the Yin and Deng families, the accumulation of more than a few manors over the past hundred years is more than a few manors. They obtained the manor and received tens of thousands of tribes, and they offended the scholars of the world. Even those who had no loyalty and righteousness to the former master would use this to blame them. Who would be willing to take away the wealth they had accumulated with great effort? "

Cao Cao had a slight head, but he remained silent.

Xi Zhicai lowered his head. "I hate aristocratic families, but I have to admit that without the support of aristocratic families, nothing can be done. Zhang Jiao can bewitch millions of foolish people and eight states together, so what can he do? In less than a year, he was dragged out of the coffin by Huangfu Song and beheaded. General, without aristocratic families, they are just a group of ants and can do nothing. Therefore, even if the general cannot defend Wancheng, it will be difficult for Yuan Gaolu to gain a foothold in Nanyang."

Cao Cao blinked his eyes and suddenly laughed. "Zhicai, aren't all the scouts you sent out to investigate the situation in Wuguan, right?"

Xi Zhicai turned around and looked directly at Cao Cao, saying word by word: "Although the general has the heart of success, I cannot help but manage the retreat for the general. The world is in chaos and heroes are rising together. Will the general be willing to miss this big hunt?"

"I..." Cao Cao smiled without saying a word, was silent for a moment, and turned around and patted Zhicai's arm. "Just Zhicai."

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As Pang Tong expected, Cao's army launched three harassments overnight. Although the battalions were guarded tightly and Cao Cao did not take any advantage, they were also harassed. Without sleeping all night, many people's eyes were dark, and Yuan Shu was even more furious and shouted that he wanted to go out to the camp to show Cao Cao a little color. Yan Xiang couldn't help but was anxious, when Sun Ce came.

"Bo Fu, you are here just in time. Please persuade the general."

Sun Ce smiled and bowed his hand, looking at Yan Xiang. "Sir, haven't slept all night?"

Yan Xiang yawned and smiled bitterly, "I dare not sleep. Last time in Xinye, if I hadn't fallen asleep in the middle of the night, how could this situation be today? Cao Mengde is really hateful, and he always attacks at night."

Sun Ce couldn't help but want to laugh. Cao Cao really likes night attacks. Last time he attacked Yuan Shu in Xinye, he later attacked him outside the Hejia Manor, and now he sent someone to attack the camp.

"Sir, he just relies on the walls of the city. Let's break his walls to see what he has to rely on."

Yan Xiang was shocked and grabbed Sun Ce's arm. "Bo Fu, you can't be impatient, you won't be too late these days."

"Don't worry, the baggage battalion is almost ready. It's time for Cao Cao to taste our awesomeness."

"Fuck him!" Yuan Shu jumped up suddenly and danced. "Short guy, Nai Gong has been tolerating you for a long time."
Chapter completed!