"No matter how difficult it is, we must fight. Otherwise, everything will be over." Han Sui sighed and said.

"That's right." Yang Fu nodded slightly.

He was deeply appreciated by Ma Teng. From a scholar who had no identity, he became Ma Teng's chief historian and the second-ranked figure. He would never want to see Ma Teng fall, even if it was Zhang Xiu, the terrible enemy in front of him.

"I know." Ma Teng breathed out, and a look of sternness appeared on his face.

"Take this opportunity to truce, let's try our best to appease the soldiers and the people in the city. I'll also go to inspect the city wall." Ma Teng stood up and said.

"Um."

Yang Fu and Han Sui nodded together and went down separately.

Now is the time to test patience, and if you persist, you will definitely win. Once you take off this breath, everything will be done.

............

Zhang Xiu was expecting the snow to melt, so he launched an attack on Jicheng again. However, the weather was not good, and it was snowing again.

"Although it is auspicious snow that indicates good harvest, it is not the time."

In the central army's tent, the firewood in the brazier was burning vigorously. Zhang Xiu was wearing a relatively thin autumn dress and stood at the door of the tent, looking at the sky, revealing a little helpless look.

Dian Wei walked over with a red cloak in his arms. Zhang Xiu looked at him, sighed softly, and did not put it on, but turned back to the handsome throne and sat down.

Zhang Xiu picked up Sun Tzu's Art of War and started watching. In such weather, reading is a good way to enjoy the book.

In ancient times, everything was good, but there was no mobile phone. It was also considered that fish and bear's paws could not be both.

The Zhangxiu camp was more than ten miles long, including many generals' camps, granaries, firewood piles, defensive formation arrangements, etc., which were very complicated.

The camp has four camp gates, which stand in the southeast, west and north.

General Zhao Yun is responsible for the safety of Nanying Gate. This direction is of course relatively safe.

However, Zhao Yun did not relax at all, nor did he allow his soldiers to relax.

Today, the wind and snow are in full swing. Zhao Yun was wearing black armor and green embroidered robe, and led his personal soldiers to patrol the camp gate and the walls.

The general himself did this, and of course the soldiers did not dare to relax, and they were all full of energy.

"General, look, there are people." A sharp-eyed soldier first saw a large cart approaching the camp in the wind and snow.

Zhao Yun looked up at the south when he heard this. As the cart gradually approached, the shape gradually became clearer.

But a strong man with a sword came by riding a ox cart. An elderly man was wearing a straw raincoat and holding a cane.

Although the military camp was serious, Zhao Yun could not be wary of such a combination. But he also spoke loudly: "This is the military camp of the Grand Sima stationed troops. Why did the elders come?"

"Come for the Grand Sima. I dare to ask for the name of the general in the camp." The old man's hair and beard were all white, and he was wearing a coarse cloth dress under his straw raincoat. His face was flushed and his voice was full of energy.

Zhao Yun heard a pure Luoyang official language. When he saw the old man calmly, he couldn't help but feel strange. He bowed and said politely: "I am Zhao Yun from Changshan, the courtesy name is Zilong, and I dare to ask about my name."

"It turns out to be General Zilong, so lucky to know." The old man smiled and bowed, then got off the ox cart and said, "It has been thirty years since no one has called my name, and I have forgotten it. The general can call me "Anonymous."

The personal soldiers around Zhao Yun were a little resentful and planned to scold him. What was his attitude? Zhao Yun stopped the personal soldiers and said politely: "So Mr. Wuming, what do you mean by saying just now?"

"There are so many people here that I'm so annoying to General Zilong, so I'll take me to see the Grand Sima." The old man without name said with a smile.

Zhao Yun thought for a moment and agreed, "Okay."

Perhaps it was unintentional, or perhaps it was intentional. In short, this unknown old man could only enter the camp to meet Zhang Xiu.

Otherwise, if you encounter Gan Ning, you may be beaten.

When you meet Fan Chou, you may even lose your life.

However, while Zhao Yun respectfully invited the unknown old man to enter the camp, he sent someone to rush to inform Zhang Xiu.

After Zhang Xiu heard from Zhao Yun's people, he felt strange.

"Cao Cao got Xu You and was able to defeat Yuan Shao. Could this person be my Xu You?"

Although Zhang Xiu is so heartless, he can win easily. Why bother chewing bones in Jizhou City and breaking teeth?

Zhang Xiu thought for a while and called in a personal soldier who usually served him, changing his clothes, washing his face, and combing his hair. After he was cleaned up, Zhang Xiu came to the camp gate and stood to welcome the elder.

Dian Wei personally took a handful of [cover] to cover Zhang Xiu with wind and snow.

Zhao Yun sent someone to send the old man in an ox cart and walked slowly. After the ox cart approached, the strong man helped the old man down.

Zhang Xiu held the rituals of the younger generation in his hand and said politely: "Zhang Xiu has met the elders."

The old man without name smiled and looked at Zhang Xiu, then looked at Dian Wei, and said, "The Grand Sima Minggong respects the virtuous and the nobles, and Dian Jun is brave and diligent, and he is indeed well-deserved."

After saying that, the old man Wuming said, "The Unknown has met Ming Gong."

After a greeting, Zhang Xiu invited the old man Wuming into the tent. He ordered his personal soldiers to dress up the old man Wuming and asked him to sit down. He asked the personal soldiers to serve wine and food.

Old Man Wuming stopped Zhang Xiu and said, "Thank you, Grand Sima Minggong, for your kindness, I will leave later, and I don't need food or drink." At this point, Old Man Wuming smiled and said, "And I haven't drunk alcohol for thirty years."

When Zhang Xiu heard this, he immediately calmed down and bowed his hands and said politely: "What can you teach me if you are the elder?"

"I dare not teach Ming Gong." The old man Wuming's face also became a little serious, and then asked, "Da Shima. Now more than 100,000 troops of Grand Sima are attacking Jicheng, and both sides have 100,000 corpses. Will Grand Sima still attack Jicheng?"

It is an exaggeration to say that one hundred thousand deaths are often like this. In fact, 40,000 to 50,000 people were killed in battle between the two sides, but it was also quite terrible.

Zhang Xiu thought for a while and replied, "Even if you have a million corpses, you can do whatever you want."

"Oh. Grand Sima is really a stern heart, but it's a pity that these million lives are alive." The nameless old man sighed, and Dian Wei beside Zhang Xiu looked at the old man.

The old man Wuming felt very keen and looked at Dian Wei with a smile.

Dian Wei was a little embarrassed. He actually respected the elderly and loved the young, but just now he wanted to kill this old man.

"I don't agree with the elders' words. Since ancient times, those who have accomplished great things have no particularity. Bai Qi killed hundreds of thousands of Zhao soldiers in Changping. [Ren]? Qin destroyed the six kingdoms of Guandong and killed tens of millions. [Ren]? But if there was no Qin, how could there be the Han Dynasty? Where would there be the territory of China today?"

Zhang Xiu was extremely serious and shook his head and asked.

The old man Wuming was silent for a while, nodded after a long time, bowed and said, "Ming Gong said so much, I have received teachings."

"I dare to ask the Grand Sima Minggong. If I get Liangzhou, how to manage it?" Then the old man Wuming asked again.

"Set up the Qiang Hunting School Captain to manage the Qiang people, set up Qinzhou and Liangzhou to manage the people, set up the Western Regions to connect and maintain the Silk Road. Protect the Han people and suppress the Qiang people's rebellion. In the end, whether it is the Han people or the Qiang people, as long as they speak Luoyang Mandarin, I will treat them equally."

Zhang Xiu said seriously.

The old man Wuming smiled a little on his face and nodded and said, "If this could be done, it would be a blessing for the people of Liangzhou."

"I have a plan to defeat Ma Teng." The old man Wuming finally saw the dagger and bowed his hand and said.

"Please teach me, elders." Zhang Xiu was happy. After saying so much nonsense, you bad old man finally opened your mouth. It's not in vain that I act like this.

"Military arts: if the enemy is strong, they will be divided."

The old man in name pinched his white beard lightly and said with a smile.

Of course, Zhang Xiu knew this principle. If the enemy is too strong, he had to separate them and find a way to eat them one by one. But on the other hand, division of troops can also be used to divide troops.

The so-called "weapon has no constant momentum, water has no constant shape" means this.

But the problem is that Ma Teng is generous and determined at present. Han Sui knows that his lips are lost, Yang Fu is strategic, and Ma Chao is brave. These people commanded a 150,000 army and were in charge of Jicheng, so that they had the capital to compete with him.

Of course, Zhang Xiu thought about separating them, but he never had a good strategy.

Zhang Xiu knew that the old man Wuming's words were just an introduction, and there must be something to say. He looked serious and looked like he was humbly taught.

Sure enough, the old man Wuming said again: "Ma Teng and Han Sui are the old generals. At the beginning, they gathered forces to fight to the death at the city of Ji. Yang Fu has a strategy. If they belong to the same force, it would be difficult to separate them. But they are actually two countries."

Speaking of this, the old man Wuming raised his head and said sincerely to Zhang Xiu: "The emperor personally led the army to fight for a long time. There will be changes in the country."

"Now Han Sui led 50,000 troops south, and divided 20,000 troops to defend Xiawei. Grand Sima Minggong was so powerful that Liangzhou had long been in a state of turmoil. I recommend one person named Xiao Sheng, who is the descendant of Prime Minister Xiao. He is currently the commander of Han Sui, and this official position has no military power. However, this person has many relatives, friends, old friends, and clan power is very strong in Jincheng. Grand Sima Ke sent someone to contact him, and he didn't need him to do anything, he just needed to set fire in Jincheng to create chaos. When Jincheng is in chaos, the counties in Hexi will also be in chaos with the wind."

"If you lose your lips and teeth, Han Sui must first stabilize his territory and will inevitably return to Jincheng. Once Han Sui leaves, Ma Teng loses not only his troops, but also his support, and his morale. The Grand Sima leads his people to attack the city, and he will definitely defeat him."

Zhang Xiu's eyes were very bright, so there was no need to ask his advisers' opinions. Zhang Xiu knew that this method was feasible.

It is a routine operation to create chaos in the rear. They can also think of people who have not been executed. He had spies in Liangzhou, but the counties in Hexi were too far away and were separated by the counties in Longyou, so there were very few spies.

He didn't know the situation of Han Sui's civil and military affairs in Jincheng, and he didn't know who could use it or who could use it or who could make great use of it.

This unknown old man came to offer advice, but it was not a plan.

If there is such a person, you can mess up the water and fish in the water. You don’t have to be here and try to chew on the bones.
Chapter completed!