The atmosphere in the big tent was a bit stagnant.

As Cao Cao finished speaking, Xi Zhicai frowned, as if thinking.

Next to them, Xun and Yu also bowed their heads and said nothing.

Seeing this situation, Cao Cao knew that he had made a mistake, and the current inquiry should not be placed on such an occasion.

After all, the Million Yellow Turbans are a serious problem for the entire Cao camp. How can they be solved so easily?

What's more, Yanzhou's available troops are less than 100,000.

One hundred thousand versus one million, even if the Soldier Immortal were alive, he would still have a headache. How can it be solved in two or three sentences?

The discussion just now had finally raised the confidence of Cao Ying's soldiers, but now it was pulled down again by his words.

Cao Cao regretted a little, but as the lord, since the problem has been thrown out, there is no reason to take it back.

He subconsciously looked at the other people in the tent, not to mention the counselors, but also the brothers in his own clan. Their expressions at this time were somewhat dull.

Hmm?

As Cao Cao's eyes wandered, he realized that everyone in the entire tent looked depressed, except for one person who seemed to be fine.

Is that Xiyu?

The drama at the moment was so exciting that I didn’t pay much attention to it.

In his opinion, millions of yellow scarves are nothing more than a disease of moss!

As long as they last until winter, Boss Cao will be able to conquer hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turbans in an instant.

With these hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban soldiers and horses, Boss Cao can secure his position in Yanzhou, and then the prelude to the struggle for hegemony in the Central Plains can begin.

Xi Yu is completely standing on the position of deciding the outcome, so naturally he doesn't care much about the current situation.

However, no one in the Cao camp knows what will happen next.

The million Yellow Turbans now are still the sharp sword hanging over the heads of Yanzhou.

We have to pay attention to it.

It is easy to win a few battles, and none of the people present are incompetent.

However, it is too difficult to defeat millions of Yellow Turbans.

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

Millions of Yellow Turbans, how to solve them?

One battle will determine the outcome. If such a thing can be easily solved, it will definitely be famous throughout the ages.

Xi Zhicai's face looked a little ugly, and big beads of sweat were almost falling from his forehead.

At this moment, Cao Cao's eyes were firmly fixed on Xi Yu.

"Fengyi, there is a good strategy!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the big tent, which had been somewhat stagnant, suddenly became solemn.

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

Xun Yu felt a little bad about himself.

What does my lord want to do?

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

Do you have to ask all the actor brothers?

Isn't this just putting two brothers on the stove to roast?

If there is no answer to today's matter, it will be too difficult for the actor brothers to make a good career in Cao Ying.

Cheng Yu beside him was also a little surprised.

My lord seems to have lost his mind today.

He began to sympathize with the drama brothers. He originally thought that Cao Cao greeted Xi Zhicai too solemnly today, and Cheng Yu was somewhat envious.

But, now he can no longer be envious.

This feeling of being roasted on a fire is too uncomfortable.

Xi Zhicai was also a little dazed.

What is going on with Cao Cao? If you ask this question again, everyone will be very embarrassed. How can you still ask it?

Besides, why don’t you ask your brothers?

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

If word of what happened today spreads out, even his two brothers will not be able to even come forward to ask for advice.

What kind of official job is this?

Xi Zhicai's face started to turn red. If it weren't for leaving the tent, he would have wanted to grab his brothers and leave Cao Ying directly.

This effort only takes a moment.

As everyone's thoughts were swirling, Xi Yu raised his head and found Cao Cao looking at him expectantly.

With a grown man staring at her like this, Xi Yu almost felt her scalp go numb.

If he hadn't known that he was in Cao's camp instead of Liu Bei's side, Xi Yu couldn't help but give up and leave.

Seeing everyone's eyes looking at her, Xi Yu imitated her brother and straightened his clothes.

After all, he planned to be a counselor.

Now that the boss is asking me questions, what else is there to say no to?

Crossing his hands, Xi Yu wished he had a fan in his hand.

He spoke softly.

"My lord, there is no need to worry about this matter. A million yellow scarves are just a disease caused by moss and are not worth worrying about."

As soon as he said these words, everyone in Cao Ying's eyes widened.

Millions of Yellow Turbans, Moss Disease?

It's not as light as you say.

The corner of Xun Yu's mouth twitched, how come you two brothers can pretend better than the other!

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

The generals from Cao's camp on the opposite side couldn't help but raise their heads and look at Xi Yu.

Cao Ren even began to think about what Xiyu would say later.

It won’t be like Lu Bu’s rumored one.

When you open your mouth, the princes outside the city are like nothing, right?

After all, in his opinion, this guy Xi Yu is a strong general.

He already thought about 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 will lead the troops to fight against those yellow scarves.

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

By then, there will be no chance for them to lead troops.

Cao Ren was a little anxious and looked at Cao Cao subconsciously.

At this time, after hearing Xi Yu's words, Cao Cao was somewhat in a daze.

Almost subconsciously, Cao Cao leaned forward and said, "I don't know, sir, what can you teach me?"

Xi Zhi, who was sitting next to him, was a little worried. Although his brother had a sharp mind in the past, a million Yellow Turbans was no small matter.

If there is no good answer now, the brothers will probably have to pack their bags and leave Cao Ying after leaving the tent.

Xi Yu looked at everyone and smiled softly.

"My lord, have you ever thought about why the Million Yellow Turbans left Qingzhou and came to Yanzhou despite their great power?"

Xi Yu asked, and as soon as he said this, everyone subconsciously looked at me and you.

The Yellow Turban went to Yanzhou?

Why?

Others are bandits. Isn’t it normal to run from Qingzhou to Yanzhou?

Today's Thirteen Prefectures of Han Dynasty, since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, there are no Yellow Turbans floating around in that place.

Although these Yellow Turbans have changed their names to some extent, such as Taishan Bandits, etc., in the end they are still Yellow Turbans.
Chapter completed!