A thunder sounded over the sky, and soon, the drizzled drizzle fell.

In the night, the lights were dim and shaking. Xu Rong sowed the wicks in the lamp post standing on the desk. The fire lighted up again, illuminating the bluestone carved chessboard on it. The figure of someone on the opposite side took a square cylindrical chess piece and fell down.

"Lavengyou scored a game, why not?" Xu Rong smiled at the falling chess piece, then threw his teeth and took a step. "Now, there must be a stumble in Zhang He's army opposite, but it's a pity that a soldier."

Since sending troops to raid Wuruan Pass, Xu Rong has been thinking about how to get rid of Qu Yi, the best military use in Jizhou. After all, that man almost completely destroyed Baima Yicong with the power of 800 people. Whether it is ambushed or the weapons are dominant, it has to admit from another aspect that this army and the main general should be faced with people. If he defeats the enemy from the battle formation, kills 3,000 enemies, and damages himself by himself, he understands the principle that the other party is also a very good military use. It is not in line with Xu Rong's interests that a stalemate is not in line with Xu Rong's interests. The death of the Xiliang army is one less, and he has to cherish it.

While Yuan Shao sent a fast cavalry to Wuruan Pass, the Zhen family actually sent people to inform him, which led to the scene of today's war. If we send dead soldiers to take advantage of the war and go to the camp first, we will find an opportunity to create chaos and let Qu Yi and Zhang He fight together, it is what we have been planning for more than half a month.

The leader is the opposite side, Li Ru, who was picking up chess pieces, threw it out, "Playing chess is like a battle, and the best place to use the chess piece. Sacrifice a trivial piece and replace the opponent with a general, it is a good deal. If the dead soldier has a young family at home, he will give him more comfort and be considered compensation."

When I said these words, my tone was calm and cold, as if I had no feelings in it.

The sound of rain outside was getting louder, and it was pounding on the roof. Xu Rong nodded with his head, and his eyes were still a little worried: "...what if the fight didn't start?"

"How come you can't fight..."

Li Ru raised his gaze and looked at Xu Rong opposite him. He scooped a spoonful of warm wine into the two of them with a smile. "Qu Yi is arrogant and has the evil of rebelling against the old master. Do you think Yuan Shao will not be disgusted? Otherwise, with this person's talent, he should have led an army alone. In fact, if I don't plot against him, I will die sooner or later... But when he was framed at this time, Qu Yi's personality will never give in, so... it's just a dead end."

"Listen to Gao Shun, this person is not inferior to him on the battlefield. It would be a pity to die like this..."

"Do you want to recruit him under the lord?" Li Ru took a sip of wine and fell down, and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, even if you go to the north, you will cause a lot of trouble. At that time, he will die the fastest. You are recommended by Xu Rong, and you will be implicated. Finally, the lord asked you to stand in front, so you should cherish the opportunity. Before, you were trying to guard Yanmen County, just to endure the eagle and put away the marks of the past. Fortunately, you can survive, otherwise..."

Xu Rong looked at the chessboard and finally understood the reason why he had to stay in Yanmen County for several years without using it. Of course, what was different from others in this regard was that he had always been calm and calm, and he was desperate to surrender Gongsun Zhi. He did not have any bad things to betray the old master. Now that he can return to the battlefield, he will not feel resentful.

After speaking for a while, he became silent. The door suddenly knocked on several occasions. The guards opened the door and the sound of rain dripping from the eaves came in. A general who was originally under Li Jue's command stood outside the door and bowed, "General, the sacrifice, the scouts heard news, and the sound of fighting came from Zhang He's camp."

"It seems Qu Yi must die."

Li Ru said softly, patted his cuffs and stood up, "By the time, Yuan Shao should be here. General Xu will be in the next battle. Ru would go back to Shanggu County to take charge. At that time, we should pay more attention to Yecheng and prepare to pick up Jian Shuo, Han Long and the others."

"Why are you hurrying?" Xu Rong stood up and gave him a look.

When he walked to the door, the scholar turned around and shook his head, looking at the rain curtain hanging on the eaves, "Liaodong is also fighting, I must go back to take charge of the center. If there is an accident, I... I'm sorry to the scholar Dongfang. Besides, the next thing has been basically arranged. Just show the troops and horses to block Yuan Shao and prevent him from going north to Youzhou to sneak attack Liaodong, and the matter will fall."

He paused and bowed to Xu Rong: "I'm asking for this matter."

When the people left, only the sound of rain was left falling outside the world.

...

The night gradually passed, Fan Yang.

The marching of 40,000 people was winding like a long dragon, with flags covering the sun. In the drizzle, a carriage swaying on the slanted road of the pit. Yuan Shao received the news that Qu Yi committed suicide and could not speak silently. When he heard the words the other party said before his death, after a moment, he threw the plain silk in his hand directly outside the carriage, and was still stepped on by the soldiers.

"It's your own fault..."

He closed his eyes and said, after a while, when a general came to inform the information along the way, Yuan Shao lifted the curtain and said, "Go to Gu'an, let Yan Liang and Han Rong lead the troops first, join forces with Zhang He to pull out the nail as soon as possible."

The voice is not high, but the eyes are stern, "Go to Liaodong again and find Gongsun Zhi to be unlucky!"

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Liaoxi County, Yangle.

The soldiers and cavalry figures from the camp outside the city were coming and going, which was the sense of urgency when the war was approaching. The banner with the words Gongsun was written on it roared in the camp's quarrel field. Among the busy and noisy camps, Gongsun Du was wearing armor and patrolling a group of confidant generals, and he also talked from time to time while walking.

"The troops stationed in Pinggang are Gongsun Zhi. It seems that this time he completely wants to defeat the Liaodong Xianbei and Wuhuan tribes in one fell swoop. Now the Tadun, Nanlou, Su Puyan, Wuyan and others over there should be anxious. Recently, several batches of envoys have been sent to me for peace... But at this critical moment, the others are useless."

The crowd walked past the school grounds. After Gongsun Du said this, the generals behind him were silent and could not answer. He took a deep breath and looked at the flag of his own, but felt quite annoying. He always felt that this place no longer belonged to him, but to another guy with a more surnamed Gongsun.

"Damn it, the same surname is also disgusting."

He cursed in a low voice, but his expression was solemn and quiet. In the past ten years, he has managed Liaodong, cruelly and cruelly rectified all the wealthy families lingering here, killed thousands of people, and divided the entire Liaodong into western Liao and central Liao, which facilitated more effective governance. He even defeated the invasion of Goguryeo repeatedly. He grasped the exercise of power firmly in his hands with prestige. Even if a white wolf stood above his head, he, Gongsun Du, was still the king of this land.

It was just a real title missing. Last month, Yang Yi brought back news and also brought more than 35,000 soldiers of Gongsun Zhi.

"If you want to be the king, you can! Help me lie down the Xianbei and Wuhuan, and I will promise you to be the king."

This was what Gongsun Zhi said on his way. In the next half month, Gongsun Du was anxious for a long time and finally accepted this fact. He frequently issued orders to mobilize the troops of various counties. As for the Xianbei and Wuhuan, most of the envoys sent by the Wuhuan were sent back, but the gifts they sent were collected and handed over to the soldiers in the army.

In the eyes of others, he is buying people's hearts, but he is indeed buying them, and more to consolidate the loyalty of his subordinates. Only Gongsun Du himself understands in his heart that the wolf that swept across most of the grassland has the same army and the brute force.

This time, 35,000 people were dispatched, of which 10,000 were elite cavalry... It was no longer a joke.

Looking at the flag with the word "Gongsun", he felt a little trembling. Then, he decided to take the dazzling flag, and then he made a big banner with the words "Liaodong" written on it and hung it again.
Chapter completed!