The military discussion ended soon. The King of Wei was full of confidence, and his subordinates were full of confidence. As for every military discussion in the past many years, when the King of Wei stood up again, the ministers respectfully bowed and left one after another.

Zhang He's light armor had not faded, and he made a slight metal collision sound when he walked. When he came, he didn't feel it, but at this time he felt it was a little abrupt.

So he took a small step and walked through the long corridor very carefully, so that the sound of armor was covered by the sound of the anger outside the world.

Walking out of the palace, he looked up at the sky. The night was dark and the rain instantly wet his face and flowed along his armor.

Zhang He felt a little cold and shivered.

When he stopped a little, Zhu Ling bypassed from the side.

Zhu Ling's entourage brought him a war horse, and Zhu Ling turned over and left.

Zhang He was stunned for a moment and quickly got on his horse to chase him.

"Wenbo, wait!" he whispered: "I have something to ask for advice!"

"It's raining heavily, let's go to the military camp first." Zhu Ling replied briefly.

The army is stationed outside the army, and the least hope is to catch heavy rain.

Ordinary people think that a rain in summer can dispel the heat and it is very comfortable after the rain. In fact, in the military camp, the trouble caused by rain is a hundred times more than a little more comfortable.

As soon as the heavy rain fell, the entire military camp was muddy, and there was no place to lie in the tent on the flat ground; the soldiers were inevitably sick when they were caught in the rain, and once they got sick, they would almost certainly spread everywhere; the rain would wet the stored firewood, grain, and then it would be difficult to make a fire to bake clothes to keep warm, and it would be difficult to make hot food to satisfy hunger.

The soldiers were both sick and hungry. After the rain, they packed up the military camp and raised the ground to clean up the accumulated water. They also had to add a lot of fatigue. The emotions of tens of thousands of people were easily affected by each other. Zhang He himself had been a veteran of decades, and when he thought of this, he felt a splitting headache.

What is terrible is that such a rainy season will last for several months, and the King of Wei also claimed that the rain will be more severe this year than in previous years.

Staying in such a rain, can the soldiers really fight?

Zhang He did not doubt the determination of the King of Wei, nor did he doubt the preparations made for this battle. He also knew that with the King of Wei's reputation and strict military governance, the soldiers would definitely sacrifice their lives and do their best.

But he also felt that it would be difficult for people who were in high places in the temple to understand the troubles of the soldiers at the bottom. If the King of Wei only commanded the war with wishful thinking, how could he ensure the development of the war? As he expected?

Zhang He, who was puzzled, followed Zhu Ling, took the token and rushed back to the military camp in the rain.

The road was slippery in the rain, and it was evening again. The soldiers near the vicinity lit pine torches again and again, and were extinguished by the rain again and again. Finally, they had to shout and remind their companions. Zhang He and Zhu Ling themselves were no exception.

After walking south for more than twenty miles, the two of them scattered at the head of the Qingshui Bridge, and Zhang He continued to go south.

The two troops were not stationed in the same place. Zhang He's troops were in Jingyang and Zhu Ling's troops were in Jiyang. These two counties were separated from the left and right sides of the Qingshui River, while Cao Xiu's headquarters was further south. It took several years to expand the military fortress Xinye.

Logically, Cao Xiu's camp was farther away, so he should have gone more urgently. But Zhang He and Zhu Ling did not see Cao Xiu along the way. It is very likely that he had not left the King of Wei at all. Cao's relatives were always closer to King of Wei.

Even if he had made preparations in advance, every time it rained, he would always find many negligent places. When he returned to the camp, Zhang He would inevitably be in a hurry. He was once anxious and ordered the Mintun Commander around Jingyang County to provide immediate human assistance. Many people ran around and worked busy all night in the heavy rain.

This was the first heavy rain, so it was already like this. Zhang He was even more depressed when he was once again appointed to defend Fucheng and Fuqiao, and had to persist in the shore of the Han River.

When the moon sets and the sun rises, the rain finally stopped.

Zhang He was covered in mud and exhausted. Standing at a high place, the camp was in good condition. He moved the camp and waterproof it should be. At this moment, many soldiers were lined up to share the hot soup they had just cooked.

He relaxed and felt particularly tired, so he quickly returned to the tent of the Central Army Commander and said to his entourage, "Don't disturb me to rest."

As soon as he fell down, his entourage came in to report: "The Later General asked for a visit."

"Zhu Wenbo?"

Last night, Duke Wei announced the combat plan. Although everyone was amazed, Zhang He felt a little uneasy, so he had something to say to Zhu Ling. It was just that the heavy rain last night and neither of them had time to talk. Now, Zhu Ling actually came in person?

Zhang He quickly stood up: "Please!"

The two of them sat down, and Zhang He waved his hand to retreat his unrelated subordinates and poured a cup of hot soup for Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling was ten years older than Zhang He. His status under Yuan Shao was higher than Zhang He, so Zhang He always respected Zhu Ling and vaguely regarded him as his brother.

When he was about to ask, Zhu Ling said, "Yunyi, I know what you want to ask."

"this……"

"I have a story that I want to tell you."

"But please say it."

Zhu Ling smiled: "At that time, under the command of Benchu ​​Gong, I led the soldiers of the third battalion in Changshan to fight against the bandits of the Black Mountain Zhang Yan, the fourth battalion Tuge, and Yanmen Wuhuan. At that time, the Heishan army was strong and hundreds of walls were stationed, and we fought very hard. The soldiers had previously switched to Cangyan Valley and other places in Luchen Mountain, and became increasingly tired of teachers and veterans."

Zhang He nodded: "At that time, I besieged Zang Hong in Dongjun, and I also heard that fighting with the Heishan Army was difficult."

"Once our army took turns to attack the camp guarded by the bandit Li Damu. The camp was very dangerous. The bandits were arrows like rain above. Four groups of soldiers attacked them and were forced to retreat halfway. Yuan Gong then sent 300 iron armors and informed the soldiers that these armors were all high-quality in the Jizhou arsenal. The soldiers wore this armor, and they could not be injured by swords and swords, and if they did not enter, they would definitely defeat the enemy. So I granted these armors to the warriors in the camp and launched a fierce attack. The soldiers received the help of the precious armor, and even if they faced the arrows, they would not avoid it. So they made a concerted effort and broke into the camp. At this time, Yuan Gong sent another elite troops to raid the back camp and killed Le Li Damu in one fell swoop."

Speaking of this, Zhu Ling took a sip of hot soup: "I checked the damage after the war... Can you tell me what I found?"

Zhang He shook his head.

"I found that those armors were stored in the arsenal for a long time. Although they looked bright and had great rust inside, they could hardly defend against arrows. Many of the warriors in my command, who were killed and injured by arrows, were buried along the way. However, it was precisely because the soldiers believed in the role of iron armor and fought bravely that they attracted the attention of the defenders and created opportunities for the surprise attacks in the rear."

Zhu Ling looked at Zhang He: "Yunyi, you and I are both old generals. I have seen this situation, and you must have seen it."

Zhang He said in a deep voice: "That's right."

"So, many times, whether the war can go smoothly does not matter to the enemy, but to ourselves. The soldiers below believe that we can win, and the generals above can have a way to win." Zhu Ling concluded.

After a while, Zhang He slowly said, "What do you mean is that what the King of Wei said is just to make us feel at ease? Let the soldiers below feel at ease? Does the King of Wei have other arrangements?"

He got up and walked back and forth in the tent twice: "We are the soldiers who were wearing decay armor to die?"

"You are the right general, and I am the second general. Now it is the time when the King of Wei uses people, how can we die? But there must be someone fighting hard and fighting fiercely." Zhu Ling said calmly: "Our responsibility is to push the King of Wei's arrangements forward with great fanfare. Only in this way can we delay them when the Jingzhou army comes, and then make the losses of the soldiers more valuable... No matter how big the losses, the King of Wei can afford them, and he is determined to win!"

Zhang He suddenly stopped.

"Wenbo, what exactly do you know?"

He stared at Zhu Ling and asked in a deep voice: "You have been idle in Yecheng for longer than me. You are by the King of Wei, and no one can inform you. However, this time when I went to Nanyang, I feel that you are confident all the time, which is very different from the past?"

Speaking of this, Zhang He became more and more suspicious: "Wenbo, if you know anything, can you..."

Zhu Ling smiled bitterly and stood up: "Yunyi thought, do I seem to be the one I am the one I am the one I am the one I am confidant by the King of Wei?"

When Cao Gong first entered Yanzhou, he relied on the power of the Yuan clan behind him. However, Yuan Benchu ​​had a bad development in Jizhou and was attacked by Gongsun Zan and the Heishan army on both sides of the east and west. So when Cao Gong controlled Yanzhou and was about to develop outside, Yuan Shao sent generals including Zhu Ling and led more than 10,000 people to the south. In order to assist in the war, it was actually a sign that Yuan clan controlled Cao Gong's expansion.

This move made Cao Gong deeply afraid. Later, Zhu Ling saw that Cao Gong had a stable foothold in the Central Plains and decisively abandoned Yuan and surrendered to Cao, but Cao Gong always felt that Zhu Ling had a vague connection with Yuan, and was not a pure minister. Later, Zhu Ling was captured by Yu Jin, which was caused by Cao Gong's resentment.

When Zhu Ling asked this, Zhang He shook his head.

But he immediately frowned again: "However..."

He wanted to ask again, Zhu Ling said: "Yesterday, Cao Gong said that Yicheng, Zhengxian and the three parts of the county will be given up one after another after the field battle to attract the Jingzhou army to go north. You can tell that who is responsible for fighting against the Jingzhou army's vanguard in these three counties?"

"Who is it?" Zhang He asked.

Zhu Ling pointed at himself.
Chapter completed!