Huangfusong has lived for a long time. In his life, he has experienced greatness, glory, troughs, and depression. In short, he has reached the second half of his life and has basically experienced everything.
Half of his body has been buried in the earth. He has become relatively free and easy about fame and wealth. Now the only thing that he can't let go of is his face.
Everything else is easy to talk about. Don't throw away whatever the old face says, and take everything into the coffin.
Seeing Huangfu Song's stubborn look, the pottery merchant knew that the words on the banner had to be changed.
It's a pity that I tried my best to add these lofty names to Huangfu Song.
According to the pottery merchant's character, this was actually considered merciful. At first, he even wanted to embroider Huangfu Song with the title "Monkey King" to lure him out.
His hope was in vain, and Tao Shang felt very sorry. He waved his hand to signal the soldiers holding the flag to get down, then sighed and said: "Teacher, my disciple analyzed that the Baibo Army is very likely to come to rob the camp in the next few days."
Huangfusong was not surprised at all, but seemed rather pleased.
"Yes, I have taught you so much during this period of time. You can expect that the Baibo Army will come to rob the stronghold in the near future. It shows that you have really put your mind and work hard on weekdays."
The potter smiled softly and said: "Teacher, in addition to making this big flag today, I also ordered someone to make a pair of armor for you. I really have something to ask for, and I hope the teacher can agree."
Huangfu Song snorted and said, "You have a lot of weird ideas, what? Are you planning to wait for the Baibo Army to rob the stronghold, and ask me to show up and complete another part of your plan for you?"
"Teacher Bingxue is smart, but the disciples are far behind."
Huangfu Song touched his beard, sighed, and said with emotion: "What hope is there in recruiting a disciple like this?"
This sentence is very meaningful. It can be understood as "If I accept you, what hope do I have in life?" It can also be understood as "If I accept you, what hope do I have in life?"
It was actually a pun, and I don't know whether it meant praising the pottery merchant or subtly denouncing him.
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Late at night, 50,000 elite White Wave Army soldiers led by Yellow Turban Canal Commander Guo Da, deputy commanders Han Xian, Li Le, Hu Cai and others quietly set out from the right diagonal valley entrance and rushed to the location of the Xuzhou Military Camp, quietly groping.
In the past, Yang Feng was ordered to guard Baibo Valley.
Although there are many exits to Baibo Valley, the entrance to the right slanting valley from Pau City is in a very secret place in the right forest of Baibo Valley. Ordinary people don't know about it, and there is no trace of this valley entrance at all.
The Xuzhou Army, Bao Xin Army, and Wang Kuang's Hanoi Army were divided into three corners. They would set up camps along the rivers and valley forks from the east, west, and south directions, guarding the Baibo Valley in the middle. In terms of the layout of the troops, there was a faint
There is a tendency of encirclement.
Looking at the quiet Xuzhou military camp in the distance, Guo Da couldn't help but stick out his tongue and licked his lips excitedly.
In his opinion, the 10,000 soldiers and horses in the Xuzhou camp have entered the dream at this moment, and they are his meat on the plate and food on the cauldron!
Since we are stealing camp today, we must kill all the Xuzhou troops without leaving any one behind!
In this world, human life is like a piece of grass. In the eyes of thieves like Guo Da, killing one person is evil and killing ten thousand people is a hero for his own benefit! He comes from a rough background. If he wants to survive in this troubled world, he must be feared by others.
, he must become a tycoon! And the first principle of becoming a tycoon is to kill people! He must step forward step by step on the tired bones, and reach the top of the bloody world.
Guo Da's ideals are very lofty. He is not willing to be just an ordinary bandit leader. His dream is probably to be the "bandit king".
"Lao San, you lead a group of troops around to the south of the camp and wait for me to raise fire in the front camp. After a while, two groups will attack and attack the Xuzhou military camp. Come and join forces with him inside and outside!"
"promise!"
"Lao Wu, you lead a group of troops and quietly ambush near the Xuzhou camp as a secret sentinel. If you see Bao Xin or Wang Kuang and others sending troops to respond, immediately block the attack and notify me with a coded signal!"
"promise!"
Guo Da ordered the tactics in an orderly manner, and Han Xian and Hu took the orders and left respectively.
After the two men led the troops and left, Guo Da slowly turned his head and stared at the Xuzhou camp not far away like a jackal for a long time before he sneered and said to Li Le beside him.
"Let's go, Fourth Brother! Follow me into that camp, and let the heads of the Han soldiers hang high on the towers and gates of our Zibo City tomorrow and during the day! Let the people of the world not dare to take it easy again.
Come and touch the brows of our Baibo Army!"
Li Le licked his lips and replied with a sneer: "Let's go, boss! Let the brothers kill each other happily!"
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The pottery merchant sat in his handsome tent, looking at the "Three Strategies of Huangshi Gong" personally annotated by Huangfu Song. The lamp was like a bean, which could only vaguely illuminate the slips.
Vaguely, the sound of killing could be heard faintly in the distance from the handsome tent.
The sounds of horses, chaotic shouts, the sound of armors clashing with each other, shouts of curses, cheers, and desperate fights were all intertwined with each other... This was the chaotic rhythm that night battles would inevitably cause.
The pottery merchant put down the slip in his hand and slowly stood up from his bed. Mi Fang happened to lift the curtain and walked in.
"Finally come to rob the camp?" the pottery merchant said with a smile.
Mi Fang rubbed her hands together and said happily: "They're finally here. It's no wonder we set up such a big battle to wait for them! If the Baibo Army didn't come, wouldn't it have been a waste of time for the soldiers to dig holes and cloth ropes in the camp?
Hard?"
The potter nodded in agreement. Just as he was about to step out of the handsome tent, he seemed to think of something again. He slowly retracted his outstretched leg, sat down again, picked up the slip in his hand, and read the slip carefully.
content on.
When Mi Fang saw the potter's attitude, she couldn't help but feel strange and inquired: "Master, you have been in the camp for several hours during the day, isn't it just to close the nets for fishing tonight? Why did you come to this time, but instead...
Why don't you hide here and not go out? Don't worry, I will send elites to protect you, and nothing will happen to you!"
The pottery merchant continued to look through the slips in his hand and said: "Tonight's battle situation, I want to give the teacher a chance to show off his performance. The great Han military god is meeting the remnants of the Yellow Turbans on the battlefield... As a land man, I cannot
In the past, I got involved and made the old man happy... He must have not been on the battlefield for two or three years."
Mi Fang was deeply moved by the pottery merchant's humility... However, Mi Fang felt that the word "Xianxianyan" became more and more awkward the more she heard it.
"My lord, after all, you are the one who designed this series of ideas. You have been busy working on these things these days. Now that it's time to become famous, you have asked others to do it. I will really feel for you in the end."
Unfair.”
The potter shrugged casually and said: "It doesn't matter. What should belong to me must belong to me sooner or later... As for reputation, you can't do without it, but you can't ask for too much. If you don't want it, you are a fool. Asking for too much is too much.
It's a burden... I have to be careful about this. Brother Mi, don't delay me here. You can go to the front line to help the teacher. Today is not only Mr. Huangfu, but Brother Mi, if you don't take the opportunity to show your face,
Isn’t it a pity?”
Seeing that the pottery merchant had made up his mind, Mi Fang couldn't help but sigh secretly in her heart.
On the surface, he looks like a modest and gentle gentleman, but on the inside, he is cunning, deceitful, and extraordinarily wild... But when it comes to closing the net, he gives up the opportunity to become famous and fulfills Huangfu Song... Which one is his true face?
Mi Fang couldn't figure it out, so she didn't think much about it, turned around and left.
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At this moment, the Xuzhou Army and the Baibo Army had already fought in the camp.
Regarding the sneak attack by the Baibo Army, the Xuzhou Army, under the command of Tao Shang, had made sufficient arrangements in the camp during the day.
The trap and tripping rope came into play immediately before the Bai Bo army rushed into the camp gate!
It's not that these dangerous situations will have much damage to the Baibo Army, but what's important is that because Xuzhou's camps are built near mountains and rivers, and the entrances and exits specially built under the arrangement of the pottery merchants are relatively narrow, so tripping Masuo and
The function of the pit is to create an obstacle for most of the Baibo Army's soldiers and horses to rush into the camp before they enter the camp, blocking their attack, making it impossible to get close and retreating, and the battlefield is lined up at the camp gate.
This is a relatively narrow place.
As a result, the main location for the battle between the two armies became the Xuzhou Army's camp gate and the extended fence, and the focus of both sides was almost entirely concentrated on this place.