Mukou, Liu Jun's camp.
In the Chinese military tent, Liu Bei was pacing back and forth, with a little anxiety on his gray face.
"Report, General Guan is back."
Suddenly, the shouts of the soldiers sounded outside the tent.
Liu Bei was in good spirits, immediately sat back in the main seat, regained his calm and calm bearing, and ordered Guan Yu to enter the account.
After a while, Guan Yu silently walked into the tent, without the excitement of victory, only a heavy face.
Seeing this expression, Liu Bei chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Yun Chang, where is Sun Qianren, the head of the pottery merchant?"
"Alas" Guan Yu sighed and said silently: "The traitor of the pottery merchant seems to have been on guard for a long time, and secretly laid down a cavalry in Cangting, and attacked the foolish brother with Mi Zhu, the foolish brother was invincible in battle, so he could only retreat, but Sun Gongyou failed to withdraw in time, and most of them were killed by the pottery thief. ” Guan Yu chose to lie.
In fact, he had already speculated that Sun Qian was used by the potters to lure them into the plan to kill people with a knife, not only failed to kill the potters, but also killed Mi Fang by mistake, and formed a blood feud with the Mi family, pushing the Mi family to the potter's side.
Guan Yu knew it, but his arrogant self-esteem did not allow him to tell the truth, he couldn't afford the loss of his dignity, and he couldn't afford his brother's complaints and disappointment.
Liu Bei was also silent, sitting there dryly, his expression changing.
Regret, hatred, anger, anxiety At this moment, his mood was like knocking over a five-flavor bottle, and he couldn't tell what it tasted like, but the deepest feeling was helplessness and hopelessness.
Failing to kill the potter in one fell swoop, the Mi family's rebellion became a fact, and soon he would face the cruelty of cutting off food and grass and disintegrating the army's morale.
"Potter, Potter" Liu Bei, who was helpless, could only sit there, secretly clenching his fists, gritting his teeth, and hating the name of the potter over and over again.
A day later, several soldiers who were released by the pottery merchants in the first battle of Cangting fled back to the camp with Sun Gan's head and the news of the Mi family's pottery.
Paper can't hold the fire, and the news of the Mi family's mutiny has long been circulated in the army, and this time it has finally been confirmed.
This shocking news spread throughout the battalion within a day, and the three armies were shaken, and the 20,000 Liu troops soon fell into a state of panic.
Immediately afterwards, the food and grass were completely cut off, and the morale of the army became even more confused, and soon there were signs of the sergeant fleeing.
In order to fill the stomachs of the soldiers, Liu Bei had to abandon his benevolent and righteous life, and sent soldiers to the countryside to plunder food from the people, and even did not hesitate to kill precious war horses to satisfy hunger.
However, everything Liu Bei did was a drop in the bucket, and the little grain and grass he barely grabbed was not enough to meet the needs of 20,000 mouths.
In the next few days, the flight of soldiers intensified, and in just a few days, three or four thousand soldiers fled.
These sergeants were originally soldiers from Xuzhou, loyal to Liu Bei and loyal to the pottery merchants, essentially no different, but now their stomachs are almost full, and it is reasonable to defect.
The army's heart was shaken, the grain and grass ran out, the soldiers fled, and Liu Bei's army was on the verge of collapse.
In this regard, Liu Bei was helpless, so he could only hold on.
The potter planned to leave Liu Bei no longer with the opportunity to endure hardship.
The Tao army camp, the Chinese army's big tent.
In the evening, the potters summoned the congregation to discuss the meeting in the big tent.
Lian Po, Fan Xu, Zang Ba, as well as his wife Hua Mulan, and the strategist Chen Ping, gathered in the big tent.
The generals' blood was secretly surging, and they felt that the arrival of a full-scale counterattack was coming, and the special Zang Ba was even more eager to kill Liu Bei immediately.
In the big tent, there is a surging battle spirit of hunting like fire.
Tao Shanghuan glanced at the generals, held the sword in his hand, and said sharply: "We spent more than a month with Liu Bei, and now all kinds of intelligence show that Liu Beijun has reached the verge of collapse, and now it is time to put the last straw on Liu Bei's camel." ” The emotions of the generals were immediately mobilized, looking at each other, and their eyes burst out with excited fighting intent.
"Lord, give the order to attack, I must have slaughtered Liu Bei, a hypocrite, with my own hands" The vengeful Zang Ba shouted angrily.
The potter nodded slightly, and looked at Chen Ping, who was licking the wine gourd, "Drunkard Chen, I've drunk the wine too, it's time to do something serious." ” Chen Ping retracted his soul from the wine, stood up staggeringly, and said with a smile: "Everyone knows that Mi Zhu took refuge in us and cut off Liu Bei's grain and grass, and now there is a shortage of grain and grass in his army, and now the enemy army is already panicking, and the morale has fallen to the bottom, so the lord will launch a full-line attack on the enemy camp in the early hours of tomorrow morning and break Liu Bei's army in one fell swoop."
The generals' blood immediately surged, and their eyes were burning with fighting intent.
Subsequently, Chen Ping distributed the pre-agreed combat missions to the generals under the instruction of the potters.
The potters will ride with 6,000 pace, divided into three routes, and launch a comprehensive assault on Liu Bei's camp.
Although his strength is still inferior to Liu Bei's nearly 10,000 soldiers and horses, the morale of our army is strong, but the morale of Liu's army has collapsed, and the decisive factor in tomorrow's battle will no longer be the number of soldiers, but the level of morale.
After the task was assigned, the pottery merchant looked around at the generals again, and said proudly: "Everyone, whether we can defeat Liu Bei tomorrow will directly determine the result of our rebellion against Liu.
"Kill him" "Revenge" The generals were impassioned and shouted excitedly, and the big tent was filled with fiery fighting spirit.
Seeing that the generals were high-spirited, the potters were relieved, so they ordered the generals to disperse and prepare for war as soon as possible.
Mrs.
Hua Mulan went to inspect the pro-army, and the potter was alone in the tent, re-examining the battle plan that would be carried out in the early morning.
Before I knew it, it was the dead of night.
The three armies were well fed, slept with the armor, and the whole camp was quiet.
The potter stood in his tent with his hands in his hands, staring at the map hanging on the screen, and constantly sketching out the strategic blueprint in his mind.
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All the tactics had been arranged, but the potter still had to reconfirm his strategy before he set off After all, the stakes are so high that we can only win, not lose.
The sound of small footsteps sounded behind him, and the potter did not look back, and smelled a faint fragrance in his nose.
"Madam, have you finished training your own soldiers so quickly?"
The potter smiled without looking back.
"It's me, Mer."
As he spoke, Gamme walked behind him and draped a cloak over the potter's back.
The potter's body shook slightly, and when he turned around, Gan Mei was already standing in front of him, his childish face flashed with care, and the pair of giant peaks were only a stone's throw away from him.
"The weather is getting colder and colder, and tomorrow morning the son will go to the battlefield, so don't suffer from the cold."
Gan Mei smiled faintly and raised her jade arm to tighten the cloak for him.
Ganmei under the candlelight, with a childish face, but dressed in a mature woman's pale yellow undergarment, a copper hairpin is inserted between the coiled black hair, and the proud giant peak rises and falls slightly under the neck of the incense, and the whole body exudes heart-warming beauty.
At present, the faint fragrance enters the nose, and the potter's heart can't help but move.
In a moment of distraction, his gaze fell on Ganmei's face, lingering between her fragrant neck and her proud peak.
Gan Mei noticed that the potter's eyes were different, her delicate face was slightly red, her lips were deeply sunk into small dimples, and she said in a low and shy voice: "What do you look at Gongzi, it makes people embarrassed." ” When she smiled like this, there was a kind of beauty that made people's hearts palpitate, and the potter's heart was pounding, and he gently held her hand.
"Childe" Gan Mei called him in a low voice, trying to pull his hand away, but was held tightly by the potter.
Her breathing soon became constricted, the towering peaks rose and fell due to the intensification of her breathing, and between her low eyebrows and shallow shyness, her watery eyes flickered with tension and seemed to throb a little.
"The Di system scanned the object Gan Mei to produce love, the host gained 8 benevolence points, and now benevolence points 16."
The prompt sound of the system elf sounded in his head, in fact, without the system, the sharp eyes of the potter could also see the change in Ganmei's mind, knowing that this strange woman with a childish face was in love with herself at the moment.
"Ahem" At this moment, there was a displeased coughing sound at the door of the tent.
Ganmei's body was shocked, and she looked sideways in a hurry, but saw that Mulan was already standing at the door of the tent, looking at the picture of her being touched by the potter.
"Madame" Gan Mei hurriedly withdrew his hand, instinctively distanced himself from the potter, and a little embarrassment suddenly appeared on his crimson face. isjgy: