"Cai Mao has been consecrated!"

"Cai's navy has been defeated!"

With the publicity of the good news, Liu Cong was in high spirits.

Everyone has ambitions, even Liu Cong is not lacking.

When Liu Cong climbed up the Xiangyang City Wall to inspect, behind him was a tall Jingzhou soldier holding a tall banner, embroidered with gold characters on a red background, shining with grace and splendor.

It has the same "Liu" written on it, but with such a golden brilliance, people can tell at a glance that the person under the banner is not an ordinary person, it is the Liu family, the lord of Jingxiang.

There were thirty soldiers beside Liu Cong. They all followed Liu Cong. Their backs were straight and their bodies were fully armored. They walked like karaoke and looked majestic. Jingzhou was rich, and in addition, They are Liu's personal soldiers. They are naturally well-chosen in terms of size and equipment. They also have an astonishing posture when marching.

When the ordinary soldiers on duty above and below the city wall saw Liu Cong and his entourage approaching, they naturally gave way and did not dare to come forward and talk to them.

Liu Cong was wearing a military uniform, with a hood on his head, and his lacquered armor was like a bright mirror, which made everything around him seem smaller and smaller, and he looked a bit heroic. Everyone he saw on the road was respectful, Liu Cong said. Cong couldn't help but feel proud, and he straightened his body by three points. If he waved to the soldiers and civilians along the way, he shouted "Thank you for your hard work..."

Of course, if Liu Cong really had this kind of consciousness, he would not be Liu Cong. Liu Cong just walked by with his head held high, looking arrogant.

Wenpin followed Liu Cong. Seeing Liu Cong's proud energy, which seemed to fly off his face and overflow from the pores on his body, he lowered his eyelids and remained silent.

Xiangyang City is big even if it is said to be big, and small even if it is said to be small.

Yesterday, Kuai paid a visit to Liu Biao and then parted unhappy.

Immediately, news of the fall of Jiangling spread like wildfire.

On behalf of Liu Biao, Liu Cong went to the city to inspect...

Then they spread some news that Cai Mao was defeated, but there was no chance of Cai Mao's head, even if there was a Dou Mao belonging to Cai Mao...

Does Wenpin still need to speculate about the meaning contained in this? For the past few days, the entire Jingzhou has been in a state of imminent storm. The Liu's Building is crumbling and is about to fall, but no one knows what will happen if it really falls. It won't hit the unfortunate guy on the head.

Wenpin followed Liu Cong, while Pang Ji was one step behind Wenpin.

Wenpin turned his head slightly and glanced at Pang Ji. His expression remained unchanged, but his eyes slightly moved towards Liu Cong.

Pang Ji saw Wenpin's eyes, but lowered his eyes, still keeping his hands on his sleeves, and followed step by step.

Wenpin frowned, took a step back, and then met Pang Ji's eyes again.

Pang Ji also frowned and shook his head slowly. Are you kidding? Fu Xun has already been arrested, how many more things can he do if he steps forward?

Wenpin looked at Liu Cong in front of him again. Seeing the contentment that could not be hidden in Liu Cong's expression, he sighed and ignored Pang Ji. He took a few steps forward and walked to Liu Cong's side, reluctantly Putting on a smile, he raised his hands and said, "Master, how about watching the soldiers? Are they worthy of being used?"

Liu Cong thought Wenpin was just being polite or asking for credit, so he chuckled and nodded reservedly.

Wenpin felt anxious, but was speechless for a moment.

Now the situation has changed drastically. With the fall of Jiangling, it can be said that half of Jingzhou has been lost. There are strong enemies outside and disputes internally. Wenpin can even think that if the soldiers from either side come to the city one day, it must be internal and external.

If fried, it will fall apart in no time!

But even in this situation, when Liu Cong arrived at the city, he still felt that he could defend it cautiously without any danger. It seemed that he only needed to hold on to Xiangyang. Even if other places fell for a while, they would be able to recover. There was no need to specialize at all.

care.

As for any harsh situation or tragic battle situation, it seems that they are far away for Liu Cong...

Walking on the city is like taking a leisurely stroll. If it is true that even if the Cai family is defeated, why do they need to boost the morale of the soldiers and talk about rewards? The result is that there is no such thing. Seeing that most of the circle has been walked down, it is really

Just treat it as digestion after cooking?

It's not that Liu Biao doesn't understand these things, the problem is that Liu Biao is indeed unwell. Sitting in the hall with a thick layer of powder on his back, he can see from a distance naturally.

People can see the flaw in his face. If such a boss walks around in a circle, he will definitely die!

Therefore, Liu Biao could only ask Liu Cong to act on his behalf, but he told Liu Cong that he must inspire the morale of the army. Do you understand? Liu Cong said that he understood.

Liu Biao thought Liu Cong understood. Or he knew that Liu Cong might not understand, but Liu Biao had no choice.

Liu Cong also thought he understood it. In his mind, walking around like this was to boost morale. As for something more detailed, why should he do it? If he did it, why would Wenpin and others do it?

Regarding Wenpin's questioning, Liu Cong just thought that Wenpin was asking for advice, so he smiled and said: "There is a strong city here, and sent out sentries to watch the incoming army, and prepare more rolling wood, stones, arrows and kerosene."

, If there are really arrogant people who dare to come, they will be defeated after being unable to attack for a long time. By then, they will go out of the city to pursue them, and they will definitely win a complete victory!"

"What the young master said... is really..." Wen Ping looked at Liu Cong intently, "Young Master thinks... you are really vulnerable to the enemy?"

When Liu Cong heard this, he frowned and looked at Wen Pin, "General Wen, what do you think?"

Wenpin shook off the corner of his clothes that Pang Ji was holding secretly behind him, and said in a low voice: "We don't care whether the invading enemy is vulnerable or not, the top priority is the city! Once it is unfavorable to refuse to fight, things will definitely change! Master, you should make plans early!"

Do you want to say that those people in Xiangyang City will coexist and die with Jingzhou or Xiangyang City? When the city is alive and people are there, when the city dies, people will die?

Haha, even if you beat him to death, you can't do it. If the momentum is not right, these people can just turn in the direction of the chrysanthemum. Why beat him to death? Who else would hang himself on a tree of the Liu family?

Regardless of the fact that Liu Biao and Liu Cong are just submissive in front of them now, if Liu Biao and Liu Cong can no longer hold on, these people will also immediately rush to fall at the feet of others!

Looking at Liu Cong's confused and dazed eyes, Wenpin just sighed in his heart.

This noble son of the Liu family is first-rate in appearance and etiquette. Even among all the nobles of the same age in Jingxiang, he stands out from the crowd. People can't help but pay attention to him, and he may even be dwarfed by him.

But if you put aside appearance and mannerisms...

You must know that in this world, there is not only overt robbery, but also covert humiliation!

But looking at Liu Cong now, he looks full of confidence. It's no wonder that he has never suffered setbacks and has always had smooth sailing since childhood. How could Liu Cong not be full of confidence in himself and the world?

However, a war cannot be won by self-confidence alone! What is required is repeated calculations, and even humiliation and humiliation, like walking on thin ice, subordinates are willing to die, colleagues are united, and decisiveness at critical moments is required!

And how could Liu Cong understand all of this?

Liu Cong asked doubtfully: "But the military resources are insufficient? Or is it the lack of equipment?"

Wenpin shook his head and just said in a low voice: "It's the military spirit... Young Master!" There is no intention to fight to the death in the city! There is no intention to sacrifice one's life for the Liu family! In this regard, even if Wenpin has the force,

, no matter how good the strategy is, it is impossible to do it on Liu's behalf...

Wenpin can fight against external enemies, but Liu can only do it himself against internal enemies!

Liu Cong frowned and slowly turned his head to look around again.

After Pang Ji was shaken off by Wenpin, he lowered his head and shrank aside without saying a word.

The soldiers at the top of the city lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Liu Cong.

Liu Cong looked around, and then approached Wenpin with some embarrassment, displaying the excellent quality of asking questions when you don't understand, "This...General Wen, what is this military spirit...?"

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Heluo. When the early morning light shone slightly, Le Jin crawled out from the hole on his hands and knees, and then sat down on the hillside far away. There were gradually noisy and quarrels around him.

When Dong Zhuo invaded Luoyang, most of the people who were originally in Sili were either moved to Chang'an or fled to other places. Therefore, many of the original villages in Heluo were abandoned or in disrepair.

Or it was beaten by wind, water, rain, or even burned by wildfires. Basically, apart from some ruins, only those weeds with strong vitality are left.

But in a dilapidated village, I don’t know when it started to gain more popularity.

Originally, all the habitable houses in the village were occupied by people under the broken eaves and broken walls. However, it is obvious that the dilapidated houses in a semi-collapsed state are actually more dangerous, because no one knows those trembling houses.

Will the soil wall collapse directly in the middle of the night, directly burying the refugees hiding under it to take shelter from the wind and rain, even without the need for straw mat coffins?

Therefore, Le Jin did not live in those villages, although in comparison, no matter how shabby the broken eaves and broken walls in the deserted villages were, they were more like houses than the underground den where he lived.

It is not enough to just dig a hole casually. The depth should not be too deep, nor too shallow. About three feet is just right, and the place must be chosen. It cannot be a place that is too loose or too damp. Use adobe bricks to build up the surrounding area.

A two-foot low wall, with a few rafters on top, a raft made of branches, and then covered with grass leaves and mud.

Even better, they would even dig out a kang in the ground and put it on hay or something...

But no matter what, the earthy smell was inevitable. Every night when he went to bed, Le Jin felt as if he had crawled into a grave and died. Only when he saw the light the next day could he come back to life.

But Diwozi has its advantages.

One is concealment.

As far as the eye can see, there are identical mud monkeys all around. Even if there are hussar scouts coming, most of them will just wander around the deserted village and basically don't pay much attention to the underground cave.

The other one is convenience.

After all, Le Jin and others are not refugees. Some things still have to be hidden, and most refugees choose to rest in deserted villages. There are too many people after all. After all, it is difficult to see. If someone is accidentally discovered, Le Jin and others will lose their ability to hide.

The meaning of whereabouts.

As the sun shone down, the deserted village seemed to be temporarily freed from death, and began to have some life. Some people took advantage of the dawn to explore and collect around to see if they could get ahead of others and get more ingredients.

But even so, more people were shaking numbly and in ragged clothes, like living corpses, mostly like one person.

Not long after, someone sat down in front of Le Jin, covering him up, and then secretly handed over a piece of cake.

Le Jin slowly lowered his head, held his head with one hand, and ate the pancake secretly. Looking from a distance, he seemed to be crying silently. There was no conflict with the surrounding situation, but

The slightly strong body under the shabby clothes is somewhat inconsistent.

The pancakes are very dry, but they are mixed with bacon in the middle. After eating one piece, you can mix it with some wild vegetable soup and take a few sips later, and you will not be hungry for most of the day...

Ever since he was teased by his subordinates, Le Jin had suffered the biggest shame in his life, and he wanted to wash it away. So this time, Le Jin took the initiative to volunteer, mixed with the refugees, and arrived near Heluo

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Although Jizhou and Yuzhou have now entered a stable period and are no longer fighting against each other, the late spring cold at the beginning of the year has also put people in many places into trouble, especially those families whose young people have been taken away from their families. When natural disasters strike,

When the time comes, I am even less able to resist...
To be continued...