There is a particularly deterrent threat from Chinese netizens on the Internet in later generations. If you don’t use nuclear weapons, we promise not to use Yan Shuangying! When we took a break at work, Wang Hou also played a lot of intelligence dramas. We have to admit that most of these dramas are still considered magic dramas, but the concept of fighting intelligence wars is still deeply imprinted in Wang Hou’s mind.

This era is not without intelligence wars, just like China's first female spy Ai came from the Xia Dynasty, who helped Shaokang regain the throne! There are also Su Qin, who was sealed by the Six Kingdoms, and Zhang Yi, who was also in the form of a spy, but the spies in this era tend to be higher-level and influence the operation of the other party's decision-making level. It's not like the era in spy war movies that figure out the other party's operational identity from the bottom up, which is a blank area.

During the war, both sides used scouts to inquire about each other's situation.

Moreover, for Wang Hou, cultivating a few spies is of direct significance. I will spread the spies out with great fanfare. He can report to Cao Cao with justification. His spies discovered Wuchao where Yuan Shao hoarded military rations. Let’s burn his kitchen!

Although Wang Hougui has had a lot of ideas since time traveling through time, he is a crab, and is straight. He had to complete his job last night, assisting Cao Cao in tiny supplies and mobilizing the people in the rear camp to stay strong all night. But after the necessary work was completed this morning, he threw all Lu Ji out to face the scene. He couldn't help but come to the prisoner-of-war camp in Zhongmu County and brought back the coward yesterday.

Yesterday, this coward became much more miserable today. Both eyes were broken, their flesh and blood were confused, the wound had not even condensed, and the corners of their mouth were broken. The feet were swollen like pig's trotters. I guess they were beaten by many teammates when I went back yesterday.

Seeing him kneeling on the ground tremblingly, how miserable it was, Wang Hou's mouth curled up in a lewd manner.

Perfect Erwuzi!

"Do you want to live?"

Nonsense! If he didn't want to live too much, he would be too embarrassed yesterday! Could he be beaten like this by his teammates? He was so scared that he kept kowtowing on the ground, and his swollen eyes opened, and he begged for mercy in great horror.

"Master! Say life!"

"Come on! Move him a chair!"

"sit!"

Seeing Wang Hou smiling and gesture at him, the guy was so scared that he trembled, his head pressed heavily on the ground and said tremblingly.

"Little man..., how dare the villain..."

His brows frowned slightly, but Wang Hou's tone became heavier and he said gloomyly: "You want to live! Maybe you can't live, it depends not only on me, but also on yourself! If you can't even take out the courage to live, it will be useless to me, why should I care about your life or death?"

Wang Hou not only mentioned him, but also came from his heart. If it weren't for his strong desire to survive and fully demonstrated his ability to Cao Cao, how could he escape from the god of death twice? He also married Cao Cao's daughter and had his current high position! If the person in front of him didn't even have the courage to stand up, how could he still expect him to conduct a spy operation that requires high psychological quality?

Listening to Wang Hou's words, the man was stunned for three or four seconds, but in the end he was holding the ground, with one foot hanging in the air, and stood up with great difficulty. However, after all, one foot was broken and when he was about to sit on the chair, he almost fell down. Fortunately, one hand suddenly supported his arm and pushed him onto the chair.

"So..., thank you, sir!"

Seeing Wang Hou sitting opposite him with satisfaction, the man hurriedly clasped his fists weakly, but Wang Hou couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly when he saw this manner.

"Are you a gentry?"

From yesterday to now, this person has been lying on the ground. Until now, Wang Hou has seen some clues because his fists are clasped upwards and his four fingers meet. This is what an educated person uses, while ordinary farmers will only hold their fists together to salute.

Wang Hou couldn't help but frown slightly again because of the origin of the gentry. He had to admit that the Three Kingdoms were considered the world of the gentry family. If he was a gentry and was loyal to his family, it would be difficult to fight for him wholeheartedly under his command. If he chose him or not, he would have to think about it.

He didn't know that his head was also spinning on the tip of the knife. The man was weak and hugged his fists and replied: "Go back to Master, the scholars dare not be the one. The villain is from Xinye, Nanyang. The clan once had some hope in Xinye. However, the Yellow Turban thieves rose up and the family fell. The villain was incompetent and could only take his family to avoid disaster in the north. He was recruited by Duke Yuan again! Master, the villain has an old mother and a sick wife at home. The villain really can't die!"

The deprived gentry! It's not bad! It's smarter than ordinary civilians and has no family loyalty, so it can be won over! Hearing this, Wang Hou smiled again and waved to Zang Hong.

"Send someone to hire a doctor, for... By the way, what is your surname and name?"

"Liar Deng Qi, I dare not be a brother!"

"Send someone to invite a doctor to bandage Brother Deng Kai!"

After no regular meeting, Wang Hou still waved his hand and ordered, and then turned around and started his conversation treatment again, referred to as chemotherapy.

"Where is my current residence in Taiwan? What is the view of my family?"

"Go back to the master, the villain now lives in Zhaomeng Village, Beiling County, Jizhou. He has no land at home and makes a living by farming for the Tian family! Now there is only an old mother at home, a sick wife at home, and... and a three-year-old son! Master, if the villain dies here, they will starve to death!"

The sweat beads flowed like a stream on his forehead. He forced his swollen eyes to open. He begged pitifully again, but Wang Hou shook his head.

"I just said! If Brother Deng wants to survive, you don't need to ask me! You just need to ask yourself! It depends on how strong your desire to survive is!"

After all, it was a gentry clan. After being stunned, Deng Qi asked weakly with his fists.

"What does the master want the villain to do?"

"First of all, live!"

"I believe that your teammates were very dissatisfied with your performance yesterday! You are so kind to say that they all want your life and torture you. Now I can cure your injuries and give you food, but I have to let you go back to the prisoner-of-war camp! You have to find a way to survive by yourself! Three days later, I will see you alive before I can continue to talk about the next step!"

His face was full of heavy weight, and he lowered his head and thought for a few seconds. Deng Qi just held his fists heavily.

"The villain knows, thank you for your help!"

"That's good! Where is the doctor? Why don't you come?"

He nodded with satisfaction, but then Wang Hou shouted impatiently again. Zang Hong was helpless and bent down to whisper a few words in front of Wang Hou's ear. Wang Hou's old face suddenly became weird. He was embarrassed for a few seconds before he waved his slap helplessly.

"Come on, get hot water! Get strong wine! Get some silk... and get some linen!"

Wang Hou failed to show off, and even Wang Hou did not expect that doctors were so scarce in this era. There were only fifteen military doctors in the 35,000 army, and there were only more than 30 masters and apprentices Yu Ji who came to help. They were all busy in the prisoner-of-war camp and could not transfer any of them.

Wang Hou had to roll up his sleeves and go on the battle himself. The towel was scalded in boiling water. When Deng Qi was frightened, he wanted to come up and wipe the wound on his face. He was almost scared. The guy hurriedly reached out to take the towel and wiped the wound on his face tremblingly. The wound on his face was really severe. While wiping, he shivered violently and changed the water three times before he wiped the wound on his face, hands and legs.

"It may hurt a little in a while, but once your wound is infected and suppurated, you won't survive, so bear it!"

"The villain knows, thank you, Master..., ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Seeing Wang Hou holding the linen bandage that had been dipped in the wine jar, Deng Qi said gratefully, but before he could finish his words, Wang Hou's bandage that had two holes was already wrapped around his face. In a fierce scream, the man fainted with foam.

"Does it hurt that much?"

He blinked his eyes in surprise, but then Wang Hou waved his hand carelessly again: "Zang Hong! Don't just look at it, come and help. When he was dizzy, he would wrap all these wounds!"

After some trouble, when Deng Qi woke up again, he had almost become a half mummy, with half of his head left with holes in his eyes, his arms, legs, and body covered with layers of linen cloth. He did not dare to use silk, for fear that he would be too swaying, which would be detrimental to his survival. This person ordered him to bring noodles again. Seeing Deng Qi as if he was starving ghosts, filling the noodles in his stomach, Wang Hou shook his head a little annoyed.

"It would be great if there was cotton cloth at this time, but when Zhang Qian opened the Western Regions, wouldn't he bring the cotton back?"

People are iron and rice and steel. After treating the wounds, there is food in their stomachs. Deng Qi's spirit has obviously improved a lot. After dinner, he was taken back and bowed deeply to Wang Hou with respect.

"Mr. Deng Fengyu remembers his kindness! He will never forget it!"

"No need to do this. I am helping you, and I am helping myself, live well, come on!"

He looked at Wang Hou again with gratitude, and with the few black steamed buns given by Wang Hou, he was sent back to the prisoner-of-war camp with heavy steps.

"Old Zang, please call a few personal troops to watch at the prisoner-of-war camp. If Deng Qie has any needs, try to help him, but don't expose it!"

"Lord, is it necessary to be so careful with such a coward?"

Zang Hong looked down on Deng Qing very much. He said reluctantly, but Wang Hou smiled awkwardly.

"So your elder brother Zang Ba and Mr. Zang asked you to come and join me, just watch!"

He educated Zang Hong with great pride. Wang Hou shook his head and shook down the city gate like a big goose. But at the entrance of the gate, he encountered the wounded barracks who came to report the news, but was stopped by the message sent by the soldiers who were stopped there.

"Master, Mrs. Lu asks you to go back and take charge of the overall situation! Mrs. said she can't support it anymore!"

"Qi Ling!"

With a dazed expression, he slapped his thigh suddenly. Wang Hou shouted sadly: "Hey! Lao Zang, pull the wine immediately and return to the camp!"

"Lord, do you want wine?"

"Stop fucking nonsense, hurry!"

"I will obey the order!"

In the super market in Puyang this year, Wang Hou also exchanged a lot of rice wine and spirits from Shandong. Everyone loves this thing. Xiahou Yuan, who is responsible for the transportation of the rear, also opened a hole for him. If there is a jar of wine, he will transport it directly to the rear. Now in Zhongmu County, he has saved tens of thousands of jars of wine.

Several carriages hurriedly returned to the wounded camp not far from Jishui with heavy wine jars. At the gate of the camp, Lu Ji, who had been so anxious that she had been around, could no longer contain her nervousness, and her eyes were slightly red and she hurriedly greeted her.

But after all, it was a woman from this era. When she rushed to Wang Hou, she still suppressed her emotions, held her tears of tension, and greeted her heavily with her skirt.

"Master, I..."

But before he could finish his words, Wang Hou opened his arms and hugged her in his arms in front of everyone.

"Sorry, I'm late to come back!"

Suddenly, Lu Ji was stunned. This time, not only was her eyes slightly red, but her face turned red like an apple in an instant.

However, Wang Hou was still so careless and patted her on the back. Looking at Zang Hong and the others who were eating dog food there, Wang Hou let go of Lu Ji again and kicked him hard according to the guy's ass.

"What are you watching without a blind eye? Why don't you move the jar of wine to me quickly? Qiling, go and rest! All the rest will be left to your man!"

Seeing Wang Hou running towards the tent with his arms and tears, Lu Ji's tears finally came down, but after a second or two, she covered her mouth and laughed like a flower blooming. Now her heart was relieved, and she was holding her skirt, and following Wang Hou's pace in an interest, she ran over into the tent.

Jimo old wine opened in the tent, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly came out. On the tent bed, an arrow was shot on the thigh. The wounded soldier dug out the arrow. He looked at the wine he brought. He was excited and kept holding his fists and thanked him: "Thank you, the general, thank you..., ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wang Hou's shrill screams were heard and Wang Hou's skin was thrusting. Looking at the wounded soldier who was poured into wine to clean his wounds, the alcohol was so painful that he only foamed at the foaming body. Wang Hou pinched the beard on his chin in surprise.

"Does it hurt that much?"

Looking at him was like looking at a monster and demon. Yu Ji, the Great Dao, wiped the sweat from his forehead speechlessly. In the fear of another wounded soldier, he walked towards him with a wine bowl.

"Please beg the general to be kind, the young man will not drink, the young man will really..., ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The shrill screams echoed in the wounded barracks again.

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In the past few days, the situation on Guandu front gradually became tense again. After gathering the defeated soldiers, Yuan Shao had gradually walked out of the shadow of the defeat at the ferry. After gathering the defeated soldiers, there were still 90,000 people. He was the governor and advanced twenty miles forward again and confronted Cao's army again.

However, like the large-scale battle between the army and the Cao army that day, Yuan Shao did not dare to fight to the death. Every day, he could only bring some troops to Cao Cao's army to curse and seek battle.

At this time, Mr. Cao was not ashamed. He also lined up to fight every day. Behind him, Ling Minzhuang pushed out the well railings and oars left by Yuan Shao on the battlefield. Every time the rain of arrows fell, he could see Yuan Shao's expression of gritting his teeth and furious when he pushed the small cannon telescope to the well railing.

At the same time in the Houjun, Wang Hou also set two records in a day, helping thousands of people avoid alcohol. At the same time, although more than 3,000 wounded people died of heavy bleeding due to the medical level of this era, many of them died of heavy bleeding, but almost all the more than 2,000 wounded people who survived the bandage and heavy bleeding of wounds survived. With the guarantee of alcohol disinfection and boiled gauze, the chance of suppuration and infection in the wound was reduced from 60 or 70 percent or even 10 percent to 5 percent.

Cao Cao couldn't believe the news of the Dedao for a while, so he went to the rear military camp to investigate for a while. Then he sighed at the miracle and returned the army, and at the same time informed the entire army of the news. Once again, Cao's army, which had already had high morale, had a lot of morale again.

As for Wang Hou's spy plan, there was a good progress without anyone notifying him. Three days later, Deng Qing, who had a lot of wounds on his face and body, appeared in front of Wang Hou as promised.

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