Online game myth of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 32
In the big tent, the generals sat opposite each other, but they were relatively silent, and the atmosphere was a little dignified.

Guo Hao didn't say a word, he sat quietly in the corner and looked at the celebrities in the army tent.

The person on the side with a tiger-like temperament should be Sun Jian and Sun Wentai, the one on the other side is Cao Cao and Cao Mengde, the one with the longer arms should be Liu Bei and Liu Xuande, and there is also a noble and compelling person who starts with Zhu Jun. Should it be Yuan Shao?

After removing the four, there were also quite a few players in the account. Guo Hao was keenly aware that a player was in a relatively high position and could actually sit at the same table with Cao Cao and the others.

"Li Changsheng?" Guo Hao guessed secretly, except for this player who has been beating him in the merit ranking, he never imagined that other players would be able to do this.

Moreover, Li Changsheng was sitting cross-legged behind his back, unable to identify his identity, but his aura like a prison had already explained the problem.

"Ugh"

Finally, Zhu Jun broke the silence in the tent with a long sigh.

"The Yellow Turban rebels are getting more and more ferocious, do you have a plan?" Zhu Jun asked as usual, he knew it was futile, but the process still had to go.

Zhu Jun, who was just asking casually, found that Cao Cao opposite him had a different expression: "Meng De seems to have a plan?"

Cao Cao smiled reluctantly, "Sir, the weather and the place are favorable to people, we will occupy the land, and the Yellow Turban rebels will occupy the people. If we want to win, we have to turn to the weather and use the power of water and fire to complete our work in one battle."

Zhu Jun was originally looking forward to it, but after listening to Cao Cao's speech, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.

"Meng De, the weather is hard to come by, not to mention the amazing Yellow Turban sorcery..."

Cao Cao shook his head again and again, "Sir, that's not what Cao means! What Cao means is that if our army tries to attack with fire, the target is the enemy's granary! The Yellow Turbans are huge, if they can burn the grain and grass, they will be able to retreat."

Guo Hao shook his head when he heard it. What Cao Cao was talking about was the fire attack strategy in the battle of Changsha, but how could Shuai Qu on the Yellow Turban side leave such a loophole.

According to the news he found on the forum, the lush vegetation in Yuzhou has long been bald. Unless you set the fire to the grain and grass pile, you will not even think about it.

Before Guo Hao could stand up to object, Li Changsheng would stand up.

"My lord, Meng De's plan is not right. The Yellow Turban rebels have already bald Yuzhou, and there is no way to talk about the fire attack."

Zhu Jun was startled, and his face became even more sad. "Changsheng said that, although Meng De's strategy is good, the Yellow Turban rebels will not give him a chance."

For a time, the account fell into a dead silence again, even for many players.

There is no shortage of smart people in the world. The Yellow Turbans are almost completely prepared, and Zhang Jiao can accept the player's advice as much as possible, almost throwing a dozen streets away from the court.

Even if Guo Hao, Li Changsheng and others are qualified to make suggestions now, the general trend is in the Yellow Turbans, and they really can't compare with the Yellow Turbans in terms of their current strength.

There are capable people on the Yellow Turban side, and they gathered the elites of the Yellow Turbans from the thirteen states in Yuzhou and Jizhou.

Jizhou Lu Zhi and Dong Zhuo were basically locked to death, and Bingzhou was also locked away, and Jiaozhou, Yizhou and other places were also firmly locked. It can be said that the power of the Han Dynasty depends on them, the imperial army.

But the reality is very cruel, they can't beat the Yellow Turbans, and now there are four Yellow Turbans in the six imperial courts.

There is even a [-]% win rate brought about by Huangfusong's personal ability.

Moreover, Yanzhou between Jizhou and Yuzhou was filled with players by the yellow turbans, and it was an extravagant hope to join together.

Moreover, the purpose of the Yellow Turbans is very clear, that is, to surround and fight for reinforcements, and all the troops that went to the two states for support are basically out of ten.

It wasn't until Guo Hao was hunted down by the Yellow Turbans that he realized that the online strategy was simply a trap deliberately planted by the Yellow Turban players, and it was players like them who could participate in the battle.

The imperial army was unable to attack for a long time, and even the Yellow Turbans, who were originally afraid of the imperial court's anti-rebel army, gradually gained confidence. In their opinion, the imperial court was nothing more than that. Heaven is dead, and Huang Tian stands.

The court's chances of winning are getting smaller and smaller, and the arrogance of the Yellow Turbans is getting more and more arrogant, and such a battlefield has fallen into a vicious circle.

Guo Hao and the others were furious, but there was no good way to do it. They could only hold meetings day after day to discuss.

"Advance but not advance, retreat but not retreat, let's give it a go and fight the rebels to the death!" A thunderous voice sounded.

The speaker was Zhang Fei, who had a leopard's head and eyes. Originally, he thought he would be able to make a fortune when he was liberated from Youzhou.

"Third brother, don't be rude!" Liu Bei quickly grabbed Zhang Fei. Although they were sitting at the same table with the others, they were only white.

Guo Hao immediately stood up and spoke up. He was fed up with the endless harassment of the Yellow Turbans, and Zhang Fei's proposal was exactly what he wanted.

Zhang Fei’s words are not rude, the chances of winning the court are decreasing day by day, and there is no foreign aid to ask for. If they don’t fight now, are they waiting for death?
Zhang Fei and Guo Hao's request ignited the entire tent. Sun Jian, Li Changsheng and other generals and players invited to fight one after another. They were fed up with the powerlessness of sitting still and waiting to die. In contrast, they were more willing to break the boat and fight with the Yellow Turban.

The people present here are basically middle-aged and young people, and their blood is hard to cool. It is impossible to expect them to be as sophisticated as Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun.

Looking at the angry generals below, Huangfu Song and Zhu Jun looked at each other.

"Military heart is available."

How could old foxes like them sit still and wait to die? In addition to silent preparations, and to stimulate the morale of the army, what they want is the momentum of breaking the boat.

The general is the courage of the army. As long as the generals have the determination to break the boat and sink the boat, then the army will also have the momentum of breaking the boat and sinking the boat.

In order to win, the two of them basically bet all the resources they can use, and the outcome depends on the last battle.

Following Huangfu Song's decision, the entire imperial battalion began to operate like a war machine. Rows of war machines were placed at the forefront, cavalrymen were divided into two wings, and black figures rushed to the yellow turbans like a tide.

Guo Hao followed Liu Bei's troops and was sent by Huangfu Song to attack the Changshe. The Changshe was a county seat under the jurisdiction of Yingchuan County.

Liu Bei's troops had plenty of siege equipment, and it was not difficult to fight Changsha.

The one who guards the long club is Han Zhong, a general of the Yellow Turbans, not to mention the three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang, even Qu Yi and Xu Rong dumped him a few blocks away.

After discussing with Liu Bei, Guo Hao left the main force and planned to ambush and leave all the yellow turbans of the long club here.

If they can weaken the power of the Yellow Turbans by one point, they are weakened by one point. They are weak now, and they are not worthy of being compassionate.

Liu Bei was a clan member of the Han family, and even if Huangfu Song surrendered, he could not surrender.

Win or die, with such a simple multiple-choice question, anyone can choose right.

(End of this chapter)