Three Kingdoms: I rely on system loopholes to survive

Chapter 22
Seeing that the defeat was unstoppable, Fan Chou ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops and retreat to the camp outside the city.

At this time, there were less than 500 of the two thousand Chang'an defenders who left the city to fight.

Dried blood clots smeared on their faces, forming a thick shell, and their hair was matted and messy, embedded in the deep bone wounds, and smoothed by plaster.

"Lord Shaofu, have we won?" They supported each other, exhausted, they could hardly stand, even their voices were trembling.

"Victory." Zhong Ping got off his horse and stuck the bloody banner in his left hand at the gate of the city. He straightened his back and walked up to the wounded soldiers step by step, smiling: "Daddy!" win."

The soldiers were silent for a moment.

"Win! Win!"

The guards above the city wall and outside the city gate burst into bursts of cheers as if they were relieved.

Sikong Mansion

When Zhang Xi heard the news of the big victory at the front line, the gambling chips placed on the side of the chessboard for counting were in the wrong position.He looked at the pieces entering the center of the board, and his shriveled fingers tightened invisible to the naked eye.

"I lost this round."

"Nearly win."

The corner of Wang Yun's mouth under the beard twitched, which seemed to be a half-smile.

Zhang Xi picked up the scattered copper wire bo chips, wiped them carefully, and placed them next to the bo chips again.

"This fish, the old man took it." Wang Yun picked up the whitebait, which was regarded as a prize, and deliberately stayed in front of Zhang Xi's eyes for a while, before slowly putting it into his sleeves.

Zhang Xi rearranged the chess pieces according to the positions of Xiao, Lu, Pheasant, Du, and Er Sai, and stretched out his hand in a "please" gesture.

"Situ Ke intends to play another game with Xi?"

The deep sunken eyes on Wang Yun's old face shone faintly.

"Sibai, Nine Fourth: 'Or leap into the abyss, no blame.'"

Wang Yun threw the chopsticks with four whites facing up, and the dark green owl chess fell steadily on the board.

With four whites in the throw, Xiaoqi can jump out of the water and return to the normal way of playing chess.

Corresponding to the fourth line of the Qian hexagram: Nine four: or jump in the abyss, no blame.

Up and down are impermanent, not evil.There is no constant advance and retreat, and it is not an outlier.A gentleman pursues morality and cultivates careers, and he wants to do it in time, so there is no blame.

Judging from the hexagrams of this hexagram, September [-]th began to enter the upper hexagram, which belongs to the Yang Yao in the soft position, out of position, and thus appears not stable enough.

Those who get this hexagram should have a basis for advancing and retreating.

"The old man thinks that this game of chess is enough to play here."

Wang Yun stood up, grabbed another whitebait on the table, pushed it towards Zhang Xi, and said meaningfully: "Why do you need to strive for improvement? Look at this game, how much will the strong one win or lose?"

Zhang Xi took the whitebait that Wang Yun pushed over, his eyes dim.

above the city walls
Zhong Ping squatted on the ground, holding a damp cloth in his left hand and meticulously wiped the faces of those dead soldiers clean.

He arranged the clothes for each corpse, then sat aside and wrote the names of these dead soldiers crookedly.

He couldn't remember everyone's names, so every time he wiped his face clean, he had to turn around and ask the people who knew him in the city about the name, age and place of origin of the dead.

Zhongping did it very seriously.

He couldn't give these dead soldiers the commemoration and glory they deserved, but he thought, at least he had to give them a home.

"If there are relatives in the city, hand over the corpse and pension to the family; if there are no relatives but fellow countrymen, report to me first, and then hand over the corpse pension after understanding; if there are no relatives and no fellow countrymen, the corpse He was buried under the banner at the gate of the city, and the pension was scattered with his fellow robes."

Zhong Ping instructed in a low voice, and he tied the linen cloth with names, ages and hometowns on the waists of the corresponding corpses one by one.

The moment he stood up, his eyes were blackened, his legs were so weak that he almost fell down.

After all, the force value of 30 is still too low. He chased Zhang Ji across the battlefield several times, and his body was almost knocked apart.

Although his character exploded and he was not seriously injured in the shadow of swords and swords, he did not have the buff of "ten thousand swords are invulnerable" after all, and it was simply unrealistic to retreat completely on the battlefield.

The right hand behind Zhongping's back twitched slightly, and there was still half an arrow buried in his right shoulder, which he hadn't pulled out yet.

Li Jue was very anxious.

He remembered that when Jia Xu proposed to him the strategy of surprise attacking Chang'an, he said that it would not be difficult for Zhang and Fan to cause riots in Chang'an.

But now Lu Bu still has no sign of returning to Chang'an, and even after being restrained from anger, his daily offensive has become more fierce.

Is this plan really feasible?Or should I really pin all my hopes on those two?

I don't know how many times Li Jue talked to himself like this in his heart.

Jia Xu was also very confused. In his prediction, Chang'an should only take one day to conquer. Could it be that someone saw his plan and took precautions in advance?
If it is Xun You, it is not impossible, but will Wang Yun really hand over the power of city defense to Xun You?

Jia Xu's eyes were full of doubts.

No, it's impossible, Wang Yun will only find someone who is easy to control, lacks foundation in the court, and cannot be accepted into any faction to take charge of the army.

There seem to be many such people in the court.

But no matter what Jia Xu thinks, he can't find out from those people in his mind that he has outstanding strategy to deploy troops and has enough reputation.

A general who can make hundreds of officials feel dissatisfied, but can't directly launch an attack.

"General, I'm afraid that the previous plan has gone wrong. I have another plan, which may be useful."

Jia Xu saluted respectfully, he spoke very slowly, always raised his eyes slightly when he paused, peeped at the expression on Li Jue's face from the corner of his sleeves, and dared not continue to say another sentence until he confirmed that his complexion was normal.

Li Jue resisted the suspicion surging in his heart, and withdrew his subordinates, letting Jia Xu speak out his plan directly without worrying.

"The general only needs to be like this..."

Jia Xu moved closer to Li Jue and whispered a few words.

"it is good!"

After hearing this, Li Jue slapped his thigh, his heart relaxed, and he said happily, "This plan will definitely work!"

(End of this chapter)