The Yuan Family of the Three Kingdoms I call the shots

Chapter 17

The Battle of Wuchao was over, and the entire grain camp was almost completely burned to the ground, leaving nothing behind.

After the news reached Yuan Shao's camp, the entire Wuchao camp was immediately panicked, soldiers' morale was not stable, and there were even faint signs of mutiny.

This situation did not ease slightly until the next day when the time was applied.

A grain search team dispatched by Yuan Shao entered the main camp carrying a large amount of food and fodder with great fanfare, and the news spread throughout the main camp.Only then did the situation take a proper turn for the better, and Yuan Jun's military spirit finally became a little bit more stable.

After the army's morale stabilized, a lingering doubt gradually began to arise among the soldiers and soldiers. The Wuchao camp had clearly been burnt down, and where did the food and grass that were transported for emergency appear from? ?

Aiming at this puzzle, Yuan Jun's officers and men talked endlessly and became suspicious every day after practice, until someone who knew something good about it passed on the information, which immediately caused an uproar among Yuan Jun's officers and men.

"On the night of the battle of Wuchao, the third son set up a tricky plan to delay Cao's army, save part of Wuchao's food and grass, and shot an arrow to wound Cao's fierce general Xu Chu."

As soon as this news came out, it spread like wildfire in the entire Yuan Jun camp, and reached the ears of every Yuan Jun soldier at an outrageous speed.

No matter it is ancient or modern, there seems to be an innate instinct in the speed of transmitting gossip information.

Yuan Jun's soldiers are also human beings, and there will be mistakes in the transmission.

The problem is that there are too many Yuan Jun, and when there are too many people, the version passed on will be a bit out of shape.
"Alas, have you heard that in the battle of Wuchao, the third son set up a plan of suspicion, delayed Cao's army, saved part of Wuchao's food and fodder, and shot Xu Chu, the fierce general of Cao's army with an arrow!"

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"Hey, have you heard that in the battle of Wuchao, the third son led his troops to confront Cao's army head-on, tried his best to delay, saved most of Wuchao's food and fodder, and even stabbed Cao's fierce general Xu Chu with a single shot!"

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"Hey, have you heard that in the battle of Wuchao, the third son led an army to fight fiercely with Cao's army. The victory was not decided. He saved all the food and fodder in Wuchao, and even beheaded Xu Chu, the fierce general of Cao's army!"

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"Haha, have you heard that? In the battle of Wuchao, the third son led his army to defeat Cao Jun. Cao Cao cried for his father and mother when he beat him. Not only was Wuchao's food and grass safe, but he also robbed Cao Jun's rations! Damn, Cao Jun's fierce general Xu Chu moaned and moaned and led the crowd to surrender, and insisted on worshiping the young master as a godfather, so the third young master kicked him back!"

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By analogy, the various versions became more and more absurd, and there were even some preliminary signs of Ah Q's spirit, but in the end they stabilized morale and deterred the situation.

On the contrary, after various rumors spread, the name and prestige of the third son Yuan Shang suddenly rose in the Yuan army. Except for Yuan Shao himself, there were few others who could compare with him.

It's no wonder that the tiger idiot Xu Chu wants to ask him to be his godfather, but he still pretends to be a kid?

Such a person is so majestic and invincible.

At this moment, the majestic and invincible Yuan Shang was sitting on a haystack in a dilapidated tent, telling the prisoners in a wooden car prison in front of him about the night of the Battle of Wuchao.

The person inside the wooden car prison is none other than Jushou who encouraged Yuan Shang to send troops to Wuchao to turn the tide.

When Yuan Shang finished speaking the last word in his mouth, a faint smile finally appeared on Ju Shou's tense face.Unkempt and sluggish, he finally regained a trace of vitality at this moment.

"well."

Ju Shou nodded appreciatively, and the look of appreciation in his eyes was not faked at all, and he said from the bottom of his heart: "The third son's ability to adapt to the situation is really higher than what Shou Zhi thought! Facing Cao Cao himself and all the fierce generals under his command, still I can handle it so easily, God's will favors me in Hebei, the master is great, and there are three young masters as assistants, it is really lucky for the Yuan family, lucky for Jizhou, lucky for the people, and lucky for the world!"

This hat is really a bit too big, who said that Jushou can't flatter?
It's pretty slippery even if you don't shoot it.

Yuan Shang was a little shy when he heard the words: "Mr. Ju praised me too much, but I also have shortcomings."

Through the fence, Jushou smiled and looked at this handsome and mighty young man who was as handsome as a lord, but willing to accept advice humbly and quite capable, his heart was as sweet as honey.

The more I look at it, the more I appreciate it, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

It's no wonder that there are really few people in this world who have this ability when they are weak, and they can not suffer from a head-to-head confrontation with Cao Cao, the hero of the world.

Even the lord himself may not be able to do it.

Facing Jushou's fiery gaze, Yuan Shang twisted his body, feeling an inexplicable sense of displeasure in his heart, why does this old guy look like a big bad wolf seeing a little white rabbit waiting to be slaughtered? Not very friendly.

"Um, sir, I've already told you what I need to say. My father is about to retire soon. I'm going to be patient for a while. When I return to Hebei in the future, I will naturally try to persuade my father to let him out and reuse him. "

After Yuan Shang finished speaking, he got up and cupped his hands towards Jushou, said goodbye, and wanted to turn around and walk out of the tent.

"Young master stay."

Before Yuan Shang could take a few steps, Jushou called out to stop him, as if he had thought of something urgent.

"Is there anything else you want to ask, sir?"

Yuan Shang turned his head slowly and looked at Jushou curiously, but seeing the old guy frowned slightly for some reason.

I saw that Jushou Shicai's warm gaze on Yuan Shang was gone, replaced by his usual wise, upright, calm and dignified expression.

"My lord said just now, my lord is going to retreat?" Ju Shou looked at Yuan Shangdao with a frown.

Yuan Shang nodded and said, "That's right. Although I have saved some food and grass, it can only be used to temporarily stabilize the morale of the army. It is really not enough to enter the army. Besides, my father was in poor health after being burned in Wuchao. If you don’t withdraw your troops quickly, the game will be over sooner or later.”

Ju Shou nodded when he heard the words: "Withdrawing troops is a top priority. Naturally, I know this, but I don't know how the lord plans to withdraw troops. Can the third son tell me one or two?"

Yuan Shang shrugged his shoulders casually: "It's nothing special, just change the rear army to the front army, and the front army to the rear army. After Zhang Zhagao Lan led the troops to break up, the three armies retreated slowly, passed through the Baima Ferry to the north bank of the Yellow River, and then assembled troops. Yu Liyang will finally return to Ye City in a steady and steady manner, withdrawing troops, it's that simple."

"Alas—" Ju Shou sighed a long time after hearing the words, shook his head and said, "If you really retreat like this, the loss will be huge."

Yuan Shang was taken aback when he heard the words: "Loss, what do you mean by that, sir?"

Jushou smiled wryly and said, "Third son, what kind of man is Cao Cao? After capturing Wuchao this time, he must gather elite soldiers and good generals to prepare for a large-scale attack and try to defeat our army in one fell swoop. Although Wuchao's food and grass are not completely wiped out, only those who retreat are left. Food, in fact, is not much different from Quanniu, our army's morale is not high now, not to mention the poor health of the Lord, it is difficult to command properly, the army retreated to the Yellow River, understand how the two of them can resist Cao Cao's pounce? Attacking it halfway across the river, our army's retreat across the river will have disadvantages, and Cao Jun's thunderbolt chariot is quite powerful, I'm afraid that when the time comes... oh—”

Yuan Shang heard the words and thought for a while, the secret path is really worthy of Ju Shou, what he said hits the nail on the head, it really makes sense!
Yuan Shang was also a little worried: "Sir, what you said is very reasonable, but it's up to us to decide whether our army withdraws or not, and it's up to them whether Cao Jun pursues or not. Even if you see something wrong, sir, I'm afraid It is also impossible to contain Cao Cao's offensive, so we can't tell Cao Cao that he is not allowed to send troops to pursue it? Hehe, why should he listen to us? This move is very difficult and time is running out, we seem to have to admit defeat."

Ju Shou was silent for a long time when he heard the words, then raised his eyebrows, raised his head and said solemnly: "It may not be impossible to prevent Cao Cao from sending troops to pursue him."

Yuan Shang hurriedly said, "Unless what?"

"Unless there is one important thing that can make Cao Cao scruple, cherish, and precious enough to give up his plan to pursue our army."

Yuan Shang was a little stunned when he heard the words: "Scrupulous, cherishing, precious. What can make Cao Cao's baby give up the opportunity to beat a dog in the water? Does such a thing exist?"

Ju Shou nodded with a smile, and said: "In this world, everyone has weaknesses and scars. Of course there are things that can make Cao Cao restrain his hands. The third son may as well guess what it is?"

Yuan Shang rubbed his chin and thought for a long time before he asked uncertainly, "Is it his wife?"

There was a long silence between the two.

"...Don't ask me to guess again."

"Little concubine?"

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"mistress?"

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"what is that?"

"It's Xuchang! Xuchang! Xuchang, the old den of the Cao thief! Young master!"

Jushou wants to cry but has no tears.

(End of this chapter)