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Chapter 164: The Strange Lu Xun

It's just that......

It's a pity for his eldest nephew Cao Ang.

Looking at the appearance of Ning Rong's disciple, coupled with Xiao Luzi's cleverness, I am afraid that there will be a Ning Rong in the future.

The lord miscalculated this time!

Cao Hong muttered to himself, he naturally knew that the growth in the war was the fastest.

The night was already deep, Cao Hong handed over the city defense to Lu Xun, and was dragged back to the city by Ning Rong.

Ning Rong personally inspected the precautions at each city gate, encouraged the people to work hard, and finally emphasized to them once again his promise to open a school, read and write to change the fate of their dolls.

It was not until the middle of the night that the torches in the city were gradually extinguished, and only in a few special places the light of the torches occasionally flickered.

Ning Rong said that he would lead the water of the Xiaoqing River to wash the entire valley city, but ...... Now that Xiaoqing River has been dug through, looking at the slowly coming clear water, a smile appeared on Ning Rong's face, and the expressions of the common people have relaxed a lot.

I was busy until midnight, and I finally finished it.

Lin Xianzun was a little worried, standing under the wall of the West Gate, looking at the cheerful flowing water flowing in the drainage ditch, but his mood was not so cheerful.

"General, what if the Yellow Turban Thief sneaks in the ditch?"

"This ......" Cao Hong was dumbfounded by his question, and stood up to see Ning Rong playing with the cool river.

"Whoa...... Whoa......"

Ning Rong picked up a handful of river water, and the cool feeling was very comfortable.

"It doesn't matter! I also have to bother the county honor, find a few blacksmiths, build a huge iron net, and fix it here, so that it is impossible for thieves to enter Gucheng! ”

Ning Rong clapped his hands and stood up, answering this question for Cao Hong, "Oh, that's right! Now is an extraordinary period, in order to be cautious and cautious, it is better to send troops to guard here, according to Ning, it is enough to arrange four people for each ditch. ”

With a way, Lin Xianzun will not be worried, and he will go to prepare the iron net with admiration.

"Let's go, too!"

Ning Rong stretched and turned around a little tiredly.

……

The same scene, the Yellow Turban Camp outside the city, is also being staged.

Zhou Cang was pacing in the tent worriedly, walking around made people look upset, Zhang Yue knelt sideways behind the table, dragging the cheeks with his right hand, bright eyes, and fiddling with the flames boredly.

"Childe, what do you mean by this?"

Zhang Yue shook her head absentmindedly, as if she hadn't heard Zhou Cang's anxiety.

"It's all burning eyebrows, what kind of drainage ditch does he have the heart to dig?"

Zhou Cang frowned, a little confused, he always had a bad premonition.

"Dig a pit, drain the water?" Zhang Yue muttered to herself, panting slightly, "Uncle Zhou, the spies said that Ning Rong dug more than ten ditches?" ”

"It's coming! They dug through the west gate, and said that the water of the Xiaoqing River would be diverted and washed away in Gucheng......"

Zhou Cang repeated it impatiently, waiting for Zhang Yue to make a judgment.

Xiaoqinghe!

The topography of Valley City is high in the west and low in the east!

Water?

Could it be! Zhang Yue's heart suddenly moved, and the bright flame was pinched half to death by her.

"Uncle Zhou, Ning Rong is going to flood this plan!"

Looking at Zhang Yue, who was suddenly sitting in a precarious position, Zhou Cang was also stunned, and suddenly understood.

Not bad! Not bad! According to the report of the spies, they dug the ditch under the east gate of the city, this is to release water to flush the camp!

"Huh? Wrong! Ignoring Zhou Cang's face, Zhang Yue shook her head again, puzzled, "Although there is a lot of water in the Xiaoqing River, if you want to flood the camp, it is impossible!" Empty flat land, the water is slow, it is impossible to hold water! ”

"Then ......" Zhou Cang thought to himself, what Gongzi said was right, it was indeed impossible to flood the Yellow Turban Camp.

'Bang! ’

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, which startled Zhou Cang, and he hurriedly looked over.

I saw Zhang Yue think for a moment, slam the table, and stand up, "That's right!" Although it can't be performed in water, it can stop the enemy! ”

"......" Zhou Cang looked at her stupidly.

"Uncle Zhou, you think, if this water flows out of the east gate, the land under the city wall will inevitably become muddy, which will naturally play a fetters role in the siege!"

Zhang Yue's analysis was reasonable, and Zhou Cang also let go of his worries, could he still stop his army with this kind of tired enemy plan.

"Humph! Geeks would rather be poor! ”

Zhang Yue's eyes were moving, exuding a devouring light.

"Uncle Zhou, you immediately go and arrange, dig a shallow ditch at a distance of five hundred steps away from the city gate, if there is too much water, it is better to divide the water and flow!"

"Good! So and so go now! ”

Zhou Cang hurriedly turned around and walked out, digging a ditch is a trivial matter for the Yellow Turban Army, it is really easy, maybe they are not good at fighting, but this matter is ...... That's their housekeeping skill!

"Wait, and inform the north gate and the south gate, the city gates on both sides are higher and the most dangerous!"

Zhang Yue stopped Zhou Cang, and said another word, looking at Zhou Cang's promised figure to go away, Zhang Yue showed a triumphant smile.

He's not afraid to use tricks!

In the face of absolute strength, stratagem can only play a part!

A true celebrity or strategist will choose to use it at the most critical moment, and the strategy is sometimes like the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

"It's a pity that straw can not only crush the enemy, but sometimes ...... You can crush yourself too! ”

Zhang Yueqiao muttered to herself with a beautiful face, thinking about Ning Rong's ghost tricks, she became more and more relaxed.

can think of using water to block the siege of the Yellow Turban Army, I have to say that the weird genius Ning Rong really has some intelligence.

"It's just...... You don't know that this just exposes your timidity and helplessness! ”

"Huh...... Gu Cheng's equipment is almost unbearable! ”

Zhang Yue had a very relaxed night, just like Ning Rong, sleeping soundly, both of them were waiting for tomorrow's battle.

……

Following.

The sky was bright, and the horn of the Yellow Turban Army urged Ning Rong,

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Ning Rong looked at the yellow turban flag outside the city with a sleepy face, and the military camp was very powerful.

"Yawn!"

Ning Rong yawned angrily, turned around and wanted to go back to sleep again, but was stopped by Cao Hong.

"Hey, Zhiyuan, what are you going to do?"

"Huh?" Ning Rong looked at Cao Hong in a daze.

"Where's the boy Lu?" Cao Hong sighed and asked.

"Bo Yan?"

Ning Rong blinked his eyes and muttered, instantly sobering up a lot.

The ghost sent the god two steps forward, looking at the top of the castle tower, with a bright smile on his face.

Hey?

Ning Rong's strange appearance aroused everyone's curiosity, and they all looked up at the top of the city tower, and everyone was stunned when they looked at the familiar face.

"This ...... Isn't this Lu Xiaolangjun? ”

"Huh? He is Mr. Ning's apprentice, why is he dressed like this? ”

“……”

All the soldiers looked at it curiously, and the strange scene on the city tower attracted the attention of the Yellow Turban Army.