Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 394 Really Different

If you talk about the Yellow Turban Thief, you may not be willing to listen to the commander-in-chief of the Baibo Army, but this is indeed a fact.

A normal army can travel forty miles a day, and if it is faster and can go sixty miles, it is already a very remarkable thing for people like the Yellow Turban soldiers to walk thirty miles a day.

And generally speaking, except for some strong men directly under the commander who can have some formations, the camp is naturally only able to be set up by the direct troops led by Yang Feng and Hu Cai. It's just that no matter where you go, there are no tents or anything like that. Most of them are outside the camp, lying in the wild, using the sky as a quilt and the ground as a mat.

The same is true for food. Commanders like Yang Feng and Hu Cai eat the best food, followed by the personal guards directly under their command, soldiers under their command, and finally ordinary soldiers. As for the common people who came with packages, they are only provided after setting up camp in the evening For a meal, most of them are some gruel mixed with various sundries and boiled. Just like this, some people often go late and can't get anything.

Of course, it’s not just porridge, there are times when you can eat hard food.

Before going into battle, when attacking the city, they would give these miscellaneous soldiers and the people who brought them some cornbread or something...

In the big tent that was built, Yang Feng and Hu Cai are the handsome men of Qu. Of course, they will not eat the same random stewed gruel as those ordinary people. On the table, there are fish and meat. And corn rice.The camp was set up near Fenshui today, and several of Yang Feng's soldiers caught more than a dozen fish, and then baked three or four as offerings to Yang Feng and Hu Cai.

Yang Feng didn't turn his head, and glanced sideways at Hu Cai, who was gnawing on the grilled fish with his head down, then shook his head, his neck making a rattling sound.

hum!

eat more!idiot!
Maybe you won't be able to eat anything at your next meal!

After defeating Yong'an, you thought you would become an invincible hero?

Is Xiangling really that easy to attack?Hedong is really just a piece of fat, you can take a bite at will?
cut!
Yang Feng lowered his head, picking up a fishbone to pick his teeth while thinking.

After Guo Da's death, Guo Niujiao, Guo Da's immediate family, was killed, and then the Baibo army was naturally divided into four, four commanders, Han Xian, Hu Cai, Li Le and himself.

Among them, Han Xian is the strongest, Li Le is the worst, and he and Hu Cai are in the middle.

At the time of the discussion, I was the first to mention Xiangling's weakness. Sure enough, all these people were eyeing each other, but this weakness, hehe, disappeared three days ago.

Why was Yong'an able to be captured so quickly, because there was an internal response, and there was no county captain who fled before the battle, so it was possible to fall so smoothly in one fell swoop?

But the other three people didn't know these things, and Yang Feng didn't want to tell them.

Xiangling also had such a plan before, but for some reason, the news came that it was not feasible, and the plan to arrange internal response seemed to have failed.

Therefore, if Xiangling is attacked, the only way left is to attack by force.

Of course, if the county magistrate and county lieutenant guarding Xiangling County were weaker, they might be able to capture them, but this possibility is too small, and even Yang Feng himself didn't want to pin his hopes on this aspect. .

So when discussing the matter, Yang Feng proposed to go down the two roads along Fenshui, no matter which side it is, you can maneuver flexibly, and if Xiangling cannot be attacked for a while, you can also bypass Fenshui to attack from the north to the south...

Of course, there is nothing wrong with the strategic vision, but it's just, huh, huh.

When Han Xian and Li Le, no matter who they are, or both of them lost their troops under the city of Xiangling, they could reach Linfen smoothly with their soldiers...

However, before that, it may be necessary to...

"Hu Qushuai, how's it going, is it still to your liking?"

Hu Caichi had a round belly, squinting his eyes half-closed, leaning obliquely, propping up the mat with one hand, patted his belly with the other, and then touched it lightly, looking very comfortable and satisfied.

"Yang Qushuai, if you have anything to say, just talk about it." Hu Cai said casually, licking his teeth.

"Hey, how can you say that, they are all my brothers, if you have something delicious, share it, what's the matter..." Yang Feng said with a smile.

"Oh, if that's the case, then I'm full, then..." Hu Cai rolled his eyes, obviously not believing it, but he didn't say it directly, but stood up, "Then I'll take my leave first... "

Yang Feng grabbed Hu Cai and complained half-sincerely and half-falsely: "How can you run away after eating and wiping your mouth? Is it not enough to chat with your brother?"

"Success! Why can't it work!" Hu Cai took advantage of the situation and sat back, "Tell me, what's the matter, if you don't tell me, I'm really leaving."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Hu Qushuai, have you made a lot of money during this time?"

Hu Cai's smiling face suddenly froze, and although there were still lines of laughter on the corners of his mouth, there was no smile at all: "Where is there anything, even if there is, it's just some junk, worthless and useless... Why do you suddenly ask this?"

"Hi! I'm just asking casually," Yang Feng patted his thigh with a very casual look, "Actually, no matter how rich we are, we can't compare to those who are officials... Ah, yes, Hu Qushuai Do you know that hundreds of years ago, um, forget, almost, there used to be a princely country here, and it was so rich at that time, it was simply..."

"...The ground is said to be paved with gold bricks, and even the windows in the room are made of white jade carvings, and other things like money can't be put in several warehouses! Tsk tsk, only But later..."

Hu Cai straightened his body, opened his mouth wide, and listened to Yang Feng's bragging, unknowingly drooling, wiped it with his sleeve, and said, "...Then, what happened next?"

Yang Feng laughed a little, and said: "... Later, it is said that it was a rebellion, and the house was ransacked...all of them are gone..."

"Hi!" Hu Cai sighed, his figure fell down, and he lost interest immediately.

Yang Feng didn't care about Hu Cai's situation, and continued: "But that's treason..."

"Treason counts!" Hu Cai lazily replied, "Don't we count as treason now?"

"Uh..." Yang Feng suddenly paused, and then said, "...it's different, that's a prince!"

"What can a prince do? He cut it off with a knife and his head fell to the ground!"

Yang Fengwen was stunned for a moment, then he raised his head and laughed for a while before saying: "It's really different, you said we rebelled, that's not because we were empty-handed and couldn't survive, you said princes can be like us Is it?"

"Well, yes."

"...Besides, the one who can become a prince must not be an idiot or a fool, right? Rebellion is not a sure thing, is it? If it doesn't work, you have to leave something for yourself, right? Can you keep something for yourself? A way out? Can you prepare something for your descendants? So, it's really different..."

Hu Cai listened, and suddenly sat up straight, frowned and said: "Yang Qushuai, what do you mean..."

Yang Feng waved his hands wildly, and laughed loudly: "Ah, I don't mean anything, isn't it just chatting, it's nothing, it's really nothing..."

　Guo Jia made a sharp struggle, but he was terminally ill and had no strength, so he fell into Cao Cao's arms instead.

　　Cao Cao felt distressed and anxious, and said in a deep voice, "Feng Xiao, why are you bothering?"

　　Guo Jia's eye circles were already red, he coughed for a while, and panted, "Ah, it's hard for you to hide from me! You have me in your heart, so why do you worship Wen Ruo!"

　　Cao Cao was at a loss for words for a while, so he stopped talking.

　　There was only the crackling of charcoal in the room, accompanied by Guo Jia's coughing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)