Xiahou Dun added: "I misunderstood Wu Sima when we were at Wen Ruo's house just now. Please don't mind Wu Sima. When this war is over and Yanzhou is settled, I will personally offer a small gift to Wu Sima to express my apology."

"Prefect Xiahou does not need to be so polite. It is the last general who made the mistake of barging into the meeting hall. Prefect Xiahou also acts impartially and understands."

Wu Liang said with a smile.

"Now that we have this wonderful flying slave, this battle strategy should be re-formulated."

Xiahou Dun nodded, turned around and glanced at Xun Yu and others, and then said to Wu Liang, "Please Wu Sima return to Xun Yu's house with us to discuss the war together and ensure that this battle is flawless."

"Thanks to the Xiahou Prefect for looking up to me."

Wu Liang bowed his hands and immediately wrinkled his face and said with a bitter smile, "To be honest, the general also really wants to make contributions to relieve your worries, but unfortunately, Wen Tao and military strategy are not good at everything. The war you discuss is in the ears of the general."

It is as dark and difficult to understand as a book from heaven, but there are also some strange diseases that cannot be explained clearly, so it is really difficult to shoulder the heavy responsibility."

"this……"

Xiahou Dun looked at Wu Liang with some confusion.

In order to participate in this kind of council and enter the inner circle, many generals, counselors and counselors have their heads sharpened and they are eager to exaggerate their family background and achievements a hundred times, just to be favored by him.

How could this person be so unconventional and unconventional? He directly reduced himself to a useless person and looked like he was about to die...

"Uncle Yuanrang doesn't know something."

Cao Zhen came up at the right time and explained to Wu Liang, "Wu Sima fought many battles as a soldier on the front line in the past few years, so he suffered from a strange disease that prevented him from going to the battlefield. It is said that it is called post-war psychological...syndrome.

Whenever we discuss the military situation or go to the front line, we will become ill and unable to control ourselves. That is why I have not invited him to discuss matters together before."

"I see……"

Xiahou Dun already had a lot of experience in leading troops, so he was well-informed.

After listening to Cao Chen's statement, I only slightly criticized the later term "postwar psychological syndrome", but I did not doubt Cao Chen's statement.

After all, postwar psychological syndrome is not unique to later generations. It is even more common in this cold weapon era of close combat and bloodshed.

There are many similar examples among his former soldiers.

Those people either went crazy and lost their minds as soon as they heard the call to charge, or their temperament became so numb that they became like animals and killed everyone without distinguishing between friend and foe, or they trembled in fear and never took a step forward even if the supervising team held a knife to their necks.

…

Such trembling people are not afraid of death.

Facing the sharp blades placed on their necks by the Supervisory Team, their eyes were extremely calm, with no trace of fear at all. They would even beg the Supervisory Team to chop off their heads immediately...

These are strange diseases that often appear in military camps.

However, this era did not actually treat it as a disease. It was usually explained by being possessed by evil spirits or being frightened. After all, we often walked on battlefields where hundreds of casualties were common. Killing people would only increase the evil and be infested by the souls of the dead.

That's understandable too.

"If so, it would be a shame."

Xiahou Dun looked at Wu Liang with great regret, and said sadly, "If Wu Sima hadn't been frightened and got this strange disease, with the extraordinary merit of Fei Nu, if Wu Sima had bravely killed the enemy and made some military exploits in this battle, Wu Sima

He will definitely be put into good use by the envoy, and he will be on an equal footing with me. It’s a pity, it’s such a pity, God is jealous of talents.”

"The governor of Xiahou made a serious statement. Although I can't lead troops to fight for you, I can still share your worries on other matters. I always believe that gold will shine wherever it goes."

Wu Liang smiled calmly and said.

But this indifferent smile in Xiahou Dun's eyes revealed another flavor to himself.

It's not easy for this young man. He suffered this disaster at a young age. The regretful words I just said undoubtedly sprinkled another pinch of salt on his wounds. Although he felt pain in his heart, he still pretended to be strong, which is considered a good thing.

An unyielding man!

then.

"Good! The good thing is that gold will shine wherever it goes!"

Xiahou Dun decisively stopped saying anything related to it, patted Wu Liang's shoulder heavily, and said, "Wu Sima has such a big heart at such a young age, and he will definitely have a bright future in the future. I, Xia Houyuan, said this."

,really!"

Anyone with a clear mind can understand what these words mean.

Xiahou Dun was vouching for Wu Liang, determined to strongly recommend Wu Liang to Boss Cao and give him a bright future.

"..."

Xun Yu, who had heard about Wu Liang's experience in detail, had only just regained some balance in his sympathy, but when he heard these words, he instantly became jealous again.

He is also a person with great ambitions. Although his status in Boss Cao's camp is not low now, if he can get such a commitment from Xiahou Dun, he will undoubtedly make a great progress.

This is called a blessing in disguise, a blessing in disguise!

Talk.

I also raise some pigeons at home. I don’t know if my pigeons can compete with Wu Liang’s flying slaves. Why don’t I try it sometime later, maybe they can also be used as flying slaves...

…

Before sending Xiahou Dun and others away, Wu Liang explained to them in detail the precautions for using flying slaves.

The most important thing is that Feinu can only deliver letters one way.

That is to say, although his flying slave can be put into a cage and taken anywhere, once he is released, he can only return to his small house in Juancheng.

Speaking of this step, with the level of Xiahou Dun and others, they should have been able to understand what he meant, and they would take this issue into consideration when discussing strategies, and deploy their troops with Juancheng as the core.

Of course, this problem is not unsolvable.

As long as flying slaves are raised and trained in various important cities, messages can be transmitted in both directions...

However, Wu Liang does not intend to reveal the flying slave's raising and training skills to Xiahoudun and others at the moment. This is a bombshell he has prepared, and he will wait until Boss Cao returns as a surprise.

Do this.

First, it can let Boss Cao know that he is tight-lipped;

Come here to let Boss Cao know that he is only loyal to Boss Cao.

In this way, Boss Cao will trust him more and be able to hand over the Hu army into his hands with confidence.

"Boss Cao, can you come back quickly and reward me?"

After Xiahou Dun and others left, Wu Liang lay back comfortably on the lounge chair in the sun, resting his arms on his pillow and closing his eyes to relax... The late autumn sun was also very warm.

at this time.

"Stop! Sima is taking a rest, don't disturb him!"

Dian Wei, who had been standing by the side, suddenly shouted in a lowered voice.

Wu Liang opened one eye and took a glance, and found that the person coming was actually Bai Jingjing, who had been avoiding him in recent days.

Bai Jingjing's face looked cold at this time, but the most eye-catching thing was the two dark circles on her eyes that were almost comparable to those of giant pandas. It looked like she hadn't slept well in the past few days.

correct……

It shouldn’t be illegal to raise a national treasure these days, right?

I'll ask someone to get one later and raise one for fun. I can also study the habits of giant pandas to see how they are different from those of future generations. If anything is discovered, it might be possible to change the fate of future generations of giant pandas that are on the verge of extinction.

, it’s also a pleasant thing to think about.

Bai Jingjing had already seen Wu Liang open his eyes, and her face immediately turned colder. She gritted her teeth and said loudly to him: "Wu Youcai, what do you want!"

"Hey, Miss Bai, what's going on? Why are you so angry? Who provoked you?"

Wu Liang sat up and asked with a smile.

"Who else could it be?"
Chapter completed!