The war has come to the present moment, and it seems that the victory is getting farther and farther away. Cao Xiu cannot bear to break the illusion of the structures of his confidant.

"Master, then we are still ambushing the cavalry here now?" asked the confidant.

Cao Xiu put the saddle behind him and lay down, "No, tomorrow morning, I'm going to move the army... I'll leave some suspicious soldiers here..."

"Then...where are you going?" asked the confidant.

"Wenxiong."

In an era, individuals are often deeply influenced by the era and social environment in which they live. Their behaviors and choices are not only a reflection of personal will, but also a reflection of the characteristics of this era.

When everyone feels that benevolence, righteousness and morality have nothing to do with themselves, the whole society will lose benevolence, righteousness and morality. When everyone feels that responsibility is with others, the whole society will also lose any sense of responsibility.

Cao Xiu also has a sense of responsibility. Unfortunately, his problem is still a habitual problem in Shandong, and he will not communicate with the soldiers at the bottom.

Didn’t anyone in Cao’s army notice the change in the battle situation?

No, but these Cao army soldiers may have limited understanding of the entire battle situation and are not sure whether they are beneficial. For high-level military academies, they use false information to blindly deceive these Cao army soldiers, making it impossible for them to make corresponding judgments, and they can only follow the large army blindly.

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The same is true for people who are blinded and don’t know what they are going to do now and in the future, as well as the people of Hedong here in Wenxi.

Zhang Xiu drove away some Cao army soldiers and destroyed Wenxi's Cao army camp, but there was no effective way to destroy Lu Zhao's camp, so he could only withdraw his troops first.

Similarly, Lu Zhao had no choice but to the Zhang Xiu cavalry in the wild...

Both sides were like men shouting at each other on the road.

"If you have a genital, you will come out!"

"If you have a genital, come in!"

Then the two separated in a bad mood.

Zhang Xiu retreated back to Emei Ridge, and Lu Zhao hid in the camp.

After confirming that the cavalry and horses left, the Cao army soldiers divided up many small teams, like border herders driving away the sheep, and drove back the "cattle and sheep" that had escaped but had not escaped very far.

These "cows and sheep" mooed and bleated. Although they were not much smaller than those Cao's soldiers, they were still obediently surrounded and crowded, and then returned to the camp that was tied up with simple fences, and into the barriers they had escaped.

Lu Zhao even took a look at these "cattle and sheep" that were driven back.

Lu Zhao would not care how many "cattle and sheep" were killed or injured during this ups and downs, and Cao Cao would not care about it either.

Even those literati and poets who shout "people's hearts and opinions" every day in Shandong are not even willing to write two more words in history...

"Storing corpses and filling the road" may be the biggest description of the people's deaths and injuries. And what's interesting is that this description is often born to highlight the cruelty of some people, otherwise it would be simply "deaths of tens of thousands", "deaths of death", and "there are many casualties".

Therefore, Lu Zhao ignored these "cows and sheep" casualties, and even "cows and sheep" themselves were also numb. Isn't it normal?

What Lu Zhao cared more about was Zhang Xiu's troops "disappeared" on Emei Ridge.

He stared at the Emei Ridge, which was pitch black like a black wall in the distance, and hesitation and doubt surged in his heart.

"General, scouts report that there were no traces of the Cavalry Army in the direction of Emei Ridge, but some ashes of the bonfire were found. Obviously, there were Cavalrymen on the mountain not long ago." His deputy reported, "General, should we send more people to Emei Ridge to search carefully?"

Lu Zhao shook his head and said, "How many people should be sent for such a large piece of land? And they have horses... forget it."

Lu Zhao wanted Zhang Xiu to attack his camp, but it was obvious that Zhang Xiu, who did not carry artillery, did not want to attack Lu Zhao's camp at all.

In fact, there is no problem with Cao's strategy, if the Cavalry Army only had cavalry and infantry.

When Cao Cao fought Xiliang in history, the two sides stared at each other in this way. In the end, Cao Cao forced the Xiliang army to be defeated. Cao Cao formed a tough camp, and Ma Chao could not defeat him, but as long as Cao Cao dared to fight in the field, he would be beaten up by Ma Chao and almost gave him all his head to Ma Chao.

Now it's different. Fei Qian has better equipment, more advanced technology, and more complete logistics, while Cao Cao fell into the dilemma of Ma Chao in history. He couldn't get a fight, couldn't get peace, and couldn't get a retreat.

At first, Zhang Xiu was still wandering on Emei Ridge, and then Lu Zhao did not dare to attack at will. However, after the soldiers in Wenxi County filled the holes in the city wall, Zhang Xiu patted his butt and left, leaving Lu Zhao and Wenxi defenders staring at each other.

Wenxi defender: "Who is the old man?"

Lu Zhao:『…』

Isn't it coming? I'm not feeling tired all over, but can I continue to go to the wallet... Uh, there is not enough manpower...

So the place where I heard the joy was very calm for two days.

Wenxi's defenders seized the time and were desperately repairing their own loopholes, while Lu Zhao was busy arresting the fleeing civilians.

"Oh, it's all the fault of Pei's trash!" Lu Zhao said angrily, "If the trash could have a little more energy at that time, we would have taken Wen Xi a long time ago, and we wouldn't have been so passive now!"

"General, do you want to... go to a little farther away from around and bring some strong men?"

Lu Zhao was silent for a moment, shook his head, "Just let's go around, let's forget it if you are far away... I always feel that these grandchildren have not gone far... If we don't go out, they won't show their faces..."

『But general, we can't keep shrinking so long!"

Lu Zhao smiled, "Don't worry, I've sent someone to the back... As long as reinforcements come, we can lure these grandchildren out... At that time, hehe... tomorrow, tomorrow, I won't believe it... These pigs have been in vain for a few days, and it's time to come in handy."

"Wenxi has repaired the hole, so we have to dig it again..."

Lu Zhao laughed, "How could I use the method of that idiot Pei? This time, we have to use a new method..."

Outside Lu Zhao's camp, the people who were arrested one after another were kept waiting honestly.

Even though I didn’t know how many casualties were killed or injured in Wenxi City last time, it seemed like I had turned over. I couldn’t remember the hatred and didn’t feel much sad. I was numb and it seemed like it was not a flesh and blood body, but a shell made of earth, wood, mud and stone.

This is the norm for the ancient Chinese people who lack knowledge. How could people who even know how to write and pronounce the word "resistance" and how could they understand what class and struggle?

Lu Zhao's "new tactics" are indeed not digging holes, but piled up the soil slope.

Wenxi's city wall is not high, so this tactic is also targeted.

During this period of time, there were many edible straw bags in Cao Jun's camp, which were now in handy. If it was not enough, the clothes of dead bodies in the wilderness could be used to wrap the soil and transport the soil. I believe that the dead people would not mind being naked.

There is no need to dig holes under the city with arrows and rolling stones, but just transporting the soil to the city. Obviously, it is easier for those people to accept, at least it seems to be a little relaxed.

After Lu Zhao launched a new attack, outside Wenxi City, after most of the day, a high pile of mud was built. Although it was loose, the gradually increasing pile of soil did indeed put psychological pressure on the defenders in Wenxi City.

The tools and weapons that were scattered and damaged on the battlefield became the tools for these people to dig the soil. However, when these people were digging the soil, they never thought that these broken swords, guns, and half-split shovels could kill people...

The dead body was right beside it, both men, women, old and young.

After a few days, the body had already smelled, and a disgusting smell was permeated throughout the battlefield.

Flies and rotten birds and beasts have regarded this place as a grand banquet venue, calling friends to come here to have a party.

Flies flew around in a gauze.

He was wearing a tuxedo dress with his head raised, and one of the vultures was a vulture.

When I saw someone, I smiled first, and the eight big teeth stained with flesh and blood were jackals wearing fur.
Chapter completed!