The farmer stood up, looked back at his wife who was sitting at the door of the room, and the outline of the child who was tired of crying and asleep, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then went out and headed to the village home.

It was about one or two minutes, and the farmer came back.

As soon as he arrived in the yard, he quickly closed the ragged yard gate and put it on it with a wooden stick. Then he carefully carried a small bag of food, like a life-saving treasure, and entered the house. "Damn, we have food..."

On the dirt bed inside the house, only his child was staring weakly, but he did not see his wife's voice.

The farmer raised his gaze slightly, and his hanging feet appeared in front of him.

Slowly, gently, shaking.

The smile on the farmer's face instantly solidified, and then a heart-wrenching wail sounded in the quiet courtyard.

Just like the wailing in the yard next to the day, he did not care or take care of it. Although the farmer's wailing is even more miserable at night, the surrounding courtyards are still lifeless and no one comes...

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Praying and begging will not get anything truly precious.

In war, it is not just about two people, or a few generals, or one or two regions.

Once wars are raging, destruction is inevitable.

The sun hangs high and the sky is clear.

For humans, the sun may always rise again, but for some people, they may not be able to see the next day's sun.

Fei Qian stood on the ground on a well-crafted armor with shiny patterns.

Below the slope of the earth, his men were surging and flowing forward.

There were no too many slogans, Fei Qian just rode on his horse and stood there. When every soldier passing by passed the earth slope, he would look up at Fei Qian, and sincerely felt the majestic and arrogant attitude of the General of the Cavalry...

But I didn't know that Fei Qian's potentially shining armor under the cover of the shiny armor was already sweating profusely, and his hair was stuck to his scalp, which was itchy and stuffy.

The pockets are not breathable.

The exquisite armor, with carved patterns on it, decorated with gold and silver threads, and paired with a bright red cloak, is simply a weapon to show off. Unfortunately, this set of armor was built two years ago, and now it is a bit shattered.

When fighting, Fei Qian would never wear such a shiny armor. Generally speaking, this thing is like a dress. Before fighting, wear a dress for his soldiers.

Cao's army's Anyi camp is right in front of us, and it is also Cao Cao's most important support point in the Yuncheng Basin in Hedong.

Both sides had their own battles, tests, games, and then they also had losses and gains.

If Fei Qian cannot capture this Anyi camp, then Cao's army can calmly deploy troops, either attack the west of the river, turn back, or pull and consume in Anyi and Fei Qian. Simply put, the Anyi camp is like a nail. If Fei Qian does not have the ability to remove this nail, he will hit a nail to see if his head is broken or his legs are injured.

Fei Qian watched the troops slowly pass by, the flags fluttered, but his mind flew to another place. Yesterday he received the latest news reported by Xu Chu, saying that someone was indeed an insider in the Cao army camp, and provided some information that Fei Qian and Xu Chu were not clear about.

There is indeed a hidden mystery in the Anyi camp.

Cao Cao almost fully demonstrated his experience in wars over the years and the advantages of Shandong's cheap labor.

One of the things that made Fei Qian quite alert was that in the latest information, the man said that he had seen a lot of tinea oil and smelled some saltpeter...

Water and fire are always two forces that humans want to subdue, but they are always uncontrollable.

The upper reaches of the river are controlled by Fei Qian, so Cao Cao has no way to do anything about "water", but it is obvious that this time Cao Cao wants to play some tricks on "fire".

Fei Qian thought about it, and couldn't help but feel the indescribable sense of historical coincidence...

Could it be that now he has become Cao Cao's side in history, while Cao's army has become the Red Cliff coalition that is ready to set fire in history?

This is really...

Grease oil will have relatively large restrictions on people and horses, and saltpeter is definitely gunpowder.

Things like war objects depend on people’s use and luck.

When the turd oil came to Zhou Yu's hands, it could burn Cao Cao's beard to the point of fire, but when it came to Zhuge Liang's hands, it was extinguished by a heavy rain...

Fei Qian was strong, but the number was small, about one-third of that of Cao's army, and even a little short of it.

Cao has many soldiers, but his overall combat effectiveness is worse.

Because the Cao army is complex. According to the information collected by Xu Chu and the narratives of those who surrendered truthfully and falsely, the Cao army is roughly divided into three parts: the core central leadership army, central guards, auxiliary generals of miscellaneous surnames, local county soldiers, and a certain number of civilian craftsmen.

Before, there were more civilians in Cao's camp, but now...

There are many people, and there are many people, and there are many troubles.

It is obviously unrealistic to kill all of these people.

But it is also a very troublesome to accept these prisoners.

What's more, Cao Cao has already built Anyi into a fortress. If he cannot lead the way with points, roll up the Cao army's camp, bite it, and fight it into a tug-of-war, it is not a good plan.

Cao Cao's strength has indeed weakened a lot.

Xiahou Yuan was killed and Xiahou Dun was captured, almost breaking his arm, which greatly damaged his vitality.

But even so, Cao Cao still refused to retreat!

Of course, it can also be understood as Cao Cao's retreatment, but if Cao Cao transferred back to his army now, he would still be able to breathe for a while and might not die immediately. After all, after the failure of the Battle of Red Cliff in history, Cao Cao could still become the overlord of the north, but he had to make more compromises in some aspects.

Fei Qian believed that Cao Cao also understood this point, so Cao Cao's attitude at this stage seemed very subtle.

Fei Qian felt that besides tincture oil and gunpowder, Cao Cao must have had any cards not played...

Because this card is still in Cao Cao's hands, Cao Cao feels that he is not incapable of a complete turnaround.

It is actually not difficult to be prepared for things like tincture oil and gunpowder.

So the key is to see how to use it and who is using it!

Why did Fei Qian come slowly instead of eagerly fighting with Cao's army at the turn of spring and summer?

Of course, it is because Fei Qian also needs to prepare his own trump card.

The artillery cannon can only be regarded as a Ming card now. If you really want to use Ming card to play, you will definitely suffer a loss.

Fei Qian suddenly thought of Pang Tong's report that Zhu Ling had developed a rocket by himself...

Perhaps this is also some coincidence?

Gunpowder and derivatives of gunpowder should be the masters of the battlefield since its birth, rather than just being used for the play of dignitaries and nobles.

If gunpowder is to exert enough power, it is very important to have a dry climate.

If he really fought with Cao's army at the turn of spring and summer, would Cao Cao not be able to smile so hard that his eyes could not see him?

At the turn of spring and summer, who knew that there was rain in that cloud?

Now is late summer and early autumn, when the climate is dry, the ground is hard, and there is little rain or clouds. Whether it is transportation or the use of gunpowder and derivatives of gunpowder, it is the best time.

While Fei Qian was posing and thinking, he suddenly saw a small team of cavalry commanding him in the distance, and rushed towards him with a flag on his back.

"Lord! Cao's army sent an envoy to bring a letter of war and wanted to see the lord!"
Chapter completed!