Chapter 3554 All things are in full swing

February of the tenth year of Taixing.

In spring, everything goes on, but Cao Ren at Danjiangkou was only filled with endless worries.

Yesterday, when Cao Ren received a secret letter from Xu County, he couldn't help but sweat.

The secret letter fire lacquer is a bit crooked, as if it was caused by unintentionality, and it also seemed to reflect Cao Cao's inner uneasiness.

"Son and parents are filial to you..."

"The Battle of Jingzhou is related to the overall situation. If Xiangyang is lost, Xu County will be in peace..."

These things that did not need to be particularly emphasized were now solemnly written in secret letters.

Cao Ren sighed slightly and looked at the surging water on the river.

In the river water, some broken wood pieces float down with the river water.

Cao Ren stared at the gradually sinking black dots, as if he saw the broken wooden signs thrown into the water by the refugees when the Yellow Turbans of Qingzhou surrendered.

Those broken wood pieces engraved with "Sui Zai Jiazi" are also swallowed by turbid waves like the moment.

『Wait...』 Cao Ren suddenly woke up, 『Come on! Go and fish some of the broken woods!』

The soldiers quickly took a boat to the river and took some of the wood chips floating on the river, and placed them in front of Cao Ren.

Cao Ren took two or three pieces, looked at the cut of the broken wood, and frowned.

These incisions are very new...

"What is Li Mancheng doing?"

Cao Ren immediately realized that this was Li Dian cutting down trees upstream, building some equipment, and then falling into the river.

Cao Ren looked up and looked at the distant mountains, like a group of dormant giant beasts in the twilight.

"No. This won't work." Cao Ren's cheeks pounded, "You can't let Li Mancheng build equipment so easily!"

Cao Ren pinched the wood chip in his hand. The section of the wood chip had fresh axe marks and wooden thorns, which were pierced in his hand, and also pierced in his heart. "Send the order! Order a hundred dead soldiers! Strike Li Mancheng tonight!"

Cao Ren turned around and looked around, then looked at one of the personal guards, "Cao Zhiheng, are you willing to lead this team?"

Cao Jian, whose courtesy name is Zhiheng, has some kinship relationships with Cao Ren.

Cao Ren originally had not many generals under his command. He ran away from Wenpin and died Niu Jin. Cao Zhen wanted to defend Jiangling, and Han Hao wanted to stare at Wancheng, so he could only pick the general from the short men under his command to see if he could find one or two people who could hold the broken wheels.

Cao Jian was obviously a little surprised, but looking at Cao Ren's eyes, he knew that this kind of thing was not something that he could do, a small military academy, could only give up.

"Do it well!" Cao Ren asked someone to take a new set of armor and replace it with Cao Jian with his own hands. "If you win this battle, you will be the first contribution!"

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When Cao Jian arrived at the death camp, he still looked at his newly obtained armor.

New armor.

From a certain perspective, a good pair of armor almost makes you more life!

But what the Death Camp does is originally a life without death, and one more life...

Can it be used?

Cao Jian felt a little scared.

Could it be that I was too close to Cao Ren just now?

But in Shandong, don’t we all require following the leaders?

Although Cao Jian knew in his heart that if he could complete this task, he would naturally be one level higher than other military academies and would even be promoted to the Chief Commander!

but……

Why do you have to fight for the carrot pit that can be occupied by relationships?

Isn’t it normal to make a meal of dumplings in Shandong for two or three plates of vinegar? Why did he become a person who had to fight for his own life?

Cao Jian was like drinking a large plate of vinegar in one sip, and his chest and abdomen felt sore, which made him feel very uncomfortable. Therefore, when he arrived at the camp, he saw the soldiers in the camp being lazy and suddenly became angry.

Especially when he saw a suicide soldier squatting aside and boiling medicine and ignoring him at all, an unknown anger suddenly rushed straight to Cao Jian's sky spirit cover!

If we talk about the place where we come first and then go to the military camp, perhaps the death camp is the death camp.

The longer you can stay in the suicide camp, the naturally there is something unique. The new recruits who join the suicide camp often need to be accepted by other veterans after one or two wars.

In addition, most of the soldiers in the Death Camp were rebellious, and they might even have violated military laws in other camps, and then filled them into the Death Camp to atone for their sins. Therefore, most of these people didn't care much about the level of military academy like Cao Jian. If Cao Ren came in person, he would give him some face. What is Cao Jian's thing?

Cao Jian was also young and energetic. He thought that these dirty and blind guys dared to ignore him. In his anger, he couldn't help but step forward and kicked the old man over the pottery pot that was boiling medicine.

"It's so fucking enough to die, but I'm still making a lot of medicine!"

Cao Jian felt that his reasons were very reasonable and imposing.

Isn't this the case?

The soldiers who entered the suicide camp were almost waiting for death. Perhaps some people could really get merit, leave, or even be promoted in the war, but most soldiers in the suicide camp were dead.

Since that's the case, what medicine should I boil?

The boiling medicine was poured on the face of veteran Zhao Shiqi, and a bunch of blisters were burned.

"The thief is in charge! Get out of line!"

Cao Jian shouted fiercely.

The old man didn't stand up, just stared at the medicine jar that had been kicked over. Even the blisters on his face did not let him move.

『Hehehehe…』

"hehe……"

"The fool is here."

『I've watched the show...』

Some soldiers slowly walked out of the death camp, and then either squatted, leaned, or simply sat cross-legged on the stone, but they all stared at Cao Jian and the soldiers brought by Cao Jian with a look of looking at the monkey.

The several Cao army soldiers who followed Cao Jian were obviously more experienced than Cao Jian. Seeing that the momentum was wrong, they took two steps back and left Cao Jian in front, which was clearly like saying that we didn't know this guy.

Cao Jian is a military academy, and he is not qualified to have any private soldiers. The guards of the Cao army who followed him are also the ones who treat people. Among these people, many of them are Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, and there are old tattoos with the word "Soldier" on their foreheads. They are exactly the same as the tattoos on the heads of some soldiers in the death camp.

This old tattoo is the mark of the mark after the Qingzhou Yellow Turban surrendered to Cao Cao.

At the beginning, perhaps it was just to distinguish these people from other Yellow Turban thieves who refused to surrender, but now, this method of marking is somewhat a bit of a means of disposing of criminals and a means of humiliation.

"What are you...you're doing?!"

Cao Jian swallowed, Qiying was on his face. He was a little confused. Why did these soldiers not look like they were afraid of him at all, and they were different from the soldiers in the Cao army camp at all!

A group of people slowly surrounded Cao Jian.

The friction of the iron armor was like some kind of ferocious beast grinding its teeth.

Zhao Shiqi pulled open his torn jacket, revealing the old wooden talisman on his waist, and roared hoarsely, his eyes were blood red, like a mad dog that ate people, "Where did you come from?! When I was fighting against Guandu with a rocket, you kid was still playing with a bamboo horse with bare ass! I'll pay me a medicine!"

"Come! Come! Take him down!"

Cao Jian shouted, but no one cared about it.

Whether it was the soldiers he brought, or the other soldiers in the camp who died, they were laughing, expressionless, or turned their heads away after looking at them.

The military law is very strict, but in the death camp, the military law is a joke.

I am not afraid of death, are I still afraid of military laws?

These veterans may be afraid of chronic things such as illness, loneliness, and repeated torture of them, but they are not afraid of death.

Even for them, death can achieve the final peace...

During the pulling and arguing, a cloth bag in Zhao Shiqi's arms fell to the ground, and half a rusty "Wuzhu" money rolled out.

Zhao Shiqi stared at the rolling Wuzhu coins, and suddenly became a little ferocious and crazy on his face. He grabbed Cao Jian's armor, and punched him on Cao Jian's head, "Are you Cao's surname?! The surname Cao's surname is lying! The surname Cao's surname is Cao, it's so hard for you to lie to us!"

『Let him go!』

『Don't do it!』

"You guys get out of here!"

The soldiers who followed Cao Jian saw that the momentum was wrong, so they had no choice but to step forward. He could watch Cao Jian be beaten and slapped in the face, but he could not let Cao Jian be beaten to death like this, otherwise they would be implicated.

But Zhao Shiqi was obviously mentally stimulated, so where could he recover Qingming Festival in the short time?

The Wuzhu coins rolled to the ground and were contaminated with mud.

The riots spread like wildfire.

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When Cao Ren rode his horse into the death camp, he saw more than a dozen death soldiers in the middle of the camp. Zhao Shiqi was pressing on Cao Jian's throat with a gap sword.
To be continued...