Liu Bei's 5,000 men defeated Yuan Shu's 80,000 men. The Battle of Huaiyin shocked all the provinces and shocked thousands of people.
The month before, Liu Bei's 30,000-man army was unable to defeat Yuan Shu's 100,000-man army. They were stolen by Lu Bu and retreated steadily, all the way to Haixi County. In recent days, in two consecutive battles, Yuan Shu was defeated with less than one-tenth of his troops. Yuan Shu was unable to fight back. It was like a new army. He used ingenious strategies and tricks, like a god's help.
For a time, everyone's attention was focused on the insignificant county of Guangling County in Xuzhou. Especially Cao Cao, who had been eyeing Xuzhou covetously, and Sun Ce, who was planning to conquer Yangzhou. They all wanted to find out why Liu Beijun was able to defeat him in a short period of time. In just a few days, he transformed and became a god.
Only Liu Beijun knew this because they had welcomed the most powerful military advisor to date, the twenty-two-year-old Zhao Chen.
He was an ordinary-looking young man, carrying a strange bag, with short hair that seemed out of place in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. He was wearing a T-shirt and a pair of small denim shorts, and his pair of Adidas shoes were clean and shiny.
When they first crossed over, the people in Zhaojia Village thought that the man in front of them was a lunatic. Not only was he dressed strangely, but he even dared to shave his hair. The people naturally thought that he was a man who had made mistakes and was executed. He had received a crucifixion. (In ancient times, people had their heads shaved after committing crimes), and no one wanted to get close to him.
Therefore, when Zhao Chen rushed out to stop Liu Bei's army, Chen Dao drew his sword and faced him as soon as he saw him. As a guard, no one dared to take it lightly.
Liu Bei, on the other hand, didn't care about Zhao Chen's image at all. Maybe he knew that people should not be judged by their appearance.
This made Zhao Chen feel very comfortable.
The next day, Zhao Chen didn't get up until very late. The hangover from last night made him still dizzy.
There was no one in the tent, and all kinds of toiletries were neatly placed.
Zhao Chen thought of the scene last night when he was changing cups and cups, and he chuckled: "This Zhang Fei, he drinks so much that he never stops drinking! It makes me still a little dizzy now."
He got up and rummaged through the contents of his bag to see if there was any tea he could make to sober himself up.
When he was studying at Agricultural University, several friends in his dormitory drank together. He liked to drink strong tea to sober up after a hangover. It was safe and effective.
After searching for a long time and not finding any tea leaves, I had no choice but to give up.
Zhao Chen thought to himself that with Zhang Fei in Liu Bei's camp, drinking would be indispensable in the days to come. If he didn't drink, he would definitely be filled with this wing virtue.
I have a natural ability to drink, so it seems I have to study how to make tea.
The sun squeezed in through the gaps in the tent. In August, although it was already the middle of autumn, the sun was still hot.
Zhao Chen stretched his body, washed up and walked out of the tent.
There were several new faces outside the camp, and Zhao Chen understood them after thinking about them carefully.
Now that he is a military advisor and does not know martial arts, Liu Bei will naturally send more personnel to protect him.
In this regard, Liu Bei is still good to Zhao Chen.
Zhang Fei was standing not far away. When he saw Zhao Chen woke up, he ran over.
"Hey, the military advisor is awake. My elder brother told me to wait for you here."
"wait for me?"
"Eldest brother said that I got you drunk last night, and I must be responsible for you today. When eldest brother came to see the military advisor in the morning, you were still asleep, military advisor, and asked me to stay. They had already entered the city early in the morning. I'm waiting for the military advisor. Wake up and go to the city together."
Zhao Chen smiled helplessly: "Yide is a real man, he can really drink!"
Zhang Fei laughed naively and said: "The military advisor is joking, where are you following me now? If I, Old Zhang, really start drinking, you all have to drink and lie down. You restrained yourself yesterday."
When Zhao Chen heard this, he quickly slipped towards Huaiyin City.
Zhang Fei followed along with two horses.
Zhao Chen was also happy. Liu Bei was so loyal that he asked Zhang Fei to come and wait for him in person.
Zhang Fei was talking and laughing while riding his horse, pointing at the mountains and rivers all the way.
"Ah, Huaiyin is a good place, with mountains, water and lakes."
But Zhao Chen didn't listen at all. He didn't know how to ride a horse. When he was in school, he only rode one on a trip to Inner Mongolia, and it still had stirrups. This horse had no stirrups, no point of strength, and he couldn't hold the horse with his feet. Zhao Chen was so upset that he didn't know how to ride a horse. Chen's stomach is churning.
After finally arriving at Huaiyin City, Zhao Chen was stunned by the scenes inside and outside the city.
I saw many people begging along the street, and skinny children lying naked on top of adults nearby.
Adults holding broken bowls were gathered in small groups, leaning on the unbroken eaves, by the city wall, and by the river.
There were still bloodstains on the ground that had not yet been cleaned up, as well as piles of grass, mud and rags. There were people rummaging around for something.
After entering the city, the road was completely covered with dirt and there was not even a decent stone slab. There are very few city residents doing business on both sides. The only shops open are grain stores and cloth stores, and nothing else.
Zhao Chen frowned.
"It is the common people who suffer from the war!"
How can those in power see the suffering of the people? Apart from blindly expropriating and plundering people's wealth and anointing, who cares about their lives and lives?
Originally living at the bottom and suffering the most suffering, it is no wonder that the Yellow Turban Army rebelled. They could no longer survive a normal life and had only one way to rebel.
Not for anything else, just for a bite to eat.
Zhao Chen lives in the 21st century. In peacetime, he has no worries about food and clothing. However, Zhao Chen knows that their life is also the result of the life and death of revolutionary martyrs.
He walked to a child, took off his clothes, put it on the child, and distributed the food he carried with him to the people who gathered around him.
"Fellow fellows, as long as you follow Liu Xuande, I guarantee that you will have food to eat!"
This scene touched Zhang Fei very much. In his heart, only his eldest brother Liu Bei cared so much about the people, and only his eldest brother worked for the people.
I didn’t expect that Zhao Chen could love the people so much at such a young age.
It was even more unexpected that Zhao Chen was still trying to win over people for his eldest brother at this time.
Zhang Fei secretly decided not to let anyone bully the military advisor in the future.
I saw Zhao Chen saying to Zhang Fei: "I'll ask Yide to inform Gongyou and Xianhe to meet at the county office later. I have something important to discuss with you. We can't let these people go hungry. Let's distribute our food to them first." "
"Military advisor Gaoyi!"
Zhang Fei took the order and left.
It was said that Mi Zhu was determined to fully support Liu Bei, and the entire Mi family was mobilized, especially their hometown far away in the East China Sea. They were counting supplies, calculating manpower, and arranging the Mi family's future business plan.
Mi Zhu knew very well that whether he could take a step further in these troubled times and bring his family into the ranks of the noble clan would depend on August 15th.
Money, food, horses, manpower and materials are nothing. There is only one thing that he has never been sure of, but it is also the most critical.
On this day in early August, Mi Zhu found his sister to discuss matters in the study.
Mi Lujun was twenty-eight years old. She was tall and graceful, well-educated and well-educated. She was already famous in the East China Sea even before she had a hairpin. Now she is as beautiful as a fairy. But everyone in the Mi family knows that although the young lady is a woman, she has her own ideas and is not bound by the world. .
Mi Lujun opened the study door, saluted, and asked, "Why do you want me to see you?"
Mi Zhu did not answer directly, but stood up and returned the greeting: "Sister, please sit down."
He met Lu Jun in person and felt a little ashamed.
The two brothers and sisters finished sitting down.
Mi Zhu said slowly: "Now that the world is in chaos and the heroes are fighting, I'm afraid the Han Dynasty will end without reform."
"Brother, although Cao Cao is holding the emperor to order the princes, this is still the Han Dynasty after all. It's better to be careful when speaking."
Mi Zhu nodded, his younger sister was very delicate.
"Our Mi family has developed so far. We can't be said to be as rich as the country, but we can still be called rich. Unfortunately, in this turbulent era, money alone is not enough. If you want to go further, you can only pursue an official career. The reason why I followed Tao Zhou Mu before is In order to allow the Mi family to have access to the imperial court, after Master Tao passed away, Xuzhou no longer had a benevolent master. Now that the opportunity has come, I plan to choose Liu Bei and deeply tie the Mi family to Liu Bei."
Mi Luyun seemed to understand, and asked: "Although Luyun is a woman, she can still appreciate the hard work that her brother has put in for the development of the family. As my brother said, is there anything Luyun can do to help? Where is Luyun?" Don’t say goodbye.”
Looking at the clear-eyed Mi Luyun, Mi Zhu felt a little reluctant. Family marriages were common, but after all, she was his sister. They had grown up together and had a deep relationship. It was his duty as an elder brother to find a suitable in-law for her.
But when it comes to political marriage, it's a matter of inner conflict.
Mi Zhu paused for a moment and said, "Liu Bei's wife is still in Xiapi."
With just a few words, the clever Mi Luyun understood.
Xiapi is now in Lu Bu's hands, and Liu Bei can't get it back, which means Liu Bei doesn't have a wife by his side. The brother called her here just to use her identity as a woman.
Suddenly, her nose felt sore, and tears fell down her cheeks unconsciously.
Mi Zhu turned his back and continued: "Now is the best time. Although Liu Bei is over thirty-five years old, he is still considered a hero of the world. He is also the queen of Zhongshan King Jing. Now that he has defeated Yuan Shu, he must have capable people to assist him. His future is bright. There is a limit. If you are betrothed to him, our Mi family will have a first-class position under Liu Bei's account from now on."
Mi Lujun wiped her tears and replied: "Brother knows that Lu Jun's wish is to marry a hero of the world. But Liu Bei is a hero, but he is already thirty-five years old. Lu Yun has just passed the age of hairpin, brother. You can't ignore Lu Yun's happiness for the sake of family interests."
A young woman who is only 28 years old will certainly feel very miserable if she marries a man twice her age.
Mi Zhu sighed: "This is also a helpless move."
At this time, Mi Fang broke in and interrupted: "Brother, I found it. The person who caused Yuan Shu to suffer two defeats was found. He is a young man, twenty-two years old, named Zhao Chen. I heard that he was Liu Bei's man in Xutai. It’s time to come and take refuge.”
Mi Zhu's eyes suddenly lit up, and a new idea formed in her heart.
"Sister, maybe there are other ways to go."
