Chapter 105 Lin Mo’s serial plan

Style: Historical Author: Zhang GuliangWords: 4180Update Time: 24/02/20 16:36:13
When everyone was summoned to the central military tent by Cao Cao, they were still whispering, probably thinking that it was time to attack Ankou County.

After all, Lu Bu had just been beaten to the point of running away with his head in his arms, so he should go all out with the momentum of a great victory as the way to use his troops.

Cao Cao put his hands behind his back and walked from outside the tent to the handsome chair. After turning around and before sitting down, he pouted at Yu Jin and said, "Wen Ze, tell everyone what happened today."

"Here!"

Yu Jin turned around and faced the crowd, and recounted the story of taking people to survey the terrain and capture the scouts. This news was not shocking, but it also gave everyone in the tent a hint of war smoke.

"Sikong, the last general is willing to lead people to rob the food and grass that Lu Bu sent to Liu Bei. If Liu Jun is short of food, he may be able to defeat himself!" In the battle at Donglinkou, Lu Bu just retreated from the front and watched the opponent leave in a swaggering manner. Xu Chu felt very humiliated and wanted to vent his anger whenever he found an opportunity.

"General Zhongkang is the general of our army. Why bother to do such a trivial matter personally? Why not lead a thousand cavalry to rob the grain!" The person who spoke was Li Tong.

He said that Xu Chu was a general, which was a shame. Xu Chu was just a guard general now, and he, Li Tong, was the Zhenwei Zhonglang General worshiped by the imperial court, a real two thousand stone official.

However, he only came to Cao Ying last year and has never had the opportunity to make achievements. Of course he didn't want to let go of such a relaxing and enjoyable job.

There are also those who are dismissive, such as Yu Jin, Le Jin, and Cao Chun, who are too lazy to make this trip for such merit.

Cao Cao remained silent and looked at Cheng Yu, Guo Jia, and Du Xi, "What do you say?"

Cheng Yu was the first to stand up and bow, "Sikong, Liu Bei fled here for a long distance, and there should be no supplies of food and grass, so I feel that this letter is indeed true."

Du Xi also said: "I second the proposal."

This is not Xuzhou, and there is no second Mi family in Anfeng. After Yuan Shu, most of the places here were in ruins, and most of the county towns that were still well preserved were divided by powerful families. It is indeed impossible for Liu Bei to raise food.

Looking at it this way, the letter must be true.

Then, there is the second worry.

Cao Cao and Guo Jia, apart from the relationship of principals and ministers, more often than not seem to be friends who have been together for many years, and the latter will understand each other with just one look.

He rolled his eyes and analyzed: "After thinking about it carefully, it should be true. First, if you take the main road from Panshi'ao to Ankou, there is only one ambush point, which is Donglinkou. If you take a detour through the mountains, there will be no ambush at all. land, so it is unlikely to be a ploy to lure the enemy;

Secondly, the letter said that it was requesting five thousand shi of food and grass. A mere five thousand shi of food and grass, and an accompanying army of five hundred troops and horses were enough, so it was difficult to carry out a counterattack. "

Cao Cao stroked his short beard and closed his eyes in deep thought.

No matter from the terrain or the analysis of the battle situation, this really does not seem like there is any conspiracy hidden there.

"Okay, although Ankou County is a small town, casualties are inevitable in a strong attack. If we can cut off its food and grass, we can immediately pull out Liu Bei's thorn in the flesh without any effort."

Cao Cao sat upright again, raised his hands for a moment, and ordered: "Send multiple scouts to keep a close eye on Lu Jun's camp. The food transport team will probably leave the camp at night, so they must keep an eye on me!"

"Here!"

Usually when the number of people exceeds 50,000, the military camp and the grain and grass camp are separated. This is because the large amount of grain and grass will affect the activities of the sergeants in the camp. Generally, only five to ten days of rations are kept in the camp. That’s it.

But like the current situation of 20,000 to 30,000 people, most people choose to make the camp wider, and the food and grass are piled in designated locations.

Therefore, as long as we keep an eye on the camp, the grain truck will definitely not be able to hide from the scouts when it comes out.

Cao Cao was not worried that Yu Jin would shoot down Liu Bei's scouts and prevent Lu Bu from receiving the letter asking for food and supplies. Generally, in important situations, he would send out three to five scouts one after another, so that even if something happened along the way, there would always be someone there. A group of people arrived.

Panshiao Camp, after two days of distillation, has obtained hundreds of kilograms of medical alcohol.

The price was that all the wine used for celebrations in the camp was wiped clean. Even Lu Bu shook his head and couldn't help but cursed him as a prodigal.

In this era of scarce supplies, wine is inherently a luxury product. After all, it needs to be brewed with grain.

And the wine in the entire military camp only contains such a small amount of alcohol, which is really hard not to feel distressed.

However, the practicality of medical alcohol is still very high. Although it consumes some food, it is worth it.

At least, alcohol played a very high role in these wounded people.

Especially for the seriously injured, you must know that in this era, the number of lives lost due to wound infection and inflammation due to the lack of sterilization conditions is comparable to the number of people who died directly on the battlefield.

Moreover, the effect is immediate. At least the sergeants who have applied medical alcohol rarely have a fever.

Because fever is one of the symptoms of wound infection and inflammation, the reduction of this situation means that more people will survive. The military doctor couldn't help but praise: "Master Lin has really made a difference, and ordered me to Eye-opening, eye-opening.”

For a time, Lin Mo was deified again in the wounded barracks.

For Lin Mo, it was just alcohol extracted from rice wine, but for the wounded soldiers, it was a kind of kindness, which was a kind of kindness.

Then, another label was added to Lin Mo's body: magical medical skills.

"What kind of medical power is this? If penicillin can be extracted, it will be called a real medical power." Lin Mo smiled and shrugged.

"What is penicillin?" Witnessing the refining and use of medical alcohol to its immediate effects, the old swindler Jia Xu's impression of Lin Mo skyrocketed.

Especially after these two days of contact, he found that Lin Mo was completely different from the young, successful and incoherent person he imagined.

Even in his early years, he has made achievements that are dazzling enough to attract the attention of the world, but he does not think highly of himself at all. He does not even have the unruly energy of young people, and he has a somewhat mature air.

It's just that sometimes he's cunning and a bit of a thief.

But it is precisely because of this that he looks more like an ordinary person, without feeling that he is detached from the world and inaccessible.

This is really contrary to his simple old father-in-law.

Jia Xu felt that as a friend, Lin Mo was first-rate; as a new generation of Lu Jun leader, and able to make Lu Bu obey his words, the future of this team is indeed promising.

Maybe Jia Xu himself didn't realize that the idea of ​​escaping from Guangling City had been unknowingly downplayed and forgotten during the few days he spent with Lin Mo.

"A magical tool that is more powerful than medical alcohol. It's a pity that I can't make it now." Extracting penicillin is not too difficult. You only need to let the cantaloupe become moldy and remove it from the mold.

But separation requires sophisticated instruments, which is simply not possible in this day and age.

When he went to the wounded barracks again, Wei Yue was still unconscious and had symptoms of fever. However, the military doctor said that as long as the decoction could still be taken in the mouth, it was not considered ineffective.

Although he is not among the eight strong generals, when it comes to toughness, among the eight strong generals, except for Zhang Liao who is ahead of him and Zang Ba who can compete with him, the others are not as good as him.

Lin Mo certainly hopes that such a tough guy can survive.

Zhang Xiu and Xu Sheng looked much better. Perhaps the medical alcohol had an effect on their wounds, or perhaps their own physiques were different from ordinary people. In short, they seemed to be fine.

Therefore, Lin Mo felt that it was time to have a chat with him.

"General Zhang, I heard that your spear master inherited the spear prodigy Tong Yuan, is this relevant?" Lin Mo sat on the couch where Xu Sheng was lying on his stomach and asked Zhang Xiu who was lying aside.

The latter nodded silently, but with a suspicious look on his face, "Yunwen is so young, how come he knows this secret matter."

The battlefield is not a martial arts forest. No one will ask you which sect you are from. It is a place where you see the real seal on the weapons and see who can survive.

Therefore, this issue is rarely mentioned by anyone, and Zhang Xiu will not take the initiative to talk about it. Only few people know about it.

"I accidentally heard someone say that he had met the Master, and I learned from him. I was just curious, so I asked more."

Zhang Xiu didn't think there was anything wrong with Lin Mo's words. Master Tong Yuan's name was still very loud.

He is as famous as Wang Yue, the Huben general of the imperial court, and is skilled in both spear and sword.

However, Lu Bu, who was standing in front of Wei Yue, couldn't help turning his head to look at Lin Mo. Did this son-in-law have his own spies? He probably knew too much.

"Then, has General Zhang heard of Zhao Yun's name?"

"Zi Long?"

Zhang Xiu frowned, "He is my junior brother, how come Yunwen knows Zilong?"

Hearing this, a flash of light flashed before Lin Mo's eyes, and even Lu Bu couldn't help but move away from Wei Yue's bed and walked to Zhang Xiu.

"I just heard about it. I heard that this man is as good at shooting as General Zhang. My father-in-law sent people to Changshan many times to deliver messages, but he didn't reply."

Lin Mo then moved his buttocks and said with a smile: "Since General Zhang and Zhao Yun have the same friendship, why not send a letter to persuade him to surrender.

In this way, the general can get together with Zhao Yun from the same family and serve his father-in-law together, which is also a good deal! "

"Yes, yes, I really want to see him." Lu Bu agreed.

At the beginning, Lu Bu was a little dismissive of Zhao Yun, and he only tried to write a letter because Lin Mo opened his mouth.

Later, I discovered that after writing more than a dozen letters to him, the other party was indifferent, so I became slightly interested.

After all, over the past year or so, his strength has soared, and even Cao Cao has to be wary of it. Zhao Yun can endure it, so he must have some ability.

Seeing the high spirits of the couple, Zhang Xiu sneered, "I practiced marksmanship under my master for eight years. I came out to help after receiving a letter from my uncle. Zilong only entered the master half a year before I left. , he just tied his hair back then, and now it’s been more than ten years, I don’t know.”

Understand, the implication is that my relationship with him has only been classmates for half a year. He was a little kid when we first met, and since we haven’t seen each other for many years, it’s hard to tell whether he can remember me as a person.

Lu Bu's eyes flashed with disappointment.

People, it's always like this, what you don't get is always turbulent.

"Please give General Zhang a try. It doesn't matter whether he succeeds or not." Lin Mo was still full of confidence.

"It's simple, and it doesn't take much trouble to write a letter."

Zhang Xiu pursed his lips and wondered: "I have only met the master once in Guanzhong in these years. He once said that Zilong had defected to Gongsun Zan. Now the whole territory of Youzhou has fallen into Yuan Shao's hands, and I don't know whether Zilong What's going on with Long, I don't even know where he is, how can he communicate?"

At this time, Lu Bu couldn't help but mutter in his heart, his fellow apprentices don't know where Zhao Yun is, how come my son-in-law knows everything.

"Changshan, Zhending, Zhaojiacun."

Seeing Zhang Xiu's surprised look, Lin Mo quickly explained, "I sent someone to inquire."

Zhang Xiu then showed his original expression, then nodded and said, "In that case, I'll write a letter over here."

The impression of Zhao Yun in Zhang Xiu's mind is still that of the fifteen-year-old boy back then.

Of course he wouldn't know that this junior brother who had only been with the same school for half a year had already surpassed him in marksmanship, otherwise he would have been tempted when he was in Wancheng.

Of course, now that Lin Mo had spoken, he didn't care about writing a letter.

Not long after Zhang Xiu left, when Weng and his son-in-law were preparing to go out to inspect the military camp, Gao Shun ran in, first made a bow, and then said:

"It has been three days and I have only received four letters from Liu Bei. It seems that one of them did fall into Cao Cao's hands."

The two men, Weng and son-in-law, looked at each other and smiled slyly in tacit understanding.

Jia Xu on the side smiled and said: "There are bandits everywhere in the Anfeng area, but after the three armies faced off here, the surrounding bandits had already heard the news and fled. They must have been robbed by Cao's army."

"This batch of food and grass is related to Liu Bei's life and death, and there is no place to ambush along the way. Cao Cao will definitely send people to rob the food!" Lu Bu was very excited and began to analyze it eloquently.

"Then this matter is only half done."

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief and thought that Cao Cao had no reason not to take action. "Next, just wait for the food and grass to enter Cao's camp. Then this matter will be more than half successful."

"When are you going to send out the grain truck?" Lu Bu asked intently.

"Without further delay, it's best to send out the grain truck tonight."

Lin Mo groped his chin, thought for a moment, and continued: "But the soldiers accompanying the army must do their best."

Gao Shun, who was paralyzed on the side, took over the words directly, "Yunwen can rest assured about this. I started looking for candidates when you gave the order three days ago."

Lin Mo nodded with satisfaction. In this way, there was indeed no problem.

To be on the safe side, he still looked at Jia Xu, "What do you think, Mr. Jia?"

"Very good, very good."

Jia Xu smiled and stroked his black and white beard, nodded and said: "Yunwen's plan is watertight and interconnected. I think that although Cao Cao has a lot of advisers under his command, he is determined to be unstoppable."

This chain of calculations was not a conspiracy, and Jia Xu also knew it, but after all, the city was too deep and the calculations were long-term. Even if Guo Jia and others could guess the second level, they would never be able to get past Lin Mo's third level.

It was after hearing this plan that Jia Xu firmly believed that staying with Lu Bu was a wise move!

(End of chapter)