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Score twice

Seeing that the defeat was unstoppable, Fan Chou ordered the troops to withdraw their troops and retreat to the camp outside the city.

Of the 2,000 Chang'an garrison who had left the city to fight, there were now less than 500 left.

Dried blood clots smeared on their faces, forming a thick crust, and their hair was sticky and messy, embedded in deep wounds where bones were visible, and was smoothed away by plaster.

"Master Shaofu, have we won?" They supported each other, exhausted, could hardly stand, and even their voices were trembling.

"Victory." Zhongping dismounted and placed the bleeding flag in his left hand at the city gate. He straightened his back, walked step by step in front of the scarred soldiers, and smiled: "Big

win."

The soldiers were quiet for a moment.

"Win! Win!"

The guards on the city wall and outside the city gate were relieved and suddenly burst into cheers.

Sikongfu

When Zhang Xi heard the news of the frontline's victory, the chess pieces placed beside the chessboard for counting were in the wrong position. He looked at the chess pieces entering the center of the chessboard, and his shriveled fingers tensed invisible to the naked eye.

"I lost this round."

"Narrow victory."

The corner of Wang Yun's mouth under his beard twitched, which seemed to be a bit of a smile.

Zhang Xi picked up the scattered copper wire betting chips, wiped them carefully, and placed them next to the betting board again.

"I accepted this fish." Wang Yun picked up the whitebait that was used as a lucky draw and deliberately stayed in front of Zhang Xi for a while before slowly putting it into his sleeves.

Zhang Xi rearranged the chess pieces according to the positions of Xiao, Lu, Pheasant, Du, and Ersai, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

"Situ, do you want to play a game of chess with Xi again?"

The deep-set eyes on Wang Yun's old face sparkled faintly.

"Si Bai, Jiu Si: 'You may jump into the abyss, there is no blame.'"

Wang Yun threw it casually, and the chopsticks turned up white, and the dark green owl chess piece fell steadily into the chessboard.

If you throw chopsticks and get four whites, Xiaoqi can jump out of the water and return to the normal chess path.

Corresponding to the fourth line of the Qian hexagram: Jiu Si: You may jump into the abyss, there is no blame.

Up and down are impermanent, and this is not evil. Advances and retreats are inconstant, and they are not out of the crowd. A gentleman advances in virtue and cultivates his career in a timely manner, so there is no blame.

Judging from the hexagrams of this hexagram, Jiu Si begins to enter the upper hexagram, and the Yang Yao is in the soft position and loses its position, making it appear unstable.

Those who get this hexagram should have a basis for advance and retreat.

"I think it's enough to play this chess game here."

Wang Yun stood up, grabbed another silverbait on the table, pushed it towards Zhang Xi, and said meaningfully: "Why bother striving to make progress? Look at this game, how much do you win or lose if you make progress?"

Zhang Xi took the silverbait pushed over by Wang Yun, his eyes dim and unclear.

above the city wall

Zhongpei squatted on the ground, holding a wet cloth in his left hand and meticulously wiped the faces of the dead soldiers clean.

He arranged the clothes for each corpse, then sat aside and scrawled the names of the dead soldiers.

He couldn't remember everyone's names, so every time he wiped a face, he would go back and ask people who knew him in the city about the name, age and place of origin of the deceased.

Zhongping did it very seriously.

He could not give these dead soldiers the commemoration and honor they deserved, but he thought that he must at least give them a place to return.

"If there are still relatives in the city, the body and pension will be handed over to the family; if there are no relatives, but there are people from the same hometown, report it to me first, and then the body and pension will be handed over to me after the understanding is complete; if there are no relatives and no hometown, the body will be handed over to them.

Then he was buried under the banner at the city gate, and his condolences were distributed with his colleagues."

Zhongpei whispered, and he tied the linen cloths with names, ages and places of origin around the waists of the corresponding corpses one by one.

The moment he stood up, his eyes were black, his legs were sore, and he almost fell down.

After all, the force value of 30 was still too low. He chased Zhang Ji across the battlefield several times, and his body was almost torn apart.

Although his character has exploded and he has not been seriously injured in the flash of swords, he does not have the "Invulnerability to Ten Thousand Swords" buff after all, so it is simply unrealistic to escape unscathed from the battlefield.

Zhong Ping's right hand behind his back was twitching slightly. There was still half an arrow buried in his right shoulder, which he had never pulled out.

Li Jue was very anxious.

He remembered that when Jia Xu proposed to him a surprise attack on Chang'an, he said that it would not be difficult for Zhang and Fan to cause riots in Chang'an.

But now Lu Bu still shows no signs of returning to Chang'an, and even after being restrained from his anger, his attacks became more fierce every day.

Is this plan really feasible? Or should I really place all my hopes on those two people?

Li Jue didn't know how many times he thought to himself like this.

Jia Xu was also confused. In his expectation, Chang'an should be captured in just one day. Could it be that someone saw his plan and took precautions in advance?

If it is Xun You, it is not impossible, but will Wang Yun really hand over the power of city defense to Xun You?

Jia Xu's eyes were full of doubt.

No, it's impossible. Wang Yun will only find someone who is easy to control, lacks foundation in the court, and cannot be accepted into any faction to take charge of the army.

There seem to be many such people in the DPRK.

But no matter what Jia Xu thought, he could not find among those people in his mind who had outstanding strategies, could arrange troops and formations, and had enough reputation.

The general who defends the city can make the officials unable to attack directly even if they are dissatisfied.

"General, I'm afraid there's something wrong with the previous plan. I have another plan that may be useful."

Jia Xu saluted respectfully. He spoke very slowly. When he paused, he would always raise his eyes slightly to peek at the expression on Li Jue's face from the corner of his sleeves. He would only dare to continue to say the next sentence after confirming that his expression was normal.

Li Jue suppressed the suspicion surging in his heart and withdrew his subordinates, telling Jia Xu not to worry and to tell him his plan directly.

"The general only needs to do this..."

Jia Xu came close to Li Jue and whispered a few words.

"good!"

After hearing this, Li Jue slapped his thigh, his heart relaxed, and he said happily: "This plan will definitely work!"
Chapter completed!