"I really didn't expect..."

After the Northern Army withdrew that day, Dong Zhuo summoned the lieutenants of the fifth battalion to the commander's office, and pretended to be a sentence full of regret and incredible emotion as the opening of the military discussion.

Although he only said five words and did not explain anything in detail, the lieutenants of the Fifth Battalion present seemed to have a clear understanding of their hearts. They all looked gloomy and silent, especially Liu Jiang, the infantry captain who almost ruined the entire Northern Army infantry battalion, was stunned at this moment, with a silence, and his eyes were lost, wandering outside the sky, as if he was guessing how much he would deal with the court after he learned the bad news.

The spirit is gone!

Liu Jiang, the infantry captain, has lost the aura that he had not even taken Dong Zhuo seriously earlier.

Dong Zhuo was very relieved to tell the truth in his heart. Although he admired Liu Jiang's courage to "cut off his arm" during the siege, given that this person repeatedly provoked him, Dong Zhuo would not have any good face to him. However, Dong Zhuo was too lazy to ridicule and attack him again and again.

"Everyone, what should we do next?"

Dong Zhuo glanced at the silence of the Fifth Battalion Captain present with his bright eyes. Although his words seemed to be asking, in fact, Dong Zhuo did not think these people would say any constructive suggestions. It was obvious that the high-ranking Fifth Battalion Captains were stunned by the Yellow Turbans of Guangzong in this siege, and perhaps they had not yet completely come back to their senses.

Sure enough, after waiting for more than ten days, the coach's office was still silent, which made Dong Zhuo laugh in his heart.

However, even though he smiled secretly, Dong Zhuo would still not forget the posture he should have. After all, his conspiracy with Zhang Huang is far more than just framing a mere Northern Army infantry battalion.

"Bang--!"

With a loud bang, Dong Zhuo, who deliberately pretended to be angry, slapped the table in front of him with a palm. His whole face seemed to be stained with ink, and the blackness was terrifying.

"Everyone talks to me!" he roared angrily.

Suddenly, when Dong Zhuo was scared, the lieutenants of the Fifth Battalion trembled all over. Then, they raised their heads and looked at Dong Zhuo in a daze.

"Before the war, they all said it was nice, and they would definitely take Guangzong, but now? Has Guangzong taken it?!"

As Dong Zhuo asked questions like a roar, the lieutenants of the Fifth Battalion immediately lowered their heads, especially the infantry lieutenant Liu Jiang. Seeing his eyes closed and sighing from time to time, he seemed to be in despair.

"Dong Shuai..."

At this time, the archery captain Ma Riyi spoke with difficulty, "Dong Shuai Mingjian, this battle was not slack in our Northern Army, but it was really the thief of Guangzong..."

Speaking of this, Ma Riyi couldn't help but sigh again.

To be fair, this siege battle did not have any technical content, it was just infantry advancement and archers to cover and shoot. But the fault was that the Guangzong Yellow Turban seemed to be quite experienced in guarding against the cover and shooting of the Northern Army Sound Battalion. He prepared a large number of wooden boards in advance and held them above his head. Although this move could not block the arrows of the sound camp archers, it was undeniable. This method reduced the Guangzong Yellow Turban by at least 30% of the casualties. What was even more incredible was that no one expected that the brave and fierce and fearless Northern Turban would fail in this battle, and he could not completely suppress the Guangzong Yellow Turban during the head-on confrontation.

The only strange strategy that makes people feel their eyes lit up is that the infantry captain Liu Jiang still fought to the death when facing such heavy casualties as the infantry under his command. The strange strategy of the Chief Water Camp cavalry rushing directly up the city wall along the corpse below the city was also dead because of a fire released by the Yellow Turban of Guangzong at the right time.

[It's such a pity!]

When Ma Rizhen thought of this, he couldn't help but feel regretful.

You should know that if the Yellow Turban of Guangzong did not fire that fire, then the cavalry of Changshui Camp would be able to rush up to the city wall along the mountainous corpses under the city at the right time. It would be only a matter of time before the Guangzong was conquered. Unfortunately, the fire completely blocked the way of the cavalry of Changshui Camp, and at the same time burned out the corpses under the city, making this strange plan difficult to replicate.

“……There may be a helping person!”

Ma Riyi finished this sentence with difficulty.

Yes, in his opinion, the siege of the Yellow Turbans of Guangzong must have been made by skilled advisers behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could he set fire to the mountains of corpses under the city so coincidentally before the cavalry of Changshui Camp was about to take action?

Ma Riyi, who looked depressed, did not notice. When he said the word "Expert", Dong Zhuo glanced at Li Ru, who looked as usual, without leaving any trace.

Yes, as Ma Rizhen said, the Yellow Turbans of Guangzong did have help from this siege battle, and the skill of this strategist was far above Ma Rizhen's imagination. After all, Li Ru predicted the process of this siege battle when he met Zhang Huang a few days ago. At that time, Li Ru reminded Zhang Huang that the Northern Army might make a fuss about the corpses under the city, and asked Zhang Huang and Guo Tai to set fire to the corpses as soon as they noticed that there were signs of movement of the Northern Army's Changshui Camp and Yueqi Camp.

It has to be said that Li Ru is a talented and vicious person who predicts the progress of the battlefield and the viciousness of directly burning the corpses of soldiers on both sides of the enemy and us without mercy.

Sometimes, the key to victory in a war is only "thinking" and "unexpected". Infantry Captain Liu Jiang thought of that strange strategy, so he got the opportunity and possibility to defeat the Guangzong Yellow Turbans; and Li Ru predicted this in advance, which means that Liu Jiang and the Northern Army had no chance to win any more.

This is the most direct role that strategists can show in the battle situation.

"Your words...are you suggesting that Dong should reply like this when he was questioned by the court?"

Dong Zhuo looked at Ma Riyan coldly.

When Ma Riyi heard this, his face changed slightly. He quickly lowered his head and claimed the crime, "Shishou Dong forgives his crime, and he has no intention of expelling his humble position."

"I don't know you're afraid!" Dong Zhuo snorted coldly, then glanced at the Fifth Battalion Captain and said coldly, "Before Dong took office, he received a secret letter from the court, and summed up his text, there is only one meaning, that is, to eliminate the Yellow Turban as soon as possible and win the beauty!... Now, just Guangzong will make us lose!"

"..." The captain of the Fifth Battalion remained silent and allowed Dong Zhuo to vent his anger.

After yelling one after another, Dong Zhuo seemed a little tired, waved his hand impatiently and said, "Forget it! Don't want to say anything else, just wait and know the shame before you can bravely attack the city!"

[Continue to attack the city?]

The lieutenants of the Fifth Battalion were stunned, including Liu Jiang, who opened her eyes in surprise when she heard this sentence, looked at Dong Zhuo dazed.

"Dong Shuai said... continue to attack the city?" Ma Riyi asked with difficulty.

When Dong Zhuo heard this, his two thick eyebrows suddenly became cold and asked coldly, "Do you have any objections?"

Although I already felt Dong Zhuo's displeasure, Ma Riyi still felt that he had to say something: "Dong Shuai Mingjian, our Northern Army infantry battalion is suffering heavy casualties, and it is probably difficult to attack the city..."

Before he finished speaking, Dong Zhuo suddenly stood up, kicked the table in front of him that had been smashed by him, and shouted angrily, "Do you mean to ask Dong to follow Lu Zigan's footsteps?"

Recalling that the former head coach of the Northern Army, Lu Zhi, was considered passive by the emperor to respond to the battle for many days and was tied up to Luoyang for crimes, Ma Riyi suddenly stopped talking and did not dare to say anything more, because at this moment, he only said a few days of rest, which was equivalent to planning to let Dong Zhuo, as the head coach, take the blame.

Now, Dong Zhuo jumped up when he heard this, pointed at the lieutenant of the Fifth Battalion and cursed. "You bastards, you still want to ask me to take the blame after being defeated?... I tell you the truth, you must attack even if you attack, and you must attack even if you don't attack! If anyone responds negatively, ask the court to punish me, I will kill you first!"

Faced with Dong Zhuo so angry, even if Dong Zhuo pointed at his nose and cursed, the lieutenants of the fifth battalion did not dare to feel any anger in their hearts. Instead, they had to appease the head coach who had just taken office.

"Dong Shuai calms down, Dong Shuai calms down."

"We have no intention of responding to the challenge..."

After saying good things, Dong Zhuo calmed down at the right time. He sat in the main seat again and looked at the captain of the Fifth Battalion and snorted coldly.

If you fight, you must fight!

You have to fight if you don’t fight! Otherwise, your own group of people would be eaten by this coach.

But the question is, now that the infantry battalion has been crippled, how should we attack the city?

Thinking of this, Ma Riyi stood up and asked, "Dong Shuai Mingjian, we are absolutely slacking off, but... the infantry battalion suffered heavy casualties, who should be the pioneer?"

"Um..." Dong Zhuo thought for a moment after hearing this, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Changshui Captain Mu Mu, and said in a deep voice, "Changshui Camp!"

[What? Changshuiying?]

The captains of the fifth camp looked at each other, and after a moment, Ma Riyi said with difficulty, "But... Dong Shuai, Changshui Camp is a cavalry, how can he attack the city?"

"Are cavalrymen just infantry after getting off the horse?!" Dong Zhuo glanced at Ma Riyi with a cold look and said arrogantly.

[This... is extremely ridiculous!]

The lieutenants of the Fifth Battalion looked at each other again. Asking a brave and warlike cavalry to dismount as infantry? This is simply the biggest joke in the world!

But the embarrassing thing is that no one dares to raise objections at this time. After all, the five lieutenants could see that the head coach in front of him seemed extremely afraid of following in the footsteps of his predecessor Lu Zhi. If anyone dares to say something else, the head coach might really be eager to draw his sword at each other.

The only person who dares to stand up at this time is probably the only one who dares to stand up at the beginning of the year. After all, this is related to the life and death of his soldiers.

"Master, I think this is inappropriate!"

"Oh? Why?" Dong Zhuo looked at Muro Cro with a very lethal look, and slowly stood up.

"Changshui Camp... is a cavalry, not good at attacking the city!"

Facing Dong Zhuo's threatening eyes, although Mu Mu was uneasy, he had to object. After all, the vanguard troops siege the city were almost equivalent to cannon fodder. How could his warlike Knights of Changshui Camp end such a fate?

For a moment, the whole handsome man was silent.

It is undeniable that Matteo was right, but the problem is that he should not raise objections at this time.

[This guy... can't you tell that Dong Eijiao is already forced to do anything?]

The other four captains looked at Mutant Mama with anxious expressions, and the confrontation between Mutant Mamama and Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo looked at Mutton coldly and asked word by word, "Do you... don't fight?"

"Can't fight!" Mu Mu shook his head firmly, because he knew very well that Changshui Camp, which was not good at fighting on the flat ground, was even worse at siege. Once he took this task, it would be equivalent to being killed as cannon fodder.

"Okay! OK! OK!" Dong Zhuo let out a long sigh and shouted sternly, "Come here! Changshui Captain Matteo refused to go out to fight, pull it out and kill!"

As soon as these words came out, the house was in an uproar.

"No!" Wu Fu, the captain of Yueqi, quickly persuaded, "Stop angry!"

Immediately afterwards, the captain Ma Riyi of the Shooting School also advised, "Before fighting, killing the general first, this is undoubtedly a pain for the relatives and the enemy is happy!" As he said that, he turned his head and looked at Mutanto and whispered, "Captain Ma, take this position quickly."

Seeing Ma Riyi speaking out to persuade Mu Mu, Dong Zhuo did not interrupt, as if he was waiting for the result.

But unfortunately, Matteo actually glanced at Ma Riyi coldly and was unmoved at all. He even glanced at these colleagues who repeatedly persuaded him to appoint, as if silently ridiculing them: Why don’t you take over?

Facing Mu Mu's eyes that seemed to be able to speak, Ma Riyi, Wu Fu and Bao Hong, who repeatedly persuaded him to take the order, were immediately ashamed. To be fair, if it were them, they would never agree with the brave soldiers under their command as cannon fodder, but if it were the soldiers of other battalions, it would be a different matter. This is the bad root of human beings, and even the grandparents of Ma Riyi, the great scholar, could not be avoided.

He sarcastically mocked the three colleagues with his eyes. Matteo took a deep breath and faced Dong Zhuo with fearless eyes, as if he was saying: If you want to kill, you can kill it, but it is impossible to ask the elites under my command to die!

In this regard, even Dong Zhuo couldn't help but admire Mutant Ma's courage, but unfortunately, this is his purpose.

"cut!"

As Dong Zhuo blurted out a cold words, two guards of Dong Zhuo immediately walked into the room. They held the Mutanto who had closed his eyes and calmly died, and pulled him out of the room.

Not long after, the two guards returned again and placed a bloody head on the ground in the house. It was Changshui Captain Ma Muk.

Everyone present, including the deputy general and the marquis of the Northern Army, turned around and then looked at Dong Zhuo with a complicated expression.

Regarding Dong Zhuo's killing of Matteo M, they couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong, and they could only say that they had different positions.

"Liu Jiang!"

Dong Zhuo suddenly pointed Liu Jiang's name.
To be continued...