"The Yellow Turban bandits in Julu City have gone through a series of losses. Including the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, the number is less than 60,000, of which about 30,000 elite troops are. Including those Julu people who blindly follow Zhang Jiao's teachings and are bewitched by Zhang Jiao but have not really joined the Yellow Turban bandits, totaling 20,000."

"In the court, Huang Pusong commanded about 20,000, including about 3,000 cavalry, 7,000 swords and shields, 3,000 archers, 4,000 halberds, and 3,000 spearmen. There were also about 12,000 commanded by Lu Bu, including 3,000 ordinary infantry, 1,000 camps, and 8,000 cavalry."

"But the camp has undergone a tremendous change. Although it has been completed, its combat power is still worrying. Eight thousand cavalrymen were also taken away by Zhang Liao, with the purpose of attacking Guangzong in a surprise attack. Although I don't know what the situation is, the distance water cannot quench the near thirst. This combat power should be eliminated in the short term."

"Therefore, the actual combat power is calculated by the fact that one Yellow Turban elite can match five Yellow Turban people. It is the court's 24,200 against the Yellow Turban people for 40,000. This battle can be won. But how to win and how to win at a less cost? Let's discuss it!"

Huang Pusong's eyes were shining brightly. He knew the court army and the Yellow Turban bandits in his heart, and talked endlessly about the situation between his enemies. His ups and downs and his habitual uplifting actions brought the main generals in the list into the iron blood of a golden sword and an iron horse.

When the generals listened to Huang Pusong's argument, for some reason, they suddenly threw away many distracting thoughts in their hearts, leaving only a lot of conviction.

It seems as if Emperor Pusong said that the Yellow Turban bandits of 80,000 are not 80,000 combat power, only 40,000 of which can be soldiers, and the rest are all grass mustards and piglets, and they can be suffocated even if they blow their breath.

The morale of the generals was aroused, which also meant that the morale of the big-headed soldiers under their command was indirectly aroused.

"Ginger is still the hottest thing!" Lu Bu admired Huang Pusong in his heart.

But I have to admit that what Huang Pusong said is quite reasonable. I don’t look at quantity, but only quality. What a clever way to avoid the real and boost morale!

If we look directly at the number of people and emphasize the difference in number, then 20,000 vs. 80,000 will probably make many people feel scared before they even go to the battlefield, and they are so scared!

However, Huang Pusong deliberately ignored the principle of quantitative change causing qualitative change. Whether this is the case on the surface or he does have the idea of ​​underestimating the enemy in his heart, Lu Bu must understand it, otherwise, like other generals, he would be confused about accompanying Huang Pusong to fight. If there is something, this matter would be absolutely a big deal.

However, Lu Bu thought about it again and said that he blatantly asked Huang Pusong what he said. In such an extraordinary period, Huang Pusong's friendship with him was not as good as wearing a pair of pants. I'm afraid that Huang Pusong's truth would not be so easy to tell him. On the contrary, the chance of angering Huang Pusong is a little higher.

Alas, trouble, trouble!

Lu Bu is a person who hates trouble, but sometimes in order to avoid one trouble, he has to take the initiative to fall into another trouble, such as this time.

Faced with Huang Pusong's real psychological uncertainty, Lu Bu could not watch his soldiers jump to the fire pit. Lu Bu had to choose to turn against the enemy. How to turn against the enemy? Let Huang Pusong do what he wanted according to his intentions and do what he wanted. This is definitely turn against the enemy.

"Listen to your words is better than reading for ten years. Huangpu Zhonglang's arguments made Bu suddenly realize in many aspects of marching and fighting. Huangpu Zhonglang, are you interested in listening to Bu's speech?" Lu Bu showed respect and awe-inspiring expressions, blurted out his compliments at Huangpusong, neither looking flattering nor exaggerated.

Huang Pusong nodded, and with a smile on his face, he gently caressed his long beard: This is so good, let me listen to the theory of Fengxian Gao.

Everyone carried the flower sedan chair. When Huang Pusong saw Lu Bu performing such a polite and respectful manner, he respected him the same.

Originally, Huang Pusong was disliked to be polite. If someone else had been scolded by him, he would have been angrily scolded and angrily rebuked the tent. But Lu Bu was not here because he admired Lu Bu very much and intended to show his attitude towards Lu Bu in front of the generals, and to show his appreciation of Lu Bu in front of the generals without reservation.

"With our 20,000 soldiers fighting against the Yellow Turbans, this battle must be without any force. Lord Zhonglang also said that if you win, what you are thinking about is how to win and how to win at a smaller price. Just like a lion fighting a rabbit, you don't need to use all your strength. Even if the lion chases with two legs, you can catch up with the rabbit. You can bite the rabbit with eight teeth in your mouth. You can bite the rabbit to death with a few hairs on your tail. You can strangle the rabbit to death with a few hairs on your tail." Lu Bu said with a smile.

"The lion fights against the rabbit, this analogy is a bit interesting. But I have heard a completely different argument. The wise man said that a lion fights against the rabbit, and hedgehogs also use all his strength. Although the hedgehogs (heedgehogs) are weak, tigers and leopards are difficult to bite. Therefore, it can be seen that although the Yellow Turban is relatively weak, it cannot be thrown away with carelessness!" Huang Pusong said in a tone that urged Lu Bu to make progress.

However, what he seemed to say to Lu Bu was also a wake-up call to the generals listed. In short, this is a question of degree. Huang Pusong did not want the generals to be afraid of the war because of the large number of Yellow Turbans. He did not want the generals to be blindly arrogant because of their elite troops.

Poor Huang Pusong's heartfelt thoughts, and I don't know how many generals in the tent can understand?

have a look:

The generals in the tent showed more or less contemptuous expressions of the Yellow Turban, and although they were slightly restrained by Huang Pusong's words, they still didn't know what to think about.

When I think of the great man and the glory of them, what else can I leave in my mind besides being excited?

Well, fortunately, Lu Bu knew that he could strangle his hair by fighting a rabbit, and that he could kill and bury him. He rarely did things that were self-defeating!

"Huangpu Zhonglang, please forgive me for taking the liberty. Have you forgotten some important things?" Lu Bu smiled, like a ghost fox.

"What? Haha, Fengxian, I have something to say, but please say it bluntly, you and me can still fight such a puzzle? Could it be that you were so unbearable that you could not even listen to any honest words?" Huang Pusong's eyes were deep, as if he wanted to see through Lu Bu's heart.

Lu Bu rolled his eyes in his heart, wondering when they were so familiar? There were many kinds of acquaintances. Lu Bu really wanted to ask Huang Pusong: Do you want us to be in a collusion or be good friends?

"I really think so!" Lu Bu answered in his heart.

He said seriously: Have you ever thought that if Julu City is broken, does it mean that the Yellow Turban power will definitely be destroyed? Does it mean that the thief chief Zhang Jiao will definitely die with the city?

Huang Pusong looked moved, frowned, and his dry right hand tightened the hilt of the knife around his waist, trembled a few times, and slowly closed his eyes.

After a long time, he said hoarsely: No, the battlefield changes rapidly, and no one can guarantee that Zhang Jiao will not escape.

"Yes! If Zhang Jiao escapes, it means that the Yellow Turbans will be immortal. He can always pull up a believer in another place. With the nature of the Yellow Turban bandits, it is the belief supported by Zhang Jiao alone. The army established by cults has a great advantage, which is that it is not afraid of death in front of faith. But there is also a major disadvantage, that is, when the believers in the church die and collapse, the religious forces will lose their vitality, become desperate, and completely disappear." Lu Bu talked clearly in a clear manner in the face of Huang Pusong's exploration gaze with the generals.

Well, Lu Bu dared not tell them that he taught them the simplest principles of being so complex. At least Lu Bu truly experienced it: there are many big men in the Han army who are stubborn and stingy!

"This plan, this plan, this plan is feasible! According to what we heard from this general, the general Zhang Liao under Fengxian commanded 8,000 cavalry, and he had already taken one step ahead. Although he didn't know the situation of the battle, he must have more than 20,000 people to reinforce and Guangzong would be defeated!" Huang Pusong did not want others to see the shame on his face, but he soon became thick-skinned and had a general style.

"However, if you want to attack Guangzong, you need to leave a meticulous and proficient in disguise. A small number of troops stationed in the northern Hebei camp made Zhang Jiao firmly believe that the main force of our court army is still here. Which general is willing to take this important task?" Huang Pusong's eyes skipped directly over Lu Bu and headed towards more than a dozen court generals who were silent.

Staying in the Hebei Camp is definitely a major task, and it can be said to be the top priority. If Zhang Jiao sees the truth and reality, it may be based on changes, and even lead to the failure of the imperial court's plan to attack Guangzong.

Originally, Lu Bu was the most suitable candidate, but everyone could understand that this was almost a life-and-death task. Lu Bu had just offered good advice. If Huang Pusong asked Lu Bu to take responsibility again, some people would say that he was too unkind.

However, the imperial generals who Huang Pusong had high hopes did not appear after all. Just kidding, the imperial generals in the tent were more or less related to some background, and even the second generation of rich people and the second generation of **** were not a minority. These people made contributions with the army, but they were not here to die.

"General Huangpu, since this plan was proposed by Bu, I should fight against this important task with one force. I only need a thousand traps and will definitely live up to the general's expectations!" Lu Bu smiled proudly and asked for his order.

"Okay, okay, okay! Fengxian's great righteousness, I will definitely report to the court and make Fengxian's achievements known!" Huang Pusong walked down the slope and praised.

"Zhang Jiao, haha, in my eyes, it's nothing but your ear!"

Lu Bu is smiling!
Chapter completed!