Chapter 42, the reunion of the old enemy

Zu Zhao looked at Zonghai and Deng Mao, who was escorted by his own soldiers and ran to the embankment with a cold expression on his face.

"Throw, there are the best live targets this time. Throw me all the wooden spears in your hands, and there will be a reward for shooting!"

When the words fell, 300 spears were shot together, almost covering half of the sky of the embankment.

There were screams on the levee.

However, what surprised Zu Zhao was that Zong Hai's own soldiers and Deng Mao's own soldiers struggled to pounce on the two people. The wooden spear passed through the body of the soldiers and stringed them into hedgehogs, but none of the soldiers retreated and protected Zong Hai and Deng Mao to death.

"I am willing to surrender!" Zong Hai roared loudly, held the body of a personal soldier who died for him, and knelt directly on the embankment. Deng Mao did the same, holding a personal soldier who had vomited blood and died in his arms, burst into tears, and surrendered a white cloth shirt privately as a white flag.

Zu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. This encounter was over, but what he didn't expect was that Zong Hai's own soldiers were so fearless. If he fought head-on on the plain, it seemed not easy for his 300 horse to easily defeat the other party.

Zu Zhao looked at the rivers around him and sighed. The battle was a victory, but it washed away some good fields downstream. Although many good fields here have long been arid and abandoned, at this moment, the flood tyranny and his digging of the levee, the destructive effect of the flood is huge.

"The soldier, the culprit of the country, will win the battle!"

An old voice came from Zu Zhao's side, wearing a bucket hat, wearing an old farmer's coat and sackcloth. At first glance, it seemed to be an authentic old farmer.

But Zu Zhao did not dare to regard this man as an old farmer, because the old man's eyes were sharp, and his old face was full of the majesty of the superior.

Zu Zhao can't control the identity of the old man, but he still salutes the old man according to the rules.

"I heard that Zhao Yu, the county magistrate of Beiping County, this time, heard that there was a silver-robed young general who first burned Cheng Zhiyuan, and then a water besieged Deng Maozonghai. The old man felt like a play. I came to see a real one, but I didn't expect to see a real victory! Congratulations!"

Zu Zhao suddenly realized that this person was Zhao Yu, Liu Cheng's classmate. Compared with Liu Cheng, Zhao Yu was a decent master, which made him look a little old-fashioned and stubborn.

"Youbeiping County Governor Zuzhao has met you!" Zu Zhao saluted again.

"Okay, it's really a young talent!" Zhao Yu touched his beard with his hand and loved Zu Zhao very much in front of him.

"I happened to pass by here because of something, and it turned out that I saw the deeds of your young general's victory over the bandits. It's really a good joy!" Zhao Yu said loudly, with his already white beard and slightly cloudy eyes looking forward to flying, and he actually had a heroic feeling.

He looked at Zu Zhao and looked at the rolling water level. He couldn't help but wonder: "Why aren't you flooded when you camp on both sides? And this thief has been here for a very long time. Why did he easily tell you?

At this time, Zong Hai and Deng Mao were also escorted here. Zong Hai stared at Zu Zhao unwillingly with a pair of big eyes: "I don't accept it! If you fight on the plain, your 300 cavalry is just a piece of cake for me!" Zong Hai sighed after saying that.

Deng Mao looked at Zu Zhao and said, "I dare not disturb the general, but there is a kind of confusion in my heart. I think this Ji County has been in drought for most of the year. Even this state river has also changed from 100 feet wide to 20 feet wide. In my eyes, this Ji County is afraid It has been Drought, but as soon as the general came, there was a heavy rain. Is it possible to make the wind and rain like our leader Zhang Jiao? If so, I will be convinced!"

Zhao Yu also has this question, but most of the Zu Ping and the young people around him are puzzled.

And the remnants of the surrendered Yellow Turban Army looked at Zu Zhao with a fearful face, as if Zu Zhao was a god descending to the earth.

Zu Zhao looked at these people staring one by one to know the answer, and suddenly felt speechless: in his previous life, he was a meteorological enthusiast, who deeply understood the precursors of the change of air pressure, and his geography in his previous life was not bad, so he had today's budget. Even if there is no experience in the previous life, and in this world, if the oil seller father and son see the burning clouds in the sunset, they can know that there will be heavy rain! Nothing else because this is experience, not gods and demons!"

"The boy knows a little bit about astronomy and geography, so he has this flooded game! It's a bit of a fluke to win this game!" Zu Zhao arched Zong Hai and Deng Mao, who had been defeated.

"Losing is convinced that the general not only knows how to use troops, but also knows astronomy and geography. That's what such reckless men can overcome! If there is an afterlife, he will fight with generals against generals!" Zong Hai raised his head and lost to a famous general who knew astronomy and geography. He felt that he was not wronged. His resentment in his heart calmed down, but he had a sense of pride.

Zu Zhao couldn't help but point his head. This kind of honest man is very appetizing for him. Unfortunately, the prisoners of war must be taken to the prefecture. At that time, most of their lives will be insecure.

Deng Mao and Zu Zhao arched his hand. At this moment, he also admired the weak young general. Sooner or later, the general's death was a result, but he was defeated in the hands of a famous general!

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Zhao Yu saw that almost all the cavalry had bundles of wooden spears and couldn't help asking, "Is this kind of wooden spear made of spicy wood really very lethal?" And as far as I know, this spicy wood is almost everywhere in Ji County, and the cost is extremely cheap!"

Zu Zhao nodded. The wooden spear is his secret weapon. He didn't want to show it, but he didn't expect Zhao Yu's eyes to be so vicious that he could see the power of the wooden spear at a glance.

"The wooden spear is often designed as a trap by hunters in the mountains, and such a wooden spear is often inserted in the trap. Such a wooden spear can pierce large wild boar bears and even tigers, so we regard it as a conventional weapon! The most important thing is that it is very cheap!"

Zhao Yu picked up the wooden spear with great interest.

After careful consideration, it was thrown from afar. The wooden spear made of spicy wood had a toughness and quietly inserted into the ground with a curvature.

There is also a foot away from the earth. If it is a human being, I'm afraid it will be pierced.

"Although this kind of spicy wood is hard, it is not as hard as the legendary iron wood, but it is already very impressive! It's really exquisite to think of such a lethal existence at such a low price!"

Zhao Yu praised.

Zu Zhao quickly said modestly, "This time because of grain and grass, we haven't been able to practice these wooden spears for a long time. It would be great if the county magistrate could support some grain and grass!"

Zu Zhao directly turned the topic of wooden spear into grain and grass.

"Haha, since it is in my territory, it will naturally turn over food and grass for you, and your 300 horse has made great contributions to Ji County. The local gentry is very grateful. They have asked me to do your work. At this moment, not to mention that grain and grass are good wine and delicacies have been prepared in Ji County! After your two battles of water and fire, the bandits in Ji County have been wiped out! The gentry put down the huge stone in their hearts!"

Zhao Yu was extremely happy. The veteran waved directly and asked Zu Zhao to follow him. He walked in front of him in the old farmer's robe and with a bamboo hat. Unexpectedly, he walked back to Ji County. Zu Zhao had no choice but to lead the war horse to accompany the county magistrate.

When the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army who surrendered alive were taken to Ji County, it still caused a sensation. There were countless onlookers, and even the hungry exiles threw stones around the failed Yellow Turban Army, making Zu Zhao shake their heads. Whenever the winner was the king and the loser was the bandit.

"The little general who knows astronomy and geography is here!"

"The loess point is on the purified water street!"

Ji County was extremely busy when Zu Zhao returned.

It seems that all the gentry are dressed neatly to welcome Zu Showa's 300 horses.

And 300 stone grain and grass have been ready for a long time, holding the big red flowers with red silk.

The road from Jixian Street to the county government is covered with red silk. Zu Zhao was stunned. In his previous life, there was a red carpet, but in this era, people directly used red satin. Looking at the red silk of good quality, Zu Zhao was a little speechless. This is an authentic extravagance and waste.

"General, please!" All the gentry came to bend down to salute and ask Zu Zhao to embark on the road of red silk.

Zu Zhao stepped forward, and they had already spread the good silk on the ground. If they don't leave, they won't give face.

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In Fujun, Liu Cheng sat, looked at the good news in his hand, and suddenly slapped the table and shouted, "Okay! This Zu Zhao actually thought of flooding, and the plan was so accurate that it was really unpredictable!"

Wang Weng looked at the official document. This official document was written by Zu Zhao himself, which flooded the two armies before and after, which made Wang Weng extremely enjoyable and danced when he was happy.

Jia Ning looked at the official document and frowned.

Wang Weng stared at Jia Ning and was slightly unhappy: "Jia Ning, you have always been unhappy with Zu Zhao, so if you lead the army, can use 300 Youqi to defeat Cheng Zhiyuan's 1,000 elite soldiers and 800 elite soldiers of Zonghai and Deng Mao?"

"This? ..." Jia Ning shook his head.

He is familiar with military books, but it is very difficult to achieve the invisible state of using soldiers like Zu Zhao.

"So you are not as good as him! This is his strengths, but you, Jia Ning, also have strengths, that is, you are good at interpersonal communication and have the debate ability of Su Qin to dominate the six countries. This is your strengths! You are all young talents, so you don't have to be jealous of him! Zu Zhao is a generation of generals and a general who can fight well, but you are a literary minister. If the two of them cooperate, they may have some amazing creations made by you!"

Wang Weng smiled and was extremely disdainful of Jia Ning, but he didn't want Jia Ning to always stare at Zu Zhao.