Chapter 105 It's Time

South of Jiangling City, Liu Beiying.

Standing at the gate of Yuan, he silently stared at the towering city close at hand. On the head of the city, the "Cao" flag has been flying for nearly a year. Now it has been changed to the "Zhou" flag, as if to express the humiliation of the losers. Zhou Yu's flag is two or three times larger than the ordinary flag.

Now, this huge flag is flying in Liu Bei's pupils. Liu Bei suddenly had an illusion, as if a knife on his back had just been pulled out, and a needle was immediately pierced into his heart.

The Battle of Jiangling was finally over. Cao Ren, who had been struggling for a year, finally accepted Cao Qian's withdrawal order. Under the response of Runan Taishou Li Tong and Xiangyang Taishou Lejin, Cao Ren withdrew from Jiangling City with thousands of times more tormented soldiers.

A few days later, the remaining defenders of Jiangling City surrendered. This core town in Jingzhou has now changed its surname to Sun.

In the field of vision, several people and horses on horseboards disturbed Liu Bei's mind. He set up a pergola and looked far away. The familiar slender figure gradually broke into his eyes.

It's Kong Ming's military division!

Liu Bei was overjoyed and strode out of the door, with a kind of expectation on his face. Every reunion of Kong Ming's long separation can bring new hope to Liu Bei. He has a strong hunch, and this time is no exception.

"Military division, thank you for your hard work all the way." Liu Bei raised his head and said with a smile.

Zhuge Liang quickly turned over and got off the horse. His face was dusty on the journey, but he couldn't hide his natural indifference and self-confidence. He held a feather fan and gently arched his hand: "Have a good journey. It's not hard. Let the lord wait for a long time. Let's talk inside."

Listening to Kong Ming's tone, it seemed that he was in a hurry to discuss with him. Liu Bei's expectations became stronger and stronger. At the moment, he didn't say much. He took Kong Ming's hand and went back to the Chinese army.

"Master, Jiangling has been down. Cao Yan was completely driven back to the north this time. The master should be happy, but Liang just saw that the master seemed to be a little melancholy." As soon as Zhuge Liang entered the door, he directly poked Liu Bei's mind.

Liu Bei sighed with a smile: "Of course I'm happy that Cao Wei was driven back to the north, but this Jiangling and most of the southern counties have fallen into the hands of others. Even if I have the four southern counties and half of Jiangxia in my hand, so what? Without the south county, my husband's strategy is just a mirror flower and water moon after all. I don't want to sit and wait in the south of the Yangtze River. Damn it."

In front of Zhuge Liang, Liu Bei revealed the melancholy in his heart without concealment. He knew that it was useless to cover it up. No matter how realistic it was, he could not escape the eyes of his Wolong military commander. Instead of that, it was better to be frank.

Zhuge Liang's face was leisurely, shaking the fan and laughing: "Don't worry, the lord. The big bone of Nanjun will be the lord's sooner or later. Be patient."

Liu Bei's hunch was indeed right. Hearing this, he was immediately refreshed and hurriedly asked, "What smart means does the military division have to let me get to Nanjun?"

"Zhou Lang is too confident. As the commander of the three armies, he went to fight in person. Otherwise, he would not have been injured by the arrow a few months ago." Zhuge Liang walked to the door of the tent, and Yu Fan pointed to Jianglingtou City. "Look at the present, Jiangling City has been beaten down. His 'Zhou' flag is planted all over the city, but he can't see a 'Sun' flag. If people who don't know it look at it, they will think that the Lord of Jiangdong is Zhou Lang."

Liu Bei was like an ignorant child. He was suddenly awakened by Zhuge's bright spots. In his brown eyes, there was a little surprise and mystery: "Sir, do you mean that Zhou Lang has a bad heart towards Wu Hou?"

"Ha ha, that's not necessarily the same. In my opinion, Zhou Lang is just too confident and likes to show off himself too much. As long as we grasp his weakness and take advantage of the situation in the future, Nanjun will be the lord sooner or later.

Zhuge Liang vowed that his promise would not make Liu Bei feel at ease. He nodded slightly, as if he had an understanding, but he said worriedly, "What about now? Did you just sit and watch Zhou Yu swallow up all the southern counties?

Liu Bei was a little unconvinced.

"Don't worry, Lord. Liang came from Xiakou this time just for the present." Before Zhuge Liang moved the screen, he pointed the feather fan to the south county on the map. "Liang thought that the lord should go to see Zhou Lang now, and asked him to divide the south bank of the south county to us. Although this area is narrow, it is bordered by the Yangtze River in the north and four counties in the south. After all, it belongs to the South County, which is of great significance for attracting Jingxiang scholars to return.

"South Bank..." Liu Bei stared at the map and thought about it, but said, "Zhou Lang is not a talkative person. There must be a suitable reason to ask him for the South Bank."

Zhuge Liang smiled faintly: "I have already thought about this for the lord. First of all, Zhou Lang can beat Nanjun, and the lord has also made a lot of efforts. This is the bargaining chip. Secondly, the lord can send someone to see the Marquis of Wu. It is said that there are many people who have returned to Liu Biao's old department, but there is no place to live. On behalf of these people, the lord asks the Marquis of Wu to take the land on the south bank to settle down. If the Marquis Wu wants to gain a foothold in Jingzhou, he will certainly dare not chill the hearts of Jingxiang scholars. Therefore, even if Zhou Lang does not agree, the Marquis Wu will definitely agree to divide the south bank. Give it to us."

When he woke up the dreamer, Liu Bei suddenly had a kind of enlightening consciousness. It seemed that the narrow road ahead in front of him was opened up again just because of Kong Ming's few words.

"All right, according to the military division, I'm going to see Zhou Lang today."

Zhuge nodded, turned his head and said, "Liang has been raising food and fodder for various fronts in Jiangxia for half a year. I heard that the eldest prince had trained a soldier and horse of nearly 5,000 people in the second county of Xiangdong, and also surrendered two generals, Huang Zhong and Wei Yan."

"Yes, A Feng's child does have some talent." Liu Bei's tone was somewhat praised.

Zhuge Liang said, "The current energy of the lord should be transferred to the front line of the south county. Liang thought that the eldest prince and the five thousand soldiers and horses, as well as the two generals, should be transferred to the south county together. As for the second county of Xiangdong, it is enough to have Yide to guard alone. There is no need to waste too many soldiers and generals and talents."

Liu Bei's mind was completely led to Nanjun by Zhuge Liang at this moment, and he agreed at the moment.

Four days later, an order was placed on Liu Feng's desk.

In the closed secret room, Liu Ba and Liu Qi, standing on both sides, silently stared at Liu Feng, who was silent. At this moment, their hearts beat more than the flashing candle flame.

They didn't dare to take a breath. They could only quietly wait for the young man in front of them to make a decision. At this moment, they suddenly had an illusion that it was like a dream. They couldn't remember how they handed over their future and fate to this 17-year-old young man without hesitation.

This person seems to have an invisible and irresistible attraction, which makes their blood boil, and they are eager to follow him to do a vigorous career.

The closed eyes suddenly opened, and the blade-like eyes burst into unprecedented murderous air.

"It's time."