Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

"Your Majesty, the soldiers have been freezing for so many days. Please quickly distribute our winter clothes to everyone."

Deng Mu smiled faintly, but pointed at the car full of winter clothes.

Liu Bei laughed and shouted happily:

"Come on, distribute the winter clothes to the soldiers."

The order was passed down, and hundreds of carts of winter clothes were distributed to 200,000 soldiers.

The Han army soldiers who were originally shivering with cold finally got thick winter clothes, and finally avoided being frozen to death by the sudden drop in temperature.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers of the three armies was restored.

The temperature dropped quickly and rose quickly. Before I knew it, three days had passed.

The sky cleared up, the blizzard ended, and the temperature finally began to rise gradually. 570 On the tower of Fufeng East Gate.

Cao Cao and Jia Xu were standing with their hands behind their backs, looking towards the Han camp.

The temperature dropped for seven days. According to common sense, at least one-third of the 200,000 Han soldiers should have been frozen to death.

The remaining 100,000 Han soldiers were either frozen to the point of losing their combat effectiveness or fled without a fight.

All they had to do was open the city gates, lead the army out, and defeat the vulnerable Han army in one fell swoop.

"Wenhe, if this battle can severely damage the 200,000 troops of the big-eared thieves, you will be my chief minister."

Cao Cao stroked his short beard and looked at Jia Xu with a smile. (abah)

Jia Xu did not dare to boast of his achievements, but smiled and bowed his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, you are too kind. It is because of your great fortune that the temperature has dropped in the past seven days. It is not my credit."

Jia Xu's flattery was just right, and Cao Cao was happy to hear it and couldn't help laughing.

Then.

Cao Cao raised his head with a smile and looked carefully at the scene of the Han camp.

But as he looked, the smile on Cao Cao's face gradually froze and was replaced by surprise.

The scene he imagined, where more than half of the Han army was killed or wounded and the morale of the army collapsed, did not appear.

On the contrary.

The 200,000-strong army was still jumping around in the camp, as if it was not affected at all by the heavy snow and the temperature drop.

"How is this possible?"

"The Han army is actually safe and sound, how is this possible!"

"Wenhe, this, this..."

Cao Cao turned to Jia Xu with a trembling look of shock.

Jia Xu's calm confidence was gone, replaced by endless shock, his eyes bulged as if he had seen a ghost.

"This doesn't make sense. In such a cold day, the Han army should be completely unprepared and not have prepared enough winter clothes." (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"At this moment, most of them should have been frozen to death or frostbitten, but why are they still alive and kicking?"

"Why is this, what is this?"

Jia Xu muttered to himself, and was also shocked by the scene in front of him.

Cao Cao had no way to explain, so he had to send spies to the Han camp to spy on the truth.

At dusk.

He finallyFinally, the truth was revealed:

It turned out that the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, Deng Mu, had already made enough winter clothes in advance, and successfully transported them to the front line just in the days when the temperature dropped sharply.

So.

The Han army got these winter clothes and successfully survived the seven days of temperature drop.

This is the real reason why the Han army did not freeze to death or frostbite, and the whole army collapsed.

"Deng Mu, this Deng Mu again?"

"Could it be that he actually predicted in advance that the temperature in Guanzhong would drop sharply?"

"How could he predict things so well? Is he a man or a god?"

Cao Cao muttered to himself, and the whole person fell into endless confusion and horror.

Suddenly. []

He stared at Jia Xu and asked:

"Jia Wenhe, is this the winning strategy you proposed?"

Jia Xu's forehead was covered with sweat and he was trembling. He didn't know how to answer Cao Cao. .