System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Xiahou Yuan blushed and complained with a depressed look.

"You still say, he still buys the old man."

"It's only been a few years since the old man passed away, and his body is still warm. Meng De, be careful or he might come to you in your dreams in the middle of the night."

Cao Hong looked cowardly and muttered.

boom--

Cao Cao picked up a wild fruit in annoyance and threw it on Cao Hong's head.

"You can talk about my father?"

"What did you call him?"

Cao Cao glared and said angrily.

"Uncle."

Cao Hong rubbed his face and said angrily.

"Pick it up and give it back to me."

Cao Cao gave his younger brother a cold look, then pointed at the wild fruits on the ground and said.

"Eh."

Cao Hong responded and handed the broken wild fruit to Cao Cao.

Lao Cao didn't mind, he wiped it and started to eat it.

In terms of frugality, Lao Cao is still worthy of praise.

After all, they lived in poverty and had to support the food, drink, and shelter of hundreds of thousands of people, so he had to be frugal.

"This is just a tactic of the enemy to tire them out."

"They don't want our troops to rest."

"I think they are preparing to attack our military camp."

Guo Tu stroked his beard and reminded the generals with a smile.

"That being said, if someone blocked my door and cursed me, I would be so ashamed if it got out."

Cao Hong smiled bitterly and sighed.

"Aren't you defeated?"

"Even if I let you out, you won't be able to beat me."

"Stay in the camp obediently. After two days, when our soldiers have recuperated and regained their strength, we will engage in a decisive battle with the Dong thief."

"Letting him vent his anger now will be meaningless, even if he gains an advantage."

Cao Cao glanced at Cao Hong and spoke.

Faced with Boss Cao's behavior of exposing his shortcomings, Cao Hong could only smile awkwardly.

There's no way, I really haven't fought.

The child doesn't look very old, but his martial arts skills are really scary.

Cao Hong asked himself, his martial arts skills are among the best in the army.

Only Xiahou Yuan could definitely defeat him.

Compared with Cao Hong, Le Jin and Niu Jin, the foreign generals known for their bravery, would be defeated after fighting him for fifty rounds at most.

It is quite reasonable for Cao Hong to claim that he is the second most powerful general in Cao's army.

As for the three surrendered generals Guan Yu, Zhang He and Gao Lan, a man like Cao Hong would not really regard them as his own people.

Maybe in the future, but the emotion must be there, otherwise these loyal generals will look down on those traitors who surrender halfway.

"Don't be discouraged. One day on the battlefield, teach him a lesson!"

Cao Ren patted his good brother on the shoulder and comforted him.

"Well, thank you, brother."

Cao Hong nodded heavily.

Into the night

The surroundings were quiet, with only the chirping of birds, animals and insects.

Cao's army had built a lot of deer horns, chevaux de frise and pits on the mound.

It is difficult for Dong Jun to make use of this place again.

This kind of large-scale decisive battle is a war in which you attack and I defend, and both sides counter each other's moves.

The final decisive battle will not begin until both sides have finished testing each other and believe they are sure of victory.

About seven or eight miles away from Cao's camp, Ma Chao and Xu Chu were standing there, one holding a drumstick and the other holding a trumpet-shaped loudspeaker.

"Cannon, are you ready?"

Xu Chu looked at Ma Chao who was getting on his horse and asked.

"Don't call me that, thank you."

"You can call me Jin Ma Chao, or you can call me Meng Qi. Of course, if you don't mind, you can also call me Brother Meng Qi."

"But don't call me a cannon."

Ma Chao's face darkened and he reminded.

"That's what our army calls you."

"You've been swearing really badly these past two days, and your voice is so loud and clear."

"Just like that cannon, the trebuchet hits, boom, boom."

Xu Chu grinned, showing no intention of changing his words.

"..."

"Okay, I'll take it as a compliment that my voice is loud and manly."

Ma Chao comforted himself.

"Go, Cannon, show Cao's army how powerful you are."

Xu Chu slammed his drumstick against the drumhead of the big drum.

thump—

dong dong——

The sound of the drums was like thunder, booming.

With Xu Chu's extraordinary strength, the sound produced by beating the drum was far beyond that of ordinary soldiers.

"drive!"

Ma Chao squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the horse's hooves flew into the air, carrying Ma Chao as it galloped towards Cao's camp.