Chapter 82 Ye Feng: The deadline is approaching, I should also go to see him off

Five thousand Yellow Turban warriors who had practiced techniques that incorporated mind control joined the battle and instantly stabilized the precarious city wall.

For the next day, no matter how hard Cao Cao and Liu Bei tried, they could only barely stand on the city wall for a quarter of an hour, let alone climb up to the top.

As the sun slowly sets, Zhang Fei, Cao Ren, and Cao Hong, who were commanding the attack, could not help but put on their armor and go into battle themselves, determined to help their brother win the victory at all costs.

But no matter whether it was Liu Bei or Cao Cao, how could they let them take such risks just to win a moment of pride?
The afterglow of the setting sun emitted a red glow, accompanying the failure of the last wave of attack.

Only the corpses on the ground and the strong smell of blood in the air proved the fierce battle that had just taken place.

As Cao Cao and Liu Bei walked along the way, they even heard whispers of discussions from time to time, which felt like a knife cutting into their hearts and made them extremely uncomfortable.

Finally they reached the commander's tent and knelt down outside it: "I regret not listening to Marshal Ye and letting two thousand brothers be buried here!"

"Please punish me, Marshal!!"

"Come in!!"

When Ye Feng's voice sounded, Cao Cao and Liu Bei both stood up and entered the general's tent.

Inside the general's tent, Ye Feng was making tea with boiling water.

The water was bubbling, and the process of washing and brewing tea was completed. The fragrant tea aroma filled the entire tent.

Ye Feng made an inviting gesture: "Please sit down and have a taste of this tea. How is it?"

The two of them sat at the table with great trepidation. They took a sip of the tea, which should have been sweet and fragrant, but tasted extremely bitter in their mouths.

Because they felt unworthy of this cup of tea.

The scene of soldiers fighting desperately is still in front of them, the strong smell of blood is still in their noses, and those soldiers have fallen to the ground and can never get up again. How can they drink tea in peace?
Ye Feng poured himself a cup and took a sip. The fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth. He couldn't help but sigh: "The mountain spring water and the newly delivered tea are really a perfect match."

"What do you think of this tea?"

Cao Cao, Liu Bei smiled bitterly: "Marshal Ye, we know we are wrong, please punish us."

"No matter what kind of punishment it is, we are willing to bear it."

Ye Feng raised his head and smiled: "What's wrong?"

"Attacking Xindu and destroying the rebels is our duty. What's wrong with that?"

Cao Cao stood up again and knelt on the ground: "Questioning the commander's orders is a mistake."

"Leading the entire army to attack for a day, not only was it ineffective, but it also resulted in thousands of soldiers being injured and killed. This has dampened the morale of our army and promoted the prosperity of the traitors. This is the second mistake!"

"Please punish me, Marshal Ye!"

Liu Bei also knelt on the ground, his face also full of bitterness and regret.

Ye Feng took two steps forward and helped the two of them up: "Did you get any insights from watching me make tea just now?"

"tell me the story."

Cao Cao and Liu Bei were stunned and speechless. They couldn't understand why Ye Feng avoided the question.

What's the point of making tea?
Ye Feng smiled and explained: "In addition to complicated steps, a cup of good tea also requires a good mood."

"If you are so disturbed, even if you have the best tea, you will not be able to taste the three flavors of tea."

"Just like a commander, if he cannot remain absolutely calm in looking at the enemy and the battle situation, and throws himself into it, how can he appreciate the 'three flavors' of it?"

"Your one thought may cause countless soldiers to die in vain, countless families to be torn apart, countless elderly people to lose their sons, and women to lose their husbands."

"That is why Sun Tzu said, 'Warfare is a matter of great importance to a state, a matter of life and death, a matter of survival and destruction. It must be carefully considered!'"

Although Cao Cao and Liu Bei were a few years older than Ye Feng, at this moment they acted like students, standing with their heads bowed and their hands hanging, not daring to say a word.

After a while, the two men walked out of the general's tent with mixed feelings.

There was enlightenment, emotion, and more of admiration for Ye Feng. Inside the commander's tent, Ye Feng shook his head and laughed as he watched the two people's backs going away.

These two people were destined to become his enemies, so why were they now teaching his enemies a lesson?
Preaching, imparting knowledge, and answering questions?

"Tap Tap"

A light sound of footsteps was heard from outside.

Jia Xu, wearing a coarse blue gown, strode in from outside.

"Mr. Wenhe, you are here just in time. Please accompany me for tea."

Jia Xu bowed, then sat down at the table, took a sip, and praised: "Ten days ago, the master knew nothing about the tea ceremony, but after watching me do it from beginning to end, he understood it like the back of his hand, and his understanding has surpassed that of my subordinates in the past ten years."

"My Lord, your understanding, two thousand years ago, or two thousand years later, I'm afraid no one can compare to you."

"Anyone in this world who wants to be your enemy is really seeking trouble and death."

Ye Feng waved his hand: "I should have said this just now."

"Those two people just now are destined to become my opponents in the future."

"Oh?"

Jia Xu was shocked. After a brief moment of contemplation, he asked in confusion, "Since these two are destined to be enemies, why not eliminate them as soon as possible?"

"The Lord is helping them intentionally."

"If they were to think about what I just said, they would have to go through a life-and-death experience before they could understand the true meaning of leadership."

"But the Lord took the initiative to help them. Isn't this too much..."

Although Jia Xu didn't finish his words, his meaning was very clear.

It simply means that Ye Feng is helping the enemy become stronger.

Ye Feng pointed to the Cuiyun Peak in the distance and said, "Mr. Wenhe, can you climb up the Cuiyun Peak and look down at the world?"

Jia Xu nodded slowly.

Ye Feng continued: "Why do you think the scenery at the top of the mountain is more beautiful than the scenery at the foot of the mountain?"

Jia Xu said: "Stand high and see far."

“Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, I feel a sense of satisfaction that I am high above and everything is at my feet.”

Ye Feng nodded: "That's true, but I think it's more because when you climb to the top of the mountain, you experience more hardships and sweat more along the way. When you feel the breeze and step on everything, the scenery will naturally feel better."

Jia Xu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "My lord wants to make his opponents stronger, so that he will feel more satisfied when he defeats them."

"Respect your opponents, cultivate your opponents, your lord's mind is truly unmatched!"

Ye Feng subconsciously turned his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead: If you tell a lie, you have to cover it up with a second lie.

The incident that happened just now is finally over, and now it seems that the result was not bad.

To be able to fool Jia Xu, a "poisonous scholar" who is famous in later generations, requires a certain level of skill.

Turning back again, Ye Feng asked, "Has everything been arranged outside the city?"

"In the next few days, many elite troops will leave the city from the west. They must move to Zhongshan County quietly and the news must not be leaked."

"Those secret spies must be eliminated no matter who they are."

Jia Xu nodded: "Don't worry, my lord, everything has been arranged."

Ye Feng raised his head and looked in the direction of Xindu: "The deadline is approaching, and I should go and see him off."

(End of this chapter)