Chapter 3065: Can't think or ask, can't be hesitant
In the early stages of building a pontoon bridge, if you do not pursue stability, you only need to tie the ships together, and then the water flow will gradually float into the river with long strings of ships, and then fix the long strings of boats on the other side.
If you want to be more stable, you need to add wooden boards and wooden stakes.
But no matter what, the pontoon bridge is just a pontoon bridge. This structure mainly based on wooden structures is very fragile.
As Cao Hong pulled out the posts on the shore, Cao's army accelerated the construction of the floating bridge.
Cao Hong retreated to the river bank, looked at the river, and spoke silently.
Cao Zhen followed Cao Hong.
Cao Zhen is Cao Hong's eldest son and his official position is the Young Master of the Young Master.
"Scatter a little." Cao Hong said to the guard beside him.
The Cao guards responded, and then expanded outwards, leaving the space for Cao Hong and Cao Zhen and his son.
『Sir, Father…』 Cao Zhen asked in a low voice, 『But what are the instructions?
『…』 Cao Hong was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Be careful in everything... Although there are big families in Hedong who respond, it is easy to say falsely, but it is difficult to do it. Don't look at what promises are made in the letters of these big families...』
Cao Zhen stared at the top, "My father's intention is...will these guys go back on their word? No way?!"
Just like during the war between Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, a large number of gentry and powerful people in Yuzhou and Yanzhou and other places secretly handed out a lot of red apricot flower handkerchief sachets to Yuan Shao, the wealthy families and powerful people in Hedong were actually doing similar things.
Otherwise, where did the exquisite armor on Cao Hong and Cao Zhen come from?
Of course, these big investors will not write certain words to indicate their positions on the surface, but writing some intimate attitudes and ambiguous words is very good at speaking. After all, this is the traditional skill of a petty bourgeoisie, just like a dog cannot change it and eat shit.
If Fei Qian finally won, these guys would immediately say that they had rejected Cao Cao early. What they didn't read was that Cao Cao was a good person? Look at this good person card, and it was sent to him so early. Can't you understand my sincerity?
Of course, if Cao Cao finally won, these guys would immediately touch Cao Cao, stroke Cao Cao's thighs, and said coquettishly, "Cao Cao giegie, I knew you were a good person..."
Cao Hong snorted, "If you can't wake up yet, then follow me back to the south bank as soon as possible, and I'll send someone else to Beiqu!"
Upon hearing this, Cao Zhen bowed and said, "Don't worry, sir, Father! The child will definitely be able to do this!"
Cao Hong turned around and patted Cao Zhen on the shoulder twice, "Child... Be careful when you go here... It's not that you are cruel to your father, but that the sons of the lord are fighting and die in the formation. What qualifications do you and I have to sit in the back? This glory is for life! If you don't have any merits on your body, how can you sit steadily in the future? This time... you...'
Cao Hong's voice gradually became weaker. At the end, Cao Zhen could hardly hear it. He couldn't help but take a step forward before he could barely hear the last few words Cao Hong said, "...If you...you must...save your life...
life!
What does this mean?
"My father!" Cao Zhen was stunned.
Cao Hong turned to look at Cao Zhen.
There were stars in the sky, but in Cao Hong's eyes, there seemed to be only a darkness and grayish blackness.
It's like the gray and black earth in front of you.
During the day, the yellow yellow, the dark yellow, the dark yellow, the blood-red red, everything has its own color and a different color from others, but in the dark, everything turns gray and black, lighter and darker.
If not, who can tell whether it was originally red or blue in this gray and black?
『Master Father…』 Cao Zhen wanted to get the answer from Cao Hong, 『Master Father… is this…Is this…I still have to act according to the strategy?』
『…』 Cao Hong sighed, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't even want to continue saying anything. He just patted Cao Zhen on the shoulder again, and then took the people back to the south bank.
Cao Zhen watched Cao Hong walk away, for some reason, suddenly felt a feeling of loneliness...
The stars are shining.
It was like between heaven and earth, he was the only one left.
...
...
Cao Cao climbed onto the high platform of Niutouyuan again and looked at Tongguan City, Tongguan Ferry, the towering Qinling Mountains, and the surging rivers.
The stars in the sky are shining brightly.
These days have been unprecedentedly good weather, but who knows how long this weather will last?
Cao Xiu was in Shan County, Cao Hong and Cao Zhen went out of Fengling Ferry, and Cao Cao was here in Tongguan, all of whom were luring the enemy.
But the effect is not satisfactory.
Cao Xiu was burned into the granary. Although the loss was not large, the morale damage caused was not small. Moreover, Wei Yan had the advantage of the navy, which was almost something Cao Cao could not have expected before the war. In the previous information, Wei Yan had always commanded the infantry and fought in mountains and forests. Who would have thought that Wei Yan would be stuck in Shaanxi and Tianjin as soon as he became the navy commander, forcing Cao Cao to transport food and grass to go by land, which invisibly delayed time and reduced efficiency.
Secondly, Cao Hong and Cao Zhen and his son did not attack Tongguan Duke on the south bank, but directly attacked Fengling Duke on the north bank. Although it seemed to be smooth at the moment, Tongguan Duke would inevitably launch a counterattack later...
There is also the big flag that Cao Cao himself erected here in Tongguan. He originally wanted to lure the defenders of Tongguan to attack. After all, Zhu Ling had attacked in Hangu before, but he didn't expect that this time he was extremely calm.
Cao Cao didn't believe that he wouldn't see his big crow in Tongguan. Shouldn't he try to attack one or two?
What is the reason for being unmoved when you see it?
The offensive side has the convenience of playing cards first, but now Cao Cao feels that his cards are getting fewer and fewer.
Seducing the enemy is Lao Cao's specialty.
As long as the opponent sends troops, Cao Cao can either ambush, siege, attack sideways, or cut off, and use his advantage of large troops to attack the part of the tempted forces, thereby causing the opponent's troops to lose weight and morale to decline. At the same time, he can also capture some prisoners, obtain more information, and also use some additional attack strategies.
The premise is that the opponent is trapped...
Wei Yan was indeed "tempted", but he was like a loach, and he couldn't even catch it with a slap.
Cao Cao erected a big banner himself, but Tongguan was unmoved.
Now it depends on what subsequent changes will be caused by Cao Hong's sneak attack on Fenglingdu...
However, Cao Cao's heart was still gloomy and he didn't feel relaxed.
After the war has come to this point, he seems to have achieved some results, but it seems that he has not obtained anything at all.
Cao Cao looked up at the sky and the gorgeous stars in the sky.
What is the general trend of the world?
He has always been calm and confident in front of all the generals, but who knows that he tossed and turned every night, panic and palpitations?
Fei Qian Fei Ziyuan, are you sleeping well?
Is it the same as some?
The sound of footsteps came.
Dian Wei whispered behind him, "Ming Gong, the wine sacrificial is here."
Cao Cao nodded slightly.
Guo Jia likes to drink, so Cao Cao originally named a military advisor to sacrificial wine, so the military advisor called others, and Guo Jia is the sacrificial wine.
What is the offering of wine?
Sacrifice the vastness of heaven and earth, sacrifice the surging rivers?
When Cao Cao thought of this name, who did he want to sacrifice to? How to sacrifice to?
Cao Cao won't say it.
Guo Jia didn't ask either.
With the creaking sound of the wooden board, Guo Jia walked up.
Cao Cao did not look back, "Please filial piety, the stars in the world... What are the differences in Qinglong Temple?"
Guo Jia was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Cao Cao's first words were not about military affairs, but about astronomy...
Guo Jia also looked up.
Compared with the sun, moon and stars, human life is too short.
Since ancient times, humans have looked up at the starry sky, like dust looking up at the mountains.
The mountains may change, but the stars seem to be eternal.
Of course, people in later generations know that the stars will change, but they are standing on the shoulders of countless ancient people looking up at the stars. If these ancient people did not have the continuous observations of day after day, who would know what the stars are?
"Ming Gong, do you think of scriptures in Qinglong Temple? There is not much to do with regard to the sun, moon and stars..." Guo Jia said slowly, "But there is a star observatory in Zhongnan Mountain... According to the cavalry, the stars are not unchanging since time immemorial, but the changes of stars are related to the heaven and time. The calendar has four seasons different in a hundred years, and they should be replaced by the changes of stars..."
"Calendar?" Cao Cao seemed to be asking questions, and also sighing, "The cavalry... are you familiar with the calendar?"
Guo Jia said: "The cavalry also inherited Liu Yuanzhuo..."
『By the way…』 Cao Cao sighed, 『I almost forgot…』
Guo Jia glanced at Cao Cao and did not answer the conversation.
Did Cao Cao really forget it or did he forget it?
If you really forget, then what does Cao Cao mean by these words?
If you forget it, what if you do it?
Are you talking about something Cao Cao has forgotten, or is he talking about something Guo Jia has forgotten?
Or are you just sighing? Do you think Fei Qian actually studies astronomy?
I still think that the cavalry actually...
What was Cao Cao sighing between Jingran and Jingran?
Guo Jia was silent.
The closer Guo Jia is to Guanzhong, the more clear the things he experienced in Guanzhong before seem to become.
I only now know the things I once thought I had forgotten, but I can't forget them at all.
Memories are tangled with the past, and choices are strife with emotions.
The complicated sounds during the day seemed to be buzzing in the darkness.
The big man is sick.
The emperor is undoubtedly the sick man, but who is the doctor and who can rejuvenate his skills?
Is the head important or the arm important?
What if I asked the arm with the same sentence?
What will the arm say?
For the sake of the great man, he willingly contributed everything? What if he asked the second time? The third time? The fourth time?
Will the arms cry? Will they still have the same answer and the same result?
Guo Jia lowered his eyelids. The past is like smoke and fog, like a beauty on the water that can never be seen clearly. It is also like a ferocious beast hidden deep in the cave, attracting him and making him frightened. The deeper the ones I learned, learned, and touched in Guanzhong, the more it is rolling and trembling. I dare not think about it, and I can't forget it!
"Faithfulness..."
Cao Cao said something.
Guo Jia said calmly: "Lord, there is good news..."
"But there is news from Jingxiang?" Cao Cao asked with a slight squinted eyes.
At such a moment, it seemed that the sentimental Cao Cao who had shown before had disappeared silently in the dark, and what was left was the ruthless Cao Cao and his cold words.
"The lord is not bad as expected. Jing Xiang came to report and Jiangdong marched." Guo Jia nodded and replied.
"Good!" Cao Cao stroked his palm and said, "Jiangdong marched, Jingxiang will be alive..."
『Therefore…』 Guo Jia paused for a moment, 『As for the strategy?』
Cao Cao exhaled a long breath and nodded, "Go and arrange it!"
Guo Jia bowed his hand and then stepped down from the platform.
Cao Cao was still standing on the platform, holding his hands behind his back, facing the wind.
The robe is fluttering and the flags are stretched.
A gentle sigh, as if there were nothing…
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...
Wukou Xing.
Yan Rou and Xiahou Dun have been dealing with each other for several days.
There are wins and losses.
At the beginning, Yan Rou won a lot, but as Yan Rou's troops began to lose, Xiahou Dun gradually gained the advantage.
People will be tired and injured.
Unlike in the game, even if you are a blood-skinned person, you can output all your combat power 100%.
In the subsequent counterattack of Xiahou Dun, some of Yan Rou's men stayed behind to block Yan Rou's escape, and there was no news again...
The morning mist floats little by little on the top of the mountain, the air is fresh, and occasionally there are the sound of insects and birds singing.
The originally gray-black gauze curtain was torn apart little by little, revealing the colorful colors between the heaven and the earth.
Yan Rou regretted it a little.
I regretted being impulsive.
After all, it is different from the grassland and desert.
Although Yan Rou and his troops took advantage of the familiar convenience of the terrain, relying on the familiar convenience of the terrain, the soldiers who attacked Xiahou Dun bit off a few pieces of flesh and blood from Xiahou Dun, Xiahou Dun was like a zombie covered in rotten flesh. He didn't care whether Yan Rou cut off his flesh or his fingers and arms, and he was still stiff, and he persevered in smelling Yan Rou's smell, and followed his footprints, approaching step by step.
There are fewer and fewer free marching places.
Yan Rou felt like she was trapped in a basin for raising a Gu.
In the basin, he and Xiahou Dun were fighting each other.
The surrounding mountains are the walls of this basin.
Yan Rou felt that there seemed to be larger and more basins besides her basin.
Blood is flowing, life is passing away.
Bite each other, swallow each other until the last worm survives...
Yan Rou bit a grass stem in her mouth, sat cross-legged on a dry high place, staring quietly towards the north.
He wanted to go back to the desert, and his desire to take revenge gradually subsided under the scrubbing of blood, but his desire for the northern desert and the desire to jump out of this pot gradually rose.
His horse was beside him, digging the ground one after another, as if he wanted to dig out some grassroots from the ground.
There were also some soldiers with good eyesight on the surrounding ridges, looking towards the Xiahou Army to the east.
In the valley, Yan Rou's subordinates were already dismounting and resting, but no one dared to remove the armor, and even the saddle was completely removed. They could only loosen the straps so that the war horse could feel a little more comfortable.
These days, Yan Rou has been fighting, and there is a smell of blood that seems to be unable to fade away from anything.
"Master, there is not much dry food left."
Yan Rou said from the side.
"Well, I understand," Yan Rou nodded and said, "It's okay, we're going to leave... let's all be divided!"
The guard responded, and then walked towards the other soldiers.
The idle sound of soldiers in the distance floated over with the mountain mist.
"...I've got ten heads when I came out this time, right?"
"I don't know how to calculate this, I'm still a little confused..."
"If you ask you to count the heads, you can count the wrong ones. Who is confused if you are not confused?"
"That's it! Two heads plus two heads, you know that they are four heads, but two plus two equals a few. Even if you can't come, I'll be laughing to death..."
"Really, if you don't work, just count on your fingers..."
『Hahaha, but this guy said that his fingers are not human heads!』
"I'm right! The fingers are not human heads! How can the fingers be human heads?"
"Yes, yes, you are the master, you are right..."
"Hahaha……"
Most of Yan Rou's subordinates were from the desert, but some were from the Han area. But now they were all mixed up with Mashao, killed the enemy together, snuggled together in the shelter of wind to keep warm with each other, and faced life and death together. Now they can't tell who is the Han and who is the Hu people. They now have the same name, the Cavalry Army.
Some people die and some are injured, but few complain or complain.
The Hu people do take life and death lightly, but it does not mean that the Hu people are not afraid of life and death.
When did the change happen?
Yan Rou doesn't remember it.
But he remembered the dead soldiers...
It’s not that Yan Rou has a good memory, but that there will be military judges in the army who will remember it.
When you go out, you will register a minor official when you return, and when you return, you will also record a minor official and you will remember the documents.
Yan Rou can't remember it, but someone will remember it for Yan Rou if you have any documentation.
Remember their names, remember their families, remember their last wishes, remember the blood they once shed on this land.
Remember they were a person, not a nameless insect.
So Yan Rou was also laughing, and hehe, the boredom and worry that had been caused in her heart for no reason seemed to have dissipated with the morning mist and the soldiers' idle talk.
If he died one day, perhaps there would be a small place in the heroic mourning hall in Pingyang. Later, some people would come to pay a stick of incense, and some would point his name to tell his life...
That's enough.
Go back tomorrow, and then please transfer back to the desert!
It seems that it hasn't been there for a long time...
『Beep!beep!』
Along the ridge, a bronze whistle suddenly came!
Yan Rou was startled and looked up. She saw soldiers on duty on both sides of the mountain ridge eagerly waving the red corner flag for warning!
There are people coming from both sides of the valley!
Moreover, the speed is not slow, even making these soldiers on duty unable to use a more concealed way to remind them...
This means that Cao's army came straight towards the valley!
Being blocked in the valley!
What's going on?!
Is the trace leaked?
impossible!
Because Yan Rou had sent soldiers to carefully clean the traces before nightfall.
And there is only one in the valley here...
『Reign of Lord!』
"Prince!"
"what to do?"
『Where to go?!』
Yan Rou picked up the spear, then packed up the laces of the war horse in a few strokes, turned over the horse, and raised the spear in one go. The sharp blade shone under the beginning sun!
"Everyone has it! Come with someone! Go out!"
Chapter completed!