What is a refreshed view of the world? Fei Qiang really experienced a lot after he arrived in the Han Dynasty.
Once upon a time we saw beggars and felt pity, but we never thought that beggars actually looked at us more pitifully. Once upon a time we looked at fools and said they were pitiful, but in fact we never thought that fools looked at us and felt pitiful.
Just like when I was a child, I always said that I would be the successor of some industry in the future, and then when I grew up, I took over a huge real estate debt and realized a great inheritance. I spent the savings of one or even three generations to buy it.
In the end, things cannot be completely regarded as one's own...
It is said that when everyone is drunk, I am sober alone. When others are seen as fools, in fact, in the eyes of these people, this sober guy is the real fool.
The positions are just different.
Therefore, when Fei Qianqian and Xun Chen discussed and deduced Zhang Yan's plan, after the initial anger and disbelief, they slowly calmed down. Isn't this the case in the Three Kingdoms?
Why do you only allow yourself to calculate others and not allow others to calculate yourself?
Long Aotian?
hehe.
After deducing Zhang Yan's plan, Fei Qian felt that he could temporarily put aside Zhang Yan's threat. Because Zhang Yan's goal was Yinshan, he would naturally not take the initiative to share Fei Qian's worries when Xianbei came.
, will only appear at the last moment to reap the benefits.
Therefore, from this aspect, it is easier to predict the future behavior and appearance time of Zhang Yan's Black Mountain Army. Until the battle between himself and the Xianbei Army comes to an end, there is no need to consider the issue of the Black Mountain Army for the time being.
Now, the last remaining problem is the Hu people's problem.
"Looking at the Hun, their rise is rapid and their demise is sudden." Xun Chen said, "Before the Han Dynasty, the Huns were at their peak, unparalleled for a while, and finally fled north; now Xianbei, under the Heng Emperor, is also unrivaled in tyranny, but
After Tan Shihuai's death, he also gradually declined..."
If Tan Shihuai was still alive, the warriors of Xianbei at that time, no matter how brave and skilled they were, could still suppress them. Then, slowly waiting for the second generation to develop their own prestige and deployment, a smooth transfer of power could be formed.
This allows the behemoth of Xianbei to continue smoothly.
However, it is a pity that God did not give Tan Shihuai such an opportunity. After Tan Shihuai's death, each Xianbei tribe refused to obey anyone. They gradually suffered from internal strife and decline was inevitable.
Hearing Xun Chen's words, Fei Qian also nodded secretly. It has to be said that Xun Chen still made a lot of efforts to study the barbarians. Most of the gentry in the Han Dynasty were generally divided into two categories.
Those who don’t take the barbarians seriously at all, and the other is those who know what’s going on in their hearts, but still don’t take the barbarians seriously on the surface…
This is the attitude that a qualified counselor should have.
Only with correct understanding can we make correct countermeasures.
Whenever a nomadic nation rises, a group of extremely brave warriors will appear. Such warriors are like lions, inspiring the courage of the ordinary people they lead. Not to mention anything else, if Fei Qian and Yinshan had
When the Xianbei army was fighting in the car formation, as long as there were a few more people like the strong Xianbei man holding a giant axe, the entire battle situation might be changed.
"Therefore, the Xianbei in the Yinshan Mountains cannot represent all the Xianbei people..." Fei Qian nodded and said, "...just like the land of Yanzhao has many powerful men, and the land of Chuyue has many dexterous people, the farther you go to the bitter cold of Mobei,
Earth, I’m afraid the Xianbei people will become even more ferocious..."
Xun Chen smiled slightly, obviously very satisfied with Fei Qian's words. What he was most worried about was that Fei Qian defeated Yinshan Xianbei, and then he would be too contemptuous of all Xianbei people, and then he might take some risks.
practices, but these risky actions may also lead to total collapse.
Now Fei Qian is the most important core of the entire Bingbei Group. Naturally, the most important thing is stability. This does not mean that we cannot take any risks, but there is no need to take risks if they are not necessary.
Xun Chen did not feel a lot of pressure from this Xianbei attack. It was obvious that Xianbei could not continue fighting for a long time.
"This battle in Xianbei must be mainly aimed at the Yinshan Fortress..." Xun Chen gestured on the table with both hands, outlining a general outline of the Yinshan Mountain.
The Yinshan Mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are actually somewhat like a large half-moon-shaped basin with water on one side. The Yinshan Mountains are like a strong giant, stretching out its arms to surround this piece of land, and then blocking the north with its thick backbone.
Cold wind.
Even with the development of industrial machinery in later generations, there are still no other entrances and exits dug in the Yinshan Mountains, and they are still set according to the terrain formed over tens of millions of years.
This time, Xianbei violated common sense and did not send troops in autumn. Instead, he rushed to Yinshan Mountain now. He was simply forced by the fortress built by Fei Qianqian in Yinshan Mountain. Once the fortress was built, the best way to go south from Yinshan Mountain was lost.
Either we can only take a long detour to the west, and then go around the intersection of the river and the Yinshan Mountains, or...
"Go east!"
Fei Qian and Xun Chen said almost in unison.
In the Han Dynasty, Wuliangsuhai to the east of Yinshan Mountain had not yet taken shape. It was just a swamp wetland. However, from the southern end of Wuliangsuhai, it was also an important passage, but it was relatively longer.
Outside the hall, I don't know when the sky gradually darkened, and the wind shook the leaves in the courtyard desperately, as if it was trying to rob the young leaves of the seedlings that had just grown out.
Fei Qian looked at the situation in front of him and suddenly thought of something. He turned to look at Xun Chen and saw that Xun Chen's expression also changed. The two of them said in unison: "No..."
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In the south of Chang'an City, near Weiyang Palace, is the Yang family's residence.
Among the Han nobles, only Yuan Yang is the best in the world.
When Yuan Wei was in the government before, although the Yang family of Hongnong was famous all over the world and had poems and books passed down to his family, he did not choose to stand on the bright side like the Yuan family. Instead, he appeared to be more noble. No matter whether the Han Ling Emperor asked Yang
Whether Biao served as Taiwei or was dismissed, he seemed to take it lightly, and thus gained more reputation among the gentry's children.
It is also true that when Wang Yun was in court, Yang Biao basically thanked guests behind closed doors. On the one hand, it was because Wang Yun was indeed in power at the time, and on the other hand, Yang Biao did not exactly set up a banner. Therefore,
In front of the Yang family's mansion, it was still relatively deserted.
But during this period, there were many cars and horses parked at the door.
Chang'an City has now experienced many wars and disasters. The owners who can take out these chariots and horses are probably quite important people in the government and the public. But after all, these people are slightly different from the Hongnong Yang family in terms of grade.
Therefore, in the past, even if they came to pay a visit to Mr. Yang, the concierge would accept the invitation or pay him a visit with a smile, but basically there would be no response. Usually, they would just be polite rather than tactfully telling them to come.
However, this time Yang Biao entered Chang'an, it was different from the past. When the Guanzhong incident was changing, sensitive people could smell it and came to visit one after another. And Yang Biao finally opened the door to accept guests. Although
Most people just walked around the hall, chatted about common things, and never mentioned the affairs of the court and Guanzhong. But for those who were interested, Yang Biao's basic attitude was already very clear...
The place where Yang Biao received the guests was in an elegant and stylish flower hall. Although it had already entered the summer season, the servants still collected a lot of flowers to decorate the surroundings. Every once in a while, they needed to be replaced. In the flower hall
In the corner of the flower hall, a copper figurine incense burner is emitting curls of green smoke. The agarwood soothes the mind without any choking smoke. Although there are no rich furnishings in the flower hall, such an arrangement is not something that ordinary people can achieve.
of?
Who doesn't know that although the Hongnong Yang family was not prominent before, it does not mean that they have no capital. This time in the Guanzhong battle, they have used twenty to thirty thousand troops. This kind of foundation cannot be underestimated.
Looked at.
Of course, the government and the public are still in control of the situation, but how long it can last is unknown. After all, in Yang Biao's Guanzhong move this time, since the 20,000 to 30,000 troops have been brought out, they will definitely not shrink again.
The reason for going back.
However, although everyone understood this kind of thing in their hearts, they could not directly declare it to their mouths. Everyone had to deduce it from Yang Biao's expression and words to guess some future developments, so that they could make some responses in advance.
The guests coming and going, although they tried their best to chat and laugh with Yang Biao, talk about some poems, tell some allusions, and talk about some family affairs, but everyone knew that these superficial things, no matter what they said or what they talked about,
, in fact, it is not very important. What is important is that Yang Biao has already conveyed a message acceptable to both parties through such behavior.
Anyone who wants to come is welcome.
If you don't want to come, don't force it.
But, it's time to choose...
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The light in the sky dimmed at some point, and the clouds gathered together, and then gradually thickened, from white to gray, and then to black.
I don't know when the wind stopped. The trees in the wild, whose leaves were almost empty, stretched out their bare branches and looked up at the sky, as if waiting for something.
A raindrop hit the yellow mud ground, leaving a circle of imprints, and then was quickly swallowed up by the soil.
Then another drop.
Two drops.
In the blink of an eye, it was like a dam in the sky burst, and everything fell down with a crash!
The wind that had originally stopped roared quickly again, as if the God of Wind in the sky had a dry mouth and drank some water to take a breath before, but now it has regained its strength and even kept beating harder.
Outside Chang'an City, large numbers of Yang Biao's troops were stationed, part of them on the south bank of the Wei River, and part of them stationed near Baling.
Among these camps, the one near Chang'an is still managed by Zhu Jun, so it is more or less in order, but the one near Baling, where most of the people are civilians, is a bit chaotic, with the old and the weak living together, and there is nothing decent about it. , the poor belongings that accompanied the army were treated like treasures. Even if they came all the way, they were not willing to give up any of them and brought them all here.
Heavy rain poured down, and the originally tattered tent was of no help against such rain. It just struggled in vain in the wind and rain, and it was declared completely lost. Rainwater poured in from every hole, no matter inside or outside the tent. Become a piece of mud.
The heavy rain was too sudden and completely caught people off guard.
Some music commanders and team leaders stood in the heavy rain with their arms akimbo, not bothering to wipe the rainwater that kept splashing on their faces. They just howled in the wind and rain, instructing the civilian workers to pull the oilcloth and cover the vehicles. Baggage carts. These baggage carts are filled with fodder and grain, and it is most important not to get wet. Once they get wet, it means that they are not far away from rot and mildew.
The peasants were soaked in the wind and rain, covered with yellow mud, and they struggled to pull on the oilcloth and ropes, just to wrap up the heavy goods vehicles tightly.
A strong wind came, and a farmer who was standing on a baggage truck tying up ropes was half-bent and pulling on the rope. He was pushed hard by the strong wind. He lost his balance and fell off the baggage truck. Fortunately, he was near the ground. At that time, he instinctively pushed it with his hand to prevent him from dying on the spot. However, it was precisely because of this that the whole arm fractured with a snap, and blood suddenly poured out and was smeared in a large area of yellow mud soup.
The commander and team leader in charge of the conductor did not even take a second look. At this time, a few lives were nothing, not as valuable as the grain and grass on the baggage train.
On the side of the camp, a man who looked like a cook yelled angrily and asked his men to plug the holes in the leaky hut on the side. However, it was of no use. The wind and rain that quickly poured in were not enough. He kept pouring it on the burning fire. Even though the cook tried hard to protect it, he still couldn't compete with the wind and rain. He could only watch helplessly as the strong wind mixed with the rain triumphantly extinguished the flames, and then poured another pot. The cauldron is filled with yellow muddy water mixed with dust...
"What can we do?" said a cook, looking blankly at the half-cooked yellow mud, wild vegetable and grain soup in the pot. Originally, the Weishui River was not very clear, but it was more or less acceptable, but now the wind and rain have turned the surrounding wind and sand into
All the dust is rolled into the pot. If you pour it, it is definitely a waste, but if you eat it, it will not be cooked.
The fire was put out.
"Damn it! What else can we do? That's it!" The leader of the cooking team shouted loudly, "If God doesn't show mercy, what can you do? Damn it, I told you to bring some oilcloth over and cover it, damn it.
No! Okay, that’s it now, whether you like it or not, whatever you like!”
Anyway, the cooks in the rear camp only cook for ordinary middle- and low-level soldiers. As for the senior officers, they naturally have their own small stoves and will not eat such yellow mud soup.
As for the common people, they don’t even have a portion of such yellow mud soup. A few people get together to fetch water for cooking from the yellowing Weishui River...
