In Xiangyang, Xiahou Dun occupied the original residence of Jingzhou Mu.
After Cao Cao went south, Xiahou Dun began to integrate Jingzhou as quickly as possible. On the one hand, he provided food and grass for Cao Cao's southward march, and on the other hand, he supplemented the basic finance. At this time, the information that Cao Hong had joined the enemy was passed to Xiangyang.
The Hussars left Wuguan and headed south. General Xu Huang, together with Huang Zhong from Wancheng, launched a large-scale battle to pacify Jingzhou and regain his homeland for Liu Qi.
In the hall where Liu Biao originally lived, almost all the utensils have been removed, leaving only the huge wooden map of Jingzhou in the middle, which has been repainted with various marks, as well as the newly added logo of the hussar and the horse.
Xiahou Dun stood in front of the wooden diagram and pondered for a long time.
Xiahou Dun was trying to figure out the ultimate goal of General Fei Qian's move...
Normally, everyone has their own core purpose, and everything they do will be centered around this core purpose. In other words, it is probably everyone's three views.
Sometimes when looking at what a person does, we don't just look at the final result, but also look at the process, what is the original purpose and what is the core goal of this person doing this thing.
Everything has two sides, and just mentioning one aspect alone is often a bit extreme.
Some trolls are very good at giving examples, and will use special examples to refute some common truths. For example, Song Huizong was a cowardly emperor, and he did not end well in history, and he did not do his job well as an emperor.
However, Gang Jing would say how good Song Huizong was and how he created the Thin Gold Body. Can other emperors have such artistic achievements? Who said that to be an emperor, you have to fight every day? Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty loved fighting.
Is that good? Isn’t ethnic integration also good?
Therefore, it is very important to find the right position and determine the core purpose. In what position, what kind of things are done, the saying that the butt determines the head also has a certain truth. For Xiahou Dun, he himself
Clearly, his core goal is to stabilize northern Jingzhou and provide good backup support for Cao Cao. Everything else serves this purpose.
So, for the hussar general Fei Qian, what is the core goal of this military operation?
Is it really for Jingzhou?
Or is it for some other purpose?
"Report!" The soldiers outside the hall loudly reported, "Cai Zhizhong has arrived!"
Xiahou Dun turned around from the wooden figure with a smile on his face: "Degui, there is no need to be polite! Come here, bring some refreshments!"
Cai Mao was a little surprised, but soon put a smile on his face, and became more vigilant in his heart. He did not reduce the etiquette because of Xiahou Dun's enthusiasm, but still bowed meticulously, "I have met General Xiahou."
"We are all members of our own family, why should we be so polite!" Xiahou Dun smiled and asked Cai Mao to sit down.
Among Jingzhou soldiers, a large part of the young and strong soldiers were taken away by Cao Cao. Those who are now left in Xiangyang and Jingbei area can be said to be of poor quality. Under such circumstances, they have to fight against the hussar general Fei Qian.
Fighting with a large number of men and horses is undoubtedly a relatively difficult task.
In this case, Xiahou Dun changed his mind.
After the seemingly indispensable but unnecessary exchange of pleasantries, Xiahou Dun looked at Cai Mao and said slowly, "There are hussars in Nanyang and they are afraid of plundering in Jingbei. I am very worried about them."
Cai Mao was stunned and bowed his head in response.
"In order to prevent the elders in Jingzhou from being caught in the flames of war and suffering unreasonable disasters..." Xiahou Dun's plan appeared, "You can move to Jingbei Township and rush to Xiangyang to avoid disasters! This way you can avoid military disasters!"
Cai Mao was shocked, raised his head, and his eyes widened.
Xiahou Dun lowered his eyebrows, the flesh on his cheeks twitched twice, and he smiled, "What do you think of De Gui?"
Cai Mao felt cold all over his body: "General Xiahou...why do you need to use this strategy of strengthening the wall and clearing the wilderness..."
Xiahou Dun laughed and said: "How can we say that it is a fortified wall and a clear country? It is just to protect the elders of Jingzhou to avoid the suffering of the fellow villagers!" Then he stared at Cai Mao, "Is it possible that... Degui does not want to protect the people of Jingzhou?"
Cai Mao's face was as solid as iron, and in the end he could only nod his head in agreement with Xiahou Dun's strategy.
Xiahou Dun said, stroking his palms: "In this case, I will ask Commander De Gui to coordinate today. Before the cavalry and horses arrive, we will protect the elders of Jingbei Township and go to Xiangyang to avoid disaster!"
Cai Mao left the festival hall and went outside the mansion.
Cai Zhong hurriedly followed up and took a peek at Cai Mao's expression, "Brother, is there something difficult?"
Cai Mao briefly explained Xiahou Dun's arrangements. Cai Zhong couldn't help but express his feelings, and then whispered cautiously: "Isn't it already decided that in Jingzhou... if all the manors and forts in the north of Xiangyang are relocated... this, this
It’s really...otherwise...』
Cai Mao let out a long breath, glared at Cai Zhong fiercely, and glared back at the last part of Cai Zhong's words. After a long time, he smiled bitterly and whispered, "If the Qiaoqi really wants to take Jingzhou, then...
They won't just use these few soldiers and horses... Besides, Xiahou is a tough and stoic person. All the people in Xiangyang are Chenliu's children. If the hussars come here, why don't they fight to the death? This order is nothing more than
It's just a test..."
Cai Zhong was stunned for a moment, apparently understanding something, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"Xiahou is also a veteran general in the army, how can he not know the harm of fortifying the wall and clearing the wilderness?" Cai Mao's voice was very low, and only Cai Zhong who was close could barely hear it, "But Xiahou only wants to protect Xiangyang, and the rest..."
Cai Zhong also whispered: "Brother, do you want to talk to Kuai..."
Cai Mao thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "Kuai naturally hopes that Cao can take over Jingnan, but how could he..."
"What should we do?" Cai Zhong asked anxiously.
"So what?" Cai Mao said, "In the battle of Jingzhou, the key point is not in Jingzhou... If Cao's army wins, you and I... If it's Hussar... Hey, what a good Jingzhou, but now it's a mess.
Luo, over the years Cai's family has been... Hey... Isn't it because you have to do it out of necessity? Just take care of the present first!"
Even though there are thousands of things to worry about, those who can only take care of the immediate matter first are not only the Cai Mao Cai family in Xiangyang, but also Cao Hong who is fighting with Liao Hua and Zhuge at the military base.
Whether he can achieve decisive results, break through Liao Hua's defensive position, and defeat Liao Hua and Zhuge has become a difficult problem before Cao Hong. If this problem is not solved, even if Cao Hong has many future ideas and plans, he will not be able to avoid it.
talk.
As soon as the two sides clashed, the defensive capabilities of Liao Hua and Zhuge surprised even Cao Hong. Not to mention that Cao Hong still had a certain numerical advantage at the moment. The entire military fortress was not fully formed. According to common sense, it should be
Occupied a certain advantage, but the following facts made Cao Hong and Cao Jun realize the cruelty of reality.
Liao Hua led the soldiers. Under Cao Jun's attack, he only retreated slightly and gained a firm foothold. His morale was not shaken at all because of the small number of troops. Even after defeating Cao Jun's attack, morale still improved slightly.
Climbing up, hitting weapons and shouting, it seemed as if the fierce battle just now had no consumption or impact.
The autumn sun has already moved westward from the sky. The sunlight shines diagonally on both sides of the formation, staining the armor pockets and resting on the tips of the swords and spears. Every ray of light seems to be reflected.
Senhan's murderous intention.
Cao Hong finally took out his last trump card and sent his directly subordinate heavy armored soldiers into the battle formation.
Cao Jun's heavy armored warriors are the elite of the Qingzhou soldiers. They are veterans of hundreds of battles and equipped with double armor, long spears and large shields, and short halberds and sharp blades. They are the backbone of Cao Jun's infantry whether in charge or defense.
Like a mainstay, he has turned the tide in extremely bad situations, broken deadlocks and eliminated opponents to determine the final victory on the battlefield.
The smell of blood was extremely thick, permeating the entire battlefield. Cao Hong had long been accustomed to everything on this battlefield. He took a fixed look at the battle flag with the word "Liao" on the hill opposite, and seemed to be able to see the man on the opposite side who had been commanding and dispatching the entire army.
commander in chief.
"Prepare armor with someone!" Cao Hong yelled and signaled the guards to put on thick armor for him. Cao Hong's force value is also not low. Back then, he fought in and out of the rebellious army to gain his prestige today.
"General!" the guard said eagerly, "General..."
"Stop talking nonsense! Get your armor ready!" Cao Hong glared over and interrupted the guard, as if he was going to chop him down with a knife if he resisted the order at the next moment.
Cao Hong was anxious, really anxious.
The sun has set in the west. If he cannot defeat the defenders on the general fortress before nightfall, he must return to Fancheng to defend, because Xu Huang going south will not give Cao Hong more time. If he is delayed here,
The loser must be Cao Hong himself!
Cao Hong had no idea that such a small military fortress and an unknown general could block him here!
Why?
Anger surged in Cao Hong's heart...
Is my sword weak, or is my horse too thin? Where were you when I beat the Yellow Turban? Where were you when I beat Yuan Shu to the point where he howled like a ghost? Now you are popping up one by one like this,
Are you here to bully me for being old?
I can still fight!
In the dim sunset, the bloody color all over the battlefield is particularly dazzling. From the sun rising to setting, the continuous battle is undoubtedly very exhausting. Now the endurance and physical strength of both sides are also approaching.
The bottom line made this attack launched by Cao Hong himself. When the soldiers of both sides collided, except for the initial roar, both sides coincidentally did not continue to shout, as if they were trying to use their last strength.
, don’t waste it on roaring, but use it on fighting. The two sides are like two ferocious beasts biting each other. Every minute and every second, every tooth and claw will bite each other.
Grab a piece of flesh and blood!
Even though there is no clear instruction, it seems that both sides realize that this is the last collision of flesh and will at the moment. If you take a step further, you will live, if you take a step back, you will die. Everyone squeezes out the last strength from their bodies to fight with each other.
, slashing each other, biting each other in one place.
In the previous battles, if someone was injured and fell, someone would drag him behind to take care of and heal the injury. But now, even if someone is injured or falls, neither Cao Jun nor Liao Zu has the time to care.
Everyone on the front line is caught in a chaotic and brutal whirlpool of life and death. They may be alive one moment and dead the next, and no one will pay attention to or take care of the wounded.
The newly wounded soldiers on both sides during the fight did not seem to be screaming like before, begging others for help so that they could survive, but gritting their teeth and not even screaming, if they were lucky enough not to
If someone is trampled to death, he will casually feel for the weapon on the ground, and then stab the opponent's legs, feet, and abdomen. He will even use the last bit of strength in his life to hug the opponent's legs and feet and drag the opponent together.
In the abyss of death...
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Sometimes, when soldiers from both sides are fighting to the death, they are so crowded that even though some soldiers have died in battle, they are still squeezed together by the soldiers from both sides, or become human shields, or are stabbed by the swords of both sides.
They maintained their balance in one place, and only after the strength of the two sides surrounding the same place was staggered, did they both fall to the ground!
Zhuge Liang stood in the formation, hearing the sound of short breathing, the sound of lungs being pierced, the dull sound of chopping meat, the sound of armor and weapons clashing with each other, the sound of wooden gun handles breaking, and the sound of combat boots in the blood and mud.
The squeaking sound of twisting and turning, countless sounds that even the heavy bag cannot block, penetrate directly into the ears, and then penetrate into the bottom of the heart.
Zhuge Liang's original excited mood disappeared without knowing when. He felt that his hands and feet were a little cold, and the armor on his body became heavier and colder. It was as if something was pressing on his chest, and even his breathing was a bit slow.
difficult.
"Zhuge is engaged in..." The guard standing behind Zhuge Liang looked at Zhuge Liang's face and couldn't help but asked with some worry, "How about...Zhuge takes a rest from the front to the back..."
Zhuge Liang's little face under the hood was a little pale. After listening to the guard's words, he subconsciously took a half step back, then stopped. After a while, he slowly and slowly started to drag again, as if he was weighing a thousand pounds.
As if heavy, he moved back to his original position, "No! So-and-so...won't retreat..."
Zhuge Liang lowered his head and looked at the gold-painted fan that was already wet in his hand. He suddenly let go and let the gold-painted fan fall directly to the ground, stained with dust and blood. Then he took the sword beside him in his hand.
, pulled out the sheath, raised it high, bared his teeth, roared without any grace at all, and poured out the pressure between his chest and abdomen...
"Under the hussar, I am invincible, and I will never retreat if I advance!"
Zhuge Liang still has a faint milky voice, even if he roars, it doesn't make people feel that there is much threat, just like a kitten, showing its teeth fiercely and roaring.
The guard behind Zhuge Liang laughed unkindly, then faced Zhuge Liang's somewhat angry gaze, coughed, then stood a step forward, blocked Zhuge Liang behind him, took a deep breath, and shouted loudly.
, this shout came from under the visor, with the sound of thick metal and iron, buzzing and echoing under the flags, around the battle formation——
"Under the hussar, I am invincible, and I will never retreat if I advance!"
Before there were advanced communication tools, as a guard, you often had to take on the role of a messenger. As a messenger, without a loud voice, you are obviously not qualified. On the chaotic and noisy battlefield, you must accurately convey the commander's orders.
Naturally, it is impossible to speak softly or lightly when going out, so when the guard shouts loudly, both the volume and the intimidation are several levels higher than Zhuge Liang's, and it also affects more people.
Some wounded soldiers near the battle flag of the Chinese army pushed away the soldiers who were taking care of them, groped for their weapons, and propped up their bodies, saying, "Under the hussar, I am invincible. If you advance, you will never retreat!"
More voices broke the silence of the battlefield one after another, destroying the deadly depression that originally shrouded the front lines of both sides. In the blink of an eye, it seemed that all the hussars were roaring...
Liao Hua, who was on the front line of the formation, heard such a roar. He took a quick glance at it, then seemed to smile, and raised his long sword. A thick sound shook out from his chest, "Under the hussar, there is me."
Invincible, there is no retreat!"
"I am invincible!"
He collided with Cao Jun's sword and cut off his opponent's head while the opponent penetrated his body.
"If you advance, never retreat!"
Even though he was seriously injured, before he collapsed, he jumped forward and crashed into the enemy's formation, making room for his comrade Bao Ze to block the opponent's attack...
Cao Hong slashed the hussar soldiers in front of him with one sword, and shouted angrily at where Liao Hua was standing, "Come to fight! Come to fight!"
Although Cao Hong didn't want to admit it, he was actually deeply afraid of the three-color flag in his heart and fearful of the endless number of warriors appearing under the hussar.
I'm not as good as Tai Shici, so that's it. I'm not as good as Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao, let's not mention it. And then Xu Huang... Now even the "Liao" young general in front of me who appeared out of nowhere has to ride on his neck.
Shit?! Why! Why?!
In fact, Cao Hong never realized that whether he went north to attack Zhuyang or returned to attack the military fortress, he had actually exposed the fear in his heart. Cao Hong was afraid, so he needed to get in front of an opponent he thought was weaker.
To regain his confidence...
As long as I can defeat the young general in front of me...
if only……
"Come to fight! Come to fight!" Cao Hong roared, staring at Liao Hua not far away, spitting and roaring, "You are a cowardless rat! Let's fight with a certain person!"
Liao Hua also discovered Cao Hong who was fighting hard not far away. In the bloody storm, everything seemed to be in a trance. At this moment, Liao Hua seemed to have returned to the military academy in Chang'an and heard Zhang Liao sitting in the hall.
He said slowly, "Back then, when Xiliang thieves rebelled against Chang'an, the Hussar army led the troops to put down the rebellion. One of the thieves, General Guo, came to the battle to ask for his name and wanted to confront the Hussar army... Do you know what the Hussar army did?"
Liao Hua stretched out his hand to beckon behind, and then pointed at Cao Hong. Zhang Liao's voice in his memory was mixed with his own voice, "Shoot him!"
