The cold wind was howling, and snow had fallen in some places. Hanoi, which is close to the Taihang Mountains, seemed to be shielded and protected by the Taihang Mountains. There was only a little freezing rain, but no heavy snowfall.
This year, although the autumn harvest is not bad, it does not mean ease for farmers throughout Shandong, including Hanoi.
Because the war broke out...
The conscription order was issued again, which not only deprived the people of their only rations, but also required them to obey the labor deployment, which made them suffer again, be tired again, and persevere again.
These people began to suffer in the severe cold again, without any subsidies, and it was even less possible to issue coupons and money. Only the government issued a document, and most commercial and agricultural activities in various places stopped, as if they had entered hibernation.
Compared with the dejected and lifeless labor, the array of Cao's soldiers was somewhat impressive.
A Han banner with black characters on a red background was flying fiercely in the early wind, and neat military formations were lined up, filled with murderous intent.
Zhao Yan stood in front of the army and shouted: "The Han army is mighty!"
"Born as a hero of the Han Dynasty! Die as a hero of the Han Dynasty!"
"Today, I have received an edict from the Emperor to fight against rebellion!"
"Why do men join the army?"
"Save the country from danger! Get the title of Marquis immediately!"
Zhao Yan's voice was loud and encouraging, and he waved his hands every time he shouted a word, adding to the lively atmosphere.
Behind Zhao Yan, Yanzhou Chief Registrar Fan Qin flushed with excitement, as if a heroic spirit surged up from his abdomen...
"To sort out the affairs of the general and the king, gather here in the river.
"All our allies are both civil and military.
"Yu Yu Huan Huan, there are rules and regulations."
"We must be harmonious and light, sharing dust and dirt."
"Each one pursues his own intention and serves the country and his country..."
"Well...this..."
Fan Qin's face turned even redder.
After Zhao Yan finished his instigation, he ordered his soldiers to set off one by one. When he turned around and came back, he saw Fan Qin in this state. He couldn't help but suddenly realized, and then said with a smile: "Hue Bo, are you... stuck again?"
"Uh..." Fan Qinba smacked his lips, then ignored Zhao Yan and copied the poem he had just recited on the wooden tablet. Then he took a long breath and his face turned red.
Gradually fade away.
"I'm sorry, I was rude just now." Fan Qin saluted Zhao Yan, "Seeing Brother Zhao leading the army this time, I felt agitated... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was rude..."
Zhao Yan waved his hands, obviously not taking this matter to heart. He took the wooden slip written by Fan Qin, looked it up and down, and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad. When I come back, Huber's poem will definitely be in order."
Well, I’ll come back and read it again at that time and ask for your help...』
"Haha, don't dare, don't dare... encourage each other, encourage each other..." Fan Qin also laughed, then carefully put the wooden slip away, looked around, and said softly, "Brother Zhao, this time I joined the army... I heard
General Xiahou... is not easy to get along with..."
If it were anyone else, Fan Qin would definitely not say such words, but the relationship between Zhao Yan and him was different. Although they had different surnames, they were as close as brothers. When the Yellow Turbans were in chaos, both Fan Qin and Zhao Yan fled to Jingzhou, and they were very close to each other.
They are from the same hometown and have similar minds. They even use money and other things together. They are even more harmonious than brothers from the same family.
By the way, there is another Du Xi who is also with them.
Later, Cao Cao welcomed Liu Xie, which was undoubtedly a boost for Zhao Dufan and the other two men, who had great ambitions for the Han Dynasty, so they defected to Cao Cao.
As for Du Xi, his family background is not bad, and he has some talents, but perhaps because of his talents, he is not polite when speaking. Naturally, he cannot compare with Xun Yu's youth version and Chen Qun, who are both nice to talk and good-looking. Now they are just in Jizhou.
As a small county magistrate, he was suppressed by Chen Qun and became angry.
Fan Qin was basically a traditional Shandong literati. He preferred poetry and poetry, so he held some positions that required literary works, such as bookkeeper. This time, he was also responsible for escorting a batch of money and food to Zhao Yan.
Relatively speaking, Zhao Yan is more adaptable. He has literary talents, but he is not like Fan Qin who shows off his literary talents regardless of the occasion. He will give advice when encountering problems, but he also will not give embarrassing advice. This is
This makes Zhao Yan very suitable to act as a buffer between generals with violent personalities. Therefore, he gained Cao Cao's attention very early and was promoted from assistant, officer, counselor, etc., and now he has joined the army in Hanoi.
This time Hanoi sent troops to Taihang. On the top road, Le Jin led the troops to make a surprise attack on the entrance of Huguan Valley. He first captured the military stronghold at the mouth of the valley. However, there was no good way to deal with the main body of Huguan. Xia Houyuan, who was on the bottom road, also led the army and pointed at Gaoping and Changping.
In this area, Zhao Yan joined the army and led the infantry in advance.
The infantry consisted of 3,000 regular soldiers, 1,500 auxiliary soldiers, 3,500 peasants accompanying the army, and 200 patrolling sentries. There were also vehicles, horses, etc., which all needed to be dispatched one by one, so Zhao Yan only had
After being able to take the time to say goodbye to Fan Qin, he turned around and went to dispatch. Although the soldiers in Hanoi usually trained well and had been preparing for this battle, the road this time was not easy, and there were no roads along the way.
What counties and counties could support the consumption? It was a winter march and the number of auxiliary troops was not large, so they planned to only let the army march thirty to fifty miles a day.
Although the Hanoi to Taihang Mountain Trail has been open to trade over the years, the road is not too difficult, but in any case, traveling in the mountains will be slower than usual. In this way, starting from Hanoi and wanting to reach Gaoping and Changping,
It will take about ten days.
Xia Houyuan took some guards with him, his eyes swept over Zhao Yan and Fan Qin, and then turned his eyes to the soldiers who were setting off.
At present, the morale of Cao's soldiers is very good.
Xia Houyuan still trusted Zhao Yan, so this time he simply let Zhao Yan act as his deputy, leaving all the infantry, marching, baggage, and chores to Zhao Yan to take charge of the command.
Xia Houyuan was ready to concentrate on leading the cavalry.
A confidant on the side said, "General, is this... Zhao Canjun okay? Do you want to go to General Wen Lie again..."
"Bastard!" Xia Houyuan scolded dissatisfied, "General Wen Lie has a heavy responsibility! Now that the lord has handed over the responsibility to us, why don't we look for others? Huh?! Then what should the lord give us the authority to do? It's better to just do it directly
To someone else?!』
The confidant even claimed that it was.
Xia Houyuan glanced sideways at his confidants and said, "I know you have good intentions, but as a general, you must have confidence in yourself first! Otherwise, how can the soldiers have confidence? I make it clear again that when the cavalry is marching, stay with them for more than one day."
distance, you need to send out roving sentries every day when setting up camp!』
The confidant responded loudly and immediately went down to deliver the order.
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When the first ray of sunlight at dawn illuminated the white snow on the top of the Taihang Mountains, the civilians in Cao Jun's camp had already started to move like ants, and soon other Cao Jun soldiers also formed a team.
The smoke rises, which means that the attack will start soon.
In this era, every mouthful of food is not free, but has to be paid in blood.
Either your own blood or the blood of others.
The catapults inside and outside Huguan also began to project each other one after another.
At the beginning, neither side had much practical experience in using catapults, so for Le Jin's side, many were damaged, so subsequent supplements could not catch up, while for Jia Qu's side, because the stone bombs consumed too much, production and transportation were also difficult.
Can't catch up...
So it became more like a shock, or a deterrent, or an act of blocking each other. There was a threat, but the threat was not too great.
When the stone bullets are thrown down, the experienced soldiers on both sides who have been destroyed will give a warning, and the crowd will disperse immediately. Of course, there will be a few unlucky ones who run in the wrong direction, or who did not need to run and would not have been attacked.
He was hit but he ran to catch it with his face.
In the area beyond the threat of stone throwing at Huguan City, groups of fully armed soldiers walked to the designated location under the leadership of the military academy, and then sat down on the spot following brief and urgent orders. The civilians immediately came over carrying barrels and large baskets.
, put bread and steamed buns for the soldiers, each person has a large cake or two small steamed buns, and a pickle outside.
Eat some when you are about to go into battle, not to be full, but so that your legs and hands will not become weak due to hunger during the fight.
There was a medium-sized wound on Le Jin's face, which was covered with some plaster. Although it looked ferocious, in fact, such a wound could only be regarded as a small injury, or a minor injury, and a truly serious injury was basically
Lying down...
Perhaps in later feudal dynasties, injuries were judged from the battle formation. As long as he could still move, it was not considered a serious injury. So even though Le Jin had injuries on his face, he still stood with several military princes.
In one place, one looks at Huguan in the distance.
Le Jin knew that Huguan was difficult to fight, but after the actual fight started, he realized how cruel and troublesome the word "bad" was.
First of all, follow-up supplies have been intermittent and unable to keep up.
Le Jin also understands the specific difficulties. It is indeed difficult to walk on the Yangchang Slope, but no matter what, people can't eat and drink less.
"Send another team to check back and see where the supply convoy has arrived..." Le Jin looked up at the sky and saw that although the sun was rising, the clouds were still thick. "We also need to prepare warm clothes."
, otherwise... Ma Junhou, you are responsible for this matter. You must ensure that the logistics and supplies can keep up!"
An older military commander responded.
Le Jin was about to give other orders when he suddenly heard someone screaming in the distance. He turned his head and saw that a few unlucky guys had just been hit by stones thrown from the top of Huguankou City. Naturally, they were killed on the spot.
Those who were torn apart were very brave and kept silent, but those who survived were unlucky...
One half of his shoulder was gone, and he was covered in blood. He let out a shrill scream, but soon weakened. The other one had a broken leg, and several other soldiers were holding it down to prevent it.
He rolled over in pain, causing even greater damage. The military doctor walked over with an axe, making the wounded soldier with a broken leg howl in despair like a domestic dolphin waiting to be slaughtered.
Le Jin calmly withdrew his gaze and continued to explain today's attack arrangements to several military princes. The expressions of the several military princes did not change at all.
Le Jin's bodyguard brought some grain pancakes and distributed them to Le Jin and the Marquis.
Different from ordinary soldiers, Le Jin and others had an extra piece of bacon and a cup of hot physalis water.
The air was filled with the smell of blood, mixed with the decaying smell released before and after death. Almost all of it was attached to these foods, but Le Jin, Junhou and others seemed to be unaware of it, or just
As if his sense of smell and taste were all gone, he bit into the bread and then ate it.
After eating the last piece of cake and drinking the last sip of physalis water, Le Jin gave a few final instructions, nodded to the military lord, and then waved.
The military prince silently returned the greeting and retreated.
The civilians in the rear started running amidst the urging. Even if they sometimes fell down due to lack of physical strength, they would not care about how badly they were injured. They would quickly collect the fallen items and send them to the next place.
In war, a person is just a thing, an object, which is divided into useful and useless. If you can still move objects, then you can still be useful. If you can't even move objects, then there is nothing left.
Serve as cannon fodder and die in the city.
The mountains in the distance are as black as the eyebrows of a beautiful woman.
If there is such a thing as beauty's trouble, then the Huguan must be the number one trouble for the Shangdang.
"whole team!"
"Take up arms!"
The sound of orders began to sound in the queue.
"Today we will focus on the right side! Divide the two songs into four teams!"
"Team 1, get ready! Enter!"
As the military marquis waved his hand, the leader led his soldiers and followed the ladder cart pushed by the civilians...
No one hesitated, no one was sad, and no one said, "I don't understand, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know what to do, I can't try to postpone the face of death, because behind the military formation, there is Le Jin's direct battalion."
Le Jin's direct battalion has used their record to prove that Huguan is not invincible, at least the Hukou military camp is proof of this, and now it is naturally the turn of these subsequent supplementary Cao troops to show their value.
As long as the new recruits survive, they will of course become veterans.
In this process, less than half of a queue of fifty people may survive in the end.
Those who survived were the Han people.
Those who died were still Han Chinese.
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"No! Cao Jun is coming! Cao Jun is coming!"
"Cao's army has entered the city!"
"The city is broken!"
"Ahhhh..."
Waves of noisy sounds, like the sky and the earth falling apart, hit Yang Xiu on the head and body, causing pain all over his body and extreme pain.
Yang Xiu realized that the defense line he had worked so hard to build collapsed almost instantly. The proud Luoyang City Defense was like a doll wearing sexy lingerie, with several holes being poked at any time. He could not even react.
For a time, he thought he was in a long nightmare. But he immediately saw the city of Luoyang, with flames soaring into the sky, silhouettes of people, and fierce killing sounds. The clashing sounds of swords and guns came and went, and the screams of wolves crying and ghosts howling.
One after another.
this……
Is this all true?
How can this be?!
Cao Jun came in?!
How did Cao Jun break in?!
Although Yang Xiu had already known the news about Cao Jun's activities before, he had always been lucky or felt that the city wall he had repaired for many years could still resist to some extent, so even if he had discussions with Yang Biao,
But he still delayed making the final decision, trying to get the maximum benefit with his words.
But I never expected that Cao Jun would stop talking!
He immediately started to fight, and when he did so, it was like a thunderous blow!
What about city defense?
Only at this moment did Yang Xiu realize that either there were spies in the city, or the city guard captain had been bribed!
It could even be both situations!
Did you agree to dedicate your whole life to the great cause of the Yang family?
The oath I swore in the Sizhi Hall is now regarded as a fart?!
Yang Xiu was frightened and anxious, looking around for weapons or other things that could give him some peace of mind, but there was only a long sword for decoration. It was said to be decoration, because such a long sword
The most important thing is that the decoration on the shell and the pattern on the sword are not edged at all, only a small part of the sword tip is edged.
Yang Xiu didn't care so much, he drew out his long sword and shouted: "Guard, where are the guards?!"
There are no guards around to respond.
Yang Xiu came out of the back house. When he opened the door, he saw the slaves in the backyard running in chaos, shouting in panic, mixed with the shouts in Luoyang City at this time...
"Calm down! Calm down!"
Yang Xiu yelled, but few people heard him.
All around were panicked figures running around like headless flies. There were people shouting, howling and crying everywhere.
"Oh my god! Cao Jun is coming!"
"The city is broken! Everyone, run for your lives!"
"My child! Where is my child?!"
"Xiu'er! Who has seen Xiu'er?!"
"Ah! Ahhhh..."
Yang Xiu took a few steps forward and stabbed to death a slave who rushed in front of him.
The slave screamed before his death, which made the panicked slaves in the backyard more or less regain some sense from the extreme panic...
"I'm not dead yet!" Yang Xiu yelled, waving the blood-stained sword, "Calm down! Where is the manager?!"
The steward stumbled and fell to his knees, trembling all over.
"Do your job well!" Yang Xiu wiped the blood-stained sword clean on the steward's body, "Where is my father?"
"Okay, I think I went to the front yard..." the steward replied.
It wasn't until I rushed to the front yard of Luoyang Mansion that I saw Yang Biao here, and most of the Yang family's guards were also here. Of course, the rest of the Yang family were also here.
"..." Yang Xiu breathed a sigh of relief, took a breath, and walked up.
"Raise pigs!" When a member of the Yang clan saw Yang Xiu coming, he jumped out, spitting, pointing with his halberd, "You said before that Luoyang City is as solid as a rock! Where is the rock now?!"
Ah?! You, you, you, you..."
Yang Xiu silently, intentionally or unintentionally, raised his sword and walked forward.
Although most of the long swords are not edged, the tip is still sharp.
The Yang clan members swallowed silently and moved out of the way.
"Father..." Yang Xiu came to Yang Biao and put away his sword.
Yang Biao looked at Yang Xiu with very complicated eyes, "Xiu'er...what do you want now?"
Yang Xiu let out a long breath, "For now, the only way is... to be loyal to His Majesty before the Dan level..."
