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Chapter 3026: The right time and right place are all in my hands

Xiahou Dun led his horse and walked on the north road of Fukouxing.

Behind him was a group of Cao Jun guards.

Although it is said that Xiahou Dun took She County, it does not mean that Xiahou Dun can move forward boldly.

Xiahou Dun's memories of those icy days when he was short of fuel under Shexian County still frightened him. If Shexian County had persisted for a few more days, gunpowder might have been used, and the battle into Shanxi had just begun...

It was not that Xiahou Dun had not imagined the difficulties of fighting in Shangdang Taiyuan, but what he did not expect was that he still took the problem too lightly.

Marching from the plains to the plateau, there is not only a difference in height, but also many subtle changes.

As the saying goes, where the soil and water support the people.

If you understand this sentence in reverse, it means that people who are not nourished by this water and soil will not be nourished by this water and soil. This may be related to the magnetic field, bacterial colonies, air temperature and humidity, etc., but it is obvious that Xiahou Dun is completely unable to

Even if we don't understand it, we can't get any empirical reference from history books.

When Emperor Guangwu captured Guanzhong, he recorded a march and then victory. There were no details, no process, and no lessons learned. Did the soldiers who came from Jizhou to Guanzhong suffer the same fate as Cao's army led by Xiahou Dun today?

What about an "opponent" that is invincible with swords and guns?

After entering the plateau, individuals have different reactions. Some people feel nothing, some feel dizzy and have headaches, some feel hungry and thirsty, and some have diarrhea. There is no pattern at all, which makes the doctors accompanying the army at a loss.

At a loss.

Xiahou Dun is doing relatively well. He doesn't feel too much. He just feels a little groggy when he wakes up every morning. He is not as energetic as when he was in Jizhou. In Dahan, because there is no sound and light interference, most people are

He went to bed at Xu time and woke up around Yin time. He had basically eaten breakfast at Mao time. After entering Fukouxing, Xiahou Dun felt that he woke up a little late in the morning...

Even regardless of these messy trivial matters, just talking about fuel, after capturing Shexian County, Xiahou Dun did not have the courage to continue to let the army rush along Fukou Xing to Taiyuan or Shangdang. The reason is very simple. Xiahou Dun knew that he

If you can't afford to lose, Cao Cao can't afford to lose either.

If it's just a small team of soldiers and horses, that's it. If there are tens of thousands of people, the supplies required will be like a bottomless pit, and there will never be enough!

She County...

Xiahou Dun suddenly dropped the horse's reins and climbed up a high rock on the side of the mountain road using both hands and feet. Then he looked around, frowning and not saying a word.

When Xiahou Dun's guards saw Xiahou Dun acting like this, they immediately became vigilant. They held swords and shields and looked around, but they didn't see anything unusual...

Bian Bing also climbed up the rock behind Xiahou Dun.

Looking far into the distance, the mountain road winds and disappears among the withered shrubs and weeds, and the vast mountains stand dangerously in front and behind. The mountains roar past, rolling up the floating snow on the mountain ridges like smoke and fog.

In the vast sky and earth, people seem to be as insignificant as gravel and dust.

Bian Bing looked into the distance and listened, but found nothing. "General..."

Xiahou Dun made a gesture of silence, then continued to look far away, patrolling, and then said after a while: "Have you not noticed that the weather seems to have changed in the past two days?"

"Weather?" Bian Bing looked up at the sky. There were still thick clouds piled up in the sky, moving lazily, "This..."

Bian Bing didn't see any difference.

But Xiahou Dun felt it...

In the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, it seems that only Brother Zhu has the ability to control the wind and rain, and even fish sauce is a foil. However, in fact, most of the generals who have been in charge of the army for many years have some intuition beyond the five senses. Although it may not be accurate every time, but

You have more or less your own judgment.

In Xiahou Dun's senses, he seemed to see the murderous aura filling the sky, invading from north to south!

However, this kind of induction is also the most uncertain thing.

But, do you want to bet?

Xiahou Dun hesitated.

Bian Bing whispered: "The general's intention is to change the situation? Then shall we march? If we don't march, this land of Shangdang Taiyuan..."

Xiahou Dun did not answer immediately, but exhaled a long breath, "Bian Hujun, have you ever led an army alone before?"

Bian Bing was stunned for a moment, shook his head, and suddenly a happy expression appeared on his face, "General, do you want me to lead the army alone?"

Xiahou Dun's eyes moved slightly, "Hmm... I have some ideas... But, Bian Hujun, how much do you know about leading an army? There is a difference between making plans and leading troops to fight for their lives..."

Joining the army in Shandong is not a happy thing.

This is fundamentally different from the land of Guanzhong.

Shandong is rich, or has a higher average value. Even if most of the wealth is concentrated in the hands of the top people, the leftovers leaking out from the fingers occasionally will be more than in the bitter cold land of Shanxi. Even if it is

If you go digging wild vegetables and grass roots in the wild, it will obviously grow more in Shandong than in the arid and semi-arid areas of Shanxi.

This makes it obvious that there are more "land of plenty" in Shandong than in Shanxi, which means that the cost of survival for people in Shandong is actually cheaper and easier than that for people in Shanxi.

Then Jiangdong will be more comfortable than Shandong...

This is not to say that Jiangdong or Shandong are all lazy people. After all, laziness depends on the individual. There are hardworking people in the south and lazy people in the north. They are all normal. It is just a general situation.

It's like Guangxi produced wolf soldiers in later generations, but what happened in Guangdong next door?

Fresh food?

Poor mountains and harsh waters breed unruly people, because in a place like this, if the people don't fight and act unruly, they won't be able to survive!

In Shandong, where the Han Dynasty is now, there is no military merit reward system like under Fei Qian's rule. Ordinary people with foreign surnames are not as fast as Cao's and Xiahou's in getting promoted quickly.

Just like the rice emperors of later generations, if you have a bachelor's or master's degree, you can become a village official, but with a vocational college, you can become a county magistrate!

It was such a coincidence that the descendants of the Cao family and the Xiahou family just happened to make the trip, and the light was green all the way, unimpeded!

Under such circumstances, even if the Cao family and the Xiahou family understood that Fei Qian's military and political strategy was better, they couldn't use it!

How can it be used?

Is it possible that the catfish was really hung out and killed?

Kill the catfish, will Gong Da G kill him?

If you trace it further...

The sky is about to break!

The pain of the bald Jingguo is not just one or two.

Therefore, those who joined the army in Shandong only joined the army when they really couldn't survive, or they were captured young men, like ants, with a low life. Don't look at Cao Cao's occupation of Jizhou and Yuzhou, but in fact, both now and in history

Above, is the strongest regiment under Cao Cao’s command from Jizhou or Yuzhou? Neither!

The tiger and leopard cavalry are from Youbei, the infantry is from Qingzhou, and the navy is from Jingzhou!

However, the two most populous states among the Han people do not even have a single hair on their heads.

"When you control your soldiers, you must be strict... but you must not be too strict. Otherwise, if you are very powerful, you will not be as strong as three points..." Xiahou Dun said slowly, "Training soldiers and increasing morale is not an easy task... Scheduling the army,

It may be just a word inside the tent, but outside it is measured by soldiers with step-by-step steps... Walking across mountains and rivers, with only an inch on the map, it is really hard to walk and involves thousands of trivial matters..."

"The battle between the two armies is even more like this. They confront each other and check the reality. It can be as short as a few months or as long as years!" Xiahou Dun said slowly, as if he was summarizing, and also as if he was teaching, "After the Spring and Autumn Period,

There will no longer be two armies facing each other, taking formation and then fighting... The method of battle is to avoid losses and defeat the enemy without fighting... Guarding the key passes will make the soldiers unable to move and deplete their morale... Cut off their food routes and create deep ditches.

A high base means that if you don't fight, you will be trapped..."

Bian Bing pondered and said: "General, are you saying that these hussar soldiers want to cut off our food supply?"

When marching and fighting, food and grass are the first priority. Of course everyone understands this principle.

In particular, Lao Cao likes to cut off other people's food routes, so he is naturally very wary of his own food routes.

Bian Bing thought about the arrangement of the grain road during this period, and it seemed that there was no problem. However, when Xiahou Dun said this, he had to think about it again and check again to see if there was anything he had missed.

Xiahou Dun glanced at Bian Bing and said, "This enemy army may not be human...maybe it is heaven..."

Bian Bing was startled and looked up.

In the sky, layers of clouds are like endless curtains, covering everything. Those comfortable floating clouds are like mocking the ants on the ground, and they still want to peep in based on this.

Secret?

A group of Cao Jun scouts came in a hurry and broke the silence.

"What? Taiyuan has sent troops?" Xiahou Dun was not surprised but overjoyed, "Very good! In this way, the right time and place are all mine! Bian Hujun listens to the order! He can set up more kitchens inside and outside Shexian County! Secretly mobilize his troops to attack southward.

Attack the Shangdang and join forces with General Yue to defeat Huguan!"

Bian Bing responded proudly.





Yanzhou.

On the official road leading to it, flags were like clouds, and the carriages and horses were noisy. It was majestic, like an endless transport team of Cao Jun of the Han Dynasty, pouring in endlessly, and then all the way to Hanoi and all the way to Sili.

At the place where the convoys gathered, on the side of the transfer camp, there was not even enough surface for the official road to walk, so we had to pass on the dirt roads on both sides of the road. Fortunately, there was little rain in winter, so it was not too difficult to walk.

Each baggage truck was fully loaded with various military supplies, food, grass and equipment, as if all the Han family property had been moved out.

The bent back of the laborer is almost at the same angle as the mules and horses beside him. The stretched neck is like a dying fish. The yellow eyes are lifeless, leaving only helplessness and instinctive reaction to life.

.

Even when the harsh winter comes, many hard workers still only wear a thin shirt. The gray-black cloth, mixed with soil and sweat, has become hardened into lumps, and it is difficult to float even if the cold wind blows. The palms and feet are thick

A layer of calluses, silently pulling and pushing the baggage trucks one after another.

The voice of the clerk standing high up in the cold wind was extremely sharp, "You are a silverfish that only knows how to eat but cannot work! When it comes to eating, it runs faster than a rabbit, and when it comes to working, it drags more than a tortoise."

slow!"

"Idiot! You can't pull a cart well. Is all the shit in your head?!"

"Be careful! If you knock it over and break it, you won't be able to afford the compensation for your ten lives!"

There is labor every year, and there are coolies from generation to generation.

The mules and horses can also eat some dry food, but the laborers can't even compare to what the mules and horses can eat.

After all, the mules and horses still have some dry goods, but the laborers will always only have a bowl of mush.

Because mules and horses are valuable, but people are not.

Insults and whippings sounded from time to time, while the slaves being scolded and beaten remained silent, occasionally letting out pitiful screams like cattle and sheep.

The baggage pulled by coolies made deep ruts on the road, but none of the goods on the baggage cars belonged to these coolies.

They are people, but they are not people either.

They thought those in robes would regard them as human beings, but in fact, those in robes never regarded them as human beings.

They naively thought that it would be enough to finish pulling this car, but they did not know that after this car was finished, there would be another car.

They thought that they would be fine if they endured hardship, and their children would be able to enjoy happiness and have the opportunity to wear robes. However, they did not know that in the feudal dynasty, a man with clay legs would always be a man with clay legs, and that robe would never belong to them, and would never belong to them.

children...

Even if it is put on temporarily, it must be taken off again.

People with muddy legs are not worthy of wearing robes.

The military academy in charge of transferring grain and fodder to the camp stood on the left side of the road, waiting humbly. When he saw Ren Jun approaching, he immediately smiled and trotted forward to greet him. When he arrived in front of Ren Jun's horse, he personally pulled the horse for Ren Jun.

, after Ren Jun dismounted, he hurriedly bowed down and bowed. The series of actions were indescribably smooth and smooth.

"Cao Jun, holding a halberd, greets General Zhonglang from the tent of General Duhu!"

Cao's military academy is respectful and humble.

Ren Jun tilted his head slightly and smiled, "A member of the Cao clan? What a good name..."

It's interesting to say that most of the important generals in the direct line of the Cao family and the Xiahou family are not very famous, such as generals protecting the army, generals protecting the army, or generals suppressing the army, etc. They look like they are not in the upper class.

He is a low-grade thing among the miscellaneous generals, but in fact he has a low position and weight, and the advantages are not in the fold.

Ren Jun laughed and didn't bother to show off. He patted Cao's Military Academy with his uninjured hand and said, "We are all members of our own family, so there is no need for so many courtesy! Now that the lord is leading the troops in a bloody battle outside, we can only do our duty loyally.

It is for the use of soldiers and must not be missing!"

Cao Juan was helped up by Ren Jun, his expression was still very respectful, and he said with a smile: "What General Zhonglang said is really reasonable, every word is precise... I will definitely keep it in mind at all times!"

Ren Jun chuckled and said, "I won't say too many polite words... The soldiers in the front are working hard, and the transportation of money and food in the rear is of course uninterrupted... What is being transported these days?"

Cao Juan lowered his head and replied: "Just some grains for food and clothing."

Ren Jun nodded, "Let's go and have a look."

Cao Juan was stunned, then he quickly nodded and bowed to lead the way, "General Zhonglang, please, please, please come this way..."

Of course, it is impossible to stop for a long time on the official road.

Under the guidance of military academy Cao Juan, Ren Jun arrived at the camp's storage location. Looking at the seemingly orderly layout of the camp, he couldn't help but nodded in approval.

Cao Juan looked at Ren Jun's face and also made fun of him, saying that he was learning from General Zhonglang, and General Zhonglang was his role model.

This cheerful atmosphere lasted until Ren Jun wanted to change to another warehouse...

"Oh? Why is it not convenient?" Ren Jun said in a deep voice.

Cao Juan said with some embarrassment, his voice a little pleading, "General Zhonglang, haven't you seen this and that warehouse just now? They are all the same, they are all the same..."

Ren Jun's eyes were slightly cold, "Open it!"

Cao Juan was still hesitant, but Ren Jun's guard had already stepped forward and snatched the key chain from Cao Juan's hand. After a few tries, he opened the padlock and pulled off the chain.

Inside the barn, piles of grain and millet were stacked like mountains.

Guard Ren Jun took a look around first, and after coming out, he whispered to Ren Jun: "There is nothing abnormal."

Cao Juan suddenly became lively, "I... I just said that the weather is a bit humid, and it is easy to get damp when the door is opened..."

"Oh?" Ren Jun nodded, smiled with his eyes narrowed, and then walked in.

The warehouse is not very big, with four piles of grain and grass surrounded by reed mats.

The grain and grass stacks are on wooden frames and are not in direct contact with the ground. There is a wooden ladder on one side of the grain and grass stacks to facilitate getting up and down.

Lime and realgar were sprinkled on the ground, but they were scattered everywhere by footprints.

Ren Jun's heart moved slightly, and he picked a grain and hay stack at random, climbed up the wooden ladder, and dug through the grains in the grain and hay stack with his hands...

The shelled corn flowed down from Ren Jun's palm.

Dry, without much floating dust and shriveled shells, it is indeed the best corn.

no problem.

Ren Jun looked back at Cao Juan, looking at the sweat rolling down Cao Juan's face. The doubts in his heart not only did not subside, but instead increased. Since it was normal, why stop him?

Immediately, Ren Jun seemed to smell something. He twitched his nose twice, then put the corn in his hand to his nose, and faintly smelled some musty smell.

Why does dry corn have a slight musty smell?

Ren Jun threw a small handful of corn into his mouth and chewed it.

The aroma of grains spreads in the mouth.

There's no problem, it's fresh corn, from that year.

Maybe it just got a musty smell during transportation?

Ren Jun threw the remaining corn back into the grain and hay stack, and then went down the wooden ladder. Standing next to the grain and hay stack, Ren Jun suddenly took out his guard's sword and stabbed it into the reed mat of the grain and hay stack.

middle!

Cao Juan's face suddenly turned pale.

The knife was drawn out. As the sword was drawn out, the rotten grains buried under the grain and haystacks, and the moldy and colorful black feces flowed out along the knife edge, like pus and blood.

"How brave!" Ren Jun shouted angrily, "How dare you steal and sell military rations and pass them off as good ones!"

"No, it's not me!" Cao Jun fell to his knees with a thud, "The younger one is just responsible for transporting... this food and grass, when it comes..."

"Drag him out and show his head to the public!" Ren Jun had no intention of listening to his explanation and just asked people to drag him away.

"Why?!" Cao Juan shouted, "I don't accept it...why...ah...wu..."

Soon, Cao Juan's head was hung on the gate of the transfer camp.

Ren Jun looked at it indifferently. Didn't he know that Cao Juan was just a small role, and daring to do such a thing was definitely not something that a small military academy in a grain transportation camp could do...

Stealing and selling military rations and passing them off as good quality, from sales to transportation, was it all done by Cao Juan alone?

That's right, Cao Juan can only be held responsible!

Ren Jun had heard some news a long time ago, and this time he came specifically to deal with the matter. If he could normally turn a blind eye, he would just turn a blind eye, but now...

Regardless of whether it is killing chickens or birds, it must be a shock to ensure that there is no problem with the food channel!

As for those others hiding behind the scenes...




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