In the early days of building a pontoon bridge, if you don't pursue stability, you only need to tie the boats together in series, and then the water flow will gradually carry the long string of boats to the river, and then fix the long string of boats on the other side.
Can.
If you want it to be more stable, you need to add boards and stakes.
But no matter what, a pontoon is just a pontoon. This structure, which is mainly made of wood, is very fragile.
As Cao Hong removed the sentries on the shore, Cao Jun accelerated the erection of the pontoon bridge.
Cao Hong retreated to the river bank and looked at the river in silence.
Cao Zhen followed Cao Hong.
Cao Zhen is the eldest son of Cao Hong, and his official position is the Shaofu Shaojian.
"Spread out." Cao Hong said to the guards around him.
Cao's guard agreed, and then expanded the area in a circle, leaving space for Cao Hong and Cao Zhen.
"Father..." Cao Zhen asked in a low voice, "But what are your orders?"
"..." Cao Hong was silent for a moment, and then sighed softly, "You must be careful in everything... Although there are big families in Hedong who have responded, it is easy to make false promises, but it is difficult to do real things. Don't look at the promises in the letters of these big families...
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Cao Zhen's eyes widened, "What my father means is... these guys will go back on their word? No way?!"
Just like during the war between Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, a large number of powerful nobles in Yuzhou, Yanzhou and other places secretly handed out many red apricot flower handkerchief sachets to Yuan Shao. In fact, the powerful powerful people in Hedong also
Doing similar things.
Otherwise, where did the exquisite armors on Cao Hong and Cao Zhen come from?
Of course, these big investors will not make it clear or write deterministic words to express their position, but they are very good at writing some aloof attitudes and making some ambiguous words. After all, this is the traditional art of the petty bourgeoisie.
Just like a dog can't change its habit of eating shit.
If Fei Qian wins in the end, these guys will immediately say that they have rejected Cao Cao early. Didn't they read that Brother Cao Cao is a good person? Look at this good person card, it was given to him so early.
Don't you still understand my sincerity?
Of course, if Cao Cao wins in the end, these guys will immediately stick to Cao Cao, caress Cao Cao's thighs, and say sweetly, "Cao Cao giegie, I already knew you were a good person..."
Cao Hong snorted, "If you still can't wake up, then follow me back to the south bank as soon as possible, and I will send someone else to Beiqu!"
When Cao Zhen heard this, he cupped his hands and said, "Father, please don't worry! I will definitely be able to handle this!"
Cao Hong turned around and patted Cao Zhen twice on the shoulder, "Child... be careful when you go... It's not that you are cruel to your father, but that the lord's sons all went to fight and died in the battle. You
What qualifications do I have to sit in the rear? This honor was obtained at the cost of my life! If you don’t have any merit in your body, how can you sit securely in the future? This time... you..."
Cao Hong's voice gradually became quieter. At the end, Cao Zhen could hardly hear it. He couldn't help but take a step forward and barely heard the last few words Cao Hong said, "...if you...if...ten million
To...save your life..."
life!
What does it mean?
"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, it seemed that there was only darkness and gray-black left.
It was as gray and black as the earth in front of me.
During the day, earthy yellow, mountain daisy black, blood red red, everything has its own color, different from others, but in the dark, everything turns into gray-black, lighter black, gray
It has to be deeper.
If not, who can tell whether it is originally red or blue in this gray and black?
"Father..." Cao Zhen wanted to get the answer from Cao Hong, "Father... is this... do I still have to act according to the policy?"
"..." Cao Hong sighed, as if he wanted to say something, but also seemed not to want to continue saying anything at all. He just patted Cao Zhen on the shoulder again, and then led the people back to the south bank.
Cao Zhen watched Cao Hong walk away, and for some reason, he suddenly felt a sense of loneliness...
Star bright.
It was like he was the only one left in the world.
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Cao Cao once again climbed to the high platform of Niutouyuan and looked at Tongguan City, Tongguandu, the majestic Qinling Mountains and the surging river.
The stars are shining brightly in the sky.
The weather has been unprecedentedly good these days, but who knows how long this weather will last?
Cao Xiu was in Shaanxi County, Cao Hong went out to Fenglingdu before Cao Zhen, and Cao Cao was here in Tongguan. They were all trying to lure the enemy.
But the effect was unsatisfactory.
Cao Xiu's granary was burned. Although the loss was not huge, the morale damage caused was considerable. Moreover, Wei Yan had the naval advantage. This was something that Cao Cao could not have predicted before the war. According to the previous intelligence, Wei Yan had always
He was commanding the infantry and fighting in the mountains and forests. Who would have thought that Wei Yan would suddenly become the commander of the navy and be stuck in Shaanxi and Tianjin, forcing Cao Cao to transport the grain and grass by land, which invisibly delayed the time.
Reduced efficiency.
Secondly, Cao Hong and Cao Zhen's father and son did not attack Tongguandu on the south bank, but directly attacked Fenglingdu on the north bank. Although it seems to be going well so far, Tongguandu will inevitably launch a counterattack later...
There is also the big banner that Cao Cao himself erected at Tongguan. He originally wanted to lure the Tongguan defender to attack. After all, Zhu Ling had attacked in Hangu before, but he did not expect that this time he was unusually calm.
Cao Cao didn't believe that he didn't see his banner at Tongguan Pass. Shouldn't he try to make a sneak attack?
What is the reason why you are unmoved after seeing it?
The attacker has the advantage of playing cards first, but now Cao Cao feels that his cards are getting fewer and fewer.
Luuring the enemy is Lao Cao's specialty.
As long as the opponent sends troops, Cao Cao can either ambush, encircle, attack from the side, or intercept. He can use his advantage of having more troops to attack the part of the troops that have been lured out, thus causing the loss of the opponent's troops.
Morale is reduced, and at the same time, you can capture some prisoners, obtain more information, and implement some additional heart-attack strategies.
The premise is that the opponent falls into the trap...
Wei Yan was indeed "tempted", but like a loach, he couldn't even catch it.
Cao Cao erected a large banner himself, but Tongguan remained unmoved.
Now we have to see what subsequent changes Cao Hong will cause after his sneak attack on Fenglingdu...
However, Cao Cao's heart was still gloomy and he did not feel relaxed.
The war has reached this point, and he seems to have achieved some results, but it seems like he has achieved nothing at all.
Cao Cao looked up at the sky and looked at the gorgeous stars in the sky.
What is the general trend of the world?
He has always behaved calmly and confidently in front of the generals, but who knows that he is tossing and turning every night with panic and palpitations?
Feiqian Feiziyuan, did you sleep well?
Is it the same as a certain one?
The sound of footsteps came.
Dian Wei whispered from behind, "Ming Gong, the wine offering is here."
Cao Cao nodded slightly.
Guo Jia liked to drink, so Cao Cao made an original design and named a military advisor to offer wine to him, so the military advisor was called the others, and Guo Jia was the wine sacrificer.
Offer wine as a sacrifice, why offer wine as a sacrifice?
To offer sacrifices to the blue sky and the earth, to offer sacrifices to the surging river?
When Cao Cao thought of this name, who did he want to sacrifice to? Why?
Cao Cao didn't say anything.
Guo Jia didn't ask either.
Amidst the creaking of the wooden boards, Guo Jia walked up.
Cao Cao did not look back, "Fengxiao, the stars in the sky and the earth... are there any differences in the Qinglong Temple?"
Guo Jia was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Cao Cao's first sentence was 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, human beings have looked up at the stars, just like dust looking up at the mountains.
The mountains may change, but the starry sky seems eternal.
Of course, people in later generations know that the stars will change, but they stand on the shoulders of countless ancients who looked up at the stars. Without the continuous observation of these ancients day after day, who would know what the stars are like?
"Ming Gong, in Qinglong Temple, most of the discussions are based on scriptures, and not much about the sun, moon and stars..." Guo Jia said slowly, "But in Zhongnan Mountain, there is a star observatory... Yi Piao
As Qi said, the stars are not eternal, and the changes in the stars are related to the weather. There are four different seasons in the calendar for hundreds of years, and they should be replaced according to the changes in the stars..."
"Calendar?" Cao Cao seemed to be questioning, but also seemed to be sighing, "Hussar... is he also familiar with calendar matters?"
Guo Jia said: "Hushi also learned from Liu Yuanzhuo..."
"That's right..." Cao Cao sighed, "I almost forgot..."
Guo Jia glanced at Cao Cao but did not answer.
Did Cao Cao really forget, or did he pretend to forget?
If I really forgot, what did Cao Cao mean by these words?
What if I forget it?
Are you talking about what Cao Cao himself has forgotten, or are you trying to remind Guo Jia not to forget something?
Or are you just sighing? Do you think Fei Qian actually studies astronomy?
I still feel that Qiusi is actually...
Between Jingran and Jingran, what was Cao Cao feeling?
Guo Jia was silent.
The closer Guo Jia got to Guanzhong, the things he had experienced in Guanzhong before seemed to become clearer.
Those things that I once thought I had forgotten, in fact, I now know that they cannot be forgotten at all.
Memories are tugging at past events, and choices are fighting against emotions.
The chaotic sounds of the day seemed to still be humming in the dark.
The big man is sick.
The emperor is undoubtedly a sick man, but who is the doctor and who can restore health?
Is the head more important, or the arms?
What if you use the same sentence to ask the arm?
What would the arm say?
Are you willing to give everything for a big man? What if you ask a second time? A third time? A fourth time?
Will the arm cry? Will it be the same answer, the same result?
Guo Jia lowered his eyelids. The past was like smoke, like fog, like a beautiful woman on the water side that could never be clearly seen. It was also like a ferocious beast hidden deep in the cave. It attracted him and frightened him. Those in the past were like smoke and fog.
What I learned, understood, and touched in Guanzhong, the deeper it is buried, the more it rolls and the more it trembles. I don’t dare to think about it, and I can’t forget it!
"Filial piety..."
Cao Cao said something.
Guo Jia said calmly: "Master, there is good news..."
"But there is news from Jing Xiang?" Cao Cao asked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
At such a moment, it seemed that the sentimental Cao Cao who had appeared before had disappeared without a sound in the dark night, and what was left was the ruthless Cao Cao and his cold words.
"My lord, what I expected is true. Jing Xiang came to report that Jiangdong has marched." Guo Jia nodded in reply.
"Good!" Cao Cao said, stroking his palms, "If we march to Jiangdong, Jing Xiang will live..."
"So..." Guo Jia paused slightly, "Act according to the policy?"
Cao Cao took a long breath and nodded, "Go and make arrangements!"
Guo Jia accepted the offer and then stepped back from the high platform.
Cao Cao still stood on the high platform, with his hands behind his back, facing the wind.
The robes are fluttering and the flags are stretched out.
A gentle sigh, if there is nothing...
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Fukouxing.
Yan Rou and Xiahou Dun have been fighting for several days.
Some lose and some win.
At the beginning, Yan Rou won more, but as Yan Rou's troops and horses began to deplete, Xiahou Dun gradually gained the advantage.
People will get tired and get injured.
Unlike in the game, even a bloodskin can output 100% of all combat power.
During Xiahou Dun's subsequent counterattack, some of Yan Rou's men stayed behind to cover Yan Rou's escape, and there was no news again...
The morning mist floats little by little on the mountain tops, the air is fresh, and occasionally there are the chirping of insects and birds.
The original gray and black veil was torn apart little by little, revealing the rich and colorful colors between heaven and earth.
Yan Rou regretted a little.
I regret that I was impulsive.
After all, the mountain roads are different from the grasslands and deserts.
Although Yan Rou and his men took advantage of the familiar terrain at the mountain pass of Fukouxing to attack Xiahou Dun's soldiers several times, tearing off several pieces of Xiahou Dun's flesh and blood, Xiahou Dun
Like a zombie covered in rotten flesh, he didn't care whether Yan Rou chopped off his flesh or cut off his fingers and arms. He still moved stiffly, smelling Yan Rou's scent and following the footsteps.
Approaching step by step.
There are fewer and fewer free places to maneuver.
Yan Rou felt like she was trapped in a voodoo pot.
In the basin, he and Xiahou Dun were fighting each other.
The surrounding peaks are the walls of this basin.
Yan Rou felt that besides her own basin, there seemed to be bigger and more basins.
Blood is flowing and life is passing away.
Biting each other, devouring each other, until the last Gu worm survives...
Yan Rou bit a grass stem in her mouth, sat cross-legged on a higher and drier place, and stared quietly towards the north.
He wanted to go back to the desert. His desire for revenge gradually diminished under the wash of blood, but his desire for the northern desert and his desire to escape from this poison basin gradually rose.
His horse was beside him, pawing the ground constantly, as if trying to dig out some grass roots or something from the ground.
On the surrounding ridges, there were some soldiers with good eyesight, looking towards the east in the direction of Xiahou's army.
In the valley, Yan Rou's men had all dismounted to rest, but no one dared to take off their armor, not even the saddle. They could only loosen the straps to make the war horses more comfortable.
In the past few days, Yan Rou has been fighting, and there seems to be a smell of blood on her body that cannot be eliminated.
"General, there is not much solid food left."
Guard Yan Rou said from the side.
"Yeah, I understand," Yan Rou nodded and said, "It's okay, we're ready to go... Let's all share it!"
The guard responded and then walked towards the other soldiers.
The chatter of soldiers in the distance floated over with Shanlan.
"...This trip, you can count as having ten heads, right?"
"I don't know how to calculate this. I'm still a little confused..."
"You can count heads even if you are wrong. If you are not confused, who will be?"
"That's it! Two heads plus two heads, you know it's four heads, but two plus two equals two. Even if you don't come up, I will laugh to death..."
"Really, if it doesn't work, just count it on your fingers..."
"Hahaha, but this guy said the fingers are not human heads!"
"I'm right! The finger is not a human head! How can the finger be a human head?"
"Yes, yes, you are the master, you are right..."
"Hahaha……"
Most of Yan Rou's men are from the desert, but some are from the Han Dynasty. But now they are all messing around together, killing enemies together, cuddling together in shelters to keep each other warm, and facing life and death together.
It is impossible to tell who is the Han and who is the Hu. They now have the same name, Hussars.
Some people died, some were injured, but few complained or complained.
The Hu people do look down on life and death, but it does not mean that the Hu people are not afraid of life and death.
When did the change occur?
Yan Rou doesn't remember.
But he remembered those dead soldiers...
It's not that Yan Rou has a good memory, but that there are military judges in the army who will remember it.
When you leave the battle, there will be a clerk's registration, and when you return, there will also be a clerk's record, and the document will be remembered.
Yan Rou can't remember it, but someone with documents will remember it for Yan Rou.
Remember their names, their families, their last wishes, and the blood they shed on this land.
Remember they are a person, not an unknown insect.
So Yan Rou was also laughing, heying, and the annoyance and worry that had arisen in her heart for no reason before seemed to dissipate with the morning mist in the chatter of these soldiers.
If one day he dies, perhaps there will be a small space belonging to him in the Hall of Heroes in Pingyang. Later, someone will come and offer a stick of incense, and some will point to his name and narrate his life.
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That's enough.
Go back tomorrow, and then please transfer back to the desert!
It seems like it’s been a long time...
"Beep! Beep!"
On the mountain ridge, the sound of a copper whistle suddenly sounded as a warning!
Yan Rou was startled and looked up, only to see soldiers on duty on both sides of the mountain ridge, eagerly waving red horn flags as a warning!
There are people coming from both sides of the valley!
And the speed is not slow, even leaving these soldiers on duty with no time to use more covert methods to remind...
This means that Cao Jun came straight towards the valley!
Trapped in the valley!
what happened?!
Has the trace been leaked?
impossible!
Because Yan Rou had previously sent soldiers to carefully clean up the traces before nightfall.
And the valley here clearly only has...
"General!"
"Captain!"
"what to do?"
"Where to go?!"
Yan Rou picked up the spear, then tied up the laces of the war horse in a few clicks, got on the horse, raised the spear, and the sharp edge shined under the early sun!
