Chapter 3197 Qin trapped King Jing and refused to return
Chapter 3196 Qin trapped King Jing and refused to return
Jinyang City.
Xiahou Dun has become increasingly silent in recent days.
"General, there was another arrow shot outside the city last night, saying it was... saying it was..."
The guard stood aside, hesitant.
"Say." Xiahou Dun frowned deeply.
The guard then lowered his voice and said, "You say yes... but you can capture us and then surrender the city and let the past be forgotten..."
The guard said and reported the arrow he received.
Xiahou Dun took it, looked at it with a frown, and then threw it on the table.
"General?" the confidant guard asked in a low voice.
Xiahou Dun pondered for a moment, "This is a strategy for alienation."
"General, if this happens..." the confidant guard whispered, "You must be on guard..."
Xiahou Dun's eyes flickered slightly.
In the past few days, hussars and horses were roaring back and forth, but Xiahou Dun didn't have many cavalry to deal with them.
There are not many hussars in each team, and Xiahou Dun also has some cavalry, but if they really want to fight, it will be very troublesome.
Xiahou Dun was reluctant to use all his mobile power to fight against these hussars, because the hussars could obviously take turns to rest, but if Xiahou Dun wanted to fight, he would have to be exhausted. So either the infantry of a large force would be dispatched, or only the infantry would be dispatched.
Being able to huddle behind the city wall, Huang Cheng's cavalry rushed forward in twos and threes. When they saw Xiahou Dun dispatching a large force, they ran away. If Xiahou Dun did not move, Huang Cheng's cavalry rushed to the vicinity of the city wall and threw arrows into the city.
Book.
Although this kind of arrow book is neither directional nor timely, and only contains some inflammatory remarks, the effect is indeed not bad. At least in the past two days, some people in the city have begun to panic.
If Cui rebelled and rebelled again, can he just forget about it?
Does anyone believe this?
This may have something to do with Fei Qian himself.
The Fei Qian family is not big, so there are not many positions reserved for the Fei family. There will be more space for generals and officials with other surnames than in Shandong. Under Fei Qian, Jing Xiang
Although the Xiliang sect is more powerful, the Xiliang sect is not weak either. There are also many native people from Sichuan and Shu in Hedong Guanzhong who are now serving under the command of Hussar.
The Hussars General is not only good at warfare, but also good at politics, transforming conflicts, grasping people's hearts, and mediating conflicts. Basically, he has shown this in recent years.
So if Qiusi can really pardon Cui's crime of offering the city, there is no way that Cui will really jump back again when the situation is not good...
For Xiahou Dun, the current situation was somewhat different from what he expected.
This time we entered Guanzhong, I originally thought it was a sure thing.
result……
Although the land of Hedong has captured Jinyang in Taiyuan, what about the other counties in Taiyuan...
Large troops dare not send out, after all, Jinyang is the main body.
A small force was sent out, but it was of no use. They were robbed halfway by so many Qiang and barbarians who came from nowhere.
These days, even the passage from Fukouxing is somewhat dangerous. The queues of people transporting grain and grass have repeatedly warned that they have encountered small groups of Qiang Hu.
The core disciples of the clan resisted strongly, and their food supply routes would be cut off by these Qiang and Hu.
Coupled with the news from the past few days...
Xiahou Dun knew that the troops who had invaded Hedong a few days ago had now fallen. The land east of Hedong was not as chaotic and chaotic as originally expected, with people's hearts divided.
As for Guanzhong, it was beyond Xiahou Dun and even beyond Cao Cao's expectations.
The gentry in Guanzhong are actually willing to remain humble and humble?
Or is there some other secret behind it?
Xiahou Dun felt a little uneasy for a moment.
In fact, this cannot be blamed on the incompetence of Cao Cao's intelligence agency, but it is a Chinese tradition.
As nobles, they have long been accustomed to being both responsible and independent.
Some of the noble clansmen in Hedong, Guanzhong, lost a lot of profits from their original land under Fei Qian, but they also made a lot more profits from trade!
It's just that these people always like to exaggerate their losses and then hide the benefits they gain. The more commercialized the nobles are, the more they are like this. Their costs are always blown up to the sky, and they lose money at every turn.
I couldn't even afford to wear pants. If I talked about profits, I would deny it. I couldn't bear it anymore. I would only use my thumb and index finger to make the most self-esteem-damaging gesture to express that I really only made a few hundred million...
Therefore, when Cao Cao's intelligence spies were snooping around Hedong in Guanzhong, what they often heard were the children of the gentry in Hedong in Guanzhong lamenting, complaining, ridiculing, etc. They thought that the gentry in Hedong in Guanzhong were very unhappy with Fei Qian's rule.
Dissatisfaction. In fact, there is indeed dissatisfaction. Even if Fei Qian changes his behavior like Shandong, there will still be opposition parties trying to pick out the bones from the eggs, but it is not as big as those intelligence spies under Cao Cao thought.
So strong.
After all, people like to hear what they want to hear and see what they want to see. Most of the time, people get into this information cocoon by themselves, but what can be done about it?
It wasn't until Xiahou Dun captured Jinyang and began to actually go to Hedong and feel and come into contact with the facts of Hedong that he gradually understood the problems, but it was already too late. It was like a stone rolling down the mountain. With Xiahou Dun
It is irreparable by personal efforts.
Xiahou Dun thought that when Fei Qian learned that Taiyuan was lost and Jinyang fell, he would definitely mobilize a large army to attack. However, he did not expect that Fei Qian seemed to be indifferent and just sent some rangers to attack Jinyang.
Wandering around, he would shoot a few letters of arrows from time to time, either to persuade him to surrender or to instigate him. It looked like he was showing weakness, but Xiahou Dun did not dare to take it lightly.
Is Fei Qian really confident, or is he just out of his depth?
It sounds ridiculous to say it, but Xiahou Dun really has such hope in his heart at the moment.
"This matter should not be made public..." Xiahou Dun said, "If it disturbs people's hearts, it will play into the enemy's hands..."
The confidant guard wanted to say something more, but Xiahou Dun raised his hand and stopped the confidant guard from saying, "The most important thing now is to deal with the hussar army carefully... At the beginning of this battle, I thought I could quickly defeat Guanzhong, but now I see
Come on, it’s really reckless...』
"General!" The guard was a little surprised.
However, Xiahou Dun did not avoid his mistakes because of this, "Therefore, we should focus on prudence at the moment and not make any mistakes... The four gates of the city defense should be strictly inspected, and the city should listen to the urns every hour... Also, if
In the name of food adjustment, the baggage from Jinyang City was first sent to Fukouxing Army Stronghold to prepare for emergencies..."
It was actually difficult to say such words, but Xiahou Dun felt that he was wrong, so he admitted his mistake.
He now needs to be prepared.
He didn't hide anything from his close guards.
"General..." the confidant guard whispered, "General, the intention is...are we ready to withdraw our troops?"
Xiahou Dun shook his head and said: "There is no rush to withdraw our troops. We must hold on here for a while first. At least we can contain more than 10,000 hussars and give the lord more strength to attack... If the lord's attack on Hedong goes well... maybe we can still gather our troops."
one place……"
Everyone has a different way of leading troops. Xiahou Dun did not think it was shameful to talk about failure in his own story. He talked about it and was ready to let others talk about his previous frustration and fear of being blamed.
The fear is gone, so that some previous bad emotions will not affect the subsequent war.
Now that the situation has changed, Xiahou Dun has adjusted the entire Taiyuan strategy, changing from an offensive state to a defensive strategy.
"Then, General..." The guard looked outside, "This Cui family... if you say..."
"Haha... If Ms. Cui really has some ideas..." Xiahou Dun smiled in a low voice, "Wouldn't it be better?"
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Hedong, south of Yi County.
A long queue was marching, only a few of them were regular soldiers of Cao's army, and most of the rest were auxiliary soldiers and civilians.
Form a strong camp and advance in a fortress style.
This is Cao's army's attack method, and these camps cannot be created out of thin air.
Lao Zaotou, an auxiliary soldier of Cao's army, held his "weapons", a hoe and a basket.
He originally had a knife, but he lost it at some point. Then he was scolded a lot and almost beheaded. Then he got a spear, but in the end he couldn't use it.
Okay, finally I changed it to a hoe...
Used it for many years.
Lao Zaotou was a refugee and was later recruited into the army.
Before he became a refugee, he was originally a farmer. He was not good at holding a knife, but he was good at holding a hoe.
He forgot where he was from...
Only occasionally in his dreams would he see the overwhelming fire and blood, see countless corpses piled up in mountains, and see his relatives in the mountains of corpses, staring, hands stretched out, bleeding...
The pain was unbearable for him.
Gradually, I didn't dare to think about anything, and my heart felt like death.
After thinking about nothing, I survived.
However, it is just alive.
The old Zaotou looked up and saw smoke rising in front of him.
Lao Zaotou was already very tired. He never thought that he would be able to walk such a long way, come to such a far place, and meet so many people in his life.
Living people and dead people.
When he was young, the farthest way was just the way to the market, and the most people were those at the market.
When he was born, some wandering Taoists told him that he had a good life and that noble people would help him when he was in trouble...
His parents were very happy and gave Taoist You Fang half a bushel of coarse wheat as a thank you.
The old Zaotou felt that he had indeed met a "noble man". Many people had died in recent years, but he, a country farmer who did not know how to wield a knife or a gun, could still make a living in such troubled times.
Thank you "honorable man".
Death is very simple, but it is also very difficult.
If you really want to die, you can die at anything.
But people always want to live, and being unable to live or die is the most painful thing.
As the chief of the auxiliary soldiers, Lao Zaotou led a group of auxiliary soldiers and a group of civilians to rush to the front to build a new camp for Cao's army.
hoe.
Basket.
strength.
human life.
Cao Jun's camps were erected one after another like this.
At the front of the queue, civilians staggered.
Although the wind and snow have subsided, it is still cold, and the auxiliary soldiers like Lao Zaotou still have a worn-out Han military uniform. As for the civilian men, many are just wearing a short jacket with bare legs, and they can have a few pieces.
Wrapped in rags, it's already very good.
In addition, the transportation of grain and grass has been difficult for a period of time, and the original meals have been reduced again and again. Now, the only food for a day is a bowl of thin soup and a black cake mixed with sand, gravel and sawdust.
Many people are cold, hungry, and dizzy.
A civilian worker didn't know whether his legs were weak or he stepped on the wrong foot. He tilted and fell to the ground, causing chaos in the queue.
"You unruly people can't even walk well!"
Immediately, another auxiliary commander came up, carrying a short dark red stick, and without saying a word, he slapped the fallen peasant on the thighs and buttocks.
The civilian husband was beaten to the point where he was rolling on the ground, but no screams could be heard. It seemed that even the pain was just instinctive, and the person was numb.
There were no screams, but that made the auxiliary commander somewhat unhappy.
The auxiliary commander was actually a refugee like Lao Zaotou.
It's just that the difference between that man and Lao Zaotou is that he feels that he is no longer a refugee, but a senior auxiliary soldier, and has become a person to manage the refugees. Naturally, he cannot continue to hold a hoe, but should hold a knife and a gun. No matter how bad it is,
You need to carry a stick to show your dignity.
Therefore, if the fallen civilian wailed a few times, and then knelt down to beg for mercy, the chief of the auxiliary soldiers might feel a little relieved, even if he was spared, but the civilian did not even cry out, and just groaned and rolled around, wouldn't that be true?
It makes people feel that the auxiliary commander is deliberately letting off steam, or that he doesn't even have the energy to whip and discipline?
The chief of the auxiliary soldier glared, gritted his teeth, and changed the direction of the stick in his hand from hitting the civilian husband's thighs and buttocks where the meat was thicker, and hit him on the cheek with the stick, causing the skin to burst open and blood to fly!
"Okay! Hold on!" Lao Zaotou took two steps forward and reached out to grab the long blood-stained stick of the auxiliary soldier.
The auxiliary soldier had a ferocious look on his face, glared and bared his teeth, as if he wanted to eat human blood and human flesh. He didn't listen to the old Zaotou at all, and just wanted to whip him with a stick and then beat him.
Some people put on long robes and picked up the cabbages in the city, thinking that they could cover their mud legs. From then on, they became superior to human beings and could drink human blood and eat human flesh. They could no longer be compared with the untouchables and unruly people.
, when faced with the same mud-legged person as before, he started to attack even more ruthlessly than others. On the one hand, it was to show his determination and to kill and eat people without any scruples. On the other hand, it was also to show to the long-shirted class.
Be loyal and strive to reach a higher level.
If someone scolds or investigates someone, he just shirks himself from his superiors. On the surface, he acts as if he is following orders and cannot help himself, but in fact, he is just staining his head with human blood for the dirty greed in his heart.
Old Zao Tou held on tightly, and the auxiliary soldier couldn't pull it out for a while, then he shook his face and said, "Old Zao Tou, what do you mean by this?!"
"It's not interesting..." Lao Zaotou said, "If at the end of the field, this kid is lazy and refuses to work, and you beat him to death, that's it... But he's still halfway there, let alone beating him to death, it's just a beating."
If he is disabled, does it mean that there is one less manpower? If there is one less manpower, does it mean that when we reach the end of the field, everyone will have to carry an extra share of soil and dig an extra stone? Otherwise, I will not stop him, and it will be his turn to do the work when the time comes.
Are you responsible for all the work?"
"..." The auxiliary soldier's face twitched, and he relaxed his grip. He slowly took out the stick from the old Zaotou's hand, stood there, and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm onto the fallen civilian.
body, and then shouted, "For the sake of Lao Zaotou, let this bitch go for now! Bitch! Listen clearly! Stop being lazy and watch your life! What are you doing standing still?! Get moving!"
!Move the hell!』
The commander of the auxiliary soldiers cursed and walked away.
"Let's go." Lao Zaotou motioned to the people beside him to help the fallen citizen up and continue walking forward.
Perhaps seeing that Lao Zaotou was relatively peaceful, some civilians had the courage to ask: "Old military master, how long will this... this battle last, and when will it end?"
"This is all caused by thieves in Guanzhong!" Lao Zaotou said, "Your Majesty said that there are thieves in Guanzhong and Guanxi. The Prime Minister just led the army to conquer. As long as we win, we can go back..."
"Is Guanzhong a thief?" someone asked.
"That's right." Lao Zaotou nodded, "I didn't quite understand it before, but later I found out that these people from Guanzhong were all mixed up with the Xiqiang people. If the prime minister hadn't protected us in Shandong, I'm afraid not all of them would have been killed by the Qiang people."
Arrest the barbarians!"
The old Zaotou was walking and talking.
In fact, he didn't understand it very well, but it was precisely because he didn't understand it that he wanted to have a way to describe or confirm his thoughts with half a bucket of water sloshing around.
"Back then, the Xiqiang people were in chaos! Later, it was the bad guy from the Xiqiang who brought disaster to Luoyang... Now the Guanzhong people are together with the Xiqiang people again. What else is this if he is not a thief?" Old Zaotou
As he said this, he also became sad, "Oh, how many people have died in these years..."
There is not much external information that Lao Zaotou has access to.
Since everyone says that Cao Cao is a good prime minister, then he should be a good prime minister...
After all, Lao Zaotou really hopes that the big man will have a good prime minister who can lead everyone out of pain and regain a new life.
In this way, Lao Zaotou will have the motivation to live, and he will feel that his hard work with Cao Jun is worthwhile, for the sake of the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty, and for the peace of the world.
Only his suffering, his tiredness, and everything he has has value.
As Lao Zaotou walked away, he said, "The thieves in Guanzhong want to fight, but they won't take care of our lives like the prime minister, so they have to fight. If they win, that's fine..."
"Take care of... lives..." The civilian husband, whose face was covered with blood after being beaten, just casually wiped a layer of soil on his head to stop the bleeding, staggered around, and repeated in his mouth, "... take care of... us."
……life……"
"Well..." Lao Zao came forward and looked at the civilian husband's wound, "Okay, no blood... In war, death is inevitable, but you have to live well... everyone must live well."
Go down..."
Lao Zaotou coughed and looked at the civilians around him, "Everyone is the same, we all have to live well... Isn't it better to live and die... When this battle is over, the hard days will be over..."
He raised his hand and pointed forward, "Everyone, listen to me...Guanzhong was taken away by thieves, and we will always get it back! Otherwise, what will we do if those barbarians and thieves come again and cause trouble?"
?Everyone, if you work hard now, you will have food to eat. In this world, you can’t always fight wars. You have to plow the land to eat. If you suffer now and get over it, then there will be fields to cultivate!"
The old Zaotou looked ahead with hope.
He believes this because everyone says so...
At least, that’s what those people in long gowns in Shandong, the Han Dynasty, say. Those people are good-looking, well-dressed, and know many things that the old Zaotou doesn’t understand. They also sound nice when they talk, so they won’t lie to others, right?
