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.
"Master, the book of arrows was shot into the city last night, saying yes... said yes..."
The guard was on the side, he was a little hesitant.
"Say." Xiahou Dun frowned in a deep voice.
The guard then lowered his voice and said, "Say yes... you can capture us, and then surrender to the city and you can be forgiven..."
The guard said, reporting the received arrow letter.
Xiahou Dun took it, frowned and looked at it, and then threw it on the table.
"Master?" the confidant guard asked in a low voice.
Xiahou Dun pondered for a moment, "This is a way to separate from each other."
"Master, if this is the case..." the trusted guard whispered, "You must be careful..."
Xiahou Dun's eyes flashed slightly.
The cavalry and horses roared around these days, but Xiahou Dun didn't have many cavalry to deal with it.
There are not many cavalrymen in each team, and Xiahou Dun also has some cavalrymen, but it will be very troublesome to fight.
Xiahou Dun was reluctant to use all his mobile power to entangle with these Hussar cavalry, because Hussar cavalry could obviously be reorganized and rested, and if Xiahou Dun wanted to fight, he had to run away. So either the infantry of the large army was dispatched or he could only shrink behind the city wall. So Huang Cheng's cavalry was arrogant and came in groups of three or three. Seeing Xiahou Dun dispatching the large army, he ran away. If Xiahou Dun did not move, Huang Cheng's cavalry rushed to the left of the city wall and threw arrows into the city.
Although this kind of archery book is neither directive nor timely, and has only some incitemental remarks, is it really effective? At least some people in the city have begun to panic in the past two days.
If Cui rebelled and rebelled again, can he let go of the past without any blame?
Someone believed this?
This may be related to Fei Qian himself.
The Feiqian family is not big, so there are not many positions to be left for the Fei family. Whether it is the generals or officials of other surnames, there will be more room than in Shandong. Under Feiqian, the Jingxiang Sect is certainly more powerful, but the Xiliang Sect is not weak, and many local people from Guanzhong, Hedong, Sichuan and Shu are now promoted to the command of the cavalry.
The General of the Cavalry is not only good at fighting, but also good at politics, transforming contradictions, grasping people's hearts, and reconciling conflicts. It has basically been shown in these years.
So if the cavalry can really forgive Cui's crime of exchanging the city, it may be that Cui's rebellion may be rebelled again when the situation is not good...
The current situation is a bit too different from what he expected.
This time I entered Guanzhong, I originally thought it was a sure win.
result……
Although the land in Hedong took over Jinyang, what about the other counties in Taiyuan?
The large army did not dare to send out, after all, Jinyang was the main body.
The small army was sent out, but it was useless. It was robbed by so many Qiang people from nowhere.
Over the past few days, the passage from Fukou Pass has been somewhat dangerous. The queue of grain and grass transporters has repeatedly warned, saying that it has encountered a small group of Qiang and Hu invasion. If it were not for the fact that the people transported the grain and grass transporters were the core children of the Xiahou and Cao, and they would have resisted strongly, they would have been cut off by these Qiang and Hu.
In addition to the news I inquired a few days ago...
Xiahou Dun knew that those who had attacked Hedong a few days ago have now fallen. The land of Hedong is not as chaotic as originally expected, with different people's hearts.
As for Guanzhong, it was even more beyond Xiahou Dun, and even beyond Cao Cao's expectations.
The Guanzhong gentry were actually willing to be low and small?
Or is there any other hidden information?
Xiahou Dun was a little uneasy for a moment.
In fact, this cannot be blamed for Cao Cao's intelligence agency being not powerful, but rather a tradition in China.
What aristocrat has long been used to being and standing up.
Although some gentry children in Hedong, Guanzhong lost a lot of profits from the original land under Fei Qian, they also made a lot of profits from the trade!
But these people always like to exaggerate their losses and hide the benefits they have gained. The more commercialized the children of the gentry, the more they are, the more they are. The cost is always blown to the sky, and they lose money at every turn and can't afford to wear shorts. If they talk about profits, they are denied, and they can't resist it. They can only use their thumb and index finger to make the stick to show that they are the most hurtful gestures. They really only make billions of dollars...
Therefore, when Cao Cao's intelligence spies were inquiring about Hedong in Guanzhong, they often heard these geniuses in Hedong, Guanzhong lamenting, complaining, ridicule, etc. They thought that the geniuses in Hedong, Guanzhong were very dissatisfied with Fei Qian's rule. In fact, there were indeed dissatisfactions. Even if Fei Qian changed to Shandong's behavior, there would still be opposition parties trying to pick out bones in the eggs, but they were not as big or as strong as those intelligence spies under Cao Cao thought.
After all, people like to listen to what they want to listen to and see what they want to see. Most of the time people get into it themselves, what can they do?
It was not until Xiahou Dun captured Jinyang and began to truly arrive in Hedong, and felt and came into contact with the facts of Hedong that he gradually understood the problem. But everything was too late, just like a stone rolling down from the mountain. With Xiahou Dun's personal strength, it was no longer possible to recover.
Xiahou Dun thought that when Fei Qian learned that Taiyuan had been lost and Jinyang fell, a large army would inevitably come to attack. However, he did not expect that Fei Qian would seem to be indifferent. He just sent some cavalry to circulate around Jinyang, shooting several arrow letters from time to time, or persuading surrender or inciting them, which seemed to be showing weakness, but Xiahou Dun did not dare to take it lightly.
Is Fei Qian really sure, or is he unable to meet his strength?
It sounds ridiculous, but Xiahou Dun really has such a part of Ji Xi in his heart right now.
"This matter should not be made big..." Xiahou Dun said, "If it disturbs people's hearts, it will fall into the enemy's thoughts..."
The confidant guard wanted to continue saying something, but Xiahou Dun raised his hand and stopped the confidant guard's words, "The importance of now is to be careful to deal with the cavalry army... At the beginning of this battle, I thought I could quickly pacify Guanzhong, but now it seems that I am indeed reckless..."
The guard was a little surprised.
Xiahou Dun did not avoid his mistakes because of this, "Therefore, the current situation should be steady and not lose money... The defense of the four gates should be strictly inspected, listen to the urn in the city, and listen to it every hour... Also, in the name of adjusting grain, first send the baggage in Jinyang to the military camp in Wukouxing for out-of-time use...
It is actually difficult to say such words, but Xiahou Dun feels that he is wrong, so he admits his mistake.
He is now preparing for both.
He did not hide anything from his confidant guards.
"The Lord..." the trusted guard whispered, "The Lord's intention is...we are ready to withdraw our troops?"
Xiahou Dun shook his head and said, "Don't rush to withdraw troops. We must hold on here for a while. At least we can restrain more than 10,000 cavalrymen and let the lord have more power to attack... If the lord's guide to Hedong smoothly... I can't say that we can gather troops..."
Everyone has different ways of leading troops. Xiahou Dun did not think that it was shameful to talk about failure. He said it out and prepared to eliminate the previous frustration and fear of being blamed, so that some of the previous bad emotions would not affect the subsequent war.
Now that the situation has changed, Xiahou Dun has adjusted the entire Taiyuan strategy, from an offensive state to a defensive strategy.
"Then, the master..." The guard looked outside, "If this Cui family.........
『Haha...If Cui really had some ideas...』 Xiahou Dun laughed in a low voice, 『Isn't it even better?"
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Hedong, south of Yixian.
A long queue was moving, with only a few of them being Cao's soldiers, and most of the rest were auxiliary soldiers and civilians.
Build a hard camp and advance in a fortress-like manner.
This is the way Cao's army attacked, and these camps naturally could not have been born out of thin air.
Cao Jun’s auxiliary soldier held his “weapon” at the stove, a hoe and a basket.
He had a knife, but he didn't know when he lost the knife, and was scolded for a while and almost beheaded. Later, he had a spear, but he couldn't use it well, so he finally replaced it with a hoe...
It has been used 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 who was not good at holding knives, but he was good at holding hoes.
He forgot where he was from...
But occasionally, I would see the overwhelming fire and blood in my dreams, and countless corpses piled up into mountains. When I saw his relatives in the mountain of corpses, I stared at, stretched out my hands, and bleeding...
The pain was unbearable.
Gradually, I didn't dare to think about anything and felt as if I was dead.
After thinking about nothing, I survived.
However, it's just about being alive.
Lao Jiao looked up and saw the smoke of wolf rising in front of him.
Lao Jiaotou was already very tired. He didn't expect that he would be able to walk so far, come to such a distance, and see so many people in his life.
Living people and dead people.
When he was young, the farthest road was just the way to the market, and the most people were the people in the market.
When he was born, a Taoist from Youfang said that he had a good fortune and had noble people help him when he was in trouble...
His parents were very happy and gave You Fangdao Ren half a dou of cousin to thank him.
Lao Zaotou felt that he had indeed met a "noble man". More people have died in recent years. He, a country farmer who can't dance with swords and guns, can still make a living in such a chaotic world. I really have to thank the "noble man".
Death is simple, but it is also not simple.
If you really seek death, you can really die of anything.
But people always have to seek life, but they cannot seek life and die, which is the most painful thing.
As the auxiliary soldier, Laozhaotou led a group of auxiliary soldiers to rush forward to build a new Caojun camp.
hoe.
Basket.
Strength.
Human life.
The Cao army camp stood up one after another.
In front of the queue, the civilians staggered.
Although the wind and snow stopped a little, it was still cold. The auxiliary soldiers like Laojiao also had a worn-out Han military robe. As for the civilians, many of them were just wearing short robes and bare legs. They could have a few rags wrapped around their bodies.
In addition, the food and grass transportation has been difficult for this period of time. The original meal has now been reduced and reduced. At present, the food of a day is just a bowl of thin soup and a black cake mixed with sand, gravel and wood chips.
Many people are cold, hungry, and dizzy.
A civilian was not sure whether his legs were weak or he stepped on the air, so he tilted a little, and then fell to the ground, which immediately caused a mess of the queue.
"You're so unlucky, you can't even walk well!"
Suddenly, another auxiliary soldier, carrying a dark red short stick, went up, and without saying a word, he whipped the fallen man's thigh and buttocked.
The man was thrust on the ground and rolled on the ground, but could not hear the wail and scream. It seemed that even the pain was left with instinct and the man was already numb.
Without screams, the auxiliary soldier felt a little unhappy.
The assistant soldier is actually the same as the old stove, and is from a refugee.
However, the difference between that man and Lao Jiaotou was that he felt that he was no longer a refugee, but a military assistant. He had become a person who managed refugees. Naturally, he could not continue to hold a hoe. He should hold a sword and a gun. If he was not good, he would have to carry a stick to show his own power.
Therefore, if the fallen civilian whine a few times and then kneel down to beg for forgiveness, the assistant soldier would not have a little bit of relief in his heart, and he would have been spared, but the civilian would not even wail and just roll around. Wouldn't that make people feel that the assistant soldier would deliberately let go of water, or even lose the energy to whip and encourage?
The auxiliary soldier glared and gritted his teeth. The stick in his hand changed direction from the thicker place on the buttocks of the thighs and buttocks. He thrust on his cheeks with a stick, and his skin suddenly burst into pieces and blood flew!
"Okay! Bear!" Lao Zaotou took two steps forward and reached out to grab the blood-stained stick of the auxiliary soldier.
The auxiliary soldier looked ferocious and stared at the same time, as if he wanted to eat human blood and flesh. He didn't listen to the old stove at all, so he wanted to beat the stick.
Some people wear long gowns and arch the cabbage in the city, and think that they can cover their mud legs. From then on, they will be the best people. They can drink human blood and eat human flesh. They can no longer be compared with the untouchables and unruly people. When facing the same mud legs as they were, they will start with three more ruthless than others. On the one hand, they will show their determination and kill and eat people without any scruples. On the other hand, they will also show their loyalty to the long gown class in order to go to a higher level.
If someone scolds or investigates it, he will just shirke him. On the surface, he seems to be obedient and has no choice but to do it, but in fact he is just for the sake of the dirty greed in his heart, dyeing his blood on his head with a cap.
Lao Jiao was holding tightly, and the auxiliary soldier couldn't pull it out for a while, so he shook the flesh on his face, "Lao Jiao, what's the point of you?"
'Nothing...' Laozhao said, 'If this kid is lazy and doesn't work, it would be fine if you beat him to death... But this is still halfway. Not to mention being beaten to death, even if he is broken, will he lose one manpower? If he is missing one manpower, will everyone else have to carry more soil and dig an extra stone when he arrives? Otherwise, I won't stop him, and the work he should do at that time will be on your head?"
『…』 The auxiliary soldier jumped with a fat on his long face, and his hands were relaxed. He slowly pulled out the stick from Laozhao's hand, stood there, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the fallen man, and then shouted, "For Laozhao's face, let this bitch go for the time being! Bitch! Listen clearly! Be lazy and take care of your life!! Why are you standing? Move! Move! Move! Move!
The auxiliary soldier walked away cursingly.
"Let's go." Lao Jiao signaled the people beside him to help the fallen husband up and continue walking forward.
Perhaps seeing that the old stove was relatively peaceful, a civilian man plucked up his courage and asked: "Old Jung-in, how long will this battle last? When will it be the end?"
"This is all caused by the thieves in Guanzhong!" Lao Zaotou said, "Your Majesty said that Guanzhong and Guanxi are all thieves. Only then did the Prime Minister lead the troops to fight. As long as we win, we can go back..."
"Is a thief in Guanzhong?" someone asked.
"Towards." Lao Zaotou nodded, "I didn't understand it very much before, but later I realized that the people of Guanzhong were mixed with the people of the Western Qiang. If the Prime Minister had not protected our Shandong, I was afraid they would have been arrested by the Qiang people and Hu people!"
Lao Zaotou said while walking.
In fact, he didn't understand very well, but because he didn't understand very well, half of the bucket of water swayed, he wanted to have a thought of connotation or confirmation.
"At that time, the Western Qiang was in chaos! Later, it was the bad guy from the Western Qiang, which caused Luoyang... Now the Guanzhong people are with the Western Qiang again. What's this a thief?" Lao Zaotou said, and he was also sad, "Oh, how many people have died in these years..."
The old stove has not been able to access much external information.
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 great man can have a good prime minister who can lead everyone out of pain and rebirth.
Only in this way can the old stove have the motivation to survive, and feel that it is worth it to work hard with the Cao army, for the revival of the Han Dynasty and for the pacification of the world.
Only his suffering, his fatigue, and everything he has value.
Lao Zaotou walked and said, "The thieves in Guanzhong want to fight and will not take care of our lives like the prime minister, so they have to fight. If they win, they can do it..."
"Take care... life..." The man who was beaten to the face of blood just wiped a layer of soil on his head to stop the bleeding. He staggered and murmured, "Take care... life... our lives... life...
"Well..." Lao Zao stepped forward and looked at the wound of the civilian, "Okay, don't bleed... If you fight, death is inevitable, but you have to live well... Everyone must live well..."
Lao Zao coughed and looked at the surrounding people, "Everyone is the same, everyone must live well... Is it better to live without death... When the war is over, the hard days will come to an end..."
He raised his hand and pointed forward, "Everyone heard from me... Guanzhong was taken away by thieves, and we always have to take it back! Otherwise, those thieves will cause trouble again, what should we do? Everyone works hard now and have food to eat. In this world, can't we always fight for war? Is it necessary to farm and eat? Now that I have to endure the hardships, I will have fields to cultivate and cultivate at that time!"
The old stove looked ahead with hope.
He believed this because everyone said so...
At least, the people in Shandong who wore long gowns said this. Those people were good-looking, dressed brightly, and knew a lot of things that the old stove didn’t understand. They also spoke nicely, so they wouldn’t be lying, right?