Cao Xiu firmly believed this, and he even said the words he was thinking about in his heart.
It seems to be to increase some self-confidence and strengthen one's judgment.
In front of Cao Xiu are Liu Zhu and the hostage. These two frontline generals are doing some "angry and resentful" things. Cao Xiu has reason to believe that these two guys have attracted most of the hatred. After all, being a dog to the Cao family requires
With the consciousness of being a dog, when Prime Minister Cao has a request, he must create conditions even if there are no conditions.
Cao Xiu looked at the unfolded map, wondering where exactly the hussars would appear.
Emei Ridge is very wide and runs from east to west. Several passes may become channels for the Hussars to attack. If Cao's army is allowed to advance, which pass to choose is one problem, and how to prevent the Hussars from attacking from other passes.
, is another question.
Blocking all the mouths means that the troops will be scattered, so it is better to take the initiative to lure the hussars to come for a sneak attack.
Cao Xiu believed that the hussars just liked sneak attacks.
Cao Xiu studied many of Fei Qian's battles, including those of his generals, such as Taishi Ci, and concluded that what the hussars were best at was sneak attacks.
After all, the mobility of cavalry lies there.
Cao Xiu remembered very clearly that when Fei Qian entered Guanzhong, moved to Longyou, and even sent troops to Xu County, he relied on the rapid maneuverability of the cavalry to tear through the defense line at one point, and then quickly broke into the depths, disrupting the rear and causing chaos.
The entire front collapsed completely.
In particular, Taishi Ci's attack on Yecheng left a deep impression on Cao Xiu. The Yuan army that Cao Cao had to resist so hard back then was exhausted by the cavalry tactics of the Hussars...
Therefore, this time, Cao Cao left a sweet bait for the Hussars.
And, there's more than one.
"General, will the hussars... really come for a sneak attack?" Cao Xiu's confidant asked.
Cao Xiu took his mind away from the map a little, picked up the water bag on the side, took a sip, nodded and said: "It must be so. The hussar always likes to fight with fast and slow, and with less to fight with more... But he forgot
One point, this cavalry must have a war horse to be a cavalry. If the war horse is seriously damaged..."
Cao Xiu's words also explain part of the reasons for a series of military actions from Cao Cao to Cao Xiu, including Liu Zhu, Hu Zhi and others.
Containing, consuming, and causing the opponent to lose troops and horses is equivalent to strengthening oneself.
Especially war horses...
Everyone knows that the consumption of war horses, especially in battle, is greater than that of people. Once the logistics cannot keep up, the war horses will be quickly weakened, and their endurance and physical strength will be greatly reduced.
In order to target the cavalry tactics of the hussars, Cao Jun adopted the method of forming a strong camp. Each camp was equipped with a large number of traps, horse traps, horse trip ropes and other defenses specifically designed to target the cavalry.
Cao's army is not afraid of attrition, and even welcomes attrition, but this is not the case for the Hussars.
Of course, Cao Xiu couldn't say this, but it became a tacit understanding in the hearts of Cao Cao and other major Cao generals.
"As long as the hussars come for a sneak attack, they will inevitably suffer losses. If they suffer too much, they will not be able to control such a large Emei Mountains!" Cao Xiu pressed his hand on the map, "If we want refugees, we need war horses, we still need Emei Mountains.
The hussars always have to choose one!』
Cao Xiu didn't believe that Hussar could want them all.
Because according to Cao Xiu's experience, refugees represent endless troubles. They need shelter and food, they have to poop and urinate in the way of the soldiers, and they even have to fight for food with the hussars' horses, because in the eyes of the refugees, the horses are all
If they can eat beans, why can't they eat them? Their food can't be compared to animals, and fierce fights will definitely break out...
There are also people from Cao's army mixed among them who will definitely make some moves, followed by suppression and killing. The attention of the Hussars will be distracted and their strength will be dispersed. If they lose more troops and horses during the sneak attack on Liu Zhu's hostage
, then Cao Xiu’s opportunity will come.
Excellent opportunity.
This is what Cao Xiu wants.
Cao Xiu was convinced that his plan would succeed.
…
…
What exactly do people want in this life? This is indeed a question.
money?
Power?
love?
Family affection?
Or something else...
Some people say that only children make choices, adults want them all.
But what this person didn’t say was the second half, which is that if you want everything, you often can’t get everything. It’s difficult to choose just one option, let alone want them all.
Wang Meng once thought that he lived a thorough life and had a clear understanding of life.
Humans are just closing and opening their eyes.
Opened, alive, closed, dead.
Therefore, he has a very open mind about some things in Shandong. The darkness of the world and the coldness of the world are not as good as a pot of wine in a brothel. The future of a man and the prosperity of the country are not as good as a plate of food in a restaurant. Life is short.
It's a long night, today's money is gone today, tomorrow's worries are tomorrow's worries.
He came to work as an undercover spy because he had spent all his money, and the reward given by Cao Jun was high.
Everyone knows that the risk of coming here to work as an undercover agent is very high, but the risk of being a top soldier in Cao's army is not high?
In the end, Wang Meng did not expect that in the Emei Mountains, he would see things that made him doubt his life.
Thinking because of doubt.
What is the purpose of his life in Shandong?
That's right, if we follow the terminology of later generations, Wang Meng's life, at least the first half of his life, almost always chose to lie down. Eat when you have food, spend money when you have money, and don't think about tomorrow at all. For
I don’t have any plans for the future, nor do I have any hopes.
Because the final result is the same, no matter whether you choose to lie down helplessly or struggle until you look hideous, it is still the same: you will be trampled under the feet of those nobles.
Because in the land of Shandong, there are always some people who can succeed no matter how hard they try or mess around.
But Wang Meng will never belong to these people.
In Shandong, success is tailor-made for these people. Success is easily accessible to them without spending too much mental and physical energy. Others have even done it in the early stage and are waiting for them to succeed.
Everyone knows the reason.
As there are more and more such successes, the probability of success like Wang Meng's becomes smaller and smaller. So no matter whether he works hard or not, he often faces tragic failure.
Since the results are similar, it would be more comfortable to lie flat.
When Wang Meng was a child, he heard the officials shouting loudly, "Strengthen the country and prosper the country, and the world will be one family!"
He believed it. He thought that the Han Dynasty was really as integrated as the nation and as strong as the country officials claimed.
Soon the Xiqiang Rebellion broke out.
Later, there were well-dressed and well-educated people with dignified looks, and celebrities from the countryside were twirling their beards and smiling, "If you lower your hands and rule, the world will be at peace!"
He believed it. He thought that under the protection of all scholars, the Han Dynasty had political stability and social harmony.
As a result, the Yellow Turban Rebellion came.
Later, another famous person from Shandong raised his arms and shouted, "Fight for the country and eliminate the traitors!"
He still believed it. He thought that as long as he killed Dong Zhuo and eliminated the national traitors, the man would be able to regain happiness and health.
Finally, I endured it for a while longer.
As for such words, there are many more in Shandong.
For example, it reflects the basic position of agriculture in the social economy of the Han Dynasty, "Farming and mulberry cultivation are the foundation, and all industries are prosperous!"
The refugees are displaced and their sufferings are ignored.
Some also emphasize the similarity and importance of family ethics and national governance, "The way of filial piety and brotherhood is the same as the family and the country!"
Guo Ju killed his son and his adoptive mother, and then said that he had dug out a jar of gold, and a group of people praised it loudly.
There is also something that embodies the strictness and perfection of the legal system of the Han Dynasty, "Han law is strict and law and order is worry-free!"
This is true. After all, there was no rooster crow for thousands of miles in Xuzhou, and the public security was really peaceful...
People will always have something to pursue. On the way to pursue their dreams, they will encounter ditches, bumps, and brooks. This is completely normal. If there are small ditches and ravines, you can jump over them with just a few steps. Even if the ditch is a bit deep, you can jump over it.
Jump in, and then slowly climb up. You can always step over, step over, and crawl over.
But what about in Shandong?
If what lies in front of us is not an ordinary small ditch or stream, but a chasm, the Yarlung Zangbo Grand Canyon, the scenery on the other side of the canyon is indeed pleasant and colorful, but there are no somersault clouds, no ladders, and no ladder to the sky.
, if he really jumped like this, the result would be that he would fall to pieces.
Then who would choose to take the risk of death?
Rather than saying that Wang Meng gave up climbing and crossing, it is better to say that in the bustling environment of Shandong, he was not given a second choice...
Why are there so many knights and brothels in Dahan Shandong?
Because among ordinary people, the only way to get a little money is by selling their bodies.
The diligent study and step-by-step work in the past have long been unable to achieve the success defined in the Han Shandong society. In the solidified class environment of Han Shandong, wealth freedom depends on accurate reincarnation, and class jump depends on buying and selling.
The path of physical exertion and hard work has long been withered, and hope is slim.
But after arriving at Emei Mountain, Wang Meng found that these people had no slogans similar to Shandong...
There are only two words, "fellows".
Happiness cannot be asked out, but blooms in the depths of your eyes and soul.
Here, the soldiers did not shout any slogans, they just told the refugees what to do and how to save themselves and everyone else.
The chef, whose face was full of soot, didn't shout any slogans. He just knocked on the edge of the pot and basin and asked to line up.
Busy doctors have no time to shout slogans. Instead, they bury their heads in diagnosing and treating patients in one shack after another...
As Wang Meng's understanding deepened, he discovered that under the hussar, as long as farmers work hard, they can get acres of land and harvest crops. As long as soldiers work hard, they can get military exploits and be rewarded with land. The same goes for craftsmen and doctors.
, great craftsmen and great doctors can even get government funding to directly open a workshop or pharmacy in a certain county!
With hard work, it turns out you can really upgrade...
All of this shocked Wang Meng far beyond Shandong's slogans.
What are these people thinking and doing? And what are those people in Shandong thinking and doing?
Wang Meng couldn't bear to break the things he saw. They were like flowers blooming in the bloody storm. They seemed more precious and delicate because of the cruelty and blood around them. So Wang Meng surrendered and betrayed his original origin.
, betrayed his original world.
Perhaps Wang Meng did the right thing in this matter, which made him feel that he could face the Qiusi people calmly, but deep in his heart, there was another insect biting and tearing desperately, making his heart drip with blood...
…
This worm has loyalty written on the left and filial piety written on the right.
A big man has been raising insects for three to four hundred years, but they are still dead.
Although Wang Meng was lying flat, damn he still had a conscience!
This is very troublesome, making him unable to tolerate his promotion and wealth, or his happy life being based on the flesh and blood of others.
Perhaps some people would feel at ease, but Wang Meng found it difficult to sleep.
"Where are you from?" Wang Meng asked the hussars guarding the tent.
The soldiers on duty outside looked at Wang Meng. Perhaps they had received instructions to treat Wang Meng well. They did not treat Wang Meng badly because he was a Shandong spy. After hearing Wang Meng's question, they pondered for a moment and said, "I am Liang."
People from the state.
"Then when you..." Wang Meng hesitated, "Well...why did you vote for the Hussars?"
"If you don't surrender to the hussars, what else can you do?" The soldier said, "Either herd sheep, or join the army... If you herd sheep, your life will be over... Run with the sheep during the day, sleep with the sheep at night, if you don't have a mother-in-law, you will find a mother.
Sheep, live like a two-legged sheep... There is hope for joining the army, but there is really no hope for herding sheep..."
"Hope?" Wang Meng repeated in a murmur.
"That's right, hope." The soldier raised his head slightly, something flashed in his eyes, "I will send all my current military salary back to my parents. If I serve as a soldier for a few more years, I can buy some more."
Land, build a house... It's not that kind of earthen nest, it's a real house with big beams! Then my parents can live in it... They will never have a house of their own for the rest of their lives..."
Wang Meng was silent. From the soldier's face and eyes, he saw a brilliance that he had never seen before.
The simple brilliance was something Wang Meng had never had before.
Wang Meng suddenly wanted to cry. His father and mother had never owned a house of their own in their entire lives, including Wang Meng himself. Because in Shandong, the land belongs to the landlord, so everything on the land belongs to the landlord, even the wood used to build the house.
Stones, soil, etc. all belong to the landlord.
Wang Meng's parents rented the landlord's land, rented the landlord's house, rented the landlord's plow, and rented everything from the landlord...
It seems that at this moment, Wang Meng suddenly remembered that his parents seemed to have talked about wanting a house of their own, but it seemed that his parents soon stopped talking about this matter.
Later, his parents died.
In the early years, he cried when his parents died, he cried when his sister was taken away by the landlord to pay off debts, he cried when he was beaten until he was covered in blood, and he cried when he had no place to stay, but soon, he stopped crying.
.
Because of hunger.
Half a boy, I will starve to death.
When I'm hungry, I don't even have the energy to cry.
In order to have a bite to eat, Wang Meng did a lot of things, a lot, a lot...
Now those things suddenly hit his mind one by one, and Wang Meng realized that he had deviated far, far away from the path his parents expected.
Wang Meng's parents wanted him to take a simple path, but it was also not simple.
His parents want him to be a good person.
Good people.
Wang Meng scratched his head. How could he forget this matter?
Why haven't I remembered it in all these years?
What has he been thinking about and what has he been doing all these years?
It seems that everything he does has nothing to do with the word "good person".
Just to live, to eat, to make money, he would do anything...
Cheating, kidnapping, prostitution, gambling and stealing.
He forgot how his parents died, how his sister was taken away, and everything else.
"You bastard, be a good person..."
He laughed and beat tenant farmers like his parents in order to get some commission from the landlord.
Because someone told him that making money is not shabby.
"Yo'er, be a good person..."
He laughed playfully, moving in and out of the prostitute who was sold to the brothel like his sister, just for the pleasure of that moment.
Because someone told him that it's no big deal if he doesn't share the same destiny.
He also followed what those people said, blaming all this on his parents' lack of effort and on his own inferior blood.
Haven't you noticed that the parents of those high-ranking officials in Shandong are all high-ranking officials?
He also believed that he had no future and was born a lowly mud-legged dog who deserved to wallow in the garbage.
It was only now that he suddenly heard his parents' last words in his mind again, "Be a good person..."
"All these years..." Wang Meng scratched his head in pain, "What have I been thinking about...what have I been doing..."
The soldier on duty outside the tent was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing? What's going on?"
"Ah...hehe..." Wang Meng smiled bitterly, "It's okay...it's okay...Ah, by the way, let me ask you something, if you did something wrong, how can you become a good person again?"
"Did you do something wrong?" The soldier frowned, and then replied matter-of-factly, "Go and apologize first and see what compensation you can make. It's like a debt, just pay it off!"
"Apologise, compensate, and be a good person?" Wang Meng repeated.
"Yeah!" The soldier nodded.
"But what if..." Wang Meng stopped mid-sentence.
"What?" the soldier asked.
"..." Wang Meng waved his hand, "Nothing..."
The soldiers were a little confused, but were soon interrupted by another thing.
dinner time.
Wang Meng was under house arrest, so meals and other items were delivered to the tent.
For some reason, Wang Meng didn't have much appetite and waved his hands to say he wouldn't eat.
The soldiers on duty were not happy, thinking that Wang Meng disliked the food, "What's wrong? This food is not pleasing to the eye? This is delicious food! If not... you wouldn't have to eat it!"
Wang Meng looked at the soldiers and was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, "Yes, you are right. It's my fault, my fault, my fault..."
Wang Meng said nothing more, started eating, and quickly finished the meal.
But the strange thing is that after finishing the meal, I couldn't find any chopsticks.
The soldier on duty didn't pay attention. After searching around on the ground, he couldn't find it, so he didn't continue looking and left with the dinner plate.
At dawn the next day, the soldiers on duty discovered that Wang Meng was dead.
Wang Meng stabbed his own throat with the chopstick and wrote a few words on the ground with blood.
He wanted to pay off his debts, and go to the foot of Jiuquan to repay the debts of those he had killed.
Because his parents said that he ultimately wanted to...
