Chapter 3313 Undercurrent is surging, two sentences and one word
Chapter 3312 Undercurrent is surging, two sentences and one word
"What?!" Cao Pi patted the table, "What do you mean you can't find it? This bandit army can go to heaven?!"
After dawn, Yecheng seemed to wake up from the nightmare, and then entered a new nightmare.
The traces of Wei Yanjun disappeared twenty or thirty miles outside the city!
Cao Pi stared.
But not only the ordinary soldiers said this, but also the guards of Cao's family said this, but it made Cao Pi feel like he had taken a bite of Ollie and couldn't swallow it, and he couldn't spit it out.
Wu Zhi watched from the side, scanning the faces of several generals, and felt a little concerned.
Cao Pi's position as the current crown prince has been shaken.
Although Cao Pi was not injured, and the damage in Ye City was not serious. The only severely damaged area was the workshop, but everyone's attitude towards Cao Pi had obviously changed quietly.
no way.
have no idea.
never seen it.
Not sure.
Waiting like this has become the best excuse for subordinates to deal with it.
In fact, the words reported by these subordinates also showed a certain meaning. It was like saying that there was no trace of Wei Yan and others. Wu Zhi believed that this was not a lie, but to be honest, there was no way to find it? Obviously
No, but Cao Pi was asked to stand up and point out the direction.
Because Cao Pi is a "leader", when his subordinates encounter "difficulties", he must have a clear direction. He cannot be vague, nor can he say that he has no goals at all, and let his subordinates explore at will.
Wei Yan's traces disappeared. Someone must have helped eliminate the traces. There are many ways, the simplest one is vehicles...
But this involves more and bigger problems.
Therefore, it is normal for the soldiers to "not be found".
And Cao Pi obviously hasn't woken up yet...
Of course, it can also be said that Cao Pi is still young now, but who made him the heir apparent?
As a child of an ordinary family, at this age, Cao Pi may not understand strategy, be ignorant of human relations, or he may not be good at anything, just drifting with the crowd, and just living a day counts as a day, but he is the heir apparent.
There was a lot of commotion last night, and Cao Pi's shortcomings were fully exposed.
When it comes to strategy, strategy is insufficient and quick wit is insufficient.
When it comes to martial prowess, he lacks blood and martial arts.
Now that there is a problem, the most important thing is to solve the problem first, how to solve the problem inside the city, and how to deal with the problem outside the city, instead of focusing on the trace of Wei Yan...
Now there is even a problem with decision-making...
Wu Zhi was really too lazy to speak.
However, the person who "rescued" Cao Pi came.
"Mrs. Bian is here!"
Outside the courtyard, an attendant shouted loudly.
Cao Pi was stunned for a moment, his face showed some embarrassment and helplessness, and he was a little bit embarrassed that his parents caught him playing with his mobile phone and tablet, but in the end he lowered his head obediently and walked out the door...
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The afterglow of dusk fell on Cao Jun's camp.
A bright red wound seemed to open on the horizon, and the flowing blood soaked in the tents and people in the camp.
This color has a pale golden color, just like the mottled appearance of the statue after fading.
There were problems at Cao Pi's place, and there were also problems here at Cao Jun's camp.
On the surface, nothing seems to have changed. The soldiers in the camp are still busy. Their figures are in a hurry, constantly shuttling between various areas. They are carrying food and grass, or cleaning weapons. Everyone is preparing for the upcoming arrival.
Preparing for the battle.
But if you observe carefully, you will find that there is more or less confusion on their faces...
As the setting sun sinks into the mountains little by little, night gradually envelopes the camp.
The light of bonfires and torches gradually formed a contrast between movement and stillness in the starry sky.
The false flag of righteousness will eventually hang low, and the oath that is not true will pale in the face of reality.
Before the war started, it was for the righteousness of the world, for the peace of the world, for the glorious Han Dynasty, and for the emperor to conquer all directions...
Anyway, how come the awesome Plus came from, but now, the confusion and helplessness gradually revealed by Cao Jun's soldiers is not only because of the upcoming battle, but also stems from the unknown of the outcome of the war, the fragility of life, and the
Missing hometown. These soldiers, wearing armor and holding sharp blades, were supposed to carry the honor of the country and the expectations of their families, and then they became more determined. However, they suddenly discovered that some things were not like what they had done in Shandong when they went to war.
Just as advertised.
Lies are lies after all.
No matter how beautiful and clever the lie is, it will eventually be exposed one day.
And the more elaborate the lie, the uglier it becomes when exposed.
It's fine during the day, but at night, the camp inevitably reveals its fragility beneath the surface.
Cao Cao's military academies and generals were more or less aware of this atmosphere. They walked in the military camp and tried to boost the morale of Cao Cao's soldiers with firm words and inspiring speeches as much as possible. But this was a kind of situation that only took time.
And the emotion that victory can truly dispel...
And time and victory happen to be what Cao Jun lacks most at the moment.
So Lao Cao has a headache.
But soon, news that will give him even more headaches, even distress, will come one after another...
The Han hussar general was obviously bullying the prime minister's short legs, but Cao Cheng was helpless about the matter.
Therefore, in this quiet and tense atmosphere these days, Lao Cao has tried his best to deduce every detail of the decisive battle and the turning point of every decision. How to use limited resources and troops to deploy
The most perfect strategy to deal with various possible variables. Every possible attack route and every enemy deployment must have a clear image and countermeasures in his mind, so as not to be confused and exhausted when the time comes.
In terms of military affairs, Cao Cao is undoubtedly very capable in this area. He not only has a keen insight into intelligence, but also has an accurate grasp of timing.
But he also has things that he can never penetrate and grasp...
Time seemed to freeze in this intensive thinking, until a slight gust of wind blew a corner of the tent, and Cao Cao slowly returned to reality from his meditation.
The sound of rapid footsteps came, and Cao Cao raised his head slightly.
The soldiers on duty outside the big tent reported in a low voice, "There are people coming from Zhongtiao Mountain. There is an urgent military situation."
Cao Cao's expression changed under the oil lamp, and then he gradually calmed down, "Pass."
Looking at the pale-faced Zhongtiao Mountain messenger, Cao Cao's cheeks suddenly trembled, and an ominous premonition suddenly surged in his heart. His expression was slightly nervous and solemn, as if he had foreseen the coming bad news.
He slowly stretched out his arm and took the sealed emergency report from the guard.
The surface of the sealed bamboo tube was somewhat rough, and the fire paint even spread to the bamboo tube, so that under the light, it looked like a pool of semi-solidified blood flowing down the bamboo tube.
At this moment, the air in the entire tent seemed to freeze, and the passage of time became extremely slow.
Cao Cao looked at the bamboo tube in his hand steadily. In his heart, he seemed extremely reluctant to open this urgent report.
He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the fluctuations in his heart, then broke the fire paint seal, took out the towel, and slowly unfolded it.
As the scarf was fully unfolded, a few lines of handwriting came into Cao Cao's eyes.
Every word is clear and cold.
It was like a needle pricking into Cao Cao's pupils, and like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.
Guo Jia, his most trusted adviser, has died due to illness.
Cao Cao's hands couldn't help but tremble.
He lowered his head deeply, and the veins on the back of his hands twisted and squirmed in the shadow of the lamp, like greedy insects gnawing on something.
Fengxiao finally left.
As early as a few days ago, Cao Cao seemed to have had this premonition. After receiving the report from Lu Chang that Guo Jia was seriously ill, he hurriedly sent people to greet him. However, these slightly pale greetings could not dispel the illness.
Nor can it change fate.
The Zhongtiao Mountain messenger who bowed his head and fell to the ground seemed to feel this suppressed terror and couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Cao Cao raised his head, with a crazy and bloodthirsty look in his eyes.
At this moment, the guard on the side trembled in his heart, and immediately put his hand on the handle of the knife.
As long as Cao Cao gave the order, he would directly drag the unfortunate messenger down and kill him with a knife.
Cao Cao's eyes fell on the ordering soldier, and he saw the ash-covered Douchi and the armor on his body under the light. The order came to his lips, "Take it down... and keep a close watch on it."
The guards were a little surprised, but they quickly followed Cao Cao's order and took the messenger down who kowtowed in thanks.
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The words on the scarf penetrated Cao Cao's defense like sharp swords and hit the softest place in his heart, but Cao Cao still maintained his strength.
Guo Jia's departure meant that Cao Cao not only lost a think tank, but also lost a comrade and close friend for many years. The time they spent together, the hardships they experienced together, and the countless strategies they planned together were all reflected in this moment.
Turn into nothingness.
The attendants were ordered to exit the tent, leaving Cao Cao to face this sudden blow alone.
Cao Cao looked at the empty tent, and it seemed that only at this moment, he felt the painful loneliness, as if it was bone-piercing.
In this Han world, Guo Jia is the only person who truly "understands" Cao Cao...
Even Xun Yu didn't "understand" it.
It was late at night, and the flickering light of the oil lamp cast Cao Cao's long shadow, which was reflected on the thick military map.
On the military map, every ink mark is like a scar.
He stared at the logo representing the Hussars.
Cao Cao slowly slid his fingers on the military map. Although his movements were gentle, every move seemed to carry a huge weight. He was not fighting for Shandong, or in other words, not all for Shandong.
.Before, it was for himself, and he wanted to win. Now, he added other emotions, and he also wanted to win.
The path chosen is different...
His path, Guo Jia’s path, and Qiaoqi’s path.
It's always different.
Only by winning can we prove that we and Guo Jia are on the right path.
He slowly walked outside the tent and opened the door curtain. A cold wind rushed in front of him, wrapping around his clothes and making a sound.
"Prime Minister..."
The guards outside the big tent hurriedly paid their respects.
Cao Cao waved his hand to signal them to retreat, and then did not go far. He just stood outside the tent and looked up at the stars.
In the vast night sky, stars are dotted, shining with cold and distant light.
Cao Cao's eyes roamed the stars, as if he was looking for the meteor that disappeared at that moment. Under the starlight in the sky, he longed to find that familiar soul and have a little more hope in the night.
Light.
However, the vastness and silence of the starry sky only made him feel more intense loneliness and loss.
The night wind roared, blowing up the banners on the banner and sweeping through every corner of the military camp, but it could not blow away the sorrow and pain that enveloped Cao Cao's heart.
After a while, Cao Cao exhaled a long breath, and the pain in his eyes gradually faded away, and he regained his usual perseverance and determination.
He knew that he was not qualified to continue to be sad.
He turned around and returned to the big tent. After pondering for a moment, he picked up his pen and issued an order to strengthen the security of the camp.
Guo Jia's affairs cannot be reported for the time being.
"Here comes someone!"
After all, Cao Cao couldn't hold back and ordered the unfortunate messenger to be killed.
After all, only the dead can keep secrets.
Even if this secret is only temporary, for the sake of the overall situation, the sacrifice of individual people is naturally inevitable.
After the maneuver is over, the soldier will be given double the pension.
After Cao Cao waited for the attendant to leave, he picked up the scarf again and looked at each word carefully, trying to figure out the two sentences and one word that Guo Jia left before his death.
"Hussars, similar to Qin?"
Cao Cao murmured and repeated.
It is almost obvious that the Hussar now has the power of the former Qin Dynasty. Why does Guo Jia emphasize it again? The Hussar sits in Guanzhong, herds horses to the north, and controls Sichuan and Shu. It is almost as good as the Qin Dynasty, no no, even more powerful than the Qin Dynasty.
The Qin Dynasty was even more brutal...
etc!
Cao Cao suddenly frowned, and murmured these four words back and forth several times, and then patted the table gently, "I see, it's like Qin! The hussar is like Qin, not Qin."
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Originally, most people in Shandong thought that the Hussar was a replica of the former Qin Dynasty, with tiger and wolf divisions, and so on. As a result, Guo Jia said that the Hussar was just "similar" to the Qin Dynasty, not from the Qin Dynasty.
Simply repeat.
Qin, as a powerful country in history, is famous for its unique political system, military strength and cultural characteristics. The Qin Dynasty also left such a deep impression on Shandong that when talking about Qin now, it is
The color changed. But Guo Jia said that the hussar was just a "type", which means that the hussar did have similarities with the former Qin in some aspects, maybe in the governance style, organizational structure or external expansion strategy
are similar, however, Guo Jia may want to express that although the Hussar has these similarities with the former Qin, it is different from the former Qin in essence, origin or other key aspects.
This was originally a huge thinking trap.
Only now did Cao Cao fully understand that their strategic direction before the war started was seriously deviated because of this thinking trap. Previously in Shandong, because of the slander and habitual criticism of the Hussars,
, leading to the feeling that whether it is official or private, there is always a feeling that the place in Guanzhong is filled with various tyrannical regimes, and the people are living in dire straits under the cavalry.
This kind of statement has been made so often that even the author of the original statement believes it...
So even when Cao Cao marched into Hedong, he felt that the noble people in Hedong would immediately welcome the king's army, bring order to the chaos, abandon darkness and turn to the light. He stood beside the official road with tears in his eyes, waving small flags, and shouted, "Dear relatives."
, finally here ah ah ah ah..."
The result was a slap in the face.
The reason is that the Hussar is just a "type", and after all, it is not really a copy of the Qin Dynasty.
Therefore, if you still think of Qiusi as the former Qin Dynasty, and use the means and methods used to deal with the former Qin Dynasty to deal with things, then it will inevitably be like the current land of Hedong, making the whole situation specious, neither up nor down.
This is not to say that Cao Cao is stupid, nor is it that Guo Jia is stupid, but it is a pitfall in his thinking.
It's like saying that China is rich and prosperous and that the dynasty is a kingdom above heaven. At first, it may be to inspire people and unite morale, but in the end, if you talk too much, you really think that China is rich and a kingdom is above heaven, and then it is finally dismissed.
When people were pushed to the ground and monkeys, chickens, dogs, pigs and cows came up to kick them, the people's morale was so low that it took a hundred years to completely recover.
So since Qiusi is not the "Pre-Qin", then naturally he cannot use the method of "anti-Qin", so what should be done?
Guo Jia gave the second sentence.
"Victory or defeat lies not on the outside, but on the inside."
Cao Cao took a deep breath and frowned.
He realized that Guo Jia might have thought about these two sentences for a long time, but never said them.
Maybe it was difficult to say, or maybe there were other reasons why I didn't say it until my last moment.
This sentence seems to be talking about how to deal with the Hussar, but if you think about it, can it also be used as the best summary of Cao Cao's current situation?
Yes, Cao Cao had a premonition that he would lose, but he had been unwilling to face it before, let alone admit it. Now that Guo Jia was dying, he spoke out.
However, if it is just a summary, it would be to underestimate Guo Jia.
Does Guo Jia mean...
Cao Cao frowned.
His original plan was actually discussed with Guo Jia.
Cao Cao wanted to eliminate some of the population pressure in Shandong. Because Shandong is experiencing a severe drought and a large amount of labor was mobilized before, drought is inevitable. Appropriately reducing some of the population and reducing the pressure on food and grass can make the court less embarrassed.
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This is one of the benefits. On the other hand, Cao Cao believes that the people in Shandong have never withstood relatively large external threats. Most of the time, he is resisting the pressure. Now the pressure should be distributed to the people in Shandong behind.
People...
In addition, there is a hidden factor, which is to bury human lives in the hands of Fei Qian, and then as long as the publicity is appropriate, the people of Shandong can hate Fei Qian just like the people of Xuzhou hate Cao Cao.
But now it seems that these problems are all "external" means.
So, if it is a real "internal" tactic, what is it?
Cao Cao focused on the last word Guo Jia said, "Heaven".
"Heaven" what?
weather?
Time of day?
The world?
world?
Emperor?
Angel?
Natural disaster?
sky……
There are so many possibilities.
As he was thinking about it, Cao Cao's brow suddenly jumped.
