Everyone will inevitably be asked a question in their life.
Who are you?
Or who am I?
Except for some particularly fucked-up times, when some disadvantaged groups ask the unscrupulous people to prove that you are you, your father is your father, your mother is your mother, etc., when this question is asked, there will always be
Take a moment...
Because this question means determining identity, and a person's identity is often related to his or her position, political status and other social attributes.
Of course, for the untouchables, there is only one name left.
Otherwise, we would not have seen some feudal officials in later generations get furious when asked by unruly people, "Who are you?"
Because these feudal officials would not say their names, but their positions.
And he also likes others to address him by his position.
So to put it simply, the "who" is not the name of the person you are asking about, but the position and status.
So when someone asks "Who are you?" don't be silly and just say your name. Unless your name reaches the level like ***, even the platform must block it, otherwise you still have to change your social status.
The position should be placed at the front.
This is not just a simple self-identification issue, it may have some special meaning or background.
Although the feudal dynasty claimed that the emperor broke the law and the common people were equally guilty, or capitalism preached that everyone should be respected and treated equally, in fact, the answer to this question is always so bloody...
It's just that the surface may be covered with a layer of masking cloth.
But now, when Bao Zhong asked "Who are you?", he did not stupidly say what his name was, what his last name was, and then someone from such and such a place, but he laughed in a low voice: "General, you...
Just ask the officer... It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is what the general wants to do now..."
"What am I..." Bao Zhong was startled, and immediately a look of anger appeared on his face, "You are so bold!"
Never blink.
Um?
I didn't say anything...
However, this also made me understand Bao Zhong's thoughts.
Yi Jian suddenly sighed softly, "Even if we can defeat the Hussars this time, so what? We ourselves will have to die a lot of people... Look around, maybe most people here will die... And what will we get? Even if it's...
Half of the Hussars have been killed and consumed, so what? Can they defeat Guanzhong? Can they enter Linfen? The army is short of food for more than a day or two... retreat and wait for the next time? How many men and horses do the Hussars have?
Newly trained? You know, the Hussars are now not only Guanzhong, but also the Western Region has surrendered... If we really want to train troops, we can't compare. Think about how many people the Hussars had back then, and how many people they have now...
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"This..." Bao Zhong's eyes flashed.
"A few years of fighting and a few years of delay are certainly not a big deal to some people..." Chang Zhi said softly, "But... Chang'an only has the Hundred Medical Center..."
"Hiss..." Bao Zhong took a breath of cold air.
He never spoke anymore, then he shrank back slightly, lowered his head and smiled innocently, as if he had never said those words before.
Bao Zhong's son was seriously injured.
Baiyi Clinic is only in Guanzhong.
These two things that seemed completely unrelated to each other before are now suddenly connected.
Birth, old age, illness and death are the normal course of life.
But most of the time, parents do not treat their children equally, and children do not treat their parents equally.
In humans and other animals, in order to ensure the survival and growth of their offspring, parents will provide protection and resources at all costs. This instinct is the basis for the continuation of the population and the result of natural selection. The mother starts from the beginning of pregnancy through pregnancy and
Breastfeeding provides sustenance for children, while fathers provide protection for the family through labor to ensure the safety and stability of the overall life. Therefore, human instinct is to create better conditions for the continuation of future generations, and Bao Zhong obviously cannot
Avoid this.
Even though he usually picks up on his children when he sees them and scolds them for being stupid, when his children get hurt, his heart aches more than anyone else!
This is also a manifestation of Shandong culture. After all, filial sons are born under a stick, which is a "good" experience that has been passed down for many years.
In fact, this "stick" does not really rely on beatings and scolding, but strict education.
Everything has pros and cons. A strict education may produce more successful individuals, but they may be emotionally distant from their families. A gentle education may promote emotional closeness, but the children may be more comfortable in the future, and may
It is unlikely that there will be much material to give back to the parents. Unless the child is particularly outstanding, he can have the strengths of both, and the average child is considered very good if he does not learn from others' weaknesses.
Therefore, this sentence in Shandong is actually more about the difference between elite education and happy education, but some ordinary people, such as Bao Zhong, think that simply beating and scolding can make children become talented...
But no matter what, now his child is injured, and it's very serious, like an invisible knife, cutting his heart all the time.
Obviously, the doctors in the rear camp of Cao's army struggled to even treat ordinary soldiers, let alone treat burns similar to those suffered by Bao Zhong's son.
"Inside the Hundred Medicine Clinic," the voice from the beginning was like the temptation of the devil, full of charm, "It is the best in the world to treat this kind of injury...even the flesh and bones of the living dead..."
People in later generations know that the most important thing for burns is to prevent infection.
Once infected, especially large-scale infection and inflammation, it would undoubtedly be fatal to the Han Dynasty when there were no anti-inflammatory drugs.
And if the inflammation of the burn can be controlled, generally speaking, the recovery from the burn will be ideal, and at most it will be a little ugly.
After hearing this, Bao Zhong couldn't help but swallow his saliva, his throat sliding up and down.
After looking at Bao Zhong's expression, he felt more and more settled.
Bao Zhong looked around and suddenly whispered: "Brother Cong, you...to be honest...how sure are you?"
He always replied in a low voice: "It's hard to say! If you want to get treatment, the sooner the better... If you continue like this, you will definitely get nothing."
Bao Zhong's face looked a little gloomy.
After a slight pause, he finally said: "But...this opportunity is all earned, it just depends on what the general does..."
Bao Zhong raised his head in shock, only to see that the smile on his face had disappeared and he looked extremely serious.
"Brother, you...you, you, you..." Bao Zhong grabbed the handle of the knife and held it tightly.
It could be said to be "chatting" before. Although it involves certain factors, on the whole it can be regarded as a father eager to seek medical treatment, grabbing the floating board or straw that appears around him, but if it continues, it will undoubtedly be
This is equivalent to taking off all disguises, nakedly expressing his identity, and also forcing Bao Zhong to express his attitude.
this……
What to do?
Beads of sweat rolled down Bao Zhong's head.
There were still a lot of people around and flags waving.
Bao Zhong and his personal bodyguards were also staring nervously here, as well as at the other Cao Jun soldiers around them. While they were afraid that they would hear something less, they were also afraid that other unrelated people would hear something more.
In normal times, Bao Zhong and this tense and abnormal state around Bao Zhong would definitely attract some people's attention, but now, other Cao Jun soldiers are also nervous, and some are even more nervous than Bao Zhong and others.
It was so outrageous that it naturally attracted the attention of the central leaders and central guards who were the governors.
As for what Bao Zhong said here, as long as he didn't hear the specific content clearly, he would probably think he was discussing the upcoming battle...
The messengers carrying the flags were still running left and right, passing on Cao Hong's orders.
Bao Zhong gritted his teeth and squeezed the handle of the knife so that it creaked.
But there seemed to be an invisible force pressing on the back of his hand, making his sword feel like a thousand pounds and unable to be pulled out.
Even though there was Cao Jun's camp behind him and Cao Cao's banner was flying in the middle of the rear, Bao Zhong felt as if he was standing alone in the middle of the battlefield.
Taking a step back, there was Cao Jun, but in the distance in front of him, there were three-color battle flags flying high.
Even though he had all kinds of unsatisfactory experiences under Cao Cao, Bao Zhong never thought he would have to make a choice like today...
But, what if...
Bao Zhong kept his eyes on him.
There was never any movement, and it seemed that Bao Zhong didn't even see the veins on his hand holding the handle of the knife.
"What if..." Bao Zhong's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just swallowed a handful of sand alive, "How can I protect my child?"
He always smiled, still with his usual flattering expression, "It's easy to say... I just need to find an excuse to send him to the rear, and make an appointment at a certain crossing of the river... And in the rear camp, the general needs to know, in fact... Haha,
Those elites seldom go there..."
"No, no no, no no no..." Bao Zhong shook his head slightly, "This, this won't work, this won't work..."
He said it was not possible, but in fact Bao Zhong's hand holding the handle of the knife was no longer as tight as before.
"General, think twice." He always said softly, "What we want is nothing more than wealth, fame, fame, and a family legacy... So they are all the same, but the first thing is to have life... If there is no life, then
I have nothing, even if I have tens of thousands of wealth and thousands of acres of fertile land, what’s the use? If the general is worried, he can kill me after Cao Jun’s victory... Otherwise, wouldn’t he be cutting off his own path?”
Bao Zhong's eyes swayed from side to side. His personal loyalty to Cao Cao was definitely not as firm as he said verbally. Now that he heard Chiang's words, he had already been shaken in his heart. He was just afraid that Chieng's person was Cao Cao or the Cao family.
It's just a counter-tempt by a school official.
I have always looked at Bao Zhong, wondering in my heart, if I can't reveal some real methods, I'm afraid I won't be able to win Bao Zhong's trust...
No one wants to die in vain, and no one wants to die in vain.
Sacrifice is actually a kind of transaction. In ancient times, three animals were sacrificed to the gods. These solid-colored animals for sacrifice were called sacrifices. So in fact, people put forward some conditions to the gods and sacrificed them, hoping that the gods would agree.
If the gods give a "response", such as it happens to rain, the sky is sunny, etc., then humans will conduct sacrificial transactions again next time. If there is no "response" for a long time, then it is very likely that another god will be replaced.
Or simply throw the sacrificial wizard into the fire...
If he never took the initiative to communicate with Bao Zhong, then in the process of fighting against the hussar vanguard, Bao Zhonghe, who never belonged to the ranks of the central leader and central guard, would probably act like this before the battle.
The first dish or soup is given to the generals on both sides to whet their appetites.
If the food doesn't taste good, you can return it, dump it, or make it again.
But if a person dies, he cannot come back again.
At least this is true for people like Bao Zhonghe.
Chang Li raised his chin slightly and said: "If the general is willing to send a signal to the messengers on the opposite side... then when the opposite side attacks, most likely they will avoid this place..."
As he was talking, he raised his head to look at the bright sun in the sky, then turned up his sleeves, revealing a small bronze mirror.
"..." Bao Zhong stared at Qiang, pondering for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "I won't say it."
It’s not that I don’t know how to do it, or that I don’t understand it, it’s that I don’t know how to do it.
So I always nodded, "I understand, then I'll send it. I hope the general can cover up a little bit."
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The armies of both sides began to come into contact with each other, and of course the first thing to start was the scouting battle.
No matter which side the scouts were on, they were trying their best to prevent the other side from approaching their own lines for detection, but it was obvious that Cao Jun's scouts were gradually suppressed. Facing the sharp cavalry hussars, Cao Jun's confrontational behavior of these scouts was more like
It is a way to show an unyielding attitude even if you are unable to resist...
The power of maneuver on the battlefield gradually shifted to Xu Chu's side.
Facing the Cao army's formation, Xu Chu did not immediately launch an attack.
Because Xu Chu discovered in previous observations that the infantry line of Cao Jun's soldiers was likely to start gathering in the middle of the night, which means that Cao Jun's soldiers had been standing still for at least two or three hours...
Xu Chu is not in a hurry.
Don't be in a hurry.
He is now the attacker. From his camp to Cao Jun's camp, he has to walk more than ten miles. If he cannot attack Cao Jun's camp today - it is obviously impossible to conquer it directly.
After all, the artillery has not caught up yet, so Xu Chu still has to walk more than ten miles with his troops back to the camp after today's attack. Therefore, as an army commander, he must know how to reasonably allocate the physical strength of his soldiers.
After Xu Chu gained control of most of the battlefield, he began to rotate, test, and consume.
That's right, consumption.
The physical endurance of soldiers is also a consumable in a sense.
How to consume more of the opponent's physical strength within an effective period of time and preserve your own physical strength is also a skill on the battlefield.
And there is another point, Cao Jun's camp is huge. If when he retreats, Cao Jun sends troops from another part of the camp, will he fight or not?
At that time, what will happen if I exhaust my stamina from the beginning, and in the end the soldiers lose their stamina and the horses lose their horsepower?
The hussars took turns dispatching, and the smoke they rolled up covered the sky and the sun. Although they did not directly charge into the formation, who can guarantee that the hussars would not charge directly at the next moment?
Cao Jun was undoubtedly well prepared for the Anyi camp. All the surrounding wood had been cut down. Even if the Hussars wanted to obtain some wood to make treads for crossing the trench, they would have to go further, or even
It was dragged here from twenty miles away.
Therefore, it was certainly impossible for Xu Chu to fill Cao's army's trenches and camps with flesh and blood.
On the whole, the formation of both sides was more like shouting at each other before the actual action.
What are you looking at?
What do you think of you?
Can you try touching me?
Just give it a try!
Both sides knew that the intensity this time would not be too great, but both sides were holding back their misfortune and wanted to give the other side a sap, so they wanted to take advantage first.
The Hussars now combine cold weapons and hot weapons, especially the grenades that were first developed. They have been used proficiently and have demonstrated their power many times in various small-scale battles. This time is of course no exception. Look for opportunities to use them.
Let Cao Jun feel some of the passion of iron and fire.
Under the cover of the camp, Cao Jun held back his catapult, waiting for the hussars to approach, and then suddenly gave the hussars a surprise.
After suppressing the battlefield, the hussars began to gradually approach Cao Jun's infantry line, roaring back and forth, and from time to time they threw some arrows into Cao Jun's infantry position, and Cao Jun's line also fired back with arrows.
The arrows from both sides were tentative attacks, causing some damage, but basically it was negligible.
During this process, the Hussars cavalry were undoubtedly putting constant pressure on Cao Jun's infantry, and then trying to find their weak links and areas. For Cao Jun, the size of the Hussars cavalry running back and forth was not large.
, and it is a moving target, so the catapult hidden behind the camp has always been silent.
If the normal process continues, then as time goes by, there will definitely be one or more direct flesh-to-flesh collisions, and the exchange of body fluids between the two parties in the afternoon...
But this is the case on the battlefield, and plans often fail to keep up with changes.
Just as the atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly tense, and they were about to meet in physical combat, something unexpected happened.
This change was discovered by the hussars on the ground, but at first, the hussars did not pay attention, thinking that it happened by chance in the Cao army's formation, but the continuous and regular flashing of light made these hussars
The scout suddenly became alarmed.
This is a signal that the Riders are communicating with each other!
After being stunned and suspicious, the hussars discovered the signal again and immediately reported it level by level.
Li Li, who was commanding the cavalry on the flank of the battlefield, received a message from his subordinates.
"What did you say?" Li Li wondered if he heard wrongly, "Did you say that there was any signal found in Cao Jun's array? Ranger contact?! Are you sure about this?!"
The leader of the cavalry also felt strange, so he nodded and said: "At first, I thought my brothers had made a mistake, so I went to see it myself to make sure it was the signal we agreed on!"
Li Li's eyes widened, and then he nodded towards the team leader, "This is no joke!"
The team leader also nodded and wiped the sweat from his face, "Marquis, how dare you joke about this kind of thing!"
Li Li thought about it for a moment, "I will immediately send someone to ask the general for instructions! You go around again and send it to the other side... No, no, you can't use the light of the mirror... Let me think about it, let me think about it, what else can I do?"
