Viewed from a distance, Cao Jun's camp looks like a huge beast lying on the loess plateau in the darkness. It lies there quietly, as if waiting for something, giving people a depressing and...
Feeling of tension.
This makes Fei Qian inevitably think randomly to reduce his own stress burden.
He found that since he reached a certain position, the time for quiet thinking like now seems to be less and less, more and more fragmented, and more time is spent on new things that keep emerging.
, new selection.
This is not very good.
Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no thinking when making a choice, but there is often some strong purpose at that time, and something must be completed within a certain time. This reminds him of some of the heroes of later generations...
The cattle and horses of later generations have to face countdowns almost every day. Let’s not mention the countdowns at work. Even in life, there are countdowns almost everywhere. In a few days, the mortgage will be paid, and in a few days,
It's time to pay off the car loan, what is the due date for that card...
As a result, people gradually became impatient and lost patience and thinking.
This was even more true in the feudal dynasty.
It's not that Fei Qian looks down on the ox and horse, but that the ox and horse can't just become the ox and horse willingly.
During the Battle of Hedong, those numb civilians sounded the alarm to Fei Qian...
This is the big man, these are the cattle and horses that have been cultivated and selected over three to four hundred years.
Farmers and women in the countryside have no extra time to calm down and think. They only have endless farm work that will never stop. They need to sow in spring, weed in summer, harvest in autumn, and store in winter.
, another year passes, year after year.
Therefore, in the feudal dynasty, the gap between the nobles and the peasants was constantly widening. This gap was not only in living standards, but also in thinking patterns. Those who were above the basic survival needs
Things, the ability to think and create, are the real differences between humans and animals.
Therefore, those who do not want to think or think about how to innovate and create, but want to control class, position, and production and living materials to exploit cattle and horses, will inevitably become an obstacle to the entire society. No matter how tyrannical they are now, they will also be in history
Being struck down and drowned in the torrent...
Just like now.
Cao Jun's camp looks large, but it is actually very fragile.
It's not the shell that's vulnerable, it's what's inside.
Fei Qian had a feeling that perhaps tonight would determine the life or death of Cao Jun's camp.
So he came in person.
With Fei Qian's fighting strength, it is not enough to rush to the front and mow the grass like other time-travelers, but it gives Fei Qian another perspective. A perspective from which he can look at the overall situation, not just
Just immersed in the pleasure of killing right under your eyes.
Of course, it is also possible that Fei Qian was just blinded and misjudged the situation. Then this night attack may be more dangerous, and Fei Qian also needs to be at the scene to command and adjust.
It is normal for people to be blind when faced with temptation.
In such a beautiful night, it seems that it should not be associated with bloody fighting, but unfortunately, just as human mating can occur regardless of season, the killing of humans can also occur regardless of day and night.
Sometimes Fei Qian would imagine that if one day all human beings put down their slaughtering knives to the same kind of people, wouldn’t it be time for those guys outside the star to start trembling? Then is there something in this human gene that strangles and fights with each other?
Are some hidden forces controlling it?
Fei Qian stared at the sky.
The sky is boundless, and so are the stars.
When humans think, God laughs.
God, that is, God.
To ants, humans are gods.
So to humans, what are gods?
Is this unsatisfied human greed derived from genes, or does it evolve from civilization?
There are always a few who are satisfied, and the noisy voices are always shouting "Give me more"...
Xun Chen came from the side, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, everything is ready. The soldiers and horses have all had their night food."
Fei Qian nodded, took out the telescope, looked forward, adjusted it, but still couldn't see clearly the figures of Xu Chu and others in the dark night...
"Waiting for Zhongkang's signal."
Fei Qian ordered, "Send more scouts to detect the surrounding situation."
Xun Chen responded and then retreated to get busy again.
During the day, Xu Chu touched Cao Hong's lower body to confirm the feel and saw blood...
I don’t know if this is Cao Hong’s first time, but at least it’s Xu Chu’s first time.
So for "Brother Chu"'s first time, he didn't have much experience, and he wasn't sure how seriously Cao Hong was injured.
But killing someone while he is sick has always been a fine Chinese tradition, and adding insult to injury has become a teaching model, so Fei Qian and others discussed it and decided to attack at night.
A night attack might be dangerous, but it would be a pity to pass the opportunity like this.
Fei Qian prepared two echelons. One was for Xu Chu to take the infantry to have a look, and the other was for him to take Xun Chen, Li Li and others to lead the cavalry to press the formation. Whether it was to expand the results of the battle or to rescue, they would be more capable.
Faster.
In addition, Feiqian also prepared a garrison of artillery and rockets for emergencies.
Especially the Rockets.
The rocket car is not big, with twenty coins per car, so it is relatively simple.
After all, the current craftsmanship is still not very good. Maybe in the future there will be forty coins per car, or one hundred coins per car...
In this way, if the results can be expanded, it would be great, but if the night attack fails, there will be some protection. The only disadvantage is that the soldiers will be tired, and the continuous combat capability will be reduced a lot, at least for a period of time.
It takes two days to recover.
After all, the smoothbore cannon is still...
If there were mortars...
Well, Fei Qian suddenly remembered something and his brows moved, but he soon felt a little discouraged.
That's how people are, they have to go to Long to look at Shu.
But soon, Fei Qian realized that he was still greedy.
These days, there are still too many uncertainties about gunpowder.
The quality of this batch of gunpowder is good, but there is no guarantee for the next batch. And because the quality of each batch of gunpowder is uneven, experienced craftsmen need to re-determine the gun when using different batches of gunpowder.
The amount of charge.
Otherwise, there may be various problems such as the previous batch of gunpowder firing well, and the next batch of gunpowder either having a reduced range or frequently exploding the chamber...
Therefore, every time a new gunpowder package arrives, the craftsmen in the artillery camp need to re-verify and measure, test and calculate, and finally determine the increase or decrease in the fixed gunpowder.
This is a very troublesome thing, and it is difficult to improve in a short time.
Comparatively speaking, rockets may be more suitable for use under rough chemical engineering conditions than mortars. They have less and more gunpowder, and are more suitable for weapons that do not require much accuracy in coverage attacks.
During the daytime battle, Fei Qian thought that Cao Hong would sneak attack on him, so he dragged the rocket and prepared it early. Who would have thought that Cao Hong was knocked back by Xu Chu's knife...
Now, if the night attack failed, it means that Cao Jun may have been prepared and would probably take the opportunity to counterattack, so Fei Qian dragged out the rocket again.
You don’t need to be able to use it every time, but you must have the trump card in hand.
Anyway, for Fei Qian, there are only so many chips and he is not qualified for many waves.
The waves may be really fun, but if you make one mistake, you will get a lunch box.
"Perhaps it won't be useful this time as well?"
Fei Qian thought, then raised his head to look for the Big Dipper, and calculated the time.
There are too many stars in the sky, which are indeed beautiful, but they also add some trouble to finding the Big Dipper.
"With such beautiful scenery at such a beautiful time, you might as well invite Xia Houyuan to come and watch it together..."
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Also looking up under the stars at night was Cao Xiu.
The sky was chaotic, just like the future Cao Xiu faced, which was also chaotic and unclear.
The mountain road is difficult to walk, and coupled with the interspersed fighting, it is simply a matter of men getting better...
Uh, it’s difficult!
Cao Xiu led his troops all the way around Wenxi and straight into the Luliang Mountains, with the purpose of getting in touch with Xiahou Dun.
Cao Xiu is not God, nor is he a keyboard warrior with a knowledge of 5,000 years and 500 million, so it is impossible for him to know everything...
Perhaps Cao Cao already knew some information, but to the middle and lower-level generals of Cao's army, their information was blocked.
Wenxi's offensive can be said to have failed.
Zhang Xiu withdrew the remnants of Wen Xi's army, leaving only ruins.
Worthless, burned-out ruins.
Lu Zhao was overjoyed when he saw this, and his face was full of joy that could not be concealed.
Cao Xiu knew what Lu Zhao was happy about.
There is no need to fight, and you can still "get" Wenxi.
Regardless of the value of Wenxi now, Cao Jun has "occupied" Wenxi anyway! Luzhao's previous defeat can be partially offset, and it can even be written in the Spring and Autumn Period to indicate a strategic shift and an overall change.
Finally achieved a "great" victory!
But what’s the use of hearing about such a ruin?
Like the pig skin you use to put some oil on your mouth when you go out?
The reason why Cao Jun wanted to attack Wenxi was because by obtaining Wenxi, on the one hand, it could be used as a support for the flank attack, and on the other hand, it could in turn force the Pei family in Anyi. The result was good now. Wenxi had indeed succeeded, but
It has no value anymore.
As a result, a conflict broke out between Cao Xiu and Lu Zhao.
Of course, Lu Zhao means that his mission has been "accomplished" and Wenxi has "won" it, so he can return to the army.
However, Cao Xiu felt that going back like this would not only be a failure but also meaningless.
Cao Xiu insisted on going north and completing the second phase of the mission, which inevitably led to a fundamental conflict with Lu Zhao.
So Cao Xiu directly seized Lu Zhao's military power and placed it directly under his own banner.
Lu Zhao had no choice but to return to Cao's camp alone. It was unrealistic. He could only follow Cao Xiu all the way north with full of complaints and resentment.
In the middle of the night, all the Cao soldiers behind Cao Xiu were exhausted.
The healthy horse shook its head in discomfort. Although it could not neigh with a piece of wood in its mouth, it still snorted heavily and scratched its hooves.
Half of the troops who followed Cao Xiu all the way north were from Cao Xiu's headquarters, and the other half were miscellaneous troops under Lu Zhao's original command. These soldiers from Cao Xiu's headquarters had followed Cao Xiu all the way up the Zhiguan Road, and they were more or less used to walking on mountain roads.
Cao Xiu followed Cao Xiu without saying a word, but the miscellaneous soldiers of Cao's army who joined in on the way naturally made a lot of low grumbles.
If it was Cao Cao who led them, or Cao Hong, these guys wouldn't dare to complain too much.
After all, it was not easy for Cao Jun back then. Cao Cao, Cao Hong and others also accompanied them all the way through hardships. They ate whatever they had. Even the wild boar teat meat was cooked in one pot, and the generals only ate the first bowl. Everyone.
They are all mixed with the same horse spoon, and there is absolutely no reason to hide in a corner and eat some Swiss rolls to satisfy your hunger.
Therefore, even if there is any dissatisfaction, there is nothing to say, but Cao Xiu is different, he came from behind. In the eyes of Cao Jun's soldiers, he just did not suffer the hardships at the front, but he came from behind to get better. Those
The soldiers in Cao Xiu's army are paid by Cao Xiu's family, and he has never eaten a grain of rice from Cao Xiu's family. Why can't he say a few words and complain?
What's more, Cao Xiu was born, and some of the earliest veterans who followed the Cao family had a general idea.
Between the Cao family and the Cao family, there are three, six or nine ranks!
In addition, Cao Xiu didn't have any appearance bonus. After all, he was a poor child who supported his parents' coffins to go to relatives. It was a rough road all the way, so naturally he couldn't have fair skin, delicate face, creamy temperament, and willow's temperament.
Waist, not to mention the charm that makes millions of people scream with an evil smile...
Lu Zhao, on the surface, didn't say a word, but in fact, even from a distance of three feet, you could smell his dissatisfaction with Cao Xiu. So those soldiers in Cao's army naturally muttered and pointed fingers behind his back.
In the eyes of these Cao Jun soldiers, Lu Zhao was on their side!
Why did you come to be a soldier? Not just for the food and salary!
Protect your home and country?
ha!
At that time, there was great chaos in the Central Plains. The refugees were running around in misery. There were fights everywhere. There was a sea of blood and mountains of bones everywhere. Where was home?
Loyalty, filial piety and justice?
Hey!
They lie down shamelessly in temples and only know how to suck the flesh and blood of the common people, but what kind of loyalty, filial piety and justice are they asked of the people?
Therefore, among the mixed soldiers in Cao's army, there is no need to worry about anything else, as long as they have food to eat.
How many meals are given and how many things are done.
The baggage and dry food that Cao Xiu brought with him were gradually used up...
Originally, Cao Xiu thought that when he reached the North Road, he could quickly contact Xiahou's army, or find some villages near Luliang as supplements, but Cao Xiu did not consider that Luliang was scattered in villages, and there were many people in the mountains, not these people.
How much I like Luliang Taihang, but I was forced by various external circumstances to go to the Luliang Mountains. Now Feiqian is doing well in the Linfen Basin, and it has been attracting people to migrate voluntarily with various discounts for a long time, so this Luliang Mountains
Naturally, the staff became thinner.
And this is not the biggest trouble Cao Xiu faces, because his troubles will become more and more serious!
In the darkness of the night, there were figures stirring, and the soldiers exploring the front came back with strange expressions on their faces.
Cao Xiu asked, and at first he thought something unusual was found in the front. Unexpectedly, the soldiers exploring the front replied: "General Qizhen... It's not like we ran into... uh, it can be regarded as... Hi, this is Mr. Ling."
The letter came..."
"Aha?"
Cao Xiu's mouth opened wide and he didn't close it for a long time.
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The walls of Cao Jun's camp were dug into trenches and cut down to form fences.
Each small camp in the big camp can accommodate about a thousand people.
The camp of the Central Leading Army and the Central Protecting Army is larger than the small camp, and can accommodate anywhere from two thousand to five thousand.
Cao Hong returned to his Chinese army tent.
It was quiet inside the camp.
It's not that these leaders and guards are so disciplined, but that many of these large camps are already empty. There is only one tent supporting them, and only some soldiers live in the outermost circle.
With fewer people, there will naturally be fewer voices.
After entering his tent, Cao Hong did not force himself to hold on. He landed on one foot, put his arm on the guard's shoulder, and sat on the bed while jumping. Then he allowed the guard to check his wounds and apply medicine again.
Previously, the elite of Cao's army here were mostly old soldiers from Qingzhou who had followed Cao Cao all the way to fight. They were not afraid of death, but they were also extremely difficult to control.
After all, life and death don't matter, so why do you care about military discipline?
Especially when Cao Cao was chasing Yuan Shu...
The scene back then shocked even Cao Hong!
They are said to be Qingzhou soldiers, but in fact most of them are Qingzhou Yellow Turban thieves.
These yellow scarf thieves may not have much martial arts skills, but they are really not afraid of death...
In other words, I have lost my desire for life.
To this day, Cao Hong still can't figure out why those Yellow Turban thieves didn't even want to pay for their soldiers' rations when they heard that they were going to fight Yuan Shu. They even had to bite off a piece of flesh from Yuan Shu's soldiers with their bare hands on the battlefield!
It's like Yuan Shu's soldiers are their sworn enemies who killed their father!
Why?
You must know that Yuan Shu is not a weakling. The big Han Yuan Gongli has a group of elite soldiers left behind by the Yuan family, elite soldiers that even Yuan Shao does not have, and is conquering Zhangjiao...
oh!
Cao Hong suddenly figured something out, so that's it...
It does make sense that every wrongdoer has his head and every debtor has his own owner.
"hiss……"
Cao Hong suddenly took a breath of cold air.
The guard thought that Cao Hong's wound hurt because of his incompetence in changing the medicine, so he apologized profusely.
Cao Hong waved his hand and said: "That's not the case... I suddenly thought that when Bao Shuyi asked about his lord just now, did he call him "lord" or "prime minister"?"
"this……"
The guard was stunned, he didn't pay attention at all.
But since Cao Hong asked, they naturally asked each other and recalled things for Cao Hong.
"It seems to be called 'Prime Minister'?" said one of the guards.
"Yes! It is indeed the "Prime Minister"!" Another guard also confirmed.
"Prime Minister..." Cao Hong squinted his eyes.
Normally, the "Lord" is the "Prime Minister" and the "Prime Minister" is also the "Lord". There is no big problem. It's like calling your husband "Nakouzi" or "Liangzi".
Question, but one day, it suddenly became just a name and not a relationship...
"Master... do you mean... do you want..."
The guard suddenly became worried.
"Let me think about it..." Cao Hong's face was hidden under the firelight in the tent, flickering, "We need to make some extra preparations... Maybe it's time to use that... After all, it's already...
