Zhao Hanzhang was leading a large army to rush towards Beigong Chun. The two sides faced each other on a gentle slope. During the rush, the people around her were separated by the Xiliang army.
Both Zhao Hanzhang and Beigong Chunhao used long spears. They were hit by more than ten blows with the two spears. Beigong Chunhao did not hold back and shot back when he charged forward again. Zhao Hanzhang blocked the spear and narrowly avoided it.
Pass……
But with the strength of her block, Bei Gongjun slapped the gun barrel with his right hand, causing the spear to spin away. He held the spear with his left hand and sent it forward fiercely...
Wrapped in cloth and stained with plant ash, the gun tip hit her in the heart.
The force was so strong that Zhao Hanzhang fell from the horse. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and kicked when she fell. Her body flew out. She held her head and rolled twice on the ground.
Fu Tinghan, who was watching the battle on the mountainside, took two steps forward. When he saw her patting her clothes and getting up, she was safe and sound, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhao Erlang on the side was very excited, holding up his spear and shouting, for fear that others would not know, he shouted loudly: "A sister lost, a sister lost, a sister lost again!"
Fu Tinghan laughed, patted his head and said: "Be careful of your sister beating you up. She has defeated General Beigong once and tied once. She is barely capable of fighting. What about you?"
Fu Tinghan said: "The soldiers and horses you led were wiped out by the Xiliang army before they could reach General Beigong."
Zhao Erlang didn't care at all about the fact that he lost, "I'm not as good as General Beigong in the first place."
Zhao Hanzhang ignored Zhao Erlang and ran over to Fu Tinghan, "Have you written it down?"
Fu Tinghan hummed, "Even if you don't lose in a single battle, you will lose against the Xiliang Army from the Zhao Army later."
Zeng Yue came to him in a state of embarrassment, and he was beaten quite badly.
Most of the soldiers carried long spears without spearheads. They put them on their shoulders and came to line up arm in arm. They chattered: "This spear is missing its spearhead, so it is not easy to use at all."
"If there was a real gun, how could you still get up? You were clearly dead long ago, but you still got up and disrupted the military exercise."
"Why did I disturb you? I didn't notice that I was dead. Didn't I lie down when I found out? You Zhao Jiajun stepped on my hand. It's simply too much!"
"Bah, one of us saw you deliberately stretching your hand under someone's foot. Before the foot even stepped on it, you pulled the person's foot."
"Okay, okay, stop arguing. There are people watching and taking note of it. Whether it's merit or demerit will be discussed later. Don't get together and stand apart."
Zhao Erlang squatted aside and watched his sister and brother-in-law review the game of Go. He didn't understand Go at first, but now he could vaguely understand it.
After all, he watched the entire battle just now.
Zhao Erlang pointed to a place and said, "Are these Sister A and General Beigong?"
Zhao Hanzhang took a look and nodded, "Yes."
"What about this? Is this Zeng Yue's team?"
Zhao Hanzhang looked at Zhao Erlang with approval, "Not bad."
Zhao Erlang pointed to a few places and said: "Here, here, and here. If we block them directly, wouldn't Zeng Yue and the others be surrounded to death?"
Zhao Hanzhang asked, "Where did you borrow troops to surround us?"
Zhao Erlang pointed to a place and said: "Here."
Zhao Hanzhang smiled and said, "Smart, but it's not worth it to kill Zeng Yue's team. If I'm not wrong, this formation is mainly targeting me. Slowly split my people, leaving me alone. Beigong
If the general cannot capture me, he will borrow troops from here to attack, attack from both front and rear, and I will definitely die."
Bei Gongchun glanced at the chessboard and nodded, "Not bad."
He glanced at Fu Tinghan and said: "This chessboard is not as intuitive as the one the eldest son made out of clay before. Go has too many restrictions, but there is no such thing as borrowing troops."
Zhao Erlang didn't understand the rules of Go, so he directly picked up a few white stones on the board and piled them in another place. After surrounding the black stones, he said, "Sister, will you win in this way?"
Zhao Hanzhang patted him on the head and said, "If you win, you win. This is Qi, which is the basis for the survival of the chess pieces. You can't place the pieces here, and playing Go is one piece at a time..."
Seeing Zhao Erlang's confused eyes, Zhao Hanzhang stopped talking, shook his head and said: "Forget it, let Ting Han make a sand table for you when you get back. The one is more intuitive, and then demonstrate today's battle on the sand table."
She also wanted to know if she could beat Bei Gongchun if she had to do it again.
In fact, Bei Gongjun feels that military exercises and sand table demonstrations are of little significance, because "the battlefield is constantly changing and will be affected by various aspects, such as food and grass, weather, morale, and the obedience of the soldiers to the commander, not to mention the
The reason for the different terrain is that instead of training soldiers in military exercises, it is better to directly pull people to the battlefield. War is the only way to train soldiers."
He said: "My Xiliang cavalry is all trained by Xianbei."
Zhao Hanzhang held a different opinion, "It is still useful. At least I know that their cooperation is far inferior to that of the Xiliang Army. I can't just drag people to the battlefield and wait for them to die before practicing, right?"
Zhao Hanzhang felt that it was quite good now. The Xiliang Army was an army that had fought hundreds of battles. A lot of their people had died. Each person who died was replaced by another person. A lot of Xiliang Army died on the road.
Therefore, Zhao Hanzhang was unwilling to drag new soldiers directly onto the battlefield. Ordinary soldiers must be able to drill and practice the most basic military formations;
Elite soldiers are selected from ordinary soldiers. They do not have to work in the fields like ordinary soldiers, and they are occasionally dragged to infrastructure construction. They train every day, eat better than ordinary soldiers, and have better armaments.
Of course, if there is a battle, they will be the first to go to the battlefield.
Zhao Hanzhang spent a lot of money to raise each of these people and polished them with a lot of energy. She would be heartbroken if any one of them died.
And, to be honest, she also benefited a lot from playing against Bei Gongjun.
The three of them were still watching the chessboard when Fan Ying rode up the hillside and said, "Girl, official documents from all over the country have arrived."
Zhao Hanzhang said without raising his head: "You deal with it first, I will look at it later."
When the new county magistrate of Gucheng arrived, Fan Ying came back from Gucheng and was still working beside Zhao Hanzhang. She took a quick look at Bei Gongchun and then leaned into Zhao Hanzhang's ear and said, "There is also a letter from Xiliang."
When Zhao Hanzhang heard this, he immediately raised his head and said, "Let me take a look."
Fan Ying hurriedly took out the letter and handed it to her.
Zhao Hanzhang glanced at it with ten lines, and there was a smile in her eyes. She handed it to Bei Gongchun, "Huang An and the others have arrived in Xiliang. Zhang Governor is generous. He promised to move the Xiliang military family to Luoyang."
Beigong Chun hurriedly reached out to take it. After reading the letter, he breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face, "My lord, he has always been generous."
If it were anyone else, they might be reluctant to let Jiajuan leave in order to control their Xiliang army in the Central Plains, but Zhang Gui would not.
Regarding this point, Zhao Hanzhang had to nod. She may not be able to do this.