In fact, Sima Yi did not expect that the stone cannon he had carefully imitated would be used in actual combat for the first time, and not on thieves.
Instead, it was used on Wei himself.
It was also the founding capital of the Wei Dynasty, Yecheng.
Just a few stone bullets were fired, and they either landed on the city wall, inside the city, or outside the city.
But every one of them is like a thunderbolt falling from the sky, and the sound shakes the heaven and the earth.
Wherever it fell, dust flew up and a big crater was made.
Even if it were as thick as the city wall of Ye City, it would be difficult to stand for a long time under the attack of such powerful stone cannons.
Looking at the smoke and dust in front of him and hearing the sound like thunder in the air, Sima Yi had already seen the scene of the stone cannon being fired at the school grounds in Luoyang.
At this time, I still couldn’t help but sigh:
"No wonder thieves attack the city like cracking bamboo, destroying everything. Once these magical weapons are born, will there be any strong cities in the world? I'm afraid they will all be like paper lake ears."
"Those who are not afraid of this thing today may only be left with natural dangers in the mountains and rivers."
I remember back in those days, when Feng's thieves invaded Anding, and made the Anding defenders spin around like headless flies.
This thing takes a lot of credit.
As for Cao Zidan (aka Cao Zhen), he was completely defeated by Feng Thief's new cavalry army.
In the end, he vomited blood and died of depression.
Thinking of this, Sima Yi couldn't help but feel a little sad.
Whispering in a voice that almost only you can hear:
"Xiahou Zhongquan (Xiahou Ba) was defeated unjustly!"
The late emperor may have been too harsh on Xiahou Zhongquan.
Because not to mention Xiahou Zhongquan, who was entering the battle for the first time, even he would have suffered a huge loss if he was not prepared.
Feng Thief brought so many good things from his own sect, so you can imagine how mysterious and unpredictable the sect behind him is.
Even a man as determined as Sima Yi could not help but feel confused at this moment:
The disciples behind Feng Mingwen supported the Han Dynasty so strongly. Is it true that the destiny is still in Yanhan?
Could it be that we really mean what he said: Although the Han Dynasty was an old state, its destiny was to be restored?
Could it be that he is really acting against heaven, and it is hard to go against God's will?
And just when Sima Yi was thinking about his destiny, Huan Fan at the top of the city was already holding on to the female wall with both hands, and he could barely hold himself up.
But seeing Huan Shijun at this time, his eyes were dull, his eyes were lifeless, his mouth was open, and he looked like he had lost his soul.
If you observe carefully, you can also see that Huan Shijun's lower robe is swinging in an amplitude visible to the naked eye.
Obviously, there is a high probability that there are two groups fighting inside the lower robe.
What famous people in the Wei Dynasty pay attention to is being elegant and far-sighted, and being far-reaching and broad-minded.
What I am pursuing is the Qi-nurturing Kung Fu that allows me to maintain my composure even when Mount Tai collapses before my eyes.
Why is Xia Houxuan promoted as the first famous scholar in metaphysics?
In addition to being one of the founders of metaphysics in the Wei Dynasty, his appearance and demeanor are unmatched by other celebrities.
His appearance is easy to understand, and he is said to be "as solemn as entering a temple. If you don't practice respect, you will respect yourself."
He also said: "It's like entering the ancestral temple, but you can see the ceremonial instruments."
When he stood side by side with Li Feng, who was also a famous scholar, people at the time thought that Xiahou Taichu was "as bright as the sun and the moon in his arms", while Li Anguo (i.e. Li Feng) was "decadent as the jade mountain is about to collapse."
As for Yi Zhi, it is even more interesting to talk about.
It is said that Xiahou Xuanchang was leaning on a pillar to write. It was raining heavily, and suddenly a thunder and lightning came down, breaking the pillar.
Even Xia Houxuan's clothes were scorched, but his expression remained unchanged and his book remained the same.
The surrounding guests and entourage were all swaying and unable to stand firm.
His demeanor is so good that few people in the world can match it.
Huan Shijun, who is the governor of Jizhou, is a famous scholar, but his thoughts are mostly on competing with others. It seems that his etiquette and demeanor still have a long way to go.
As for the soldiers around Huan Fan, many of them had no fighting spirit at all.
At this time, I saw the siege equipment held by Taifu Sima. Its power was almost the same as that of the thunder from heaven.
Most of the people had pale faces, and some of the new soldiers who had never experienced battle had their crotches wet.
Another person couldn't hold his weapon and "Dang Cang" fell to the ground.
The sound of weapons falling seemed to wake Huan Fan, allowing him to recover from his state of shock.
Looking at the officers and soldiers around me, many of them are ugly, and almost everyone has a look of fear on their faces.
Huan Fan couldn't help but sigh secretly, his heart had hit rock bottom.
He knew that this was the result of almost all the soldiers from Hebei being transferred when the late emperor was there.
The soldiers currently guarding the city were basically recruited and pieced together in the past two or three years, and most of them have never been in battle.
Not to mention facing siege equipment that is as terrifying as thunder coming from the sky.
Fortunately, the stone cannons under the city did not last forever.
It turned out that Sima Yi sent people over again and shouted towards the city:
"Huan Shijun, have you seen it clearly? According to your opinion, Yecheng may be able to withstand the power of the stone cannon?"
If Huan Fan had some luck before, now his face was ashen.
"You have also seen the officers and men in the city. The stone cannons used their power to destroy the city just like destroying a piece of iron. It only happened overnight!"
"It's just that the Taifu has a kind heart and doesn't want to fight with his colleagues, lest his loved ones be hurt and his thieves happy!"
"If all the officers and soldiers can appreciate Taifu's heart for boxing, please don't make the mistake!"
"Otherwise, Grand Tutor Huairen, Shi Pao has no vision and no sense of justice!"
As soon as these words came out, even though Huan Fan was still standing at the top of the city, the defenders couldn't stop commotion.
Even the cronies around him looked at Huan Fan.
But seeing Huan Fan staring at the stone cannon at the bottom of the city, he seemed to be in a state of mind again and said nothing.
Stone cannon?
Stone cannon!
Where have you heard this name?
Isn't this the legendary siege equipment of Western thieves?
How could Sima Yi have such a thing?
Could it be that Sima Yi really colluded with the Western bandits?
Or has he surrendered to the Western Bandits?
No no no!
A glimmer of light finally flashed through Huan Fan's heart, and something he had almost forgotten flashed through his mind.
"No, impossible, absolutely impossible!"
Thinking of this incident, Huan Fan subconsciously wanted to deny it, and even blurted out what was in his heart.
"Your Majesty?"
As Huan Fan's subordinate, Si Fan felt anxious when he heard Huan Fan's words. He quickly stepped forward and reminded him in a low voice without caring about the difference between the superior and the inferior:
"Your Majesty?"
Lord Huan, even if you don't really want to, you still have to see the current situation.
If the city's defenders continue like this, they may surrender without a fight.
Even if I can hold on for a while, I don’t know how many people will run away tonight...
well!
After being reminded by Si Fan, Huan Fan came back to his senses and looked at Si Fan: "What's the matter?"
Si Fan:......
After thinking for a while, Si Fan opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just gestured to the surroundings with his eyes.
Huan Fan knew what Si Fan wanted to say without even looking.
Huan Fan's expression was extremely gloomy. He smiled bitterly at Si Fan, and then shook his head.
Si Fan didn't know what he meant.
I don’t know what Huan Shijun wants to express.
Unexpectedly, Huan Fan suddenly nodded to Si Fan again and finally said:
"General Si, I know what you mean."
Si Fan once again:...
At the same time, I was a little flustered. What on earth was Shijun Huan going to say?
But when he saw Huan Fan adjusting his clothes, he turned around and said to the soldiers around him:
"I am deeply blessed by the country. Even if I know that I cannot keep it, I should not give up lightly. However, I am the parent of the officials in Jizhou. If I know that I cannot keep it, but force my people into the flames of war, I am not worthy of being a parent."
"Therefore, I only ask you to guard the city for three days. After three days, I will be doing your best, and you can go or stay..."
Before he finished speaking, Huan Fan could no longer speak. He bowed deeply to the soldiers and then turned around and left the city.
All the officers and soldiers had already prepared to surrender, but now seeing Lord Huan's attitude, some hesitated.
Yes, Yecheng is the capital of the Wei Dynasty. If they open the city and surrender like this, how can they deserve the trust of the court?
Not to mention the Taifu under the city, he was also the Taifu of the Wei Dynasty.
Even if they surrender, what will the Tutor think of them?
Seeing that the soldiers were silent, Si Fan laughed:
"Why do you worry? If you can only defend the city for three days, what's the problem?"
"We can secretly convey to the Grand Tutor what Huan Shijun said just now. Since the Grand Tutor has a kind heart, why not wait another three days?"
When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.
Then someone asked with some concern:
"Is this really possible?"
"Whether it's feasible or not, you'll know after you try it. Anyway, Commander Huan only needs us to hold on for three days."
There’s no requirement to do it anyway, right?
As one of Huan Shijun's most trusted subordinates, Si Fan felt that at this time, he should take the initiative to share his boss' worries.
Explain to everyone what Huan Shijun said that was difficult to say:
"What if the master agrees? Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?"
It can save Huan Shijun's face without hurting the Taifu's harmony. At the same time, he and others don't have to face such terrifying weapons.
So it should be killing three birds with one stone?
After hearing what Si Fan said, everyone stopped talking.
Yes, if you give it a try, no one will die.
But if you don't try it, you might actually die.
So why not give it a try?
Seeing everyone's expressions, Si Fan knew that most of them were excited, so he said again:
"What do you guys think about this matter? If you think it's okay, then it's better to inform Taifu as soon as possible to avoid any accidental harm."
After a while of silence, someone finally answered:
"The Tutor is about to attack the city, and we really can't delay it any longer."
…
At night, Si Fan came to the governor's house again.
This time, he came quietly, deliberately avoiding everyone.
Huan Fan sat alone in front of the eucalyptus table and dismissed everyone before he met Si Fan.
After Si Fan came in, he saw the candlelight flickering, the light and darkness intertwined, and it was impossible to see clearly the expression on Huan Shijun's face.
Only a faint voice reached my ears:
"What's wrong?"
Si Fan didn't try to find out what Huan Fan's face was like, he just bowed his head and replied respectfully:
"Reply to the envoy, the master has agreed, and you can wait for three more days."
"I mean, how do the military officers and generals view this?"
"The officers and men in the army all know that the envoy loves the officers and is grateful for the great kindness of the envoy."
Hearing this, Huan Fan's tone finally showed a slight fluctuation, but he could only hear a disdainful sneer coming from his nose.
There is no need to risk one's life in battle, they will naturally say so.
But if it's the other way around, I can't help but think that I'm going to have my own way.
Judging from the performance of the people on the city wall today, if they were really forced to defend the city, I would probably have to turn a blind eye while sleeping.
The general in Xuchang can be said to have contributed a lot to the fact that people's hearts have turned against each other to such an extent!
As a clan member, the emperor and the queen mother are in charge of assisting the government and supervising the country. It has only been a few years, why has it become like this?
Apart from being as stupid as a pig, Huan Fan really couldn't think of any other reason to explain his behavior.
After being silent for a while, Si Fan felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more depressing, and then he heard Huan Fan speak again:
"General Si?"
Si Fan quickly responded: "The general will be here."
"Come forward."
Si Fan walked forward a few more steps, stopped in front of the table, and stood with his hands down.
"How have I treated you in the past two years?"
Si Fan replied without hesitation:
"The little man is lucky enough to be supported by the envoy, and his kindness is like having parents again."
"That's very good." Huan Fan stared at Si Fan and continued to ask slowly, "I just don't know if I can trust you."
"As long as your Majesty has your orders, even if you go through fire and water, there will be no regrets even if you die!"
After hearing this, Huan Fan's face did not waver at all, he just sighed:
"If all the generals in Yecheng are as loyal as you, why am I here?"
In this case, how should Si Fan proceed?
Fortunately, Huan Fanben didn't mean to say more to him, and asked again:
"I asked you to gather your cronies, have you done so?"
"To reassure you, I have summoned more than a hundred people outside the mansion to obey my orders, and they are all willing to die."
"good."
Huan Fan nodded and finally stood up.
The light of the candle finally illuminated his face.
But Huan Fan's expression at this time was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.
How can I still be as glum and depressed as I was during the day?
"Come with me."
In the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, the servants of the Huan family had already gathered, and everyone was holding an open fire.
Two groups of people gathered together, totaling nearly 300 people, and followed Huan Fan toward the northwest.
Since Cao Cao founded the country in Yecheng and expanded Yecheng to the north of Zhangshui River, Beicheng has become the most important area of Yecheng.
The reason is very simple, because the center of the North City is the palace area where the Wei Kingdom was founded.
To the east of the palace are Qili and the government offices, where the nobles live.
To the west of the palace, it is designated as the forbidden garden Tongque Garden, also known as Tongjue Garden.
Tongque Garden was not only an amusement park, but also an important activity place for Jian'an literati in those days.
The Seven Sons of Jian'an created the Jian'an style of writing, and this is the place to witness it.
Of course, Cao Zijian's death from illness means that the Jian'an style of writing has become a thing of the past.
In today's world, Feng is the founder of a new generation of writing style.
Tongque Garden, a witness of Jian'an literary style, has three tall pavilions, namely the Golden Tiger Terrace, the Tongque Terrace and the Bingjing Terrace from south to north.
The most famous among them is the Tongque Terrace.
After Cao Cao's death, most of his wives, concubines, and dancers were kept in the Bronze Bird Terrace, and they were ordered to perform music on the first and fifteenth day of every month to worship the spirit.
Probably because of this, Cao Shuang knew that the musicians in Tongque Terrace were excellent, or rather professional.
So he selected dozens of talented people left by Cao Rui and sent them here to let them learn music for his own enjoyment.
Huan Fan traveled all the way to the northwest, and his destination was Tongque Garden.
During the day, Huan Fan had already transferred most of the guards from Yecheng Palace and Tongque Garden in the name of helping to defend the city.
When the gatekeeper of Tongque Garden saw Huan Fan leading hundreds of people in an aggressive manner, he couldn't help but stepped forward tremblingly:
"Huan Shijun, why are you here at this late hour?"
"The matter is urgent!" Huan Fan muttered, "The rebel army is strong and Yecheng has few soldiers, so the city is in danger."
"Fan is willing to ask all the royal concubines to move to other places for protection."
Tongque Terrace was built on the northwest wall of Beicheng. If someone from outside attacked the city from there, the people living inside would be in real danger.
But who are the people besieging the city outside now?
When the gatekeeper heard Huan Fan's words, he was stunned on the spot and said subconsciously:
"No way? Master..."
Even if the Grand Tutor attacked the city, how could he allow the rebels to enter the Royal Forbidden Garden?
But as soon as he said the word Taifu, he immediately felt something was wrong.
He raised his head to look at Huan Fan, but seeing the fierce look in Huan Fan's eyes, the gatekeeper's heart trembled again.
Huan Fan turned to look at the servant beside him.
Someone inside raised fire and held soldiers and shouted:
"Will Huan Shijun still bully you? If you don't get out of the way quickly, can you afford to delay important events?"
With that said, he stepped forward and pushed the gatekeeper away.
The gatekeeper's expression changed, as if he didn't expect that the other party would take action directly.
Unprepared for a moment, his body was pushed down, rolling to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground.
I only heard a "dong" sound, and I don't know if it hit somewhere, and then there was another "ouch" cry of pain.
Then there was no movement for a long time, and it looked like he fainted.
The servant, on the other hand, still stretched out his hand as if to push someone, and was stunned for a long time without reacting:
When did my strength become so strong?
Even if you use a little force on your hands, it won't be enough to knock the person out all of a sudden, right?
Huan Fan had no time to care about the doorkeeper. He took the lead, crossed the gate and entered, shouting:
"Anyone who dares to stop me will be killed without mercy!"
How can the few people guarding Tongquewan stop Huan Fan?
Not to mention they didn't dare to block it.
Si Fan, on the other hand, saw Huan Fan go straight into the Forbidden Garden and found out where Huan Fan's destination was. He immediately felt that something was wrong.
But now, no matter how much he plots and complains, there is no turning back.
Even if he didn't follow him in, not to mention he couldn't explain clearly in the future, even now, Huan Fan was afraid that he wouldn't be able to spare himself.
At that moment, my heart became cruel, I stamped my foot, and had no choice but to follow in.
When the soldiers below saw Si Fan entering immediately after Huan Fan, they naturally swarmed in.
Huan Fan led the people and broke into the garden. He didn't care and ran straight towards the Tongque Terrace.
He grabbed a small yellow door in front of the stage gate and shouted sharply:
"Where are the talents from the late emperor sent by the general?"
The little yellow gate didn't dare to hide it, so he had to point in the direction.
"lead the way!"
With Xiao Huangmen leading the way, Huan Fan soon arrived at a palace.
"Search! Bring everyone to the front of the hall, don't leave anyone behind!"
Huan Fan ordered sternly.
By this time, everyone who followed in knew that there was no turning back.
At that moment, he searched the entire palace like a wolf and a tiger.
For a moment, the palace was filled with screams and screams, interspersed with scoldings, begging for mercy, and so on.
It was already night, and most of these talented people were already asleep.
Many people were forcibly pulled up from their couches.
Looking at it, almost all the women are naked, half exposed and half covered, but the jade body can be seen looming and the gauze clothes are floating.
These rude soldiers had never seen such a scene before, and they swallowed so much saliva.
In the process of pushing and pushing, it is inevitable to use his hands up and down, which takes a lot of advantage.
However, in the presence of Lord Huan, they did not dare to be too presumptuous.
Just looking at the green light in their eyes, I thought that Huan Fan would turn into a wolf if he gave an order.
Time was running out, and Huan Fan would naturally not be able to launch an army to plunder at this time.
But seeing him standing in front of these talented people, he asked Si Fan:
"Have you counted them? How many people are there?"
"Returning to the envoy, there are a total of 153 people in the palace," Si Fan pointed in front of him, "Except for the palace man Huang Men, the remaining 57 people are all talented people of the late emperor."
No more, no less, just the right number of people.
Huan Fan looked at these talented people and said:
"You are all talented people left by the late emperor. I should treat them with courtesy. However, the matter is urgent and I have to obey the authority."
"Now there are rebels outside the city attacking the city, and the city is about to fall. In order to prevent you from being stained by the rebels and humiliating the late emperor, I can only ask you to go see the late emperor first."
As he said this, he knelt on the ground and bowed.
Then he stood up again and motioned to his side.
But I saw someone holding Bai Ling poisonous wine in front of these talented people.
At this time, Huan Fan was still able to prepare these things. It was obvious that he had already planned it.