77. Where there are shrewd military divisions, there are generals who are kept in the dark
"Woo..." As the desolate horn sounded, the two sides who were still fighting anxiously slowly broke away from the battle with a tacit understanding. Looking at the red clouds gradually disappearing on the horizon, both the offensive and defensive sides knew that another day of fierce fighting was coming.
it's over.
"Bang!" As a dull crash sounded, the soldiers who had just relaxed focused their attention on the place where the sound came from, but immediately they rotated their necks again, because standing there was their commander-in-chief.
, the current governor of Bingzhou, Zhang Yi, was a defeated general who was in a very depressed mood.
"What's wrong, Wende, aren't we going to hold on for another day today? The enemy's offensive intensity outside the city has begun to show signs of weakening, so it's good to hear this. Next, we will see the performance of the reinforcements."
"I know this, but I'm always unwilling to do so. In the past two days, whenever I close my eyes, I can see the soldiers killed by those Xianbei Hu, and hear their screams for help from me. I can't forgive you.
Self, forgive that incompetent self."
Zhang Yi didn't look back, he knew who the person was, a person he didn't really want to see.
"Then please pay more attention to General Wende. Those barbarians cannot break into our city during the day. There is no guarantee that they will not harass us at night and even make some big moves. General Wende is good at military affairs. I think these things should be arranged properly."
"Hmph!" Zhang Yi snorted coldly as a "reminder" to the visitor and stopped talking. The other party seemed to feel a little bored and left without saying goodbye, leaving him standing by the crenel with his back to the setting sun like a desolate statue.
The statue-like Zhang Yi.
No one bothered the newly appointed governor of Bingzhou, and no one reminded him that it was time for dinner, because he had been like this ever since the governor retreated to the Yin Guan City in defeat.
It was not that no one planned to take the opportunity to have a relationship with the Governor, but without exception, those people only got humiliation from the Governor. After a few times, everyone knew that the Lord was in a very bad mood at this time.
Don't disturb anyone else.
"How much food and grass is there in the city? Can it support it?"
The man who had also encountered a nail in Zhang Yi's place just now stepped off the city wall and hurriedly asked the entourage who appeared behind him at an unknown time. The calmness on the city wall was no longer on his brows, replaced by a trace of sadness.
"Master Taishou, the harvest of civilian food this year is pretty good, so even if you eat three meals a day, you can still last for a long time. However, because our soldiers are either new recruits or veterans with little experience, the casualties are very serious. Military food
The consumption of water is very large. If we continue to consume like this, I am afraid that we will only be able to rely on the efforts of a few civil servants in half a month at most. However, we do not store much mysterious water and mysterious wine here, and I am afraid we cannot support many.
Long-term consumption.”
It turns out that this person is Guo Jian, the prefect of Yanmen. Because Zhang Yi is in charge of military work, he now provides more support to the front line in terms of logistics. This not only allows him to better utilize his expertise, but also saves time.
Caused a lot of trouble.
It's just that Guo Mian's mood at this time is definitely not relaxed, because the situation in the underworld at this time is obviously not reassuring.
Originally entering the off-farm season, both the army and the people were accustomed to having two meals a day, that is, one in the morning and one in the afternoon. This not only saves food consumption, but also ensures that every grain of food eaten can play its due role.
Instead of being converted into fat. However, as the war started, in order to ensure the physical strength of the soldiers under high-intensity combat, meals were also increased from the original two meals a day to three meals a day. Although the food in the Yin Hall can fully support
The war is over, but what about after the war?
Zhang Yi can just slap his ass and leave, but Guo Yan still has to consider the livelihood of the people in Yanmen next year. As a border area, Yanmen is far less prosperous than the Central Plains. With the rise of Xianbei, the original border market has also been closed for a long time.
, how should Yanmen make up for the food gap next year? Guo Mian is very worried about this.
Of course, there are also the problems of how to replenish the rapidly depleted military rations, the problem of replenishing the lost weapons and armor, the problem of replenishing the city defense equipment, the problem of soldiers who died in battle, the pension of civilian husbands, the problem of militia recruitment, and many, many more.
Therefore, it is very lucky that Li Shushi has Cheng Yu, Liu Meng, Tong Yuan and so many outstanding low-level officials by his side. Otherwise, if Li Shushi, an otaku who only knows how to play Three Kingdoms, would do this, I'm afraid Xihe
It's already been a mess.
The wind at night is biting, and both the defenders on the walls of Yinguan City and the Xianbei people outside the city are all sitting around the towering fire, feeling the energy generated when the molecular chains break, and enjoying it.
The greatest creation in human history.
But something different is that the city of Yin Guan is peaceful, and even a slightly heavier cough can be heard clearly, while the camp of the Xianbei people is much more lively, and the people on the grassland have stolen money from the villagers.
In the precious iron pot, the broth being cooked in the pot continues to emit pieces of white mist as the fire continues to seep in. At the same time, it brings out mouth-watering odor molecules, dispersed in the air, and human beings.
Best memory of food.
A bowl of turbid wine and a piece of white meat. As the heat contained in the alcohol and food drives away the cold in the body, the Xianbei people who have finished the day's battle have regained the unique vitality and passion of the grassland people. People who are familiar with each other continue to
Invited to come to the air for a fight that is very popular among the grassland people. There were also people gathering in small groups to talk and laugh loudly, talking about things that were true and false from all over the world.
The false knowledge caused the listeners to marvel or ridicule. Those Xianbei people with artistic qualities would not miss such a good opportunity, either picking up a fire to remember, or picking up a Hujia to play, while others
They danced the unique dance of the Xianbei people to the music. Of course, some people quietly looked at everything in front of them, intoxicated in their own space, enjoying the peace of mind.
If it weren't for the soldiers who are still loyal to their duties and are still performing their patrol duties, people might have the illusion that "this is just an ordinary Xianbei tribe". Use joy to forget the pain of war and the return of relatives and friends.
The sadness of hometown is because the daily living environment is already very difficult. If we are not optimistic, how can we have the courage to face the sun of tomorrow? This is the wisdom of a nation’s survival, bred in bitterness and helplessness.
hope.
However, a prerequisite for such a situation is probably that the losses of these Xianbei people were not too great, so they were still in the mood to dream about a better future, instead of all their beautiful dreams being crushed by the heavy reality.
Gradually, the originally cheerful music gradually subsided, and the originally noisy camp suddenly calmed down as if someone had given an order. The whistling cold wind blew the blazing bonfire swaying, and the burning wood was the reason.
The crackling sound produced is clearly audible.
Suddenly, a low and melodious sound of Hujia sounded in the quiet night sky. Then, a low singing voice could be faintly heard outside the camp of the Xianbei army. The low singing voice scattered with the wind in the quiet night sky, like a meandering song.
The meandering stream makes
The listener felt a sad and homesick mood. He looked up at the moon. The bright moon, half-hidden by the pipa, was tainted with a cold feeling because of the singing. In the camp, against the backdrop of the swaying bonfire, everyone's faces
There is a feeling of uncertainty all over the place.
"Are these Xianbei people..."
It wasn't just the Xianbei people who couldn't sleep either, there was also a thin man standing at the top of Yinguan City against the cold wind.
He has been standing here since nightfall, and now it is nightfall, and he is still standing here. Because it has been like this for many days, the soldiers who originally tried to dissuade him no longer waste their words, just because
Their adults prepared warm winter coats and cloaks and spread out from a distance to silently protect the brooding man.
"Huh? Isn't this Governor Guo? Is he still here? Come on, do you want to have a drink with me here?"
Because the visitor was already a little drunk, the voice was not very clear, but it was very familiar. Guo Yan frowned slightly. After all, it was wartime. Not drinking during wartime can be said to be the most important prohibition in the army. Although
Nowadays, there are some people in the Yin Guan City that he, the prefect, cannot control, but such irresponsible behavior still makes him feel unhappy.
"You...it turns out to be Governor Zhang. You...forget it, I will make an exception and drink with you for a while tonight."
When the other party approached, Guo Yao realized that the person who invited him to drink was actually Zhang Yi. Zhang Yi's eyes were blurred at this time, and although his figure was not swaying, his steps were frivolous. It was obvious that he had drank a lot by himself before meeting Guo Yao.
Seeing the other party's expression, the original intention of scolding the other party for knowingly breaking the law as a guard also dissipated a lot. Guo Yao knew that the big defeat outside Yin Guan City had a too big impact on the other party, so
Even now, when the situation has stabilized and entered the stalemate stage, it is still entangled in the shadow of that defeat.
Therefore, Guo Yan finally decided to put down the rules in his heart and conspire to get drunk with the other party. Accompanying the other party to indulge was also an indulgence for himself.
In fact, Guo Yan was originally just a child of a noble family who was born in Yangqu County, Taiyuan County. Although he was also skilled in bow and horse, he had never seen such a huge army and such a ferocious enemy in his past study tours and political affairs.
So far, I must have accumulated a lot of negative emotions in my heart. Just for the sake of the lives and property of the soldiers and civilians in the city, I hold on to my body every day and use my will to suppress the fear that originally lingered in my heart. Really, it feels very good
What a hard work.
Of course, the most important reason why Guo Yao felt that he wanted to indulge Zhang Yi was because after a few days of observation, he knew that the Xianbei people would not take any action tonight, so he relaxed and did some unnecessary things.
"But when will the reinforcements arrive? This will save the soldiers and civilians in the city from losing their vitality."
What Guo Mian didn't know was that just in the mountains and forests northwest of Yinguan City, there was a force like a ferocious wolf waiting to attack.