Hao Zhao was covered with bandages, half-kneeling in front of the bed, looking at Cao Zhen's remains, with a guilty look on his face: "Master, it's too late for the end."
Cao Shuang quickly helped Hao Zhao up and said in a deep voice: "Bo Dao, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault. Zhuge Liang had already planned it, and the strategies were interlocking. The Shu army came out again. That night, no matter what, it was difficult for us."
Save the day..."
That night, the Shu army hurt me.
That night, my father's face was covered in blood...
Cao Shuang's heart was bleeding when he thought about the battle that night.
First, the 10,000 troops led by his father Cao Zhen were attacked by surprise, and then the other four Wei armies also suffered heavy losses.
The 100,000-strong army was divided into five camps, wary of each other, and killed each other like frightened birds.
By the time the generals of each army realized that their own people were attacking their own people, the situation was completely out of control, and countless soldiers died at the hands of their own people.
At a glance, Dazhai was surrounded by corpses piled up in various directions and densely packed.
Before everyone could take a breath, Shu generals Guan Xing and Zhang Bao came one after another with tens of thousands of horses, taking advantage of the chaos to kill them.
From the beginning of the war, the Wei army was in a state of defeat.
Most of the Wei soldiers fled in all directions, while a small number of Wei soldiers, led by generals such as Hao Zhao and Wang Shuang, fought desperately to resist.
However, the Shu army was numerous and powerful, and the Wei army was already exhausted after staying up all night. They were attacked for a while, and then killed each other for a while. They were already exhausted and their formation was in disarray.
The soldiers don't know where the general is, and the general doesn't know how many soldiers are left.
But this was not the end, Shu generals Wei Yan, Zhao Yun, Jiang Wei and others each led a group of troops and horses, wandering around the edge of the battlefield, charging back and forth to kill.
The Wei army was completely defeated and beyond control.
To this day, the number of soldiers gathered one after another still totals less than 30,000.
In other words, this battle not only resulted in the loss of more than 70,000 infantrymen, but also the loss of the commander Cao Zhen.
It can be said to be a heavy loss.
Cao Shuang's scalp went numb when he thought of such battle losses.
Although Sima Yi, who was about to take over as the coach, could not move him, such a record made it impossible for him to explain to His Majesty Cao Rui.
After his father Cao Zhen left, he became the top commander on the front line and the person with the greatest responsibility.
If we lose again...
Cao Shuang didn't dare to think about it anymore.
"The most urgent task is to find a way to stabilize the situation to prevent the Shu army from taking advantage of the victory to attack and approach Chang'an City."
Hao Zhao gritted his teeth and said: "Right now, our army's morale is low and our troops have no fighting spirit. It's better to hold on to the camp and send an order to Zhang He to lead the cavalry to return quickly for reinforcements. This will be all right!"
"This plan is useless."
Cao Shuang shook his head, looked around at the panic-looking generals, and said slowly: "Zhang He is far away in Longxi, and water far away cannot quench his thirst nearby."
This is true. It would take at least three days for the general's order to reach Longxi, and another three to five days for Zhang He to send troops to rescue.
During this period, if the Shu army does not come to attack the camp, but instead bypasses the 30,000 Wei troops and attacks Chang'an...
There are only two to three thousand imperial troops in Chang'an City.
Then His Majesty will face the danger of being captured alive.
Cao Shuang turned to Du Xi and asked solemnly: "Commander, do you have any good ideas?"
Du Xi shook his head and whispered: "Sir, for the current plan, we can only stand firm and wait for reinforcements. We hope that Duke Sima will lead his army as soon as possible."
"Du Gong's words are right."
"I'll wait for your second opinion!"
"We all agree!"
All the military officers, generals and civilian officials looked at each other and nodded, agreeing with Du Xi's proposition.
Wang Shuang, Cao Zun, Zhu Zan and other generals hesitated a little, but also agreed one after another.
Cao Shuang nodded gloomily and said nothing.
Everyone's intention was very clear. They all believed that he did not have the ability to lead an army to resist Zhuge Liang. Now everyone just wanted to wait for Sima Yi to save the defeat and no longer wanted to listen to Cao Shuang's orders.
Cao Shuang looked around at everyone, secretly memorizing everyone's appearance and name, turned around, lay down on the bed and cried bitterly.
"Father! Before your body was even cold, my child saw a pack of white-eyed wolves, serving you in both directions!"
"Father! You have a spirit in heaven. Open your eyes and look at them. Take them all away!"
Except for Hao Zhao, all the civil and military officers looked ashamed, bowed their heads and said nothing. They endured Cao Shuang's criticism and scolded Huai, and became more determined in their decision not to listen to the latter's command.
At the same time, he secretly despised Cao Shuang.
If not to save his good-for-nothing son, how could the Governor Cao Zhen die? The scene in front of him is really, really true:
The Zhaolie Tiger father gave birth to a dog son, which is exactly the tragedy of life.
Even wiser people are keenly aware that if even someone like Cao Shuang can come out to lead the three armies, it means that the Cao family really has no successor.
These times, I'm afraid, are about to change.
How can this rise and fall be unfounded?
…
Outside Chencang City, there is the Shu army camp.
The gongs and drums were noisy, and everyone was filled with joy.
Zhuge Liang stood alone on the high platform, opened his merit list, and commended the meritorious generals one by one.
The generals who participated in the Chencang victory were all given satisfactory verbal rewards.
Although this reward is only Zhuge Liang's verbal promise, the list still needs to be reported to His Majesty Liu Chan, and the reward will not be effective until the latter nods in agreement.
But everyone knows that the reward is already certain.
The Prime Minister's words must be like a drop of spit and a nail in the mouth.
Your Majesty will not fail to give the Prime Minister this face.
He didn't dare.
After awarding everyone the rewards, Zhuge Liang smiled and put away his merits, waved his hand magnanimously, and gestured to turn around and leave.
Seeing this, Ma Su became anxious and rushed out: "Prime Minister, where am I?"
"I haven't received the reward yet!"
"How can you turn a blind eye to such a great contribution to scolding Wang Lang?"
Ma Su felt that he was being targeted by Zhuge Liang. After listing his merits, he turned his head and looked aside angrily.
It’s so chilling to see that merit is not rewarded!
His whole heart felt cold and cold.
"Oh? It's the account supervisor."
Zhuge Liang turned around and said with a smile: "There are so many things today, I almost forgot about you showing off your power in front of the battle. Well, because there is no precedent of scolding people in front of the battle, this credit is a bit difficult to calculate, and Rong Liang should think about it again.
I will reward you again."
After saying that, Zhuge Liang began to ponder on the spot.
After a while, his eyes lit up and he said softly: "Ma Su has listened to the reward and now makes you the sub-inspector of the sect."
"Our army has spent a lot of food and grass in recent days, and there is not much left. I, the Prime Minister, plan to transfer you to central Sichuan to be responsible for supervising the transportation of food and grass to the front line. What do you think?"
Hearing this, Ma Su was startled and asked weakly: "Prime Minister, it is the job of the grain inspector to supervise the transportation of grain and grass. Doesn't our army already have a grain inspector?"
How much grain is there in Sichuan? Two grain inspectors are needed!
Ma Su was a little confused.
Zhuge Liang smiled slightly and shook his feather fan: "Very good, it seems that you have no objection to being awarded the title of sect governor."
"The Prime Minister has indeed been negligent in supervising the transportation of grain and fodder. He has forgotten the fact that there is already a grain and fodder officer. Then just follow the army and follow orders."
As soon as this statement came out, the venue was silent for a moment, and then everyone burst into laughter.
"Hahaha……"
Ma Su had a question mark in his head for a moment. He suddenly had some doubts about life, and immediately argued with reason:
"Prime Minister, I scolded Wang Lang for his great military achievements, but he only gave me a one-level promotion? I don't..."
Zhuge Liang's face immediately darkened and he said coldly: "Do you think the rewards and punishments of this Prime Minister are unfair? The reward for you is too heavy?"
Seeing this, Ma Ying immediately counseled, and shook his head again and again: "No or no ... the prime minister's reward is fair and reasonable, and will be satisfied, very satisfied."
Zhuge Liang's expression softened slightly, he waved his big fan and said solemnly: "All the generals, please go to the tent at Mao hour tomorrow to listen to your orders."
"The meeting is dismissed!"
The generals dispersed with smiles on their faces.
Ma Su stood blankly on the spot, his thoughts churning.
I have already accepted the fact that I have only been promoted to one level.
There are seven levels of wartime positions in the Shu army. From low to high, they are: account supervisor, door supervisor, assistant general, army general, partial general, chief general, commander...
Because I was guarding the street pavilion, I was directly promoted from joining the army to the second-ranked general. Later, I was beaten to the end by the Prime Minister. Now I am promoted from the last to the last sect commander to the second to last sect commander.
Good, there is progress!
Guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and continue to improve!
keep it up!
Ma Su secretly encouraged himself, thinking, "With the help of the simulator, I can replace him with the prime minister in the future!"
When I think about it this way, I feel a lot more balanced.