Let’s talk about the Western Dynasty. After Chen Dao brought Liu Bei back to Pingcheng, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and had a rest for the night. However, when everyone woke up the next day, the statistics of the losses among various ministries were not optimistic. 蠄<
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When Qu Yi fell into the battle, Chen Chong's troops had already suffered thousands of casualties. In addition to the tens of thousands of casualties suffered by Liu Bei's right army, the total reduction of the entire Western Army had exceeded 30,000 people. Only about 140,000 soldiers could continue to fight. Although they were still
It is a huge number, but facing the nearly 300,000 troops combined by the Eastern Army and Xianbei, it appears to be even more disadvantaged.
Compared with the loss of soldiers, the loss of the overlord generals is even more heartbreaking. Not to mention Bei Gongqi and others who died in the battle beside Chen Chong, Liu Bei's right army alone also killed the rebel general Tai Shici one after another.
, General Shejian, the commander of the guard army, Wei Xu, the commander of the defense army, and other generals, as well as Xi Lu, who was engaged in literature in Bafu, Xia Houzuan, the chief historian of Yanmen, and Meng Guang, the secretary of Jinyang, were captured. These people were captured with Liu Bei
We have been fighting for a long time and are very prestigious in the Ba Mansion, but now they all fall into the hands of the enemy, and their lives and deaths are unknown. How can we not make the generals in the government sad and uneasy? Therefore, many generals in the army are timid and want to retreat, but it is limited to Chen Chong's prestige.
I dare not say anything.
Chen Chong was well aware of this undercurrent, but he did not make it clear. He thought: This battle is a war based on the country. Whoever retreats first will bring about his own destruction, so retreating is definitely not an option. But if he insists on fighting again, I'm afraid
It was also difficult to arouse the fighting spirit of the soldiers, but would instead arouse dissatisfaction among the generals. Therefore, after some consideration, he ordered the generals to rest and recuperate temporarily, planning to wait for Liu Bei to wake up before he could think of another way.
On the same day, Chen Chong sent another envoy to the Dongren camp, claiming that he would send thousands of people out to clean the battlefield and collect the corpses of the soldiers. He hoped that the two armies could have a temporary truce on this day. After hearing this, Cao Cao happily agreed and smiled at the envoy.
: "Tell Ting Jian, we have been friends since childhood, why would we bring the world into war? If he led his troops to surrender, his power would be no less than what it is today."
The news spread to the Western Army, causing an uproar. Everyone saw the intention of dissension in it. But Chen Chong laughed when he heard the words and replied in public: "Mengde has good intentions. It's a pity that he has heavy blood debts. Even if he now surrenders his troops,
, I'm afraid I won't be able to spare his life." Then the army was restored to peace.
For Chen Chong, this was just a small incident, and he didn't take it seriously. The next day, he personally led thousands of people to the battlefield to collect the corpses.
The autumn sun was shining brightly on this day, and the summer heat had not yet dropped. When Chen Chong returned to the battlefield the day before yesterday, the entire battlefield began to emit a strong smell of corpses. It was clear that the autumn grass was still green and the yellow flowers were still bright, but the entire battlefield was already full of death.
The overflowing atmosphere made the Westerners who were about to pick up the corpses feel frightened and dazed, and also made everything in the world fall into darkness. 脄
The Westerners began to carry the corpses.
They first opened the collar to look for the name of the deceased. According to custom, soldiers would write the name on the collar to make it easier for officers and family members to claim it. Then they wrapped the body in linen cloth, wrote the name of the deceased on the linen cloth, and then
He was loaded onto a carriage and transported back to the eastern suburbs of Pingcheng, where more than 10,000 people were digging a large pit, waiting for them to bury and erect monuments as soon as they arrived.
As for most of the corpses without names, the Westerners had to cremate them on the spot. In order to prevent fires, they set up bonfires for burning corpses next to the pool where Taishi Ci died in the battle. There were five bonfires in total. In order to have an early rest, the Westerners often burned hundreds of corpses.
The corpses were burned together, and the pungent smell spread out and could be faintly heard for miles away. However, even so, the burning was not completed during the day, and the place was still as bright as day until late at night.
At this time, the previous group of people were extremely tired, so they were replaced by Chen Chong, and Liu Bao and others were brought in to continue. However, Chen Chong himself did not go back to rest, but sat by the bonfire and looked at the surrounding night. The sky was thin with clouds, like gauze.
The stars flickered brightly and dimly, the sky was like a canopy, the sky was vast, and inexplicable blue smoke curled up, and was gradually blown away by the mountain wind. The wind blew on the military uniforms, making people feel a sudden coldness.
Only then did I realize that there were dewdrops on my clothes.
There are low trees everywhere in the countryside. It is easy to see pairs of shining eyes looking this way. Looking at the foot of the mountain in the distance, dots of blue phosphorescence are like stars. Some people say that they are either foxes or foxes.
Jackals come out to look for food at night, but they are disturbed by others. Others said that so many people died in the last battle, maybe they disturbed the ghosts underground. The sound of chanting sounded again among the soldiers, maybe it was
While pursuing blessings for the dead comrades, the emotions and scenes add a sense of darkness and desolation.
At this time, someone came to tell me that the bodies of the Westerners would be cleared away in about two hours, but there were still many dead Easterners on the ground. Seeing that the East seemed to have no intention of cleaning up, they asked Chen Chong what to do. Chen Chong thought for a while and said
: "They are all poor people who can't help themselves on the battlefield, so let's just burn them."
So the Westerners set up two more bonfires to burn. The heat wave here was up and down, which was suddenly better than the scorching heat in June. Chen Chong couldn't sit down, so he simply stood up and went to a small slope to blow in the wind. It was just a sudden heat and cold. At this time,
He felt a chill enter his body, and the fracture in his right hand, which was clamped with a branch, felt like a needle prick. But after a while, the pain subsided again, and then Chen Chong suddenly heard the sound of Hujia.
Come. 脄
Chen Chong has been familiar with Han folk music for a long time, but has rarely heard of Hujia. At this time, the sound heard in his ears is sometimes clear and long, sometimes profound and vicissitudes of life. It is quite similar to Guanlong Qin Opera, but different from it. The rhythm is slow and urgent.
The melody is filled with forgiveness and resentment, and the sound reaches a high place. It is sad and tragic at the same time, and the sorrow and anger are intertwined. It is more like hearing a chicken dancing with a sword or listening to a drum stepping on the formation.
After listening carefully, Chen Chong felt that the tune was familiar again, as if he had heard it somewhere. He recalled carefully, and the sound of Hujia was slow, as if he was gradually returning to the road to Hequ by car. The frozen river seemed to lead to the northern sky.
Extending, the sky and the earth are gray and dim, the grass and trees are withered and withered, and there are only a few stone tombs along the road, standing among the grass withered by the north wind. At that time, there were not many followers around, but they were all close friends. Now when I hear Hu Jia again,
It's like the person who has passed away is waving goodbye to me again, and the yin and yang are separated from now on.
Chen Chong finally couldn't help but burst into tears, and said sadly to himself: "In a hundred years of life, many unintentional farewells will occur. Is living in this world a blessing or a pity?"
He immediately called for the sergeant who played the chia, but it turned out to be a young Jiehu man with green eyes. This man wore a cloak and a short sword hanging from his waist. Although he was an infantryman, his feet were wearing a common type among knights.
Hu-style deerskin boots. Chen Chong asked him: "Which tribe are you from? What is your name?"
The man replied in fluent Chinese: "I am from Sheyan, Shangjun. My real name is Shi Xieyiyu, and now my name is Shixiu."
"Oh? What does Shi Sang have to do with you?"
"I am considered my clan uncle." 蠄
It turned out that he was an old friend and relative, so Chen Chong felt some affection in his heart and asked him: "Does the tune you just played have a name?"
Shi Xiu replied: "It is said that this is a song written by our ancestors when they trekked from the Western Regions to Longshang. The name of the song is "Sheyan Zhizhang Song". It not only mourns those companions who died of illness on the way, but also comforts us that we will reach our destination one day.
."
It turned out to be a barbarian song called "The Journey Is Difficult." Chen Chong nodded secretly and naturally said, "This reminds me of a poem from Youzhou."
Seeing that Shi Xiu was confused, he continued: "The author of this poem lived in the same hometown as the general. He became famous at a young age but did not enter officialdom. He also lost his wife and mother and died in depression. But his poems are like green pines in the snow and mud in the mud.
In the Ganoderma lucidum, it can be seen that the body is in a humble house and the heart is in Kyushu, which is quite touching."
After saying that, he couldn't help but read:
"Ganoderma lucidum grows in Hezhou, and it is shaken by floods. How late is Lan Rong? The severe frost kills him.
It's a pity that the two fragrant grasses are not planted in Taishan. Literary quality and Taoism are valuable, and they are used in times of adversity. 脄
When Jiangguan came to Hengzai, he said that friendship was more important than glitz. He suppressed the talents and cast them far away to Jingnansha.
Holding a jade and riding a dragon, you will not find happiness and peace. With Kong Zhongni, you will be Chen Sike for the world."
This is another one of Li Yan's "Poems of Expression". It is different from the first one that Liu Bei loved. He no longer has the appearance of things and otherworldly things. Instead, he can only lament his life experience and suffer from uselessness.
It was lost due to sadness, so it is not as popular as the previous one. But when Chen Chong thought about it at this time, he could clearly feel that there was a kind of life and death in it, and the spirit of majestic mountains and rivers.
After the bodies of the Easterners were burned, it was almost dawn the next day. Chen Chong ordered the ashes to be buried separately in the ground, and each of them erected a stele. On the Westerner's side, it was written: "The loyal soldiers will forever remember me."
Heart." The Guandong section wrote: "Li Shu is innocent and must save the fire and water." Then he slowly returned to Pingcheng.
By this time, Liu Bei had also woken up. Zhang Zhongjing was checking his pulse in the room, while Chen Chong, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei and others were sitting aside and waiting.
After Zhang Zhongjing wrote the prescription, Chen Chong stepped forward and asked him: "How is Xuande's health?" Zhang Zhongjing replied: "It's just a general external injury, nothing serious. The general has been in coma for the past two days. It's mainly due to physical fatigue after a hard battle and lack of health."
It's because we have enough food. In terms of true injury, I'm afraid it's not as serious as the dragon's head." Chen Chong covered his right hand and was speechless.
After Zhang Zhongjing handed the prescription to the maid and strode away, Chen Chong slowly closed the door and the room became quiet for a while. Chen Chong looked at Liu Bei on the couch and saw him half-sitting leaning against the wall, closing his eyes and meditating.
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Chen Chong stepped forward and briefly described the current situation in the army with him, and asked: "Xuande, there are so few casualties in the army now. I'm afraid I won't be able to suppress the group discussion. I'm afraid you will have to make the decision in the end. Say,
Where to go next?”
When Liu Bei heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, and he replied in a sonorous tone: "Since we have already joined the battle and killed so many soldiers in vain, there is no reason to retreat! Didn't I make an oath before the battle?
Only one of me and Cao Cao can leave this place alive!"
Chen Chong saw that his words were eloquent and his eyes were full of fighting spirit. He was immediately relieved and responded with emotion: "Since Xuande has this intention, the world cannot be settled!"