The Han army's northern camp at the meeting of Miwei.
The prime minister, who was dissatisfied with the military uniform, ignored the persuasion of his generals in the evening and insisted on climbing the low wall with his staff.
At this time, the attacking Wei army had just retreated. No matter whether it was above or outside the camp, there were corpses piled up, broken spears and cracked blades scattered everywhere, and everything was devastated.
But the most unbearable thing is the smell of rotting corpses.
And countless fly striders who came looking for food.
Although the Han army would hang the soldiers out of the camp with ropes and burn the corpses after the enemy troops returned every day, how could the layers of filth be burned away?
Not to mention that at the turn of summer and autumn, there is always heavy rain.
This situation also brought a crisis to the Han army: continuing to be surrounded by the filth of these corpses might induce a plague in the army.
The places where flies gather along the river valleys have always been plague-prone places.
Just like the Battle of Chibi in the past.
Especially in the season when the heat has not completely dissipated.
Therefore, as the Prime Minister looked at the retreating Wei army, he was also thinking in his heart whether the time for leaving the camp for the decisive battle should be advanced.
Although if you stick to it for another half month, the timing will be better.
But in any case, compared to the now demoralized Wei army, the plague was more lethal and was an unbearable burden for the Han army.
On the Wei army's chariot on the east bank of Lianshui River, Sima Yi looked at the soldiers who had also retreated from the attack on Wei Yan's camp without success, his eyes a little cold and dull.
Don't know what to think.
Even the emperor Cao Rui in front called him softly several times, but he didn't even notice.
Yes, Cao Rui came to Lianshui himself.
He had personally supervised the troops to repel Jiangdong invaders many times before. After waiting quietly for the military situation in Chang'an City in recent months, he finally couldn't help but come in person.
But he didn't say anything about Sima Yi's arrangements.
He just came to watch the battle, and regarded himself as the banner of the Wei army, inspiring the soldiers to be brave and vigorous.
It's just that the results were a little unsatisfactory.
"Sima Qing?"
Without waiting for an answer, he pushed Sima Yi with his hand, his eyes full of doubts.
"Ah~"
Sima Yi woke up and quickly bowed his head to apologize, "I was in a daze for a moment. I wonder what your Majesty wants to ask me?"
"Yeah, no problem."
Cao Rui was not offended, nor did he stick to red tape. He lowered his voice again and asked, "How long will it take for the 'God's will' that you mentioned earlier to appear?"
"It should be soon."
Upon hearing this, Sima Yi, whose beard and hair were much whiter, turned his head to look at the sunset outside the skyline, and said in a somewhat ethereal voice, "If the weather continues to be sunny for a while, it should be within ten days."
Infected by him, Cao Rui died.
I also turned my head to look at the setting sun that was about to escape into the mountains, and watch the sunset that showed that there would be no rain the next day.
What they call "God's will" is the outbreak of the plague.
This is now their only hope to break the Han army's hold, and it is also Wei's hope to reverse the situation of the war.
Since the beginning of Cao Cao's period in the Wei Dynasty, the Wei State has experienced many times of defeat and defeat in the face of dangerous rivers and natural dangers. Many of them were forced to stop their troops due to the outbreak of plague in the army.
From these past experiences, Wei State also accumulated a lot of knowledge about the plague.
For example, after the current strong attack failed, they no longer collected the corpses of their own soldiers and buried them, but kept on guard day and night with bows and soldiers on the side, trying their best to prevent the Han army from coming out to dispose of the corpses at night.
Although they all knew that this move would hurt others and themselves, they had no better way.
At least, doing so can drag the Han army into a situation where both sides will suffer losses.
"It's just that, Your Majesty, I think our army may not be able to wait until 'God's will' comes."
I don't know how long the silence lasted, but Sima Yi took back the realization from outside the skyline and said something leisurely.
"Why?!"
After a brief moment of astonishment, Cao Rui suddenly asked in a stern tone.
But before Sima Yi could answer, he suddenly realized, "What do you mean, is the general going against Shu to come out of the camp to fight evil?"
"Of course."
Sima Yi nodded lightly, "I secretly thought that Zhuge Kongming, the prime minister who rebelled against Shu, might be able to see through our army's plan."
In response, Cao Rui was not overjoyed, but fell into silence again.
Because he is not ignorant of military skills.
Therefore, there is not much confidence in the decisive battle between Han and Wei today.
It is true that the Wei army still has a superiority in military strength; but after the Wei army has been attacking for more than a month, the soldiers are already exhausted and their morale is low! It is difficult to compare in terms of combat power, and with a tired army waiting to work, what is the chance of victory? Woolen cloth?
Perhaps, for the Wei State, losing both sides is the most ideal outcome.
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Guanlong Road, Yangcheng.
The servant Qi Yacuo who had returned from the other side of the city gate walked into the office where the governor of Guanzhong, Xiang Chong, lived.
He didn't have time to wipe off the sweat and clean off the dust. After bowing, he said directly, "Mr. Lang, to the governor, the prime minister still hasn't left the camp to fight fiercely today."
"Oh~~"
Zheng Pu responded feebly, then stood up and lay down on his side again, waving his hands with a look on his face, "There is nothing else to do here, just go and have some evening food."
Seeing this, Xiang Chong, who was sitting in front of the desk processing documents, couldn't help but smile.
After Qi Yacuoyi left, he couldn't help but joked, "When the Prime Minister goes to war, he must have some thoughts. Why is Zijin so busy with evil? If he feels that there is no war to worry about and has nothing to do, why not help me share some affairs? how?"
The two are in-laws and have a lot of contacts, so there is no need to stick to etiquette.
Therefore, when Zheng Pu heard this, he shied away, "Those who are capable work hard. Brother, the late emperor personally praised him for being capable. How dare I overstep my authority? Am I not afraid that the world will say that I have no self-awareness?"
"Cunning!"
Immediately, Xiang Chong smiled and scolded him.
He didn't force himself, he continued to put on a smile and continue writing with concentration.
Since the three areas of Yangcheng returned to the Han Dynasty and the Guanlong Road was open again, Xiang Chong has become the busiest person.
none of them.
As the governor of Guanzhong and in charge of logistics, he had to take care of everything from the farming in Guanzhong to the transportation of baggage and grain to Longyou and Bashu. He even had to participate in the retirement and pension of the soldiers.
After Zheng Pu returned to Yangcheng, he never offered any help because he was ill.
In the previous battle in the valley at the source of Dushui, they were exposed to the scorching sun and then drenched in heavy rain. Many soldiers were infected with wind and cold after returning to Yangcheng.
A frail person like Zheng Pu is naturally one of them.
And when other people got sick, they drank a few decoctions and became active again, but he was still feeling weak for many days after he recovered.
Otherwise, if Sima Yi asked Qin Lang to deliberately lure the enemy with baggage and grain, he would really take risks.
If you dare to throw out the bait, be prepared to be caught.
Zheng Pu was very confident and felt that he was the fish that could take the bait without getting caught on the hook.
It's just that his bed-ridden body made him powerless.
As for, now that he has recovered from his illness, why is he so eagerly looking forward to the news that the Prime Minister will leave the camp to fight the decisive battle with the Wei army~~
But he suddenly realized that he seemed to have taken a wrong step.
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