In late May, in the midsummer season, the 80,000-strong Song Army, with Wu Jie as its commander, marched toward Yaoshan and set up camp thirty miles away from the Jin Army. Among them, probably because of the intense summer heat, the Jin Army chose to set up camp near the swamp.
The Song army chose to build a stronghold on the mountain in order to maintain its vision against cavalry raids.
Of course, the two sides are cramped between Yao Mountain and Wulong Mountain, on a plateau terrain that is more than thirty miles long and ten miles wide. The one next to the water is not far from the mountain; the one along the gentle slope at the foot of the mountain is not far away.
Mizusawa is also quite close.
And this kind of terrain, which combines plateaus, swamps, hills, and ravines, also makes the routine small-scale exploration by both sides after the establishment of the stronghold difficult and complicated.
After all, as the saying goes, running on the plateau is a dead horse, and shallow water can drown people. If there is a satellite view of this poor terrain, combined with the light green in summer, it may look like a smooth road, but in fact, running and walking
Once they leave, it's another story. For the scouts and the small group of troops, a shallow puddle, a ditch two or three feet wide, a small forest, and a small small
The hillsides are all dangerous environments with a probability of being fatal.
In fact, just two days later, as the Song Army's camp gradually improved, the Song Army and the Jin Army also got a glimpse of each other's camps. After a summer shower, the two sides tacitly stopped the attack of small groups of troops.
Spend time.
But this does not mean that the coaches of both sides will stop testing.
In the afternoon after the shower, Wu Jie took the initiative to send an envoy to visit Wanyan Lou's room and asked him to complete the one-on-one program in Fangzhou. In response, Lou's room replied calmly, saying that he was the coach of the Jin Army and if he wanted to go to Fangzhou for a single,
The only challenge was to have Mr. Yuwen come forward to challenge him. As for Wu Taiwei, if he wanted to come over, his second son, Mou Yan, would do it for him.
Wu Jie was not angry at all, and continued to write a letter early the next morning, saying that since Marshal Lou Shi was not willing to fight one-on-one, he might as well agree that in three days, the two sides would be under Yao Mountain, in the middle of the two army camps.
, arrange their formations, and then join the armies of both sides for a life-and-death showdown.
The letter was sent out in a hurry again, and this time, Lou Shi replied quickly, but he agreed directly.
When the news came out, the entire Song army was shocked.
"So, there was a quarrel up front?"
In a spacious camp at the foot of Mount Yao, Zhao Jiu was sitting on a small stool with his head down eating melon.
"Yes." Yang Yizhong faced each other with his hands tied, looking a little helpless.
"Liu Xi and Wu Jie again?" Zhao Jiu continued to talk to each other.
"No, this time it's Wang De, Deputy Commander-in-Chief, and Liu Qi and Liu Jinglue." Yang Yizhong quickly explained. "Deputy Commander-in-Chief Wang said that he would be the vanguard in three days, and that he would have all the cavalry at his disposal. He also said...
…”
"You still say that the soldiers and horses of Xisan Road are incompetent and can't fight, so they are useless?" Zhao Jiu swallowed a mouthful of melon and continued casually.
"No, Vice-President Wang said that all the soldiers and horses of the West Third Route are poor, and the cavalry is given to Liu Qi, while the Liu Xi brothers are useless." Yang Yizhong immediately corrected him.
"Poverty is too much."
Zhao Jiu gave a symbolic condemnation, then threw down the melon rind, then stood up with a slight wipe of his lips, walked to the side of the open space, looked at the green Yaoshan again and took several deep breaths.
The air is fresh after the rain, and it is even more refreshing at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain.
Why? Of course it’s because plants produce oxygen through photosynthesis.
However, as soon as he thought about this, Zhao Jiufu fell into a trance again.
Let's say that Zhao Jiu has been an official for three years, and some things have become blurred. At first, the notebooks in his account basically only recorded the 'Song Dynasty figures, common sense, and experiences' that he thought of and encountered.
Now, however, I have gradually recorded the knowledge of future generations that suddenly came to my mind.
This is not a thoughtful consideration, let alone one's own position... For example, is he an ordinary college student, or is he an ordinary Zhao official... Wait, who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?
Philosophical reflection.
In fact, not only the things in the notebook, but also many of his actions and remarks are, in the final analysis, just based on instinct.
Because in the past three years, Zhao Jiu knew very well what state he was in... In the first year, his life could be lost at any time, his status as an official could disappear at any time, and the small court in exile around him could also perish at any time. Zhao Song
The country could also be subjugated at any time; in the second year, the situation seemed to be better, but it was probably still overwhelmed by the Jin army; in the third year, the situation was much better, but in fact, the 200,000 Jin army
Existence still seems shaky for the country and for him personally.
In this state, Zhao Jiu often hides his feelings, deep thoughts, and specific thoughts that belong to those who travel through time deep in his heart.
In the past three years, he has not dared to enjoy life and prevent phenomena that he could not understand. Except for the initial period, he did not even dare to pry into the lives of the people at the bottom...because he was afraid that he would do this.
Shaken the determination to resist gold.
Anti-gold, anti-gold!
Everything is to resist gold, and resisting gold is for everything. This is because the Kingdom of Jin and the Jin Army are always moving around you like tigers, and you don't even have a fence.
Before setting off for the expedition, Zhang Jun held his hand and cried, saying that if the whole country endured for three years, victory would be inevitable... The second half of the sentence was not about the perceptual conclusion, the first half was indeed the truth, but Zhang Deyuan could not have known it.
, what other people endure is mostly for profit, but what he, Zhao Jiu and Zhao Guanjia, endures is his own personality and sensibility.
After pretending to be a duck for so long, sometimes I wonder if I am really just a duck.
Of course, this is definitely not the case to outsiders... This is not only because he, an official, has withstood the pressure to some extent, saved the Central Plains, Lianghuai, and returned to the old capital, but also because he always abandons reason at the last moment,
Use the most drastic means to promote national affairs.
No matter how you look at these behaviors, it seems that sensibility is greater than rationality. No matter how you look at it, it seems that you are reckless when your brain gets hot.
In fact, sometimes Zhao Jiu himself doesn't know whether his words and gestures when facing those civil servants and generals are staged or are they really sincere? Every time he makes those decisions, is it based on rationality or is it true?
Emotional? Is every decision made when forced to the point of no retreat considered reckless and ignorant, or a strong release of sensibility?
At least this time, Zhao Jiu was really confused by all the incidents and decisions after Pan Guifei became pregnant.
Of course, whether it is releasing emotions or obeying reason, there is nothing left to say at this point. Or maybe it is precisely because there is nothing left to say or think that I let myself go. These thoughts in my heart are simply
A strange thought equivalent to raising a flag.
As for setting up flags, Zhao Jiu is even more worried about having too many lice and not having to worry about debts.
"The melons here are good, with enough sunshine, so they are big and delicious." Zhao Jiu came to his senses, but suddenly turned back and gave an order to Yang Yizhong, who had a look of astonishment on his face. "Don't write a letter, take a photo of the messenger.
Along the way, I sent a message to Zhang Jun of Jingyao, Prime Minister Yuwen of Chang'an, and Concubine Wu of Chang'an, saying that after this battle is over, I would invite them to come to Yaoshan to eat melons... As for these melons and fruits, they will be distributed to the next class.
Just be straight."
Yang Yizhong obeyed the order blankly, but after taking two steps, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Guan's house without moving.
"What's the matter?" Zhao Jiu put up his hands and didn't care. "Zhengfu thinks the melons here are not good?"
"That's not what I meant." Yang Yizhong couldn't hold it back after all. "The official family, there will be a decisive battle in three days..."
"That's not the case." Zhao Jiu shook his head repeatedly. "Neither Mr. Lou nor Mr. Wu are rotten scholars. Wu Dalian's behavior is just to test something. And if I were Mr. Lou, I would just use this reply to entertain us. Three days later
The camp is still closed, so let us be futile and restless." At this point, Zhao Jiufu laughed again. "Actually, the war is really going to start in three days. Is it delaying our communication?"
Yang Yizhong was silent for a moment, nodded, and then turned around to dispatch messengers and distribute fruits. But before he could take a few steps, he saw the yellow-faced Wu Jie walking over, accompanied by Bachelor Xiao Lin.
He also quickly bowed his head and saluted.
"Deputy Commander." Wu Jie hurriedly raised his hand to Yang Yizhong, then quickly came to Zhao Jiu, and then raised his hand to Zhao Jiu again, with a serious expression. "I would venture to guess... I am afraid that the living girl has gone to Fangzhou Beiluo
At the Shuihekou camp, my brother and Qu Da are afraid that they will be frustrated, and the strategy of attacking head to tail will fail."
Zhao Jiu nodded, but then laughed: "Actually, it's not a loss... Twenty thousand to ten thousand, just think of it as evened out, there is still a strength advantage, and the smaller the scale of the local battlefield, for us
, on the contrary, the more you can command properly.”
Wu Jie immediately breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still serious: "That's true. After all, if the living girls don't come, there are only 30,000 soldiers in Loushi, and there are 10,000 Han soldiers. How can they deal with 80,000 of us?"
I'm afraid that he will avoid the battle and wait for reinforcements from Longmen. If so, with the strength of our army, it will be difficult to take the initiative to attack..."
Zhao Jiu nodded, but then shook his head: "Qing Jin, I'm not as good as you in fighting... In the future, you don't have to pay for everything in military matters, you can just make your own decisions... In this battle, you just treat me as
A dragon's sword is all it takes."
Wu Jie bowed his head to face each other, but he came and went in a hurry. At this time, Yang Yizhong followed Wu Jie slowly down the mountain.
ps: The agreed 150k is actually 132k including this chapter... I won't talk nonsense about starting a new life from today... Let's keep the account! I owe 18k last month.
But to be honest... I always feel that bookkeeping is the beginning of a more depraved life, man!