Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 1003 Mountain Rain Strikes

   What is the refreshed three views? Feiqian really experienced a lot after arriving in the Han Dynasty.

   Once upon a time we saw beggars and felt pitiful, but never thought that beggars actually looked at us more pitifully. Once upon a time, we looked at fools and said they were pitiful, but in fact, we never thought that fools also felt pitiful when they looked at us.

It's like when I was young, I always said that I would become the successor of some industry in the future, and then I took over a huge amount of real estate debt when I grew up, realizing a great inheritance. I spent the savings of one generation or even three generations to buy it. In the end, things that belong to me can't be completely regarded as our own...

  The so-called everyone is drunk and I am sober. When I look at others as fools, it is actually the other way around. In the eyes of these people, this guy who is sober is actually the real fool.

  The position is different.

   Therefore, when Fei Qian and Xun Chen discussed and deduced Zhang Yan's plan, after the initial anger and disbelief, they gradually calmed down. Isn't this the case in the Three Kingdoms?

  Why do you only allow yourself to count others, but not allow others to count yourself?

  Long Aotian?

hehe.

  After Zhang Yan's plan was deduced, Fei Qian felt that Zhang Yan's threat could be temporarily put aside. Because Zhang Yan's goal is Yinshan, naturally he will not take the initiative to share his worries for Fei when Xianbei comes, and will only appear at the last moment to reap the benefits.

  So from this aspect, Zhang Yan’s Black Mountain Army’s future behavior and appearance time are better guessed. Until the battle between himself and the Xianbei Army has not come to an end, he does not need to consider the Black Mountain Army’s issue for the time being.

   Right now, the last thing left is the problem of the barbarians.

"Looking at the Hulu, its prosperity was rapid, and its death was sudden." Xun Chen said, "Before Han Wu, the Xiongnu was at its peak, unparalleled for a time, and finally fled north; After Tan Shihuai's death, she gradually declined..."

If Tan Shihuai was still alive, even though the warriors of Xianbei at that time were so brave and good at fighting, they could still hold back, and then slowly wait for the second generation of people to develop their own prestige and deployment, and then a smooth transfer of power could be formed. So that the behemoth Xianbei can continue smoothly.

  However, unfortunately, God did not give Tan Shihuai such a chance. After Tan Shihuai's death, the various Xianbei tribes refused to accept anyone, and gradually became infighting, and the decline was inevitable.

  Hearing Xun Chen's words, Fei Qian also nodded secretly. It has to be said that Xun Chen still did a lot of research on the Hu people. Among most of the gentry in the Han Dynasty, they were generally divided into two categories. I know what's going on in my heart, but on the surface I still don't take Huren seriously...

  This is the attitude that a qualified counselor should have.

   Only with correct cognition can we make correct countermeasures.

   Whenever a nomadic nation rises, there will be a group of extremely brave warriors. Such warriors are like lions, and they will inspire the courage of the ordinary people they lead. Not to mention other things, if Fei Qian and the Yinshan Xianbei army were fighting in the chariot formation, as long as there were a few more people like the strong Xianbei man with a huge axe, the whole battle situation might be rewritten.

"Therefore, the Xianbei of Yinshan cannot represent all the Xianbei people..." Fei Qian nodded and said, "...just like how many powerful men there are in the land of Yanzhao, and how smart people are in the land of Chuyue, the more you go to the bitter cold land in Mobei, I'm afraid the Xianbei people will become more fierce..."

Xun Chen smiled slightly, obviously very satisfied with Fei Qian's words. What he was most worried about was that Fei Qian defeated Yinshan Xianbei, and then he would be too contemptuous of all Xianbei people, and then he might take some risks approach, but these risky actions may also lead to total collapse.

  Now Feiqian is the most important core of the entire Bingbei Group. Naturally, the most important thing is to be stable. It's not that you can't take any risks, but that you don't need to take any risks that are not necessary.

  Xun Chen didn't feel a lot of pressure on the Xianbei attack this time. Because it is obvious that it is impossible for Xianbei to continue fighting for a long time.

   "Xianbei's battle must be mainly aimed at the Yinshan Fortress..." Xun Chen gestured on the table with both hands, outlining a general outline of the Yinshan Mountain.

Yinshan, the southern part of the Saishan Mountain, actually looks like a large half-moon-shaped basin with water on one side. The Yinshan Mountains are like a strong giant, spreading their arms around this piece of land, and blocking the north with a thick spine cold wind.

   Even with the development of industrial machinery in later generations, there are still no other entrances and exits dug on the Yinshan Mountains, and they are still set according to the terrain formed over tens of millions of years.

   This time, Xianbei violated common sense and no longer sent troops in autumn, but rushed to Yinshan now. It was nothing more than being forced by the fortress Fei Qian built in Yinshan. Once the fortress is built, if you want to go south from Yinshan Mountain, you will lose the best way, or you can only take a long detour to the west, and then go around at the corner where the big river and Yinshan mountain range meet, or...

   "Go East!"

   Fei Qian and Xun Chen said almost in unison.

  During the Han Dynasty, the Wuliangsu Lake on the east side of Yinshan Mountain had not yet formed, it was just a swampy wetland, but from the southern end of the Wuliangsu Lake, it was also an important passageway, but it was relatively long.

  Outside the hall, the sky gradually darkened, and the wind desperately shook the leaves in the courtyard, as if trying to **** the young leaves that had just grown.

   Feiqian looked at the situation in front of him, suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Xun Chen, and saw that Xun Chen's expression also changed, and the two said in unison: "Not good..."

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  South of Chang'an City, near Weiyang Palace, Yang's mansion.

  The great Han gentry is the most powerful in the world, only Yuan Yang.

When Yuan Kai was in the court before, although the Hongnong Yang family was well-known all over the world and handed down poems and books, he did not choose to stand on the bright side like Yuan, but appeared to be more noble. Whether Biao served as a captain, or whether he was dismissed, he seemed to be indifferent, and because of this, he gained more reputation from the children of the gentry.

This is also true. When Wang Yun was in power before, Yang Biao basically thanked guests behind closed doors. On the one hand, it was because Wang Yun was indeed in power at the time, and on the other hand, Yang Biao did not set up a big banner, so In front of Yang's mansion, it was relatively deserted.

  But during this period of time, there were many carriages and horses parked at the door.

In the city of Chang'an, there have been many wars and disasters, and the owners who can take out these chariots and horses are mostly quite important people in the government and the opposition, but after all, these people are slightly different from the Hongnong Yang family in terms of rank. Therefore, even if they came to pay a visit to Yang Gong in the past, the concierge accepted the name card or paid a visit with a smile, but basically they would not respond. Usually, they were more polite than euphemistic and told him to go.

  However, this time Yang Biao entered Chang'an, but it was different from the past. When the chaos in Guanzhong was changing, sensitive people could smell it and came to visit him one after another. And Yang Biao finally opened the door to accept customers. Although most people just walked around the hall, chatting about some commonplace things, never mentioning the court situation and Guanzhong affairs, but for those who are interested, Yang Biao's basic attitude It is very clear...

The place where Yang Biao met the guests was in an elegant and stylish flower hall. Although it had entered the summer season, the servants still collected a lot of flowers to decorate the surroundings. Every now and then, all of them needed to be replaced. In the flower hall In the corner of the hall, a copper figurine incense burner is emitting green smoke, and the aloes soothes the nerves without any choking smoke. Although there are no rich and luxurious decorations in the flower hall, how can such an arrangement be achieved by ordinary people? of?

Who doesn't know that although the Hongnong Yang family didn't show off their mountains and dews before, it doesn't mean that they don't have any capital. This time in the battle of Guanzhong, they used 20,000 to 30,000 troops. This kind of background is not to be underestimated. Looked down.

Of course, Zhong Shao is still in control of the situation in the ruling and opposition parties, but how long it can last is unknown. After all, since Yang Biao's move in Guanzhong this time, since the 20,000 to 30,000 troops have been brought out, they must not shrink again. The reason to go back.

   But such a thing, although everyone understands it in their hearts, they can't directly say it. Everyone had no choice but to deduce from Yang Biao's expression and words, to guess some future developments, so that they could make some countermeasures in advance.

The guests who came and went tried their best to talk and laugh with Yang Biao, talked about some poems and books, told some allusions, and talked about some homely routines, but everyone knew that these superficial things, no matter what they said or what they talked about , In fact, it is not very important, what is important is that Yang Biao has already conveyed a message acceptable to both parties through such behavior.

  Whoever wants to come, welcome.

  If you don’t want to come, don’t force it.

   But, it's time to choose...

  ………………

  The light in the sky dimmed at some point. Pieces of clouds gathered together, and then gradually thickened, from the original white to gray, and then to black.

  The wind didn't know when it stopped, and the leaves in the field were almost picked and the empty trees stretched out their bare branches, looking up at the sky, as if they were waiting for something.

  A drop of raindrop hit the yellow mud floor, reducing a circle of imprints, and then quickly swallowed by the soil.

   Then another drop.

  Two drops.

   In a blink of an eye, it was as if a dam in the sky had burst, and it all fell down with a crash!

  The wind that had died down roared quickly again, as if the **** of wind from the sky had a dry mouth and drank some water to catch his breath, but now he regained his strength, and even continued to preach more vigorously.

   Outside Chang'an City, large piles of Yang Biao's troops were stationed, some were stationed on the south bank of the Wei River, and some were stationed near Baling.

Among these camps, the one near Chang'an is managed by Zhu Jun after all, so it is more or less neat, but the one near Baling is mostly civilian husbands, so it is a bit chaotic, the old and the weak live together, and there is nothing decent It looks like a little bit of the poor family belongings accompanying the army are like treasures, even if they come all the way, they are not willing to give up a little bit, and bring them all here.

The heavy rain was pouring down, and the dilapidated tent was of no use to the rain. They just struggled in vain in the wind and rain, and then declared a complete fall. become muddy.

  The heavy rain was so sudden that it caught people off guard.

Some Qu leaders and team leaders stood with their hips akimbo in the heavy rain. They didn't bother to wipe off the rainwater that kept splashing on their faces. On the baggage cart. These trucks are covered with fodder and grain, and they should not be damp. Once they get wet, it means that they are not far from corruption and mildew.

  The civilian husband was soaked in the wind and rain, stained with yellow mud all over his body, struggling to pull the oilcloth and ropes, just trying to wrap these trucks tightly.

A gust of wind blew in, and a man who was standing on the truck tied with a rope was half-bent and pulling the rope. He was pushed violently by the slanting wind and fell off the truck. Fortunately, the people near the ground At that time, I instinctively supported it with my hands, so I didn't die on the spot, but it was precisely because of this that the whole arm broke and broke with a click, and blood gushed out all at once, smearing in a large area of ​​yellow mud soup.

  The leader Qu and the team leader who were in charge of the command didn't even take a second look. At this moment, a few human lives are nothing, and they are not as valuable as the food and grass on the baggage cart.

On the side of the camp, a man who seemed to be a cook roared angrily, and ordered his men to go down and plug the hole in the thatched shed that was leaking from the wind and rain, but it was of no use. It kept splashing on the ignited fire. Even though the cook tried his best to maintain it, he still couldn't compete with the wind and rain. He could only helplessly watch the strong wind and the rain triumphantly put out the flames, and then poured another pot. A cauldron of yellow muddy water mixed with dust...

   "What should I do?" A cook stared blankly at the half-cooked yellow mud wild vegetable and miscellaneous grain soup in the pot. Originally, the Weishui was not very clear, but it was more or less acceptable, but now the wind and rain have swept all the surrounding wind, sand and dust into the pot.

  The fire was put out.

"Damn it! What else can I do? That's it!" The chef team leader roared loudly, "God doesn't reward face, what can I do? Damn it, I said to get some tarpaulin to cover it earlier, the **** thing is No! Well, that’s it for now, if you like to eat or not, whatever you like!”

  Anyway, the cooks in the rear camp only cook for ordinary middle and low-level soldiers. As for those high-ranking officers, they naturally have their own small stoves, and they will not eat such yellow mud soup.

  As for those folk husbands, they don’t even have a share of this kind of yellow mud soup. For one item, a few people get together and go to the yellowed Weishui to fetch water for cooking...

  (end of this chapter)