Humane Yongchang

Chapter 433 Knowing that you can't do it

evening.

Chen Bing, a general of [-] tigers and ben soldiers in the north of Handan City, saluted the "Chen" king flag standing in front of the formation with burning eyes.

Suddenly the city gate opened, Chen Sheng put on his helmet and armor, and stood on the mighty bronze chariot with his hands on his sword. A pair of bright red cloaks, like a ball of jumping flames, surrounded by black flags and black armor everywhere, It's like a drop of blood dripping into the ink!
The chariot slowly passed through the phalanx of four thousand people.

Chen Sheng carefully inspected the [-] Huben soldiers.

The [-] Tigers seemed to be able to feel his gaze passing over them, holding their breath and desperately puffed up their chests to accept his review!
The three armies were silent.

But it seems that there are strong winds howling and waves rushing!

The silence speaks……

The chariot went under the king's flag and turned to face [-] soldiers. Chen Dao personally led [-] short soldiers to gather around the chariot.

Facing [-] pairs of frenzied gazes, Chen Sheng said in a long and calm voice: "I am Chen Sheng, and I will be in command of this battle. The road ahead is rugged and full of thorns, and I will walk with you...how can I say that I have no clothes!"

The [-] tiger and cardinal soldiers shouted in unison: "Same robes with you!"

All the plain faces were flushed because they were so excited that they couldn't control themselves.

The chariot turned and Wang Qi moved north.

Chen Sheng raised Tai'a high, and his voice shook the whole field: "Wang Yu Xingshi!"

The [-] tiger and ben army officers and men roared hoarsely with more and more excitement: "Fix me with spears, and share revenge with me!"

The army set out, followed Wang Qi closely, and took the road to the north.

Chen Sheng: "How can I say no clothes!"

Generals of the Huben Army: "Same Ze with Zi..."

Chen Dao drove his horse closely beside the chariot.

He stared at the majestic morale around him, which rose like a skyrocketing flame, and turned from virtual to real in the midst of the surge.

Staring at the red faces, gradually revealing the tough and fearless faces that are no different from those of the red-clothed army...

My heart is both confused and shocked!
Even though he had expected it a long time ago, Chen Sheng personally commanded the Huben army, which would definitely bring about a qualitative change in the Huben army.

But this change must have come too steeply, right?

The first battle was not won, and with only a few dozen words, these soldiers of the Huben Army who he was both a father and a mother, and who had been brought up with a handful of feces and urine with great difficulty, suddenly became serious. The watchdog turned into a howling wolf cub, his mother's eyeballs are green!
Is there really such a big gap between people?

Chen Dao was a little skeptical about life.

……

Han Xin pushed the war game casually.

On the map, it represents the war game of the Julu Yellow Turban Army, which encircles the Han army from all directions.

Zhang Liang stared at the map and pondered for a long time, then sincerely praised: "The plan of the great Sima is really flawless!"

"It's just a dangerous move."

Han Xin smiled lightly, and said in a dispirited way: "I can't be called a general 'seamless'."

"Oh?"

Zhang Liang said softly with a smile: "Han Shuai meant that there is still a flaw in such a thorough strategy to defeat the enemy?"

Han Xin nodded without hesitation: "Of course there are flaws, but it's enough to deal with Li Xin!"

Zhang Liang frowned, and asked with an unchanged smile: "Then who can break this strategy?"

Han Xin pondered for a while, and then said: "If the King of Han personally leads the army, this plan will be broken!"

Zhang Liang seemed to be very interested and bowed his hands: "Please also ask Da Sima to teach me!"

Han Xin smiled, and said proudly: "My husband, Li Xin, is the general of the snake. He is treacherous and vicious, and he can be killed in one blow. However, his heart is too big and the use of troops is too dangerous. As long as he takes the initiative and hits him seven inches, he will be fine." It's all done in one battle!"

"The king of Husband and Han, the general of a lion and a tiger, is unstoppable in attacking and unstoppable in his conduct. In fact, there are very few generals in the world who are both offensive and defensive, and have a good combination. This Xu Xiaodao in front of him is no different from playing a big ax in front of Lu Ban, which only adds to the jokes!"

Hearing the words, Zhang Liang clapped his hands and said, "Listening to your words is better than reading five chariot books... Speaking of which, in Da Sima's eyes, what kind of general am I?"

Han Xin glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "In terms of strategy, culture and governance, the generals are all great talents in the world. I believe and admire them. However, everyone has their own strengths. Commanding troops in battle is not the general's strength. In terms of behavior, you can only be a general of a mule and a horse, not as strong as an ox, not as fast as a horse, only hard work is commendable!"

Hearing the words, Zhang Liang was furious and his murderous intentions soared, but his face was still calm, and he sighed and nodded slightly: "What the great Sima said is true, I also feel that every time the commanding troops are unable to meet their expectations, it is as if they are in the army." The thatched hut is surrounded by wind, thanks to the great help of the Great Sima, the military affairs will be safe in the future... But I don't know, what should the Great Sima command the army?"

He is not a narrow-minded person, even Song Yi and his ilk can be tolerated until now, which shows his ability to accommodate others.

It is true that Han Xintai must show his sharpness, be arrogant, know how to advance and retreat, and be stupid...

And he is so arrogant that he doesn't hide his ambition at all. It can be said that he has a body of one hundred catties, and eighty catties are rebellious.

If Zhang Liang could tolerate such a person, it would not be called being broad-minded, but digging his own grave!
Unexpectedly, Han Xin knew that Zhang Liang had become murderous towards him, but he still admired Zhang Liang's generosity and self-knowledge.

"A certain family is a hunter."

He spoke confidently with a bit of cunning: "No matter how vicious a wolf, tiger or leopard is, it can't match the hunter's bow, arrow and trap!"

Zhang Liang pretended to be puzzled: "Oh? Even the King of Han is no match for Da Sima?"

Han Xin said without hesitation: "If the troops are equal and the combat power is similar, how difficult is it to win!"

Zhang Liangchang sighed: "Da Simaguo is very human. If he had risen earlier, the heroes of the Kyushu would have had Da Sima. If so, how could our heavenly army be trapped in a remote place, in a dilemma."

Han Xin folded his arms with a smile and said, "It's not too late now!"

Zhang Liang smiled perfunctorily and said nothing more.

……

into the night.

The Huben army heading north arrived at the Yellow Turban camp fifty miles north of Chen Bing in Handan.

The horse scouts reported that there were only [-] to [-] old and weak troops left in the enemy camp.

This number is not far from what Chen Sheng estimated in advance.

He had expected a long time ago that when the main force of the Yellow Turban Army that stormed Handan returned to Julu to encircle Li Xin's Department, some soldiers and horses would be left behind to continue to interfere with the sight of the Tiger Army in Handan.

If they hadn't sent troops to the north tonight, tomorrow morning or Tingwu, this part of the Julu Yellow Turban Army should attack Handan again, proving that they are still in Handan.

Chen Dao would not doubt that 15 Giant Deer Yellow Turban Army "turned" to attack Handan as a foreshadowing, and [-] to [-] Giant Deer Yellow Turban Army attacked Handan.

In other words, when Chen Dao became suspicious, it was too late to inform Li Xin to suspend the raid on the Julu Yellow Turban Army camp...

After knowing the strength of the enemy battalion, the rest is simple.

Chen Sheng ordered the three armies to rest for a quarter of an hour, then beat the drums and marched.

In an instant, the sound of killing shattered the night!
Right in time, in a nameless space under the night.

The chubby blue miniature whale stood opposite to the skinny old man wearing a colorful mask in the bustling market, overlooking the battlefield below.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The mini-whale shook its head and said, "This brat's temper is getting more and more violent. He only cleaned up the Western religion on his front foot, and then came to trouble Taoism on his back foot. He is indeed a rising star who can write "Luan Yu"!"

The thin old man raised his head and glanced at him speechlessly: "You can still laugh? Are you really afraid that he will overthrow the Julu Taoist lair?"

Miserable Whale replied indifferently: "If you lift it, then it will be lifted, those people should beat it hard, the old man with eyebrows growing to his chest, how shameless he is to a [-]-year-old young cub With such a dark hand, my old man is ashamed to recognize these old bastards!"

The skinny old man was silent for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "This matter is indeed my negligence, but you have been cursing all the way around the corner, shouldn't it be enough?"

The miniature whale glanced at him, and said dryly and meaningfully: "I don't know, but you, Guiguzi, still miss twice in a row!"

The skinny old man didn't refute, but just replied indifferently: "Jade can't be cut, it can't be used."

The mini-whale sneered: "Then you can't just catch one person, right? Isn't this a bias?"

The bustling streets around the skinny old man gradually became empty, and he seemed to walk out of the painting: "I'll talk about it later, you and I came here from a long distance, but we didn't come here for the benefit of talking."

The miniature whale shook its head again and again and said: "I want to go to you, he has already penetrated the majestic spirit, without his consent, my old man will not be able to enter his dream again."

The skinny old man was angry: "I'm going? You think this little brat has lifted my Yunmengze, right?"

The mini-whale confronted him without fear: "If you co-author me, the old man has no fixed home, so he deserves to be hated, right?"

The skinny old man: "This brat is going to blow it up, but it's your Taoist dojo!"

Mini Whale: "Don't talk about Taoism, one way is not the other way!"

The two glared at each other, speechless.

It wasn't until the Huben Army below defeated the Yellow Turban Army and entered the enemy camp that the skinny old man took a deep breath and calmly said, "The timing is wrong!"

The miniature whale also calmly replied: "I also know that the timing is wrong, but look at this brat's posture, not to mention you and me, even if Kong Zhongni came personally, this brat might not sell his face."

The skinny old man shook his head and said, "Doing what you know you can't do, you're not a wise man!"

The mini whale said helplessly: "You and I are the wise man, but he is the king."

The skinny old man insisted: "It's still the same sentence, the timing is wrong, even if he can stand it, the grandson can't stand it, and the grandson can stand it, you and I can't stand it either. If there is a slight mistake, the whole situation will be ruined and all previous achievements will be wasted."

The miniature whale swam a few times in the void, causing faint blue ripples, like a dream.

After a long while, he said, his tone was so low that he seemed to be gnashing his teeth: "If you can stand it, you have to stand it, if you can't stand it, you have to stand it. I'll wait for a short move in chess, and let the opponent's plan fall on this kid. I've got it." It is really unreasonable to force him to give up the good situation to make up for our mistakes! If the restoration of our human race is at the price of grievances, then it is better to simply follow their wishes!"

The skinny old man was silent for a long time, and sighed: "You are still so stubborn, the world is like chess, how can there be any reason to only advance and not retreat?"

The mini whale said: "I am me, I am me, if I am not me, what am I..."

Before he finished speaking, the skinny old man waved his hands and said, "Come on, if you don't go, I'll go!"

The miniature whale stopped, holding its round belly with its two short fins, waiting to see.

……

The bronze chariot slowly entered the Yellow Turban camp.

The fighting has not yet stopped, and there are shadows of defeated Yellow Turban soldiers everywhere in the camp. They fanatically shouted the slogan "The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand", like a tidal wave, they continued to impact the Tiger's army formation. No matter how much the soldiers of the Huben army slashed and killed, it seemed that they could not retreat these yellow scarves.

Standing on the bronze chariot, Chen Sheng listened to the cries of the defeated Yellow Turban soldiers around him, and said in his heart: "As expected of the headquarters of Taiping Dao!" '

After fighting Taipingdao for so many years, this is the first time I have seen such a difficult Yellow Turban Army!
And this is just a team of old, weak, sick and disabled...

This made him uncontrollably worried about the deployment of the main force of the Yellow Turban Army's next attack on the giant deer.

But it didn't take long for him to suppress this worry in his heart.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow!

Regardless of whether there is a mountain of knives or a sea of ​​fire in front of him, he will go there!
If even he, the king of Han, was timid, then there would be no need to fight this battle!
"Three drums, kill without mercy!"

He turned his heart and shouted loudly with the Tai'a sword: "Don't take prisoners, don't surrender soldiers, execute them all, kill them all!"

"only!"

A group of messengers got the order and galloped around on horseback. The shout of "kill without pardon" quickly spread throughout the huge and empty Yellow Turban camp.

At the right time, the sound of a rapid and vigorous drum beat released a violent killing intent like a gust of wind and rain!
The shouts of killing that had gradually subsided suddenly rose again as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and suddenly suppressed the scattered shouts of yellow scarf defeated soldiers in the camp.

Chen Sheng stared straight ahead expressionlessly, even the jumping flames couldn't warm the chill in his eyes.

"Young man, stop!"

An old voice that was not loud suddenly came to his ears clearly.

Chen Sheng turned his head abruptly, and saw a thin, crooked old man with a five-colored ghost mask resembling a shaman, who appeared beside him at some point.

Looking at the short soldiers around the chariot, none of them seemed to have noticed this skinny old man!
He suddenly clenched the Tai'a sword in his hand and tightened his body, and the calmly circulating true energy in his body seemed to be gushing out as if he had guessed the bottom with a sudden kick of the accelerator.

Once the skinny old man made any move, he would explode immediately!

Even if he knew it well, there was a high probability that he would not be the opponent of this skinny old man.

"You just let it go when you say it?"

He turned his head and continued to look forward, with a cold smile and said, "Who do you think you are? Three emperors and five emperors?"

The skinny old man didn't seem to notice his tense body, and calmly said, "My surname is Wang, my single name is Zen, and my name is Ghost Valley."

"So it was Guiguzi in person, what a disrespect!"

Chen Sheng didn't relax his vigilance, but said casually: "Why is your old man coming to see this junior in person this time? Where's Mr. Zhuang?"

The skinny old man with his hands behind his back, looked straight ahead like him, and said softly: "Zhuangzi is busy with mundane affairs, so don't come here idle."

"Oh……"

Chen Sheng sneered and said, "Then do you know why he is 'involved in mundane affairs'?"

The skinny old man was not annoyed, he still said calmly: "The timing is not right, the sage Confucius suddenly retreated, if you really overthrew the headquarters of the Julu Taiping Dao, those old immortals behind the Taoist school can do it unscrupulously, only the old man and Zhuangzi can't stop you Live with those old immortals."

"If you can stop it, you have to stop it, if you can't stop it, you have to stop it!"

Chen Sheng replied without hesitation, with a faint gleam of madness in his cold eyes: "Every generation has its own duty, the duty of your elders is to block those heretics, and the duty of the younger generation is to calm the troubled times and rebuild the world." I am the prosperous age of Yanhuang Huaxia, I am doing my duty, and you old people should also do your duty!"

"If I, Chen Shengzhen, have such a bad back...Damn it, I will die!"

There was still some lingering familiar words in this ear, which caused the skinny old man to fall into a long silence, before sighing softly for a long time: "Everyone, why are you so stubborn? I don't know, take a step back and the rain will pass." The sky is fine, and the sea is calm for a while..."

"wrong!"

Chen Sheng laughed and said, "It's Ren who thinks about it for a while and gets angry, and when he takes a step back, the more he thinks about it, the more he loses!"

He raised Tai'a sword high and roared hoarsely: "The big man wins!"

The [-] tiger and ben army soldiers who were fighting in the camp roared in unison: "Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

The skinny old man was speechless, and after another long sigh, his solid figure quickly blurred.

(End of this chapter)