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Chapter 506 Dragging
"King Xiang has decided to come to the East China Sea, and to go west with the Han Dynasty to join the army at Guangwu. We will stay together for several months... King Xiang is suffering from it, so he is Gao Zu, put the Taigong on him, and said to the King of Han: "Don't rush down now, I will cook. Grandfather."

"The King of Han said: Xiang Yu and I were ordered to face King Huai in the north, and said, 'We are brothers'. My old man is like a young man, and I must be a young man who wants to cook, and I am lucky to share a piece of the pie."

"King Xiang was angry and wanted to kill him, but he was persuaded by Uncle Xiang, but he did not kill the family of the King of Han."

On the horseback, Pang Qing told the story about taking a share in Shi Ji.

"The oath of Luoshui, the Sima clan is extremely shameless, how could he care about a mere corpse of Sima Fu?" Meng Guan said.

"If it was Sima Yi and Sima Shi, of course they wouldn't care, but today's Sima Zhao will definitely care. He is loyal, filial and benevolent. Sima Zhao only has filial piety and benevolence, so he has been building an image of benevolence and filial piety. If there is no filial piety, Sima Zhao What face do you have to gain a foothold in the world?" Yang Zheng explained.

The allusion of taking a share of the pie just shows that the nobles still abide by etiquette and morality.

Liu Bang said "My old man is like a old man", and Xiang Yu, who killed 20 soldiers of the Qin army, insisted on not doing anything.

Sima Fu is not the father of Liu Bang, he has a high status among the gentry, and has a great reputation in the ruling and opposition parties.

If Sima Zhao could look at Sima Fu's body without moving, Yang Zheng would really admire him for his kindness.

Since the Han and Wei dynasties, the world has been ruled by filial piety.

What maintains the inheritance of the gentry is actually the word filial piety.

The king is the guide for the subjects, and the father is the guide for the son.

In later generations, Sima Zhao is called Uncle Sima Fu, but in this era, Sima Zhao is called Uncle Sima Fu!
With a word "father", the meaning is completely different.

If Sima Zhao couldn't get Sima Fu's body back, the entire gentry would cast aside him.

This is the rule of this era!

Sima Yi and Sima Shi betrayed their faith and established their prestige with butcher knives. The three tribes of Yi people killed too much.

When we arrived at Sima Zhao, we couldn't go this way.

A compromise must be made in exchange for the support of the gentry.

If Sima Zhao was really indifferent, Yang Zheng would smash the corpses to ashes in front of 10,000+ Chinese troops!
If he doesn't feel chilled, his subordinates and nobles will feel chilled too!

"Haha, Sima Zhao is so stupid, he can get away with just looking for a dead body!" Liu Heng grinned loudly.

With the soldiers in danger, it is impossible for Yang Zheng to take a dead body with him for several months...

Fortunately, there is no shortage of dead bodies in this era. Liu Heng randomly found one in the wild, put it on in Chinese clothes, and hung it on the flagpole.

The real corpse of Sima Fu had already been thrown into the wild to be fed to wolves.

Yang Zheng wanted to keep it at the beginning, but it was unlucky to keep it, and it was difficult to keep it. It stinks within half a month, so he had to throw it in the wilderness.

It doesn't matter if it's true or not, the important thing is that Sima Zhao has to believe it if he doesn't believe it.

"Your Majesty, the enemy army has moved and is building a pontoon bridge!" The scouts rushed to report.

The eyes of Pang Qing, Meng Guan, and Liu Heng all became hot.

Sima Zhao didn't move, and Yang Zheng didn't have a chance.

If you move, you have a chance.

An army of 10,000+ cannot be commanded like an arm, and there will always be flaws!

"It's just right! So-and-so's mace is already hungry and thirsty!" Liu Heng's neck turned red again, and he rushed straight to his face.

"What's the hurry? It's not time for a decisive battle when the enemy is angry and mobilizing troops!" Yang Zheng remained awake.

Anger will make people lose their minds, but it will also increase the enemy's combat power to a certain extent.

Sima Zhao was angry, but people like Chen Tai and Chen Qian must remain rational.

16 cavalry against [-] upright infantry, in a decisive battle head-on, [-] cavalry still have little chance.

This is also the reason why Sima Zhao dared to fight this battle.

With a large army of 16 troops, Wugang chariots, cavalry, crossbows, and spears, there was absolutely no reason to be afraid of Yang Zheng's [-] cavalry.

In fact, the decisive battle at this time is still beneficial to Sima Zhao.

Even if both sides suffer, Yang Zheng is still defeated strategically.

So either don't fight, or a battle will determine the world!

"Keep dragging!" Yang Zheng looked at the cloudy sky.

This heavy snow has been brewing for a long time, and Meng Guan said that it will be within three days.

"Wei!" The generals took orders.

In the wilderness, Wugang chariots were in front, crossbowmen and spearmen were behind, and cavalry of three to 4000 men were on the left and right flanks. The Wei army came surging like a black tide, covering up the original pale color of the land.

It's like a huge sickle lying across the land of Guanzhong, with the blade of the sickle facing north.

Wu Gang's chariots rushed forward like a wall, countless spears were erected, and the soldiers of the Chinese army were as firm as a rock in the new wind.

The biting murderous aura has suppressed the cold wind.

Give up your life to go to national disaster, and see death as if you are home!
Even though he was an enemy who was to the death, Yang Zheng still admired the bravery and tenacity of the soldiers!
There has never been a shortage of brave people on the land of China.

This kind of momentum, this kind of boldness, is admirable.

There is no need to doubt Chen Tai's level of commanding troops, he came while he was angry, but the situation was not chaotic at all.

10,000+ army in order.

On the contrary, the Liangzhou Army had hundreds of Qiang cavalry and Hu cavalry, who were unable to retreat because of lax military discipline. They were bitten by Cheng Ling's cavalry and submerged in the black tide.

Meng Yu, Wen Yang, and Liu Heng asked to fight several times, but were all rejected by Yang Zheng.

"Continue to retreat, continue to procrastinate!"

The [-] cavalry slowly retreated northward, followed by more than [-] troops.

As long as the Chinese army stopped, Yang Zheng ordered Liu Heng to lead more than a thousand cavalrymen to lure the enemy with their dead bodies.

But Sima Zhao chased him for a day, entered the boundary of Huangling, and stopped chasing him.

The terrain is getting higher and higher, and the weather is getting colder.

Then they began to set up camp and build camps.

It seemed that the enemy was much more sober after drinking the northwest wind for a day.

On the vast Loess Plateau, ravines and ravines cross the border like dragons and snakes.

In this era, the plateau still basically maintained its verdant appearance, with forests and grasslands everywhere.

However, the yurts of the Huns can be faintly seen on the grass.

Huangling is the mausoleum of the Yellow Emperor, the birthplace of Chinese civilization, but it has long been reduced to dust.

Qin Shihuang established Shangjun here. In the sixth year of Zhongping, the Han Dynasty had just experienced the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and then ushered in the Dong Zhuo Rebellion.

"Sima Zhao has come here, and he will never leave again. Don't let him set up a camp, and use cavalry to harass him." Pang Qing suggested.

Clouds are still floating overhead, heavy snow is either today or tomorrow.

"Meng Yu, Wen Yang, and Pang Hui, each lead three thousand cavalry to attack the enemy's formation, and don't let them set up camp!" Yang Zheng tightened his sable fur cloak. He was not a Qiang Hu from the northwest, and he couldn't bear it. Absent chill.

The coldness in Guanzhong is only attached to the skin, but the coldness here is deep into the bone marrow...

"Wei!" The three generals took the order, each with different expressions.

Meng Yu was overjoyed when he heard about the battle, while Wen Yang looked indifferent, neither sad nor happy.

Only Pang Hui raised his eyes and glanced at Yang Zheng, as if he was appreciating the deep meaning of Yang Zheng's order.

But Yang Zheng only had majesty on his face.

The deep meaning is naturally there. Pang Hui, as the rear general, ranks above the generals, cannot eat free rice every day.

Moreover, Yang Zheng still knew about Pang Hui's skills.

In battle, he was quite like his father, Pound, who was brave.

"Your Majesty, the eldest son is under the command of General Wen!" Pang Qing reminded in a low voice.

"If I can protect him for a while, can I protect him for a lifetime? A wolf cub stained with blood is a real wolf!" Now Yang Zheng has also seen it. Without experiencing life and death, people will never be tempered.

Is it not the case for me, I have been on the verge of life and death again and again since the Luogu battle, and I have come to today.

(End of this chapter)