Three Kingdoms: The Guan Family's Rebellious Son, Long Blessing Jing Xiang

Tonight, there is some restlessness among the barbarian army.

It was not because of fear or anxiety, but because... through the narration of the Wutugu Cave Master, all the barbarian soldiers learned that there was no "explosive object" under their feet, and Zhuge Liang and the Shu army had never wanted to harm them.

For a moment, the entire barbarian army was in uproar.

"Thank goodness the young master has returned, otherwise, this Zhuge Military Advisor would have been wrongly accused..."

"Yes, we came here with the intention of massacring and looting the city, but this military advisor Zhuge, who could have blown us all up in an instant, never thought of harming us. This is repaying evil with kindness. This is what the Han people call righteousness, right?"

"I heard that Mr. Zhuge talked with the king and wanted to give us the Han people's farming and new agricultural tools so that we can plant land in Nanzhong. In this way, we don't have to worry about going hungry when hunting. He also wanted to preserve the big clans in Nanzhong and let our generals in Manzhong serve as officials in the court. From now on, Nanzhong is no longer a barren land of barbarians, and we have a place in the court."

"What else? Mr. Zhuge also said that he would select a Wudang Flying Army from the elite of our barbarians, and then send them to the Han army to eat imperial food. Even the families of this army can all be moved to the interior, given land to farm and large houses to live in. I heard that fine salt can be added to the food, which is very delicious. Mr. Zhuge is really a kind man--"

Discussions like these filled almost the entire barbarian camp that night.

Logically speaking, whether it was selecting the Wudang Flying Army or choosing barbarians to serve as officials in the court, these should have been rejected by big landlords like Meng Huo, but they could not resist Zhuge Liang's many promises to them.

The simple principle of "using barbarians to rule barbarians and barbarians to rule barbarians" has won the hearts of all the major tribes...

Although they grew up in this barren land, it was barren. If there was a chance, who wouldn't want to live in a more prosperous place? Who wouldn't want to move the whole family north? Not to mention, Zhuge Liang also brought them new agricultural technology and productivity.

In fact, even if we follow the original wheel of history, Meng Huo has been convinced since he was captured and released seven times by Zhuge Liang.

After surrendering, he even served as Chief Censor in charge of supervision in the Shu Han court in Chengdu. It can be said that he had both the inside and the outside. For this... Meng Huo was very happy!
This also indirectly promoted peace among the barbarians and stability in the rear of Shu Han.

——Use both kindness and severity, reward and punish appropriately, use barbarians to rule barbarians, and barbarians to rule barbarians!

In addition, there is the explosive pack that appears out of nothing and comes out of nothing.

In just one night, Zhuge Liang's prestige among the barbarians was at its peak.

Impressed!

With Wolong's fan and his chariot, the barbarians were convinced and surrendered wholeheartedly.

On the other hand, Zhuge Liang at this time did not have much mood to celebrate. Since nightfall, he stayed in Cheng Yu's tent, as if he was trying hard to find something.

At this time, Guan Suo lifted the door curtain and slowly walked in.

Speaking of which, Guan Suo finally finished his discussion with his father-in-law Meng Huo about the "tiger whip". Meng Huo was very satisfied, and several unlucky tigers were killed immediately.

Of course, this is not the point.

The point is that after leaving the tent of the Barbarian King Meng Huo, Guan Suo went to look for Zhuge Liang. Seeing Zhuge Liang searching in the tent, he couldn't help but ask, "Military Advisor Zhuge, everyone in the Barbarian army wants to see your appearance and chat with you. Why are you here? Isn't Cheng Yu, the confidant of Cao Cao, dead? What is Zhuge looking for in his tent?"

Indeed, in Guan Suo's view, since Cheng Yu was dead, the game with him should have come to an end. Why should Zhuge Liang still cling to him?

"I'm looking for his handwriting..." Zhuge Liang said softly, his movements of searching up and down remained unchanged, as if he wanted to open every gap and every bookcase.

"Handwriting?" Guan Suo was still confused.

Zhuge Liang continued to explain, "I want to imitate Cheng Yu's handwriting..."

"What?" Guan Suo was shocked.

Zhuge Liang continued, "Although Cheng Yu is dead and the barbarians have surrendered, the war in Hanzhong is still going on. Since the barbarians are willing to help us and march north to attack Wei, I should make careful plans and deployments for them, helping them to achieve meritorious service while minimizing casualties. Therefore, in order to make Cao Cao careless, I must find Cheng Yu's handwriting and imitate it, and hand a letter about the invasion of the southern barbarians and the fall of Chengdu to Cao Cao. In this way, the barbarian army can march north unimpeded, and can also give Cao Cao a fatal blow at the most critical moment!"

This…

Undoubtedly, Zhuge Liang's words were shocking and enlightening to Guan Suo.

It turned out that when Guan Suo was immersed in the joy of victory, Zhuge Military Advisor had already looked far ahead. In this respect... he was just like his fourth brother, always taking one step forward, looking far ahead, and planning far ahead -

When Guan Suo thought of this, Zhuge Liang suddenly laughed. It turned out that he finally found Cheng Yu's handwriting.

It was a book called "Wu Zi's Art of War". When Cheng Yu was in the barbarian tribe, he would flip through it when he had nothing to do, and even annotate his thoughts and experiences on it.

This made Zhuge Liang see hope and the last straw that would break the camel's back against Wei!
but…

Guan Suo could not help but question: "Everyone's handwriting is unique. Even if they are taught by the same master, their handwriting will be completely different. Can Zhuge Military Advisor imitate Cheng Yu's handwriting in such a short time?"

It seems that Guan Suo is doubtful. It is almost impossible to perfectly copy and imitate the handwriting of a "dead person" in such a short time.

Unexpectedly, Zhuge Liang smiled faintly, and said while smiling, "The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety. Your fourth brother was criticized by the world for opposing your father as a rebellious son. At that time, how could we have thought that your fourth brother could really make Yunchang less arrogant and impatient by himself, and become the real, invincible commander and god of war today?"

what…

Guan Suo was stunned by Zhuge Liang’s words.

However, Zhuge Liang continued, "And you, I heard that in this beauty trap, you fought six women alone, including two women from the enemy camp, and finally saved Hua Man, and made her fall in love with you. It can be said that you turned the tide and saved the building from collapse! But before this, who would have thought of such an outcome? Who would have believed in your so-called beauty trap? Who would have guessed that you could make all the beauties around you live in peace? Work together! How did you do it?"

This…

Facing Zhuge Liang's question, Guan Suo smacked his lips, then pondered, "Perhaps, it's because I not only walked... walked that thing... but most importantly... I also walked with my heart..."

"That's right!" Zhuge Liang nodded slowly, "Nothing is difficult in this world as long as one is determined. If you put your heart into it, you can do something. I can do the same with my heart..."

As he spoke, he had already unfolded the book "Wu Zi's Art of War" and he even tried to analyze Cheng Yu's handwriting to Guan Suo.

"Such a calm and restrained handwriting!"

"It's really hard to imitate, but time is too tight. No matter what, I have to grasp the essence and habits of this handwriting tonight—"

At this moment, there was a light in Zhuge Liang's eyes, a kind of incomparably tenacious light.

He had already begun to slowly put down his pen, and he was extremely careful with every stroke, as if he was conquering a steep mountain, and it was imperative -

As Guan Suo watched Zhuge Liang writing and copying, he was filled with admiration.

For a moment, he had a feeling that his fourth brother and Zhuge Liang were completely different people.

Or maybe their wisdom is completely different...

It’s as if one of them is always on the light side, illuminating the world with sunshine;

The other is in the darkest place, using the most sinister conspiracy to guide this era.

...

...

Siege warfare has always been the most brutal from ancient times to the present, just like two gladiators stabbing each other, whoever can stab the last knife will be the final winner.

And because the offensive and defensive strengths are not equal in a siege war,...since ancient times, siege warfare has been extremely harsh on the attacker, requiring great determination and a strong mentality to resist the fear of death.

On the contrary, whether it is determination or psychology, these are the most tenacious characteristics and style of the Guan Family Army forged by Guan Yu.

"Boom boom boom——"

The sound of war drums resounded through the sky like thunder.

"Kill, push forward——"

"Ladder, ladder——"

"The first to reach the summit will be rewarded..."

Under the city of Chang'an, the Guan family army, as the attacking party, was coming like a surging tide, with unstoppable momentum.

The ladders were spread out like a giant dragon, and countless soldiers, agile and nimble, rushed up.

Their eyes are determined and their faces are filled with desire for victory. Every climb and every shout are filled with endless fighting spirit.

On the city wall, the Wei army soldiers defending the city were facing this wave of attacks that were like a tidal wave. They didn't know whether it was because of their own lack of manpower or because the opponent's commander's name "untouchable" was too powerful and majestic...

For a moment, an inexplicable fear surged in their hearts.

The Guan family army’s momentum was too strong, and the oppressive feeling... seemed to make even the air become heavy and stagnant.

"withstand…"

"Where are the stones? Where are the crossbow arrows?"

"They are coming, shoot, shoot--"

"what--"

The soldiers of the Wei army instinctively resisted these waves of attacks. Their hearts were beating wildly in their chests as if they were about to break through the restraints. Every breath became difficult, their voices trembled, and even the hands holding up the shields were shaking.

They were extremely frightened and terrified...

Under this growing sense of oppression, every Wei army soldier seemed to be shrouded in a haze. They looked at the enemy approaching on the ladders. At this moment, they did not want to fight, they just wanted to go home to find their mothers!

However, at this critical moment, when Chang'an City was almost on the verge of collapse, the commander Xiahou Zizang on the city wall waved his sword, led the troops, and rushed to the front with a shield, blocking the Guan family soldiers who were about to climb up, while shouting loudly: "Hold the position! For the sake of the Wei Dynasty, for the sake of glory, hold the position, never retreat, never retreat!"

It seemed that in the current situation, just a few words were not enough to arouse the fighting spirit of the Wei army soldiers.

The Guan family army, which seemed like a divine force sent from heaven, brought too much shock and terror to the Wei army defending the city.

"Those who fear the enemy will be killed--" Xiahou Zizang suddenly raised his sword and killed a Wei soldier who was still hesitating.

He shouted, "Supervisors, watch out, I'm at the front. Anyone who dares to retreat and tries to escape from this tower will be killed immediately, and I will do the same. Listen carefully—"

"promise!"

The unified shouts of the supervising soldiers instantly boosted the spirits of the defenders whose morale had fallen to the bottom.

Originally I wanted to escape, but now… the way to escape is blocked. I’m going to die anyway, so why not be brave? At least if I die like this, my family will get compensation!
Sure enough, inspired by Xiahou Zizang's shout, the soldiers of the Wei army regained their spirits. They held their weapons tightly and straightened their chests...

"Boom boom boom——"

As the war drums sounded again, the attackers continued to advance.

The defenders also rushed forward like crazy, and the battle was extremely fierce for a while.

...

Guan Yu, standing at the foot of the Chang'an city wall, opened and closed his phoenix eyes, holding the steel sword in his hand, and staring at Chang'an City with his eyes like a sharp blade.

The deputy general Zhao Lei beside him was embarrassed. He looked at the city and sighed: "I didn't expect that Chang'an City, with only 2,000 defenders, would be so tough..."

"You go--" Guan Yu instructed Zhao Lei directly.

"Yes!" Zhao Lei immediately took the order and led his troops to join the siege.

In fact, Guan Yu only chanted the two words "you go". In fact, after these two words, Guan Yu had other words to say, but he just didn't chant them out yet.

What he wanted to say next was: "If you, Zhao Lei, are not capable, Guan will personally go to the city first and break through—"

That’s right, ever since Guan Yu and his army crossed the Ziwu Valley to attack Chang’an, he no longer had any way to retreat!
All-out attack on the city——

unsuccessful--

Just die——

...

On this side, the battle in Chang'an City was in full swing and the fighting was particularly fierce.

On the other side, more than 12,000 Jingzhou soldiers led by Guan Ping also launched a general attack on Hanzhong City.

Zhong Yao, who was stationed in Hanzhong City, was a great calligrapher. No matter what situation he faced...he would remain calm even when the sky was falling.

Even when Cao and Yuan fought a decisive battle, he went to Chang'an on his own... and almost single-handedly stabilized the chaotic situation in Guanzhong.

But this time...he really couldn't hold it any longer.

"Mr. Zhong Si, it's bad. The Jingzhou army came from nowhere and suddenly attacked from the north gate..."

"Zhong Siqing, it's bad. The South Gate... The South Gate also has soldiers from Jingzhou suddenly rushing out. Brothers... Brothers were caught off guard. The gate has been captured and a counterattack is being organized."

"Mr. Zhong Si, it's bad... There are Di and Qiang people in the city working together from the inside and outside... There are fires in many places in the armory and arrow towers in the city..."

"Zhong Siqing, the enemy at the West Gate has already reached the top of the city wall. The West Gate needs support, needs support..."

Zhong Siqing, Zhong Siqing, Zhong Siqing...

At this time, Zhong Yao's head was buzzing and he was in a mess. He had too many, too many, too many questions, such as what did the Jingzhou soldiers come from nowhere, what did it mean to cooperate with the outside forces...

Fortunately, Zhong Yao was a great calligrapher and a cultured person, otherwise he would have really burst into swearing.

——"Please translate for me, what do you mean by the Jingzhou soldiers who came from nowhere? What do you mean by the internal and external cooperation?"

After a brief panic and astonishment, Zhong Yao still showed the calmness and composure that only a great calligrapher could have, and he remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis.

"What are you all standing there for? Go to the cities and defend them..."

"But all the city gates are calling for help!"

Following the words of a deputy general, Zhong Yao waved his hand and said, "There are only 3,000 soldiers stationed in Hanzhong? Do you need reinforcements everywhere? Where can we get reinforcements? Let each gate give up the idea of ​​reinforcements and hold on to their own..."

Having said this, Zhong Yao's eyes became more and more bright.

He further reminded, "Hanzhong is so close to Bashan. Even if we don't know how those Jingzhou soldiers sneaked into Hanzhong and launched a surprise attack on us, as long as we can hold on for half an hour, the king's army stationed in Bashan will be able to come to our rescue. What are you afraid of? Everyone, cheer up? If we defend Hanzhong, are you still afraid that the king will not reward us or give us huge wealth?"

Zhong Yao's voice became louder and louder, and in the end it was almost a roar.

But the roar had the desired effect.

The heritage and value of the great calligrapher were perfectly interpreted at this moment...

“No…No——”

"It's an order—"

The deputy generals received the order and walked out of the room and went to their respective posts. Those who had lost the gate would take it back, and those who climbed to the top of the city wall first would chop them down.

For a moment, the originally chaotic Hanzhong City miraculously stabilized.

call…

At this time, as all the lieutenants and bodyguards walked out of the room, Zhong Yao began to breathe heavily. He was nervous. How could he not be nervous?

But at a time like this, you have to go ahead with it.

Huh, another deep exhalation, he lifted up a broken stone tablet on the ground, and said lightly, "Old friend, you will protect me, like usual, right?"

Having said this, he placed the stone tablet on the table and bowed solemnly, as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

It seemed as if the ritual brought by this broken stone tablet could save him from danger every time.

After doing all this, Zhong Yao equipped his sword and walked out quickly. His personal guards were already waiting at the door.

Zhong Yao asked: "Which city gate is the most urgent?"

The guard replied: "The East Gate, the one attacking... the one attacking the East Gate seems to be... seems to be Guan Yu's son Guan Ping..."

"Where is Guan Yu? Have you seen him?" Zhong Yao asked hurriedly.
At this time, his pupils had dilated to the extreme. He thought again, if Guan Yu appeared in Hanzhong at this time, then... then the situation today would not be something that a calligrapher like him could reverse.

"I didn't see Guan Yu——"

Following the words of the personal guard, the stone that had been hanging high in Zhong Yao's heart finally fell to the ground.

"That's good...that's good..."

Zhong Yao groaned with relief, then lowered his head and hurried towards the east city gate to provide support.

But the moment he lowered his head, he felt something was wrong... It was the shadows. Yes, a sea of ​​shadows, but in broad daylight? How could there be any shadows?
Just when Zhong Yao was confused...

"Zhong...Zhongsi Qing...Qing...Qing..."

One of the guards spoke in a very stumbling tone.

Zhong Yao turned his head to look at him, only to see that he seemed to be stunned, and his eyes were staring straight up at the sky, as if there was something in the sky that frightened and terrified him to the extreme.

Zhong Yao couldn't help but raise his head and look up at the sky.

At this moment, he saw countless huge flying balls in the sky, floating slowly and landing slowly...

They landed on the streets, at the end of the alleys, and on the eaves of houses, and ladders made of hemp ropes were thrown down from them.

then…

Then countless Jingzhou soldiers slid down the hemp rope into the city and into every corner of Hanzhong City.

This scene is super…super, super…shocking!
Even Zhong Yao, who remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis, stumbled and fell to the ground.

"This is...this is..."

In his astonished voice, on his frightened face, subconsciously, he seemed to have an extremely strong idea.

——This Hanzhong City...

——I’m afraid we can’t defend Hanzhong City anymore!

The entire Hanzhong City was in a state of emergency, with balls flying everywhere and divine soldiers descending from the sky...

Zhong Yao couldn't help but ask himself.

This city? How can he defend it? How can he defend it?
Can anyone tell him? How the hell is he going to defend this fucking Hanzhong City?

At this moment, even Zhong Yao, a cultured man, couldn't help but swear in his heart.

...

…(End of chapter)