Xiang Yu fights the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 43
It's autumn, the north wind is blowing, the branches and leaves are turning yellow, and the eyes are full of bleakness.

Standing on the hillside, Xiang Yu looked far away and had a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery. In the distance, there was a big winding river called the Wei River, and on it was a small river called the Thousand River. At the junction of the two rivers was a city called the Qianhe River. Chen Cang.

The terrain around Chencang is complex. It is connected to Taibai Mountain, the remnant of the Qinling Mountains in the south, the Weihe River Graben Valley near Chencangcheng, and the platform area inserted by the Longxi twist structure in the northwest. Reasonable use of the terrain can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Xiang Yu also observed Terrain, while planning the attack route in his mind.

The sky was getting late, and I didn't realize that the sun was setting, leaving a smear of red sun at the junction of the sky and the earth. Xiang Yu stood there for a long time without saying a word.

"General Xiang, what are you thinking?"

Xiang Yu turned his head and saw that it was the lieutenant beside him who was speaking. After thinking for a while, Xiang Yu replied: "It's nothing, I just saw the setting sun and recalled some old things."

"Oh, I didn't expect General Xiang to be so sad at such a young age." The lieutenant general also turned his gaze to the afterglow of the setting sun that was about to completely dissipate. "The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk!"

Xiang Yu couldn't help frowning slightly after hearing this. "I didn't expect you to be quite culturally accomplished and able to say such poetic words."

"It's just that I read some loose books when I was young. I don't know much about it. I really envy General Xiang. At such a young age, he can not only possess extraordinary martial arts skills, but also be able to distinguish rewards and punishments, and be proficient in the strategy of marching. I was thinking, who did General Xiang learn from?" The adjutant said.

Originally, Xiang Yu opened his mouth to say that he inherited the ancestral skills of the Xiang family, but suddenly remembered that his uncle Xiang Yan had been away from him for more than four hundred years. "I just obey the way of heaven."

After Xiang Yu finished speaking, he didn't say anything else, he just asked the adjutant to order all the soldiers to rest early, and the whole army will start marching before dawn.

Although the adjutant still had a lot of doubts in his heart, seeing that Xiang Yu was unwilling to elaborate, he took the order and retreated knowingly.

Xiang Yu sighed deeply, and whispered to himself in the distance where the sun was setting. "The way of heaven is hard to violate. Even if it is as powerful and brilliant as the sun, there are times when the sun rises and sets, there are also days when it is covered by dark clouds and smog, and there are seasons of terma in autumn and winter."

Xiang Yu's sigh is actually lamenting his past life experience. Even if he was invincible like him at that time, and his light was as dazzling as the sun, there will still be times when he will go downhill. When he was down, he couldn't bear to go back to Jiangdong and wait for the opportunity to make a comeback, just like he couldn't bear the long darkness that would usher after the sun set.

But now after hundreds of years of experience, Xiang Yu finally understands a truth, whether it is sunrise or sunset, or the ups and downs of life, they are all part of the way of heaven. It is also necessary to bear the pain of underestimating the disappointment, and to bear the trough is like the sun after a long night, autumn and winter, and finally rises again and returns to the earth in spring.

It's just that for Xiang Yu, this dark night lasted a little too long, for more than four hundred years, and now he has the opportunity to rise slowly like the morning sun again.

Before the ugliness was over in the middle of the night, Xiang Yu woke up all the soldiers from their sleep and ordered the whole army to prepare quickly. Xiang Yu asked all the soldiers in the flickering firelight in the dark night: "Why do you join the army? For the country? For the family ? For myself? For the world?"

The soldiers were all well equipped, and they all stood on the mountain road. Xiang Yu stood in the center, his voice loud and clear. "It's both, and it's not! Just to survive, the Qiang people rebelled today. Han Sui and others took advantage of the situation to conspire with the bandits, led a large army to suppress the border, looted wantonly, clean up the bad things, threatened Sanfu, and the officers and troops retreated steadily. Why? Also? His heart is not strong enough, his ambition is not strong enough, today is the time for our generation to make achievements, let me see your courage and courage!"

After Xiang Yu finished speaking, he heard the soldiers around shouting in unison: "Kill the enemy and serve the country, make meritorious deeds!" The momentum was amazing.

Seeing that his words had an effect, Xiang Yu got on his horse first and ordered two thousand soldiers to descend the mountain under the starry night.

Xiang Yu took the lead, riding the black steed Benlei that Dong Zhuo had given him, and ran in the forefront. In the dark night, two thousand army horses came down the mountain like a tiger, and rushed straight towards Chen Cangcheng.

Chencang City is located at the other end of the Weihe River, and there is a wooden bridge over the river. On weekdays, Han Sui did not station heavy troops on the bridge. Even if there were heavy troops guarding them, he would not have the slightest resistance against the elite cavalry led by Xiang Yu in the dark night. of power.

Xiang Yu swung his whip, raised his thunder gun and pierced the chest of a Qiang soldier guarding the bridge. Blood gushed out from the huge hole in his chest to the front and back. The soldier's head was chopped off in half.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the soldiers guarding the bridge hurriedly prepared to rush to the nearby beacon tower to light the fire to notify the garrison in Chen Cang City. He was directly stabbed and flew several meters away, a large mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth, his body twitched for a few times and then stopped moving.

The rest of the defenders were frightened out of their wits, how could they dare to resist, they just threw away their helmets and armor, and fled in embarrassment. Xiang Yu occupied the Weihe wooden bridge, and ordered people to take over the nearby beacon tower to prevent the defenders from taking the opportunity to light the beacon fire. tower.

But Xiang Yu continued to lead the whole army to continue towards Chencang City. When he arrived outside Chencang City, Xiang Yu found that there were also some Qiang and Han mixed rebels stationed outside the city. Mainly Han people.

The initial rebellion was led by the Qiang people, but with the joining of Bian Zhang, Han Sui and other Han frontier officials who even became the leaders of the rebel army, more and more Han people in Xiliang also joined the rebellion. Many ancestors have lived in the borderlands between Qiang and Han, so many of them are of Han and Qiang mixed blood. Coupled with hundreds of years of cultural collision and fusion, these Han people are very similar to Qiang people in terms of lifestyle and personality, so As the size of the rebel army grew, more and more people joined the rebel army.

In fact, it cannot be completely blamed on these Han rebels for being unpatriotic. After all, the climate has been abnormal these years, the living environment has become worse, the emperor is incompetent, and the eunuchs' relatives and local powerful gentry have exploited and oppressed ordinary people layer by layer. Qin Chai was even worse than Tyranny in some aspects, so by the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, rebellions were happening all over the country, and the rebellion itself had a contagious effect like an infectious disease, making more and more ordinary people who could not survive Do not choose to join the rebellion.

Of course, in order to be able to quell these local rebellions, the emperor can only delegate the power of army recruitment and jurisdiction to local tyrants. Even if these rebellions are suppressed in the end, the central government basically loses direct control over local tycoons and warlords. Power has also been emptied step by step, and gradually reduced to a puppet.

(End of this chapter)