Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

    It rained on both sides of the Bian River. Qiu Yu hit Cao Cao's helmet and slipped down the iron, soaking the clothes on the back of his neck. He stared at the turbulent river in front of him, as if his pupils were dyed water black.

    "Report—" A pilgrim rolled over from the muddy water, his face hard to hide his resentment, "General, Xu Rong has poured another bin of grain into the water!"

    Cao Cao wiped the rain off his face: "Stand still."

    "General, if this goes on like this, even if we take down Ao Cang, there won't be much food left!"

& nbsp; If you are attacked, you will lose! Do you really think the arrows of the opposite Xiliang cavalry are a joke?"

    The general was angry, and the little general did not dare to speak any more.

    Cao Cao sheathed his sword and strode back to the camp. His voice was as unshakable as steel: "Stick to the camp and pay attention to drainage."

    There was a promise from behind.

    I entered the tent, and the baking fire dispelled the damp cold of autumn. Cao Cao took off his helmet, showing two tiredness on his face. In addition to the Xiahou brothers and the Cao brothers, there were also Bao Xin and Wei Zi in the main tent. These two are not old Yuzhou family members, but for some reason they fell in love with Cao Cao, a potential stock, and each brought thousands of people to vote. Even if he attacked alone with Cao Cao, he had no complaints.

      What did Zhonghua use, Xiang?"

    Cao Cao found a piece of dry straw and sat cross-legged. Cao Ren was the youngest and acted as a porter of nature, serving Cao Cao a small bowl of biscuit batter. Cao Cao directly took it up and drank it. The entrance was salty and sweet, and it exploded in the mouth with the taste of dairy products and unknown grains. But a small half bowl is full of satiety.

    "Cane sugar, milk for military rations? She really..."

    "Second brother's rations are good." Cao Ren has become a young fan of Cao Sheng, "Five carts of rations are enough for the army for a month."

    Cao Cao twitched, he wanted to change the subject. "Xu Rong is really a veteran."

    The atmosphere in the tent dropped instantly.

    Bao Xin knocked on the table with a heavy face: "I heard that when he went out to loot, he captured the prefect of Yingchuan alive and cooked and killed him. Now he has destroyed Ao Cang, which has been in the Han Dynasty for decades. Savings! Really worthy of the name of the brutality of the Xiliang Army."

    "The ferocity is ferocity, but it is indeed a veteran." Cao Cao said, "And the enemy's strength is no less than ours, and there is enough food and grass to wait for work, I am afraid this battle will be difficult."

    The two armies are separated by a river, how to fight this battle?

    Or, cross the river, just in front.

    Or, divide your troops to cross the river upstream and downstream, and bypass the enemy's rear.

    Of course, you can continue to confront endlessly. But Cao Cao wanted Ao Cang's food and couldn't wait; Xu Rong had to go back to block Sun Jian's troops who were about to invade Luoyang, and he couldn't wait either.

    The urgency made them unable to choose three, and their military literacy made them unable to choose one, so they had to choose two—cross the river elsewhere.

    Xu Rong laughed immediately: "Cao Amo, it seems that we thought of going together. I heard that you worked with Dong Xiangguo in Bingzhou when you were young, you might as well submit to me and enjoy the wealth of the Central Plains together. ."

    "Hahaha." Cao Cao laughed three times, "I was born in the Central Plains, if it is for the sake of prosperity and wealth, why should I spend all my wealth to send troops to attack Dong? A man is not only good wine and beauty, but also the righteousness of his family and country! Only little people don't understand this truth!"

    "The soldiers licked blood with their knives, not just for that little money. Ask the people behind you, do they want to die for righteousness, or do they want to support their families?"

    At this time, Cao Cao was very fortunate that most of the **** tigers and leopards he brought were his own.

      "The surprise attack is no longer possible. Everyone, the brave who meet in the narrow road wins, kill!"

    This small-scale contact, known later as the Battle of the Bian Shui, continued until dawn. The corpses of war horses and humans clogged the shallows, and blood dyed what was left of the river red. The troops from both sides in the lower reaches discovered the abnormality of the river water and rushed to the upper reaches to join the battle.

    This time, Cao Cao's troops gradually showed a decline because their average quality was lowered.

    "No...call...have to withdraw..." Cao Cao was exhausted. With the help of his soldiers, he avoided an attack from behind, and then slashed down a Xiliang soldier with his sword. His knife is the fourth batch of artificially crafted refined knives in the South Island. It can be said that it is the crystallization of the latest technology, but it is also a lot heavier to wield at this time. I don't know if the sword was dull, or if Cao Cao's hand sank.

    Whenever in a desperate situation, Cao Cao's mind turns very fast.

      It looks like a red tassel on it.

    Cao Cao hurriedly scratched the head, then stabbed it high, and shouted: "Xu Rong is dead, please surrender!"

    In the age of cold weapons, the importance of generals is extremely important to the army. Immediately, the soldiers of Xiliang had the intention to retreat, and the morale of Cao's army was greatly improved.

    Xu Rong probably flashed a "fuck" in his heart, and it was too late to fight when he got off the stand, so he quickly jumped back to the horse so that the soldiers could see him: "Xu Rong is here, don't listen to the wild dog. barking."

    Cao Cao didn't wait for him to finish, and then continued to shout: "The news just came that Sun Jian has entered Luoyang! Brothers, kill, don't let anyone take the first credit!"

    The personal soldiers next to Cao Cao are all his own people for more than ten years. Immediately someone shouted:

    "Luoyang is broken!"

    "Sun Jian has attacked Luoyang!"

    …

    There were so many people shouting that even Xu Rong felt a "squeak" in his heart. He was really afraid that Dong Zhuo would be copied. The three largest armies under Dong Zhuo's command, one went to Jizhou to fight the "Yellow Emperor", the other killed, burned, looted and looted in Luoyang City, and the rest were all here.

      If Sun Jian really broke through the southern barrier, I'm afraid Dong Zhuo would be cold.

    So he could only slowly close the team and retreat to the west bank of the river.

    Cao Cao lost too much and did not dare to chase.

    Under the intentional avoidance of both parties, they completely disengaged by the evening of the second day. At this time, Xiliang's army suffered more than a quarter of the battle losses, while Cao's army had less than half of it.

    "The soldiers are already very brave." After Cao Cao counted the heads, he sighed. He was able to fight with Xu Rong at first, but when the militiamen joined in, it had a serious impact. combat atmosphere. There were countless people who ran away, scared silly, and pretended to be dead.

    There are 10,000 people missing now, and I don’t know how many are deserters and how many are dead ghosts.

    Xiahou Dun was very angry: "At a critical time, our own cavalry can be trusted! Poor these elite soldiers are dragged down, only two thousand of five thousand iron armor remain!"

    These words made Bowen and Weiz embarrassed.

    "The two were not military generals at first, and these villagers also came to join in temporarily. It is already a good situation to fight with the Xiliang army, which has experienced many battles." Cao Cao quickly comforted, " It is also Xiangyong, but Dian Wei is very brave. I saw him beheading dozens of people, and his bravery is unstoppable. And the one who gave me a partial head just now is also wearing Xiangyong's armor. You, yes, it is you, Come here, what's your name?"

    The one who ran over was a large young man with flat facial features and a bold chivalrous look in his eyebrows: "Brother, I am a member of the Cao clan in Qiao County, my name is Cao Hong."

    Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, then moved: "Fortunate in the family. Are you from the uncle's line, or the third and fourth uncles?"

    Cao Hong scratched his head embarrassedly, but did not speak.

      But who is Cao Cao, no matter what his background, if he is brave and meritorious, he will dare to be promoted.

    "Good brother," Cao Cao patted Cao Hong on the shoulder, "Thanks to you this time, I will hang out with eldest brother in the future."

    Cao Hong secretly red eyes: "No."

    He is in his early days here. Although they were no match for the Xiahou brothers and Cao Ren in terms of closeness, they had the opportunity to fight for their future with their own hands.

      However, he waited in the woods near Aocang for three days, and he didn't see Xu Rong's troops coming back to beat him.

    Cao Cao punched in the palm of his hand: "Not good! I'm afraid that Sun Jian really scored Luoyang! Quickly spread the word Suanzao, I'll go to help Sun Wentai first!"

    At this time, Luoyang had already ignited the first wisp of black smoke.

    Dong Zhuo stood on the carriage full of gold and silver jewelry, and threw down the torches and ignited the oil-soaked Suzaku Gate. "Let's go! Bring the emperor, the people and the money and food, and let's go back to Chang'an. As long as Luo Yang is free, those Kwantung troops will form a group themselves!"

    The Xiliang army, like a wolf like a tiger, beat the officials and people with whips and forced them to go on the road. If anyone refused to go, or brought much money, he was killed by the way. The smell of blood lingered.

    Little Emperor Liu Xie was still a kindergarten doll, but he also knew that his home was burned down and his people were killed. He huddled on the deck, looking up at Dong Zhuo with fear and hatred.

    "Hahaha." Dong Zhuo rubbed the little emperor's head roughly, "What's this worth? You are the emperor, and you will be dressed in brocade and jade when you arrive in Chang'an."

    Liu Xie turned his head away without speaking. The carriage he was riding in had red ruts, and I don't know whose blood was on it.

    "Before I leave, I will go to Mang and Mangshan to say goodbye to the tomb of the emperor." Liu Xie finally said what Cai Yong taught him.

    Dong Zhuo laughed again: "The emperor has filial piety, so it happens that I am going too."

    The funerary objects in the imperial mausoleum have been his eyes for a long time. The original mausoleum of Emperor Guangwu, the mausoleum of Emperor Andi, the mausoleum of Emperor Chong, and the mausoleum of Emperor Lingwen are all on Beimang Mountain. That's all, Emperor Ling was Liu Xie's biological father, and Emperor Guangwu was the founder of the Eastern Han Dynasty. It was necessary for those civil and military officials to cry at the grave.

    The royalists are not happy, so Dong Zhuo is happy; stealing the imperial mausoleum in front of them is even more satisfying for his perverted pleasure. But what he didn't know was that one of these weak officials, Xun Shuang, was about to attract a ghost from a thousand years later.

    "Although I have left temporarily, if Duke Ciming is in trouble, I will definitely come back. Please don't block me out." The girl's voice seemed to travel through fifteen years. , resounding like a death knell in the vast night sky of Luoyang City.