Spring and Autumn I Am King

ps: This chapter was made up from yesterday. By the way, I despised a certain "reader". Yesterday, I was the best man but ran away halfway. As a result, it was July's turn to top the tank. I drank a lot of wine for the bridegroom, and the update was delayed... afternoon and evening. Each has a chapter

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A year ago, Sanhuan was absent from the Qi-Zhao battle on the west bank of Onoze because of the practice of self-protection and foreign warfare, so they never saw with their own eyes what it was like to have thousands of people chasing tens of thousands of people. But today, the three nobles felt the pain in the heart of Qihou at that time. △￠, x.

Shusun Zhouqiu never dreamed of it. Originally, Ji Sunsi promised to attack halfway through and cut Zhao Wuxi's army into two sections. In the end, it turned into the army of Sanhuan and the doctors all collapsed, just because of a simple The order to retreat was because someone in the formation shouted that Sanhuan was defeated.

When the flank ambushes appeared, the boats in the river were crumbling, and thousands of crossbows were fired, Shusun Zhouqiu knew that he might have lost. Sure enough, the people he temporarily recruited hardly resisted, some ran away, and more surrendered, shouting for mercy!

Shusun Zhouqiu no longer tried to restrain his subordinates, regardless of whether he was cowardly and incompetent in the eyes of the doctors, he just wanted to escape...

To the west is the Jishui River, to the south is Dayezawa, and to the north are thousands of soldiers from the Zhao clan who had come to cover up, so Sanhuan could only run east. Hei, Hei, and Qufu are all to the east. As long as he can hide behind the tall walls of the city, Shusun Zhouqiu will be able to shiver for a while.

However, the house leaked because of the overnight rain. When hundreds of chariots scrambled to escape, the long wheel hubs that were supposed to break the bones of the enemy soldiers turned into sharp weapons for causing traffic accidents. In the chaos, Shusun Zhouqiu's car ran after another car, and the speeding horse broke free. The car rolled over, and the chariot flew out. When he hit the ground, his scalp bleeds, and Shusun Zhouqiu was also crushed under a wheel. Can't move.

"Come and help me..."

His face was pale, and he stretched out his hand to the passing chariots, horses and infantry, but no one paid attention to him. The soldiers were defeated like a mountain. To take care of Shusun Zhou's feud. It's also the fault of the Shusun clan that withered and lost almost all of their territory because of Hou Cun's rebellion. The people inside were suspicious, and at this time, there was no loyal retainer to save the state.

In this way, he could only stare and watch the chaotic Sanhuan army flee, and the Zhao soldiers in an orderly array in the rear trot approaching.

Fortunately, according to the practice of the State of Lu and the feudal lords, in the war, as long as the lords do not meet the arrows, they are basically safe. Needless to say, if you win the battle, those who lose will surrender their dignity and get the treatment they deserve.

In Shusun state hatred. Those who need to be slaughtered on the battlefield are lowly traitorous officials like Yang Hu, heroic heroes like Robber Zhi, and thousands of apprentices with no status and no status...

As for himself, he was born in Zhongming Dingshi's house. With a high status, Zhao Wuxi, as a gentleman, should know the rules of the war game of the gentleman. You will definitely treat yourself well.

So in the hustle and bustle, he saw Zhao Bing coming towards him. He tried his best to shout loudly: "I am the great Sima of the State of Lu, and I am willing to surrender to Zhao Sikou. Come and save me!" The voice became so small that he could barely hear himself. He forced himself to stand up from the ground. Let people see their clothes.

He saw a flat-nosed warrior with no armor and only clothed in cloth. Hearing the voice, he looked around, his eyes lit up when he saw the crown dressed as a gentleman, and he trotted over.

"Are you really a big Sima?"

"Exactly." Shusun Zhouqiu looked at the little apprentice in front of him who was not even qualified to wear armor, and raised his head proudly: "Rescue me and take me to see Zhao Xiaosikou, there will be a great reward!"

The so-called heavy reward is nothing more than a few acres of food fields. It is so simple to send these farmers who will only devote themselves to farming, while the nobles only need to close their eyes and wait for the contribution after the harvest.

The disciple stupidly agreed: "Wei."

The apprentice had a bit of strength to lift the car away, and then extended a friendly hand to him.

"Catch me now, Da Sima, and I'll pull you up."

On the one-sided and noisy battlefield, the disciple stood beside Che Yu and stretched out a hand. Although he did not wear armor, he had a dense number of bronze medals hanging on his cloth. Uncle Sun Zhouqiu had heard of it. This was a medal awarded by the Zhao clan after his military service. Two short swords.

Shusun Zhou Qiu’s leg hurts terribly, he can’t care about it, he reaches out. It wasn't until the moment when his fingers touched in the air that he felt a trace of unease... This **** held out his left hand.

And he was holding a halberd in his right hand!

Shusun Zhouqiu wanted to withdraw his hand to avoid it, and it was too late for him to escape.

It was too late to speak, and the tip of the halberd slid under his eyes, a cold touch, followed by a severe pain in his neck, his throat was full of blood, he was so choked that he could not speak, and then rolled his eyes and died. .

After the apprentice finished his work, he scoured the jade pendant and gold decorations on Shusun Zhouqiu's body, and then kicked him over in contempt. He spat and said happily:

"Si Kou secretly instructed that when he sees his uncle, he will kill him without mercy. Who would have thought that Tian Ben would meet him. Nai Gong has done a lot of meritorious service and violated military regulations a lot. Now he is just a small **** commander, can he be promoted to the brigade? Handsome, it depends on your head!"

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When it was almost evening, the battle was coming to an end. Perhaps it should not be called a battle, but a one-sided oppression.

"It's really boring..." Liu Xiazhi was squatting on the bank and scratching at the blood-stained withered grass, not even interested in chasing.

The boat masters led by Daozhi and Xu Cheng are going down the river from Dayozawa. In the past few months, Zhao Wuxi has used the old foundation of Daozhi's family and robbery to let Xu Cheng build a few new boats, the Xilu boat. The teacher gradually takes shape. This time, he let the Armored Crossbowmen board the ship to fight and disembark to pursue them. Anyway, the enemy army would not be able to take a step further. This kind of amphibious tactic caught people off guard and scare away the soldiers of the elite Ji and Meng in the enemy army, and they should take the lead.

The thousands of people from the north were the main force of the military soldiers. They returned to Yuncheng under the leadership of Zhao Wuxi, and then Huhui, Yu Xi and others went north to Taoqiu and Xuju. On the one hand, they controlled important cities and towns. Xu sentence, beware of the interference of Qi people, on the other hand, it is a surprise soldier on the flank.

Ran Qiu was asked to be stationed on the spot, and Zhao Wuxi didn't want to force him to be enemies with his teacher and fellow students.

At this time, the results of the battle were sent back one after another to the middle wing of the ship that served as the command center in the Jishui River.

"It's a pity that Sun Zhou, the great uncle of Sima, died in the chaos of the army." Zhao Wuxi waved his hand to let the messenger step down.

After Shusun Zhouqiu died, the shortest mountain in the Three Huan collapsed, which was extremely beneficial to the post-war pattern envisaged by Zhao Wuxi.

And after hearing this news, Kong Qiu's already ashen face turned a little darker.

He Zhang Taixi said: "Although Da Sima is unbearable, he can be regarded as a defender. Who would have expected that he would die on the battlefield, and the heirs of Shu Ya, Shusun Muzi, Shusun Zhaozi, and Shusun Chengzi would be dead? "

Zhao Wuxi said, "Wasn't it the best end for a martial artist? I will bury him thickly."

Confucius couldn't do anything right now, he could only condemn what he was good at, so he said meaningfully: "I don't believe that Xiao Sikou only prepared a set of coffins."

"It's really more than that." Zhao Wuxi smiled harmlessly: "The arrows in the battle have no eyes, and accidents always happen. If you don't prepare in advance, if you neglect the corpse in a hurry, it's my fault."

A cold glow appeared in Confucius' eyes. He pointed to the dense number of soldiers on the other side of the river, and he had a look of embarrassment. He asked the doctors who couldn't help begging for mercy in the middle of the ship, "I want to come to Da Sima to be the first to die. Si Kou, are you planning to drive out all the three ministers and all the doctors on the east bank of the Jishui River?"

Zhao Wuxi shook his head: "Master misunderstood me, I am not a butcher, I can kill and live..."

He was right in what he said. Sanhuan and the doctors of the state of Lu were in turmoil. During their escape, they trampled on each other and killed and injured countless people. However, except for a few mortal figures named by Zhao Wuxi, Zhao Bing did not act ruthlessly against the doctors and scholars, and all those who were willing to surrender were escorted to the Jishui and squatted.

Zhao Wuxi was no longer the first brother on the battlefield when he saw blood. Even though his eyes were red, he was still very calm.

If it is beneficial to kill, then kill; if it is not beneficial, then do not kill. If you kill one person, all the people will be happy, and you will kill it; if you kill one person, if the whole country is angry, you will not kill it.

As an outsider, he was already repelled by the Lu people. If he played a needless murderer, he would inevitably lead to dissatisfaction. For relatives and friends, for blood relatives, and for revenge for the master, the atmosphere has sprouted in the Central Plains... This is also not conducive to the arrangements after the war.

The war is just a continuation of politics. The purpose of this war is to defeat Sanhuan and conquer the doctors of Lu. Wanton killing can bring fear and deterrence, but it can also make you lose your heart forever.

Before gaining a firm footing, people's backsliding is indeed a determining factor in political life.

The downfall of Yanghu was just yesterday. The past is overturned, and the future is a lesson. In control of the government of a country, one must walk on thin ice like walking into the abyss, be cautious, and not kill for a momentary complacency.

What's more, this is still the end of the aristocratic era~www.readwn.com~ If you want to make a name for yourself in the world and gain prestige, you can't do it without being elegant.

What Zhao Wuxi wants to do is to wear a crown, not an upstart who wears a crown. He not only wants to be "real", but also to match the name and reality.

So he said to Confucius indifferently: "If Gou can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more people?"

These words are simple and easy to understand. Confucius understood it, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Why do you kill more people? It seems that Xiao Sikou also understands, but this invasion of the mausoleum..."

Zhao Wuchen said confidently: "Yes, in fact, I also support the fall of the capital. If the master can tell the truth, it will be fine for me to demolish the outer palace of Yuncheng. But Sanhuan wants more than me. Abandoning the military equipment, they still want to invade my territory, and then they can unscrupulously join the Qi Kingdom. In short, what happened today is that Sanhuan forced the door, and I was forced to fight back!"

Confucius was stunned, staring at the unfamiliar Zhao gentleman and said: "Si Kou and Zheng Huan are really similar, Huan is not a subject to the emperor, he has invaded the royal land, has not been courting for many years, and even claimed to be innocent when he was attacked by Zhou Huan, but this cannot be changed. The fact that he shot the king's shoulder with an arrow at Zonge violated his duty. Would anyone believe that Si Kou is so confused between black and white?" (To be continued.)

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