Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 1728 The unreasonable Cao Cao

  The sound of the wind is all around my ears, snoring, like a beast is panting all the time.

   And it's a man-eating beast.

  The banners above the city tower rolled up for a while, and unfolded for a while, like a beast stretching its waist secretly in the grass, moving its hands and feet, preparing to show the most primitive desire on the flesh and blood in front of it.

  Although Yuan Shang didn't understand what the judge was going to do, Yuan Shang didn't have any ideas, so he could only watch the judge, whose face suddenly flushed, call a few military lords and order something.

   Actually, being the protagonist may not be so comfortable...

Over the past few days, after Yuan Shang gradually took over the shaving booth left by Yuan Shao, he also gradually understood that this seemingly incomparably beautiful seat is actually made of gilded thorns, which looks very beautiful, but It's a bit annoying to sit on.

   Well, not a few, but a lot.

  Yuan Shang’s mother, Mrs. Liu, although she said that domestic struggles are not a problem, but she has no experience in foreign military affairs, and is even worse than an ordinary official. As for Yuan Shang, she will be better than Mrs. Liu, but the good is limited.

  Limited experience caused Yuan Shang to have no understanding of the current trial and assignment actions. When the trial and assignment was in a tight schedule, Yuan Shao even had the mood to look up at the sky.

The sun shines through the clouds, and when it falls on the ground, it looks bright and dark. Standing on the tower, the people in the distance are like ants, small and humble, as if they can be crushed by stretching out their hands. A large number of people died.

  After a short trial and assignment, the task was assigned, and when he arrived in front of Yuan Shang, he cupped his hands and said, "My lord, please give me an order!"

   "Zhengnan just let go and do what he wants!" Yuan Shang didn't understand anyway, because he succeeded in defending the city for the first time, and he had a little more trust in the trial and allocation, so he said it very simply.

  The reviewer nodded, then turned around, looked around for a while, then lifted up his big sleeves, and shouted: "Beat the drum! Put down the suspension bridge!"

  The sound of rumbling drums suddenly soared into the sky, shaking the floating dust on the battlements of the gate tower to fall down. The suspension bridge creaked and began to fall down a little bit. Along with the sound of the drum, there was also the sound of soldiers shouting in the city, sandwiched between the sound of the drum, the murderous aura was transpiring.

   "Here, is this going to attack?" Yuan Shang was a little surprised. Didn't he just say that there was an ambush outside the city? If so, why should he attack?

  The examiner stroked his beard, raised his chin slightly, as if pointing to the outside of the city, "Young master, just wait and see!"

After hearing the roar of war drums in Yecheng, the civilian soldiers who were digging trenches outside the city dispersed in an uproar like scalded insects, and dropped their wooden shovels, iron picks and other tools one after another. After running away, even some vehicles dragging timber were overturned, and some horses rolled over on the ground. No one untied them for a while, so they could only struggle and whine on the ground.

  The Suspension Bridge of Yecheng fell on the ground, and a group of Yuan soldiers rushed out from the city gate with clamor, and spread out along the moat to both sides, as if preparing to deploy an array.

  West Mountain, as if echoing with the sound of drums in Yecheng, a cloud of smoke and dust suddenly rose, and some faint figures of soldiers came towards the gate of Yecheng...

  The sound of the drums was louder, but Yuan's army column, which was about to start, seemed to have been pushed backwards. Instead of rushing forward, they regrouped, retreated to the suspension bridge, and retreated into the city.

  The gate of Yecheng closed with a bang, and the suspension bridge rose again amidst creaking sounds.

  Although some of the soldiers and horses rushing out from the west mountain were relatively fast, they almost rushed to the edge of the suspension bridge with their front and rear feet, but they were shot by the archers on the top of the city, and they retreated immediately. The general who led the army knew that the strategy to seize the city had failed, so he could only shout and gather his soldiers and retreat slowly.

  Yuan Shang laughed loudly, pointing to those soldiers and horses who were in ambush in the west mountain in a somewhat embarrassing state, "Waiting for you bastards! Such a shallow plan, but also want to make money!"

  The Yuan soldiers on the city wall also laughed together, full of joy...

The examiner smiled, stroked his beard, and said: "A mere strategy for ambush is broken like a palm! If he digs a trench, he will be empty-handed, and if he escapes, he will not chase him. When he is tired, he will burn him in one fell swoop!" "

   "With Zhengnan here, there is nothing to worry about!" Yuan Shang also said with a smile, "Zhengnan has insight into the slightest, and he has great insights and long-term plans. He is really the pillar of the country!"

  The judge cupped his hands and was humbled, but obviously he was still in a good mood. He laughed with Yuan Shang, and seemed to be full of confidence in the future victory.

  …╰(*︶`*)╯(=)…

  Cao Pi and Cao Cao hid their banners and went to the surrounding area of ​​Yecheng, hiding behind Yuan Tan and Xia Houyuan's troops.

After a long journey, Cao Pi felt that he should be somewhat immune to noise, sweat and blood, but when he woke up in the morning, he heard the noise coming from the gate and smelled the strong smell of blood. I don't feel very well, I feel a little irritable.

Finally, last night, I had the opportunity to clean the loess all over my head and body, and then changed into a clean shirt. Cao Pi immediately felt comfortable, lying on the fur, and fell asleep within a few breaths. It seemed that he just closed his eyes. After staring at it for a moment, he was woken up by the continuous screams at the gate.

   Numbness can save a lot of pain and discomfort, just like those civilian men near the camp.

  The life of the soldiers, although messy, is generally considered relatively good. As for the civilian husbands who are temporarily forced to come, the situation is naturally even worse.

  Grass and shrubs are often the homes and beds of these peasants. The smell of sweat is the most normal smell, and even lice and fleas are minor problems. These peasants have disheveled hair, filthy faces, dull eyes, and numb expressions, either sitting or lying down, only some are scratching fleas and lice on their bodies, or picking blood blisters on their stinky feet. The muddy ones can more or less prove that these peasants still have breath. Those who have no expression at all, lying motionless on the ground, are more like a stinking corpse than a living person.

Those who can't adapt will naturally want to flee, but their escape was already expected by the soldiers, and even the seemingly lax defense last night was nothing more than a deliberate act to catch these dozen or so to scare others. .

  At the gate of the camp, there was the crackling of the leather whip, accompanied by increasingly weak screams and swearing and rude words.

The fugitives who were captured are now being **** in front of the gate of the camp one by one, being hung and whipped by the soldiers. The blood from the whips splashed everywhere, and fell in spots on the ground in front of the gate, on the flag, and even on the surrounding area. On the soldiers.

  These civilian husbands will be tied up, hung, and then wailed until they die, and even if they die, they will still be hung, like a piece of salted fish and bacon, displayed high. These peasants who were eager to escape seemed to be trapped in a swamp. The more they struggled upwards and longed for the sun, the deeper they sank, and the faster and more painfully they died.

Cao Pi, dressed in a brocade robe, glanced at the howling peasants at the gate, frowned slightly, took the green salt handed over by the guards and painted his teeth, then bit the willow branch, and said vaguely, " Can't you give them a good time? Early in the morning, it's really noisy..."

   "My lord doesn't know something," Cao Pi's guards approached and said, "If you don't do this, these **** won't be afraid... If they die too easily, they won't be cured..."

  Cao Pi took a sip of the water, then pouted, "I know... I just disturbed my dream... Oh, forget it..."

The guard smiled, and said: "The time for mao has passed... If the young master sleeps again, the young one should be punished..." Although Cao Pi is younger, he doesn't have to participate in the mooting like an ordinary general, but it is impossible Lie high in the army.

  Cao Pi shook his robe, and sighed somewhat disappointedly.

  War, dirty, smelly, bloody, bad-smelling, mosquitoes, flies, lice, fleas, no wine, no music, no Maggie, no beauties, no meaning at all.

   Isn't fighting a thing like killing people?

  Who can command more, whether it is by rewarding titles, or by **** methods like ants at the gate of the camp, anyway, whichever side has more people, doesn’t it mean that they have the upper hand and victory is at hand?

  Advance, charge, retreat, train soldiers, and then let these soldiers follow the general's orders, isn't that what a battle formation is all about?

  The so-called strategy is nothing more than whoever can make himself die less and make the enemy die more, whoever wins.

  It's that simple, what's so difficult?

  Father Cao Cao insisted on letting himself follow and learn, isn’t that the same thing? What's so interesting about seeing dead people, stumps, intestines rolling all over the ground, and **** bodies crawling up every day?

  Marching, setting up the formation, and planning, isn't it enough to let your subordinates do these things? A soldier is a general, and a general is a commander. One only needs to know how to be a general, isn't it enough? Why do you have to watch and listen to this every day?

   is really unreasonable.

Of course, Cao Pi didn't dare to really reason about it. Whenever he saw Cao Cao frown, his calves would tremble, let alone talk back to Cao Cao. A complaint can only be a constant tumbling in the stomach, and it will eventually turn into a sigh or a fart according to the specific situation...

  But God is often like this, it will force you the least favorite thing, and then hide aside and laugh.

  The voice that Cao Pi least wanted to hear was another voice from the sidelines: "I have seen you, sir! Please, Sikong!"

  The guard standing aside hurriedly stuffed Cao Pi with a piece of pancake secretly by pretending to straighten Cao Pi's sleeves, and then showed a flattering smile at Dian Wei.

Dian Wei's eyes moved slightly, and he looked up and walked ahead, pretending not to see anything, and he didn't seem to hear the sound of Cao Pi lowering his head like a hamster and hiding his face behind his sleeve, biting and swallowing. Cao Cao slowed down a little before the big tent, so that Cao Pi had time to tidy up, and then he strode forward and reported loudly.

  Cao Pi lowered his head and entered the big tent, his eyes went dark, and it took two or three breaths before he got used to the relatively dim light in the big tent. The air in the big tent was very turbid, full of the smell of burning pine oil torches for a long time, and some mixed smells that were difficult to distinguish, which made Cao Pi cough twice, but saw his father Cao Cao throwing it He quickly suppressed his gaze, and then stepped forward to salute.

  Cao Cao's sharp eyes fell on the corners of Cao Pi's mouth and some fine foam on his sleeves, and he frowned slightly. "As a general, you should know the joys and sorrows of soldiers, so that you can win the hearts of soldiers and drive them. Do you understand?"

  Cao Pi nodded quickly, "Thank you, Father, for your guidance, my child understands."

  Cao Cao was furious, "What do you understand?"

   "Being a general knows how hard the soldiers are..." Cao Pi replied cautiously.

   "Beautiful clothes and fine food, sleeping high and sleeping soundly, so you understand? So you understand the joys and sorrows of soldiers?!" Cao Cao scolded.

  Cao Pi shivered for a moment, quickly bowed down, and then said that the child was guilty, but he felt a little dissatisfied in his heart, didn't he just change into clean clothes and go to bed late, what's the fuss about, it's simply unreasonable

  Cao Ren smoothed things over and said, "The teenager is lethargic and grows up. It's not a big bad thing...Be careful next time, be careful next time..."

Cao Cao snorted coldly, "For Zixiao's sake, let me spare this time! Get up! After you go back, change the brocade robe! Next time, you will be punished severely! Do you know!?" Of course Cao Cao also Knowing that children are sleepy, he let Cao Pi do it without asking him to do it. Unexpectedly, Cao Pi fell asleep so late that he didn't even have time to eat his breakfast, which made Cao Cao somewhat dissatisfied.

  Cao Pi hurriedly responded, and then thanked Cao Ren.

  Cao Ren waved his hand with a smile,

   "Shenzhengnan really deserves his reputation..." Cao Cao waited for Cao Pi to sit down, and then said slowly, "He has seen through the strategy of luring the enemy, so we should use the strategy of exhaustion..."

  Cao Pi pricked up his ears and listened carefully. Only at this time did he know what changes had taken place under the city of Ye in front of him.

After the judges lured out the ambush soldiers, they beat the drums every now and then, and even sent soldiers out to walk around the city gate, and retreated when Cao Cao's soldiers and horses rushed over. No soldiers were seen. Immediately, he stepped forward to kill some civilian men who were digging trenches, and frantically tested near the red line, which made Xia Houyuan in front of him a little at a loss.

   Sure enough, Cao Cao's question was thrown over after he finished speaking, "Pi'er, what can you do to deal with it?"

  Although Cao Pi complained wildly in his heart, under Cao Cao's gaze, he still had to honestly think about countermeasures. After a while, he tentatively said: "Since this is the case, since there is a strategy to exhaust the army, why not exhaust the army?"

  (end of this chapter)