Three Kingdoms.

Chapter 3391 Qu

After hearing the news of the arrival of the Hussars, Liu Fu let out a breath, unable to hold on any longer, and fell down softly. Before falling, he closed his eyes with relief.

Liu Fu was quickly carried into the main room by Han Gun and called the guards to rescue Liu Fu quickly.

Lei Zhong climbed up the half-collapsed wall. He heard the bronze whistle of the Hussars and the thunderous drums from Beidaokou, from the flanks of Gubeikou, and even from the entire sky and earth. , are all ringing, echoing each other.

In the distance to the north, thousands of torches seemed to be lit, as if all the stars in the sky were pulled into the mountains and rivers here. Under the beating of those fire points, there must be fully armed hussars!

There must be a tricolor war flag flying high!

Cao Chun and others stopped all movements, they were stunned.

They couldn't believe what they were seeing. They didn't understand how the Hussar reinforcements suddenly appeared here, and how they broke through Beidaokou?

Aren't there still some residual fires burning at Beidaokou?

Aren't there still some Cao troops on duty?

Why?

Cao Chun stood blankly, letting the guards around him shout something and turned a deaf ear.

Falling short of success.

Cao Chun didn't know why these four words were left in his heart.

At that moment, Cao Chun wanted to fight these hussars, but when his blood surged and retreated a little, he clearly knew that if all Cao Jun's soldiers were exhausted here, even if he defeated Zhang He What's the point?

In the follow-up, does Zhao Yun just expect to be struck to death by lightning from God?

"retreat. Retreat immediately! 』

Cao Chun shouted with red eyes.

He was in agony.

But the other soldiers of Cao's army retreated in a hurry, and even felt a sense of joy...

More and more hussars rushed into the Gubeikou Road and began to chase the remnants of Cao's army along the passage.

The hussars and horses were as powerful as a rainbow, and the sound of killing was loud.

Things in the world are really unpredictable. One moment, Cao's army was surrounding the hussars and strangulating them. At this moment, they were being chased and killed by the hussars. The soldiers of Cao's army fled in confusion. When they saw that they could not escape, they knelt down by the road and raised their hands.

On the north road of Gubeikou, some hussars were using bags of sand to put out the remaining fire. Other hussars are gradually accepting prisoners and fortifications.

Zhang He rode forward slowly.

The overall situation for Gubeikou has been decided.

This made Zhang He feel a little emotional. He originally thought it would be a fierce battle, because there were actually not many soldiers and horses rushing into Gubeikou at the beginning. They had to establish a foothold and open up the passage before subsequent troops could follow up.

In this process, many people might die and the fight would be very difficult, but he didn't expect that after a lot of planning and preparation, it would be so simple in the end.

Zhang He looked at the wreckage and traces on both sides and could see that Cao Jun had made a lot of preparations and laid out many defensive fortifications.

As Zhang He walked forward slowly, he didn't know what he felt in his heart.

happy?

sad?

Maybe a little bit of both.

Horses, sandbags, ropes, clappers, cranes...

But there was no one.

These things are either lying quietly or standing there, like the stone statues on both sides of the cemetery corridor. No matter how lifelike the carvings are, they are still stone statues and motionless.

"Report!" ” Some soldiers came and said, “General! Mr. Liu lost too much blood and was about to die! 』

"Um? ” Zhang He was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, “I’ll tell you later that the Jinshuang Department of the army will come. No matter what, we must do our best to save one or two...”

The soldiers took the order and went to the rear to find a doctor.

"Alas..." Zhang He looked up at the sky.

The stars in the sky are like abyss and prison.

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Now that the war has reached this point, the gentry disciples in Shandong naturally know more or less about some of the things on the front line, including those things that Cao Cao ordered to prohibit the spread and discussion of.

The more forbidden it is, the more it spreads, and they speak clearly and eloquently, just like they saw the blood on the head of Tongguan City with their own eyes, and also saw the fireworks on the river. When it comes to passion, they tremble all over, and everyone is like There was a collective groan...er, sigh.

The battle in Guanzhong, Hedong, completely declared that the rise of the Hussars was unstoppable.

Before, it could be said that the hussar was just a warrior on the border. He was at most a stepmother in the hierarchy of the Han Dynasty. He had to endure hardship first and enjoy himself last. Even after all the hard work, he could only get one. The Xijing Shangshutai is just a hussar general with the same title as Sangong. There is still a long way to go to truly enter the core of this big man!

But now this distance has been erased in the fire, blood, gunpowder and steel!

Some people are surprised, some people are angry, and some people jump out and say that they have known it for a long time, said it for a long time, and understood it for a long time...

"That monster is not to be trifled with!" 』

"See what I said before? 』

"I had to go my own way at that time!" What now? 』

All these things seem to show his outstanding foresight, but there is no immediate action at all.

Nowadays, anyone with a little bit of brain knows that the focus of Shandong is Cao Cao, but it is not just Cao Cao. If the Qiaoqi thought that capturing and killing Cao Cao would bring good fortune to the world, then they just fell into the wishful thinking of the Shandong people!

If Cao Cao dies, then the people of Shandong will just put all the "blame" on Cao Cao, and then take advantage of Cao Cao's death and before Fei Qian comes to divide up Cao Cao's property, leaving those who cannot be divided. Register and make a book, hand it in front of the hussar...

Oh, maybe they won’t be called Hussars at that time.

Mr. Fei!

It’s hard to say that he wants to be the king!

How is this good?

A group of people were in a panic.

They don't like Guanzhong, but can those short-sighted people in Shandong really unify their thoughts and realize the great rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty?

Stop telling jokes.

Fei Qian still didn't rush forward.

Scaryly stable!

But if you think about it carefully, Fei Qian's strategy is natural. The soldiers and horses under his command are all children from Guanzhong in the North. There are also many ordinary people with military backgrounds in the army. These people are just like the Qin Dynasty's military meritorious officials. They have military merits but do not know how to conduct local affairs.

This is a very simple question.

Those who know how to fight may not necessarily be able to govern a place.

In history, there have been many cases where those who know how to fight may not necessarily know how to govern the place. This is actually an issue involving many aspects, including the difference between military talent and political governance capabilities, the balance between strategic goals and governance needs, and the impact of historical background on the role of generals.

Even if we don’t talk about education or knowledge issues, as a general, in war, his talents are mainly reflected in tactical strategies, bravery and adaptability, while political governance requires legal knowledge and administrative management. and economic planning. The military is usually short-term and fast. Even a huge and long-term battle is mostly fought intermittently and will not continue to fight for a long time. However, governing a place requires long-term maintenance. Every day, every month, every year, the battle is carried out. Perform similar or repetitive work.

If Fei Qian attacked like falling leaves in a strong wind, these Shandong people would still be very happy. Because they have been in this land of the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years, and everyone in the place is their relatives, old friends, disciples and disciples.

If the Hussars want to kill, please kill them as you please!

You can't just kill everyone in the world, right?

What's left is still their people and their souls!

They will still grow new life inside the old flesh and blood!

But if the hussars take their time...

This is a big problem.

These messages are like the cold wind in autumn, whistling past, leaving a cold feeling in everyone's heart.

The discussion was gradually mixed with the sound of wailing...

"The sky is going to change!" Things have changed! There's no going back now! 』

"I knew a few years ago that this hussar had a vicious heart! This is going to cut off our roots! 』

"Aren't generals greedy for merit?" What kind of restraint is the hussar? It can control these generals not to be greedy for merit and advance rashly? 』

"Let's break up!" Let's break up! These days, what will happen even if the hussars come? Don’t you have to rely on us for food? 』

"If everyone hugs together and works together, there is still a way to survive. Now everyone is thinking about their own things, which is absolutely unethical!" "Work together?" Don't be ridiculous, look at the time in the past three or four hundred years, when did the great Han people work together? 』

Among these chaotic voices, some people began to prepare to place bets.

After all, for these gentry children of the Han Dynasty, choosing to stand on the side of the winner is always the only way they worship.

So a very interesting phenomenon appeared. Some people were sad and lamented the decline of the Han Dynasty, while others were busy making preparations to collect all the information about Fei Qian so that they could do whatever he wanted in the future.

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The soldiers of Cao's army began to evacuate from the Zhongtiao Mountain camp dejectedly.

In the riverside area where the floating bridge is located, a large number of Cao's troops are lining up to cross the river.

These situations fell into the eyes of everyone above Tongguan one by one.

"Your Majesty! Give the order to attack! 』

Ma Yue looked at these Cao troops marching slowly on the pontoon bridge, as if they were staring at pieces of barbecued pork belly, "Let's seize the pontoon bridge, kill the defenders, and see how they escape!" 』

Cao's soldiers were obviously extremely exhausted.

He came all the way, only to be defeated one after another, and now he was dragging his tired and injured body back, without asking, as if there was a huge word "mourning" slowly shaking in the sky above the ranks of Cao's army.

This is a miraculous victory!

Ma Yue's heart was surging, and he was willing to draw the final and most beautiful ending for this miraculous victory!

But Pang Tong frowned and didn't say anything for a while. He just looked at the Cao soldiers, seeming to be calculating something...

Because of the influence of Fei Qian, Pang Tong is now more sensitive to certain things than he was historically. There is no saying that one is stronger or the strongest. It is just that different intakes of knowledge have created different outlooks and thus different paths in life.

Just like now, Pang Tongyi did not boast that defeating Cao Jun was easy, nor did he get excited and happy when he saw Cao Jun's retreat. Instead, he was calculating something, and the more he calculated, the more he frowned.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Zhang Liao said from the side, "The number of Cao's troops is wrong?" 』

Pang Tong nodded, "Wenyuan, have you noticed it too?" 』

Although in history, not only ancient and modern Chinese and foreign people, most of the time like to brag and expand their military strength. This is a strategy to scare opponents, and it is understandable, but this kind of bragging cannot be regarded as unshakable evidence. .

In history, Cao Cao's 800,000 yuan was actually considered extremely conservative, and the one who boasted the most was Herodotus. Strictly speaking, this guy is just like Mr. Luo. He just wrote a quasi-historical novel. However, there are fools who take this novel seriously and then swear that the ancient Greeks are awesome and the Westerners are awesome. , these are all real history, they never make fakes...

Pang Tong was counting the number of people.

This is a very simple thing that can be done even if you have mastered the most basic arithmetic skills.

Because the number of people is often the most real thing and cannot be deceived.

Just like the so-called ancient Greek historical documents, the data on specific population records is obviously very unreliable. Those data could only exist if the ancient Greeks lived by eating air. A few historical experts with brains may have discovered these problems long ago and started the hole-filling project of ancient Greek civilization.

In fact, the population of ancient Greece expanded at least a hundred times. If the hole-filling project was reduced to one percent, then the war between Athens and Sparta would actually be a fight between three to two hundred people from two villages. This is obviously not grand enough and cannot be called civilized. So assuming that the hole-filling project is reduced to one-tenth, the war between Athens and Sparta is just a fight between three or two thousand people in two counties. With such a population size, it is natural that it is impossible to carry out cross-sea expeditions or colonial plunder. It is still not enough to be called civilization...

These experts have worked hard for the glorious image of ancient Greek civilization, but no matter how they fix it, the total population of ancient Greece is still wrong. According to those data, the population of ancient Greece must have exceeded 10 million, or even 20 million to support such a huge army. However, by the 20th century, the population of Greece was only 10 million. The key is that in the 20th century, Greece still could not feed its 10 million people and had to rely on large quantities of imported food. However, the 10 million people in ancient Greece... Under the productivity conditions at that time, many ancient Greeks must have been able to live in vain. Take in energy to survive.

Literature can be exaggerated, but when it comes to specific mathematics, the truth is revealed.

Just like now, Pang Tong is counting these Cao troops. It seems that they are busy crossing the river, but in fact, not many people have crossed the river at the end of the day!

And I don’t know if it was Pang Tong’s own illusion, but he always felt that the soldiers of Cao’s army who had evacuated in the past two days looked familiar...

look familiar?

Pang Tong's eyes moved.

"These Cao soldiers..." Pang Tong frowned and said, "Could they cross the river during the day and go back at night?" 』

"ah? ” Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

"Your Majesty, what do you mean...Cao Jun is implementing a strategy to reduce the number of enemies?" Zhang Liao frowned and said, "But if Cao's army doesn't withdraw from here, where will it go?" 』

Yeah, that's the problem.

So where are the majority of Cao's army led by Cao Cao?

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Cao Cao has always been very courageous.

And the key is that Cao Cao refused to admit defeat.

Those who achieved great things in history were basically courageous and would not give in easily in the face of setbacks.

So even though Cao Cao's army was already defeated, Xiahou Dun was captured, Cao Hong was injured, and the Anyi camp was defeated, Cao Cao still felt that he could still save his life and hold on for a while.

"Lord. 』

There were some shuffling footsteps.

Cao Cao did not look back, because he was very familiar with the voice, "Zilian, your leg is injured, so you need to rest more." 』

Cao Hong was silent for a while, "I can't calm down." 』

Cao Cao also fell silent.

They are like gamblers waiting for the opening of the market, holding the few chips in their hands, nervous, afraid, but taking chances.

"There's no movement in Tongguan yet?" 』

After a moment, Cao Cao asked.

"No. Cao Hong replied, "Are they afraid to come out?" 』

"Don't dare?" ” Cao Cao smiled, “They are being cautious...well, the hussar is just being cautious. I didn’t expect these people...”

In fact, Cao Cao left a lot of backup, but unfortunately, the caution of the hussar general made some of Cao Cao's strategies either ineffective or in vain.

Just like the plague seeds planted by Cao Cao along Hedong, there was no harvest like Yuan Shao.

When people are not sick, they always look down on tiny germs and viruses, but are more afraid of giant ones. Just like in later generations, when the peak of various infectious diseases passes, someone will immediately pull off the mask. It seems that if you miss the sweet breath for a moment, you will lose it for a lifetime.

Cao Cao's original plan was to infect the hussars with the plague, but unfortunately, Feiqian was very strict about the plague, or the health problems in the army, from the beginning. Some of the generals under his command were called "Bathing Captains" and "Shithole Generals" behind their backs at a certain period of time...

Feiqian walks slowly!

This simple word "slow" ruined a series of Cao Cao's arrangements!

Because it’s slow, I won’t rush.

Because you are not in a hurry, many things are done in place, and you do not omit anything just because you are anxious.

On the other hand, Fei Qian fought fast!

Cao Cao glanced at Cao Hong, with some regret in his eyes.

Cao Hong thought he could hold Fei Qian back, and Cao Cao also thought Cao Hong could hold him back.

At the foot of Anyi City, they failed to delay enough time, so they failed to consume much of the hussars. After all, when fighting, you don't pay too much attention to the corpses on the battlefield...

But now, the Hussars did not attack eagerly, but slowed down again. They were cleaning up the mess in Anyi, which was equivalent to basically eradicating the plague seeds planted by Cao Cao and Cao Hong in Hedong.

"The gunpowder is arranged in place?" ” asked Cao Cao.

Cao Hong nodded, "Most of them have been laid out...but there are some places where it is difficult to excavate, so we are asking the craftsmen to hurry up..."

"Huh..." Cao Cao breathed out, "If Fengxiao is still there..."

Indeed, if Guo Jia was still there, these things would have been done long ago. Cao Cao would not have to rush to Zhongtiao Mountain, and he and Fei Qian could stay in Anyi for a few more days, and Cao Hong would not be defeated so quickly. .

However, this is often the case in the world.

Nine times out of ten things go wrong in life.

And what happens next to Cao Cao, will it be satisfactory or unsatisfactory?