Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 305

"Why did we rebel again in the first place?"

Wang Zheng's clear words resounded and reverberated throughout the audience.

"Just a few days after the comforting life, Cao Cao asked us Qingzhou Yellow Turbans to go to the battlefield in order to attack Xuzhou. Not to mention working hard for him, he even asked us to prepare our own rations!" Want to feed some fodder?"

"Could it be that my son from Qingzhou is not as good as cattle and horses?"

"It's a pity." At this point, Wang Zheng looked around the audience, with a mocking smile on his face: "In the eyes of those superiors, the lives of us people may really be inferior to cattle and horses."

"It's not just the present. Since Guangwu was restored to the Han Dynasty, except for the first ten years, our ancestors lived a good life for a few years. In the following hundred years, we, our fathers, and our fathers' fathers have How many of you have had enough food for a day?"

"They seem to have forgotten." Wang Zheng pointed his halberd at the ground word by word: "We are planting this land!"

"How can there be such a reason in the world?"

"We plowed in spring and harvested in autumn, and we worked hard for a year, but in the end we couldn't even fill our stomachs?"

"Since these high-ranking people, carnivores, treat us like worthless things, and don't treat us as human beings." Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, raised his voice, and showed awe-inspiring killing intent on his face: "Then let's make them stop being human." !"

"We were forced to rebel because Cao Cao wanted to take Xuzhou. Well, let's take this territory!"

"Once Liu Bei is driven away, once this huge land belongs to our Heavenly Army"

The sun was rising, standing between the blood dripping and the forest of spears and halberds, Wang Zheng was in high spirits. Turning back to the beginning of the topic, he said: "As Zheng said in the past, you can build a heaven on earth here!"

"Create a heaven on earth where everyone is equal, where everyone is fed and clothed, and where everyone has land and a house!"

He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, and opened his arms: "Have you smelled it? This land that raised us, nurtured us, our ancestors, ancestors survived, and multiplied to this day is really fragrant."

At this moment, Wang Zheng was really emotional, and his speech became a little confused. Thousands of words, choked up for a while, turned into one sentence.

Under the morning light of the rising sun, his face was illuminated, and so was the face of every Tianjun, as if everyone had a look on their face and a light in their eyes.

He whispered softly, but firmly said: "Land should only belong to those who cultivate it!"

At this time, the audience was silent, so quiet that a needle could be heard. The soldiers themselves did not have much culture. Even for the era of the Han Dynasty, many so-called concepts of later generations, such as the country, the nation, and the like, were actually not available at this time. Very vague and broad.

People in this era, especially those who are illiterate and low-level, may always only care about themselves, their family members, and at most the clan.

What Wang Zheng said in plain words was precisely what they were most concerned about and what they could understand the most. Because they had experienced it personally, they fully understood these words.

Many brave and senseless pawns on the battlefield now had tears in their eyes, and many of them, including some wounded pawns, were struggling to reach for a handful of dirt on the ground.

They should imitate Wang Zheng and put it on their noses to smell.

Smell the fragrance of the land and remember this smell forever!

The system can make soldiers not flee even if they are afraid of death. Strict rewards and punishments can make soldiers die lightly and dare to die.

But only by teaching them in the right way and rectifying them in the name can the soldiers wish to die and die happily from the bottom of their hearts.

After inspecting the wounded barracks, when Wang Zheng returned to the Chinese army, officers above Du Bo waited for a long time.This military meeting held temporarily did not have any major issues. Now that the goal has been set, the rest is nothing more than supplementing details and predicting the enemy.

Although they encountered an ambush, they omitted the extremely difficult mountaineering battle that was originally planned, and even advanced to Tangyi. The food and grass carried by the army were enough to support Ji Ling. If Liu Bei's army in Xiapi intercepted them, not only would there be no escape route, but the follow-up replenishment of supplies would also be interrupted directly. The so-called peace of mind, Wang Zheng has now begun to think about how to deal with it if the town cannot be attacked for a long time and the food is insufficient.

Although just a long paragraph of sensationalism encouraged the army's morale and strengthened the fighting spirit of his own soldiers to attack Guangling and drive away Liu Bei, in Wang Zheng's mind, the territory can be obtained at any time, and his own army is the most important, especially when it is both in the system and at the same time. A battle-hardened veteran.

Therefore, the point is not only to capture the town, but also how to capture it while reducing casualties.

The current number of troops in Tangyi, Wang Zheng can probably estimate, about 6000 people. As for the previous fight, whether it is the Guangling Army or the Pingyuan Army brought by Liu Bei, the combat effectiveness is not clear. There are a few.

It's a little tricky.

Especially when one side is attacking the city and the other side is defending the city.

The subsequent journey went very smoothly. The only problem was that in the afternoon, the sentry cavalry of the Heavenly Army found another scout horse wandering in the distance to spy. It should be the scout sent by the Guangling Army.

Along the way, these enemies were very cunning, they didn't approach at all, they only followed more than a dozen miles away, Wang Zheng sent several people, and even set up two ambushes, they either avoided fighting, or sneaked around. When the wind blows and the grass stirs, they immediately run away.

They were originally the elite of the Guangling Army, they were small in number, carried many horses, and they were flexible in movement; there were no good places to hide in the plain, so Wang Zheng didn't bother to bother in the end.

Anyway, he is not afraid of those Guangling military sentries going back to report the news, so what if the general of the hall knows his itinerary?

Liuhe Mountain is too close to Tangyi.

Neither side has much room to maneuver, and they are one step ahead in terms of information, with basically no advantage.

What Wang Zheng was worried about was another matter.

What is Ji Ling doing?
The soldiers and horses in Tangyi can send sentry cavalry here to spy on information in a grand manner, what does this mean?
Either, the pressure from Ji Ling's road was not enough, or the loopholes in the containment were too large.

Along the edge of the Liuhe Mountains and across the plain west of Tangyi, the army marched continuously, and in the early morning of the next day, they had arrived at the west side of Tangyi.

In the middle of the night, it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and us. In order to prevent unnecessary misunderstandings, Wang Zheng ordered the whole army to rest temporarily, and only ordered a sentry cavalry to report in advance. confluence.

As soon as he arrived ten miles away, he saw a general accompanied by hundreds of people who greeted him in front of the barracks ten miles away, and they were full of courtesy.

Summer is the morning sun, and it is already blazing to the extreme. The hundreds of drums and horns lined up beside the road began to sing in unison, but Wang Zheng frowned slightly when he saw the person opposite him clearly. wrinkle.

Even though the distance was far, he could already see clearly that the general surrounded by armored soldiers was actually Yan Xiang, not Ji Ling.

From the first time we met, this gentleman with elegant gowns, rarely put on his armor today, the horse's hooves churned up, kicking up the dust on the ground, like a cloud of dark clouds, galloping forward, he looked pretty decent.

In addition to being surprised, Wang Zheng was full of doubts.

what's the situation?
His coach is here, why doesn't Ji Ling come out to greet him?

Although he was already suspicious, Wang Zheng kept his expression on the outside, nodded slightly to Yan Xiang in the distance, and immediately leaped lightly, got off his horse, and stepped forward on foot.

Yan Xiang was a scholar, so naturally he couldn't be as unrestrained as he was, and had to rely on the help of a soldier to get off his horse. The two met on the left side of the road.

When he arrived in front of him, Wang Zheng raised his eyes to look him up, and was even more surprised in his heart, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

It's only been a few days since I saw him, but I saw that Yan Xiang had more wrinkles, he seemed to be much older, and his eyes were even bloodshot.

At the same time, Yan Xiang was also sizing him up. Unlike the previous few times, this time Yan Zhushu was serious and iron-faced. This time, there was a hint of joy in his brows and eyes, and he actively stepped forward and took the initiative to hold him. his hand.

"General." Yan Xiang said in a low voice when he got closer, his voice was a little excited: "You are finally here!"

What's your situation?
, Wang Zheng was startled again.

Ever since the two met, even in Linzi, although the other party offered to send food and soldiers, Wang Zheng could faintly feel Yan Xiang's hostility and scruples towards him.

Why is it that the rain is coming after a long drought?

With such thoughts in mind, Wang Zheng frowned, looked at Yan Xiang, and then at the armored soldiers behind him. Seeing that everyone's military appearance was neat, but their spirits were a little listless, he couldn't help being moved.

He first raised his eyebrows, smiled, and said to Yan Xiang: "It's a great honor to welcome Mr. Jing Lao."

Yan Xiang patted Wang Zheng's hand: "It's good that the governor is here." He took the initiative to lift his cloak and gestured with both hands: "General, please get on the horse first, and I have already prepared a banquet in the camp to wash the dust for you."

Wang Zheng nodded slightly: "Indeed, General Ji must not be kept waiting for too long."

Hearing this, Yan Xiang almost staggered.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng felt a little bit in his heart.

No, something happened!

After entering the tent, before Yan Xiang could speak, Wang Zheng had waved back to the left and right, and ordered his personal guards to strictly restrain him outside the tent. Immediately, he straightened his expression, restrained his smile, and looked at Yan Xiang, straight to the point:
"How's Ji Ling?"

When the two were alone, Yan Xiang finally didn't hide it anymore, and directly showed his sadness, and even sighed: "If the county captain has a spirit in heaven, he must regret that he didn't listen to the general's advice!"

what?
Just as Wang Zheng sat down, he took a sip of tea soup while thinking about it, and before he took a bite, he put down the cup with a "bang".

Along the way, seeing the low morale in the barracks, it seemed that he had lost the battle, and combined with Yan Xiang's demeanor, Wang Zheng was already mentally prepared, but even so, he expected Ji Ling to have an accident, what he guessed It's nothing more than an injury, which is not conducive to walking.

But never imagined it would end like this.

After waking up, he glanced at Yan Xiang in surprise, and blurted out: "Are you secretly mourning?"

The injury and death of the chief general have completely different effects on the morale of the army. Looking at the current morale in the battalion, it is sluggish but not collapsed. This can only prove that this matter has not been widely announced.

"It must be so difficult to save the situation!" Yan Xiang also sat down, bowed slightly on the couch, nodded and said: "The captain of the county took the initiative to look for the flying general the day before yesterday, but within ten rounds, he was stabbed out by one of his spears. Fortunately, I arranged for the dead to come forward and rush to rescue him."

"It's just that after the county lieutenant came back," Yan Xiang sighed, "But he was still seriously injured and died."

Take the initiative to find Zhang Fei Doujiang?
Wang Zheng's expression was dull, and he was silent for a while, then suddenly his eyes changed with anger, and he slammed the table with such force that he overturned all the cups in front of the table, and in a short while, the wine flowed all over the floor.

Regardless of his demeanor, he directly stood up and scolded Yan Xiang angrily.

"Is he sick?"

Although it was afternoon and the sun was smoky, the room was as lonely as winter. The guards outside the tent heard General Tiangong's shouting and the crisp sound of bowls breaking, and they peeped at each other for a while. He didn't have to be summoned, so he didn't dare to go in privately, he immediately closed his breath and concentrated, and didn't dare to breathe out.

Looking at each other, they all had the same thought.

What could seriously make the general lose his composure?
The last time seemed to be last year, in Linzi, when I heard that Xu Xuan burned food.

"Inspector, this is the end of the matter, it's useless to complain about a dead man."

In fact, Yan Xiang was also so angry that day, but after all, two days have passed, and the timely arrival of Wang Zheng this time has eased his anxious situation. Instead, he calmly advised: "We still have to think about it immediately. Reverse the current unfavorable situation and capture Tangyi!"

"Sir, you are a great talent!" Wang Zheng gasped a few times, nodded, and looked at Yan Xiang with admiration: "In such a situation, you can keep the army from being defeated. It is very rare to support it until now."

He also figured it out, Ji Ling was able to go through ten rounds under Zhang Fei's hands, which shows that the force value is not too bad, but precisely because of this, the so-called good swimmers drown in water, and those who can fight must be good In war, those who are brave must be proud.

With Zhao Xun's lessons learned, if Ji Ling was a mediocre general, he might not have such an act of sending him to death.

"Is it really Zhang Yide from Yan?" Wang Zheng couldn't help but asked.

"General, don't underestimate Ji Ling." Yan Xiang said: "In terms of martial prowess, among the generals under my lord's tent, no one can compare to him except Sun Ce!"

"Although I don't know Zhang Fei's appearance, if it weren't for this kind of person, how could Ji Junwei be defeated so easily?"

This is the truth.

Wang Zheng walked around the tent with his hands behind his back, pondered for a while, and said, "Where is General Ji's body, please take me to see it."

"This matter is not urgent." Yan Xiang was stunned, and immediately said: "The general should call all the generals first, start a military meeting, and discuss the matter of siege."

"This is the most important thing for our army at the moment."

"That's right!" Wang Zheng clapped his hands and said, "Not only should I go alone, but all the generals in the army should go together!"

Yan Xiang was taken aback, his family has been concealing the news of Ji Ling's death just to keep the army's morale intact, why are you now...
Seeing the doubts on Yan Xiang's face, Wang Zheng snorted and said loudly: "This time, that time!"

"This general will not come, and there is no general in the army to guard, so naturally the soldiers should not be informed of this."

"But that's the case, the memorial service can be held at any time, time is precious now"

"Sir, why haven't you figured it out yet? Ji Ling is the key to breaking the city!" Wang Zheng scolded, walked over quickly, and stood in front of Yan Xiang.

He was condescending, with piercing eyes, and he said every word: "If you make the three armies cry, everyone will be dead."

"This is the way for mourners to win!"

　The client has a problem and hasn't returned to the company yet. He is on a business trip in a different place. In the past few days, he tried to keep updated, but he couldn't add changes or modify sentences.

　　(Leader plus change, and monthly pass plus change, and then go home to make up later.)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)