The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 24
Grain transport officer, when Yang Chou heard this name, the first thing Yang Chou thought of was endless food, easy errands, and a safe journey.

So, he breathed a sigh of relief at first, but frowned soon.

Because Ruoyuewu's sense of crisis has not disappeared, this is his innate intuition.

Since childhood, his intuition has been very accurate, very accurate.

One morning, he felt that his legs were itchy, and something might happen. In order to avoid disaster, he simply didn't go out all day and didn't eat.

I couldn't stand the hunger at night, thinking that the day was almost over, so I went to the stove in the dark to find something to eat, but I was knocked over by the threshold after taking two steps and broke my leg.

At the same time, my heart is completely at ease.

Since then, he has trusted his intuition.

It can be said that the reason he has survived in this chaotic world is his intuition, which has helped him avoid crisis after crisis.

But today was different. Even if he repeatedly counted the five thousand shi of food needed by 5000 people for five days, the sense of crisis was still very strong.

So, he was scared.

So I carefully recalled the "seven bans and 54 cuts" promulgated by the previous commander-in-chief overnight, and found that there was only one charge against the grain and grass officer, the crime of slowing down the army.

Nothing else.

The grain and grass officer is a logistics officer and does not need to go to the front line. As long as the grain and grass are supplied in a timely manner, it is a great achievement.

The seven bans and 54 cuts are mainly aimed at combat soldiers, and they are very tolerant of logistics troops.

Unless the grain transport officer takes the initiative to die, the crime of slowing the army will definitely not be triggered.

Yang Chou felt relieved this time.

……

"Slow soldiers will be cut, and those who steal soldiers will be cut!"

"Slow soldiers will be cut, and those who steal soldiers will be cut..."

On the dirt road from Yunmeng Mountain to Zhongshan County, Zhang Yang rode on a tall horse, raised his arms high, blocked the yellow dust blowing from the sky, stood by the road, and issued military orders to the passing soldiers.

The soldiers kept walking and passed him in an orderly manner, shouting in unison:

"Those who steal the army will be cut, those who bully the army will be cut..."

"Those who back the army will be cut, those who disrupt the army will be cut, those who misunderstand the army will be cut..."

Zhang Yang nodded in satisfaction, looked at Yang Chou who was caught in the middle of the team from a distance, nodded his head, and rode his horse to chase Cheng Yuanzhi in front of the team.

He and Yang Chou are the best friends of the director. They are the same age in the same village, and they grew up together since they were young. They have always had a good relationship.

Although sometimes he didn't like Yang Chou's cold aura, they were the only children of the same age in the same village. After more than twenty years, he had already gotten used to having such an unsatisfactory and unreliable partner.

However, Zhang Yang didn't know, how could it be as simple as "unreliable" for the person who made the commander-in-chief go to great lengths to get rid of?
Seeing the commander riding Chou Yi, running neither slowly nor fast, with Li Er following on the right, Zhang Yang rode his horse to the left and said loudly:
"Commander, as soon as this military order is issued, our Montenegrin Army instantly turns a sheep into a tiger."

"Uncle Zhi also thinks this military order is acceptable?" Cheng Yuanzhi turned his head and asked.

Zhang Yang waved his hand, "Not only is it acceptable, it's like an immortal magic!"

Just promulgating a decree instantly increased the team's combat effectiveness by more than ten times.

He had never seen such a miracle.

The previous example of robbing the county town without bloodshed and killing a single person made him admire the commander-in-chief again.

In this way, it is natural to pick good words to say.

Cheng Yuanzhi smiled slightly: "Since that's the case, if someone violates the military order, how do you think Uncle Zhi should deal with it?"

"Of course it's killing. If you don't kill, how can you be disciplined?"

"What if this person is Yang Chou?"

Zhang Yang hesitated, and said helplessly: "The military order is like a mountain, and the law is merciless, so I have no choice but to kill him."

After finishing speaking, he said with emotion: "If General Tiangong could get the help of the commander-in-chief, maybe the Yellow Turban's righteous deeds will make a difference, and the success will not be ruined."

"The leader's words are wrong." Li Er interjected with a wry smile. At this time, he had already seen clearly that even with the help of the commander in the first place, the Yellow Turban Uprising would undoubtedly fail.

The Battle of Daxing Mountain is an example.

5 people were killed like pigs by [-] officers and soldiers... Especially that black-faced man, one spear at a time, so fierce!

Whenever he thought of it, he would tremble all over and sweat coldly.

How can the Yellow Turban Army withstand such a murderous god?I heard from the commander that there are at least a hundred warriors like black men in the army.

God knows how he spent the night when he heard that.

Shivering, unable to sleep at night.

Zhang Yang frowned, "Oh? Could it be that the amazing talent of the commander-in-chief can't turn defeat into victory and turn the world around?"

"No!" Cheng Yuanzhi brought the topic back: "If Yang Chou really violates the military order and I want to kill him, what will you do?"

"The commander-in-chief killed him in the right way, so I have nothing to say, but I will try my best to intercede for him. Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on the destiny."

After thinking about it, Zhang Yang suddenly asked, "The commander wants to kill Yang Chou?"

Isn't it all a reckless man? Cheng Yuanzhi glanced at him, and decided to tell a lie and deify himself.

"In my early years, I was awarded three scrolls of immortality by an immortal from another world, which can determine the life and death of a person, understand the changes of the universe, and have the ability to be unpredictable."

real or fake?

That's what General Tiangong said back then.

Now the grass on the grave of General Tiangong is more than a foot high.

Marshal, you should be careful!
Zhang Yang and Li Er looked at each other in surprise, and the former asked urgently:
"Commander, let's see how our army's chances of winning the robbing of Wuji County are?"

"Definitely!"

"What's the weather like tomorrow?"

"Wind."

"How long can someone live?"

"If you don't leave the commander in chief, you can live to 66, if you stay around the commander in chief, you can only live in your early thirties."

Cheng Yuanzhi's words were so convincing and affirmative that Zhang Yang immediately had nothing to say, and he frowned and began to meditate.

Li Er doubted: "The commander-in-chief's ability, the subordinates believe in it, but at the beginning, I was trapped in the barbarian tribe for half a year and couldn't save myself, that barbarian girl..."

Cheng Yuanzhi quickly interrupted him with a wave of his hand, with a threatening look in his eyes: "This is a secret, don't let it out!"

Li Er shrank his neck and dared not speak.

He realized that with the Marshal's current status and face, the consequences of exposing his background would be serious.

It was so serious that he couldn't bear it!
Cheng Yuanzhi took out the long pole he was carrying with him and waved it vigorously: "Go and call Yang Chou over."

Li Er took the order and left, and soon he and Yang Chou came to the front army.

"The commander called me?"

Yang Chouan sat on the horse, cupped his hands, and looked bewildered.

Cheng Yuanzhi hummed, "Yang Chou, do you know how much food and grass the five thousand soldiers need for five days?"

"Return to Commander, five thousand stones."

"What is the food for 1 horses for ten days?"

Yang Chou coughed in embarrassment, and said in an uncertain tone, "Ten thousand stone?"

After saying that, he frowned and thought for a moment, and his tone became more certain, "Commander, it's ten thousand stones!"

5000 people, five thousand stones of food for five days. 1 people, [-] stones of food for ten days, well, there’s nothing wrong with that.

"Go ahead." Cheng Yuanzhi said calmly.

Yang Chou handed over his hand and spurred his horse to turn around.

Li Er lowered his head and bit his nails. He couldn't read a single big character, let alone count. Counting with more than one hand was an unsolvable problem for him.

So he could only pretend that he didn't exist, so as not to be inquired by the commander-in-chief.

Zhang Yang raised his head, pretending to be looking at the scenery in the sky.

Arithmetic is also a holy book for him.

Cheng Yuanzhi frowned, feeling not very good in his heart, it was surprising that Yang Chou could calculate the number of [-] stone in an instant.

It seems that he has a certain mathematical foundation, and he has to find another way to kill him, and this plan may fail.

While thinking, the Montenegrin Army walked out of the mountains and came to the plains. The view suddenly became clearer. The sky was blue and the land was broad, which made people feel relaxed.

"When the wind blows, the clouds fly, and the strong warriors walk everywhere!"

Cheng Yuanzhi couldn't help but read a sentence, his tone was melodious and full of momentum.

Zhang Yang was stunned when he heard this, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. Between the sky and the earth, the wind was howling, and the dark clouds were gathering. A high-spirited man was leading a strong army, and he lamented that thousands of troops are easy to come by, but warriors are hard to find.

What is said in the poem is highly consistent with the scene at this time.

Li Er quickly raised his head, fascinated.

Cheng Yuanzhi laughed, rode his horse and took a step ahead, and said nothing.

"Commander, are you gone down there?" Zhang Yang whipped his horse to catch up and asked, scratching his head and ears.

"It's gone! A good sentence is born naturally, and a skillful hand can get it by chance."

He said so, but Cheng Yuanzhi complained secretly in his heart: you two have never heard of Liu Bang's poems, alas, how sad...

Li Er also chased after him, and when he heard this, he looked regretful: "Hey, the commander is gone."

Cheng Yuanzhi glanced at him expressionlessly, Li Er immediately shrank his neck, slowed down his horse, and fell behind.

Zhang Yang smacked his lips: "Not strong enough!"

"You still want to hear?" Cheng Yuanzhi asked him.

Zhang Yang hmm hmm chin.

Unexpectedly, a reckless man who can't even read a word likes to listen to poetry, it seems that he can really hear the meaning.

Then I will read two more sentences for you...

Thinking so, Cheng Yuanzhi said: "Recalling the first emperor, sweeping away the heaven and earth. The carriage tracks are the same, and Wanli City suddenly rises in the northern kingdom."

This was written randomly when he had nothing to do. It was mundane and incomprehensible, but very powerful.

Just for fun.

Zhang Yang's eyes widened instantly, and he couldn't help shaking his head following the rhythm of Cheng Yuanzhi's words.

Although he couldn't understand what was said in the poem, he felt that it was very imposing, which made his blood gradually ignite.

This is enough!

"The majestic Kunlun, the thousands of miles of Yellow River flows eastward. Looking back at dusk, the sword in the box is still bloody." Cheng Yuanzhi read the last two sentences.

Recalling Shihuangxiong, sweeping away the heaven and earth.

The carriages, tracks, and texts were the same, and a city of thousands of miles suddenly arose in the northern country.

The majestic Kunlun, the Yellow River flows eastward for thousands of miles.

Looking back at dusk, the sword in the box is still bloody.

After rushing into this era, although Cheng Yuanzhi is not good at the way of poetry, after experiencing it personally, he still can't help feeling a little bit emotional.

These few impromptu words were not intended to be used to make a fool of yourself, but seeing Zhang Yang's intoxicated face, he just let him go.

Li Er rode Chou Er, fell behind and shook his head, reminiscing about the aura in the poem, it took him a while to regain his composure.

Looking around, where is the figure of the handsome and Zhang Yang?
At the same time, the soldiers of the Black Mountain Army passing by looked at him strangely, as if they were looking at a fool.

Li Er's face became hot, his heart panicked, and he quickly waved the small whip, "De De De" to drive Chou Er to chase forward.


(End of this chapter)