The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 46
After riding a horse for dozens of miles, Wu Tuna quickly figured out how more than 1 people were burned to death.

Beforehand, he didn't think or know that there would be a sneak attack, and he didn't believe that the barbarians could find help.

So he was undefended.

He is too careless...

However, since the Shangdang governor dared to use such methods against the Wuhuan people, Wu Tu felt that the Wuhuan people could also treat him in the same way.

However, the giant man next to the prefect of the Shangdang was very brave. When he escaped from the flames before, he and a dozen of his cronies were knocked down by the giant man.

Such a fierce person... can't be found in the Wuhuan tribe.

Therefore, if you want to take revenge, you must find a way to contain this fierce man. Otherwise, you can only rely on enough warriors from the Wuhuan tribe and use the tactics of crowds to win.

After returning to the tribe in Yunzhong County, the first thing Wu Tuna did was to send envoys to contact other Wuhuan tribes around, to add fuel to the statement of the fact that he was beaten, so as to win everyone's sympathy, and to deal with the prefect of Shangdang together. .

He believes that as long as all the Wuhuan tribes unite, let alone a mere Shangdang County, it will not be difficult to take over the entire Bingzhou.

You know, there are many tribes scattered in Wuhuan in the northern part of Bingzhou, and there are tens of thousands of people who control strings.

.........

Shangdang, the eldest son city.

Zhang Yang suddenly discovered that since Wu Tuna was let go, the commander-in-chief suddenly became obsessed with training soldiers.

It's nothing more than normal training, but what the commander-in-chief actually trains is to escape.

Eight hundred master pitchers on horseback, each with three throwing weights on their backs, practiced escape from the gate of the city to Huguan, thirty miles northeast, every day. There are rewards, and there are penalties for running slowly and calmly.

This strange request puzzled him.

In addition, more than 3000 extra horses were also equipped for the soldiers. Right now, there are more than [-] cavalry in Shangdang County.

It is said that they are cavalry, but they are actually infantry on horseback, and their combat effectiveness is unbearable.

The cavalry does not have three to five years of practice, and it is impossible to unite the horse and the man, the man moves with the horse, and the horse and the heart communicate. Such cavalry cannot be called real cavalry.

As for the other soldiers in Shangdang County, they still perform their duties.

Although the commander-in-chief said firmly that the Wuhuan people would come, the soldiers still believed that the frightened Wuhuan people would never dare to travel so far to find fault with Shangdang.

Zhang Yang tended to believe what the handsome said.

In fact, Yunzhong County is not far from Shangdang, only five or six hundred miles. If the weather is good, the cavalry can reach it in only two days.

For ordinary people, this journey may be a very, very long distance, but for Wuhuan people who are good at riding, it is just a matter of throwing a few more whips.

So Zhang Yang felt that it was necessary to correct the paralyzed thinking of the soldiers and improve the defense of Shangdang.

The days in winter are very boring, the weather is cold, and the rich people are unwilling to go out. They stay in their rooms all day long, or drink and drink around the warm stove, or discuss the length and depth of life with their wives.

The poor can't afford to cook fires - the firewood they have worked so hard to collect is sold to the rich in exchange for a little bit of food to feed their families.

Although they have wives, they don't have any extravagant thoughts-the meager daily intake of nutrients does not support their wild thoughts.

They trembled sadly, hoping that the sky would suddenly rain grain and silk.If it doesn't work, some sackcloth rain will do.

This winter is really too cold.

Although the prefect Zhang Yang will distribute some food every once in a while, there are still many people who were alive and kicking the day before, and there is no sound in their own homes the next day.

They died, not from starvation, but from freezing.

Even if they didn't freeze to death, they would die from diseases, plagues, wars, animal hordes in the rest of their lives...

Anyway, they don't live long.

No.20 days after Utuna left...

Cheng Yuanzhi missed him terribly.

I hope that he will lead the crowd to take revenge soon...

At this time, Cheng Yuanzhi was braving the severe cold and leading his troops to work on the upper reaches of the river beach thirty miles northeast of Changzi City.

The V-shaped open river beach is more than ten miles long. The upstream is Huguan Canyon, which is wide inside and narrow outside. Near the exit of the canyon, there is a pass several tens of feet wide, from which the gurgling river flows out.

The soldiers used stones, soil, and sandbags to block the narrow part in the middle, build solid foundations, and raise the height, artificially creating a dam tens of meters high.

Outside the dam is the Shili River Beach, and inside the dam is a reservoir with rippling blue waves.

It was winter, and the weather was very cold. The white air from his mouth instantly condensed into fog, but the water in the canyon showed no signs of freezing.

Cheng Yuanzhi stood on the high dam, put his hand into the reservoir, and then quickly retracted it.

It only took a moment to feel that my hand was numb to the point of losing consciousness. The coldness followed the nerves in my arm and penetrated deep into my bones, making my soul tremble.

With such a height and such a temperature, it would be unrealistic to continue raising the reservoir, and the amount of work would be too great.

Everything in the world is icy cold.

So all the working soldiers withdrew to the city.

When Zhang Yang rushed over with a map in his hand, Cheng Yuanzhi was standing at the entrance of the cave dug by the side of the dam, with his mouth curled up, as if he was not satisfied with the storage capacity of the reservoir.

"Commander, Wutuna has gathered a dozen or so Wuhuan tribes with a force of [-]. The cavalry has already passed Taiyuan in the morning, and they will arrive at Shangdang before dark."


Cheng Yuanzhi glanced at him calmly, sat down on the wooden bar in a calm manner, added a few logs to the fire, and then said:

"Uncle Zhi, look at the reservoir I built? Can it be called majestic?"

"Marshal! This is imminent, the Wuhuan people are about to kill them soon..."

Zhang Yang is very angry. At the moment, his mind is full of thoughts on how to defend against the enemy and how to defend the city. He has no interest in the reservoir created by the collection of artificial power in front of him.

That was [-] Wuhuan cavalry!
"Let's sit still." Cheng Yuanzhi pushed him to the side of the wooden bar, and pointed out: "Uncle Zhi, let's see if this water can make the Wuhuan people come and go?"

In view of the fact that the Marshal’s words are never without purpose, Zhang Yang quickly calmed down, carefully looked at the capacity of the reservoir, and the trembling tofu dregs dam, which seemed to collapse if poked, and asked:

"If the people of Wuhuan came, and rushed to the eldest son city from the northwest road, what would happen to the Huguan reservoir in the northeast?"

Cheng Yuanzhi laughed, stood up clapping his hands, and said vaguely: "Let's see!"

"Go, go back and meet the enemy!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Yang's anxious heart immediately settled down.

Immediately, he will unfold the map in his hand, and discuss with Cheng Yuanzhi the situation he will face, where to meet the enemy, where to deploy defenses, and never sit on an isolated city.

But Cheng Yuanzhi reached out and gently separated the map, and went straight down the dam.

"Why doesn't the commander-in-chief look at it? Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles." Zhang Yang caught up and asked.

Cheng Yuanzhi stopped and said without looking back, "Uncle Zhi, I have mountains and rivers in my heart, so why do I need this paper map?"

"Really?" Zhang Yang was dubious.

Cheng Yuanzhi turned his head and looked at him with a smile, his eyes shone with confidence.

So Zhang Yang was completely relieved.

Northwest of Shangdang, eighty miles away.

Countless Wuhuan cavalry galloped across the spacious official road, and in the mountains and fields, like a pack of wolves hunting, or like a herd of tigers descending the mountain, they galloped darkly towards Shangdang County.

The closer he was to Shangdang, the more Utuna's face became distorted with anger.

He suffered a great humiliation and humiliation before, and was ridiculed by the leaders of various ministries after returning home.

This made his desire for revenge even more persistent.

Fortunately, ridicule is nothing but ridicule, there are still more than a dozen big tribe leaders who are willing to do their best to help him avenge his shame.

Wu Tuna raised his horsewhip, pointed to the front, and said to a tall leader on the left: "Master Nanlou, we don't want all the supplies from the attack on Shangdang this time. Wu Tuna only has one condition."

The leader called Nanlou pondered for a while, and asked him: "What conditions?"

"Men are slaughtered, women are slaves, and after the wolf rides, no chicken or dog will be left behind!"

So cruel?This is not revenge, this is destruction.

Nanlou opened his mouth, hesitantly said: "Wutuna, doing this will cause the big man to fight back, we belong to the Han people after all..."

Wu Tuna roared with red eyes: "My lord, they were the ones who made the first move!"

Nan Lou sighed and kept silent.

Another leader beside Nanlou said: "Wutuna, if you do this, all the consequences will be borne by you, and we will just follow."

Just follow, not the mastermind, so when the Han army comes over, everyone can easily pick out their own tribe.

"Then I will be responsible for it!" Wu Tuna said viciously.

Seeing this, the other leaders stopped talking and drove their horses towards the eldest son city at full speed.

……

Cheng Yuanzhi returned to the city, summoned Sugai, and gave him such orders.

Sugei nodded and accepted the order, led five thousand cavalry to rush out from the south gate, and walked away.

Cheng Yuanzhi turned around, faced Zhang Yang head-on, and said earnestly:
"Uncle Zhi, you lead [-] infantry to guard the city here, if the Wuhuan tribe divides up and attacks, don't bother."

"However, there is a high probability that they will join forces and choose to fight to the death."

Zhang Yang nodded, "What about you, handsome?"

"I'm going to meet the enemy!" Cheng Yuanzhi said, turning over and stepping onto Chouyi.

All of a sudden, the heroic appearance is in full bloom, and the temperament of a mixture of Confucian handsome and military generals comes out all at once.

"How many troops will the commander bring?" Zhang Yang hurriedly grabbed Chou Yi's rein and asked.

Cheng Yuanzhi said calmly: "Eight hundred warriors are enough."

"Eight...eight...eight hundred?"

Zhang Yang turned pale with fright, and his tongue got stuck.

The Eight Hundred Gods pitcher is like confronting [-] Wuhuan people head-on?
Did he hear it right?
The heavenly soldiers and generals are not so fierce!Not to mention eight hundred infantrymen on horseback carrying a load of sixty pounds.

They each carry at most three iron javelins, even if they hit a hundred shots, how many Wuhuan cavalry can they kill?
How is this different from suicide?

Zhang Yang grasped the reins tightly and persuaded: "Commander, Commander, think twice, Commander!"

After saying this, he suddenly froze for a moment.

This scene seems to have been experienced somewhere.

He remembered that when the commander-in-chief led [-] cavalry to attack Wutu, he also questioned that it was suicide, and it turned out...

The result was a slap in the face.

But last time the opponent was unprepared and used fire to attack, coupled with the closed terrain of the barbarian village, the right time, place and people were all in place, so it was possible to complete the attack with one blow.

But this time is different!

Hmm, fire attack?

Zhang Yang was stunned again, a flash of lightning flashed across his mind, as if some shocking secret had been revealed.

He immediately frowned and started thinking.

After a long while, he suddenly slapped his thigh.

Nothing came to mind.

The thigh was slapped because the handsome man had already left at some point.

With eight hundred warriors...

　background.

　　At this time, the captain of Wuhuan, the guard of the Han Dynasty, was dead in name only, and the various tribes of Wuhuan showed signs of gradually uniting.

　　During the Han Dynasty, Wuhuan gradually developed and grew after moving south twice. However, before that, it had been under the jurisdiction of the Wuhuan captain who protected the Han Dynasty. It was divided into several fragmented tribes, each of which had their own affairs and had never been able to form a unified tribal alliance.

　　During the period of Liu Hong's administration, the imperial court did not practice political affairs, the officials were corrupt and incompetent, the ability of frontier officials gradually declined, and they gradually lost the management and rule of foreign tribes.

　　Sometimes Wuhuan was obedient and sometimes rebellious, and his power repeatedly threatened the safety of the border counties of the Han Dynasty.

　　At this time, the power distribution of Wuhuan's various tribes was roughly like this: the leader of Wuhuan in Yunzhong County and Shanggu County was called Nanlou, and nine thousand tribes obeyed his command; the leader of Youbeiping County was called Wuyan. , leading more than 800 tribes.The leader of Wuhuan in Liaoxi County is called Qiu Liju, who is in charge of more than 5000 tribes; the leader of Wuhuan in Liaodong County is called Su Puyan, who is in charge of more than 1000 tribes.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)