New Story of Lv Bu

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, at noon, the east Xianbei grassland and the east receive the city.

Xia Yu is over fifty this year, her temples and hair are already mottled, and only two pairs of eyes are still shining with anger. The life outside the Great Wall for seven or eight years has honed him to calm and calm, and his previous violent temper has long since disappeared. Instead, he is calm and gentle. Everyone said that the original General Xia has changed.

The failure of the first Beizhen Xianbei campaign has become a stain that cannot be erased in his official career, and will accompany him throughout his life. However, it was precisely because of this fiasco that he understood a lot of truth. After guarding the eastern part of Xianbei, old superiors Zhang Huan and Da Sima Lubu sent many thread-bound books to his troops.

"It's okay to read more, drink less, lower your head when you meet someone, don't be like the boss of the sky, you are the second!" In the letter, the old general Zhang Huan scolded Xia Yu badly, but scolded him. Howling and crying. Since Duan Jing committed suicide, Xia Yu gradually realized the benefits of the old man. The old man is sincerely thinking about these veterans.

As a senior in the army of the Han Dynasty, Liangzhou Sanming is the only one who has made great achievements. In the eyes of Mr. Zhang Huan, these soldiers are his descendants, and he can be merciless when he scolds others. However, for a veteran soldier like Xia Yu, only such unrelenting scolding can touch his soul and remember his life!

Over the past seven or eight years, Xia Yu has really done reading more and drinking less. He was originally extremely smart, and he was an all-round talent with excellent military and political skills. After studying a lot, he gradually understood a lot of things that he couldn't figure out before. Because of this, he understood the current situation and the way of Dai Sima Lubu.

At this moment, the door curtain was lifted, and a black-red-faced man walked in. It was Dian Nong Zhong Lang, General Peng Tuo. Pengtuo's 300,000 Qingzhou soldiers were scattered across the Xianbei grasslands, stretching for thousands of miles from east to west. He had to sit on the central grassland, patrolling east and west from time to time, and he was really busy.

In the past seven or eight years, the two have met several times, and they have long been old friends who know everything. There is no need to be polite at the moment, Pentuo sat down by himself looking for a teapot and bowl, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it. "Somehow you have a big city that can shelter the wind and rain, but I have to run around, people are more than people, so angry." Peng Tuo straightened his legs, lying on the couch, he is not used to sitting cross-legged, sitting all over the body. Uncomfortable.

"Go go! Remove your stinky feet!" Xia Yu scolded with a smile. "Is it smelly? I just took a shower last night." Peng Tuo took it seriously, lowered his head and sniffed it carefully. "You veteran ruffian, dare to spit blood! Qingzhou soldiers have regulations, one bath for three days in summer and one bath for seven days in winter, don't you say that if you take more baths, you really get less sick!"

Xia Yu nodded: "Yes, not only is it taking a bath, but everything in the state is changing. It's a thousand miles! Just say that I, the city of Dongshou, a big city with a radius of 100 miles, used cement, and it was built in half a year. 90% of the wood is saved! There are also grain and vegetable seeds sent by Gong Cao Zhuan. As long as they are planted in accordance with the regulations, the yield per mu has tripled!"

Pento sat up, this time sitting in jeopardy. "When it comes to farming, you are inferior to me. The land in Xianbei is fertile. You don't even need to cultivate in the district, but the rotation method is enough. The yield per mu exceeds 600 shi! It is twice as high as in Yingchuan. , Now I can't close my mouth happily!" (The stone here is a small stone, six hundred stones are 582 kilograms.)

Xia Yu was somewhat competitive. "What is six hundred shi? I have an old farmer with an annual yield of over 800 shi per mu. I once asked him what secrets he had. He smiled and said a sixteen-character decision: inexhaustible effort, high and low Plowing, pouring carefully, and always paying attention. Later, I ordered my subordinates to run a study class, and gave him a salary of Qianshi, and taught him hand in hand. The yield per mu this year is even higher."

"I said the old soldier ruffian, Da Sima owns a place as big as Bingzhou and Xianbei, and has enough soldiers to gather a million soldiers in a few months. Will he honestly be the King of Bingzhou? The court will continue to let him do it. The king of Binzhou?" Pento looked at Xia Yu and said carefully. After all, he is a general, and it is necessary to decorate some words before they are spoken.

Xia Yu's eyes widened immediately, letting out a wave of anger. He looked at Peng Tuo with a smile and a smile for a long time before he spoke. "Old guy, you are digging a hole for me! You are worried that once Da Sima gets out of position, your two and a half million yellow turbans will become a stepmother! However, I also give you the truth! You have thought about it. Can the court not think of it? Does the court dare to take such a big risk? Your Qingzhou soldiers have thoughts, can my subordinates have no thoughts? There are some things, everyone should understand and pretend to be confused."

"I heard a sentence recently. Twelve years ago, when Da Sima sent Mr. Zhang Huan to leave Jiuyuan City, Mr. Zhang once said a sentence. If the man is not dead, you are Huo Peiyao! If you think about it carefully, you will understand." The man is not dead, you are Huo Piyao, but what if the man is dead?

"Oh!" Pengtu finally understood. Da Sima Lubu's actions have always been unpredictable and unpredictable, always using the least cost to obtain the greatest victory. This is true of Xianbei in the north, Wuheng in the east, and the Yellow Turban in the south! It is estimated that the same will be true for the rebels in the West Expedition and Xiliang! Plan and then move, when the time comes, the victory is quickly locked in with the momentum of thunder.

Seeing Peng Tuo who was a little puzzled, Xia Yu slowly spoke. "In recent years, I have read a lot of books, and I just want to understand a lot of things. You are the yellow turban general, I rushed halfway, and I can't compare with the old people of Gao Shun, Hou Cheng, and Cheng Lian, that is Wei Yue. It is also an old subordinate of Mr. Zhang, who came under the colorful clouds."

"In terms of closeness, merit, and ability, neither of us can compare with others! However, there is only a loyal heart that is obvious! Old man, can you understand what I said?" Xia Yu's eyes were fixed. Peng Tuo's face was waiting for his answer. "Understood! Understood! With a word from my brother, wake up the dreamer!"

Punt was sweating profusely. He wiped his face viciously with his sleeve. His heart was still beating violently. Obviously, he was scared just now. "Okay, brother, it’s good to understand! I think Da Sima is a nostalgic person. As long as he is honest and works hard, he can’t run away. You see, at the end of last year, I didn’t get another one. Tinghou?"

"If it weren't for Da Sima, the two and a half million yellow turbans would have caused the court to beheaded! How could there be any military or civilian garrison? Now things are going well, the people are grateful for Da Sima's kindness, and they are all building everywhere. His old man’s vocabulary is to burn incense and kowtow on New Year’s and holidays." Xia Yu understood when he heard it, your old man is so clever, and he turns so fast!

"Brother, let's talk about business now, are there 30,000 Qingzhou troops in the field north of the Yuyang County border?" Peng Tuo thought for a while: "There is such a team, the chief officer is called Liu Xiong. He is called Uncle Liu, with 30,000 soldiers and 100,000 dependents." Xia Yu took out a map and clicked it on You Beiping.

"A few months ago, Zhang Wenzheng sent Youzhou Wuheng three thousand light cavalry to conquer the Xiliang rebels. Zhang Chun, the former state minister of Zhongshan and Yuyang man, asked to command these Wuhuan cavalry. Zhang Wen did not agree and asked Zhuo County magistrate to conquer the Xiliang rebels. Ren Gongsun Zan leads. In this way, Liang Zi has been formed since then. Zhang Chun held a grudge and conspired to cause chaos, but without actual evidence, I couldn't send troops to eliminate them."

"Two months ago, the Wuhuan cavalry did not pay due to payment defaults, and most of them defected and returned to the Wuhuan tribe. According to military law, these people should be handled as deserters. Therefore, everyone is uneasy. Zhang Chun used this matter conveniently. People from the same county, former Taishan County prefect Zhang Ju, and Wuhuan tribe leader Qiu Liju and other alliances, intend to rebel."

"The assassin generals Ma Zhong and Siwen Cao have discovered this, and I have already traveled to Wenyouzhou to remind them to take precautions. But the school Wei Wuhuan, the prefect Liu Zheng of Youbeiping County, the prefect of Liaodong County Yangzhong, etc. People ignore it, and it looks like it's going to cause chaos." At this point, Xia Yuchang sighed.

"After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, I will lead 30,000 foot cavalry to go south in secret, ready to respond. Your old brother just came here, it is better to go south with me, before that, first send an order for your Qingzhou soldiers to work early. Prepare. Once Zhang Chun rebels, we can gather and wipe it out!"

"This remark is great!" Peng Tuo made a few complaints: "I'm going to send the order!"

"Han Sui finally made up his mind?" Lu Buhuo stood up, and he walked to the Liangzhou sand table and watched carefully. Hou Cheng reached out and picked up a wooden staff, and pointed between Jixian and Shanggua. "In Ji County, Ma Teng has stopped the offensive. In the last battle, Fu Nanrong almost didn't hold on. In the end, it was the young general Zhang Liao, who led the eight hundred Turks, and withstood the offensive of the Xiliang rebels."

"According to the news from insiders, Han Sui was worried that if Jixian fell into the hands of the Xiliang rebels, the Han army in the upper hexagram would burn all their weight and escape by boat. So he made up his mind and led eight 200,000 cavalrymen. Come here! Pioneers are Liang Xing and the candidates, and they are both responsible for the capture of Shang Gua. Zhang Heng, Ma Wan, and Yang Qiu warned south, and Han Sui led the troops, together with Yan Xing and Cheng Gongying, to prepare to set up the big camp in Ten miles south of Shanggua City."

Han Sui actually thought that the Han army would run away with all their equipment? The news really made the generals laugh, but in any case, Han Sui, a thousand-year-old fox finally took the bait, this is a great happy event! Lü Bu walked a few steps in the Chinese army's big tent, turned around and asked, "Hou Cheng, when is Han Sui's 200,000 Qingqi expected to arrive?" "It is estimated in two hours!"

Snapped! Lü Bu made a few cases: "Passing orders! Tonight, the army will move secretly to Shanggua! The Bingzhou navy army returns secretly and arrives at the battlefield tomorrow Chen Zhengshi to start a decisive battle with Han Sui's 200,000 Xiliang rebels!"