Cannon fodder beauty master awakens

The one kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, crying with snot and tears is Zhou Mushou Chen from Yuzhou.

A few days ago when he was still living in the state capital, he received a letter from Longxi, but he didn't take it to heart.

Because Yuzhou is in the center of the war between the two countries all year round, there have been too many false alarms, but because of the Longxi frontier defense, the flames of the war still did not burn into Yuzhou.

Since Shou Chen took office, he had received countless military letters from Longxi, but he didn't take them seriously until yesterday morning when a man in black was carried by a wounded horse into the city, bleeding all the way.

If he hadn't held Longxi's token in his hand, he might have been stopped outside the city.

Shou Chenzheng was hugging his concubine, he was so happy that he didn't want to leave, when he saw this man suddenly, he felt frightened, and was about to ask him what he was here for, when he saw the man in black vomit a mouthful of blood, rolled down from his horse, unable to speak half a sentence.

The guards on one side stepped forward, but found that the man's black clothes were wet and covered with blood.

The man exhausted his last bit of strength to take out a sealed letter from his arms, tremblingly handed it to Shou Chen, and then remained silent.

The letter stated Longxi's current situation.

The Wusi people suddenly attacked, and it happened that Guan Xiaowei led troops to help Ningbei.One-third of the soldiers in the Dalongxi Army Camp were transferred away. They thought that there would be no serious problems, but they never thought that the Usi people crossed the river without any warning and blew the horn for the first tough battle of the year.

Zhang Rong led the Longxi Army and was almost besieged at Tiancha Pass. He finally got out with the remnants of the army and was rushing towards Yuzhou with the remnants, hoping to get relief from the state herdsman and borrow troops from other states to defend together.

Originally, the day when the first letter was received was the best time to second the troops, but it was delayed by Shou Chen.

Maybe it's because the people of Wusi have a bad reputation, or maybe it's because they are worried about their unreliable black hat. The officials and gentlemen in the state capital usually have numb faces, or panic in their eyes, or they are worried that they will become black after the city is broken. The target of the Sri Lankan massacre, weeping and crying from time to time.

Jiang Yi sat on the main seat with his eyes slightly closed, listening to Shou Chen's self-criticism and others' moaning and sighing, finally reached the point of patience, and slapped the gavel on the table hard.

The people under the seat suddenly became quiet, and looked at the young prime minister in fear, not knowing what he was going to say.

"Cry, you know how to cry."

Jiang Yi sneered: "Master of the Manchu Dynasty, if you cry till tomorrow, and cry till tomorrow, can you still cry Dong Zhuo to death?"

After the Wusi people were dealt with, he still had to clean up this group of moths from top to bottom. One or two knelt on the ground with limp bones, touching their upper and lower lips, either demanding peace or running away.

It's ridiculous...

Shou Chen, who was kneeling in the hall, raised his head, his snot and tears were all over the place: "Master Jiang, it is the fault of this subordinate, please punish this subordinate!"

"I'm not in a hurry to punish you..." Jiang Yi said coldly, "When the Wusi people come in, you will be the first to charge. If you dare to be a deserter, be careful that I will punish you."

Shou Chen's legs softened when he heard the phrase "the first to charge into the battle", and then he said "Zhu Lian Jiu Clan", which scared him to his knees on the ground: "The lower official knows his mistake, the lower official knows his mistake, please Jiang My lord, hold your noble hand high and put down your official horse!"

Jiang Yi slapped the gavel and shouted angrily: "Shut up..."

Shou Chen heard that he was very angry now, so he shut his mouth very wisely and didn't touch him anymore.

"How many troops are there in Yuzhou?" Jiang Yi glanced at Shouchen's adjutant, "If you add the soldiers from Longxi who retreated to Yuzhou, how many will there be?"

The adjutant was secretly sad, when someone called his name suddenly, he rolled down from the chair and knelt side by side with Shou Chen: "My officer roughly estimates that there are more than [-] people."

More than [-] people...

If they are all as elite as Longxi, they are not incapable of fighting.However, many soldiers in the state are paid for nothing, so we can't expect them to go into battle to kill the enemy.

Jiang Yi felt a dull pain in his forehead.

He leaned on the armrest, frowned and pressed his temples, frantically thinking about countermeasures.

The only way out right now is to borrow troops from the nearest Longzhou, but even if they rush there quickly, it will take a day and a half to go back and forth.

Is this one and a half days enough to defend the city?

Rao Jiang Yi had lived two lifetimes, but now he fell into this feeling of powerlessness for the first time.

Even if he saw the turbulent undercurrent in Yandu, he was confident enough to wait quietly for those big rats to show their feet. He sighed softly, and just about to speak, he saw several people sitting on one side kneeling in front of him one after another .

One of them looked at a middle-aged man in his 50s and said in a tone of "knowledge with emotion and reason": "Master Jiang, in the current situation, should we negotiate with the Uz people?"

The people around him also echoed: "That's right, it is absolutely impossible to hold the city right now. For the sake of the people, let's consider negotiating a peace."

"Will those people let the people go after the negotiation?" Jiang Yi frowned, "How naive, I think that the Usi people are like Bodhisattvas, letting Han people of different bloodlines live as they used to."

After he finished speaking, he paused, and the coldness in his tone became even worse: "Or do you mean that you are not thinking about the people at all, but thinking about yourself?"

The middle-aged man who proposed at the beginning shut his mouth, his face was pale and he stopped talking, only silently kowtowed hard on the ground made of bluestone.

Seeing his appearance, the others kowtowed along with him, as if to force Jiang Yi to make the choice of "negotiating peace" as they wished.

Jiang Yi's teeth were itchy with hatred, and before he could speak, Pei Xiangyun, who was standing behind him, walked forward slowly.

He directly grabbed the spear/spear from the guard's hand, tied a flower in his hand, and stabbed the middle-aged man's left hand.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to the person behind the prime minister at first.

In other words, after staying at the border for a long time, he didn't even pay attention to the young prime minister.

It is said that a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake. If a peace negotiation can guarantee his own interests to the greatest extent, he really does not want to listen to Jiang Yi's words and start a war with the Wusi people.

But right now his left hand was pierced by the spear/spear, and the blood spurted out instantly, followed by unstoppable pain.

He wanted to pull the long/spear out of his palm, but Pei Xiangyun held the barrel of the spear tightly, and he couldn't pull it out.

Having been an official in Yuzhou for so long, how has he ever suffered so much?

The people around who kowtowed after him saw the scene in front of them, they stopped kowtowing immediately, subconsciously took a few steps back, and looked at Pei Xiangyun in horror.

However, Pei Xiangyun, as if he hadn't noticed their gazes, lightly lifted the long/ from the back of the middle-aged man's hand, glanced at the man kneeling on the ground with evil intentions, and said softly: "Everything is under the orders of the prime minister. If anyone wants to rebel--"

He swung the tip of the gun in his hand and pressed it against the man's neck: "He is your fate."

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In the end, it can be regarded as a "unhappy parting".

This group of people is very shrewd, there is a good thing to fight with all their strength, and when it is their turn to sacrifice and dedicate, they run faster than anyone else.

Pei Xiangyun's method of threatening and intimidating was very effective. In the end, people like Shou Chen didn't dare to complain any more, and they just obediently took their orders and left.

When the last person left, Jiang Yi pinched the center of his brows wearily, and said softly, "When did you come?"

Pei Xiangyun looked at him with downcast eyes: "It was just when you knocked on the gavel for the first time."

"Have those business travelers settled down?"

Pei Xiangyun looked at the tiredness on his face that was no longer concealed, and felt a little pain in his heart: "It's settled, don't worry."

After he finished speaking, he paused, but in the end he still didn't say what he wanted to say.

In fact, he really wanted to ask the teacher, if he became an official for the country and the people like him, why can those who are greedy for life and fear of death and stealing life also become officials?

When I was in Wusi when I was a child, most of the people who had military merits could become officials and semi-ranks.They admire force and believe that nothing can reflect their abilities better than the dead souls of their men.

The level of confusion was much higher than that of Dayan, but he still felt that if he had to choose one of the two, he would rather choose the one that could fight, rather than run farther than anyone else when he heard that he wanted to fight.

Jiang Yi glanced at him: "What do you want to ask?"

Pei Xiangyun shook his head.

Looking at his hesitant expression, Jiang Yi knew that this wolf cub was definitely hiding something in his heart.But now he has more important things to think about, so he has no time to worry about him.

"Isn't it already scheduled?" Pei Xiangyun said, "Why is Master still so sad?"

Jiang Yi was silent for a while, and said slowly: "Actually, the deployment is not done well. The military strength of Yuzhou and Longxi is far inferior to that of Usi. If you want to defend the city, you have to go to Longzhou to borrow troops. It's just..."

It's just that at present, no one is willing to be the general who defends the city.

At present, no one thinks that Dayan can rely on these [-] surviving soldiers to resist the warlike Usians from generation to generation, and they are absolutely unwilling to accept such a hot potato that is bound to be defeated.

At least, the city was destroyed and captured, becoming a model of "incompetence" in the common people's mouth, and living a lifetime with the debt of conscience.Worse, the city was directly massacred by the Uz people, not even a whole body.

Jiang Yi felt that he could understand what these people were thinking, but he couldn't help but feel sad.

In such a huge city of Yuzhou, there is not a single responsible general to be found.

Jiang Yi thought for a while, then shook his head: "Forget it, let's go."

He got up from his seat, and before he took a few steps, he heard Pei Xiangyun say from behind: "So Master wants to go to Longzhou to borrow troops by himself, is there a shortage of people to take them to defend the city?"

Jiang Yi turned around in astonishment, he didn't expect why the wolf cub's usual sluggish brain suddenly opened up, but suddenly bumped into the man's "brilliant" smile.

This may be the happiest time he has seen Pei Xiangyun smile in two lifetimes.

"Why should Master worry?" His voice was soft and soft, "If there is a lack of someone who can lead the army to fight and defend the city against the enemy, am I not the best candidate?"

The author says:

: From "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", it means that you adults cry from morning to night, and from night to morning, can you cry to death Dong Zhuo, expressing the irony of people who only move their mouths and don't work at the hard-working party