Fall in love with the technology tree [Three Kingdoms]

Changshe, named after the rapid growth of trees during the Spring and Autumn Period.Until the army of Huangjin and Huangfusong confronted each other, Changshe was only a small county town, surrounded by lush greenery.

Naturally, the small Changshe County cannot accommodate [-] troops, so the front army, rear army, left army, and right army must be stationed outside the old city wall.Originally, it was most convenient to cut down logs on the spot to build a camp, but Huangfusong is such an experienced general, he would rather dig yellow mud to build walls than settle for wooden structures.

Therefore, the construction of the camp of the Han army was much slower than that of the Yellow Turban.The new wall built of loess was erected and demolished several times.Often before new holes are added, the yellow scarves rush to the city, and the soil that has not been dried will shatter.When the soil was piled up again, blood and meat scraps were mixed in the yellow mud.The wall that was finally repaired was mottled, yellow, black and red mixed, as if the dye vat had been overturned.

Repairing a fortification requires human life, and over time there will be complaints in the army. "General Huangfu is too pedantic."

So in the end, it had to evolve into a situation of fighting in the front and building the city behind, non-stop day and night.

"Master, those of us who have been trained since childhood can still bear it, but ordinary soldiers..." Cao Jiu complained to Cao Cao while maintaining his bow and arrow.

Cao Cao's face became thinner, and his breastplate was stained with clots of blood. At this time, he was leading two or three soldiers to clean up the blood in the camp.The general who took the initiative to sweep the ground was the only one in the entire Huangfusong tribe.So the wounded who were still wrapped in bandages were so moved that they limped over to grab Cao Cao's broom.

Cao Cao swept the people away with a broom: "Go. Take the time to rest."

The soldiers on the side burst out laughing.

After Cao Cao finished sweeping the ground, his heart rate, which had been accelerated by the fight, also calmed down.He unbuttoned his armor and sat down by the well to breathe a sigh of relief.

The weather is getting hotter and the war is getting tighter, and everyone has no time to deal with hygiene issues.Tens of thousands of elders were together, and the whole camp was filled with a strong smell of sweat, and the corpses that were too late to be buried on the battlefield were decomposing day by day. It was God's blessing that there was no plague in this environment.

Whenever the living conditions plummeted, Cao Cao would think of A Sheng. "Let me tell you, I'd rather walk a few more steps than go upstream to fetch water or drink well water. Who knows if the water downstream has been soaked in corpses or someone has urinated?"

It was Xiahou Dun who had just come here to take refuge in the conversation. "If the second brother were here, he wouldn't drink the boiled well water. The inside and outside of the tent would be smoked with vinegar."

Cao Cao glared at him: "Don't tell me, Ah Sheng is in charge of the camp in Youzhou, and there has never been a plague. That's how she started her business."

The handsome young man Xiahou Dun touched the bridge of his nose: "Brother, isn't the situation tense? The moth thief is just staring at the western wall and smashing it. Maybe the wall will be broken tomorrow. Who is going to sweep the floor, bathe and bury the corpse when life is at stake?"

"On the other hand, if we sweep the floor, bathe and bury the corpse, we can continue to live tomorrow!" Cao Cao raised his voice, stood up abruptly, poured a bucket of well water on himself to cool down, and went to inspect the camp.

On duty in the wounded barracks was a medical student sent by Ah Sheng, named Zhu Ye, from Donglai, Qingzhou, who was good at medicine.The antibacterial medicine mixed with penicillin powder is originally produced in the South Island. There are three big boxes sealed with wax paper. In addition, there is a two-pronged herbal formula given by Hua Yan.As a result, the survival rate of wounded soldiers in Cao Cao's battalion was particularly high.Miracle doctor Zhu's reputation is also particularly resounding.

Cao Cao walked around the wounded barracks and saw that most of the people were lying on stretchers and breathing lightly, and there was no other smell in the tent except the smell of herbs.He raised his hand to hold down the slightly injured patient who wanted to get up and saluted, and walked lightly to Zhu Ye who was adjusting the bandage.

"Are there enough medicinal herbs? Do you need to go out to collect them?"

Dr. Zhu shook his head indifferently, and said a hoarse voice: "Wai." The yellow scarves outside surrounded the city, and they couldn't pick it.

"Then... how many days are enough?"

Zhu Ye stretched out three fingers.

"Three months?"

Shaking his head.

"Three days?"

Shaking his head.

Even though he knew that Zhu Ye had hurt his throat when he was young, Cao Cao wanted to scold him.

Finally, Miracle Physician Zhu finally opened his mouth and uttered two hoarse words: "Three weeks."

It took Cao Cao ten seconds to pull out the concept of "Zhou" from his mind.Weihai and Dalian use seven days as a week, and the school and workshop are closed once a week.Calculated in this way, Zhu Ye can last another 20 days here. If his elite battalion is like this, other troops will be even more difficult.

The Yellow Turbans did not follow the Basic Law when fighting, and there was no agreement between the two sides to stop the war and collect the corpses.I am afraid that as time goes by, the possibility of a plague outbreak will increase.

Cao Cao went to the Chinese Army to look for Huang Fusong with a worried expression on his face.Huangfu Song was also worried, although there was enough water and food, but the medicinal materials were in short supply.He also didn't expect the Yellow Turban's offensive to be so fierce.

"This is what it should be. The longer the time drags on, the more perfect Luoyang's defense will be, and the more local braves will be recruited from various places. We want to stick to it for a long time, and Bocai naturally wants to make a quick victory."

Cao Cao cupped his fists, and the metal armor made a crisp sound of impact: "If you want to attack, sneak attack is the best."

Huangfusong looked at Cao Cao like he was looking at a stunned young man, but this time he didn't directly refuse. "Go, go up to the city wall and have a look."

What they climbed was the inner wall, which was the original city wall of Changshe County. Counting the newly built archery tower, it could be five or six meters high.

Standing on a high place and looking out, the first thing you see is the broken limbs and blood dripping outside the earthen wall.The yellow cloth strips were mixed with the black military uniforms, and the rotten smell shot straight into the sky under the scorching sun.Further outside, there is a narrow grassland, and the Yellow Turban camp is at the other end of the grassland.

I have to say that the living conditions of the Yellow Turbans are much better than theirs, with trees for shade and far away from the corpses.Look at the conditions of your own house, the corpse outside the wall smells like loess inside the wall, don't live too hard.No wonder the morale of the Han army is low, there is no harm if there is no comparison.

Huangfusong laughed: "Meng De, you see the trees in the Mothie camp are full of shade, what do you think of?"

Cao Cao lowered his head for three seconds, and then his eyes lit up: "The general means... fire?"

"The south wind has become more and more fierce these two days. This is God's blessing for me." Huangfusong turned his head, with a sharp light in his eyes, "Captain Cao Cao, the commander of Duqi, let you be the vanguard tonight, steal the camp and set fire to it, you can do it ?”

Cao Cao pursed his lips tightly: "I will fulfill my mission!"

Summer nights are hot and unsettling.Even the stars hanging in the sky can't make people's hearts more stable.Cao Cao led two thousand fine cavalry, set off from the south gate of the county seat, and sneaked around to the south of the Yellow Turban camp.The arrowheads were all wrapped with strips of cloth soaked in oil, and the bows were fired only after they were lit.

This is not an arrow used to hurt people, but an arrow used to set fire.There are many tall trees in the Yellow Turban camp. If you can't burn the tents, you will definitely burn the plants.Although the plants are not easy to ignite, once they burn, it is like a forest fire.

After three rockets were fired, the camp on the opposite side was in chaos, and the voices of "firefighting" kept coming and going.

Cao Cao drew out his long sword: "Kill! Scatter and set fires everywhere! After the fire is formed, break out from the east and return to Changshe."

Tonight the wind is southerly and easterly. They set fires in the south, and the fire will spread to the northwest at a very fast speed. Only the east is a possible escape route.Cao Cao didn't want his soldiers to be burned to death, so he added the latter sentence.

The cavalry responded with "promise" one after another.Then the team rushed into the scorching Yellow Turban camp like black water.

Cao Cao took the lead, leading Xiahoudun and his own soldiers, cutting the yellow scarf carrying the bucket all the way to the direction of Bocai's big tent.When they saw torches, they robbed them; when they saw stables, they burned them; when they saw grain, they also burned them.

The wind is getting stronger, accompanied by the whistling of tongues of fire.Cao Cao only felt the scorching temperature on his back.There were more yellow scarves in front of him, densely blocking his horse's head.It seemed that someone was shouting "Fifty thousand reward for capturing the enemy's leader", but Cao Cao didn't hear clearly, he only had heavier arms and only battlefield intuition.

Taking the horse's head sharply and turning to the right, he threw out his halberd, throwing a fleeting breakthrough in the crowd. "Let's go!" He roared, and he took the lead in patting his horse and rushing eastward.

I don't know how long it took to run before the burning sensation on my back subsided, and the smell of corpses became clearer and clearer.They left the Yellow Turban camp and returned to the battlefield where the two armies fought, and further ahead was the city wall of Changsha.

He even saw the soldiers who came to meet him.

Safe.

A raging fire ignited in the Yellow Turban camp, turning half of the sky orange, as if nine suns had fallen there.

"Haha, hahaha." Cao Cao laughed and turned his head.Only seven or eighty of the 120 riders who originally followed him remained.So Cao Cao stopped laughing and steered the horses to a big rock: "Light the torches and wait for the brothers."

Their team rushed hard, and other teams should be able to survive more people.Facts have proved that Cao Cao's judgment is correct, and many cavalry escaped from the fire in time.

By the time the sun rose early in the morning and made people sweat profusely, he had recovered more than 200 death squads that had been blackened by the fire.Many people's horses were burned to death, and some people's beards and hair were burned off, all kinds of embarrassment.But the smiles on everyone's faces couldn't stop, because Bo was completely defeated.

The forest fire in Changsha burned for three days and three nights before it subsided. The original Yellow Turban camp was all scorched, and the delicate war horses refused to take half a step inside.The yellow turban soldiers who did not run away were either cooked or burnt, and of course more of them fled westward.

Huangfusong sent two teams to attack the rest of the Yellow Turbans from the north and the south.On the other hand, he took the Chinese army and luggage and walked westward at a leisurely pace.

As the hero of the surprise attack, Cao Cao obviously felt his status has improved.Originally, other military generals saw him as a related household.After all, it has been several years since Zhang Huan passed away, and it was only a matter of his youth when he fought Xianbei in Bingzhou, and he is not old enough to convince the public.But Huangfusong stood behind Cao Cao, and his own father was an important minister, and everyone couldn't afford to mess with him, so they always took a detour when they met.

This time, with real combat exploits, more talents came to make friends during the march.Some praised "heroes and heroes", some praised "skilled soldiers and horses", and some even pulled the dead Zhang Huan into a relationship.Cao Cao couldn't bear to be bothered, so he asked Huangfusong for leave, and went to hide in the grain transportation team.

It was still hot, and although there was a shower in the morning, the sun was shining most of the time.Cao Cao was lying on an ox cart full of straw, with a broken wooden shield covering his face.He was wearing unlined clothes, and he lifted the hem of the short jacket to fan the wind with one hand, showing his wheat-colored abdominal muscles from time to time, looking a bit rascal.

"Is this the original Cao Mengde who is in full swing?"

Cao Cao sat up straight with a carp, and the wooden shield was about to flip over, but someone beside him quickly caught it.

He was a young middle-ranking officer, tall and handsome.

Cao Cao took the shield from the opponent, put it under his buttocks, and then clasped his fists together: "Cao Mengde of Qiao County, that's how it is."

The other party laughed loudly: "Sun Wentai in Fuchun. I was the one who mopped up the remaining troops on the North Road."

Cao Cao was infected by him, and was also happy: "I know you. I saw you in the camp of the Chinese army." He looked at Sun Jian's armor and clothing: "You have been promoted. You are indeed a hero."

"Thanks to General Huangfu's appreciation."

Cao Cao and Sun Jian were the same age, so they hit it off quite a bit, and agreed to drink together when they had time.In the following summer and throughout the autumn, Sun Jian, who was still a mid-level officer, and Cao Cao, who was barely a senior officer, followed the large army to sweep up Bocaiyu's troops on the Yuzhou Plain.

There was a fight in Yangdi in September, and another fight in Wancheng in October.Although it was fierce, there was no pressure for the Han army to be wiped out.

The balance of victory and defeat tilted towards the Han army when the fire in Changshe was ignited.It is unrealistic to kill all the refugees, but it is also impossible for these people to organize a force to threaten Luo Yang.

The mission of Huangfu Song's Ministry is completed, and the next step is to look at Lu Zhi of Jizhou.

The author has something to say: Huangfusong and Zhu Jun were originally fighting against the Yellow Turban Army in Yingchuan. Zhu Jun was beaten by Bocai and asked Huangfusong to save him.Sun Jian was historically Zhu Jun's subordinate.Because Ah Sheng and Duan Jiong slaughtered Zhu Jun in Jiaozhou (not written in detail), so there is no Zhu Jun here, only Huangfusong’s army fought against Bocai. I think the result should be similar to the history (the defeat without Zhu Jun may be returned to be smoother).Sun Jian was assigned to Huangfusong by me.

There will be more butterfly effect events in the future, and I may not be able to point them out.Readers, please distinguish between history and fiction.