Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3196 Qin trapped King Jing and refused to return until he died

 Jinyang City.

Xiahou Dun has become increasingly silent in recent days.

“General, there were arrows shot outside the city last night, saying it was... saying it was...”

The guard was standing by, hesitating a little.

"explain. Xiahou Dun frowned deeply.

The guard then lowered his voice and said, "If you say yes... you can capture us, then surrender the city and let the past be forgotten..."

 The guard said, and reported the arrows he received.

Xiahou Dun took it, frowned at it, and then threw it on the table.

　　　　　　　　　　　lord? ” the confidant guard asked in a low voice.

Xiahou Dun pondered for a moment, "This is a strategy for alienation." 』

"General, if this happens..." the confidant guard whispered, "you must be on guard..."

Xiahou Dun's eyes flickered slightly.

In the past few days, hussars and horses roared back and forth, but Xiahou Dun didn't have many cavalry to deal with it.

Each team of hussars does not have many cavalry, and Xiahou Dun also has some cavalry, but if they really want to fight, it will be very troublesome.

Xiahou Dun was reluctant to use all his mobile power to fight against these hussars, because the hussars could obviously take turns to rest, but Xiahou Dun had to run exhausted if he wanted to fight. Therefore, either a large force of infantry was sent out, or they could only huddle behind the city wall, so Huang Cheng's cavalry stepped on their noses and came in twos and threes. When they saw Xiahou Dun sending out a large force, they ran away. If Xiahou Dun did not move, Huang Cheng The cavalrymen rushed to the city wall and threw arrows into the city.

Although this kind of arrow book has neither direction nor timeliness, it only contains some inflammatory remarks, but the effect is indeed good. At least in the past two days, some people in the city have begun to panic.

If the Cui family rebels and rebels again, can they just forget about it?

　Does anyone believe this?

 This may have something to do with Fei Qian himself.

Fei Qian's family is not big, so there are not many positions reserved for the Fei family. There will be more space for generals and officials with other surnames than in Shandong. Under Fei Qian, the Jingxiang sect is certainly more powerful, but the Xiliang sect is not weak either. There are also many native people from Sichuan and Shu in Hedong Guanzhong who are now under the command of Hussar.

The Hussars General is not only good at warfare, but also good at politics, transforming conflicts, grasping people's hearts, and mediating conflicts. Basically, he has shown this in recent years.

So if the Hussar can really pardon Cui's crime of offering the city, it is impossible to say that Cui will rebel again when the situation is not good...

 For Xiahou Dun, the current situation is somewhat different from what he expected.

This time we entered Guanzhong, we originally thought it was a sure thing.

result…

The land east of Hedong is said to have captured Taiyuan and Jinyang, but what about the other counties in Taiyuan...

 Large troops dare not send out, after all, Jinyang is the main body.

Sent out a small force, it was of no use. They were robbed halfway by so many Qiang and barbarians who came from nowhere.

These days, even the passage from Fukouxing is somewhat dangerous. The queues of people transporting grain and grass have repeatedly warned that they have encountered small groups of Qiang Hu. The core disciples of the clan resisted strongly, and it was impossible to say that their food supply would be cut off by these Qiang Hu.

 Coupled with the news I got from the past few days...

Xiahou Dun knew that the troops who had invaded Hedong a few days ago had now fallen. The land east of the river is not as chaotic and chaotic as originally expected, with people's hearts divided.

As for Guanzhong, it was even beyond Xiahou Dun and even beyond Cao Cao's expectations.

 The gentry in Guanzhong are actually willing to be humble and small?

 Or is there some other secret behind it?

Xiahou Dun felt a little uneasy for a moment.

 In fact, this cannot be blamed on Cao Cao's intelligence agency, but it is a Chinese tradition.



  Some of the gentry’s children in Hedong, Guanzhong, under Fei Qian, although they lost a lot of profits from their original land, they also made a lot more profits from trade!

It's just that these people always like to exaggerate their losses and then hide the benefits they gain. The more commercialized the nobles are, the more they are like this. Their costs are always blown up to the sky, and they lose money at every turn. I couldn't even afford to wear underpants. If I talked about profits, I would deny it. I couldn't bear it anymore. I could only use my thumb and index finger to make the most self-esteem-damaging gestures to express that I really only made a few hundred million...

Therefore, when Cao Cao's intelligence spies were snooping around Hedong in Guanzhong, what they often heard were the children of the gentry in Hedong in Guanzhong lamenting, complaining, ridiculing, etc. They thought that the gentry in Hedong in Guanzhong were very unhappy with Fei Qian's rule. dissatisfied. In fact, there is indeed dissatisfaction. Even if Fei Qian changes his behavior like Shandong, there will still be opposition parties trying to pick out the bones from the eggs, but they are not as big or as strong as Cao Cao's intelligence spies thought. .

 After all, people like to hear what they want to hear and see what they want to see. Most of the time, people get into this information cocoon by themselves, but what can be done about it?

It wasn't until Xiahou Dun captured Jinyang and began to actually go to Hedong and feel and come into contact with the facts of Hedong that he gradually understood the problems, but it was already too late. It was like a stone rolling down the mountain. It is irreparable by personal efforts.

Xiahou Dun thought that when Fei Qian learned that Taiyuan was lost and Jinyang fell, he would definitely mobilize a large army to attack. However, he did not expect that Fei Qian seemed to be indifferent and just sent some rangers to attack Jinyang. Wandering around, he would shoot a few letters of arrows from time to time, either to persuade him to surrender or to instigate him. It looked like he was showing weakness, but Xiahou Dun did not dare to take it lightly.

 Is Fei Qian really confident, or is it beyond his capabilities?

　　It sounds a bit ridiculous to say it, but Xiahou Dun really has such hope in his heart at the moment.

"This matter should not be made public..." Xiahou Dun said, "If it disturbs people's hearts, it will play into the enemy's hands..."

The confidant guard wanted to say something more, but Xiahou Dun raised his hand and stopped the confidant guard from saying, "The most important thing now is to deal with the hussar army carefully... At the beginning of this battle, I thought I could quickly defeat Guanzhong, but now it seems , it is indeed reckless..."

　　　　　　　　　lord! 』The guard was a little surprised.

However, Xiahou Dun did not avoid his mistakes because of this, "Therefore, we should focus on prudence at the moment and not make any mistakes... The four gates of the city defense should be inspected strictly, and the city should listen to the urns every hour... Also, fake food adjustment In the name of the emperor, we first sent the baggage from Jinyang City to Fukouxing Army Stronghold to prepare for emergencies..."

It was actually difficult to say such words, but Xiahou Dun felt that he was wrong, so he admitted his mistake.

 He now has to make two preparations.

 He had nothing to hide from his close guards.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　…’ The confidant of the guard whispered, 『 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　int you general’s master’)’ whispered the confidant guard, –The general, the master's intention is... are we ready to withdraw our troops? 』

Xiahou Dun shook his head and said: "There is no rush to withdraw our troops. We must hold on here for a while first. At least we can contain more than 10,000 hussars and give the lord more strength to attack... If the lord's attack on Hedong goes well... maybe we can gather our troops together." …』

Everyone has a different way of leading an army. Xiahou Dun did not think it was shameful to talk about failure. He talked about it and was ready to let others talk about his previous frustrations and fear of being blamed. The fear is gone, so that some of the previous bad emotions will not affect the subsequent war.

Now that the situation has changed, Xiahou Dun has adjusted the entire Taiyuan strategy, changing from an offensive state to a defensive strategy.

"Then, General..." The guard looked outside, "This Cui family...if you say..."

 ‘Haha…if Mrs. Cui really has some ideas…’ Xiahou Dun smiled in a low voice, ‘Wouldn’t it be better? 』

 …

 …

 Hedong, south of Yi County.

A long queue is marching, only a few of them are regular soldiers of Cao's army, and most of the rest are auxiliary soldiers and civilians.

 Fortify your camp and advance in a fortress style.

 This is Cao's army's attack method, and naturally these camps cannot be created out of thin air.

Lao Zaotou, an auxiliary soldier of Cao's army, held his "weapons", a **** and a basket.

He originally had a knife, but he lost it at some point. Then he was scolded a lot and almost beheaded. Then he got a spear, but he couldn't use it. Okay, finally I switched to a hoe...

 Have been using it for many years.

 Lao Zaotou was a refugee and was later recruited into the army.

Before he became a refugee, he was originally a farmer. He was not good at holding a knife, but he was good at holding a hoe.    He forgot where he was from...

Only occasionally in his dreams would he see the overwhelming fire and blood, see countless corpses piled up into a mountain, and see his relatives in the mountain of corpses, staring, hands stretched out, bleeding...

 The pain was unbearable for him.

Gradually, I dare not think about anything, and my heart feels like death.

After thinking about nothing, I survived.

　But it’s just alive.

 Lao Zaotou looked up and saw smoke rising in front of him.

 Lao Zaotou was already very tired. He never thought that he would be able to walk such a long way, come to such a far place, and meet so many people in his life.

 The living and the dead.

When he was young, the farthest way was just the way to the market, and the most people were those at the market.

When he was born, some Taoists from around the world told him that he had a good life and that noble people would help him when he was in trouble...

 His parents were very happy and gave Taoist You Fang half a bushel of coarse wheat as a thank you.

The old Zaotou felt that he had indeed met a "noble man". Many people had died in recent years, but he, a country farmer who couldn't wield a knife or a gun, could still make a living in such troubled times. Thank you "noble man".

 Death is very simple, but it is also very difficult.

 If you really want to die, you can die at anything.

 But people always want to live, and the most painful thing is not being able to live or die.

As the chief of the auxiliary soldiers, Lao Zaotou led a group of auxiliary soldiers and a group of civilians to rush to the front to build a new camp for Cao's army.

 hoe.

　　basket.

strength.

 Human life.

Cao Jun's camps stood up one after another like this.

 In front of the queue, the civilians staggered.

Although the wind and snow have subsided for a while, it is still cold, and the auxiliary soldiers like Lao Zaotou still have a worn-out Han military robe. As for the civilian men, many are just wearing a short jacket with bare legs, and they can have a few pieces. Wrapped in rags, it's already very good.

 In addition, the transportation of grain and grass has been difficult for a period of time, and the original meals have been reduced again and again. Now, the only food for a day is a bowl of thin soup and a black cake mixed with sand, gravel and sawdust.

 Many people are cold, hungry, and dizzy.

 One of the civilian workers didn't know whether his legs were weak or he stepped on the wrong foot. He tilted and fell to the ground, causing chaos in the queue.

　　　『That unruly people can’t even walk well! 』

Suddenly, another auxiliary commander came up, carrying a short dark red stick, and without saying a word, he slapped the fallen peasant on the thighs and buttocks.

The civilian husband was whipped and rolled on the ground, but no screams and screams could be heard. It seemed that even the pain was just instinctive, and the person had become numb.

There were no screams, which made the auxiliary commander somewhat unhappy.

That auxiliary soldier commander was actually a refugee like Lao Zaotou.

It's just that the difference between that man and Lao Zaotou is that he feels that he is no longer a refugee, but a senior auxiliary soldier, and has become a person to manage the refugees. Naturally, he cannot continue to hold a hoe, but should hold a knife and a gun. No matter how bad it is, You have to carry a stick to show your prestige.

Therefore, if the fallen civilian wailed a few times, and then knelt down to beg for mercy, the chief of the auxiliary soldiers might feel a little relieved, even if he was spared, but the civilian did not even cry out, but just groaned and rolled around, wouldn't that be true? It makes people feel that the commander of the auxiliary soldiers is deliberately letting off steam, or that he doesn't even have the energy to whip and discipline?

The chief of the auxiliary soldiers glared, gritted his teeth, and changed the direction of the stick in his hand from hitting the civilian husband's thighs and buttocks where the meat was thicker, and hit him on the cheek with the stick. The skin and flesh were instantly torn open, and blood flew out!

　　　　Okay! Hold it in! ” Old Zaotou took two steps forward and reached out to grab the long blood-stained stick of the auxiliary soldier.

The auxiliary soldier had a ferocious face, glared and bared his teeth, as if he wanted to eat human flesh and blood. He didn't listen to the old Zaotou at all, and just wanted to beat him with a stick.

Some people put on long robes and picked up the cabbage in the city, thinking that it could cover their mud legs. From then on, they became superior people and could drink human blood and eat human flesh. They could no longer be compared with the untouchables and unruly people. , when faced with the same mud-legged person as before, he started to attack even more ruthlessly than others. On the one hand, it was to show his determination and to kill and eat people without any scruples. On the other hand, it was also to show to the long-shirted class. Be loyal in order to get to the next level.

If you are scolded or investigated, you will just shirk it from above. On the surface, it seems that you are obeying orders and can't help yourself, but in fact, it is just for the dirty greed in your heart, staining your head with human blood red and official hat.

 Lao Zaotou held it tightly, and the auxiliary commander couldn't pull it out for a while, and then he shook his face and said, "Old Zaotou, what do you mean?" ! 』

"It's not interesting..." Lao Zaotou said, "If he gets to the end of the field and this kid is lazy and doesn't work, you can beat him to death, that's it... But he's still halfway there, let alone beating him to death, he will be considered disabled. , is that one less manpower? If there is one less manpower, does it mean that everyone has to carry an extra share of soil and dig an extra rock when we reach the end of the field? Otherwise, if I don't stop him, then the work that should be done by him will be your responsibility? 』

"..." The auxiliary soldier's face twitched, and he relaxed his grip. He slowly took out the stick from the old Zaotou's hand, stood there, and spit a mouthful of thick phlegm into the chest of the fallen civilian husband. body, and then shouted, "For the sake of Lao Zaotou, let this **** go for now!" Bitch! Listen clearly! Stop being lazy and take care of your life! What are you doing standing there? ! Get moving! Get the **** moving! 』

The auxiliary commander cursed and walked away.

　　　『Go. ” Old Zaotou motioned to the people beside him to help the fallen man up and continue walking forward.

Perhaps seeing that Lao Zaotou was relatively peaceful, some civilians had the courage to ask: "Old military master, how long will this... this battle last, and when will it end?" 』

　　『This is all caused by thieves in Guanzhong! "Lao Zaotou said, "Your Majesty said that all the people in Guanzhong and Guanxi are thieves. The Prime Minister just led the army to conquer. As long as we win, we can go back..."

　　　　Is Guanzhong a thief? ” someone asked.

　　　　facing. ” Old Zaotou nodded, “I didn’t quite understand it before, but later I found out that these people from Guanzhong were mixed with the Xiqiang people. If the Prime Minister hadn’t protected us in Shandong, I’m afraid we wouldn’t all have been captured by the Qiang and barbarians. Hey! 』

 Lao Zaotou was talking as he walked.

 Actually, he didn’t quite understand it, but it was precisely because he didn’t quite understand it that he wanted to have a way of describing or confirming his thoughts.

 ‘Back then, the Xiqiang were in chaos! Later, it was the Xiqiang bad guy who brought disaster to Luoyang... Now the Guanzhong man is with the Xiqiang people again. What else is he if he is not a thief? "The old Zaotou said, and he also became sad, "Oh, how many people have died in these years..."

 Lao Zaotou does not have much access to external information.

Since everyone says that Cao Cao is a good prime minister, then he should be a good prime minister...

 After all, Lao Zaotou really hopes that the big man will have a good prime minister who can lead everyone out of pain and regain a new life.

In this way, Lao Zaotou will have the motivation to live, and he will feel that his hard work with Cao Jun is worth it. It is for the rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty and the peace of the world.

　His suffering, his tiredness, and everything he has are valuable.

As he walked away, Lao Zaotou said, "The thieves in Guanzhong want to fight, but they won't take care of our lives like the prime minister, so they have to fight. If they win, that's fine..."

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　deded with blood on his face.] The man who was beaten with blood on his face just casually wiped a layer of soil on his head to stop the bleeding, staggered while walking, and murmured and repeated, 『… take care of... our... lives...」

"Hmm..." Lao Zao came forward and looked at the farmer's wound, "Okay, no blood... In war, death is inevitable, but you have to live well... everyone must live well..."

Old Zaotou coughed and looked at the surrounding civilians, "Everyone is the same, we all have to live well... Isn't it better to live and die... When this battle is over, the hard days will be over..."

He raised his hand and pointed forward, "Everyone, listen to me... Guanzhong was taken away by thieves, and we will always get it back!" Otherwise, what should we do if those barbarians and thieves come again and cause trouble? If you all work hard now, you will have food to eat. In this world, you can't always fight wars. You always have to cultivate the land to eat. If you suffer a little now, if you get over it, then there will be fields to cultivate! 』

 Lao Zaotou looked ahead with hope.

 He believes it because everyone says so...

 At least, that’s what those who wear long gowns in Shandong, the Han Dynasty, say. Those people are good-looking, well-dressed, and know many things that Lao Zao Tuo doesn’t understand. They also sound nice when they talk, so they’re not deceiving people, right?