MTL - Farmer of Shu Han-Chapter 1217 embarrassing

  Chapter 1217 Embarrassed

   "General, the thief is coming again!"

  Hearing the faint shouts of killing coming from outside the camp, Wang Ping, who had slept in his clothes last night, did not show the slightest panic on his face, but turned over quickly.

"Walk!"

  From the Dagu Road, the main road from Shangdang to Taiyuan, the Han and Wei armies have been fighting for three days and four nights.

  Wang Ping had people build some strongholds on the mountains on both sides of the avenue in the shortest time, which caused a lot of trouble for the Wei army.

   But at the same time, the Wei army came too fast, and its strength far exceeded Wang Ping's expectations.

  There are 2,000 people guarding the top of the mountain. In the past few days, although the soldiers in every stronghold on the top of the mountain are very tenaciously trying to hold the stronghold.

  But the Wei army rushing up from the bottom of the mountain seemed endless, and the Han army was outnumbered after all.

  After suffering heavy casualties, they had to gradually give up the mountain pass and retreat to the mountain pass.

  Wang Ping's base camp was built at the exit of Dagu, which blocked the way Wei Jun wanted to enter Taiyuan.

   After losing the hills on both sides, this camp became the last barrier of Taiyuan.

   "Hey!"

   "Boom!"

   "One, two!"

   "Boom!"

   Wei Jun, who was like an ant, pushed a cart, a large pole, etc., and kept crashing and destroying the antlers outside the camp.

   "General?"

  Seeing Wang Ping striding over, the soldiers guarding the perimeter of the camp seemed to have a backbone.

"How is it going?"

   "Return to General, there are more thieves than yesterday!"

  The captain of the battalion team said in a hurried tone: "And they suddenly attacked at dawn."

   "Huh?" Wang Ping raised his head and looked to the east. The sun was blocked by the mountain top, and behind the mountain top, only a little golden light could be seen scattered in the air.

   That is to say, the sun has not yet risen.

  Wang Ping looked around the camp again, and saw that some antlers had been knocked down, but his face did not change, but he said calmly:

   "The thief seems to be in a hurry!"

  Looking around at the soldiers who all had worried faces, Wang Ping laughed:

   "The more anxious the thief is, the more it means that time is on our side. The longer we defend, the more favorable the situation will be!"

  The words of the general made the soldiers feel a little more stable:

   "General, what shall we do?"

   "Pass my military order, crossbowmen are ready!"

   "General, the crossbowmen are already ready."

"That's good!"

  He raised the binoculars and watched for a while, then Wang Ping put down the binoculars and pointed in one direction: "There!"

   "Here!"

   Wei Jun, who just knocked over an antler, was excited and wanted to rush in.

  Suddenly, he was hit head-on by arrows like a rainstorm!

"ah!"

"pain!"

   "Big, big bang, hurry up!"

  A soldier turned his head, waved his weapon, and shouted loudly towards the rear.

   Who would have thought that this action exposed his identity, and several heavy arrows flew towards him from different directions!

   Even though he was wearing armor, two of the arrows specially made for piercing the armor still pierced through the armor.

   Fortunately, because of the protection of the armor, the arrows cannot cause fatal damage.

   It's just that the uncle's heart of rejoicing has not yet disappeared, and an arrow with an extremely tricky angle has already gone straight to his unprotected neck.

  In an instant, a cloud of blood burst out of his neck, and the arrow came out from the other side of the neck.

  Uncle Zu subconsciously covered the wound, trying to exert his last bit of strength, turned his head, trying to see the direction of the arrow.

   Unfortunately, his body fell limp involuntarily.

  The last thing that caught his eyes was half a red sun on the top of the mountain...

  Seeing that the Wei thief Zubo who was the first to lead people into the antlers was shot down by an arrow, on the side of the Han army, a team leader patted the crossbowman beside him vigorously:

"Okay!"

  The soldiers carrying heavy crossbows in both hands are obviously different from the Han people in appearance. They are full of beards and look like they are in their forties.

  But the team leader knew that this soldier of Hu origin was a young man in his twenties.

  The Hu soldiers’ eyes were shining with excitement:

   "Team rate, this, yes, can it be counted as military merit?"

  Han Chinese seems to have a smell of mutton, but it is still fluent.

  Hearing the words, the team leader smiled lightly, and looked at Wei Jun who was still pouring in, his face became a little dignified:

   "Forget it, of course it does, but you have to beat back the bandit army first, if you can't beat the bandit army back, we will be considered defeated."

  He looked at the Hu soldiers again, "How can the defeated army have any military merits? Don't you think so?"

  The Hu soldier boy also cast his eyes on the Wei thief in front, nodded heavily, gritted his teeth, and pulled the string again to shoot the arrow.

  My oldest son is four and a half years old and almost five years old.

  According to the rules of Pingcheng, one can go to school at the age of six.

  But Huren children, if they want to enter the school, it doesn't mean that they can enter as soon as they want.

   Either enter the workshop, and then register through the workshop.

   But how easy is it to get a naturalization?

   Wait at least five years.

  After five years, you must meet the naturalization requirements before you can apply.

  But how long has it been since the big man regained Pingcheng and opened a workshop in Pingcheng?

  I can't wait at all.

  Of course, it is not impossible to shorten the deadline.

   It goes without saying that Hu Nu married a frontier soldier of the Han Dynasty.

   Hu Er joined the Han army and made military achievements. As long as the military achievements are sufficient, he can also be naturalized directly.

  According to the level of military merit, it is possible to recommend one, two, three, or four children to school—if you make great achievements, five, six, seven, or eight are no problem.

  In troubled times, military merit is the most important, and military merit is also the fastest shortcut to cross classes.

   Not only Hu soldiers think so, but Han soldiers also think so.

"kill!"

  After the rain of arrows, the defenders of the Han army soon appeared in front of the Wei army who broke into the antlers.

  The armor worn by the defenders of the Han army has long been stained with blood. The swords, guns and halberds are no longer shiny, but they are still extremely sharp.

  The big man has replaced the third-generation standard weapons in the army in the past few years, and it has played an extremely important role at this time.

  If it was changed to the past, the high-intensity fighting in the past few days may have begun to curl up, and the lethality will also decrease.

   "The morale of the thief has not fallen!"

  Standing on the high **** behind the army, watching the Wei army who snatched the antlers, was pushed back by the Han army again.

  The scheming Sima Yi couldn't help showing surprise on his face:

   "There are so many elite soldiers from the western thieves!"

   After marveling, he frowned again, and his seriousness became more serious.

  The stronger the enemy is, the less good news it is for oneself.

   After several years of planning, he finally joined the party. Naturally, Sima Yi had already found out that Taiyuan was empty of troops.

   Therefore, after entering Huguan, he did not lead his troops to the south, through the eldest son, to attack Gaoping Pass, and cut off Wei Yan's retreat.

  One reason is that Wei Yan is a mighty general of the western bandits and has led the army for a long time. If the bandits are forced to defend Gaoping Pass, he may not be able to take it in a short time.

  The second reason is that Taiyuan County, which is easily available, is far more important than the mere Gaoping Pass.

  Take Taiyuan, and then move south to block the Guanjuejin Valley, it will be difficult for the western thieves to go north.

   And Shangdang has the eldest son as a barrier, so there is nothing to worry about.

  This can be said to abandon the small and take the big.

   I just didn't expect that Taiyuan, which was clearly empty of troops, did not know where such an elite army would emerge, and it would be able to block 30,000 of its own with thousands of troops.

   "There are so many thieves and warriors!"

  Sima Yi listened to the sound of throwing gold from his side, and ordered:

   "Go, send someone to ask who the other party's general is."

   "Here."

  Seeing that the Wei thief retreated again, he did not immediately organize a second wave of attack, but instead sent someone to inquire about himself.

  Wang Ping laughed, pretending to be relaxed and said to the left and right:

   "The thief and I have been fighting each other for several days, and the thief only remembered to ask my name at this time. It seems that he has tasted our strength!"

   Lost the dangerous hills on both sides of Dagu, and the thieves cleared the obstacles around the main village.

  Now there is only the last trench and antlers left in the main village.

  If you can’t keep it today, you may have to rely on the fence of the camp tomorrow.

   It must be impossible to say that the soldiers did not have the slightest fear in their hearts.

  But seeing the master general so relaxed and freehand, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

  Laughter dilutes the solemnity above the camp.

   After laughing, Wang Ping looked around and asked:

   "Who, dare to go to the thief camp for me?"

   "The last general wants to go!"

   "The last general is willing to go!"

   "From this point of view, the warriors in the army are all strong!" Wang Ping smiled when he saw the enthusiasm of the people, "There may still be a big battle in the next few days, why don't you take the opportunity to rest and make new achievements?"

  He casually pointed to a certain personal guard: "Go ahead and tell Sima Yi that the ones standing in front of him are the Colonel of the Great Han Protector Xianbei, General Wang Ping of the Dian Army, and all the generals of the Great Han!"

   "Here!"

   After giving the order, Wang Ping took the time to arrange the defense again.

  After the generals got the military order to leave, Wang Ping's face became a little heavy:

   It turned out that Sima Yi personally led the army here, no wonder the bandits attacked and plundered so ferociously.

   Then he was shocked again: Sima Yi is here, so I have to send someone to report it as soon as possible!

  …

  "Wang Ping?" Sima Yi got the reward, stroked his beard and took two steps back and forth, and repeated, "Wang Zijun?"

   "This person's name seems familiar, but why can't I remember it?"

  Sima Yi thought to himself that in the Han army, he could recall all the famous generals.

   Could it be that this Wang Ping has no reputation in the Han army?

   But it’s not right either!

   Otherwise, how could this name sound familiar?

  Sima Yi came back and took two steps.

  From Feng Mingwen and Wei Wenchang down to the generals of the Han army, Sima Yi went through everything he could think of.

   "Hi!"

  Sima Yi seemed to have finally thought of something, and slapped his thigh suddenly, "No wonder, no wonder!"

   After slapping his thigh, Sima Yi clapped his fist again, with regret on his face:

   "No wonder, Fenglin Huoshan, it's hard to know like Yin, hard to know like Yin!"

   There are rumors in the world that Feng Yong has four generals under Feng Linhuo.

  The wind general is Guan Suo, the forest general is Zhang Yi, and the fire general is Zhao Guang.

  Only those who are as immovable as a mountain have different opinions and do not know their names.

   Didn't expect Feng Yong to arrange him here!

   Can’t be wrong, can’t be wrong, definitely can’t be wrong.

  At this moment, Sima Yi had completely remembered when he had heard of Wang Ping's name.

   During those years guarding Guanzhong, Longguan, the most important pass from Guanzhong to Longyou, was guarded by Wang Ping.

  Sima Yi sent scouts to investigate the various roads in Longshan.

  The surrounding area of ​​Longguan was well-arranged and heavily guarded, which shows Wang Ping's ability to defend.

  During the battle of Longyou, the attention of the world was captured by the battle of Jieting.

  But it was overlooked that Feng Yong completely entrusted his retreat to the hands of the unknown Wang Ping at the most critical moment.

   That is to say, counting from the first battle of Longyou, Wang Ping guarded Longguan for seven or eight years.

  Wang Ping, if he hadn't won the trust of Feng Mingwen, how could he have guarded Longguan for so long without much military exploits?

   "No wonder I think it sounds familiar, but I can't remember who he is for a while."

  Sima Yi sighed:

   "Careless, careless! Feng Mingwen is far-sighted, and he really lives up to his reputation."

  Feng Mingwen is a famous general in the world, how can he not see the suspicion that Taiyuan's military strength is empty?

  As the Protector of the Central Committee of the Han Dynasty, he has the power to supervise the internal and external military affairs, so how can he be indifferent to this?

  So the most reasonable explanation is that Wang Ping was simply a dark move arranged by Feng Mingwen in Bingzhou.

   "Good layout, really good layout!"

  Sima Yi thought about the joint here, and said bitterly again.

  Placing the unknown Wang Ping in Bingzhou not only avoids attracting attention, but also achieves the effect of being unexpected and unexpected.

   Unexpectedly, I became an effect instead!

  Sima Yi looked up at the Han army camp not far away, with a cold light in his eyes:

   "Still as immovable as a mountain? I want to see how long you can stay still!"

   "Come on, beat the drums, march!"

  …

  Just when Wang Ping, who had only 3,000 people left, fell into the most dangerous juncture, General Guan Suo, who had already crossed the river, was in the Taishou Mansion of Hedong, staring at the map in a daze.

   "General, Governor Jiang is here."

   "Let him in."

   "Here."

  The governor of Hedong, Jiang Bin, the son of Jiang Wan, entered the house and saluted General Guan:

   "The next official pays homage to General Zhendong."

   "Jiang Fujun doesn't need to be too polite, please sit down."

  General Zhendong turned around, sat back on the chair, and asked:

   "These days, how is the matter of raising grain and grass in Hedong?"

  Jiang Bin replied:

   "General Zhendong, since General Zhendong came from Chang'an, all families in Hedong have been very enthusiastic when they heard that the United Reserve Bureau wants to increase seats."

   "In just a few days, the prefect's mansion has already recorded a lot of accounts. General Zhendong wants to look over them?"

  General Guan shook his head:

   "Shangdang's war is extremely urgent. If it weren't for raising food and grass that is related to the actions behind the army, how could I have the mood to stay here for such a long time?"

   "Now that the matter of grain and grass in the east of the river is already in sight, I naturally can't stay here any longer. Today I will set off immediately and go to Wenxi."

  Wen Xi, it was the place where the Southern Army led by Zhang Bao was stationed.

   Zhang Bao, who had learned that General Guan had arrived in Hedong early, came out of the barracks to greet him when he heard that General Guan was coming:

   "The last general Zhang, cough, Zhang..."

   "The military situation is urgent, General Zhang doesn't need to be polite."

  General Zhendong hurried into the barracks.

   Zhang Bao smiled wryly, and hurriedly followed.

  Entered the account of the commander, and after there was no one else, General Zhendong calmed down:

   "Brother Zhang, how is the military situation?"

  Zhang Bao shook his head, looking a little sad:

   "The bandit army on Zhiguandao was led by Jiang Ji himself, and has never retreated, so I dare not relax."

   Sighed, Zhang Bao had a bitter look on his face:

   "Although there was an urgent letter from Shangdang, I didn't dare to send troops to rescue."

   "Brother's approach is correct." General Zhendong nodded, his eyes fell on the map on the desk of the handsome account, "I would rather lose Shangdang than lose Hedong."

   She sighed:

  "When I set off from Chang'an, I have been thinking about a question, should I go directly from Hedong to Gaoping Pass, or from Guanjue Valley to Taiyuan?"

  Now that most of the Shangdang has been lost, if Gaoping loses again, the entrance to Shangdang from Hedong will be completely blocked.

  However, if the thieves learn that the reinforcements have arrived at Gaoping Pass, guarding the eldest son closely, and taking the opportunity to move the main force northward to attack Taiyuan, the state will be in danger.

   At that time, the reinforcements will have to turn back from Gaoping Pass and go to Taiyuan via Guanjue Valley.

  Sima Yi's surprise attack, according to Shangdang, can attack and retreat or defend, it really makes it difficult for the big man to take care of both ends in a hurry!

  Her eyes fixed on Zhang Bao:

   "Brother, do you have any suggestions?"

  (end of this chapter)