Spring and Autumn I Am King

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Yang Hu knew that this was a critical moment to inspire Qi's morale again. After seeing Qi Hou's silence for a while, he suddenly laughed.

"How difficult is this, bring the widow's horse!"

The Marquis of Qi gave an order, and Dong Guoshu and others next to him followed suit, and the warrior Limi led the majestic red horse into the open space.

"Everyone should know that this is the head of the horses who love horses and pull carts."

Indeed, Yanghu saw that it had slender legs, sharp ears, and was extremely intelligent. As if smelling the breath of death, the red horse immediately rolled his eyes, raised his front feet, and neighed endlessly, before they were subdued by the strength of several people.

The Duke of Qi drew out his sword and said loudly, "Today, the few people do not love horses but love others, so they will kill them to be savages!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qi Hou first reluctantly stroked the horse's neck, then gritted his teeth, slashed the sharp blade, and cut open its noble head. The horse screamed and fell to the ground on all four limbs, trembling violently, blood spurting out from the wound like a red spring.

Qi Hou really killed his beloved horse, everyone was shocked, and then the horse was divided. Pieces of bright red horse meat, bubbling with white heat in the cold winter, were passed over one by one, making people hold them in their hands and coveted them. Incessantly, they will be roasted by the fire to fill the hungry stomach.

"As for those without clothes..." Qihou waved his hand, and the vertical temple took the clothes and furs he usually wore.

After Qihou took it, he personally draped it on the person who had just raised his objection, calling him cold and hungry.

"The widow has a lot of clothes, and I can't wear that much. The excess will be distributed to the people of the country!"

Marquis Qi's performance is very good, whether it is holding horse meat or being clothed in coats and furs, they are all from the heart, moved to tears, and bowed down to Marquis Qi in the snow, performing a salutation!

The Marquis of Qi still looked sorry for the soldiers and soldiers: "This time, all the widows and horses were killed. Except for some of the cattle and horses that pulled the carriages, the horses of the other officials and military officials, all those who were cold and could not walk or pulled carts, were all killed. Kill it. If the doctor has extra clothes, all of them will be distributed to the subordinates. Let’s talk about it and hope that everyone will stick to it for a few more days!”

Yang Hu watched the whole process, nodding his head during the process. After all, he was a monarch for nearly 50 years and survived in the dictatorship of the powerful ministers. It's not that Qihou has no talent, but that he is useless in the right place on weekdays. As long as he pretends to be good and displays the things that Yan Ying taught, he can still restore the morale of the army, just like Yiyi was in mourning for the loss of life.

In those days, Duke Huan of Qi led his army on a thousand-mile march, attacked the Shan Rong in the north, and beheaded the Guzhu Kingdom. On the way back, he was trapped in the snow-covered mountains and lost his direction. In the end, he returned with the knowledge of an old horse. Now Qihou Chujiu sees that he is trapped in the winter snow of Pubei. So killing horse soldiers and **** warm men is enough to become a story through the ages.

Sure enough, under the performance of the Marquis of Qi, the people of Qi were called to be wise and wise, and the exhaustion and despair of everyone just now were swept away, and the speed of the march even accelerated a lot...

However, Yang Hu knew that the meat of these animals would only be enough for half a meal at most. From October last year to this summer, he was besieged in Guanyi by Meng Shigong Lianyang. tasted hunger. Hunger will never stop, it is endless, it will come from the inside out, from the stomach to the skin and bones. Destroy a man made of iron and copper, and see a lump of corn to bow and kneel.

He guessed that tomorrow, at least the day after, if the situation did not improve, the morale that had finally been stimulated would still be low. In the end, the Qi Army fell apart!

So you still have to figure out how to get out and survive, Yang Hu is not willing to be a wronged ghost in the chaotic army.

...

a day later.

At night, the world is gray, and the smell of pine and moss, with a hint of chill, wafts in the wind. Pale mists rose from the land, and the knights trudged through the rubble and cluttered wood and climbed the hills.

Here, they could see warm fires scattered like pearls on the field under the night sky. There were so many fires that Zhao Wuxi couldn't count them: thousands of bonfires formed a swaying band of light, accompanied by a milky white stream flowing slowly beside them, it looked like two rivers, one ice and one ice. fire. This scene is a magnificent landscape that has never been seen before.

However, that was a scene created by the enemies. The more bonfires, the less the Qi people suffered from starvation, freezing and loss along the way. The more tidy the fire is, the more it shows that their morale has not completely collapsed, and their organization is still there.

"On the snow, fire is the source of life." Wu Xie slowly explained to the soldiers who were also shivering from the cold: "It is also the way to die."

Following his instructions, the cavalry stopped making open flames since they began to approach the Qi army. People feed on raw and cold cured meats, fried corn and tougher fish breasts. When sleeping, they huddled under their cloaks and furs and slept together to keep each other warm, so as to avoid the Qi army from finding out, so that the cavalry lost the best chance of attacking and needed it.

He pointed to the small wood opposite and said, "Hold the fire in the lee and shake it three times."

The subordinates followed suit, and the opposite side responded quickly. A horse body followed by more than a hundred soldiers slowly drove along the path. There was a tall passenger on the car. He was wrapped in bear fur, and he looked like a bear. Zhao Wuxi was still a little unaccustomed to the taller body and physique of his younger cousin, Tu Ran, and after a moment of stunned he remembered that this should be Zhao Guangde.

According to the agreement, the main force of Wu Xie and Zhao Yang will meet again on this farmland and wilderness to complete the "encirclement" of the Qi army, and Zhao Guangde was sent to contact him.

Seeing Zhao Wuxi from a distance, Zhao Guangde got out of the car and saluted him, exhaling a lot of white breath: "Cousin has worked hard." Even his voice was rough.

Wu Xie stepped forward with a smile and brushed the snowflakes and ice on his shoulders for him, with a friendly attitude. The relationship between the Zhao clan and Xiaozong has not been very good, and Wu Xie hopes that he can at least capture the Wen Di family.

"Cousin is also working hard. My father's army of more than 10,000 has arrived? How is the wear and tear these days? The Qi people's camp is too bright, and it is impossible to see the situation twenty or thirty kilometers away in the south."

Zhao Guangde opened his mouth to make a prediction, looked at the people around him again, and whispered in Wu Xie's ear: "Cousin, things have changed... Uncle is not more than 10,000, but only 6,000!"

...

"What's going on?" Wu Xie was slightly surprised after hearing the words.

The main force commanded by Zhao Yang was 5,000 less than expected. Was it a loss due to the early battle with the Qi army? According to Zhao Yang's temperament, he can't help but do such a thing. After all, he was chased by Qi Hou all the way before, and suffered a lot of humiliation. But with the old fox, Fu Sou, by his side, he should be able to persuade him, right?

Or, what happened to the south?

"Of course. Just when we lured the Qi people to reach Pushui, our army will cross the river again, and the news is that Punan has changed. After Wei Hou and Wang Sun Jia Bu saw through Cao Bo's disguise as Zhao soldiers, they attacked Cao's army. Cao Bo was defeated. Lost. Nearly a thousand people have now retreated to Taoyi, and have sent three consecutive requests to my uncle for help, claiming that the guards are about to cross the river to Punan, and the state of Cao may not be able to stop them."

"So my father divided his troops to support the country of Cao?" Wu Xie understood the reason. Can not help but be full of regrets.

As the saying goes, in the town of ten houses, there must be loyal men. It is true that the talents of various princes cannot be underestimated, otherwise they will surprise you from time to time.

On the other hand, Cao Guo, a pig teammate, is still unreliable. But the situation at that time was extremely unfavorable for the Zhao family. The Qi Wei army was like a giant rock pressing an egg. Everyone thought that the Zhao family would be defeated. He really had no one to count on except for Cao Uncle, who was a bit stupid.

Wu Xie could imagine Zhao Yang's rage when he received Cao Bo's emergency. But in this way, he faces a dilemma.

If the entire army crossed the Pushui River and headed north as originally planned, when the Qi people had eaten their food and their energy was exhausted, they would attack when the organization began to collapse. Optimistic estimates, under the condition of the father and son's concerted efforts and the coordination of foot and cavalry, together with Wu Xie's mobilization of all Yiting soldiers to take advantage of the bargain, at least more than half of the Qi army's 40,000 people can be left behind, although the Zhao family will also pay two or three thousand. human casualties.

But that way. The Punan Land under Zhao Wuxi's painstaking efforts may be recovered by the guards in one fell swoop, and the bamboo basket will be empty.

If Zhao Wuxi was given a choice, he would still choose to hit Qi Ren. Because of war, the first criterion is to destroy the enemy's living force. It's not about the gains and losses of one city and one place. The ears and eyes of later generations made him have this awareness. As for the territory that was gained and lost again, if it can't be done this winter, we will fight again next year. After the main force of the Qi people collapses, the Wei people will naturally not be able to defend it for long.

He didn't know what Zhao Yang thought at that time. According to the temperament of this strong minister, Wu Xian thought he would choose the latter, but he chose to divide his troops to protect Punan.

So, what exactly influenced Zhao Yang's judgment?

First, it may be the purpose of the war in this era to siege cities and **** the population. Second, Wu Xie guessed a possibility, that is Zhao Yang's protection of his son - "How can I easily lose the place my son has worked so hard to lay down?" Probably this kind of mentality, which warmed Wu Xie's heart, but also some have no choice.

As a result, he and Zhao Yang together only have six or seven thousand people, and it is more difficult to eat the main force of Qi in one bite.

"What is the composition of the 6,000 people who are divided out, and who will be the leader?"

Zhao Yang divided the army equally, but the 6,000 men faced Wei Guo, who could transfer troops from Puyang at any time, and the cunning Wang Sun Jia. If the main general is not effective, he may be overwhelmed by the cunning guards. The five or six thousand people in the state of Cao, Wu Xian, can't count on them to contribute in the field battle.

Zhao Guangde replied: "Most of the people who have gone are Zhao Bing from Jinyang, whose commander is Ziliang Sima."

Wu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, Youyou Wuzheng, the most skilled soldier in the Zhao clan, should have nothing to do with Pu Nan. If the guards did not deal with it carefully, it is hard to say that You Wuzheng would be severely slashed by You Wuzheng.

No matter how unfortunate it is, things have already happened, and we can only find a way to make up for it.

He looked at the chaos and order of the Qi State camp, and the splendid bonfire in the order fell into contemplation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although Zhao Yang has only 6,000 people, he has attacked the Qi people from time to time in the past few days to find food. , and also caused hundreds of casualties.

Wu Xie made up his mind and said, "Cousin, go back and tell my father, I will harass Qi Jun from tonight, so that he can't rest!"

It was not only the Qi army that was affected by the heavy snow, but the Zhongxing, Fan, Handan, and Wei all suffered from it, and even Zhao Wuxi and his son were already reluctantly insisting. In this era, the weather is far more damaging to the army than combat.

In short, the battle is coming to an end. This piece of wild farmland is located in the middle of Qin, Zhen, and Linqiu, and it is only two days away from the border of Qilu. Whether we can draw a successful conclusion to this battle depends on whether the cavalry can bite a piece of meat on Qi people like wild wolves chasing sheep in the next two days! (To be continued.)

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