Chapter 3254 Value

Chapter 3253 Value

Anyi, Hedong.

While Chang'an was in trouble, Hedong was still shrouded in the fog of war.

In the early morning, the sun rose and the mist slowly dispersed, revealing the simple and majestic outline of the Anyi city wall.

This is a city formed at the intersection of nomadism and farming. The city wall is tall and built with loess and rammed earth methods. The outside is covered with a layer of blue bricks, which is strong and durable.

On top of the city tower, the soldiers guarding the city patrolled back and forth, staring nervously at the flag of Cao's army cruising back and forth in the distance outside the city.

Although Cao Jun has not yet attacked the city, the Anyi defenders already feel it is difficult to breathe.

The city gates are locked and the drawbridge hangs high.

The streets in the city were originally lined with neat shops and houses, but now they are all closed.

The markets on both sides of the long street are now deserted.

It seems that the liveliness and prosperity before have become an illusory dream now.

Near the official buildings in the city, you can see the officials who usually held their heads high and their nostrils high, but now they all have hunched backs, like dogs with their backs broken. They run in and out, sometimes bumping into each other accidentally, and then crawling around on the ground like dung beetles.

These old officials from Hedong usually look well-dressed and talk loudly to guide the country. But now when something really happens, they are as busy as headless flies...

The camp of Cao's army stretched far outside the city, seemingly endless, occupying the fields, destroying the crops, cutting down the trees, and even the river seemed to be polluted by Cao's army, and there was a faint stench.

During the reign of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, the above-ground counties and other places in the northeast of Hebei Province experienced great development. At that time, the city wall was expanded to a circumference of more than six miles, and four more towers were built at the four corners of the city wall, which was powerful and majestic.

Later, in the early Eastern Han Dynasty, Dou Gu sent people to reinforce Anyi in Hedong and expand the city. After the construction, the city formed a larger irregular square city, slightly tripod-shaped, slightly smaller in the north and larger in the south, with a moat. The city wall is more than three feet high.

There is a small section of the urn city on the four sides of the city gates. Above the city gates, there is a two-story gate tower, and there is also a cave for hiding soldiers on the north wall...

That's right, when Anyi was being repaired, the supposed enemy came from the north.

Who would have thought that the knife would be thrust out of the hinterland of the south today?

Cao's army ravaged the Yuncheng Basin, and countless people were displaced.

Although Cao Jun did not immediately launch an attack on the city after arriving in Anyi for a few weeks, the heavy atmosphere did make everyone in Anyi feel frightened and inexplicable. Some people even couldn't control their emotions and would be attacked for some inexplicable reasons. He burst into heart-wrenching crying and yelling over trivial matters.

In the city, there are also defenders lining up and assigning defensive tasks, but no matter from which angle they look, these defenders don't seem to have much confidence.

Pei's military academy face also looked ugly.

Outside the city, Cao Jun was repairing the camp and building siege equipment at intervals, and the clanging sounds were like ecstatic music.

"Is this crazy?" Do you really want to attack Anyi? 』

At the north corner of the Anyi city wall, there is a towering watchtower. It was originally used to keep an eye on the nomadic enemies in the north, but now it is used to keep an eye on Cao's army camp in the south. Unfortunately, the commanding heights in the city are right here. Although it is somewhat inconvenient, it can only be done for the time being.

High on the watchtower, Pei Ji was standing.

Beside him is Anyi's guard, Pei Hui.

The Pei family was a prominent family in Hedong with a large population. Pei Mao's father also served as a general of the Liao Dynasty, which can be said to be both civil and military. Of course, the Pei family is not too big now. After the Pei family has five houses, it will be truly intertwined and luxuriant. In the Tang Dynasty, there were more than a dozen prime ministers in one family...

After the Tang Dynasty, the Pei family gradually disappeared. On the one hand, the family members were crippled in the fifth generation, and on the other hand, the forest became larger and there were all kinds of birds. Regardless of the family training, as time went by, Forget everything.

But at the moment, the Pei family is still second to none in Hedong.

At least after the fall of the Wei family, only the Pei family was left.

Pei Hui is older than Pei Ji and can be regarded as Pei Ji's elder brother. Pei Hui also stared blankly at the stretched Cao Jun camp outside the city, and couldn't help but whisper: "Cao Jun is going crazy!" Are you really going to...are you really going to hit us? 』

Although the war between Fei Qian and Cao Cao has been going on for more than half a year, people in the Pei family often hear about the fighting here or there, but after all, they feel that the war is still far away from them...

As for the tragedies, casualties, and sufferings, aren't they just there yet?

In the hearts of Anyi and others, most of them still have a lucky mentality. They feel that if Cao Jun cannot get any advantage, Cao Jun and others will retreat.

However, in the past ten days or so, Cao's army seemed to have changed. It seemed that they would not give up until they captured Hedong. Not only did their offensive become much more determined and fierce, but they also adopted brutal measures against the people in the Yuncheng Basin. , so cruel that it makes one’s heart tremble.

I even heard that Cao Cao himself left the Zhongtiao Mountain camp and headed north, looking like he was going to fight to the death.

The banner of Cao's Zhonglian Zhonghujun also appeared around Anyi.

Pei Ji whispered: "Cao's army mainly wants to fight the hussars... We are just, just incidentally..."

Pei Ji instinctively felt that Cao Cao was trying to encircle the area for reinforcements.

This familiar tactic in later generations may only be said to be similar to "attacking the unprepared" or "surrounding Wei and rescuing Zhao" in the Han Dynasty...

Well, "Besieging An and Attacking Fei"?

Not everyone in the Pei family is as obsessed with wealth as Pei Jun.

Regarding this situation of conflict between East and West, Pei Mao, Pei Ji and others will have a higher foothold than Pei Jun.

This may be talent, or it may be the family's deliberate cultivation when they were studying.

There is a natural level difference between the side branches and the main family.

Pei Hui asked: "Hussar?" Why doesn't the hussar come? 』

Pei Ji turned his attention to Cao Jun's camp and saw that Cao Jun was not only building a garrison, but also digging trenches and placing horses.

Moreover, at the northern city wall of Anyi, Cao Jun also surrounded three towers and deliberately opened a gap.

Pei Ji sighed: "This Cao army was forced into panic..."

Pei Hui was stunned for a moment, but said impatiently: "Why is Cao Jun so anxious?" Now we are in a hurry. Judging from Cao Jun's appearance, how long can our city last? If reinforcements don't come, we'll be doomed. 』

Pei Ji glanced at Pei Hui, who immediately became speechless.

He was a guard, but he kept saying "It's over"...

Pei Ji felt helpless.

Pei Hui is Pei Ji's younger brother, but these are of no use. In the Pei family, age is not the only factor. The key is personal ability. Pei Hui has known since he was a child that he is not as good as this younger brother. , Pei Ji just looked at him, and Pei Hui shut up and stopped complaining.

Complaining is really useless except to express emotions.

Pei Ji shook his head slightly. He, the younger brother, had some martial prowess, but his overall strategy was a bit lacking.

Pei Ji said slowly: "What Cao Jun has done recently is just to cause chaos... If we don't wait for chaos, Cao Jun will have no chance to take advantage of it..."

Pei Hui's eyes bulged, obviously not believing it.

Pei Ji stretched out his hand and pointed to the north, "Look, what do you see?" 』

"What? Pei Hui asked.

"Emei Ridge!" Pei Ji sighed, "Is Emei Ridge easy to fight?" If Cao Jun wants to capture the high plateau, he doesn't know how many soldiers and horses will die! 』

Pei Hui nodded and said, "That's why Cao Jun came to attack us!" 』

Pei Ji shook his head, "Why can't I explain to you..."

Pei Hui was also confused, "I really don't understand!" But if the city wall in front of us is broken by Cao Jun, our family will be ruined! 』

Although there is enough food and grass in Anyi City, the firewood reserves are insufficient, and there are gradually problems in making fires and meals. Moreover, the key is that morale is not high. Everyone has no idea, and they don’t know when the Hussar will come to help. They are flustered and impetuous. .

Pei Ji did not scold Pei Hui for his depressing words, but asked, "Has the war situation here been sent to Pingyang?" 』

"It's been sent over a long time ago!" Three batches have been delivered! Pei Hui raised three fingers, like three sticks of incense, and waved them towards the north again and again, with an air of complaint.

"The place where the hussars want to fight is not just one city or one place..." Pei Ji said slowly, "I heard that the gentlemen of ancient times should cultivate themselves and treat things in the same way as others." If a husband seeks others, his way will be poor; if he seeks himself, his virtue will be renewed day by day. All things in water are extremely weak. When they rise, they become air, and when they sink, they become ice. They are all transformed..."

"Uh..." Pei Hui scratched the beard on his chin, "I heard what you said. I understand, but I'm a little confused..."

Pei Ji patted the railing of the watchtower and said, "Let's just say that the Hussars coming to rescue us can only prove that we are worthy of the rescue..."

"how to prove? ’ Pei Hui asked.

"Guard Anyi." Pei Ji replied.

Pei Hui's eyes widened, "If we can hold on, do we still need reinforcements from Qiusi Maoqiu?" 』

It seems right...

"..."

Pei Ji fell into deep thought.

…

…

As night falls, the refugee camp on the Emei Mountains looks somewhat desolate amid the dim bonfires.

Even though they were treated by the Hussar troops in Linfen, they were not in their own homes after all. Their living conditions were extremely restricted, and physical and mental fatigue were always weighing on these refugees.

No one likes being a refugee…

A journey that can be taken at any time is only possible on the basis of the stability of the country and the happiness of the people.

Only with good order can there be free space. If every time you go to a place, you have to risk being robbed and killed, and you don't even know where the bones are, how many people will "just leave"?

The exhausted refugees sat around the fire. Their faces were full of traces of war and exile, and their eyes revealed sadness and uneasiness.

Although the world is big, there is no home for them.

A shack is only a temporary shelter, and even in such a shack, not everyone can live in it and live well.

On the plateau, hungry wolves who came from nowhere in the distance seemed to be eyeing these poor people who had fled. It was said that some children gathering wild vegetables had been snatched away by wolves...

When the hussar soldiers went to search, they only found some torn and blood-stained rags.

In nature, within tribal populations, weakness is the original sin.

Fortunately, however, there is hope.

It's like a bonfire in these dark nights, dispelling the darkness and bringing warmth.

"Folks..."

Wang Meng muttered these two words silently.

This was the title he heard most often in this refugee camp.

Not Old Zhang or Old Wang, nor Wuna, but "fellow villagers"...

It is said that this word was created by General Fei Qian.

When saying this word, the military school was full of pride.

『Whether in Sili, Hedong, Shangjun or Jingxiang, we all have the same name, we are all called Han people! We all drink the same water, eat the same food, speak the same language, and use the same writing...』

『Our ancestors lived under the same sky, our fathers lived on the same land, we also live here, and even our children and grandchildren will live on this land that belongs to us! We are all Han people! We are friends, brothers, and relatives! 』

『So, we are all Han people, and naturally we are all fellow villagers! 』

The military school said this and did it.

He helped the refugees fetch water, build huts, and even dug a cesspool for the refugees to excrete...

That was real work, not the kind of work that was done by wielding a hoe and getting away with it, but real sweating, getting himself covered in mud and dust.

Where can you find such a military academy in Shandong?

In Shandong, anyone with some power, no matter how powerful, will look down on others, and will definitely use the power in their hands to show that they are different from others.

If they really eat inferior soup noodles with ordinary people, it would simply be a loss of face for Shandong officials. They must have to eat some exquisite cakes or something to barely fill their stomachs, and they might have a little strength and spirit to do some trivial things for the peasants...

So Wang Meng couldn't believe what he saw, but the facts were so.

Everything was beyond Wang Meng's imagination.

And those doctors.

Doctors who don't ask for money or take anything, just treat refugees for free.

Seeing a doctor is actually free?

Isn't this a big joke?

How can you see a doctor for free?

Without money, how can a doctor survive?

If you don’t charge money, how can you reflect the value and professionalism of a doctor?

If you don’t charge money for seeing a doctor, then who will bear the cost of the herbs and instruments?

More importantly, if doctors don’t charge money, then wouldn’t the nobles and the lowly people stand on the same line of life, old age, sickness and death? Is there any justice in this?

As the deadline for action approached, Wang Meng felt like he was cut in half.

Half of it persuaded him to be loyal, saying that he had sworn an oath, declaring that he would be loyal and filial to the Han Dynasty and put the prime minister first, so how could he break his oath?

The other half told him that there were more important things in the world than those oaths, things that he had not seen in Shandong before, or things that he had subconsciously forgotten...

Wang Meng was very conflicted, and what finally made him make up his mind was not the oath, nor the people in the refugee camp, but some people from the Linfen area.

At dawn, when the sky just had some light, some people came from the north of Emei Mountain Facing Fen.

These people staggered and hesitated around the refugee camp, attracting the attention of the sentinel.

The warning copper whistle broke the silence.

Wang Meng was also awakened. He saw the hussars rushing up, but strangely stopped in front of those small figures, and then said something, and those shadows turned and left...

Did they take the wrong road?

Or did they want to rob?

Wang Meng wanted to laugh. This is a refugee camp, what else could it be...

No, Wang Meng suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he didn't know how to describe. There are also "money" in the refugee camp, that is, people.

Capture some, or use some food to "exchange" some half-grown children, like selling puppies and pigs, selling children as animals, isn't it often seen in Shandong? It has even become a very good knowledge!

A well-trained skinny horse is favored by many dignitaries.

After all, it is a skirt for these children!

A new starting point!

Could it be that these people came secretly for such a thing?

But the next change was something Wang Meng had never expected.

Those figures left, but several cavalry soldiers stood there for a long time. After what seemed like a long time, they saw those cavalry soldiers slowly coming back...

They also had several large and small bundles on their bodies.

Those bundles seemed very heavy and precious, so the cavalry soldiers held them carefully, as if they were afraid that the bundles would fall to the ground.

What were those?

The doubts were solved during the early morning...

The fat chef, whose face always had traces of smoke and fire that could not be wiped clean, knocked on the edge of the soup bucket with a wooden spoon, attracting the attention of the refugees in line with the sound of knocking, and then pointed to the steamed cakes that were cut into small pieces on the side, and shouted with a red face and trembling voice: "Look! Look at these! These steamed buns were sent by the villagers of Linfen! They know that you are suffering here... They said that they also suffered in the past. When they passed through Hedong, they got your food and survived. Now you are suffering, they want to repay this favor! 』

"take a look! have a look! "The fat cook couldn't help wiping his tears and wiping his stained face even more stained, "They are all good cakes, and they are all strong! This is all... all! There are not enough pancakes to share one for each person, so now they are cut into slices, one for each person! Don’t be too little, these steamed buns are so good, I only want to eat such white steamed buns during the holidays! Come on, get it! A bowl of soup, a steamed bun, and these slices... take a look and taste them all! 』

What? !

Wang Meng's eyes widened in confusion!

He couldn't believe what he was seeing!

But it was this reality that struck his heart and knocked his soul!

Why? ! They are undoubtedly strangers to the people in Linfen.

For some reason, Wang Meng suddenly thought of that military academy, that one that was so tired that it was covered in sweat and dusty face, and what he said...

Folks...

When Wang Meng followed the queue almost instinctively and got the thin slice of cooking cake, he seemed to feel that the thin slice of cooking cake was hot, so hot that he could not hold it with his hands. Unstable!

His whole body was shaking.

There were many people around like Wang Meng, and some even cried.

In this cry, there seems to be a little less sorrow and more hope...

Wang Meng held the piece of cooking cake as if holding his own soul.

It's small, but very hot.

Although the cooking cake was actually cold, Wang Meng still felt that it was so hot that his hands were shaking.

The scent of wheat penetrated into his nose, making his nose sore and making him couldn't help but raise his head...

In the eastern sky, a ray of light spread down, dazzling and gorgeous, making his eyes turn red.

Ah, this day is really...

It’s bright!