Chapter 3370 Life and Death

Chapter 3369 Life...Death...

Viewed from a distance, Cao Jun's camp looked like a huge beast lying on the loess plateau in the darkness. It lay there quietly, as if waiting for something, giving people a feeling of depression and tension.

This makes Fei Qian inevitably think randomly to reduce his own stress burden.

He found that since he reached a certain position, the time for quiet thinking like now seems to be less and less, more and more fragmented, and more time is spent on new things that keep emerging. , new selection on.

This is not good.

Of course, it doesn't mean that there is no thinking when making a choice, but at that time there is often some strong purpose, and something must be completed within a certain time. This reminds him of some of the heroes of later generations...

The cattle and horses of later generations have to face the countdown almost every day. Not to mention the countdown at work, even in life there are countdowns almost everywhere. In a few days, it will be time to pay off the mortgage, and in a few days, it will be time to pay off the car loan, which day is the repayment date for that card...

As a result, people gradually became impatient and lost patience and thinking.

This is even more true among feudal dynasties.

It's not that Fei Qian looks down on Niu Ma, but that Niu Ma can't just become Niu Ma willingly.

During the Battle of Hedong, those numb civilians sounded the alarm to Fei Qian...

This is the big man, these are the cattle and horses that have been cultivated and selected over three to four hundred years.

Farmers and women in the countryside have no extra time to calm down and think, only endless farm work that will never stop. There is sowing in spring, weeding in summer, harvesting in autumn, and storage in winter. Another year passes, year after year.

Therefore, in the feudal dynasty, the gap between the children of the gentry and the peasants was constantly widening. This gap was not only in the standard of living, but also in the mode of thinking. Those things above and beyond basic survival needs, the ability to think and create, are the real differences between humans and animals.

Therefore, those who do not want to think or think about how to innovate and create, but want to control class, position, and production and living materials to exploit cattle and horses, will inevitably become an obstacle to the entire society. No matter how tyrannical they are now, they will also be in history Being struck down and drowned in the torrent...

Like now.

Cao Jun's camp looks large, but it is actually very fragile.

It's not the shell that's vulnerable, it's what's inside.

Fei Qian had a feeling that perhaps tonight would determine the life or death of Cao Jun's camp.

So he came in person.

Fei Qian's strength against Wu Zha was not enough to rush to the front and mow the grass like other time travellers, but it gave Fei Qian another perspective. A perspective that allows you to look at the overall situation, rather than just immersing yourself in the thrill of killing right under your nose.

Of course, it is also possible that Fei Qian was just blinded and misjudged the situation. Then there may be more dangers in this night attack, and Fei Qian will also need to be at the scene to command and make adjustments.

It is normal for people to be blind when faced with temptation.

In such a beautiful night, it seems that it should not be associated with bloody killings, but unfortunately, just as human mating can occur regardless of season, killing between humans can also occur regardless of day and night.

Sometimes Fei Qian would imagine that if one day all human beings put down their slaughtering knives against the same kind of people, wouldn't it be time for those guys outside the star to start trembling? So are humans’ genes that strangle and fight each other controlled by some hidden force?

Fei Qian stared at the sky.

The sky is boundless, and so are the stars.

When humans think, God laughs.

God, that is, God.

To ants, humans are gods.

So what are gods to humans?

Is this unsatisfied human greed derived from genes, or does it evolve from civilization?

There are always a few who are satisfied, and the noisy voices are always shouting "Give me more"...

Xun Chen came from the side, cupped his hands and said, "My lord, everything is ready." The soldiers and horses have all had their night food. 』

Fei Qian nodded, took out the telescope, looked forward, adjusted it, but still couldn't see clearly the figures of Xu Chu and others in the dark night...

"Waiting for Zhongkang's signal. 』

Fei Qian ordered, "Send more scouts to detect the surrounding situation." 』

Xun Chen responded and then retreated to get busy again.

During the day, Xu Chu touched Cao Hong's lower body to confirm the feel and saw blood...

I don’t know if this is Cao Hong’s first time, but at least it’s Xu Chu’s first time.

So for "Brother Chu"'s first time, he didn't have much experience, and he wasn't sure how seriously Cao Hong was injured.

However, taking advantage of his illness to kill him has always been a fine Chinese tradition, and adding insult to injury has become a teaching model, so Fei Qian and others discussed it and decided to attack at night.

A night attack might be dangerous, but it would be a pity to let the opportunity go.

Fei Qian prepared two echelons. One was for Xu Chu to lead the infantry to have a look, and the other was for him to lead Xun Chen, Li Li and others to lead the cavalry to press the formation. Whether it was to expand the results of the battle or rescue, they would be more capable. Faster.

In addition, Fei Qian also prepared a garrison of artillery and rockets for emergencies.

Especially the Rockets.

The rocket car is not big, with twenty coins per car, so it is relatively simple.

After all, the current craftsmanship is still not very good. Maybe in the future there will be forty coins per car, or one hundred coins per car...

In this way, if the results can be expanded, it would be great, but if the night attack fails, there will be some protection. The only disadvantage is that the soldiers will be tired because of this, and the continuous combat capability will be reduced a lot, at least for a period of time. It took two days to recover.

After all, the smoothbore cannon is still...

If there were mortars...

Well, Fei Qian suddenly remembered something and his brows moved, but he soon became discouraged.

This is how people are, they have to go to Long to look at Shu.

But soon, Fei Qian realized that he was still greedy.

These days, there are still too many uncertainties about gunpowder.

The quality of this batch of gunpowder is good, but there is no guarantee for the next batch. And because the quality of each batch of gunpowder is uneven, experienced craftsmen need to re-determine the gun when using different batches of gunpowder. of charge.

Otherwise, there may be various problems such as the previous batch of gunpowder firing well, and the next batch of gunpowder either having a reduced range or frequently exploding the chamber...

Therefore, every time a new gunpowder package arrives, the craftsmen in the artillery camp need to re-verify and measure, test and calculate, and finally determine the increase or decrease in the fixed gunpowder.

This is a very troublesome thing and difficult to improve in a short time.

In comparison, rockets may be more suitable for use under rough chemical engineering conditions than mortars. They use less and more gunpowder, and are more suitable for weapons that do not require much accuracy in coverage attacks.

During the daytime battle, Fei Qian thought that Cao Hong would sneak attack on him, so he dragged the rocket and prepared it early. Who would have thought that Cao Hong was knocked back by Xu Chu's knife...

Now, if the night attack fails, it means that Cao Jun may have been prepared and is likely to take the opportunity to counterattack, so Fei Qian dragged out the rocket again.

You don’t need to be able to use it every time, but you must have the trump card in hand.

Anyway, now for Fei Qian, there are only so many chips, and he is not qualified for many waves.

The waves may be really fun, but if you make one mistake, you will get a lunch box.

"Perhaps it won't be useful this time, too?" 』

Fei Qian thought, then raised his head to look for the Big Dipper, and calculated the time.

There are too many stars in the sky, which are indeed beautiful, but they also add some trouble to finding the Big Dipper.

"With such a beautiful scenery at such a good time, you might as well invite Xia Houyuan to come and watch it together..."

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Also looking up under the stars at night was Cao Xiu.

The sky was chaotic, just like the future Cao Xiu faced, it was also chaotic and unclear.

The mountain road is difficult to walk, and coupled with the interspersed fighting, it is simply the best of men...

Ugh, it’s difficult!

Cao Xiu led his troops all the way around Wenxi and straight into the Luliang Mountains, with the purpose of getting in touch with Xiahou Dun.

Cao Xiu is not God, nor is he a keyboard warrior with a knowledge of 5,000 years and 500 million, so it is impossible for him to know everything...

Perhaps Cao Cao already knew some news, but to the middle and lower-level Cao Jun generals, their news was blocked.

Wenxi's offensive can be said to have failed.

Zhang Xiu withdrew Wen Xi's remnant army, and what was left was a ruin.

Worthless, burned-out ruins.

Lu Zhao was overjoyed when he saw this, with unconcealable joy on his face.

Cao Xiu knew what Lu Zhao was happy about.

No need to fight, just get the joy of hearing.

Regardless of what value Wenxi has now, Cao Jun has "occupied" Wenxi anyway! Luzhao's previous defeats can be partially offset, and he can even make a stroke of Chunqiu to show that it is a strategic shift, an overall change, and finally a "great" victory!

But what's the use of hearing about such a ruin?

Like the pig skin you use to put some oil on your lips when you go out?

The reason why Cao Jun wanted to attack Wenxi was because by obtaining Wenxi, on the one hand, it could be used as a support for the flank attack, and on the other hand, it could in turn force the Pei family in Anyi. The result was good now. Wenxi had indeed succeeded, but It has no value anymore.

As a result, a conflict broke out between Cao Xiu and Lu Zhao.

Of course, Lu Zhao means that his mission has been "accomplished" and Wenxi has "won" it, so he can return to the army.

However, Cao Xiu felt that going back like this would not only be a failure but also meaningless.

Cao Xiu insisted on going north and completing the second phase of the mission, which inevitably led to a fundamental conflict with Lu Zhao.

So Cao Xiu directly seized Lu Zhao's military power and placed it directly under his own banner.

Lu Zhao had no choice but to return to Cao's camp alone. It was unrealistic. He could only follow Cao Xiu all the way north with full of complaints and resentment.

In the middle of the night, all the Cao soldiers behind Cao Xiu were exhausted.

The strong horse shook its head in discomfort. Although it could not neigh with a piece of wood in its mouth, it still snorted heavily and scratched its hooves.

Half of the troops following Cao Xiu to the north were Cao Xiu's own troops, and the other half were the miscellaneous troops under Lu Zhao. These soldiers from Cao Xiu's own troops had followed Cao Xiu up the Chenguan Road before, and were more or less used to walking on the mountain road. They followed Cao Xiu without saying a word, but those Cao army soldiers who joined them halfway naturally had a lot of low complaints.

If Cao Cao led them, or Cao Hong, these guys would not dare to complain too much.

After all, it was not easy for Cao's army back then. Cao Cao and Cao Hong also accompanied them through hardships. They ate whatever they had, even the wild boar nipple meat was cooked in one pot, and the generals only ate the first bowl. Everyone used the same ladle to stir it, and there was absolutely no reason to hide in the corner and eat some Swiss rolls to fill their stomachs.

Therefore, even if there was any dissatisfaction, there was nothing to say, but Cao Xiu was different. He came later. In the eyes of Cao's miscellaneous soldiers, he just didn't suffer the hardships at the front, but came later to get the big deal. Those soldiers of Cao Xiu's own army were paid by Cao Xiu's family, and he had never eaten a grain of rice from Cao Xiu's family, so why couldn't he say a few words and complain?

What's more, some of the veterans who followed Cao's family the earliest knew a general idea of ​​Cao Xiu's background.

There were different levels between Cao's family members!

In addition, Cao Xiu didn't have any appearance bonus. After all, he was born as a poor child and went to his relatives with his parents' coffins. He had gone through many hardships all the way, so naturally he couldn't have fair skin, delicate face, creamy temperament, willow waist, and even less charm that could make millions of people scream with just a wicked smile...

As for Lu Zhao, he didn't say much on the surface, but in fact, even if he was three feet away, he could smell his dissatisfaction with Cao Xiu. So those Cao's soldiers naturally grumbled and pointed fingers behind their backs. In the eyes of these Cao's soldiers, Lu Zhao was the one who was in the same group with them!

What was the purpose of joining the army? It's all for that little bit of food and money!

Defending the country?

Ha!

In the chaos of the Central Plains, refugees were suffering everywhere, fighting was going on everywhere, and everywhere was a sea of ​​blood and mountains of bones. Where was home?

Loyalty, filial piety and righteousness?

Hey!

The officials in the temple are shameless and only know how to suck the blood of the common people, but they ask the people to talk about loyalty, filial piety and righteousness?

Therefore, among the miscellaneous soldiers of Cao's army, don't mention anything else, just have food to eat.

How much food to give, how much work to do.

The baggage and dry food Cao Xiu brought with him gradually ran out...

Originally, Cao Xiu thought that he could quickly contact the Xiahou Army when he reached the north road, or find some villages near Luliang as a supplement, but Cao Xiu did not consider that Luliang had scattered villages and many people in the mountains. It was not that these people liked Luliang and Taihang so much, but they were forced to move to Luliang Mountain by various external environments. Now Fei Qian is doing well in the Linfen Basin, and has been attracting people to move there voluntarily with various preferential policies for a long time, so the population in Luliang Mountain has naturally become sparse.

And this is not the biggest trouble Cao Xiu faces, because his troubles will become more and more, and bigger and bigger!

In the night, there was a figure stirring, and the soldiers who were exploring the way ahead came back with a strange look on their faces.

Cao Xiu asked, and at first thought that something unusual was found ahead, but he did not expect that the soldiers who were exploring the way ahead answered: "Report to the general... It's not that we met... Well, it can be considered as a meeting... Hey, this is a letter from your son..."

"Ah ha? 』

Cao Xiu opened his mouth wide, and didn't close it for a long time.

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The walls of the Cao army camp were dug into trenches and cut into fences.

Each small camp in the camp can accommodate about a thousand people.

The camp of the Central Army and the Central Guard is a circle larger than the small camp, accommodating 2,000 to 5,000 people.

Cao Hong returned to his own Central Army tent.

The camp was quiet.

It was not because these Central Army and the Central Guard were so disciplined, but because many of these large camps were empty. There was only one tent to support it, and only some soldiers lived in the outermost circle.

With fewer people, there were naturally fewer sounds.

After entering his own tent, Cao Hong did not force himself. He landed on one foot, put his arm on the guard's shoulder, jumped and sat on the bed, and then let the guard check his wound and re-apply medicine.

The elite troops of Cao’s army here before were mainly Qingzhou veterans who had fought with Cao Cao all the way. They were fearless and brave, but also extremely difficult to control.

After all, life and death didn’t matter, so why would they care about military laws?

Especially when Cao Cao was chasing Yuan Shu…

That scene back then, even Cao Hong was frightened!

They were called Qingzhou soldiers, but in fact, most of them were Qingzhou Yellow Turban bandits.

These Yellow Turban bandits may not have much martial arts, but they were really not afraid of death…

Or, they had lost the desire to live.

Until now, Cao Hong couldn’t figure out why those Yellow Turban bandits, when they heard that they were going to fight Yuan Shu, would not even give up their military pay and dry food, and even tear off a piece of meat from Yuan Shu’s soldiers with their bare hands on the battlefield!

It was as if Yuan Shu’s soldiers were their irreconcilable enemies who had killed their fathers!

Why?

You have to know that Yuan Shu was not a weakling either. Yuan Gonglu, the great Han, has a group of elite soldiers left by the Yuan family, elite soldiers that even Yuan Shao did not have, and he is conquering Zhang Jiao...

Oh!

Cao Hong suddenly understood something, so that's it...

It does make sense that every wrongdoer has his head and every debt has his own owner.

"hiss……"

Cao Hong suddenly took a breath of cold air.

The guard thought that Cao Hong's wound hurt because of his unskilled way of changing the wound medicine, so he apologized profusely.

Cao Hong waved his hand and said, "That's not the case... I suddenly thought that when Bao Shuyi asked about his lord just now, did he call him "lord" or "prime minister"? 』

"this……"

The guard was stunned, he didn't pay attention at all.

But since Cao Hong asked, they naturally asked each other and recalled things for Cao Hong.

"It seems to be called "Prime Minister"? ’ said one of the guards.

"That's right!" He is indeed the "Prime Minister"! "Another guard also confirmed.

"Prime Minister..." Cao Hong narrowed his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, the "Lord" is the "Prime Minister" and the "Prime Minister" is also the "Lord", so there is no big problem. It's like calling your husband "Nakouzi" or "Liangzi" without any problem, but one day, it suddenly becomes just the name and not the relationship...

"Master... do you mean... do you want..."

The guard suddenly became worried.

"Let me think about it..." Cao Hong's face was hidden under the firelight in the tent, flickering, "We need to make some extra preparations... Maybe it's time to use that... After all, it's already... It's a matter of life and death..."