The brazier crackled, lighting up the dark night sky.
The night was silent because everyone was holding their breath and concentrating. Even when he was lying on the ground sleeping, he would toss and turn, restless, for fear that something unspeakable would suddenly happen.
This night was noisy again, because shouts, screams, and clashes of weapons often came from inside and outside the walls, disturbing the dreams of the whole courtyard.
Shao Xun got up several times and put out a fire once.
The fighting ability of the rich boy's servant was a bit poor, and he was almost defeated by the enemy sneaking from next door. If Shao Xun hadn't arrived at the right time with his patrol team, the compound might have been breached.
After repelling the enemy, he walked around the wall and then went back to rest.
Yu Liang saw this and had to admire Shao Dubo's tenacity.
He had heard people say before that when the Later Han Dynasty went out to conquer Xianbei, they usually used sword and shield infantry from the Luoyang Chinese Army in conjunction with armored cavalry.
The sword and shield infantry drove the cart and formed a camp around the cart when resting at night.
The Xianbei cavalry harassed them day and night. Some of the sword and shield infantry were fighting, some were sitting on the ground waiting for orders, and some were fast asleep.
Think about it, on the battlefield where arrows are flying and the killings are thundering, they can still sleep. These are old warriors who kill without batting an eye. It's a pity that such elites are also in the Luoyang Chinese Army. A few, most infantrymen are actually very poorly trained.
Shao Xun is somewhat similar to them.
Piyong heard that he had met a man of the gods and was taught various civil and military skills. Yu Liang didn't believe it before, but now he is doubtful.
With this thought, his perception of Shao Xun changed again.
Nowadays, the importance of martial arts and military strategy has been greatly elevated. Talking, demeanor, and family background are important. Shao Xun is indeed far behind in this aspect, but it is enough for Yu Liang to treat him with a friendlier and more enthusiastic attitude.
People are so realistic.
Shao Xun didn't think too much. After waking up, it was already late at night.
He got up from the couch and listened to Chen Yougen's whispered report. He knew that there was no big problem tonight, so he asked him to rest.
"Target." After Chen Yougen left, Shao Xun took out his dagger, scratched it on the dirt a few times, and wrote this word.
Regular introspection begins again.
Through his contacts with the children of wealthy families in recent days, he has some new ideas.
All of his current capital has been accumulated within the system.
If he leaves this system, how many people are willing to follow him?
This question is difficult to answer, and Shao Xun does not want to make an overly optimistic estimate.
He is only in the emerging stage now, and has gained the goodwill and popularity of some people through his performance on the battlefield, but can this goodwill give them the courage to break through all kinds of obstacles and follow him? There may be such people, but definitely not many.
It still takes time to continue operating, wait for changes in the general environment, and then look for opportunities to obtain an official position - changes in the general environment are often an important reason for many people to change their minds.
Now that you understand this, here's the thing -
Shao Xun wrote the word "measures" again.
Nothing special actually. Climbing up within the system requires two major elements: "merit" and "relationship". He is not from a wealthy family, so these two are even more indispensable.
From the current point of view, it is very likely that he will become the leader of the building. After all, Mi Huang does not want to be the leader at all. He would rather climb up within the shogunate system, which is what he is good at.
But what about the owner of the building further up? For example, becoming a general, in charge of a thousand or even thousands of troops, and becoming a middle-level military attache in the Jin Dynasty. Is this easy to do? What hard indicators are needed?
After thinking about it, Shao Xun felt that he still had to make a fuss about merit and connections.
The attitude towards the Yu family can be more intimate.
The Xu family can also try to break the ice.
A word from a family member at a critical moment is worth your countless efforts.
The last part is "difficulty". Shao Xun finished writing it one stroke at a time and pondered for a long time.
The oppression of unreasonable social systems has always existed and has always been the biggest difficulty he faced.
Next is the enemy on the surface: the armies of Sima Ying and Sima Yong.
Enemies on the surface are easy to deal with - relatively speaking - deep-rooted enemies like wealthy politics in the dark are much more difficult to deal with.
We can only do it step by step.
Shao Xun stretched out his feet and erased all the words, took out the ring knife from his waist, took a rag, and wiped it bit by bit.
The flickering light of the fire shone on Shao Xun's almost frozen face, inexplicably reminiscent of the glaring King Kong in the temple.
Yes, in the eyes of many people, he has such an image now.
He is brave and fearless, dares to fight, has outstanding martial arts skills, can win battles, and is also very brutal in killing people. The level of bloodshed makes many people from aristocratic families who are used to taking Wu Shi San feel uncomfortable. But he did protect many people from being plundered, massacred, and even reduced to food.
The aristocratic family members also need to understand the world more deeply.
Times are changing.
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Such a night was also painful for the offensive coach Meng Chao.
His elder brother Meng Jiu had served the King of Chengdu for a long time. He was deeply trusted and introduced many talents to the King, such as Gongshi Fan and so on.
It can be said that it is precisely because of his brother's hard work that the Meng family's foundation in Hebei has become more solid, and Meng Chao has become more and more at home in the army.
The superficial reason for attacking Lu Ji this time was that Lu Ji captured his people, but what about the deeper reason? Perhaps the northern generals were dissatisfied with the Wudi nobles.
In short, because the King of Chengdu has vigorously appointed scholars from Wu over the years, such as the descendants of the Sun, Lu, and Gu families, the nobles in Hebei are very dissatisfied. Over a long period of time, the conflicts have become deep.
Territory divisions and regional differences have existed at all times, let alone the remnants of the conquered Soochow, which are even more despised.
Why do they hold high positions?
Not only Meng Chao wanted to ask this, but the scholars in Hebei also wanted to ask.
Can Lu Ji become the governor? You know he doesn't have the ability, right?
But then again, Lu Ji is the governor after all. You can look down on him and challenge his authority, but until you are dismissed, you still have to obey the transfer order.
He was excluded by Lu Ji from Jianchunmen, the main battlefield where "it was easy to make meritorious service", and was transferred to the south of the city to serve as a feint attack. He was not even the head coach. Although Meng Chao was dissatisfied, he still accepted it.
He thought this would be an easy battle, and planned to massacre the surrendered troops after defeating Piyong to vent his anger. But I didn't expect that they fought for a whole day and night, with six to seven hundred people killed and injured, and nothing was caught.
You must know that he used his troops based on the principle of using all his strength when a lion fights a rabbit. The previous batches of troops he sent were all troops he thought were more capable of fighting, but without exception they encountered failures and suffered heavy casualties.
Now that it was dawn, Meng Chao, who had not slept all night, was extremely anxious. He stared at the shadowy figures on the wall, wishing he could rush over and kill them all.
But he knew it was useless.
The enemies are not weak trash that can be squeezed at will. In fact, they are quite capable of fighting, and their overall quality is even slightly higher than them.
The troops brought by Meng Chao from Hebei included ordinary soldiers, private soldiers, and temporarily recruited men. It is not that they have no combat experience, but they have suppressed several civil uprisings in Hebei, experienced the atmosphere of the battlefield, and conducted intensive training before going out.
Who are the defenders?
I heard that there were soldiers from the East China Sea, soldiers from the Xuzhou Governorate, broken soldiers recruited from around Luoyang, as well as servants and tribes from wealthy families. The sources were very mixed, but they were well integrated into a whole, with outstanding abilities. Inspired by the officers, he fought tenaciously and defended to this day.
To be honest, Meng Chao admired the guard named Shao Xun a little. He was skilled in archery, brave in close combat, and could lead troops. How could such a person succumb to the position of governor?
"There are talents left behind in the wilderness." Meng Chao swung his horsewhip bitterly and said, "We will continue to attack today without making any mistakes."
"No." The general looked embarrassed, but he still responded.
"Don't make me look like you are mourning for your concubine." Meng Chao struck him across the head and face with a whip, and while beating him, he cursed: "I have been fighting for many years, so I have a sense of proportion. There were many casualties yesterday, but if we can't capture Piyong, I don’t have the face to appear in front of the raccoon slave. Attack me. If it doesn’t work, raise your head and come to see me."
"No." The general left dejectedly, and the others looked at him with sympathetic looks.
"Dong dong dong..." Not long after, the sound of war drums rang in the Mingtang on the west side of Kaiyangmen Street, and groups of sergeants came out one after another and lined up on the unobstructed street.
The officers took whips and scabbards and chopped and smashed them to get them into position.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!" The arrow followed like a shadow, piercing the air and landing among the dense crowd.
Screams rang out one after another, and the formation they had just arranged was suddenly disrupted.
The officers became ruthless and directly drew their knives to kill.
The crossbowmen stepped forward in an orderly manner, trying to suppress the defenders' archers on the courtyard wall.
The first wave of offensive began in the early morning of October 9th under such chaotic conditions.
Meng Chao originally planned to go back to rest, but after all he could not let go of the war, so he still stayed at the front to observe the battle situation.
He could see that because too many elites were killed and injured yesterday, the efficiency of today's siege would not be too high - the morale of the soldiers was low. Under the pressure of the officers and the supervising team, they managed to muster up their courage. It was conceivable that Know how effective it is in combat.
But he also knew that the casualties suffered by Piyong's defenders would not be too small: at least two hundred, maybe three hundred.
In such a situation, the competition is who can bite the bullet and persevere.
Sima Yue, this bitch, will definitely punish you when Luoyang is conquered, and then play with your wife and daughter to vent the hatred in his heart.
As he cursed and stared at the bloody wall, Meng Chao's eyes gradually turned red.
The casualties are really high. If this continues, all the money will be lost...
