Chapter 246: Lobbying the Hu People (Part 2)
Zhang Hong looked carefully. In front of him were a sand table and a map.
Who is this person to be so rude?
There is only one person who can act so arrogantly in the commander's camp.
The answer is already coming.
After guessing the answer, Zhang Hong became even more angry.
Is it absolutely impossible to beat him up? He is a scholar, not to mention this is the territory of the barbarians.
But the Hu people have obviously been defeated miserably, yet they still treat themselves so rudely?
Zhang Hong suddenly understood that the Hu people were treating him like this just to give him a blow.
I am from the Song Dynasty, so I must not weaken the momentum of the Song Dynasty people.
Zhang Hong looked at the tent and said calmly: "Is this Zheng Qianshi's way of hospitality?"
The man didn't look back and continued drinking tea: "Who is the guest? When will I treat you?"
Zhang Hong said: "If I were not a guest, how could I come here?"
The man couldn't help but became furious and shouted loudly: "Take this fine work out and chop it down."
Zhang Hong couldn't help but be shocked. This man was moody and his face changed very quickly.
Are you really going to die here?
His eyes turned sharply and he laughed loudly and said: "Qian Shi really wants to beheaded. He has already been beheaded at the foot of the mountain. Why wait until now."
Zhang Hong laughed to cover up his panic, betting that the barbarians would not dare to harm him.
The man said coldly: "Do you think I really dare not kill you? Drag him out and behead him as a sacrifice to the flag."
Zhang Hong was trembling in his heart and forced himself to calm down. What if the bet failed?
At the same time, Zhang Hong thought in his mind that at the foot of the mountain were the security regiment and the Sichuan-protecting army, unless the Hu people grew wings under their ribs.
Otherwise, the two sides will be in a do-or-die situation, and the security group and the Sichuan Protecting Army at the foot of the mountain are their greatest protection.
Sure enough, the tea time passed and no so-called swordsman was seen pulling him out.
From this point of view, the lord has already expected all this, and these performances just now are just the bluff of the barbarians.
But it is indeed scary, and timid people may even faint from fear.
The man continued to drink tea and still didn't look back. He said coldly: "You are really brave."
Zhang Hong said calmly: "I am a scholar, and I have never been braver. It's just..."
Speaking of this, Zhang Hong couldn't help but sigh.
The man didn't expect Zhang Hong to stop talking, so he couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter? He's hesitant in speaking, not like a man at all?"
He is indeed a military commander and speaks rudely.
Zhang Hong followed his words and said: "It's just that Qian Shi really lacks hospitality."
The man smiled coldly and said, "I want to see who is so bold."
After saying that, he turned around, his feet still on the coffee table.
Zhang Hong saw that this man was about thirty-seven or eighty-years-old. He had broad cheekbones, a straight nose and a square mouth. He had bronze skin and a strong body. He had the characteristics of a military commander.
Zhang Hong looked at the other party, and the other party also looked at him.
Zheng Ding saw that Zhang Hong was about the same age as him, but he took good care of himself, had very fair skin, a slender face, flying eyebrows, three long beards, and was dressed like a scholar. He looked really good.
It's a pity that Zhang Hong's Dongpo scarf is no longer there. Although he later found a branch as a hair fork, it always looked nondescript.
Zheng Ding looked him over and said, "He is indeed a scholar."
Suddenly, he pointed at Zhang Hong's wooden hair fork and laughed loudly: "Why is the scribe's scarf missing?" It means that if the scribe's scarf is missing, are you still a scribe?
Is this obviously arranged by you, but you are deliberately teasing me?
Seeing Zheng Ding deliberately humiliating himself, Zhang Hong said lightly: "I've seen you too, is this the way Qianshi treats guests?"
Zheng Ding was almost humiliated when he saw it. He put his feet down from the coffee table and shouted: "Serve tea."
Late Qiuchu and Yaluo hurried in, wiped the coffee table clean, and made tea for them again.
The two of them sat down separately, and Zheng Ding said to Zhang Hong, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"
The two formally negotiated, and the atmosphere seemed more solemn.
Zhang Hong saluted Zheng Ding and said, "Of course I will have a bright future if I come here."
Zheng Ding suddenly stood up after drinking tea, looked around and said: "The ancients said that if you win Dingjun Mountain, you will win Hanzhong, and if you win Hanzhong, you will rule the world. As long as I firmly guard Dingjun Mountain, there is no need to worry about having no future."
Zhang Hong nodded and said: "Qian Shi is indeed right. Dingjun Mountain is indeed a battleground for military strategists."
Zheng Ding didn't expect Zhang Hong to follow his words. He was stunned and didn't know why he wanted to follow his words.
When Zhang Hong said this, he suddenly sighed and said: "If Qian Shi still has those 50,000 cavalry, there will be no problem in defending this place."
A slap in the face, this is a slap in the face!
Zheng Ding's face twitched, but he quickly calmed down.
He said in as calm a tone as possible: "Dingjun Mountain is extremely dangerous. One man can guard the pass, but ten thousand men cannot open it."
Zhang Hong nodded and said: "I also observed when going up and down the mountain. It is true that one man is in charge and no one can open it."
A smile appeared on Zheng Ding's face. It turns out that you also admit this.
Zhang Hong fell into deep thought and continued: "But Dingjun Mountain has never been captured before. During the Three Kingdoms period, Prime Minister Cao sent heavy troops and was captured by Uncle Liu Huang."
Zheng Ding's face was a little embarrassed. This was a fact and he couldn't change it.
Zhang Hong continued: "The security regiment also captured Tonggu Mountain before, and it was even more dangerous than Dingjun Mountain."
Zheng Ding raised his eyebrows and said, "Tonggu Mountain, why haven't I heard of it?"
Zhang Hong said calmly: "You have never been there, so of course you don't know how steep the mountain is. I believe you have never been to Mount Emei either. It is far taller and more steep than Mount Dingjun."
Speaking of this, Zhang Hong concluded: "The so-called one man is the barrier and ten thousand men cannot open it. This does exist, but it depends on what kind of one man it is and what kind of ten thousand men it is."
Speaking of this, Zhang Hong said resolutely: "In front of the so-called security corps, it can be said to be in name only. Xi County is a living example."
Slap in the face, another slap in the face, and this is what happened to the two armies that just fought.
Having said this, Zhang Hong became more and more confident about this trip. The security team and the Sichuan Guard Army had an absolute advantage over Zheng Ding.
This is why Zhao Ping felt relieved to let him Dingjunshan.
Because in the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks become invisible, and the church disappears into thin air.
But Zheng Ding did not show weakness and said coldly: "This is not far from Xingyuan Mansion. Xingyuan Mansion has a million troops. How could it be that your security group, Mantis, refuses?"
Zhang Hong smiled and said: "I remember that Xingyuan Mansion didn't seem to have one million, at most half a million. And now half a million has been reduced to 30%."
"Where is 30%? Why don't I know?" Zheng Ding asked in confusion.
Zhang Hong opened his fingers and counted them one by one: "Jiading lost 100,000, Xi County lost 50,000, what is it if it's not 30%?"
Zheng Ding was a little stunned. He didn't seem to expect Zhang Hong to understand so clearly.
But he calmed down quickly, looked at Zhang Hong hard, and said in a deep voice: "As long as I stand still and wait for help, it will be a great achievement to defend Dingjun Mountain."
Zhang Hong gritted his teeth and smiled: "How long can Qianshi hold on for ten days? It takes one day for the security regiment to attack Tonggu Mountain, Jiading, this county, and your cavalry. It also takes one day to attack Dingjun Mountain. "
Zheng Ding placed the tea cup heavily on the coffee table and said: "The Mongolian army is not horse bandits, how can it be compared with horse bandits."
Zhang Hong continued to grin and said, "Hasn't Qian become a horse bandit now?"
Zheng Ding was furious, but suddenly thought, now that his cavalry is staying on Dingjun Mountain, how different is it from the horse bandits in Tonggu Mountain?
He took a deep sip of tea and said solemnly: "I'm going to build ten gates on the mountain and let's see how your security team attacks them."
Zhang Hong said calmly: "In the face of powerful troops, there is not much difference between ten mountain gates and one mountain gate, but it only takes a little longer."
At this point, Zhang Hong saluted again and said: "Qian Shi has no future in front of the Hu people. It is better to surrender and find a good future again."
Zheng Ding firmly disagreed and said in a tone that left no doubt: "You Southern Barbarians... Song Dynasty... Southern Barbarians use culture to control military affairs. Even the local generals have no way out, let alone surrendering generals."
Speaking of this, Zheng Ding said: "We just lack a leader here. Mr. Zhang has the courage and strategy, which is just right."
He originally wanted to say it was the Song Dynasty, but finally said it was the Southern Barbarians, indicating that he firmly did not recognize the Song Dynasty. The implication was that he would not surrender to the Song Dynasty.
Why, the Hu people also want me to be the chief bookkeeper, but it's a pity that I don't have this ambition.
Zheng Ding asked Zhang Hong to be the chief clerk here. On the one hand, it gave him peace of mind in his position, but it was actually a disguised form of house arrest.
Of course Zhang Hong knew this and had to convince him, otherwise he would be really under house arrest here.
Zhang Hong nodded and said: "Of course I am not asking you to surrender to the Song Dynasty, but to surrender to the lord."
Zheng Ding couldn't believe it. His eyes widened and he asked, "Do you have a master? Who is the master? Why don't you know about it?"
Zhang Hong bowed his hands to Jintang County and said, "Of course you know, my lord, he is Xiao Langjun and his surname is Zhao Taoping."
Zheng Ding took a few steps back, not believing that this was the truth.
He took a sip of tea, held his chin, and looked down the mountain.
"It turns out to be Zhao Ping. This is very interesting." Zheng Ding said this and looked through the tent to the road ahead.
The avenue leads directly to the camp gate, and you can see the peaks outside the camp gate. These are the twelve peaks of Dingjun Mountain.
He murmured in his mouth: "The ancients said that if you conquer Junshan, you will conquer Hanzhong, and if you conquer Hanzhong, you will conquer the world. Is this the will of God?"
He was deep in thought while holding the teacup and looking at the mountain peaks.
Zhang Hong knew that he was making a choice, so he didn't bother him and looked at him while drinking tea.
Zheng Ding walked around for a few times and finally sat down and looked at Zhang Hong repeatedly.
The two were roughly the same age, and Zhang Hong was also the chief security officer, so he felt good about him.
Instead, Zhang Hong straightened his clothes, concentrated on drinking tea, and pretended to be indifferent, but he was actually very nervous.
Zheng Ding thought for a long time, made up his mind, and saluted Zhang Hong.
Zhang Hong couldn't help but be shocked. This man had always been aloof. Why did he remember to salute and hurriedly returned the salute.
Zheng Ding saluted and asked, "Dingzhi (Zheng Ding) dares to ask, sir, who is in the security group, and what is his relationship with Zhao Ping?"
