This dancing girl is of course Ah San pretending to be one.
Sima Yi was too cautious. He was thick-faced and steady-minded, and always stood behind Cao Chong or Cao Zhi.
Even though Ah San was highly skilled in martial arts, he was afraid of hurting Cao Zhi or Cao Chong. After all, they were Cao Wu's nephews, and Ah San did not dare to take such a risk.
Therefore, today's chain plan, from proposing war as the theme to Ah Liu reading out the poem he had prepared, everything was not to make Cao Wu famous. Cao Wu had such a temperament that he didn't bother to make a name for himself.
Today's poem is all about forcing Sima Yi to step down and separate from Er Cao.
This was something that had been planned for a long time.
The gathering of celebrities and hundreds of celebrities all became pawns to force Sima Yi. They were played by Zhuge Liang without even realizing it.
I just didn't expect that Sima Yi would be so thick-skinned. He only stepped down after three requests.
By the time Sima Yi sat in front of the drum, Ah San had already found an opportunity.
However, when he got close to Sima Yi, he suddenly felt alert, as if there was some danger.
It was a master's alertness. This intuition told him that there was something wrong with Sima Yi now.
"what is going on……"
Ah San knew that there was still half of Ah Liu's poem, and she had to take action before this half was finished.
…
Wenpin didn't actually estimate how many defenders there were in Shiyang City.
Ten battles in ten days, ten battles and ten losses.
He could only feel that the garrison at the top of the city must be smaller than his, but he didn't understand why they fought so hard.
He didn't know what happened to his men and horses now, and he didn't even dare to look aside distractedly.
The pressure from the Qinglong Yanyue Sword was too much.
Wenpin boasted that he had a spear that could be used across Jingzhou and Xiangzhou. In Jingzhou, except for the veteran Huang Hansheng, no one was his enemy.
However, facing Guan Yu, he could only hold on with all his strength.
With a "dang" sound, the Qinglong Yanyue Sword struck out with air-piercing power. Wenpin barely resisted the move and took a step back.
This is already the fiftieth move between the two.
Guan Yu's face was red, but he was also confused in his heart.
It turns out that there are such fierce generals in Jingzhou.
But such a fierce general actually surrendered to Cao Cao.
Surrender without a fight!
"My brother was guarding Xinye, and Liu Cong was at the rear. He surrendered without even a message to my brother! As a result, our army led hundreds of thousands of people to flee, and countless people died along the way. How tragic!"
Guan Yu held his breath and slashed again.
"Jing Shenggong has been raising soldiers for ten years, and all the generals in Jing and Xiang have surrendered without a fight. How can one's conscience be at peace?"
Wenpin took two more moves, took a step back in shame, but missed the mark.
It turned out that he had fought from the stern to the middle of the ship, and was forced back to the stern. '
There is no way to retreat.
…
"The mountains and rivers are desolate and the land is extremely remote, and the barbarian cavalry and the mausoleum are mixed with wind and rain."
The new sentences were read out, and all the celebrities were intoxicated.
Over the years, the sky has been spinning, and the princes have been fighting. There have been some heroes, but their achievements have been wasted in the civil war. No one has traveled thousands of miles to the Dragon City, and no one has led a hundred thousand cavalry to break through the Helan Mountains. It is really heartbreaking to open up new territories.
But through this poem, they ignited Ban Chao's ambition to write and join the army.
Even the old Kong Rong still had water vapor in his eyes, thinking about the era of Emperor Wu and Emperor Xuan, how magnificent it was to attack the Xiongnu from the north and conquer the Western Regions in the west.
However, now, the Han Dynasty is in decline, and I don’t know when it will regain its glory.
There were actually people crying silently during the dinner.
Ah San was naturally not in such a mood, and she felt that she could not wait any longer.
There is a dagger hidden in her wide dancing sleeves. She holds the dagger in her hand and is about to stab it out.
At this moment, Sima Yi, who had been playing the drum, suddenly looked up at her and smiled at her.
"Dong dong dong!"
The drum beat was urgent, but Ah San felt like he was falling into an ice cave.
…
"Boom!"
The spear in Wenpin's hand was knocked away, and his back was slapped by Guan Yu's long sword.
He vomited blood and fell to his knees.
Although he was kneeling on the ground, he tried to keep his upper body straight.
Looking to the left and right from the corner of his eyes, his heart suddenly felt desolate.
Of the three thousand death squads he brought, very few of them were dead. Guan Ping was leading his men to jump among the bamboo rafts, giving them last-ditch blows.
A few lucky ones fell into the water and swam desperately back and forth to the shore, only to be shot by the defenders who picked up their arrows.
The water is bright red.
It's over.
The final glory of the Jingzhou Army was over.
In the first year of Chuping, 38-year-old Liu Jingsheng, one of the Eight Horsemen, rode into Jingzhou alone. With one man's power, he gathered aristocratic families, leveled nine counties, killed Sun Jian, separatized Jingxiang, and expanded thousands of miles southward.
He was in Wenpin and had the kindness to meet him.
Wenpin spent his whole life fighting for it.
However, Liu Biao died, and his successor was Liu Cong, who surrendered to Cao Cao.
Guan Yu said that he was disloyal and unjust, but Wenpin was Liu Biao's general. His lord Liu Cong surrendered, shouldn't he surrender?
Wouldn't it be disloyal and unjust to resist Liu Cong?
But he was not convinced.
After Liu Cong surrendered, he was sent elsewhere. All of them were demoted, but all of them were promoted.
He didn't want to surrender, at least not without a fight.
He wanted to use this Shiyang City to prove that Jingzhou soldiers were no worse than anyone else.
The fact is, he lost.
Guan Yu slashed behind him with his sword, and Wenpin Shuaiqi, which was higher than the wall of Shiyang City, was cut into two pieces and fell into the water.
Wenpin didn't look back. He raised his head, and there was only a little bit of the setting sun left.
Shiyang City immediately fell into darkness. The foot-high city head turned out to be a moat that he, Wenpin, could not browse through.
In the sunset, he thought of Liu Biao again.
Talking guest?
Maybe, success or failure will be judged by future generations.
Isn't it the same for Wenpin? He's going to die too.
He lost today because of his inferior skills and Guan Yu's words.
Can he, Wenpin, be considered a loyal minister?
Behind him, Guan Yunchang had already raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword.
…
After Ah Liu drank the wine, Xiafei's cheeks were full of smiles, but when he looked at the people sitting there, he only felt contempt in his heart.
My general is right. Except for Zhuge Wolong, all of these so-called celebrities are just a group of empty talkers, what kind of ancient keyboard warriors.
They love to talk and comment on the general trend of the world every day, as if national affairs, political affairs, and military affairs can all be discussed while sitting in the room.
They are not diligent, but they like to watch others dance. They do not distinguish between grains, but they never tire of fine food and fine meat. They call themselves celebrities and go to the front line to work. When they hear about the front line soldiers, they stop when they reach Xiangyang and dare not go further. step.
Here they fantasize that they can also make achievements, but no one dares to go to the front line.
As the poem was recited, the dancer danced more and more beautifully, and the cheers became louder and louder, but Ah Liu felt more and more contemptuous.
She said word by word: "The warriors are half dead in front of the army, but the beauties are still singing and dancing under the tent."
The cheers from the celebrity in the seat suddenly stopped, and some people tilted their heads in confusion, as if they thought they heard wrongly.
Zhuge Liang repeated loudly: "The warriors are half dead in front of the army, but the beauties are still singing and dancing under the tent!"
All the celebrities’ voices stopped.
They stared blankly at Cao Aliu who was reciting poems.
Sima Yi's drum beat also stopped, only the dancer was still dancing.
These celebrities, you look at me, I look at you, there seems to be shame on their faces.
It was the moment when they watched the beauty dancing under the tent.
They didn't know that in Danyang County, Cheng Pu's 50,000-strong army was collecting garrisons from various places along the way, claiming to be 100,000, and headed straight for Hefei.
They didn't know that on the Yangtze River, the main force of Cao's army, a million-strong army, was marching mightily.
They didn't know that at the top of Xiakou City, Liu Bei patted the railings and anxiously waited for the arrival of reinforcements from Jiangdong.
They didn't know that under Shiyang City, a general who had fought many battles was approaching his end.
A war that will determine the fate of the world is about to come, but they are drinking and composing poems here.
Many celebrities lowered their heads in shame.
Cao Zhi suddenly woke up and looked at Ah Liu.
There were hundreds of people in the audience, but only the dancer was still moving.
Suddenly, a dancer's pupils widened, she pointed at the silent Sima Yi and said: "Killing!"
