In the direction from Gucheng to Zhucheng, people wearing white armor and banners were hunting, the banners of the merchant army were fluttering, and there were many banners with the character Meng, followed closely by the banners of the princes of Ji, Lai, Ping, Hai, and Mi.
Hearing that his old friend Tian Chen was in Zhucheng, Meng Chang originally thought of just surrounding Zhucheng and luring Fei out. Then he would be done, and he and Chaoge's army would attack from two sides and force Zhucheng to surrender.
Sun Tzu said: Therefore, soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape. Those who can win due to changes in the enemy are called gods.
I walked all the way from Yicheng and saw too many princes who defected in battle and surrendered after hearing about it. Is it because of the benevolence and righteousness of General Meng in Zhong Xi's mouth? This may be part of the reason. His benevolence and righteousness were a stepping stone. What really made these princes decide to defect was the general trend, the devastating military front of Chaoge's army, and the consequences of Yuan Futong's rebellious behavior in Beihai.
I just didn't expect that Zhong Xi, who had been working well all the way, felt defeated in front of Zhu Chengnan. If Bu Zhan hadn't come to make him, Zhong Xi would have almost turned out to be in Zhu Cheng. Even if he is a traitor, there are many of them who are die-hard and willing to be brutally tortured. The path of the unrighteous leads to darkness.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Chengnan Huang Chong was so brave. Tian Chen could not help but admonish him, but he still dared to invite Meng Chang out of the city for a decisive battle.
It's really good. Meng Chang likes this kind of honest person. He will arrange the military formation honestly and do his duty, and then fight with you. Meng Chang can't get what he wants.
If this group of people hides in the city, and Zhao Bing and Bian Ji are not around, Wu Gan will be the only one he trusts in the siege. He hopes that the coalition of princes can bravely kill the enemy, and Dong Zhuo will not burn down Luoyang in the future. , there is still a chance to escape to Chang'an.
This group of princes' coalition forces dare to use their own strength, and they want to bring order to the chaos and bring out something real, but they each have their own thoughts. If the wind is favorable, they will win, and if they are defeated, they will flee. This is normal.
At least the current running-in and tacit understanding between the princes is not enough. Mengchang also believes that his ability is far inferior to that of the Bingxian. It may be easier to go out of the city for a decisive battle than to attack by force.
Of course, it will also be more dangerous. Once one of the princes switches sides or fails to withstand the offensive and flees, the chain reaction will be huge.
Zhu Chengnan chose a good place for the duel between the two sides. It was a flat plain area, and it seemed that he wanted to have an upright showdown with him.
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The day before the decisive battle, it was night, the moon and stars were sparse.
Meng Chang lit the oil lamp, and late at night, he was still calculating various accidents that might occur during tomorrow's war on his homemade simple sand table.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from behind, which caught his attention. Looking back, he saw Liu Siniang, who was dressed in white and had a tearful face, unexpectedly entered his tent and appeared directly. behind him.
At this moment, Liu Siniang had completely lost the charm she had when she was in Yuncheng last time. Instead, she scolded her with an angry face.
"Last time I warned the general, it seems that the general didn't take it seriously. Does the general know what is happening in Lincheng behind you?"
Meng Chang calmly put down the wooden sign flag in his hand, sat on the edge of the sand table with his arms folded, and replied with interest: "Let me guess, don't tell me the answer, let me guess, is Yuan Futong anxious? Then he asked out What kind of 'terrific' and powerful beast is there?"
"Since you know, why do you still take risks? Do you know that Venerable Taotie has been furious, and you have ruined the plans of three Venerables at the same time. If you leave now, there is still time, wait until the Venerable comes to you personally When you do it, do you know what consequences you will have?"
Mengchang tilted his head and thought for a while. Why didn't he think carefully about this problem? He was just thinking about how to answer this question seriously, not only to answer Liu Siniang, but also to answer himself.
Not in a hurry, Meng Chang slowly rummaged through the pile of bamboo slips on the table and found a bamboo slip recording the army's provisions and handed it to Liu Siniang.
Looking at Liu Siniang who was a little confused, Meng Chang opened the bamboo slips, pointed to the records between the lines and explained: "Siniang, look at this one. This is the food and fodder consumption of our army the day before yesterday."
"If you cultivate a hundred acres, you can only harvest twenty minutes a year, which is only more than ten stones of grain. I have gathered a hundred thousand allied troops from the princes here. The army spent the day before yesterday, two thousand stones for rice, one thousand two hundred stones for beans, and five thousand forage." Shu, do you know what this means?"
"Wha...what?"
"Since the year before last, Beihai has been empty of ten houses in the wild, and four of the ten houses in the cities. A large number of fertile fields have been left uncultivated, so that the fertile fields have receded into waste. Such a huge army is burning not only grain and fodder every day, but also cutting up the entire Beihai. The blood of the people, the blood of Chongcheng, and even the blood of the entire Dashang."
"As the lord of Northern Xinjiang, Yuan Futong doesn't care about the 'untouchables' he considers, but it just so happens that in this farce caused by Beihai, they are the main victims, and the taxes also come from them. Will the princes die if the flesh is cut and the blood is bled? No, they just feel a little pain, but what about the civilians, living people, savages, and slaves? Not only do they feel pain, they will die. The longer the war lasts, the more people will die. .”
"So, can Siniang understand what Meng is saying? Have you ever understood the justice in Meng Chang's heart? I want to live, but I don't want to live on the corpses of these 'untouchables'. I want to live, and I want to be with everyone." We all live together, can you understand?"
Obviously, Meng Chang's words did not impress the beautiful woman in front of him. Or, it is a bit ridiculous to expect a ferocious beast to care about life and death for 'Cao Jie'. Meng Chang laughed, he would actually talk to a stranger about human life. things. The master doesn't care, how can we expect the beasts to care?
Yes, they don't care, only you care.
"But what does this have to do with you? Can you be more sensible? Do you know that if you continue to make trouble like this, not only will I not be able to stop Zhu Yan, I will not be able to stop my brothers."
Mengchang didn't know what was wrong with him. He was obviously very selfish and cautious at the beginning, but just looking at the data between the lines, he couldn't help it. He really couldn't help it, looking at it every day. When there were disturbances in Chidao and Beihai, he just couldn't help but want to do something about those people whose corpses were exposed in the wilderness, those people who were numb in their eyes.
Perhaps, this kind of thinking has planted a seed of longing for light in his heart since he saw that ray of sunshine in Jiucheng. But at this moment, someone opened up the resentment in his heart, and Meng Chang finally broke out. Unable to suppress his inner emotions, his tears were like water bursting from a dam. This strong and good man on the battlefield cried out and roared at the top of his lungs.
"I have entered the world of dogs like my mother. Monsters want to eat people, strange beasts want to eat people, even my own people want to eat people. I can't do it, I can't do anything! Do you understand?"
"I can't change the world, I can't do anything. Nai Weng has endured this tone for nineteen years, nineteen years!!!"
"I am no longer the child who would be slapped by my father for even saying a fair word. At this moment in this military camp, I have the final say! I don't care what is behind Yuan Futong, and I don't care what you are planning. From now on At this moment, I, Mengchang, has the final say. I will kill Fei, I will attack Zhucheng, no matter what secrets are hidden in Beihai, come for me!"
"Yuan Futong, who killed his mother, may have a second Li Futong or Zhou Futong, but I can't control the future. What I can do is to do everything I can do now. If I die as a Mengchang, there will be others behind me. There are thousands and thousands of Mengchang, the whole city of Gu, the whole Beihai, and the whole future generations. They should remember my name, do my thing, and imitate my deeds!"
"Taste it, I have nothing else to ask for, but I want peace of mind, and I will not regret it even if I die!"
Listening to the fierce quarrels and roars in the camp, Xin Ping and Lian Yong stood at the door and looked at each other. Their eyes were a little moist, but they did not rush in immediately. They just asked in a choked and hoarse voice: " General, are you okay?"
"Nothing's wrong, I'm upset, let's vent, don't worry about me, you can go about your business!"
Xin Ping sighed, looked at Lian Yong, and then at the soldiers who were still patrolling under the starlight, as well as the servants who were holding firewood to add firewood to each soldier's camp, and couldn't help but shake his head. He shook his head, seeming to be recalling the time when he first joined the army with his father, knowing nothing.
Liu Siniang's eyes were cold, and the fierce light in her eyes was so lifeless that I felt pity for her, and asked with a face as cold as frost: "You really don't want to leave?"
"Don't leave!"
"Okay, I've made it clear. If you insist on seeking death, I can't stop you. General, you can take care of yourself."
Liu Siniang's figure began to fade, and she seemed to be calm and calm, but her hands behind her were tightly held, trembling, as if she remembered something again. Before leaving, she continued to remind: "If Zhu Yan is Come here, don't use firepower, your current mortal fire will only make him more violent."
"Zhu Yan is in disaster. Your fire power is his most hated memory. Do not use it. If there is danger, go to the swamp. Maybe you can have a chance of survival."
After hearing this, Mengchang bowed and thanked her. He didn't straighten up until Liu Siniang disappeared, but his face was very happy, and he wiped his red and swollen eyes with relief.
He didn't care at all whether Liu Siniang understood what he meant. No one asked him what he thought. The superior officer only had to execute the orders, and the soldiers under his command only listened to military orders. He was still complacent about the resentment that had blocked him for nineteen years and could not be vented. Finally integrated into this era of cannibalism.
Until this moment, someone finally asked him why? Only then could he freely express his deepest feelings. At this moment, he was particularly relaxed and his thoughts gradually became clearer. He simply mixed the sand table into a chaotic formation, then put on his shirt and lay straight on the couch. After a while, faint snoring sounded from inside the camp.
Xin Ping breathed a sigh of relief outside the tent. He and Lian Yong had already become the commanders of the left and right armies, but they were used to stationing outside the general's camp. Generally, when the general was not asleep, they liked to stay outside and chat about sex and the moon like a hook. He tried to make the general, who was always tense, feel more at ease with his homesickness.
Although they didn't know who the person who had just argued with the general was, the two of them didn't care at all.
"Xin Ping, you know, it has been more than 20 years since I joined the army at the age of ten. My boy is actually about the same age as the general. But compared with the general, I admire him from the bottom of my heart. The general is different from us ordinary people. Before I met the general, all I could think about was honor and military exploits, and then I would pass them on to my son who failed to live up to expectations."
"But, after meeting the general, have you discovered that there are actually many interesting things in this world. Along the way, I have narrowly escaped death several times. It was obviously so thrilling, but it was the most thrilling thing in my life. In happy times, Yong really feels that how lucky he is to be able to meet a general in the rest of his life?"
Xin Ping was so angry that he wanted to kick Lian Yong in the face: "The general treats me like an elder brother. I feel ashamed and unworthy of it, but I am also a man of integrity. Old man, why are you testing me? I am waiting for you to follow the general." Fortunately, Shaoji General, when I followed the general, you were still fooling around in the prostitutes in Yancheng."
The soldiers who were called for patrol continued to keep vigil for the general. The two of them walked to their tents, arm in arm, talking and laughing. They looked at each other with smiles on their faces, but their temples were turning gray gradually, and wrinkles appeared frequently at the corners of their eyes. But the veteran burst into tears and did not dare to cry loudly, sobbing to himself.
Among these veteran ruffians, who didn’t climb up from the bottom step by step?
The moonlight at this time is bright and round, like a bright lamp, illuminating the sorrow of homesick people. Some people sleep peacefully, while others stay awake all night.
The roars heard by the soldiers on inspection for a while began to ferment in various camps overnight.
In various armies, soldiers woke up from their sleep one after another, listening to the narrations of the people around them and looking up at the same moonlight.
I had no sleep that night and my fighting spirit was high.
It turns out that when I am coding, my emotions will be affected by the pictures in my mind.
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