Time never waits. Opportunities are fleeting. If you miss them, you will lose them.
The first two days when King Zhengyi's army begins to encircle the camp are the best time to break through. The longer it is delayed, the harder it will be to break through.
Nowadays, the dense forest surrounding the Dongyi army has been laid with layers of traps and roadblocks. Not to mention people, even wild boars that stray into this place will be shot into sieves by various traps and crossbows in a moment.
As Di Xin returned to the camp, countless prisoners and heads were brought into the camp, all of which showed the glorious achievements of the king's personal expedition.
Countless burned prisoners of war were brought back to the main camp for treatment, and the entire military camp became busy.
Burns are not terrible. The terrible thing is that burns are not as small as sword wounds. Once they are hit, the area is very large. Infection of large wounds, under the current medical level, will basically lead to death, unless you can become a soldier. A being with strong qi and blood and amazing healing ability.
Jiang Wenhuan hated Meng Chang very much, not only because he was provoked and lost face during the meeting that day, but also because of the competitive mentality of a young man. At this moment, he saw that the five Dongyi tribes that had troubled Donglu for hundreds of years were being played by Meng Jibo. When he was in the palm of his hand and couldn't escape, Jiang Wenhuan realized.
Jealousy often arises when you are just a little bit ahead of someone else. However, if our achievements are more outstanding and far exceed those of others, what we often get is envy.
And if what you do has become a legend in the eyes of others, primitive worship will arise spontaneously.
At this time, Jiang Wenhuan, who still seemed a bit naive, finally won over the young general after he met and communicated with Meng Chang.
With the tacit approval of his father, the wise and martial Meng Jibo had two more followers behind him, Jiang Wenhuan and Yin Jiao, who was clamoring to go out into battle.
"Uncle Ji, these people are barbarians. Those are valuable medicinal materials. You actually use medicine to save these barbarians? Why not let them fend for themselves? If they are alive, they will waste our army's hard-earned rations. "
Jiang Wenhuan sincerely offered his opinions and suggestions, and his considerations were basically what most people thought.
To make burn medicine, in addition to medicinal materials such as Coptis chinensis, Phellodendron cypress, and mountain gardenia, it also needs to be supplemented by sesame oil to make it into a paste and apply it evenly.
The merchants in the army were scattered everywhere, asking for medicine at high prices to supply the army, which undoubtedly greatly increased the burden of Wang Shi and Donglu. In the eyes of many nobles, these rotten people were useless, so instead of spending a lot of real money to save these It would be better to trap and kill all the useless people and offer sacrifices to the heroes who died in the battle between Cangtian and Donglu over the past hundred years.
Slaves are a good thing. When there is an indigestible population that is difficult to deal with, most problems can be solved by selling them into slaves. However, it is not applicable at all times. In fact, the current big businessmen do not lack slaves. Those who are somewhat lacking are good family members. , his identity is as innocent as when Meng Chang first joined the army.
"Those who convince others with force are not convinced by their hearts, nor can they be supported by their strength; those who convince others by virtue are convinced by their heart and are sincerely convinced!"
"Wen Huan, the grievances between Dongyi and Donglu have been going on for a long time. Let me ask you, if Donglu takes over Dongyi's land in the future, do you advocate killing all the people living on Dongyi's land, or do you want to kill them all? Become a commoner of Donglu?"
Jiang Wenhuan said unequivocally: "Of course it is to become a Donglu people. There are at least a million Dongyi people, and to trap and kill millions of people... Who in the world would dare to do such an unscrupulous thing?"
Just after saying this, Jiang Huanchu's face immediately turned red. He slowly came back to his senses and understood what Meng Chang meant. Harming the heaven and earth is a moral issue, and the fundamental reason for occupying land is to maintain construction. Plunder the population.
Meng Chang pointed at the Dongyi soldiers in the sick and wounded camp who looked ashamed and grateful. He did not look at Jiang Wenhuan, but stared at Yin Jiao and said in a deep voice.
"The way to govern a country is to take people's minds into consideration. Both of you are going to be in power in the future. You should understand a truth. It is easy to make others hate you, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky to make others agree with you. That is to say, it is difficult to win the hearts of the people. It’s easy to lose people’s hearts.”
"The people are the most noble, the country is second, and the king is the least. I have heard that the king is the boat; the common people are the water. Water can carry the boat, and it can also overturn the boat. If you use this to think about danger, it will endanger the generals. It’s too late!”
Uncle Meng Ji's words were like the sound of heaven, shocking Jiang Wenhuan's outlook. Yin Jiao was still young, so he didn't know the true meaning, but secretly kept these words in his heart.
"Uncle Meng Ji is joking, the world belongs to the king, and Donglu is the Donglu of my Jiang family. Without us, there would be no current world structure. How can a group of muddy people overturn the boat? Haha, please forgive Wen Huan for not I dare to agree!"
Meng Chang was not interested in arguing too much with Jiang Wenhuan. It was the most stupid behavior to argue with others about values, unless his realm was far beyond his own.
He only needed to plant a small seed in Yin Jiao's heart, and that was enough.
"The Dongyi are difficult to destroy because of their feud and survival. If the hatred is not resolved, even if they occupy their cities and their territory, they will eventually rebel again."
There are only a few people who can cherish their motherland and want to restore it. Blindly violent suppression is actually the logic that most people first think of and deal with when they encounter problems. In many cases, hedging against people's emotions will only aggravate the problem itself. It will force the group of people who are just seeking survival to oppose themselves.
Just like the saying that although Chu has three households, the Qin must be destroyed by Chu, in order to solve the bottom-level problems of the people, the nobles of the Six Kingdoms are rootless duckweeds. Empty slogans about glory and the inheritance of their ancestors are far less meaningful than the slogan of princes and generals being peaceful! Comes directly.
Yin Jiao asked confusedly: "Uncle Ji, are you ready to let them go back?"
"Silly boy, let them go back. Didn't I fight in vain? When they return to their own territory, they will inevitably not raise their weapons again and stand at the next pass to resist our attack again."
Mengchang did not have the time or energy to learn from what Marquis Wu was like to Meng Huo, and there was still a big difference between Dongyi and Nanman.
"Then what do you do with these people?"
"If you move to northern Xinjiang and stay in your homeland and have cliques and cliques, you will inevitably start wars again. Isn't it true that northern Xinjiang is sparsely populated and full of waste? I think Jizhou is a good place!"
Mengchang looked at the bustling merchants in the Wounded Barracks and felt a little hesitant. It was actually a bit too slow to just rely on the officials to do their own thing.
He really wants to open up the carve-up policy of new lands like mercenaries and bounty hunters, and capture savages and aliens to acquire land in places that have been ravaged by wars such as Jizhou and Beihai to fill the population gap.
However, this idea was immediately rejected by him as soon as he thought of it. It was contrary to the outline of the reform. Moreover, if population was equated with value, the consequences would be disastrous. Meng Chang never underestimated the evil thoughts in human nature. Sometimes princes would eat people. , faster, more efficient, and more violent.
At this moment, Dai Li trotted over and said loudly: "My lord, there is a foreigner outside the camp who wants to see you. He claims to be the general of Honghe's defeated army. Come and surrender!"
"Oh?" Meng Chang had some impression of this person. When he saw someone coming around, he was the one who decisively cut off the warrior's wrist. Otherwise, those old opponents from the past should have been able to defeat the blocking army at that time.
Dai Li brought the person there, and Meng Chang looked carefully up and down. He was wearing a linen robe, and he could smell a faint smell of blood and ointment despite his clothes.
"I, Xu Mu, have met Uncle Meng Ji!"
There was a sonorous and forceful tone in this man's conversation that came from a military background. Meng Chang smiled and stepped forward to help the young general up and asked teasingly.
"General Xu used to block our army in Honghe. Meng admired his decisiveness in making decisive decisions. I wonder why the general came to surrender with scars all over his body?"
Xu Mu was not angry and replied mockingly: "Thanks to Uncle Ji, a big defeat and a letter, there is no place for Xu in Dongyi!"
"Hahaha, don't blame General Xu. It's all because General Xu retreated too decisively that day."
"Yes, Uncle Ji's plan is to wipe out the Dongyi army. People like Xu who grease the soles of his feet when he sees the situation is not good will naturally affect your plan. If it were me, I would also try my best to eliminate the hidden dangers. Excluded, I just didn’t expect Ji Bo’s good tricks and retribution to come so quickly, a smeared letter left Xu unable to defend himself!”
Mengchang was very happy. It was also a very happy thing that his thoughts could be noticed and understood by others. Otherwise, it would be so boring if he had done so many details and no one appreciated them.
Of course, no one will like Yang Xiu, the kind of useless person who sees things through but doesn't tell them, and just pokes holes in the boss's lungs.
"Then General Xu is going to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side?"
Xu Mu knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and said in a low voice: "Xu Mu is grateful to Uncle Ji for not killing him. You can give me a chance to change my past and start over. You have shown me the clear path. If Xu Mu misses it, he will die." undoubtedly!"
"Oh? Why did General Xu say that he would definitely die?"
"There is a slang saying in Dongyi: a barking dog must be quiet before biting. This is not an insult to you. Xu Mu used to hunt with his father in his early years. My father often said that whenever a hunter came into the mountains, the whole forest would be quiet. Therefore, hunters will send out threats, and when snakes, insects, rats, ants, and all kinds of prey appear, they will know the direction in which to hunt."
"I believe that hunting and marching take different paths to reach the same destination. Ji Bo's false and true formations were used to panic the Dongyi Army and conceal their true intentions. If you hadn't awakened me with the help of the King of Huaiyi, I would have been surrounded by you at this moment. Those who are unable to advance or retreat in the camp should share Xu Mu's share."
Meng Chang clapped his hands and applauded non-stop. This boy was smart and like Zhong Ji, he was also a talent that could be cultivated.
"If that's the case, why don't you stay in the account and take orders? But you haven't done anything yet, and it's not easy for Meng to appoint you directly. You can only wrong your husband and serve as a staff first."
Xu Mu was overjoyed: "As long as the master has your orders, Xu Mu will not dare to disobey!"
But seeing the wind blowing and the woods rustling, compared with the relaxed and comfortable Wangshi camp, the Dongyi army was fully equipped. Under the leadership of Huaiyi Wang Liwu, they launched an offensive on their way back east.
I didn't think of leaving the camp before, because the soldiers and generals are strong enough to compete with Dashang and Donglu. If I want to leave the camp now, I will lose the troops and generals, and the morale will be low. The enemy's encirclement has already begun. If I don't leave, I will cut off the supply of water and food. It's even harder to escape.
The first people to start the road to the battle were the warriors of other races who dared to die. Since ancient times, there have been many talented people in the east of the Yangtze River. The Yi tribe on both sides of the Huai River has never lacked warriors who dared to sacrifice their lives. Otherwise, it would not have been enough to support the two overlords who started their careers in this way. land.
Mengchang never looked down on anyone. Perhaps this was a kind of caution that originated from his bones. Whether it was Beihai or the current Dongyi, whether they were nobles or Guizhou heads, they could leave their mark in the long river of history. There must be something unique about him, especially since this is a world with myths.
The heroic charge sounded the clarion call for war.
Li Wu put on a green armor, and surrounded by elite Huaiyi soldiers, he led the charge and fought against Lu Renjie who had cut off the east gate.
The troops assigned to Lu Renjie were Dashang's most elite soldiers. The old general stood under the banner of the Chinese army holding a large gilded bronze hammer, stroking his white beard and watching indifferently the group of barbarians fighting to the death. , before the expedition, he was doubtful about Ji Bo, but now, he admires him extremely. Being a teammate with such a person who can estimate people's hearts really makes people feel much more comfortable in fighting. It is no wonder that the king has great trust in Ji Bo.
Lu Renjie pointed at the Dongyi army that surged out with a high will to survive and roared: "We are not allowed to retreat. Let the king be the vanguard. It is a shame for us to be ministers. Hold on! Reinforcements are coming, surround and kill them!"
The blue torrent is like a rapidly collapsing buffalo, one of which hits the silver-white iron wall that is waiting for the formation. The success is also the mountain forest, and the failure is also the mountain forest. Juma and Luzhai are preset in advance and buried deep in the earth. A three-meter-long bamboo spear. Specially designed to break through weakly defended leather armor.
Under the bloodshed, the Huaiyi warriors roared and put their bodies under the fortifications, turning into flesh pads, giving their comrades a chance to move forward.
Li Wu was filled with resentment and rage. In a life-and-death crisis, he did not dare to use warriors from other clans to attack the first group of people to break the formation. Just like Meng Chang did when he was at Qingyang Pass in the past, it takes great courage to break the formation. It is the determination not to be afraid of death. He cannot trust others. Once he fails to defeat the enemy, retreating back to the encirclement means slow death.
"The Eight Sacrifice of the Qi Dynasty gave me magical powers, the Lord of Huai River, lend me my magical power!!"
Suddenly, streaks of silver horses fell from the sky, and the bodies of the first three thousand Huaiyi were covered with layers of silver light. Immediately, this group of invulnerable and fearless warriors tore open a gaping hole. They filed in, getting bigger and bigger.
Li Wu also transformed into a demon god with three heads, six arms and horns. All he needed was a pair of wind and thunder wings to perfectly recreate the majestic image of the former military leader Chi You.
But upon closer inspection, he was far from the soldier master. Li Wu's body quickly grew green-black hair, and soon he looked like an ape with a hairy face and a thunderous mouth. He was holding a wind and thunder stick, and with one blow, he Wind and thunder surged, and those caught flew directly into the sky, splattering blood across the sky.
Seeing the crazy offensive, Lu Renjie was not upset, but showed a contemptuous smile, as if he was laughing at the "savages" for overestimating their capabilities.
"Send an order to clear a narrow path and let them pass."
"After stretching the enemy's formation, follow my orders and cut off the middle stream."
There is only one update today. I am not feeling well and still have a cold and fever. I want to make sure it is safe first. Weekends are normal!
(End of chapter)
