"You bastards are so rude and dare to lock me up. Do you know who I am? I want to see Zhao Hui!"
The arrogant shouts made the soldiers holding Murong Chengtai in front of the Commander's Mansion tighten their hands a little harder, causing his face to turn red in pain. The military academy in front of the door stared at him coldly: "Boy, no matter who you are, if you dare to be arrogant and rude in front of the commander's office, as long as the commander gives the order, I will kill you immediately!"
"How dare you!" Murong Chengtai was frightened by the cold gaze of the military academy, but he refused to give in at all and said stiffly.
Xiang Xun walked out and saw this scene. After sweeping around, several sergeants were disarmed as if they were servants. Their expressions were indifferent and their eyes were on Murong Chengtai: "Are you Murong Chengtai?"
"It's me! Who are you?" Murong Chengtai struggled to himself. The more he struggled, the more painful he became. He gritted his teeth and replied.
"Southwestern aid envoy, Xiang Xun!" Xiang Xun said.
"Where is Zhao Hui? I want to see him!" Murong Chengtai was still arrogant.
Looking at this man coldly, Xiang Xun's eyes flashed with disgust, and he immediately raised his hand and ordered: "This man is arrogant and rude, rushing into the commander's house. If he says one more word, he will be killed immediately!"
"Yes!" The surrounding soldiers heard the order and shouted in unison.
Murong Chengtai probably felt the so-called murderous intent. He opened his mouth, but in the end he did not dare to make a sound. However, he opened his eyes and stared at Xiang Xun stubbornly, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.
Facing Murong Chengtai's gaze, Xiang Xun stepped forward and said coldly: "This is the Commander's Mansion, where tens of thousands of troops from Shu are commanded. It's up to you, the royal family, to yell at your arrogance today and insult the Commander. If you are beheaded and punished for your actions, Your Majesty will not say a word!"
Facing Xiang Xun's almost emotionless eyes, Murong Chengtai felt an emotion called "fear" in his heart for the first time: "I..."
Seeing his timidity, Xiang Xun waved his hand and said: "I do not advocate killing without teaching. I think you are here for the first time, so I can avoid death for the time being. However, I would like to warn you that once you join the army, you must abide by military laws and do not Violation, otherwise, military law will be ruthless and imposed on you, and it will be too late to regret!"
After saying that, Xiang Xunchao ordered: "First give him fifty military sticks, and then teach him the camp rules and disciplines!"
"yes!"
In the barracks in the south wing of Baoji, Murong Chengtai was lying on a military couch, his pants were completely taken off, his buttocks were beaten to a bloody pulp, and the stick wounds almost spread to his waist. Fifty military sticks, each one too many, no one merciful. If Murong Chengtai had not been practicing martial arts since he was a child and was strong and healthy, he would have been beaten to death if he were a pampered playboy.
Murong Yanchao sent a general to his family, carefully applied medicine to him, and said: "Master, in the army, it is no better than in other places. Military law is not a joke. Just now in front of the commander's mansion, he scared us." . If you are really killed, we can only choose to die on the battlefield..."
"I don't believe it, they really dare to kill me!" Murong Chengtai responded, still seeming unyielding.
However, when he said this, he didn't feel confident.
"Master——"
"That's enough, when did you become so nagging and dare to teach me a lesson!" Murong Chengtai couldn't help but said angrily.
Due to the hot weather and the trauma on his buttocks, beads of sweat on Murong Chengtai's forehead were like raindrops, dripping down his dark eyes, nose and cheeks, almost seeping into his eyes. In all his life, he has never suffered such grievances, but perhaps there is a kind of stubbornness in his bones. Even when he was being punished with the stick, he never even groaned.
In the eyes, I don’t know whether it is sweat or tears...
"Sir, does it hurt? Can you please be gentle?"
"Take your medicine!" Murong Chengtai took a deep breath, responded, paused, and asked: "How long will it take for my injury to recover?"
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to get off the ground in two or three days!"
Rarely, Murong Chengtai sighed, somewhat unwillingly: "I came to Fengxiang and wanted to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds. If I receive this military staff, I will really miss my job!"
Hearing his words, the general didn't know what to think. Even if he could save his life, he would be merciful. This young man still wanted to go to the battlefield.
"Master, don't be anxious. Once you recover from your injuries, you will have a chance!" The general could only comfort him.
After a while, Murong Chengtai suddenly asked, seemingly puzzled: "Zhao Dushuai and Xiang Shijun, they really don't seem to care about my identity..."
The general was silent. He was a rough man, not good at words, and he didn't know how to answer the young master's doubts. Of course, in his opinion, Murong Yanchao doted on his youngest son too much.
"Do you want me to plead guilty to Dushuai Zhao and the envoy?" Murong Chengtai asked again abruptly, his voice was low, and he seemed a little embarrassed.
...
The iron horse is blown away by the autumn wind.
It is said that this pass stands in the southern suburbs of Baoji and controls the throat of Sichuan and Shaanxi. Although it is still midsummer and there is no desolate autumn wind, the city gate is still stubbornly realizing its value and has become a strong bone across the throat of the Shu army.
When the Shu army first arrived this spring, it was more powerful than the Qi army. Zhao Hui was able to defend Chencang with a small army, but Li Tinggui was unable to defeat it with a large army. Even if the Sanguan was located, he did not dare to attack with all his strength.
After returning to Weinan, Li Tinggui decided to make every effort to eradicate Sanguan. So far, the more than 15,000 Shu troops stationed under Sanguan City have launched more than 20 attacks with Sanguan City, resulting in more than 2,000 direct battle losses. However, Guancheng is still firmly controlled by the Han Dynasty. In the hands of the army.
After Zhao Hui succeeded Wang Jun and took charge of Fengxiang Jiedu, he used Sanguan as the choke point and focused on strengthening the construction of Guancheng for imperial defense. There was no way. The fall of the four states of Qin and Feng made the Han Dynasty's defense in the southwest so passive. The Shu army could leave the Qinling Mountains at any time and threaten Guanzhong, with its troops pointing directly at the Weihe City Pass.
The guarding general of Sanguan was named Wang Renfan. He was originally the tooth general of Liu Ci, the governor of the Baoyi Army, and was recommended to guard the pass. Before the Shu army moved, Zhao Hui quickly increased his troops to three thousand and stocked up a large amount of food and weapons. Therefore, after several months of consumption, Guancheng still has some strength left.
And Wang Renfan lived up to his trust. With three thousand soldiers, he faced several times the enemy without losing his position and caused a lot of casualties to the Shu army. Like a rock in the ocean, it always remains standing, which particularly worries Shu Army coach Li Tinggui.
The last city battle was ten days ago. As the weather got hotter and hotter, both sides had a tacit understanding to collect and burn the bodies of the soldiers who fell in the pass to prevent the spread of plague.
On Guancheng, a burly general with a dignified temperament stood and looked out, silently thinking in his heart: "With this success in defending the city against enemies, it shouldn't be a problem to be promoted to the third level after the war... ..."
This Han general was naturally Wang Rengan. Looking at the Shu army that had withdrawn from the siege of Guancheng, occupied the road and surrounded the mountains, and established its stronghold in a conservative posture, I couldn't help but wonder, could it be that the Shu army wanted to retreat?
"General, the commander's office is here to give orders!"
Soon, after reading the military order from Zhao Hui, Wang Renfan immediately cheered up and subconsciously leaned forward against the wall. After thinking for a moment, he ordered his subordinates: "Gather all the capable warriors in the pass to Dongguan, give them food and wine, and prepare me to attack at any time!"
"yes!"
After several months of perseverance, only half of the Han troops in the city were still able to attack, let alone less than a thousand. Even so, it could not quell Wang Rengan's enthusiasm for making a great contribution. He is 36 years old this year. He is in his prime. If he has the opportunity, he must seize it.
In the Shu army camp, the commander also held a military meeting and summoned the generals from Chencang and Gudao camps.
"Today we have called all the generals here for one thing. Your Majesty has an order to give up the attack on the Han Dynasty and withdraw the troops back to Xingyuan Mansion!" Li Tinggui was sitting at the commander's desk and reported the edict from Chengdu in a slightly low voice.
It must not be an illusion. As soon as he finished speaking, the Shu generals present were obviously relieved and their sitting postures seemed much more relaxed.
Li Tinggui was also a little helpless and his spirits were waning. Li Tinggui followed Meng Zhixiang, the first leader of Later Shu, since he was a child. He was raised by him. He followed the right person. Therefore, he followed Meng Zhixiang to separate Shu and establish himself on his own. After Meng Chang succeeded to the throne, he also entrusted people with a good background and knowledge to the family.
Because of this, the attack on the Han was in vain, and Li Tinggui felt that he had betrayed Meng Chang's trust. Speaking of which, this was Meng Shu's second Northern Expedition. Although Zhang Qianzhao was defeated in the previous one, he at least captured the four states of Qin and Feng.
But this time, he led his troops northward, relying on the four states of Qin and Feng, but he failed to conquer a single city, failed to gain an inch of success, and only wasted the soldiers' money and food. How could he do it in his heart, and how did Chengdu's civil and military officials treat him...
"General He, the only reason to retreat is to worry about the pursuit of the Han army. I will leave this matter to you!" Li Tinggui looked at the Jin minister He Xianjian who had surrendered to Shu a few years ago.
He Jianjian was a little unhappy, but he did not dare to disobey the order and could only respond in a muffled voice: "Yes!"
"The rest of the generals will return to their camps to reorganize their troops and horses. They will withdraw from the stronghold tomorrow and slowly retreat southward.
