Chapter 1008 Turnaround
At this time, Xian Yufu was not sitting on pins and needles as Feng Jishi said, but as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Looking at the Longmen Ferry guard in front of him, whose face was gray and black, and whose armor was burned in several places, he wished he could have penetrated his mother tens of thousands of times.
Seeing the veins popping out in Xian Yufu’s hand that was pressed on the hilt of the sword, the ferry guard cried even louder:
“General, what the general said is true. Those Shu captives can really summon ghost soldiers!”
He said a word, wiped away tears, and even wiped the ashes on his face like ghost symbols.
“That night, the whole camp saw it. If the general doesn’t believe it, he can just ask them.”
“The general remembers clearly that at the third watch, a huge thunder suddenly sounded in the plains, and the gate of the village was immediately split open.”
“The general also specifically asked the soldiers on duty at night. Many people saw it at that time. After the thunder, light splashed everywhere, and then the ghost soldiers seemed to emerge from the ground..."
The ferry guard was talking nonchalantly. Although his face was covered in black and gray, the fear in his eyes could still be seen.
In normal times, Xian Yufu would have just regarded this person as an excuse to avoid the disadvantages of defending the ferry.
Even if he does not have the right to kill him on the spot, he must be **** immediately and given fifty military sticks to calm the morale of the army.
But the weird thing about this thing is that the defeated soldiers who fled back all said the same thing, which gave Xian Yufu an inexplicable chill in his heart.
Tens of thousands of soldiers were defeated overnight. Not only was the defeat unclear, but they also all said that it was caused by ghost soldiers.
Some of the soldiers who escaped were even crazy, their eyes were dull, and they could only say "the ghost soldiers are coming"...
This is the one who entered his mother’s home!
Has the world gone crazy?
Looking at the trembling ferry soldiers, Xian Yufu remembered something.
The soldiers who participated in the Battle of Xiaoguan, not to mention the soldiers below, even some military generals, were as afraid of Shu as a tiger.
This discovery made Xian Yufu feel a shadow in his heart that was as big as a river.
Could it be that Feng Thief’s subordinates are really that evil?
With a gloomy look on his face, he waved his hand and asked the sergeant in the tent to take care of the ferry guard.
Regardless of whether the Guan thieves really summoned the ghost soldiers, the most important thing at the moment is that the Shu thieves have crossed the river.
The terrain in Guanzhong is flat, which is most suitable for cavalry.
This is the advantage of Wei Dynasty.
But since the appearance of the armored ghost cavalry, this advantage has shifted from the Wei side to the Shu captives.
Ghost Rider?
Xian Yufu felt excited.
First there were ghost cavalry, and now ghost soldiers appeared. I don’t know if there are really ghosts, but this Feng thief is a real ghost!
He took a deep breath, opened the tent, walked out, and looked across the river.
The river is so wide that even if the sky is clear, it is difficult to see clearly what is on the other side.
But Xian Yufu knew that Feng Thief must be smiling proudly at this time.
It's just that he is an old man who has personally experienced decades of war, and he quickly stabilized his mind.
“Come here!”
“General?”
“Send the order to dig a trench to the north of the camp so that the entire army can strengthen its defenses!”
“No!”
“Also, Dobu Antlers, resists guns...”
After giving the instructions, Xian Yufu looked at Dong'an, his eyes gradually became firm, and he murmured:
"If you think that after crossing the river, you can enter and exit the pass at will, you are overthinking."
Whether it's Guo Huai on Qiao Mountain in the northwest, or Sima Yi in Xi County in the west, let alone the Luoyang Chinese Army led by Qin Lang at the foot of Long Mountain.
The retreat route for everyone in Guanzhong is tied to the two passes of Tongguan and Wuguan.
If Xian Yufu leaves without fighting, then the Han army can cut off Tongguan without any effort.
The Shangluo Passage where Wuguan is located is more difficult than the Xiaohan Ancient Road where Tongguan is located.
More than 200,000 Wei troops are scattered throughout Guanzhong. If the Han army is allowed to cut off Tongguan, then it is still unknown how many of the more than 200,000 Wei troops can withdraw from Guanzhong from Wuguan.
So Xian Yufu could not retreat, and he did not dare to retreat.
Not only cannot the Feng thieves be allowed to cross the river from Pubanjin, but they must also try to contain the Guan thieves coming from the north so that the Shu thieves dare not easily advance westward and cut off Guo Huai's retreat at will.
With less than 20,000 people in hand, but facing the notorious Feng and Guan thieves, Xian Yufu couldn't help but sigh:
"Since I can't hold the ferry, I can only serve my country with my life and be loyal to the country!"
He knew that he was no match for the two thieves, so he was already determined to die. He could only hope to delay it for one day so that Da Sima could respond as soon as possible.
Feng Cishi on the other side was very proud the day before and claimed that Xian Yufu was on pins and needles and in a dilemma. He did not expect that the slap in the face would come so quickly.
Xian Yufu not only strengthened the defenses on the river bank, but through the telescope, we could also see that he sent men to the east, seemingly determined to defend it.
What he saw through the telescope made Governor Feng's old face suddenly feel a little hot.
Damn it, when General Guan sent the good news, I should have sent someone to reply immediately and asked her to lead the army south immediately and beat you old boy to death!
Feng Jishi felt itchy in his heart and secretly resented it.
“Junhou?”
Liu Hun saw that Feng Junhou's face was a little unkind, so he asked cautiously.
Feng Jishi snorted, and then sneered "ha" again:
“Xian Yufu still thinks that I will be in a hurry to cross the river? Then let him guard it!”
General Guan has already taken control of a ferry, and the initiative is completely on his side. The person who is anxious at this time is definitely not himself, but the other party.
In the Battle of Guanzhong, it seemed that the Liangzhou Army stole the show, but Governor Feng was not dazzled by the victory.
After all, the main force of the Wei Guanzhong army has been confronting Zhuge Lao Yao at Wuzhangyuan.
Sima Yi was held back by the old demon Zhuge and couldn't move, so he could run around so unscrupulously.
The so -called righteousness, the wins of the strange, the Hanzhong army in Wuzhangyuan is the positive, and the herself is that strange.
What Governor Feng has to do now is to create the best conditions for the main battlefield in the periphery, rather than relying on others to fight for the decisive battle on behalf of the main force.
Helping things up in Hedong can put huge pressure on Luoyang, and this pressure can also be conveyed to Sima Yi.
Governor Feng put down his telescope and turned to look at Liu Hun:
“General Liu, I now give you a task.”
Liu Hun was refreshed:
“Please give me your instructions.”
“Take the Xiongnu tribesmen and horses and return to Anyi (that is, Hedong County) to find Shi Bao.”
Speaking of this, Governor Feng's eyes had a gloomy look, "In the past few days, Shi Bao should have inquired about the situation of the big families in Hedong."
“He must know which big families can be won over and which aristocratic families are diehards.”
After all, thirty years have passed to Hedong and thirty years have passed to Hexi. Don’t bully young people into poverty.
General Shi has always had a good memory, especially in terms of holding grudges.
Governor Feng narrowed his eyes and said slowly:
“After you join him, if any aristocratic family is unwilling to cooperate with the Han Dynasty, you will let those farmers and Xiongnu tribes..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand as a knife and lightly touched his neck.
The tone is very light, but the murderous intention is very strong.
Liu Hun's body suddenly trembled.
He was born in Bingzhou, so he naturally knows how many wealthy families there are in Hedong.
It can be said that the top aristocratic families in the world are basically located in the land of Three Rivers.
This touch of monarch seems easy, but in fact, I don’t know how many powerful people have to be erased...
Liu Hun swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with some difficulty:
“Your Majesty, is this okay?”
It's not that he is afraid of killing people, but that this method of killing will bring too much infamy.
“The last general was born in Hu Yi and does not know etiquette, so it doesn’t matter, but the prince…”
Feng Jishi smiled calmly, turned around and faced the surging river, his voice was soft but firm:
"If a person's body has a carbuncle or a malignant sore, it needs to be squeezed out as soon as possible. If you are afraid of pain and let it swell, then you will have to ruthlessly cut out the flesh with a knife."
"Otherwise, if you continue to delay and miss the opportunity, you will be waiting to die..."
The aristocratic families in Shu are like abscesses squeezed out by the big men.
Liangzhou's wealthy family had a shallow foundation, but later became benign because of the strong physical strength of the Han Dynasty.
The aristocratic family in the Land of Three Rivers is the biggest sore. If we don't take advantage of this good opportunity to cut out the flesh and dig out the carrion, will we let it continue to grow?
As for whether he will be called a butcher...
The position of public opinion is definitely up for grabs anyway.
If you don’t occupy it, the enemy will.
Whether Nanxiang made more paper or aristocratic families made more bamboo slips and wooden slips.
Do the people like to listen to Nanxiang storytellers, watch Nanxiang entertainment troupes perform in the countryside, or listen to aristocratic families scolding...
We will know when we compare them.
Who doesn’t know that the Hu people in Bingzhou and the farmers in Wei State have been exploited and bullied by Wei officials and local wealthy families, and they have long harbored resentments?
(Note: During the early Huang Dynasty, Wei State had already decentralized the power related to farming to the Hakka Mansion, and "listened to the farmers to manage their livelihoods, and each worked for the benefit of his subordinates." In fact, it legalized the filling of personal pockets)
(This situation greatly facilitated the collusion between the Tuntian Hakka officials and the local wealthy families to divide the state-owned assets. At the same time, the Tuntian Hakka officials were used at will by the Tuntian Hakka officials, and their burden became increasingly heavy.)
Isn’t it reasonable for the dissatisfied barbarians and farmers to take advantage of the military turmoil to rise up and liquidate the wealthy families who had oppressed them in the past?
All of this is actually caused by the insatiable greed of the powerful families. What does Bingzhou Hu'er and Hedong's farmers in the countryside have to do with the innocent Feng Junhou?
I didn’t see that Feng Junhou was worrying about crossing the river right now!
How can you care about what happens to the wealthy families in Hedong?
Whoever the knife cuts on will be the one who suffers the most pain.
What?
Afraid of pain?
Then come and beg me!
The Battle of Guanzhong has almost been concluded.
What happens next, does it matter how many thieves are killed?
To others, it may be important, but to Feng Jishi, it is not important.
Because he was ready to start post-war governance.
Governor Feng looked at the rolling river with deep eyes:
"Don't be afraid of what will happen to the Xiongnu tribe in the future. You know best what my attitude is towards the meritorious tribes."
"To tell you the truth, I have found a way for the Hu people in Bingzhou a long time ago. There are a lot of mines in Bingzhou, and I will definitely mine them in the future."
“In the future, the Hu people in Bingzhou, family members of aristocratic families, and prisoners of war will basically go mining.”
Governor Feng turned his head again and looked at Liu Hun, "You can be regarded as someone who has followed me since Nanxiang. Naturally, you know that miners are also different."
Hearing this, Liu Hun's spirit suddenly perked up.
But I saw him clasping his fists and saying loudly:
“Please rest assured, sir, the general will know what to do!”
After saying that, he immediately turned around, asked someone to fetch his horse, got on his horse, and galloped towards the Xiongnu tribes like a whirlwind.
Feng Jishi nodded slightly.
This little Hun prince became the leader of the Liangzhou Army's elite cavalry because he had real ability and was not a fluke.
Like Zhao Erha, if he is not Mr. Zhao’s biological son, if he is not his die-hard younger brother, haha...
Liu Meng saw his brother rushing towards him, his heart tightened, and he hurriedly went up to meet him:
“Brother, are you a prince? Do you have any orders?”
In the past few days, even though there has been no actual crossing of the river, many tribesmen have died in the river after so many attempts.
It would be a lie to say that he was not distressed.
But if the opposite is already done, what else can be done?
Besides, the swords of the Han army are much faster than those of the Wei army.
Anyway, it’s extremely fast to kill someone.
After Liu Hun turned over and dismounted, he didn't even have time to take a breath and answered directly:
“That’s right!”
Liu Meng was startled, then gritted his teeth and said:
“How many people do you plan to ask of us this time?”
Each time they cross the river, they are not asked to go out alone. Liangzhou Yi Congjun will also send out some people.
So even if many tribesmen drowned in the river, Liu Meng and others had no reason to complain.
After all, the money has been taken, the benefits have been promised, and if everyone works hard together, turning over will not be a dream.
"all!"
Liu Meng was shocked:
“Huh? This?”
“It’s not crossing the river, this time it’s a good thing.”
Liu Hun didn't know whether he was running in a hurry or was excited, but his face was a little red. He emphasized:
“It’s a great thing!”
“A great thing?”
Liu Meng and Liu Bao looked at each other, a little confused.
Liu Hun took a breath and then continued:
“Your Majesty, please let us return to Anyi,” he lowered his voice, “to find those wealthy families…”
As he spoke, he imitated Feng Junhou and raised his hand to wipe it on his neck.
When Liu Meng and Liu Bao saw this, they were both shocked:
“Do you really want to do this?”
“Junhou, Junhou will not be...”
You don’t think you’re using them to do dirty work, right?
“Brother, uncle, if this matter is really done, it will be of great benefit to our tribe!”
Liu Hun said excitedly, "The king has promised to open a mine in Bingzhou in the future, and when the time comes, our people will be allowed to work as miners in the mine."
“Miner?”
“Yes, it’s the miners!”
Liu Hun nodded fiercely, "There is something to say here."
Are miners miserable?
Of course it is hard and tiring, but the treatment of the miners at the Xinghanhui Mine is guaranteed.
The household registration of your family members, the school registration of your children and grandchildren, food, clothing, housing and transportation, the mine will help you solve it, so that you have no worries.
If the Xiongnu tribes can become miners in Bingzhou in the future, it will be equivalent to automatically being included in the Xinghanhui system, and they will still be the kind of people who hold the iron rice bowl.
“Sure, such a good thing can happen!”
Liu Meng and Liu Bao's eyes suddenly lit up.
It’s just mining, no matter how hard and tiring it is, can it compare to being bullied by the right? Compared to starving to death or freezing to death?
"More than that!" Liu Hun continued, "The most important thing is, brother and uncle, do you know where the prince likes to recruit troops most?"
“How can we know?”
“It’s the miners!” Liu Hun pumped his fist excitedly, “Most of the elites in Liangzhou’s army come from workshops and mines under the name of Xinghanhui. This is a common practice under the monarch’s command.”
“Why is this?”
Liu Hun shook his head:
“I don’t understand the reason behind this, but as long as we become a miner, the status of our tribe will be really different.”
What does this mean in an era where military success is the most important?
Means that their tribe has become a group valued by the king.
It is completely different from the tribes who do odd jobs in the pastures and do handymen.
As Junhou said, the miners in the mine are also divided into grades.
Some of the miners were not voluntary, but were sinners who were escorted here to atone for their sins.
That kind of miner, if he fails to atone for his sins and leave the mine within three years, he will basically not survive more than five years.
Hence, their tribe must not be that kind of miner.
After listening to Liu Hun's explanation of the pros and cons, Liu Meng and Liu Bao swallowed together and breathed a little heavier.
If this is really possible, let alone doing dirty work for the prince, even if they are allowed to die for the prince, that is not beyond negotiation!
It doesn’t matter whether you give referral money based on head count or distribute dividends based on labor force.
The important thing is that they just want to find a way out for the people below, right?
“When do you plan to take action?”
Liu Meng asked impatiently.
Revenge can bring benefits at the same time, and anyone else would be impatient.
“Now, immediately, immediately!”
"good!"
Tens of thousands of Huns, led by their respective commanders, began to rumble and turn around.
In the land east of the river, a **** storm is about to begin...
(End of this chapter)