Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Jian Yong almost forced Liu Bei to go up to Gui.

To Pound, the Mr. Jane he was familiar with was chic and well-groomed.

The way he behaves is personable, and the way he speaks is humorous and elegant.

He rarely loses his composure. Even when Ma Mengqi drew a sword on his neck when he first arrived, he could still say without changing his expression:

The general's death is coming, but he still doesn't know it.

Oh, by the way, the only time I lost my temper was when I met Cao Cao's envoy last year.

Pound even remembered that that night, in order to show respect for Mr. Xianhe who was so surprised that he lost his composure, Ma Mengqi even personally led the team during the raid.

But the raid that night went surprisingly smoothly, and Pang De and Ma Mengqi still don't know what's special about the Sima clan's envoy.

It seemed that time passed very quickly when I was distracted. Before Pound could finish recalling, Jian Yong over there was already looking over with a big smile:

I haven't seen my lord for a long time, and I can't contain my surprise.

I'm about to introduce Nan'an's good man to my lord!

Liu Bei stretched out his hand and pressed it, then walked over and looked at Pang De carefully.

It was so solemn, and Pound couldn't figure out what Uncle Liu Huang's attitude was. He was a little nervous for a moment and couldn't help but straighten his back slightly.

Liu Bei's expression was complicated for a moment, but he quickly suppressed it and was replaced by bright joy and a smile that made people feel like spring breeze:

Why do you need Xianhe to say it? If my guess is correct, this must be Nan'an Divine General, Pang De Pang Ling is definitely the same!

When looking at the history of the Tang Dynasty, the word god general appeared very frequently, so Liu Bei used it without hesitation.

Jian Yong just raised his eyebrows at this, while Pang De's mood was a mixture of ecstasy and panic.

There is a saying in the Book of Changes that the unpredictability of yin and yang is called God.

Liu Bei saw this, but waved his hand to stop Pang De from talking, and continued:

The country is corrupt, but there are still no troubles caused by foreigners. The credit is entirely due to the generals like Ling Ming who have done great work in quelling Hu.

This sentence is the best affirmation of Pound's achievements. The man's cheeks suddenly became rosy, and he raised his head high, but he still wanted to explain:

The Qiang chaos can be quelled only by the power of Meng Qi.

Liu Bei nodded and said generously:

Who knows that Ma Mengqi cares about Yongliang?

We were not afraid of the defeat at Tongguan in the past, but now we are fighting Cao Jun in the street pavilion, and we want to stop Cao Jun's Long Road.

I am here to help Ma Mengqi.

Jian Yong had just briefly talked to Liu Bei about the situation in Yongliang, which was really a relief.

Now Cao Jun is still blocked on the Long Road, which makes Liu Bei sensitive to the opportunity to break the deadlock.

More than 10,000 people are already a force that can influence the direction of the war on this battlefield.

Pound seemed to be relatively inarticulate, so Liu Bei simply took a step forward, took the initiative to hold Pound's hands and said:

I heard that Ling Ming is very good at looking at horses?

Pang De felt the warm hands and his heart felt a lot warmer.

At this time, he also heard the elegant meaning of the string song, nodded in agreement and said:

If Duke Xuande wants to ride Liangzhou's horse to fight on the battlefield, De is willing to choose a good horse for him.

Liu Bei laughed:

Ling Ming understands me! If nothing happens, why not leave now?

Once the mounts have been chosen and the athletes have finished resting, they will rush to Linwei to help Meng Qi out of danger!

This vigorous and resolute style won Pound's favor even more, and he took the initiative to lead the way.

Jian Yong stood under the eaves, looking at the two people who were strangers to each other a moment ago. They now looked at each other in a compatible manner, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

This isn't the first time this has happened.

Seeing each other again after a year, Jian Yong could clearly see the change in his lord's temperament.

At that time, after the Battle of Chibi, he returned from Jiaozhou, and most of the lords he met felt that their ambitions were unfulfilled.

Last year, the lord of Yizhou, who had been appointed to sit in the Chengdu government office for the first time, was already in a state of hiding.

At this time, the Lord who was talking to Pound already felt in high spirits.

From being under the fence of others to completely controlling the two states of Jing and Yi, now he dominates Hanzhong and looks to the north of Guanzhong.

Jian Yong, who was in Yongliang, could clearly see the expansion of his lord's power.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is the attitude of treating others with sincerity.

After being stunned for a long time, Jian Yong shook his head and continued to deal with Shanggui's official duties.

This is one of the reasons why Ma Chao relies so much on Jian Yong.

When it comes to fighting and deciding military strategies, Ma Chao and the Yongliang men under his command have nothing to fear.

But when it comes to governance and political strategy, Ma Chao and his men can only stare.

For Ma Chao, this is one of the reasons why he took the initiative to ask Ying to defend at the street pavilion.

After all, as the rear area of ​​Linwei City, Shanggui was extremely busy with government affairs.

Watching Mr. Jian busy every day while Ma Chao was enjoying himself and had nothing to do, he felt really sorry.

But now that the lord is here, the equipment of these more than 10,000 people will be replenished, and the food and grass expenses will naturally need to be taken care of by Gui City.

These involve the allocation and turnover of materials, and now Jian Yong is naturally responsible for it.

However... Picking up the list of grain and grass in his hand, Jian Yong had an idea in his mind:

Otherwise, why don't you suggest that Pang De attack with his lord?

When Ma Meng rushed to guard the street pavilion, he also considered that Shanggui was the last line of defense on Long Road and could not be missed.

Therefore, after weighing the situation, Pang De was chosen to assist Jian Yong in defending Shanggui.

But now, with the lord's more than 10,000 troops joining the battle, the strength of both sides in the battle for Long Road has also changed.

It is important to go to Gui, but it seems more important to assist the lord with a full blow to determine the victory.

Moreover... Pang De himself should also want to fight, right?

In comparison, Jian Yong was quite concerned about Yide's safety.

After all, Linwei is not a fortified city like Jiangling that can withstand ten times as many troops.

Linwei is only a small county town, and now facing three times the number of troops, the courage of Winged Virtue should not be lost.

But casualties are probably inevitable, and Jian Yong sincerely hopes that there will be fewer casualties.

As February passed day by day, the weather gradually became warmer, and the fighting under Linwei City became more and more intense day by day.

The so-called city wall in Linwei is actually no more than one person tall. It is just a low earthen wall surrounding the county seat.

Summer and autumn have always been the best seasons to send troops.

During the flood season, the surging Wei River is Linwei's best defense.

It is already difficult for the Qiang and Hu to survive in the winter, and attacking Sanqin is really a bit difficult.

Therefore, Jieting and Shanggui have always been better defensive locations than Linwei.

But no one could have imagined that Cao Jun would now be forced to launch a war before the dry season in February ended.

In this case, Linwei became a defensive point.

Zhang Fei strode into the Linwei County Government Office.

The place has been greatly changed, and the unused wood and masonry have been removed to strengthen and heighten the city wall.

Pang Tong then used the remaining materials to build a smaller house with thicker walls as a temporary county government in Linwei.

On the small table were Pang Tong's writings and drawings, Zhang Fei's pocket bag, and a map of Long Road with so many markings that its original appearance could no longer be seen.

But Pang Tong was not here at this time, he was squatting in front of the door.

In front of Pang Tong was Zhang Fei, who was holding a bowl of soup cakes. He took off his clothes and a few armor leaves from his joints. He was sitting on the threshold, holding a bowl and eating Haisai.

He raised his head and took another sip of the soup. When he leveled the bowl, Zhang Fei saw Pang Tong's tangled face.

Is there something wrong with the military advisor?

In fact, Zhang Fei is usually too lazy to come here. It is normal to simply eat on the city wall and guard against Cao Jun.

But today Zhang Fei suddenly became a little worried about his second brother, so he came over to ask Military Advisor Pang while eating.

Although he was in Longdao, Pang Tong still explained the Jingxiang battlefield in a simple and profound way, which made Zhang Fei so excited that he even ate an extra bowl of soup cakes.

Military Advisor Pang has an extremely accurate sense of people's hearts. In his opinion, Jiangdong will definitely not go to the thankless task of attacking Wancheng together, and will definitely covet Jingnan first.

Pushing the front to the Han River in Xiangfan is already the limit of Jiangdong.

But now that the giant crossbow boat is still parked near Xiangfan, Jiangdong has no reason to go there and seek death, so he must lock Jiangling and seal the Yangtze River and attack Jingnan with all his strength.

In this case, Guan Yu and Xu Shu in Wancheng only had to face Cao's army, not Sun Cao's combined forces.

In such a battlefield, as long as Cao's army cannot win quickly, there will definitely be mutual resentment between Cao Jun and Shi Wan Ge, and they will be unable to succeed.

Zhang Fei was relieved by these words, but when he put down the bowl and stood up to leave, he saw the military advisor's eyes, so he simply asked.

Pang Tong hesitated for a moment, then said:

I heard...Yide almost beat Xiahou Miaocai to death?

When Zhang Fei talked about this, his face was full of pity:

Yesterday, Xia Houyuan lost his mind and led his troops to attack the city himself.

I saw the right moment. I was sure to kill him with a spear.

I didn't expect that the personal guards were not afraid of death and used their bodies as shields. My shot only wounded Xia Houyuan in the waist and abdomen, allowing him to escape.

If Xia Houyuan died yesterday, we should have entered the pass today.

Seeing Zhang Fei with I'm sorry written all over his face, Pang Tong didn't know what to say, so he thought about it and said:

This Xia Houyuan...has no way to capture him alive?

Zhang Fei quickly shook his head and spoke concisely:

It's quite far away, and Xia Houyuan has several dead soldiers in his bodyguard. If we were to capture him alive, it would be me, Lao Zhang, who would die.

But Zhang Fei wasn't stupid either. Looking at Pang Tong's expression, he wondered what he meant, so he immediately laughed and said:

Does Military Advisor Pang think that if General Huang personally kills Xia Houyuan, then I will have a grudge against General Huang?

Pang Tong waved his hand and just whispered:

I just feel...

“There’s no such thing as a two-way street.”

Zhang Fei shook his head and put some armor leaves on the ground back on his body. It looked like he was about to go back to garrison the short city wall.

Pang Tong picked up the bag on the table and handed it to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei sighed unexpectedly and said:

Military advisor, life and death on the battlefield only last for a moment. There is no time to find a solution that has both ends.

All I know is that by killing Xia Houyuan, we can break Cao's army.

I think Uncle Xiahou who came across the street also wanted to kill Zhang Fei and break this city.

After saying that, Zhang Fei put on the bag, then raised his head and tightened the belt below, his voice became a little dull:

Xia Houyuan died, Zhuo Jing might cry for a while.

Then Zhang Fei remembered the people who asked about the whereabouts of their sons when they were dredging the river in Chengdu.

There are also those younger generations who commented on him with humorous words, and even those young people who bowed to that ugly statue.

Zhang Fei's voice was still dull, but became extremely determined:

If we hesitate and delay the war, hundreds of thousands of households in Chengdu will cry together.

Zhang Fei turned around and left. Pang Tong was stunned for a moment and sighed.

I wanted to give him some persuasion, but to my surprise, I was treated as a master by Yide.

At this time, Pang Tong felt a sticky feeling on his hands. When he lowered his head, he saw some blood stains on his two palms. It must have been from holding the bag in his hands just now.

As he slowly wiped off the blood stains on his hands, the battlefield became a little more realistic in Pang Tong's eyes.

These bloodstains may be those of Cao Bing or one's own side.

Even ordinary people have their own uncles, wives, and mothers.

What Yide said is correct. If you want to seek the support of the people, you should not be proud of yourself.

Two or three people weeping, how can they be compared to a lonely grave ten miles away?

Linweicheng's defense became more and more anxious, but Zhang Fei had long been used to it.

Since Xiahou Yuan besieged Linwei, the siege has not stopped day after day.

Although it was hard work, considering that Military Advisor Xu held on to Fancheng, it was not a problem for him!

Moreover, Cao's army cooperated very well, attacking the city at dawn and stopping at dusk.

Both sides have ample rest time.

Zhang Fei himself could figure out some reasons.

For Cao Jun, this road is a feint attack, so it must be massive and drag a large number of troops here.

Being eager to fight was not good for Xia Houyuan.

If he wins, what if Liu Bei simply retreats to Hanzhong and then sends his army across Fangling to support Jingzhou?

What if we lose and are chased all the way back to Guanzhong, causing the bandit army to grow?

Therefore, it is most beneficial to Xia Houyuan to maintain the right attacking rhythm.

From this siege time, Zhang Fei also observed another problem:

Cao's army must be in very short supply of firewood.

Although it is February and spring has begun, it is still very cold at night.

It's not a big problem for Zhang Fei and his subordinates.

Thanks to Military Advisor Pang, there were enough coal cakes prepared in Linwei City, which burned slowly and provided heat for a long time.

Just get three or five pieces and put them in a charcoal basin, which will be enough to keep a barracks warm for one night.

And Cao Jun... should still be charcoal-burning.

Charcoal is usually expensive, but now it is only more expensive here.

Then...a plan gradually came to mind.

Zhang Fei felt that he already had a way to defeat the enemy.

While Zhang Fei was overjoyed, Ma Chao charged forward with his horse, ducking to avoid the long spear's swing, and then struck the enemy general with a sweeping spear, causing the opponent's body to sway and almost fall down.

Come again!

After succeeding, Ma Chao became more and more excited, turned his horse's head and charged again, but the opponent was not as good as Ma Chao's intention, and rushed back to the formation without looking back.

So Ma Chao, who was not interested, rode his horse forward two more steps and cursed loudly:

Cao Jun is so eggless?

Ma Chao, who is of both Han and Qiang ancestry, always speaks his mind when he curses.

He was answered by a flurry of arrows, so Ma Chao could only curse a few more angrily and quickly turned his horse back.

Ever since he almost died at the hands of Yan Xing when he was young, Ma Chao has been particularly cherishing his life.

After swearing angrily in the distance, Ma Chao had no choice but to enter his own camp.

Soon a young man rushed over to help Ma Chao dismount.

At this time, Ma Chao was thoughtful and ordered:

Bozhan will later lead a group of elite cavalry to search south.

The Cao general named Zhang He on the opposite side seems to be trying to deceive.