Xun You attacked Danhan Mountain on New Year's Eve, destroying the root of Budu, which poses the greatest threat to the Han territory, and beheading more than 10,000 people. The Xianbei people were frightened.
As soon as the news came out, the entire camp caused a sensation.
Whether he knew Xun You or not, he was inexplicably excited about this battle. For decades, the Han army had rarely won the battles, and even famous generals like Sanming, Liangzhou had no record of taking the initiative, especially against the Xianbei people.
If the last time the emperor defeated Fu Luohan, there was an unexpected element, which was to fight in Senei, and there were reinforcements from Ma Teng and Han Sui. Xun You's battle was enough to prove that even without the Liangzhou army, the imperial court would have enough strength to defeat it.
Invade the enemy, and take the initiative to attack and break the enemy on the grassland.
Some people are happy and some are worried, Xun Wenqian is happy, and Han Sui doubles his pressure.
After congratulating the emperor, Han Sui returned to the camp and immediately organized an attack.
As expected, the process of capturing the city of Shihan was very smooth and silky. In just half a day, under the all-round precise strike, the defense line of Shihan City collapsed completely, and the soldiers of Han Yin's troops took the lead in climbing the city. In the mountains
The Independence Kingdom, which had existed for more than ten years, was declared to be destroyed. Song Jian, the king of Han who had been flattered and stood up to Han Sui with a trembling body, and was then sent to Liu Xie.
As for the generals, the three dukes and nine ministers, they knelt in the snow in a single dress and shivered with cold.
Liu Xie stood in front of Song Jian, looking at the Pinghan King of the River where white flesh shook into waves, without saying anything, and waved his edict.
There is nothing to discuss about this, clan punishment!
It’s not that he is easy to kill, but he really can’t start this. If he doesn’t kill Song Jian’s family today, countless people will want to be king tomorrow.
Kill one to warn a hundred, you have to do it.
With an order, dozens of people from all over the country of Song Jian were taken to the edge of Lishui and their heads were cut off.
Song Jian's ministers and ministers were also beheaded, and their families were not appointed as officials and slaves, and the property in the treasury became trophy.
Blood gushed out, dyeing Li water red, and was quickly washed away. In less than half an hour, the river water returned to its clarity.
The Pinghan Kingdom of Heshou, which had been established for more than ten years, disappeared silently, without even a single wave.
"It's good." Liu Xie looked at the scroll on the table and nodded with a smile. "What do Han Qing think?"
Han Sui's face was red and he was ashamed of himself.
Inviting Cai Yan to paint a painting to commemorate it, it was naturally not concealed by the emperor's eyes and ears. Han Sui knew this very well, but he did not expect that the emperor would hand him the anti-rebellion scroll in this way, especially when he received Xun You's victory
After the message.
How could his achievements in pacifying Song Jian be compared with Xun You's military achievements?
The emperor said "drawing well" instead of "playing well", and the meaning of the joke was no longer clear.
"I was itchy for a moment. I wanted to write a postscript. Han Qing wouldn't mind, right?"
Han Sui was stunned and hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, how can I afford this...?"
"You can afford it, you can afford it." Liu Xie smiled, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up his pen. Han Sui quickly stepped forward and polished ink for the emperor. Although he knew that this scroll would eventually become a joke, he could only bear it.
I have to drink the bitter wine I brewed with tears in my eyes.
The emperor wrote a postscript, but he couldn't refuse even if he wanted to, and he could not damage it. He would have to keep it like a family heirloom in the future.
Liu Xieluo thought about it and wrote a few poems on the scroll:
The mountains are high and the roads are far away, the city is small, and the river is flat and the Han is free and easy. Who can correct the origin? Only General Han?
Han Sui looked carefully and his ears became hot.
"How?" Liu Xie looked at Han Sui tiltedly, smiling.
"Okay, okay." Han Sui laughed even worse than crying. He couldn't say anything except saying it well.
Liu Xie put down his smile, admired his calligraphy, and also admired Han Sui's embarrassment. This was his last reminder to Han Sui. If Han Sui did not give up those unrealistic fantasies, he would be unreproached.
I have to say that Xun You fought in this battle at the right time.
From then on, Liangzhou is no longer the dominant power, and the court is no longer alone.
Of course, the situation is even more complicated. The rise of the Kanto people is unstoppable, and the old ministers have the confidence to speak again and are about to be ready to move.
Holding the scroll, Han Sui left the imperial camp. He lowered his head all the way, unwilling to look at anyone. The scroll was hidden well, and he didn't want people to see any clues.
Despite this, the small scroll was still pressing on his heart like a heavy burden of thousands of stones.
Especially the poems written by the emperor.
Back at the Central Army's tent, Han Sui ordered people to spread the word Cheng Gongying. He took off his coat, sat by the fire pit, put the scroll at his hand, reached out to roast the fire, and had an uncontrollable urge to spend a hundred gold.
Throw the purchased scroll into the fire and burn it all.
But he didn't dare. Who knows that one day the emperor's interest came, and he wanted to add a few more words?
Han Sui was very upset.
After a long time, Cheng Gongying arrived and saw Han Sui sitting alone in the tent, he couldn't help but be surprised. The war ended, and the soldiers wanted to go home. How to divide the spoils before disbanding was a headache. As Han Sui
His confidant was responsible for a lot of complicated matters. At this time, Han Sui called him, and he thought he was going to discuss something big.
"Sit." Han Sui didn't raise his head and pointed to the opposite position.
Cheng Gongying took off his cloak, took off the knife belt from his waist, hung it on Lan Qi beside him, and secretly glanced at Han Sui's face.
"What order does the general have?"
"Look at this." Han Sui stretched out his hand and pointed to the scroll.
Cheng Gongying knew about the scroll, but she didn't think much about it. She wiped her hands on her thighs, picked up the scroll, and slowly unfolded it.
The painting is very exquisite, under the mountains and ridges, the cities, rivers, and the rigorous military formations, with a grand momentum but orderly manner. At first, the scene of the emperor serving Han Suifu, followed by a marching, and then the most exciting siege. The general of Zhenxi
Han Sui's battle flag occupies a central position in the scroll, reflecting not only the superiority but also does not affect Han Sui's identity as the protagonist.
"Okay." Cheng Gongying praised. "It's worthy of being a great man, and his layout and brushwork are all very wonderful."
Han Sui nodded but said nothing.
Cai Yan's painting has nothing to say, it is definitely worth the one hundred gold.
When Cheng Gongying saw the last sentence, she also noticed the poems and frowned slightly. "Whose sentences are written by these sentences? They don't look like the handwriting of Cai."
"Who else?" Han Sui said angrily, with a lingering resentment.
After thinking for a while, Cheng Gongying understood. The person who could write inscriptions on Cai Jia’s paintings and even made Han Sui helpless can count them with one hand. "Son of Heaven?"
Han Sui nodded, straightened his waist and slapped his thighs. "I worked hard, but in the end I was charged with tolerating rape. It was such a waste of time."
Cheng Gongying stared at the poem in the painting for a while, and said, "General, how can you know that it is not a blessing to punish the past and prevent the future?"
Han Sui turned his head to look at Cheng Gongying, chuckled, full of self-deprecating.
Cheng Gongying came to Han Sui and pointed to the four words "realistic source". "General, Song Jian is just a man, and the King of Han at the end of the river is just a joke, and the emperor may not take it seriously. The real traitor of the Han Dynasty is not at the end of the river, but It was Hebei. The emperor handed over the task of rectifying the original source to the general. Isn’t this a great expectation?”
Han Sui was stunned for a moment, and a light of confusion appeared in his eyes. "Can this sentence... be explained like this?"
"How to solve it depends on the general's thought." Cheng Gongying smiled and said, "Look, the emperor is talking about the general, but not the general in Zhenxi. If it were someone else, this could naturally be omitted as a writing, but the emperor's words are absolutely absolutely true. Don't speak nonsense."
Han Sui was surprised and happy, a little unable to believe his ears. "So, the emperor may give me the important task of suppressing the rebellion, not Xun You?"
Cheng Gongying nodded. "Xun You is from Guandong. He went to the nearest and went far, and used Zang Hong, who had the least military force, as his deputy, instead of Zhang Liao and Gao Shun as his deputy. What is the meaning of this? How can the emperor not guard against it?"
Han Suiru woke up in her dream, and the sorrow between her eyebrows was wiped out. He laughed loudly, walked back and forth in the tent with his hands behind his back. He thought that it was possible to lead a 100,000 army eastward in the future to quell Yuan Shao's rebellion and become a general. , the mood was so excited that it was difficult to hold on.
Jia Xu had told him about such a prospect before, and now he has received the emperor's written promise. The opportunity has been put before him. Whether it can come true depends entirely on whether he has the strength.
Can I do it? While excited, Han Sui couldn't help but feel nervous.
It is not impossible. The emperor has shown the real way of using troops like him. Taking down the city of Kuanghan proves the great potential of using troops. As long as it can be extended, in time, the soldiers under his command will be trained into the emperor's imperial camp. Such an elite is not impossible.
The only thing that worried him was that he was old and might not have so much time left. His son Han Yin was a middle-aged man and might not be able to understand such a way of using troops. Cheng Gongying was a suitable candidate, but he was not himself. Not even a son-in-law.
Or he could be accepted as his adopted son, but this would inevitably affect Han Yin's status.
Liangzhou is different from Kanto and pays more attention to strength. Compared with Cheng Gongying, Han Yin's literary talent and martial arts are far inferior. Once Cheng Gongying is given the identity of the adopted son, his subordinates may support more powerful people in the future. Cheng Gongying gave up Han Yin.
Han Sui sighed and reached out to pat Cheng Gongying on the shoulder. "The younger generation is terrifying. Yuan Wei, it's a pity that I only have one daughter, otherwise..."
Cheng Gongying bowed and said, "Ying regards the lord as a king and a father, why should we get married?"
Han Sui nodded with satisfaction. "Yes, you and I are like father and son, so why bother with polite courtesy? I just regret it. Yuan Wei, Ziyi is vulgar and refuses to study. You can help him more in the future and teach him like his elder brother. he."
Cheng Gongying hurriedly said, "How dare I be my brother, I will repay the general for his kindness."
Han Sui stared at Cheng Gongying and looked again and again, feeling a little ashamed. The last time he killed the White Horse Tong was Cheng Gongying, but the credit was obtained by him alone. Cheng Gongying only received some insignificant rewards.
This time, I can't do this anymore.
"Yuan Wei, you are the first to win this time of defeating Kuohan."
Cheng Gongying was shocked and hurriedly said, "General, no, there are many soldiers who have made contributions in this battle, and I am no different from ordinary people. I am so extraordinary, I am afraid that I will affect the general's reputation. Furthermore, the first person to climb the city was Ziyi. Department, I..."
Han Sui smiled and waved his hands, confident. "You don't have to worry, I have my own cooking."