In mid-June, there was no rain for a long time, and the temperature was extremely hot. Liu Xiang felt it was forty degrees.
But the summer sun has not arrived yet, and there is still room for the temperature to continue to rise.
It’s really killing me!
It is necessary to distract the soldiers' attention. They always think about the heat and fever. It is difficult to maintain morale. Once the morale of the army collapses, it will be difficult to unite it again.
He was shirtless and told a story to the soldiers on duty in the city tower, about Monkey Sun causing trouble in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.
Dozens of shirtless big men gathered around and listened with great interest.
"The Dragon King couldn't refuse, so he ordered Mandu Si to take out a big sword and offer it to him, but Sun Wukong was unwilling to use the sword. The Dragon King of the East China Sea also ordered Lieutenant Qu to lead the eel warriors to carry out a nine-pronged fork, which weighed three thousand and six
One hundred catties, Wukong tried a lot, but he thought it was too light."
Zhao Jing was surprised: "Three thousand six hundred kilograms is too light! How much strength does this have? You can only use an iron rod of one hundred and twenty kilograms to exercise your strength."
This guy was listening to the truth. He thought Liu Xiang was talking about his experiences in the "Heaven Realm".
Dian Wei slapped him aside and said with a flattering smile: "My lord, go on, what happened next? Three thousand six hundred kilograms is too light, so does the Dragon King have any good treasures?"
In the Han Dynasty, entertainment was scarce, so scripts were still very rare, and they were all fascinated by them.
Liu Xiang watched their fight with a smile and continued to tell the story: "The Dragon King of the East China Sea was a little frightened, and ordered Admiral Li and Lieutenant Li to carry out a Fangtian painted halberd. This halberd weighed seven thousand two hundred kilograms. Wukong ran to
I took it, did a few tricks, and then put it on the ground, but it was still too light."
"Hiss" Zhao Jing took a breath and made his own contribution to global warming.
But Dian Wei stared at him with evil intentions, and the others also looked like they were about to fight in a group. He smiled sarcastically and did not dare to speak.
Liu Xiang was amused by him and calmed down before continuing: "The old Dragon King was helpless. There are many treasures in the Crystal Palace, but the Fangtian Painted Halberd is already the heaviest weapon. After pondering for a long time, he remembered that there was something in the sea treasure trove.
He took Wukong to see a piece of precious iron that anchored the Tianhe River. He saw a brilliant glow, steaming with auspicious energy, and thousands of golden lights, heading straight towards the bullfight. Wukong stepped forward and touched it. It was an iron pillar, and there was a fight coming.
Thick and three feet long.
I was worried about not being able to move it, so the treasure channeled me and met the Ming Lord. It turned into an iron rod that was two feet long and as thick as the mouth of a bowl. There were two golden hoops at both ends, and a section of black iron in the middle. There was a line of words engraved beside the golden hoop:
The Ruyi Golden Cudgel weighs 13,500 kilograms.
This golden cudgel is not an ordinary thing. When Dayu controlled the floods, it was used to determine the depth of the river and the sea. The length and thickness varied as desired. Taishang Laojun refined it with his own hands using nine-turn iron, and used six pieces of iron in the Bagua furnace.
The divine fire burned for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and was called the Dinghai Shenzhenzhen Iron and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel."
At this point, the soldiers surrounding the circle were no longer calm and all marveled.
"Dinghai Shen Zhentie!"
"Ruyi Golden Cudgel!"
"Thirteen thousand five hundred pounds!"
Dian Wei took a look at his usual halberd, which was a weighted halberd made using the method of bamboo and wood. He felt that it didn't look as good as before.
But Zhao Jing's focus was different. He muttered: "Tai Shang Laojun, Bagua Furnace, Six Ding Divine Fire."
He determined that it was the gods in the sky and their magic weapons and spells.
This was the first time that the lord told the story of heaven so clearly, with all the details, including the shape and weight of the weapons. He was even more convinced that the lord was not a mortal person.
Liu Xiang waited for them to marvel for a while, then said with a wicked smile: "I know what will happen next, and I will explain it next time."
When he was a child, what bothered him the most when listening to stories was this sentence. Now, he also wants to bring troubles to others.
hey-hey.
This sentence indeed received a cry of lamentation.
"My lord, my lord, please tell me one more paragraph, just a short paragraph!" Everyone asked one after another.
"The story is long, let's tell it next time. You must know that the power cannot be exhausted, the blessings cannot be exhausted, the words cannot be spoken, and the rules cannot be exhausted. The days are long, don't worry, I can't run away. You also have to tell the story to me
Pao Ze listens and makes them happy too. Our army is in trouble and we must work together to overcome it."
"I will follow your lord's teachings."
"I am willing to live and die with the general."
The soldiers listening to the story in this circle include guards, soldiers, and crossbowmen. They feel that their morale has returned.
Very good, just start with them and go step by step. If you can raise tens of thousands of troops in Youzhou from scratch, you can naturally bring back the fallen morale.
Drought and heat alone can't defeat him.
The Anping Army is now in great danger. One-third of the people are sick, their morale has dropped severely, and the north and south routes are unable to move. The severe weather makes them afraid to make any big moves. They cannot retreat even if they want to. The Bingzhou Army outside is blocking the way.
It was difficult for the scouts to explore the camp, so they didn’t know what the specific situation was and what Liu Yu’s plans were.
If he is determined to attack the city, Liu Xiang will have to fight hard. Large-scale attrition will make him exhausted. The weather is no matter whether you are an elite or a new recruit, you will suffer from heat stroke. There are few soldiers in Anping, so you are already at a disadvantage.
Already.
He was thinking about the situation of the enemy troops outside the city when a soldier reported: "General, there is an envoy approaching with a white flag."
Liu Xiang put on his robe and visor and ordered people to open the city: "Let him in."
The envoy came to deliver a message. Liu Yu asked him to talk to him in the city early tomorrow morning. He only took ten guards to talk face to face.
The last sentence of the letter moved him very much: "It is better to have peace talks than to die together."
It would be a good idea to talk about it, he wrote back and agreed.
Early the next morning,
Dear, this chapter is not finished yet, there is the next page^0^ Taking advantage of the fact that the temperature was not high, he ordered people to build a tent two hundred steps away from the city.
As soon as the sun rose, Liu Yu rushed to the foot of Huguan City.
Liu Yu, nicknamed Bo'an, was in his fifties, with a pale face, simple clothes, neither gold nor jade, and the fine linen robes were a bit old. He was a native of Tan County, Donghai County, Donghai Gong, the eldest son of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu.
Descendant of Wang Liuqiang, son of Danyang Governor Liu Shu.
In his early years, he served as the governor of Youzhou. He had a very high prestige among the Xianbei, Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Fuyu, Haoqi and other foreign tribes. People from Huyi often came to pay tribute.
Later, he was overthrown by the eunuchs and did not become an official again until the Yellow Turban Uprising.
"I have met Liu Gong." Liu Xiang bowed first.
Liu Yu returned the courtesy, but didn't know how to address Liu Xiang, who was wearing a visor, so he asked: "May I ask how you address me, Mr. Lang?"
"I am the commander-in-chief of the Black Mountain Army. Just call me Commander Huang." Liu Xiang made up a name at random.
Liu Yu knew it was a nickname, but the other party didn't want to reveal his true identity, so he didn't force him. He clasped his hands and saluted: "I've met Commander Huang."
After going through the etiquette process, the two sat opposite each other. Lu Bu, who was following Liu Yu, was about to make a move. Dian Wei was holding a short halberd and staring at him. Shi A's eyes were slightly opened, ready to draw his sword at any time.
Liu Xiang glanced at Lu Bu: "Liu Gong's guard has very complicated thoughts."
Liu Yu waved his hand to the guards to retreat: "Commander Huang is laughing. It is inevitable that the two armies will be a little angry with the enemy. I hope you are not surprised."
"The weather is getting hot. Whatever you want to talk about, Mr. Liu, you can speak out as much as possible, otherwise the heat will be unbearable and you will suffer when you return to the camp." Liu Xiang also waved his hand to the guards to retreat, expressing his sincerity in willing to negotiate.
"I would like to petition Your Majesty to request an edict from Zhao'an for Commander Huang, asking your army to withdraw from Bingzhou."
"How can we spit out the meat that has been swallowed in the stomach? Liu Gong is too deceitful. If he is not willing to negotiate, let's meet on the battlefield!" It is impossible for him to withdraw his troops unconditionally. He also
I want to persuade Liu Yu to surrender.
Liu Xiang was a little annoyed by asking prices all over the place like a merchant and paying back the money.
"If Mr. Liu is not sincere, then there is no need to continue talking."
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