Thirty thousand troops marched southward and crossed the southern foot of Mount Heng. The army was extremely strong and powerful. The people in Hanoi had never seen such a powerful army before. They all secretly applauded, thinking that Gai Ying was indeed the most capable general in the world. His men under his command were different from other troops.
The Hu people have always disliked the doudou. Not to mention the Hu people, the Han people themselves also disliked it. No one could bear to wear the iron doudou weighing several kilograms for a long time. However, Gai Jun still forced the Hu people to wear the doudou because of their
The distinctive hair style is too conspicuous and can easily offend the Han people. The two sides have been fighting for hundreds of years and have hatred that is not easy to resolve. So far, it seems to be working well. In fact, everyone is the same kind of people. They wear iron armor and wear pockets. They are not careful.
It's hard to tell by looking at it.
Not long after Gai Jun walked out of the mountains, he noticed a team of hundreds of people walking up the road in the opposite direction. He couldn't help but be surprised and called someone to ask.
The leader of this team is a young man, about thirty years old. It is ridiculous that Gai Jun himself is only twenty-nine years old this year, but he actually thinks that someone who is almost the same age as himself, or even older than him, is a young man.
This man was more than seven feet long, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, well-proportioned bones and flesh, and a good appearance. Especially his eyes, which were very bright and sparkling, seemed to be able to see through the world. Gai Jun was very familiar with this kind of eyes. He had been in Yan Zhong,
Saw it on He Yong.
"This is a talent..." Faced with the young man knowing that he was Gai Ying, his expression did not change and he was so generous. Gai Jun sighed inwardly, got off his horse and asked: "Is your name honored? Why are you going north?"
The young man clasped his fists cheerfully and said: "My surname is Yang Mingjun, and I am fortunate to have the same name as the general. I also have the courtesy name Jicai, and I am a Jiaren in Hanoi. As for why I am going north, the general is about to fight Dong Zhuo, and Hanoi has become a battlefield to avoid trouble."
Gai Jun smiled and said: "You can't choose Ji to avoid disaster, so why not settle in Yanzhou?"
Yang Jun shook his head and said: "Ji, you can't go to Yan. According to Jun, there is no place in the world that is safer than Bingzhou."
Gai Jun's eyes turned to the eight-foot-tall young man next to him. He was about the age of six. He was accompanied by a six-foot-tall young man. The two of them had equally outstanding looks and were somewhat similar. They were expected to be brothers. He asked.
Yang Jundao: "Are these people all descendants of my clan?"
"Only a few of them are my relatives." Yang Jun shook his head again and introduced Gai Jun: "His surname is Sima, his first name is Lang, and his courtesy name is Boda. He is also the eldest son of Sima Jingzhao. This is his second brother Sima Yi, who has not yet been named.
Character."
Sima Yi, I x...
Gai Jun's smile froze and returned to normal. This famous tycoon in the history of the Three Kingdoms was still young, but he already had a somewhat calm demeanor. People couldn't help but believe that he would become a great talent in the country in the future.
Sima Jingzhao was famous, and as a Beijing official, Gai Jun had met him several times at banquets. He had also heard of Sima Yi's eldest brother Sima Lang. It was said that when he was nine years old, a guest came to visit, and the man called him in front of him.
His father's first name was not allowed in the Han Dynasty. Not only could he not call his father's name in front of his son, but he could not even use the hyphen. Sima Lang, who was nine years old, said that he who disrespected other people's relatives was disrespectful to his own relatives. The guest solemnly apologized. At the age of twelve, he tried the classics.
As a boy, the supervisor saw that he was tall and thought that he was hiding his age, so Sima Lang refuted it. This is indeed the case. The Sima clan in Hanoi is the same as the Yuan clan in Runan. Everyone is tall, has a face like a crown jade, and has genetic
Its excellence is admirable.
"It turns out to be Sima Boda, a young talent who is famous in the capital. Aren't you studying in Taixue? Why did you come back to your hometown?"
Sima Lang said modestly: "The general has given me the prize. When it comes to young talents, who in the world can be as good as the hero who shoots the tiger to destroy the locusts?" Dong Zhuo moved the capital, and his father was appointed as the censor of the book.
, specially ordered me to take my brother home. Brother Yang has always admired me for seeing him. He said that there will be trouble in his hometown, and invited me to go to Jinyang to avoid trouble, so we can go with him."
Gai Jun was so grateful to Yang Jun, the man with the same name as him, that he turned to Brother Sima and said, "How do you think we can win or lose alone?"
Yang Jun didn't even want to open his mouth and said: "If we work together with the Guandong prefectures and counties, we can defeat Dong Zhuoyi. But people are not united."
Sima Lang said: "There are more than 100,000 people in Guandong Prefecture, and they have only stopped for more than a month. They have wasted a good opportunity and scattered the fungus. If General Yuan does not come out, Guandong will not have the courage to fight. This time, the general goes south to attack Dong Zhuo alone, and his chances of winning are worrying.
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Gai Jun smiled casually, Dong Zhuo had strong soldiers and horses, he would not be stupid enough to fight with the opponent and benefit the Guandong fisherman. The first purpose of his trip was to prevent Dong Zhuo from burning Luoyang, forcibly moving the people of Henan, and secondly occupying Hanoi and Hedong counties.
Of course, Wang Kuang, the prefect of Hanoi, was a member of his eldest brother Yuan Shao's family. Hedong was also difficult to obtain, let alone its special geographical location. The world was in chaos, and the prefectures and counties refused to obey the king's orders and cut off money and food. Dong Zhuoruo would lose Hedong again.
With the benefit of salt and iron, he will starve to death.
Both of them were great talents, not to mention the peerless genius Sima Yi. Gai Jun immediately proposed to recruit the two of them as generals of hussars and follow them south. The two thought for a while and shook their heads to refuse. It was not that they thought Gai Jun was not worthy of assistance. Yang Jun knew that
As for his own family affairs, his expertise was not in the military field. Sima Lang was worried that his participation in the military expedition would bring harm to his father in the capital.
After listening to the two explanations, Gai Jun no longer forced himself and wrote a letter in person, asking them to find Wang Xin, a farewell driver in Bingzhou, after arriving in Jinyang. He also gave a dozen carriages for the team, old and young, to ride on. The two bowed and thanked them.
, waving goodbye.
As the team gradually moved away, Sima Lang withdrew his gaze and said, "Brother, how are you doing with Gai Ying?"
Yang Jun sighed: "A loyal minister? A rebellious minister? I don't understand, I don't understand..."
Do you want to say that he is a loyal minister? He bullied his superiors, disobeyed orders several times, and even robbed Zuo Fengyi and the granary in Hanoi like a rebel. Do you want to say that he is a rebellious minister? Liang, and he has been so stable in recent years, it is all thanks to his merits. Dong Zhuo poisoned the supreme leader,
The sea is boiling, and now the Yuan family has not come out, and there is no advance to Guandong, but Gai Jun is going south alone to fight against the national traitors...
Sima Yi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "No matter whether you are loyal or rebel, you are still a hero."
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Gai Jun led his army to the first county town after arriving at Xiaheng Mountain. Wang Kuang, the prefect of Hanoi, came specially from Huai County, where he was governed. Wang Kuang had been friendly with his father-in-law Cai Yong when he was a boy, and they were both in Yuan Shao's circle, so they couldn't get along.
It's not bad to say it's excellent.
Gai Jun angrily said when they met: "What the hell is that kid Han Fu doing? Can't he raise an army?" In his memory, Han Fu seemed to have participated in the feudal princes' fight against Dong early in the morning. However, at this time, Dong Zhuo killed King Chenliu.
It has been almost a month since Liu Bian was about to move the capital, but there was still heavy thunder and little rain there. I wonder if it was because his arrival changed history. In fact, this is the case in real history. Han Fu did not meet Yuan Shao in Zhanghe until March.
They met with the governors of the counties in Jizhou, and at that time, the emperor had arrived in Xijing.
Two or three years ago, Gai Jun, who was the governor of the North, returned to Luoyang to discuss the wedding of his sister and brother-in-law. At that time, Wang Kuang discovered that he was very powerful and was no longer the gentle and elegant Gaiying in Beijing. Today.
Upon seeing him, he was already holding the envoy, and the hussar general was leading the state to be the governor. Gai Jun, the Marquis of Meiyang, became more solemn and solemn, almost making people speechless.
Wang Kuang said: "The Korean Festival is urgently preparing military supplies. If nothing happens, they should arrive in Hanoi in March..."
Gai Jun's eyes widened and he hummed: "March? If he doesn't arrive at the end of this month, I will lead my troops to Jizhou to find him in person."
"..." Wang Kuangrong looked slightly stiff, and he quickly thought about what Gai Jun meant by what he said. Is it to relieve Yuan Shao's predicament as soon as possible, or to... annex Jizhou?
Gai Jun didn't seem to notice anything strange about Wang Kuang, and said to himself: "I heard that Zang Ziyuan is in Suanzao?"
Wang Kuang nodded and said: "Yes. Not long ago, he was the host of the alliance. He was impassioned and thoughtful..."
Gai Jun thought: "What's the point? How can a mere Guangling meritorious official be worthy of the great talent of my brother?"
Gai Jun had an undisguised look of disdain on his face. How could Wang Kuang not see it and smiled bitterly?
"Bingzhou is poor. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. I don't have much food and fodder. Brother Wang raised some for me."
Wang Kuang's face suddenly looked like he had eaten shit. Last year, Gai Jun went south to rob Hanoi's granary, which made him very stretched after he took office. He has less than 10,000 soldiers now. How many months has it been? He can hardly eat, so where can he get support?
Jun goes to look for food?
Gai Jun glanced sideways at Wang Kuang and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, if you have any difficulties, you can go to Han Fu."
Wang Kuang felt very uncomfortable with Gai Jun's dominance, but the situation was stronger than others and he couldn't refuse.
Gai Jun was stationed outside Yewang City and sent a messenger to Suanzao. The distance between the two places was only more than 400 miles. They just had to cross a river, which was a little troublesome. They arrived at the Suanzao coalition camp the next day.
Zang Hong was overjoyed when he received a letter from his friend Gai Jun. The two had not seen each other for many years. Gai Jun's letter was very straightforward, telling him that the jujube coalition had no future and that it would be a waste of his talent to stay there. He was asked to come to Hanoi to save his life.
He has two thousand stones each.
To be honest, Zang Hong's enthusiasm has gradually cooled down over the past month. The performance of the jujube coalition is really disappointing. Going to Gai Jun's place can not only win high-ranking officials but also win over Dong Zhuo, which is a hundred times better than staying here. It's just that Guangling
The prefect Zhang Chao treated him well, and he couldn't bear to leave. Zang Hong hesitated for a long time, and finally made up his mind to go to Zhang Chao to say goodbye.
Hearing that Zang Hong was leaving, Zhang Chao burst into tears and held his hand for a long time. Zang Hong was a talented man in both civil and military circles, and Zhang Chao did not want him to leave from the bottom of his heart.
His temple was too small, and the only people he could give him were county officials. Since he had the opportunity to be a man of two thousand dan, he had no reason to stop him.
Seeing Zhang Chao weeping emotionally, Zang Hong also burst into tears. Although Zhang Chao was of average talent, he had the courage to understand the floods and deal with them, and he was able to handle all the big and small matters in a county. This was actually his best job. Even Guandong
The princes of the allied forces all knew that Zhang Chao was the governor of Guangling and had great political and religious power, so they couldn't help but appoint Zang Hong.
Zang Hong was a well-known scholar in Xuzhou who had presided over the alliance oath. When they heard that he wanted to leave, all the prefectures and counties in Guandong came to see him off.
Cao Cao looked at Zang Hong with envy on his face. Despite the fact that he had five thousand soldiers under his command, a cavalry captain above his head, and he was not qualified to be listed when taking the blood oath, after all, he was just the next general under Zhang Mao, the prefect of Chenliu.
Zang Hong said goodbye to everyone, said he hoped to attack Dong Zhuo together with everyone, then mounted his horse and left.