"Lord, ahead is the Yanjin Ferry. After passing the ferry, go south for dozens of miles and you'll reach the Wild Dates."
"Yes." Wang Yu raised his eyes and saw that the surrounding fields were vast and deserted, making it look even more desolate than the battlefield in Hanoi.
"White bones are exposed in the wild, and there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles. He is a righteous man from Guandong, and his reputation is well-deserved."
Jia Xu was surprised and asked: "Huh? The general can also compose poems? Well, this poem seems to have some flavor. Is there any more sentences?"
Wang Yu saw through Fatty's disguise at a glance, and the other person's surprise must have been faked.
After being coerced and lured by him, although this poisonous man became a lot more honest, he only made a lot of small moves in the general direction, subtle temptations, and slight ridicules. Anyway, he never completely gave up the idea of returning to Luoyang.
"Sir, are you good at this? That's just right. I am very interested in poetry, but I have never had a close friend or anyone to give me guidance, so I can only explore on my own. Since you are proficient, sir, and you just want to learn from each other, why don't you come to my place tonight?
Military tent, you and me..."
"No, no," Jia Xu's face turned solemn and he declined hastily: "General Yayi understands, but what Jia hates the most in his life is poetry, lyrics, and songs. You'd better find someone else. Anyway, there is a famous scholar in the jujube camp.
When we gather together, the general will not have to worry about finding a close friend."
"What a shame..." Wang Yu looked at the fat man and sighed, his eyes full of reluctance.
Jia Xu was shocked by him. Knowing that he had lost for a while, he quickly changed the subject: "The general's ingenuity in using crossbow cavalry to repel the enemy was indeed a stroke of genius. However, judging from Xu's point of view, the general's move did not seem to be a temporary expediency.
Is it possible that the general intends to imitate the Qin system and create such a cavalry?"
"Sir, have you noticed?" Wang Yu raised his eyebrows.
"It's just a slight guess," Jia Xu frowned, "The crossbow cavalry are quick to move in and out, and they have powerful crossbows that can attack the enemy from a distance. They can advance and retreat with ease. They are indeed a strong army, but they also have many disadvantages."
"Want to hear the details." Wang Yu asked with great interest.
"The first is the shortage of soldiers, and the second is the problem of weapons. Taishan soldiers use powerful crossbows, which must be stepped on before they can open them. Although the general appoints his people well, practices them well, uses round fire, and enhances the continuity of attacks.
Sex. However, unless the horse is dismounted and reorganized, the crossbow cavalry can only attack once at most, and the results it can achieve are very limited..."
"In addition, the horses in the army are few and inferior. Even a pair of horses is not as good as the good horses of the Xiliang army. In the previous pursuit battle, Lu Fengxian led his direct line of horses, and he only had a dispute with the general in spirit, but there was not much
Hatred, otherwise, the general may... we must not ignore this matter."
"Furthermore, if during a battle, the crossbow cavalry suddenly came out, detoured behind the enemy's rear, and attacked the weak points of the enemy's formation, it might have the effect of a surprise attack. But the general exposed this surprise troop in an insignificant pursuit battle, and
, The general has the ambition to win the championship and has determined the strategy, so why bother to waste so much effort in Luoyang? It is not worth calling him a general."
Jia Xu's face was heavy, but his eyes were narrowed to a slit, but there was a slight sparkle. Obviously, he pointed out these key points not to help Wang Yu fill in the missing pieces, but just to create some problems for the opponent and attack them at the same time.
It’s just the other person’s confidence.
"Mr. Lao Wenhe is here to serve as my military counselor. I have thought about all your concerns. It would be too troublesome to explain them one by one. So why don't you just wait and see? When the time comes, everything will naturally come to light."
Wang Yu pointed his riding whip in the direction of the jujube and said leisurely: "All the famous people in Guandong are in the jujube. If you want to become famous, what better stage is there than there? Besides, most of the problems and solutions that Mr. concerns about are found here.
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"Oh?" At this time, the Hanoi army had already begun to cross the river. Jia Xu raised his eyes and looked south, thoughtfully.
This is an era where reputation is extremely important. Whether you want to dominate a country or become an official, you must first have enough reputation.
Of course, in addition to fame, there must be something practical, but fame is the most fundamental. For example, he relied on the praise of the famous scholar Yan Zhong to gain a slight reputation and was recruited by Dong Zhuo.
Fame relies on word-of-mouth, in the circle of celebrities. Only when you are recognized by celebrities and recommended by them can your deeds be recognized and you can have a reputation.
From this point of view, Wang Yu's choice is correct. There are many celebrities in jujube. As long as it is recognized by one or two percent of them, it can quickly become famous all over the world.
However, from another perspective, this choice also has many problems.
Jia Xu didn't know much about the battle situation on the Eastern Front, but he knew a little bit about the military situation.
The coalition attacked Luoyang from three directions. Except for Yuan Shu on the Nanyang side, the main force of the coalition was in Suanzao. The army gathered more than 100,000. Wang Yu's thousands of soldiers and horses were nothing at all.
Nominally, Hanoi had Wang Kuang as the vanguard and Bohai Prefect Yuan Shao as the main force. However, although the war in Hanoi was already in full swing, Yuan Shao's troops never showed up, and Yuan Shao himself came over with jujube.
The smell here is very strange. Jia Xu can tell that Wang Yu's trip to the wild jujube tree is far from smooth sailing. It can be said that it is full of thorns and frightening every step of the way.
Of course, Jia Xu did not intend to express these concerns explicitly.
First of all, Wang Yu is not an idiot, he should have noticed these things himself; in addition, Jia Xu has not completely returned to his heart, he is still waiting and watching.
It is true that Wang Yu is very capable, but there are many capable people in the world. Who knows who will stand out in troubled times and have the last laugh?
For now, although Dong Zhuo is under siege, his momentum is the strongest. He holds the emperor in power to control the princes. If he decisively abandons Luoyang, he can follow the example of the pre-Qin Dynasty, embrace the dangers of mountains and seas, watch the princes fight each other, and recharge their batteries.
, wait until the princes are exhausted, and then come back to clean up the mess.
In addition, although the Yuan family of the fourth generation and the third Duke had different brothers, their disciples and former officials were spread all over the world, and their reputations were resounding throughout the country.
It has been less than half a year since Yuan Shao left for Bohai, but Hebei Yingjies are like bees seeing honey, gathering in groups under his command. The army built in a short period of time is not only huge in number, but also has extremely complete staff and generals, and is also quite equipped.
It is excellent and can be called a strong army.
Yuan Shu of Nanyang was not inferior to his brother Nai, and the Luyang camp also had a large number of heroes and troops gathered together, and it had the potential to compete with Jujube.
The rest of the princes are all good men for a while. Relatively speaking, the wealth of the Wang family and his son is really not worth mentioning. If Wang Yu himself was not so unfaithful, Jia Xu would not even be interested in waiting and watching.
Now... let's see how the prince copes with internal and external troubles and overcomes thorns. Jia Xu narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully.
It is nearly February, and the Yellow River is already showing signs of thawing, but there is not much spring feeling on the south bank of the Yellow River.
The closer you get to Zizao, the more desolate you become. There are still some sounds of dogs barking and roosters crowing on the north shore, but near Zizao, even the birds are gone.
This time, it was not only Wang Yu who sighed, but the soldiers were also frightened. The county soldiers who lived in Hanoi were even more grateful. Fortunately, the coalition forces did not really go to Mengjin to join the alliance, otherwise Hanoi would be in misery.
Wang Shijun only eats the big ones, and the coalition forces are doing nothing to save the chickens and dogs!
You know, this is one of the richest counties in Yanzhou, Chenliuguo! Such a rich place has been turned into like this, how can it be replaced by another place?
It wasn't until he vaguely saw the jujube camp that the depressing atmosphere gradually dissipated. No matter what, a successful rendezvous was a guarantee of safety. Amidst the sporadic cheers, Wang Yu's expression was a little solemn.
Yu Jin reminded in a deep voice: "My lord, the camp has noticed that our army is approaching, but has not made any sign. The lack of heightened alert means that they already know your identity; but no one came out to greet you, not even a contact person.
No, I’m afraid…”
"Well, we are indeed not very popular." Wang Yu has better eyesight than Yu Jin and can see more.
The lack of reception hinted at the views of the big shots; and the hesitant look on the faces of the soldiers guarding the fortress directly reflected that the Allied Forces had the same attitude towards the arrival of the Hanoi Army, that is, they did not welcome it.
"Brothers have worked hard after walking this far. No matter whether there is anyone to greet him, Wen Ze, let's find a place to set up camp first."
"Here." Yu Jin took the order and went. Soon he found an open space and started banging.
Seeing the movement here, there was a commotion in the camp. Wang Yu sneered and just watched with cold eyes. After a while, the camp door finally opened, and a scribe came out quickly with a few followers, shouting from a distance.
He laughed and said, "Is this the wise nephew of Peng Ju?"
"I am Wang Yu, may I ask your respect..." The other party's title was quite affectionate. Wang Yu couldn't figure out the answer for the moment, so he could only accept it for the time being.
"Hong Pan's nephew has been around for a long time. When we meet him today, he is indeed extraordinary. He is a young hero and a great man for a moment!"
While he was talking, the visitor had already approached. He looked Wang Yu up and down, and after praising him repeatedly, he explained: "A certain person is Zang Hong, who serves under Zhang Shijun, the prefect of Guangling. Zhang Shijun's elder brother, Mr. Mao, and
Your father and I have always known each other...we are all part of the same family, so Hong will not go out and call me my nephew."
"It turns out to be Uncle Zang. My nephew has never met his uncle. I am very rude. Please forgive me."
Both Zang Hong and Zhang Miao were known to Wang Yu, not through the knowledge of later generations, but because their names were on the memorial. Zhang Miao was the prefect of Chenliu and one of the princes, and Zang Hong was the drafter of the memorial.
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Before Wang Kuang left, he once said that he had friendships with both Yuan Shao and Zhang Miao. The former was someone he admired, while the latter was an equal. Therefore, the goodwill expressed by Zang Hong should have a certain degree of authenticity.
In this era, in addition to reputation, connections and connections are also important political resources and should not be underestimated.
"What did my nephew say? My nephew is coming from afar. Zhang Shijun originally intended to go out to greet him in person, but something unexpected happened and he couldn't escape for a while... I hope my nephew won't take it to heart."
Zang Hong is very skillful in speaking. In a simple sentence, he can even be polite and explain.
"Accident?" Wang Yu didn't care much about the explanation, but was very interested in the so-called accident.
"Prefect Gongsun and Han Jizhou had a quarrel, which almost led to a chaos. The two envoys Zhang were also very worried and couldn't argue with each other." Zang Hong shook his head and did not hide it.
"Prefect Gongsun? Is he the one from Liaodong? He's here too? And he's having a quarrel with the Han governor?" Wang Yu was surprised.
During the Three Kingdoms period, the most famous person named Gongsun was undoubtedly the White Horse Gongsun Zan. The White Horse General and Han Fu, the governor of Jizhou, did not have much to deal with. However, how could they get into trouble at this time?
"Alas, it's a long story..." Zang Hong sighed, "Since the establishment of the alliance, there have been more and more soldiers, but the momentum has become more and more... alas!"
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