"Haba, old Haba, why don't you get up quickly? You sacrificed all your cattle and sheep and walked such a long way, didn't you just want to have a look at the capital before you die? If you want to see it, get up and hurry up. The weather today is
That’s right, hurry up and you’ll be able to reach Chang’an before noon!”
It was just dawning when a loud, rough voice suddenly broke the silence, triggering echoes. Although many people were awakened, few expressed dissatisfaction because what the loud voice said was very inspiring.
Effect.
Chang'an!
Among the border states of the Han Empire, this was an extremely coveted word. Even in this world, there were definitely no more than ten terms that could be compared with it!
In an instant, this small town located on the Jingshui River changed from silence to noisy, with cheers, people shouting and horses neighing, and people talking happily about related topics, and bursts of laughter would break out from time to time.
But the protagonist in that sentence, Old Haba, never showed up. Even though the loud voice shouted several times, no one answered. Soon, the noisy travelers also realized that something was wrong, and their eyes began to focus on the stables.
The small concierge next to it.
"Is he dead?"
"It's hard to say. This is not the first time this has happened. These are old shepherd slaves who have no children or grandchildren to support them. They have spent most of their life savings just to make a pilgrimage to the Central Plains. They say that if they die in the Central Plains, they will be here in the next life.
Tuosheng...that's what they believe."
"What a pity, it's only half a day away..."
The loud voice was a big man with a beard and a bloated down jacket. The beard on his face was so long that even his facial features could not be seen clearly, but after hearing these comments, it could be seen on his face that
An obviously worried expression.
"This old guy, it's not a good time to die, but he died at this time. This time he was escorting the crown prince to pay homage to the emperor and the general. If he missed the time, he would be dead!" He cursed and stepped forward.
, pushed open the door, feeling extremely depressed.
It doesn't matter if someone dies, but if this person is in his team, according to the rules, he must deal with the aftermath of the other person. Although it is not necessary to do any rituals, it is obviously impossible to just throw the person into the wild. He must contact the Public Security Department
Let me explain, in this case, if you don’t have more than half a day, you will definitely not even think about setting off.
"What bad luck!" He cursed angrily, and grabbed the palm of his hand directly into the darkness.
He almost believed that the other party was dead, and thought about taking out the body first. After all, this concierge was not a place for people to live. It was dirty and broken, with dust and cobwebs everywhere, and there was no place to set foot.
He just wanted to save money on the room, so he begged the boss to accommodate the old shepherd slave he brought here. You know, the price of a hotel located on the only way to Chang'an is very expensive! Any room, at least
You also need a gold coin to live there!
An imperial gold coin can buy seven or eight sheep on the grassland. Why would he spend it on an old shepherd slave who has nothing to do with it?
He accurately grabbed the old Mu Nu's leg, but the touch on his hand was obviously wrong. Not only was there heat, but the leg was still trembling slightly!
Fortunately, the big man had experienced many life-and-death fights, so he was not frightened to the point of screaming on the spot. He was just slightly stunned, then took two steps back and cursed: "Immortal old man, if I call you, are you still pretending to be dead? Yes?"
Just keep pretending, don't blame me for leaving you halfway!"
"No, no, Mr. Hu, no, don't be angry!" A man in a leather robe crawled out of the darkness. Because he came out on his knees, he couldn't see his face clearly, but he could tell from his figure.
This was an extremely thin man. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.
"It's just that I'm about to arrive in Shenjing. I'm so excited. I've been in a trance all night. In addition, I'm old and deaf... You, sir, have a lot of money. Please spare Old Haba."
"It feels like this is the Central Plains! What does it look like to kneel and worship? Do you want the Public Security Bureau to accuse me of trespassing?" The big man frowned and said: "Forget it this time, there won't be another one anyway.
That's it, the team is on its way now, you can follow it yourself." After saying that, he walked away quickly, as if he was escaping from the plague.
Seeing that no one was dead and no longer interested in watching the excitement, the onlookers dispersed and went about their own business, leaving only the old shepherd slave crawling on the ground.
The old Mu Nu did not stand up in a hurry, but raised his face, looking deeply at the Jingshui flowing outside the door. The humility and submissiveness of a moment ago were no longer visible on his face. There was a hint of anger in his turbid eyes.
A kind of brilliance mixed with nostalgia and remembrance.
"The Jing water is clear... the Wei water is turbid... who is boating on the river... the place where the soul returns is the hometown... Chang'an, Chang'an!" On the face covered with dust, the chapped lips moved slightly, and an inaudible voice chanted.
What came out was actually a song full of Chinese style!
If Mr. Hu from before heard it, he would definitely be frightened and fall over. Although as the power of the empire spreads far and wide, Han civilization is being respected by more and more people, but no matter how deeply it is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people,
It's not to the extent that an old herdsman on the grassland can compose poetry - this has nothing to do with the literary value of the poem itself, this is a matter of common sense.
Even in Liaodong, where the king has been the longest, the shepherds there speak fluent Mandarin. Compared with the authentic Central Plains people, you can't hear much difference, that's all. At this level of literacy, except for
Apart from the princes, generals, and relatives, only those who have made great achievements and are most loyal to the empire are eligible to receive education. Not even one among ten thousand prairie people may be able to receive education!
As a result, a humble old shepherd slave suddenly recited poetry. This kind of thing is completely unimaginable!
Combined with the last two affectionate calls, if the experienced police detectives from the Public Security Department were here, they might have guessed something. However, there is no one around the old Mu Nu now.
There was the sound of wheels rattling not far away, and someone vaguely shouted the name of 'Haba'. The old shepherd slave stood up, alternately patted the dust on his body with both hands, and then he staggered towards the sound of carriages and horses.
go in the direction.
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Today's Central Plains is very different from before. The most intuitive thing is the wide and flat roads. The road that Lao Haba and his party took is called Yongliang Highway, which is one of the important thoroughfares connecting Liangzhou and Guanzhong.
one.
The road is very wide and can accommodate sixteen carriages traveling simultaneously.
The road surface is made of so-called triple soil, which is a layer of cinders, a layer of gravel, and then covered with a layer of soil. It is durable and far superior to the previous dirt roads.
Just walking on such a majestic road will suddenly lift people's spirits. But it also depends on the person. Haba and his group looked very rustic walking on it.
The identity of this team is actually not that bad. They are an armed caravan affiliated with Dingbeihou. Dingbeihou was originally the title of White Horse General Gongsun Zan, but now it has been passed to his son Gongsun Xu.
The general had disbanded his troops and returned home more than twenty years ago, returning to the Central Plains to enjoy his blessings.
This time, the leader of the team was Gongsun Muyu, the prince of Dingbei Hou. On the one hand, he wanted to meet the emperor and the general, and on the other hand, he also wanted to pay homage to the old marquis. For business reasons, he divided the team into several groups and led the team himself.
People ride lightly, and other caravans will gather in Chang'an at the appointed time.
The power of Dingbeihou is not small. In the year when the old general was disarmed, the Dingbei army had already crossed Langjuxu Mountain and was on par with the Duliaohou who had reached the Ruoshui River. The two sides were divided by Hulun Lake.
territory.
In terms of the size of the territory alone, the two sides combined are not much smaller than the Central Plains. What's more, Gongsun Xu, who inherited his father's business, has not been idle in the past twenty years.
The day when Old Haba went south with his team happened to be the eighth anniversary of the completion of Beihai City. With this new city as the center, the Dingbei Army's offensive was in full swing. Their opponents changed one after another, Xianbei, Ding Ling, etc.
Jian Kun, but no one can stop them.
Tribes were wiped out one after another, cities were built one after another, and there was no stopping at all. No one knew where the Dingbei Army would finally stop.
But no matter how big the territory is, no matter how powerful the martial arts is, they can't change the center of the world. Everything in the Central Plains... food, clothing, housing, transportation, and dreams of wealth are beyond the reach of other places.
As we get closer and closer to Chang'an City, the shepherds who were talking about Shenjing enthusiastically not long ago are getting quieter and quieter.
Their eyes widened, they held their breath, and their nostrils kept flaring, as if they wanted to imprint everything they saw along the way on all their senses.
The only exception was Lao Haba. Although what he saw now was very different from what he remembered many years ago, the mountains, the water, and the blooming flowers lingered in his dreams many times, making it unforgettable.
But to be honest, Chang'an, where he once came, was far less prosperous than it is now. At that time, there were waves of rebels in Xiliang, and the court repeatedly proposed to abandon the defense of Sanfu, except for the city and the palaces in the city.
, Chang'an is not necessarily much better than the current Beihai City.
But things are really different now. On the 16-lane highway, cars are like water and horses are like dragons. If the order was not good enough, the entire road would not be crowded into a ball.
Every eight or nine miles you walk, you can find a town that functions as both a market and a transit place. Almost all residents in the town make a living by doing business. Some people open various shops, while others specialize in the circulation of supplies.
There are also people who specialize in providing various related services.
For example, in the team now, there is a man wearing a green shirt and a square scarf walking together with Boss Hu who is leading the team. While walking in a square step, he points to the surroundings and makes various explanations.
This is a person whose job is to be a guide, and he is dealing with people like them who come from other places for pilgrimage or business.
There were people like this in the past, but they would never make a living from it. But similarly, none of the guides Haba had ever seen was more professional than this person.
"That's a track carriage. It means the carriage runs on the track. What's the use? Haha, it's a big advantage. Those rails are very smooth. Even if it's loaded with heavy things, it's easy to pull... Look, there's another
Here comes one, it’s full of coal, it’s a long-distance trip to the Western Regions… If it weren’t for rail cars, how could it be so easy to transport supplies to the Western Regions?”
"Liaodong is also going to be built, you should know about it, right? Well, I heard that construction will start in western Liaoning. Isn't there a seaport over there..."
"Actually, Chang'an is not the most prosperous. Our Han Dynasty has three capitals, the central capital is Luoyang, the eastern capital is Bohai, and Xijing is Chang'an. How come there are three? Haha, of course it is necessary. To put it simply,
Luoyang is the cultural and academic center, where most of the scholars in the empire have gathered. The original Beigong has been completely built into a library. How many books do you think there are? Several of the most famous universities in the empire are located there. There is a saying that goes well, learning
No matter how high you are, you can boast after having been to Luoyang..."
"Chang'an is actually a military center. Four of the Sixth Cavalry Army of the Han Dynasty are stationed here. It is prosperous, but actually it is passable. It all depends on the convenience brought by the transportation of materials. Not to mention compared with the East and West Beijings.
Even some other big cities in the Central Plains are inferior. Chang'an's reputation is mainly external, because every time the hussars go out, they use it as the starting point. The Han hussars are invincible in all battles and conquer all attacks, so they naturally have a good reputation.
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“To really talk about prosperity, we have to count the Bohai Sea!”
The guide raised his thumb, with a rare look of admiration in his eyes, "The location of the Eastern Capital is in the southern part of the original Bohai Kingdom... You may not know this, but let's put it this way, back then the general defeated Yuan Shao and became the dominant
During the Qing and Ji Dynasties, the government was established in Gaotang. The current Bohai Sea was developed on the basis of Gaotang..."
"Compared to the original Gaotang, the current Bohai Sea is surrounded by a river to the south and the sea to the east. It is the political and economic center of the empire. To be more prosperous, Chang'an is probably not even a tenth of it. Well, say
It’s not an exaggeration to say it’s one percent. That’s the real beauty of the world and the wonder of the world!”
The guide paused for a moment, observed the expressions of the audience, and suddenly asked: "It seems that none of you really believe it?"
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I just feel that I can't think about it..." Boss Hu shook his head like a drum, and explained in a panic: "I just feel that this Chang'an City is already like a fairyland, and that Bohai Sea
How can it be exceeded a hundred times?”
There is one town for ten miles and one village for three to five miles. This is already the case on the outskirts of Chang'an. How can such a population density be imagined by people who have lived in the wilderness outside the Great Wall for a long time? But this is still relatively less prosperous. It is really
It's unbelievable.
"What is this? Regardless of the number of cities and towns, they are all focused on transporting materials to the outside world. The general said it well. Chang'an's pillar industries are inherently deficient. Forcible development will only waste resources and destroy the environment.
Looking at the Bohai Sea again, it is close to the sea. Isn’t the most prosperous thing in our country of Han now maritime trade?"
"In short, you will know if you have the opportunity to go to the Bohai Sea. If you don't have the opportunity to go to the Bohai Sea, it is also the same to go to Xuzhou or Jiangnan. Because of the prosperity of sea trade, even remote places like Dongzhi are now very popular...
…Where is Dongzhi? How do you say it? It’s a small city by the sea in the southeast corner of the empire. It’s really hard to explain.”
Hearing this, Haba suddenly had a question in his mind: In which capital city is that powerful general stationed? Where is the emperor? Boss Hu said that this time the prince is coming to Chang'an to pay homage to the emperor and the general. Have they always been there?
In Chang'an? But if what the guide said was true, didn't he let go of his economic lifeline? In this way, wouldn't he be afraid of danger?
Although he was disturbed by this series of questions, the old man did not dare to ask rashly. It was precisely because of this forbearance that he survived to this day. Before his last wish was fulfilled, he would not take risks casually.
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Fortunately, there were people in the caravan who were knowledgeable and curious, and they quickly raised similar questions.
"The general is usually in the Bohai Sea, and your majesty is in the palace in Luoyang. If it weren't for the personal guidance of the general, how could sea trade develop into what it is today in just thirty years? As for your majesty, the university
Among them, bachelors and academicians with outstanding achievements must be awarded medals of honor by the Emperor himself after graduation. Of course, it is more convenient for Your Majesty to stay in Luoyang."
"Chang'an is usually run by a few generals. Anyway, we haven't fought many wars in recent years. It's already a big deal to dispatch a general. Basically, Chang'an is run by the general of Shangzhu Kingdom.
Chief, you don’t know his name, do you?”
Boss Hu was not questioned this time. He gave a thumbs up with a proud look on his face: "Changshan Zhao Zilong also served under our old master! Now on the grassland, this is the only one with this name.
You can scare everyone with just one head! General Zhao of the Shangzhu Kingdom and two generals Zhang on the left and right, who would not be frightened by the wind and fire?"
Hearing the familiar names one after another, Haba's thoughts began to wander.
Speaking of which, he also worked with General Zhang Zha on the right. More than forty years seemed to have passed by in a blink of an eye, and the gap between the two sides was really huge.
How did all this happen? Haba tried his best to open his cloudy eyes, trying to find something from the depths of his long-lasting memory.
Yes, I was once the enemy of these people, dedicated to subverting the advantage of the Hussars in the fight for the world. However, repeated failures pushed me into the abyss...
"Chang'an, it's Chang'an!" A tearful cheer woke him up from his memory. When he looked up suddenly, under the strong sunshine at noon, a majestic city shone. In the golden halo, the ancient city glowed.
It has a dreamlike brilliance that cannot be accurately described by words such as brilliant alone.
"Chang'an!"
"Shenkyo!"
The cheers came one after another, like waves. People who had been admiring him for a long time could not find any other way. They could only shout these two words with the greatest strength to vent the excitement in their hearts.
This is the charm that Xijing of the Han Empire should have!
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The guides and Chang'an people have seen this situation many times, and they don't think it's strange. They just wait quietly for these bumpkin to regain their composure. Contempt is unnecessary. Confident imperial people don't need to use this method to show their superiority.
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After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the caravan got back on the road. Some people started to look at Shu, and asked with a bit of luck: "I don't know if the prince has arrived... Speaking of which, Boss Hu, since we want to meet the emperor and the general, we are
Don’t we also want to visit Luoyang and Bohai?”
"The prince only said that we should come to Chang'an." Mr. Hu shook his head and did not explain much.
The guide suddenly interrupted: "Your Majesty and the general will come to Chang'an in the near future. Why? Because the empire will launch a large-scale battle in the near future. How big will it be? Well, it is said that 50,000 hussars will be dispatched!"
"fifty thousand?!"
Boss Hu was so frightened that he gasped and said: "When the Marquis of Xihai rebelled, the empire did not use so many counter-rebellion troops, right? This time they actually have to use 50,000 hussars? Who are they trying to deal with? In this world
Are there any rivals in the world worthy of the empire?"
Marquis of Xihai was Yuan Tan's original title. Later, Yuan Tan resigned and gave up his position to his younger brother Yuan Shang. The latter was an ambitious man, and after being instigated by others, he actually became rebellious!
He sent envoys to contact several surrounding princes, including: Yan Ranhou - Gao Jun, the son of Gao Gan, Dayuan Hou Ma Dai and other more than ten princes in the northwest, hoping to jointly send troops. Even if it is not possible,
I hope the other party remains neutral.
Except for Ma Dai who flatly refused and showed hostility, none of the other companies gave an immediate reply, and the situation suddenly became delicate.
This was an accident that happened twenty years ago, in the twenty-ninth year of Kaiyuan. It was the biggest crisis Wang Yu had ever faced since he founded the country.
At that time, the Fenghuo Cavalry, led by Zhao Yun and Zhang Liao, went to the Western Regions to fight against the Yuezhi at the request of Ma Chao, the Marquis of Pingxi. The Taishan Army participated in the pacification battle south of Jiaozhou.
Although Chang'an was guarded by Yu Jin and the Yulin Army, the Yulin Army was mainly infantry and had poor mobility. However, Gongsun Zan, who was strong enough to suppress Xihai, disarmed. Gongsun Xu was still handing over power, and Ma Chao and Zhao Yun attacked simultaneously.
Yuezhi Kingdom.
It is difficult for the Yulin Army alone to defend Yuan Shang, and Chang'an is at its most empty.
Once Yuan Shang is allowed to break into the Central Plains, it is likely to cause an extremely serious chain reaction. This is why several princes in the northwest are waiting and watching, wondering if they can take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie if Yuan Shang succeeds.
However, at critical moments, talented people stand out!
At that time, a group of cadets from the Military Academy were practicing at the border. Yu Jin, who was staying in Chang'an, sent someone to inform them, with the intention of letting them withdraw to a safe area as soon as possible. As a result, the most prestigious among the cadets, 24-year-old Deng Ai, and the best-achieving
Well, eighteen-year-old Jiang Wei put forward completely the opposite opinion.
The two agreed that since Yuan Tan, the Xihai Territory has not used external troops for more than five years. Although the momentum is great, it is not something to be afraid of. If he continues like this, it will easily disturb people's hearts and cause unexpected events.
Led by two people, 234 students, plus more than 4,000 armed caravans and city-side cavalry who joined along the way, carried out a three-thousand-mile assault.
Yuan Shang only focused on guarding against Ma Dai and did not expect that a cavalry force would come out from Liangzhou and was caught off guard. At Juyanhai, 5,000 Han troops defeated 100,000 Western navy troops, and Jiang Wei's formation killed Yuan Shang, shocking the world.
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After Gao Jun heard the news, he surrendered, and all the princes in the northwest went to Chang'an to plead guilty. Yuan Shang's ambition eventually made the empire famous.
Since then, there has been a proverb spread throughout the world: The Han army is no more than ten thousand, but if it exceeds ten thousand, it is invincible!
Suddenly I heard that the Han army was making a big move and was preparing to send out 50,000 hussars. This was simply shocking.
"It seems to be Rome or Persia?" the guide replied uncertainly. No matter how well-informed he was, he could only find out unconfidential information. Although this kind of national war-level military information may not be a high-level secret, it is still
It's not something someone with his status can find out.
"Anyway, in a few days, His Majesty and the General will hold a military oath-taking parade at Lingyan Pavilion outside the Zhicheng Gate. You will know when you go and listen to it. Speaking of which, you guys are really lucky. The empire has not had this for many years.
Such a grand event has happened? There is no opponent in the world worthy of the full strength of the Hussars."
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Wang Yu slowly walked up the steps of Lingyan Pavilion. Although it was not a big burden, it was definitely not possible to climb high and walk on flat ground like before.
Forty-five years have passed since the fourth year of Kaiyuan when the world was unified. Calculated in later generations' AD, it should be 235 years. Wang Yu, who once changed from dragon to tiger, is now nearly seventy years old, and naturally no longer the same as before.
use.
Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong who were following him were even worse. Both of them were panting and sweating profusely. They had to rest three times before finishing the more than 100 steps.
However, no one thought about letting others help them. The portraits enshrined in Lingyan Pavilion were all companions who shared life and death in those years. The portraits were all taken from their most active periods, and each one was full of energy and high spirits.
Neither Zhuge Liang nor Pang Tong wanted their former companions or competitors to see themselves in a state of embarrassment.
Whenever I come to this place and see those familiar figures, I will have a trancelike feeling of going back in time. Because of nostalgia and because there are fewer and fewer old friends around me, Wang Yu and his ministers have a deep affection for this place.
They are all very nostalgic.
The portrait of Chen Liuhou and Cao Cao is ranked last, 28th.
Although he worked hard for fifteen years, he finally passed away in the official office due to overwork. But after all, his identity and experience were there, and many people were unwilling to let him ascend to the throne, let alone let him be among the best.
Okay, even though Wang Yu kept his words, he was unwilling to overwhelm everyone, so he simply placed him at the bottom.
During Cao Cao's body phase period, the Han Dynasty was in the midst of drastic social changes. Without Cao Cao's sophisticated skills, it might have taken ten more years to achieve similar results.
Of course, Zhuge Liang, who took over, was not inferior to his predecessor in any way, but after all, the former was still too young when Cao Cao was prime minister. Wang Yu did not want this talented man to work too hard, but he never thought that Cao Cao actually blocked this for Zhuge Liang.
One calamity.
That's why Wang Yu wrote an inscription on Cao Cao's portrait: "I will do my best until I die." But many people didn't understand the meaning, so Wang Yu could only entertain himself.
"It's a pity Gong Jin..." Ranked twenty-seven is Zhou Yu, who is also a hero who does not belong to the founding period and whose status is somewhat embarrassing.
"If it weren't for Brother Gongjin, the development of Nanyang would not have progressed so quickly. If his heroic spirit is still here, he would definitely have smiled when he saw today's grand occasion." Zhuge Liang nodded and agreed.
Back then, he and Zhou Yu argued fiercely for twenty-four days in Jiangxia, and from then on they developed a relationship that was inseparable but competitive with each other. It was a passionate period, and the two of them competed with each other and promoted each other, and they both made further progress.
Later, Zhou Yu died of a heart attack in Nanyang. The saddest person was Zhuge Liang.
When I saw my old friend's appearance, I felt sad for a moment.
Moving forward slowly, the eyes of the monarch and his ministers swept across the old faces.
Tian Feng, who also died due to overwork; Jia Xu, who was completely opposite to him, had been lazy for most of his life, and finally reached the age of eighty-six, almost becoming a god; Yu Jin and Xu Huang, who had guarded the border for forty years unwaveringly; because
Huang Zhong, who refused to accept his old age and went into battle at the age of eighty, died in the war with the Persian Empire...
Each portrait can evoke a memory, and the familiar voice, face, and smile are still before your eyes.
Wang Yu suddenly said with emotion: "Brother Yide's painting skills should be ranked among the masters of the world."
Zhuge Liang nodded and agreed: "Indeed, if Mrs. Cai had not held an art exhibition in Xuzhou, who would have thought that General Zhang would have lived in seclusion in Xuzhou for so many years and still made a living from painting? And General Guan too... It's a pity that these two
All the ambitions and ambitions of the past have been lost, otherwise..."
"Kong Ming is worse." Pang Tong suddenly said: "Although Generals Guan and Zhang have no ambitions for fame, Generals Guan Er and Zhang Xiao are not inferior to their fathers. They have also been the pillars of the Hussars in these years."
Wang Yu smiled and nodded. He didn't bother to pursue his old friends, even his enemies. Neither Liu Bei nor Sun Quan could threaten the security of the empire anymore. In this case, why not let them choose again?
What about life?
In fact, if you want to find Sun Quan, there are still clues.
In recent years, there is a novelist in Dongzhi who has become very popular. The satirical novels he writes are penetrating and can reach the depths of the soul.
What impressed Wang Yu the most was his novel called "Heaven and Earth", which tells the story of brothers who grew up relying on each other, but later turned against each other for various reasons. The younger brother killed his older brother, but the older brother did not fight back. In the end, the younger brother encountered a huge problem.
He was in danger, but there was no one around him to rely on, so he said something like this: It would be great if my eldest brother was still here... After saying that, he jumped off the cliff.
These are words from the bottom of my heart, Wang Yu thought.
When he reached the last ten portraits, Wang Yu stopped again, frowned and asked, "Where did Ziyi run away again?"
Time has not affected Zhuge Liang's amazing memory at all. He replied without thinking: "My lord, do you still remember the dispute between the Marquis of Du Liao and the Marquis of Zhendong?"
"Well," Wang Yu's memory was much poorer in comparison. He thought for a moment before he found the relevant information in his memory, "Is it the incident where Chen Yuanlong and Gongsun Wenyi fought for Ezo Island? Ziyi
When did that guy learn to mediate?”
"My Lord, I don't know." Pang Tong said with a smile: "Marquis Duliao's plan to seize Ezo Island was not to expand the land. He just took a fancy to the location of Ezo Island and wanted to use it as a stepping stone to explore eastward."
"Xiangdong? That's not..." Wang Yu was slightly surprised. To the east of Ezo Island, isn't that America? Although the development of the New World is a matter of time, it is really unexpected to put it on the agenda now.
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"General Ziyi is not there to mediate. He is very interested in the eastward crossing. For this reason, he specially roped in Wen Chang, Xunyi and Xingba, plus Yuan Zhi and Wen Gui.
, Mrs. Taishi, the standards are quite high..." Pang Tong is in charge of intelligence, and he is very familiar with the trends of all parties.
"I wonder why I haven't seen these guys recently." Wang Yu was slightly puzzled: "Forget it about Xingba, Yuanzhi, Wengui, and Zhurong, the wooden one in Xunyi, and the unprofitable one Wen Chang.
Why would a guy who gets up early be willing to mess around with him?"
"Oh, I heard that during the Eastern Expedition, General Wen Chang promised that he would unconditionally agree to General Ziyi's request, so..."
Wang Yu couldn't help but rolled his eyes and complained: "Ziyi is really far-sighted. The promise he made more than forty years ago..." He shook his head: "Wen Chang has a really good character. It seems like this
Does he have to go to the New World?"
Pang Tong nodded: "With the status of those few, even if the Marquis of Zhendong wants Ezo Island, it is impossible to refuse their request, and the Marquis of Duliao has the style of his ancestors, and his enthusiasm for sailing is also very high.
It must be irreversible."
"Tai Shi Ci discovered the New World. Hey, it sounds really majestic. Let him do it." Wang Yu muttered to himself, and finally smiled with relief and said: "Kong Ming, you don't need to worry about manpower. Please try your best to satisfy them with all materials."
Yes, Marquis Du Liao is really like his ancestors and is stingy."
"Yes." Zhuge Liang responded with a smile.
Obviously, the Lord hopes that everyone will spend the last journey of their lives together, but others don't think so. It's like General Huang, who was so old but still wanted to fight on the front line.
Zhuge Liang knew very well that these people did not lack fame and wealth, they just simply did not want to die on the bed.
"Lord, it's almost time." Seeing that Wang Yu had reached the end, Pang Tong reminded him softly.
"Well," Wang Yu nodded and said in a deep voice, "Then let's get started!"
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Han Dynasty, the 49th year of Kaiyuan, March 17th, Chen hour.
On the Lingyan Pavilion, the tallest building in Chang'an City, which is dedicated to the heroes and heroes of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Hussars flag, which is well known in the world, was rising. Almost at the same time, the sound of war drums shook the ground, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians surrounded the west gate.
Outside, cheer as much as you like.
Wang Yu was already used to such cheers. He just raised his hand slightly to signal, but looked at the city head under Huanglong's flag.
As if feeling Wang Yu's gaze, a slightly pale but graceful face appeared at the window. It was none other than the emperor Liu Xie. Seeing Wang Yu, the neglected emperor showed no trace of resentment or anger.
He showed a smile as warm as the spring breeze and nodded slightly at Wang Yu.
Liu Xie was also a puppet, but he was completely different from the historical Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty. In Luoyang, the cultural center of the empire, he was like a fish in water. While enjoying the glory, he also flexed his talents academically. He specialized in psychology, and now he has
Received a formally certified academician degree.
The ground suddenly vibrated, exactly in line with the rhythm of the drums.
The cheers inside and outside the city paused for a moment, and then suddenly reached another level the next moment.
"The Han Dynasty is mighty, the generals are mighty, and the hussars are invincible!"
"The hussars are riding out of the fortress to show off our heroic glory!"
The Hussars are coming!
Fifty thousand-man phalanxes filed out from the city gate. In the lead was a knight, wearing crimson armor, holding a square-shaped halberd, and riding a charcoal-like war horse under his crotch. The whole person looked like
Like a ball of fire.
In a daze, Wang Yu almost thought that time had gone back and he had returned to the war-torn Luoyang. He was about to have a decisive battle with the invincible Marquis Lu Wen.
However, the shouts of his wife Lu Qiling came from downstairs. Wang Yu came back to his senses and realized that it was not the dead person who was resurrected, but his youngest son Wang Fengxian, who served as the vanguard general of the Eastern Expeditionary Army. Among his twelve sons
, this child is the most brave, after all, Lu Bu's blood is flowing in his body, so it is not surprising that he is better than his predecessor.
"Twelve Lang! Twelve Lang! The most powerful Twelve Lang in the world!" The cheers became more rhythmic, and everyone shouted in unison. Although they were separated by one floor, Wang Yu still felt his wife's joy and relief.
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Following closely behind was a neat phalanx of cavalry.
The cheers were much smaller this time, because the equipment of the cavalry was much different from before. It looked like it was moving closer to the light cavalry. The iconic long lance was also missing. There was only a waist knife or a sword on the waist.
A chain hammer, and a strange weapon carried on his back.
The weapon looked like a repeating crossbow or something like that, but it was not. Even though the people in Guanzhong were fierce and there were many old soldiers who had fought in battle, no one knew what it was.
"It takes ten years to sharpen a sword, and one battle will determine the outcome." Pang Tong smiled softly and said meaningfully: "The Roman and Persian officials are in trouble."
Wang Yu did not answer, but smiled knowingly.
The weapon that changed the era finally appeared. Firearms, to be precise, are thermal weapons!
That was not a historical muzzleloader or flintlock gun, but a semi-automatic rifle made according to the standards of later generations! I have been sharpening my sword for ten years, just because I don’t want to show off my trump card before encountering a truly powerful enemy. You know, in war,
, The interoperability of science and technology is very strong. If the two Western powers are prepared in advance, this battle will not be easy to fight.
In terms of national strength, the Han Dynasty was naturally far superior to the enemy, but the long distance was a problem. Even if considerable supplies could be transported by sea, it would be a drop in the bucket.
Therefore, the first blow is the strongest blow for soldiers! Let the Romans, who have entered the era of centralization and lost their vitality and enterprising spirit, tremble under the hail of bullets from the Han army!
As more and more squares came out, the onlookers finally discovered that that strange-shaped weapon was almost common in the entire army. Needless to say, it must be a new weapon.
At this moment, a flag jumped out, arousing everyone's enthusiasm.
"General of Shangzhu Kingdom!"
"Changshan Zhao Zilong is always strong and strong!"
"Two pictures on the left and right!"
"Imperial Double Wall!"
The head coach of this Western Expedition was Zhao Yun, and his lieutenants were Zhang Jia, Zhang Liao, Deng Ai, and Jiang Wei who joined the army. In addition, Guan Xing, Zhang Bao, Cao Zhang, Wang Shuang, Ding Feng, Xia Houba and other rising stars formed a luxurious lineup.
Not at all inferior to the group of people going to the New World.
Wang Yu didn't want Zhao Yun and Er Zhang to take action. After all, he was old. What would he do if something went wrong? But just like Taishi Ci, Zhao Yun and others were also martyrs in their twilight years and still had great ambitions. Wang Yu could not pour cold water on them.
, and had no choice but to let nature take its course.
“If a mountain comes before you, it will fall!
If the abyss is ahead, the abyss will collapse!
The great Han hussar is the strongest in the world!
The great man is fierce and invincible!"
War horns that shook the earth rose into the sky. This was the soldiers paying tribute to their supreme leader.
Amidst the noise, Wang Yu raised his eyes and looked to the west, and there seemed to be a heroic scene in front of him.
He knew that 50,000 lions would leave Yumen in the west and join forces with various princes in the Western Region Corridor. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses would draw an arc on the map, with the hussars as the forerunner, sweeping westward!
Not to mention that Rome was no longer able to defeat the famous general Hannibal in the Republic era. Even if it was, Westerners could not stop the elite troops of the Han Dynasty. Persia, which bullied the weak and feared the strong, could only tremble under the iron hooves of the Han army.
After this battle, the Han civilization was no longer able to resist, and a glorious era had begun!
…
Wang Yu, who was immersed in his grand plans and strategies, did not realize that a small commotion broke out in the crowd. An old shepherd slave suddenly fell down, with an unprecedented look of relief on his face.
No one cares too much. There are so many old people who die of excitement when they reach the foot of Shenjing and witness the weather of the Celestial Dynasty. In one year, there are not only one thousand but also eight hundred. Who cares?
Maybe he was frightened to death after seeing the might of the army at its peak. Should we blame the brave soldiers?
Do not make jokes.
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