"Do you believe what that maid said?" Sima Yi leaned against Jin Dun, playing with a jade Ruyi in his hand, squinting his eyes slightly. His face was rosy, his expression was relaxed, and there was no trace of nervousness at all.
"You can't not believe it, and you can't believe it completely." Master Sima continued, and handed over the military report he had just received. "This is the news I just got. The families in Hanzhong are mobilizing, passing through Ziwu Valley, and sending a steady stream of troops to Guanzhong.
Gathering. This is consistent with what she said."
Sima Yi curled his lips, seeming to be a little disdainful and a little bitter. "Approximately how many people are there?"
"Judging from the information we have received so far, there are probably more than 2,000 people."
"So, those people in Hanzhong are also testing. They don't have full confidence in Wei Ba. Otherwise, with their strength, it shouldn't be a problem to gather 5,000 people."
"What father said is true." Sima Shi paused and then reminded: "Father, Wei Ba's son is elusive and elusive. Will he..."
Sima Yi's eyebrows trembled slightly, and his eyes became sharp. After thinking for a long time, he slowly said: "You mean, he may have left quite a few behind to ambush us?"
Master Sima nodded.
After Zhuge Liang left Hanzhong, Wu Yi was in charge of Hanzhong. Wu Yi was very cautious, but obviously much worse than Zhuge Liang. Sima Shi was able to send troops to Hanzhong again. Although the scale was not the same as before, it was difficult to understand the trends of the big families in Hanzhong.
It's not difficult. Because Wei Ba was deceived once about the Ziwu Valley, he paid special attention to the Ziwu Valley this time, so the gathering of the Hanzhong clan and their march to Guanzhong through the Ziwu Valley all fell into the eyes of Xizuo, and
It was delivered to him as quickly as possible.
There are only more than 20,000 households and 89,000 people left in Hanzhong. In fact, there are not many ordinary people in the hands of the government. Because of taxes and security, most people will choose to join the big clans. There are several big clans in Hanzhong, and there are few
There are more than a thousand households in their hands, and there are nearly three to four thousand at most. They are so powerful that Wei Yan dare not give him important tasks, but he cannot act rashly. Even if Zhuge Liang comes to Hanzhong in person, he can only deal with it coldly. If they go all out and organize five thousand
It is entirely possible for people to organize themselves. If they go all out, they can even organize 10,000 to 20,000 people.
So when Master Sima heard that there were only 2,000 people rushing to Guanzhong, he couldn't help but be a little suspicious. He thought there were two possibilities. One was that the Hanzhong clan was still testing Wei Ba and was unwilling to use all their strength;
Their strength far exceeds this, but not all of them were sent to Guanzhong.
Where can it be sent? The most likely place is Fangling. Wei Ba's brother Wei Feng is in Fangling, Meng Da is in Fangling, and the prime minister's military officer Zongyu is in Fangling. They currently have more than 10,000 people on hand. If they add more
There were nearly 20,000 troops funded by the Hanzhong clan. It was entirely possible that they would set out from Fangling and either go east to attack Xiangyang, or go north and appear near Wuguan.
If it were a head-on battle, he would certainly not take these people seriously, but considering the advantages of these people in mountain warfare, he had to be careful.
Sima Yi rubbed the jade Ruyi and gently tapped the table with the Ruyi head carved into the shape of Ganoderma lucidum. He thought for a long time and sighed: "No matter how difficult it is, Guanzhong cannot fall into the hands of the Shu Han. Wuguan, I must try my best.
Even if we are unable to attack Guanzhong, we must share some of the pressure for the general. Otherwise, I will be unworthy of your majesty's trust."
Master Sima understood, nodded and said no more.
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"Did you see? Your brother and I have worked hard for many years, all in one day." Peng Heng said to Peng Xiaoyu with a sullen face, "Foolish woman, just wait for us to be killed."
Peng Xiaoyu's slender eyes turned into crescent moons when she smiled: "How could it be? This is the news they wanted you to spread on purpose, so how could they blame you?"
"Foolish woman, what do you know?" Peng Heng was a little anxious. Although he sat on the ground and didn't move, his eyes looked flustered. "Since the young master has entrusted this task to me, it means that he has doubts about us. He will no longer
I am as trusting as before. Do you think your brother is indispensable? There are many people who can replace me."
"I don't think so. With the current situation of his father and son, I'm afraid they will get what they want even if they know it's false. What's more, my news is all true and I didn't lie to him. Everyone just gets what they want." Peng Xiaoyu
Turning the wheelchair, he came close to Peng Heng, hugged his arm, leaned on his shoulder, and murmured: "Besides, my brother is the smartest, and no one can replace him. If he doesn't trust you, just
It shows that he is not strong enough. If this is the case, then no matter how hard you try, it is nothing more than a knife in his hand."
"And!" Peng Heng snorted with his nose, but still raised his hand and gently stroked Peng Xiaoyu's hair. His eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking about. But compared to usual, his eyes were obviously a little brighter.
Warmth.
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On the Weishui River, large ships filled with stones and timber were ready to go. Regardless of whether Wei Ba felt guilty or not, the southeast corner of Jianzhang Palace had been reduced to rubble. The timber and stones were of no great importance other than being in the way.
Use. Wei Ba ordered all these materials to be loaded onto ships and transported to Lantian Pass. Accompanying these materials were fifty thunderbolt chariots and nearly a hundred serial ballista chariots, as well as a large number of stone bullets and arrows.
Two days ago, Wei Ba received the news from Peng Xiaoyu, and he smelled something from Sima Yi's decision. Obviously, Sima Yi would not sit idle. No matter what his thoughts were, he would definitely attack Wuguan.
Wuguan is too far away from Chang'an, more than 490 miles. It is no problem as a forward position. However, when Guanzhong is surrounded by enemies on three sides, he does not have so many manpower to support Wuguan, so he can only strengthen the deployment of Lantian and Shangluo and strengthen
Strategic depth to ensure that Sima Yi could not enter Guanzhong from Wuguan Road.
Shangluo is to the east of Zhongling Mountain, eighty miles away from Wuguan, and Lantian is to the west of Zhongling Mountain. The two passes are 150 miles apart, which is relatively far apart, but compared to Wuguan, which is nearly 500 miles away.
, this is much closer. From the perspective of strategic thinking that is beneficial to us and not beneficial to the enemy, it is more convenient to defend Shangluo and Lantian Pass than to defend Wuguan. Even if Sima Yi did not reveal this information through Peng Xiaoyu, Wei Ba would have already had this information.
Intend.
Xiahou Mao surrendered, Chang'an had been captured, and the relevant preparations had been completed. Wei Ba decided to rush to Shangluo in person to meet Deng Zhi. If he wanted to make a difference, it would not work to hide behind him, he must move to the front line as soon as possible.
Zhao Su sent Wei Ba to Jinkou, and when they were about to leave, he still couldn't get rid of his bad habit of chattering: "Join the army. After you leave, Chang'an will be decided by me, the prefect of Jingzhao."
"Of course." Wei Ba was used to his nonsense and didn't bother to argue with him.
"When can the workshop on the side of the Wei River be handed over to me?"
"When the time is right."
Zhao Su asked with a smile: "To join the army, the two thousand people supported by all ethnic groups in Hanzhong have arrived, and the follow-up people are still on the way. Do you think the time is not ripe yet? Just let me go and take a look, to be honest.
, I feel like there is a mouse chasing me now, I am very curious.”
"Curiosity killed the cat." Wei Ba glanced at him and smiled slightly: "When I'm not in Chang'an, you can sneak in and take a look."
"Then forget it." Zhao Su shrugged, "I'll just continue to be a good Jingzhao Prefect."
"That's right." Wei Ba glanced at Zhao Su with a smile. He knew that Zhao Su just couldn't keep his mouth shut and couldn't be serious. In fact, he was quite responsible, otherwise he wouldn't be able to leave Chang'an to Zhao Su. On the contrary,
Zhang Wen was not at ease, so he took Zhang Wen with him to prevent him from using his status as a descendant of the Heavenly Master to cause trouble in Chang'an.
Sima Macao from the Guards Battalion came over and bowed and saluted: "Join the army, you are ready, you can get on the ship."
"I got it, Yunlong, go check again and see if there is anything missing, especially the war horses. You can't make any mistakes."
"Here." Ma Cao responded, turned around and put the big ship carrying the war horses away. Ma Cao, also known as Yunlong, was the military prince of the two hundred tribes sent by the Ma family. He was also the son of Ma An, the steward of the Ma family. He was considered a Fufeng horse.
A branch of the family. He is not very old, but his martial arts is good. The weapon he wields is also strange, it is a three-pointed two-edged sword. When Wei Ba saw him for the first time, he thought he had traveled to the list of gods and saw Erlang Shen.
.
The Fufeng Ma family, the Geng family, and the Jingzhao Jin family are the Guanzhong wealthy families that support Wei Ba the most. These three families have provided a total of nearly 800 novels. Although they are not all elite, they can still be read. In order to show mutual trust,
Wei Ba then made Ma Cao their personal guard Sima, leading 200 members of the Ma family as part of his personal guard camp. People from the Geng family and Jin family also arranged corresponding duties.
"By the way, Gongpu." Wei Ba had just stepped onto the boat and thought of something again. He turned around and shouted to Zhao Su: "General Zhendong is in urgent need of war horses. Please take care of the injured horses. Once the injuries are healed,
Send them all to General Zhendong, even if it’s a load of food, it’s good. If not, you can still eat horse meat, but we can’t waste it.”
"I know, I know." Zhao Su responded while cursing. Sometimes Wei Ba was very generous, but sometimes he was so stingy that it made people feel chilling. He would not let an injured horse go. "Don't worry.
I will not only send him the cured horses, but also kill all the horses that cannot be cured, and send the meat to you, leaving only a few bones to chew on."
"I won't let you gnaw the bones, but make soup for the craftsmen in the workshop."
"Isn't that true?" Zhao Su exclaimed exaggeratedly.
"Anyone who disobeys the order will be killed!" Wei Bahu roared with a face, turned around and entered the cabin. As soon as he was in the cabin, he couldn't help but laugh. Zhang Wen shook his head: "Big sacrifice wine, you must not do it in front of the believers.
So, otherwise they will despise you."
"You despise me, right?" Wei Ba smirked.
"How dare I." Zhang Wen gestured and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Wei Ba laughed, and the two of them sat down separately, and one of his own guards brought tea. Wei Ba laughed for a while, put away his smile, and said seriously: "Meng Yu, most of the believers in Guanzhong have already arrived near Chang'an. There are so many people.
Food is a big problem, and I want to arrange for people to work in the fields as soon as next spring to solve the food problem. I want to leave this matter to you."
Zhang Wen nodded in agreement, glanced at Wei Ba, and said nothing.
"There are still four or five months before the New Year. Do you want to follow me to fight in Lantian, or do you want to do something on your own?"
Zhang Wen grinned: "If you have anything to say about the Grand Ceremony Wine, just say it directly, why bother beating around the bush."
Wei Ba heyed: "Aren't I discussing this with you? Why are I beating around the bush?" He paused, "Can you go to Luoyang and help me contact Huang Quan to see if he wants to come back?"
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Everyone was very happy yesterday, and so was Lao and Zhuang. Do you want to continue the fun today? Tang Sanzang is temporarily weak, but the bully snake is right in front of you. Lao and Zhuang sent him 8 votes, shall we rush over?
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Fighting with swords in the rivers and lakes, cutting off a strand of love, living for hatred, fighting endlessly.
ISBN: 2649234 (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)