The Shu army camp was very calm, and there was no fear because of the rapid approach of the Wei army. In other words, although it was a little nervous, it did not mess up. The barriers were very strict, and a group of soldiers were holding weapons and patrolling back and forth between the barriers.
As I beating the gong in my hand, I heard the point of getting more. The crisp sound of getting more and more came from the camp, naturally bringing a hint of cold winter.
Zhuge Liang was writing at his desk. He was wearing an old cotton robe, covering an old cloak with a furrow on the outside, leaning on the table, writing stroke by stroke, and there were more than a dozen pages of it already written next to him.
However, his handwriting was still meticulous, as if he had just written the first word.
As soon as the door of the tent was lifted, a cold wind rushed in from outside, blew the lights. Zhuge Liang did not raise his head and whispered: "Boyou, what's wrong?"
"Prime Minister, Zhang He stopped at Wu." Jiang Wei glanced at the letter on the case, sat down beside the case, reached out to get it. He glanced at it, and said in surprise: "Is it for Wei Ba?"
"Well, please help me see if there is anything wrong with it." Zhuge Liang responded, took another page of paper, and continued to write.
Jiang Wei was very surprised. He thought it was written for His Majesty the Emperor or Mrs. Huang. It was written for His Majesty the Emperor because the Prime Minister had the important task of teaching His Majesty the Emperor. If he was not in Chengdu, he would use letters instead, every other paragraph
In time, he would write a long letter to the emperor, asking about the emperor's recent studies, handling the government's experience, and commenting on it. Not to mention that he and his wife are in love with each other and care about his son.
Of course, the growth of Zhuge Zhan and his grandson Zhuge Pan should be written a little more.
Apart from this, Jiang Wei has never read anyone Zhuge Liang wrote such a long letter to.
Jiang Wei took the letter from the case, read it carefully, and smiled bitterly: "Prime Minister, I'm afraid Wei Ba will not understand the Prime Minister's painstaking efforts. He is now in a stunning position. The Prime Minister asked him to return to Chengdu to transport food and grass,
Now he is asking him to stay in Jiaozhou and to improve his relationship with Sun Quan. Can he be willing?"
Zhuge Liang paused the pen in his hand, straightened his waist, and gently placed the pen next to the inkstone. "It was because I was afraid that he would refuse that I wanted to tell him the interests. The situation now seems to be very good, but
It was cooking oil for fire and it could not last long. He stayed in Jiaozhou. It could not only force Sun Quan not to act rashly, but also ensure that the rice in Jiaozhou could be transported to Chengdu and Guanzhong to support the war in Guanzhong. If he came
In Guanzhong, it seems that our troops have an advantage, but it is possible to lose Jiaozhou, which will increase the pressure on logistics supply and make it difficult for us to continue. Weighing the trade-offs and interests, it is more beneficial to the entire battle situation."
"What the Prime Minister is worried about is of course the most reasonable thing, but can Wei Ba listen?" Jiang Wei put down his letter and his eyes flashed: "Does he think the Prime Minister was deliberately suppressing him and did not want him to go to the Xiangyang battlefield to make contributions?"
Zhuge Liang's eyebrows trembled and sighed softly. It was because of this worry that he wanted to write this long letter and explain it to Wei Ba with great sincerity. But he didn't know if his efforts were meaningful, and Wei Ba would listen to him.
Did he? He didn't listen when he asked him to return to Chengdu, but instead took the risk of a decisive battle with Lu Xun in Linhe. Now after he won't let him come to Xiangyang, will he refuse to accept the order like last time?
"Go to do your best. Leave it to fate." Zhuge Liang picked up the pen again, lowered his head, and then started writing. However, he was obviously a little uneasy, and his handwriting was a little hurried, no longer as calm as before.
Jiang Wei saw it and sighed secretly.
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In Tongguan, the sound of war drums was deafening, and the speeding arrows were flying all over the sky like crows. The monsters roared across the sky, shot on the city wall, shot on the shield, shot on the armor, shot on the vivid bodies.
"Let's go!" With the sound of roars, thunderbolt chariots roared, and stone bullets flew over the city wall and smashed towards the Wei army's position in the distance. The stone bullets hit the shield, making a loud noise, and there were huge scenes.
The shield was smashed into pieces. It hit the van, and the van moaned and shook. The Wei soldiers hidden behind were frightened, but they did not dare to take a step back. When they hit the thunder car, the thunder car swayed violently, and the soldiers who were operating were scared.
Screaming in surprise.
"No chaos, no chaos!" Xiahouba held up his shield, waved his sword, braved arrows and stone bullets, shouted loudly in front of the formation, trying his best to control the chaotic battlefield and directed the Wei army to continuously counterattack. "Notify Chen
Guard, let him send another ten thunderbolt chariots up."
"Here." A messenger turned around and left. Just as he rushed out two steps, a long arrow roared to him, hitting his back. The messenger fell to the ground, twitched twice, and then stopped moving again. Xiahou Ba
He shouted at the guard beside him: "What are you waiting for? Go to two more people, be careful and run with your shield on your back, the faster the better."
The two personal guards responded, carried the shield behind them, and rushed out. Without taking two steps, one of them rushed to an arrow on his thigh and fell to the ground with a scream.
"What do you mean? You're like a woman?" Xiahou Ba rushed over, protected him with the shield in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Can you still leave?"
"Can you leave." The guard gritted his teeth and stood up, thrust the broken arrow shaft hard, and limped forward.
"Continue attack, continue attacking!" Xiahou Ba returned to the formation, leaned behind a broken van, staring at the Tongguan city wall in the distance, and almost spit out fire in his eyes.
It has been two months since the attack on Tongguan. Despite the help of a large number of siege equipment created by Ma Jun, more than 10,000 people have fallen here. Tongguan City looks crumbling, but it is still unable to conquer. Among them, the Thunderbolt chariot of the Shu Han army is the most terrifying
The stone bullets flying out of the city seemed to have eyes. The Wei army's thunderbolt chariot was pushed up for not long, and they would be bombarded violently. If they could not fire many stone bullets, they would be damaged. Although the Wei army tried their best to fight back, they
The thunderbolt chariots are slightly inferior in terms of range and accuracy. More importantly, they cannot hide like the thunderbolt chariots in the city. They can only use vans and giant shields to cover them. These are obviously not as solid as the city walls of Tongguan.
.
It was too late to attack for a long time, and the casualties were heavy. It was a huge blow to the soldiers of the Wei army. However, Xiahou Ba and Chen Tai dared not stop attacking. They knew very well that although they had no possibility of breaking the city when they attacked Tongguan, they had to attack with all their might.
Give the Shu Han army time to breathe. Only in this way can the main force led by Zhang He and Qin Lang have the opportunity to take advantage of it.
"Continue to attack—" Xiahou Ba hissed.
"Kill!" Wei Wu shouted loudly, stepped forward, and slashed at the Wei army who had just climbed up the city. The Wei army's face was covered in blood. Facing the sword he had been slashed, he was not afraid and raised the shield in his hand to resist.
With a "dang", the sword in Wei Wu's hand cut the shield and bounced back. The Wei army took advantage of the situation and jumped onto the city wall. At the same time, they took the sword from their mouths and slashed them with a knife.
Wei Wu was furious and swung his sword to break the Wei army's sword and slashed three times in one breath. The Wei army soldiers were not yet firm and could not stop Wei Wu's fierce attack. They took two steps back and turned over and fell from the city wall. Wei Wu said that they had not yet stood firm.
Wu spitted and rushed towards the next enemy.
More than a dozen Wei family soldiers followed him closely, struggling to kill the continuous Wei army. They fought hard for more than two months. Although they repelled the enemy's attacks many times, the losses on the city wall were quite large, with nearly three casualties.
Qian, if it weren't for the Wei family's military soldiers who repeatedly attacked at critical moments and repelled the Wei army's attack, Tongguan City would have probably fallen.
However, in this way, the casualties of the Wei family's military soldiers were also very shocking. There were only more than 300 Wei family's military soldiers who had been trained for many years. The others were just selected, their strength was greatly weakened, and the war became more and more tense.
Wei Wu killed a round and back on the city wall, and walked back with a bloody sword. A Wei army had just exposed his head, and he cut off his palm with a knife, screaming and falling down the city wall. Wherever he went, the Wei army avoided it.
Before he could rush over, someone even took the initiative to jump off the city wall without waiting for him to rush over.
In the past two months, the reputation of the third young master of the Wei family has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and few people dare to face him. Jumping off the city wall may cause death, but there is always a glimmer of hope. However, when facing the third young master of the Wei family, there is almost no way to live.
Wei Yan stood on the city tower, looking at the messy city walls, and then looking at the same messy Wei army position outside the city, with thick eyebrows locked tightly. He didn't know when the war would be fought, but Zhuge Liang hadn't
He didn't know at all about the movement and how the fight was going.
In addition to the battlefield in Guanzhong, he was more worried that Wei Ba was fighting in Jiaozhou, and his situation was more dangerous than Guanzhong. No matter what, Guanzhong was guarding, with city walls and well-trained soldiers, but Wei Ba only had more than a hundred martial arts around him.
The soldiers are truly well-trained soldiers, and the others are all mobs. There will be no problem in fighting the wind and fighting guerrillas in the mountains. However, Wei Yan really doesn't think much of it when he wants to fight the main force of the Wu army in an open area.
However, Jiaozhou and Guanzhong are thousands of miles apart, and he can't help Wei Ba at all. He doesn't even know whether Wei Ba is living or dead now. He already knows that Wei Ba asked Guan Feng to return to Chengdu, and in his opinion
, This is undoubtedly a manifestation of Wei Ba's lack of confidence in this battle.
When Wei Yan thought of this, he felt a little regretful. He shouldn't have let Wei Ba go to Wuling at the beginning, or he should have ordered Wei Ba to come to Guanzhong last time, and should not be bewitched and ambiguous, so that Wei Ba would face Lu Xun alone.
Famous general.
"Chang." A familiar voice came from behind. Wei Yan turned his head and squeezed a strange smile on his face. "Youchang, why are you here? I'm afraid I can't defend Tongguan?"
Ma Su laughed loudly, he glanced at the city and shook his head. "Long, I have confidence in you, you must have confidence in me."
Wei Yan grinned, but he stopped talking.
Ma Su walked to him, stood side by side with him, lowered his voice and said, "I'll come here to tell you good news."
“What good news?”
"Ziyu defeated Lu Xun in Linhe, captured Pan Jun again and killed more than ten thousand people. Lu Xun fled in a panic and has now retreated to Linxiang."
Wei Yan was startled and his eyes widened: "Seriously?"
"Will I still lie to you?" Ma Su's shoulders trembled with laughter, looking even more surprised than Wei Yan, and could not control his inner ecstasy. He patted Wei Yan's shoulder hard: "Chang, Ziyu's victory,
Our opportunity is here. As long as Ziyu arrives, we will definitely be able to turn defense into offense and defeat Cao Rui. Maybe we have the chance to enter Luoyang."