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Chapter 583

Qin Lang was right, Zhang He’s requirements were indeed a bit high. ◎ Jiang Wei, who was in charge of the battle for the first time in the Literature Museum, said that he could do this instead of just copying and persuading daily training. He had already given himself a satisfaction. Answer sheet.

Not only was Zhuge Liang satisfied, but those who had prejudice against him had to say that there was no problem with his command.

After the test, the two sides fought again. Zhang He did not seek success. He ordered the attack step by step. After experiencing the initial tension, Jiang Wei became more and more confident and directed the Tiger Step Camp to fight back with great enthusiasm.

After two days of the battle, the Wei army lost nearly a thousand people and failed to move forward. At this time, heavy snow fell from the sky, the north wind was howling, and the snowflakes like goose feathers rose. In just one hour, the mountains were decorated with snow-white.

Of course, it is impossible to fight in such weather. The two sides tacitly truce. Zhang He retreated three miles to camp. The valley finally returned to peace, leaving only the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground.

The war has come to an end for the time being, but Zhuge Liang did not relax at all. Most of his subordinates were from the south, and some people may have never seen snow in their lives. This time the snow was very heavy, and if you are not careful, you may freeze. The dead man immediately summoned all the generals to make them care more about the soldiers and not be neglected. He himself even went to various battalions to inspect the soldiers' cold protection whenever he had time.

Fortunately, before the war, Zhuge Liang prepared for nearly a year, and the relevant materials were sufficient, but there was no serious frostbite or even freezing to death. However, the Qiang soldiers from the south were not very adaptable to this kind of weather. The few people caught a cold and started to get angry. Zhuge Liang concentrated these people to prevent them from spreading to each other and causing an epidemic.

In a few days, Zhuge Liang lost weight. When he came to the Hubu Camp again, Jiang Wei, who was helping the soldiers change the medicine, saw Zhuge Liang and said worriedly: "Prime Minister, you must take care of your health. If you are tired, When it falls, the pillars of the great man are overturned."

Zhuge Liang smiled and said, "Bojo, you are too serious. I am not that weak and not that powerful. What is the situation in the camp?"

"It's okay." Jiang Wei stood up and followed Zhuge Liang out of the tent. The snow was still falling, and thick snow was accumulated on the ground. Jiang Wei accompanied Zhuge Liang forward. The snow under his feet made a creaking sound. "Prime Minister, although the morale is good, most of our soldiers are not suitable for this kind of weather, while the main force of the Wei army is the Qiang and Hu, which are used to the severe cold in the north. If we fight in this kind of weather, we will suffer a loss."

Zhuge Liang raised his head and looked at the mountains hidden in the snow in the distance, his eyebrows slightly frowned, just like the mountains and rivers in the distance. He sighed softly: "Boyue, don't you think something is wrong?"

"Prime Minister?" Jiang Wei's heart suddenly rose.

"Cao Rui has been invading the country. The Tongguan area has been fighting for two months, and the Wei army has suffered nearly half of its casualties. It is unsustainable. The main force led by Zhang He has been wandering outside for more than a month, and now he has to take the initiative to invite the battle. Logically speaking, he should do his best to do his best. It’s right to go. But, look at his attack two days ago, it seems like he was giving his all his strength?"

Jiang Wei was surprised. "What the Prime Minister means is that Zhang He has been waiting for so long to take advantage of this kind of weather?"

Zhuge Liang nodded and shook his head again. "This is only one aspect, and there are other problems I worry about. Think about it. Chen's army of 10,000 is still in Gaoping. Zhang He did not attack Gaoping first, but directly contacted me. The main force is in a decisive battle, isn’t it abnormal to do this? It’s not in line with military principles.”

Jiang Wei rolled his eyes, pondered for a while, and said with some uncertainty: "The Wei army has cavalry, which is faster than me, but this kind of weather is not suitable for cavalry movement. I think Zhang He may be waiting for such weather.

The colder the weather, the more unfavorable it is for us, but he himself probably didn't expect the snow to fall so much. It is estimated that the army will not be able to take action within half a month. Prime Minister, what he has to worry about now is the issue of food and grass. Heavy snow covers the mountains and the war lasts for a long time

, the demand for food and grass is greater. If those Hanzhong people obstruct from it, it will be very unfavorable to the army."

Zhuge Liang was silent and did not speak. "The household registration in Guanzhong has increased a lot now, and a large part of them are the Taoist people of Tianshi. During the first Northern Expedition, they helped Wei Ba a lot and took the opportunity to make many requests. Wei Ba

In order to defend Guanzhong, everyone agreed at that time. However, he rejected some of the requirements based on the balance of overall interests, including the candidate for Youfufeng's prefect. The Hanzhong people were very dissatisfied with this and were not very active when collecting food and grass.

Due to the rule of law, no one dared to jump out and resist openly. The war is delayed now, exceeding expectations, and it may be reissue again, especially since it snowstorms, and it is even more difficult to transfer food and grass. It is difficult to ensure that those people will not deliberately delay and extort, affecting the army.

Supply. In such weather, if the supply of food and grass is not high, it may cause large-scale non-combat reductions. Jiang Wei’s reminder is timely.

Although Zhuge Liang had a careful thinking, he could not really make plans. He did not expect this matter to be delayed for so long, nor did he expect such heavy snow. The food and grass problem that was originally a little nervous has suddenly become sharp.

"This snow is really not the time." Zhuge Liang sighed lightly: "The mountains are covered with heavy snow, and food and grass cannot be transported in. What's more, Zhang He is eyeing him. His subordinates are familiar with the terrain, familiar with this climate, and situation.

Very bad for us.”

Jiang Wei was silent and in a very heavy mood.

...

Quanling Xiangguan. The sun is bright and the bright winter sun shines on the river water, sparkling, floating light leaps gold, and warmth.

Several large ships slowly docked on the shore. The boatmen put down their springboards. Before the springboards were released, Wei Ba walked up, walked a few steps to the cabin, and pushed open the cabin door. Xiahou Hui stood up with a smile.

He bowed his body and bowed: "What kind of virtue is that I can do? How dare I come and greet you?"

Wei Ba laughed, reached out to take Xiahou Hui and kissed her in the face. Xiahou Hui's face turned red and shy. She pushed Wei Ba, but she couldn't bear to push it away and said softly: "So many people...

…”

"What's wrong with so many people? Will there be anyone else laugh at us?" Wei Ba deliberately lowered his face and looked majestic on the faces of the maids who covered their mouths and snickered: "Will you laugh at me?"

Lingdang smiled and said, "Who dares? Now the young master is a powerful general in all directions. If the young master gets angry, those barbarians will eat us."

"Hahaha... No, no, I can't bear to bear it." Wei Ba laughed and patted Xiahou Hui on the shoulder and said, "You are a hero of our Wei family, and this is my eldest son."

"What's the use of the eldest son? He is not the eldest son." Xiahou Hui said with some regret.

"It's all the same." Wei Ba touched his nose and looked around: "Where is my son?"

"Here!" Ling Ding dodged and let the cradle behind him sleep soundly in the cradle. His little hands clenched into fists and rested them on his head. Wei Ba let go

Xiahou Hui walked up, lowered his head, and let out a long sigh. "It smells so good!" He turned around and looked at Xiahou Hui: "Can I hug you?"

"If your husband wants to hug you, of course you can. But he just fell asleep and was afraid of waking up. He was panicking again. You should be gentler."

"Is my son noisy?"

Lingling curled her lips: "It's not very noisy. The young master is used to listening to drums and horns, so he shouldn't think anything is there?"

Wei Ba looked at Xiahou Hui in surprise, using the sound of war drums to describe the baby's crying. This seems a bit exaggerated! Xiahou Hui glared at the bell. "You are really good at speaking. Is there anything that describes it like this? Isn't even afraid to do it.

I hug you. From now on, their father and son will have a relationship, but it is your responsibility."

Lingling stuck out her tongue, shrank her neck, and retreated to the side. Xiahou Hui walked to the cradle, leaned over and picked up the child. He gently handed it to Wei Ba. "Please be gentle, he just fell asleep."

Wei Ba took it carefully and looked at the little life with joy. This was his first child in two lives, and an indescribable sense of happiness surged in his heart. He lowered his head and rubbed it with his nose.

The soft little face. The child frowned and waved his little hands to push him away. Wei Ba felt it was interesting and couldn't help but touch it again. The child curled his lips and suddenly opened his eyes. The shiny black eyes tied with his eyes.

He looked at Wei Ba with a trace of confusion that he had not woken up, and grinned his mouth, as if he was about to cry.

Wei Ba was shocked and was at a loss. He was about to hand him over to Xiahou Hui, but the child suddenly smiled. Although there was no sound, the smile was very obvious. He tried hard to extend his little hand to Wei Ba, as if he wanted Wei Ba to hug him.

.

"What's going on?" Wei Ba was surprised and happy: "Do you mean to like me?"

"That's more." Xiahou Hui gave him a blank look: "The father and son are connected by blood. Who else can be closer than you? Who can you like if you don't like you?"

Wei Ba laughed, so happy that he couldn't stop talking. He held the child in one hand and Xiahou Hui with the other, and turned to leave the cabin. Xiahou Hui hurriedly shouted, "Belly, come quickly and take the cloak, don't blow the wind."

Wei Ba then remembered that the child was delicate and could not blow the wind. He didn't think much about it, and pulled up his cloak to wrap the child in it, raised his eyebrows, and said proudly: "Isn't this enough, what kind of cloak is needed?

He will also fight on the battlefield in the future, so it would be better to get familiar with this taste as soon as possible."

"You are too anxious!" Xiahou Hui leaned happily beside Wei Ba and whispered: "When it comes to marching and fighting, the child born by Sister Guan is the real general. My child is not as good as him!"

"How can you do this?" Wei Ba said solemnly: "Your children, her children, are all my children, what are they? In Chengdu, I don't have the final say, but now I'm on my territory.

Everything is up to me. What kind of legitimate sons and illegitimate sons are the same for me, and there is only one difference between excellent and better."

Xiahou Hui blinked and suddenly laughed: "You must think that it's my point to stay in Chengdu, right?"

Wei Ba coughed a few times, avoiding answering. They got on the springboard and got off the boat. Xiahou Xuan came up and squeezed his eyes at Xiahou Hui: "Sister, I'll ask for all your betrothal gifts this time.

Come back."

Xiahou Hui let go of Wei Ba, walked forward, held Xiahou Xuan's arm and shook it, his plump face as bright as the sun. "Then you came from Luoyang to get my betrothal gift back. My husband is easy to talk to,

I'm not easy to talk to. If you want to be more greedy, that's not going to be done."

Xiahou Hui opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Sister, you are turning your elbow out! Have you forgotten what your surname is?"

Xiahou Hui said, "I didn't forget my surname, but I know better what my husband's surname is? If you want to be a parasite, that's absolutely impossible."

Xiahou Xuan laughed exaggeratedly: "Girls are outgoing, and the ancients are really not bullying me."


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