After the arrangements were made, everyone went to prepare. Wei Ba looked at the map and reviewed his plan again. Most of the previous deductions were based on the comparison and calculation of objective data from both sides. Even if there were errors, they would not be too outrageous.
Unless the other party intentionally deceives, such as claiming to have 50,000 soldiers when they clearly only have 20,000. There is no problem with these tricks to bluff laymen, but in the eyes of insiders, the possibility of success is extremely low because it depends on other objective conditions.
, both sides actually knew the strength of their troops, and it was impossible for tens of thousands of people to suddenly appear.
For example, Sima Yi's military strength, the Wancheng garrison totaled 30,000 to 40,000 people. He could move 30,000 troops to Fangling in such a short period of time, which was already the limit. Even if he wanted to claim that he had 100,000 troops, Wei Ba would not believe it.
, I believe he has 30,000 people, which is already calculated based on the most serious situation.
It's just that this time, a group of people want to move to Fangling to support Meng Da and cheer him up to prevent him from being fooled by Sima Yi's surprise attack. This is a very dangerous action. Wei Ba must be cautious. He knows the danger, but
He had to do it again. Sima Yi marched here in a hurry and was short of baggage. He must launch a fierce attack in order to achieve a quick victory. As long as he can help Mengda survive this period of time, Mengda can relieve his stress and fight.
Sima Yi had a long-term confrontation.
This is the basis of what Miwei calls psychological warfare.
Since it was psychological warfare rather than a forceful attack, many methods had to be changed, and Wei Ba had to make some preparations in advance.
While Wei Ba was writing down the things to be prepared one by one, Zhao Guang came back. His face was solemn, he looked a little worried, and he stopped talking several times.
"Senior brother, if you have anything to say, just say it." Wei Ba changed his title, trying to make Zhao Guang more relaxed.
After hearing this, Zhao Guang forced a smile. "Ziyu, without the Prime Minister's order, will you exceed your authority by doing this?"
Wei Ba was very surprised. He originally thought that Zhao Guang came to him because he did not want to stay in Anyang to defend the city, but he did not expect that Zhao Guang was worried about him.
Seeing Wei Ba's surprised expression, Zhao Guang thought that he had not understood the key, and quickly reminded him: "Even if you obey the authority in a hurry, the Prime Minister will not blame you afterwards, but there is no guarantee that others will slander you in front of the Prime Minister.
Rule of law, when the time comes..."
Wei Ba raised his hand and interrupted Zhao Guang's words. He already understood what Zhao Guang meant. No matter whether he did it selfishly or not, overstepping his authority is overstepping his authority. Zhuge Liang rules the country by law, so naturally he cannot be biased. If this battle is
If he wins, he may lose his merit, but if he loses, it will be a dead end. Zhao Guang is just worried, but Wei Ba has the foresight. Ma Su is an example. Even Ma Su can kill, so what does Wei Ba mean? Maybe even Ma Su can kill him.
Not even a drop of tears could be shed. The most I could say was a sigh: What a pity for this child.
So can this battle be won? It's simply impossible. Even if everything goes according to his plan, it is impossible to defeat Sima Yi's 30,000 army with 10,000 troops. That man is one of the most outstanding military strategists in the post-Three Kingdoms era.
, the big shot who dragged Prime Minister Zhuge to death. I, a fledgling boy, have only learned the art of war for half a year, but I can defeat him with less and more? That is really incredible.
Therefore, it would be perfect to remain undefeated in this battle, and the chance of victory is extremely slim. In this case, what can he do to make up for his overstepping of authority?
Zhao Guang's consideration was very good. If their fates were not closely connected to some extent, Zhao Guang would not have reminded him.
Wei Ba looked at Zhao Guang gratefully and said solemnly: "I understand. I will report the plan to the Prime Minister's Mansion and Zhuge Qiao as quickly as possible. As long as any one of them vetoes it, I will give up the plan."
Zhao Guang laughed, turned around and walked away, his steps relaxed.
Wei Ba immediately wrote two identical military reports, one to Zhuge Qiao and one to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He also estimated the time and gave his general itinerary so that if they had different opinions, they could send it to him in time.
in hands.
One day later, Wei Feng arrived with his army. He had no objection to Wei Ba's plan and applauded it with both hands. He also raised the same concerns as Zhao Guang. Since Wei Ba had already made arrangements, he didn't say anything more.
What.
The matter exceeded Wei Ba's estimate. He originally thought that among the 5,000 men, except for the eldest brother's 2,000 men who would obey his orders, the other 3,000 men would have some objections. Unexpectedly, the others had no objections at all.
I accepted it very obediently.
It was not time to finish, so Wei Ba left 500 men to supply Zhao Guang, and took 5,000 men to rush to Xicheng. Xicheng had been captured by the Shu army for several months, and there was no danger at all. He left Xicheng and rushed to Shangyong. This section of the road
It begins to exceed the control range of the Shu army and may encounter danger at any time.
Fortunately, the Shu army's strength lies in fighting in the mountains. It is not difficult for them to cross mountains and ridges. They run like flying on the rugged and narrow mountain roads with ease. In comparison, Wei Ba is not very good at it.
To adapt, if the hell-like training in the previous six months hadn't given him enough physical strength, he might have had to be run around. Even so, after a day of walking on the mountain road, he still had some backache and burning pain in the soles of his feet.
You can tell without looking that there are at least three large blisters on each foot.
After running for a day, the soldiers chose a valley near the water to camp among the valleys. Wei Feng did this very well, and he made the arrangements properly without Wei Ba having to worry about it. Dunwu and more than fifty Wei soldiers were captured.
Released as scouts, they are not only familiar with the terrain, but their personal martial arts skills are also superb. Even if they encounter the opponent's scouts, they will not be left behind.
Wei Ba sat leaning against a cliff and roasted the dagger he brought with him on the fire, preparing to pop the blisters on his feet. Seeing that his feet, which had been massaged by Peng Xiaoyu every day, were now as white as dead pork, he let out a sigh.
The unpleasant smell of foot sweat made Wei Ba laugh at himself that he was asking for trouble. If he had known that the rush march was so difficult, he should have stayed in Anyang to guard the food and grass.
"Ziyu, are you tired?" Wei Feng strode over like a gust of wind. Seeing Wei Ba looking at his feet and talking to himself, he couldn't help laughing. He squatted down, lifted Wei Ba's feet and looked at them.
He comforted him: "It's okay. Once the calluses grow, it will be fine in the future. It's the same for the first time." As he said this, he took the dagger from Wei Ba's hand.
Wei Ba looked at Wei Feng who was holding his stinky foot and carefully helping him pop the blisters. He laughed, took his foot back, put on his footwear and put on his combat boots: "I thought I would be fine after practicing for half a year.
I didn’t expect that he would show up after being gone for a day.”
"There is a difference between practicing martial arts and marching. But don't worry. If you have a solid foundation, you will adapt quickly."
"Well, that's good." Wei Ba raised his head and looked at a small patch of sky covered by the mountains: "Where are we?"
"Looking at the terrain, we should have passed Baima Mountain. If we walk for half a day tomorrow, we can reach Pingliju."
“When will we reach Shangyong?”
"The fastest is the morning after tomorrow." Wei Feng glanced at the silent soldiers and curled his lips: "Although these people are considered capable, they are not my father's soldiers after all. You see, they have only traveled more than a hundred miles.
, I couldn’t stand it any longer. If I were my father’s men, I could rest for an hour and then run all night, and they could reach Shangyong at noon yesterday.”
Wei Ba was startled, and then he shook his head at Wei Feng: "Brother, your attitude is wrong. These people are your soldiers now. You can't treat them as outsiders, let alone have such a mood of looking down on them, otherwise
They will also treat you as an outsider."
Wei Feng blushed and smiled sheepishly: "I understand."
Wei Ba thought for a moment and waved to a young guard who was cooking dinner for Wei Ba: "Xingrui, come here."
The guard quickly put down what he was doing, wiped his hands, walked up to Wei Ba, and nodded to Wei Feng: "Young General."
Wei Feng responded without saying anything. He knew this young man. He was the son of Manager Chen of the Wei family manor. His name was Chen Xiang and his courtesy name was Xingrui. He was now one of Wei Ba's personal guards.
"Xingrui is a smart person. When my senior brother and I were making plans, he was always listening and knew my intentions very well. You take him with you. If anything happens, the two of you will discuss it."
Wei Feng responded dully, as if he was not satisfied with Wei Ba asking him to listen to a personal guard. Wei Ba pushed him, "Brother?"
"I know, I know." Wei Feng waved his hand, rolled his eyes, and suddenly asked: "What about you?"
"I want to rest for an hour and leave right away."
"Ah?" Wei Feng was shocked, "Why are you in such a hurry?"
"I don't know, I'm just worried that Meng Da won't be able to hold on, so I want to rush over as soon as possible to give him courage." Wei Ba smiled and waved his hand, signaling Wei Feng to calm down. "Although I'm not as familiar with the mountain roads as they are, but
I have the physical strength to withstand it. Brother, this is your first battle, you must not be careless and be careful."
Wei Feng frowned, stood up suddenly, called one of his guards, and gave some instructions. The guard turned around and left. Not long after, a huge sweat like a giant bear came over and approached Wei Feng.
, Wei Ba cupped his fists and saluted. This man's name is Wang Hui, whose courtesy name is Boyu. He has strong martial arts and is very famous among the soldiers of the Wei family. He used to be the military lord of Buqu next to Wei Yan, but now he is the general of Wei Feng, with one hundred soldiers under his command.
"Boyu, take your people with you immediately and follow Ziyu to ensure his safety. If anything goes wrong, don't come back."
Wang Hui was stunned for a moment: "Major General, my mission is..."
Wei Feng interrupted his question sternly: "Now you are my subordinate, and you can only obey my orders. My order is to protect my brother, do you hear me? Otherwise, get out now."
Wang Hui hesitated for a moment and had to clasp his fists and salute: "Here."
Wei Feng waved his hand and said to Wang Hui like he was shooing away flies: "Go pick out five hundred more elites, and get the best."
"Here." Wang Hui responded again and turned around.
Wei Feng turned around and said to Wei Ba: "I will ask Wang Hui to protect you, and then I will give you five hundred elite soldiers. But I will say something ugly beforehand. Don't take too many risks. If you can fight, fight, if you can't fight, run away. Save your life.
That’s the most important thing.”
Looking at his eldest brother Wei Feng, who looked fierce and evil, as if he was possessed by his father, Wei Ba smiled and nodded obediently: "Okay, I will listen to you. If you can beat me, I will fight. If you can't beat me, I will run away."————