Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 3385 Empty

"Order!"

Military school student Han Gun shouted, "Go into the mountains!"

Under the command, a team of cavalrymen began to enter the Yanshan area along the valley.

Han Gun turned around and bowed to Zhang He, who nodded and returned a half-bow.

Tuoba on the side shouted: "Han Junhou, I wish you a victorious return soon so that we can have a drink together!"

Han Gun laughed, "Thank you for your good words!"

Zhang He did not move, but when he moved, he did so with great force. He not only quickly defeated Cao's troops outside Gubeikou, but also swept through several Cao's military camps in the surrounding areas, making a gesture of a large-scale attack. Before marching to Gubeikou Pass, Zhang He asked Han Gun to lead a detachment of troops to take a small path.

Accompanying Han Gun was Liu Fu, a native of Youzhou.

In the desert, the view is wide, but once you get into Yanshan, it immediately becomes narrow and cramped. At the same time, because of the obstruction of the mountain, even the night seems to come faster and darker than in the desert.

Liu Fu walked forward, and became more and more silent as he walked.

Han Gun noticed this change, so when they were camping at night, he called Liu Fu over and sat by the campfire together. He then asked Liu Fu why he went into the mountains and this happened.

Liu Fu was stunned for a moment, "I... am I so obvious?"

Han Gun breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Although Liu Fu was the loudest in calling for the recovery of Youzhou in the Northern Territory, many things cannot be judged by the volume of the voice. Han Gun is now in a state between reality and illusion as a detachment. Whether it is from illusion to reality or from reality to illusion depends on the actual situation. The one who can provide him with this actual situation is Liu Fu, the local tyrant of Youzhou.

Therefore, Han Gun naturally paid more attention to Liu Fu's condition.

Night was gradually falling. Liu Fu stared at the campfire, his face shaking and distorted slightly under the flickering flames.

"I will never forget it... That fire turned my family's savings of a hundred years into ashes..." Liu Fu said slowly, "The fire and the smoke rose up to the sky and burned everything... Han Junhou, do you know that I am also of the Liu royal family's bloodline... It's just that it is very thin now... But I have always believed that my family is guarding the border for the Han Dynasty and for ourselves..."

Han Gun did not interrupt Liu Fu.

The flames of the bonfire swayed, causing the air above the flames to sway as well, as if something insubstantial was crumbling above the flames.

"My grandfather was stationed in Youyan. At that time, the Xianbei often invaded Youzhou. My grandfather often said..." Liu Fu's voice was a little low and slow, "to protect our home and defend our country... To protect our home means to protect our own home, and to defend our country means to defend the Han Dynasty... Then my grandfather died on the battlefield... That year, I was only three years old..."

"…Excuse me, I didn't expect you to be a descendant of a hero!" Han Gun handed over a cowhide bag, "Use this water instead of wine to pay tribute to those ancestors who died on the battlefield for the country!"

"Okay!" Liu Fu took it, poured a little on the ground, and then gulped down two gulps. His expression became more relaxed. "Later, my father also took up a sword and went to the battlefield. According to my father, the Han people have the surname Liu, so if the people with the surname Liu don't go to the battlefield to protect the Han people, who can we rely on?"

"Well said!" Han Gun clapped his hands and sighed, "If all the officials in the Han Dynasty were like this, the Han Dynasty would not have ended up like this today!"

"Hmm?" Liu Fu turned to look at Han Gun, "You know about my father?"

"Ah?" Han Gun shook his head. "What is it? I don't know!"

"Oh, I misunderstood. I thought you knew about my father..." Liu Fu shook his head and sighed.

"..." Han Gun was a little curious, but he felt that it was most likely a sad story, and it was obviously impolite to keep asking about the other person's sad story.

After a moment of silence, Liu Fu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm familiar with this place. Not only the terrain of Youzhou, but also many veterans and military academies in Youzhou are familiar to me... After all, if we met back then... we wouldn't have fought!"

Han Gun asked: "Do you mean that those stationed on these mountain trails are all veteran soldiers from Youzhou? Could it be that there are not elite soldiers from Cao's army, or commanders and guards?"

"There are definitely some, but they are definitely not many." Liu Fu laughed, "How many Cao troops would be willing to come to a place where it is inconvenient to eat, drink, defecate and urinate? Even if they come, most of them are marginal figures... The real Cao family members are all in the city. Those who can stay in Yuyang City are already considered amazing. Most of them are in Ji County and Yijing. They may be ready to withdraw to Jizhou and Yuzhou at any time..."

Han Gun said: "You... I heard... this Cao Zihe... is not as bad as you say, right?"

"Haha, that's right! But Cao Zihe is Cao Zihe, and how many Cao Zihe are there in Youzhou? Cao Zihe is not that good, but he is not too bad either!" Liu Fu shook his head and sighed, "If everyone in the Cao family is like Cao Zihe... Humph, forget it, it's a sad story once it's mentioned, so it's better not to mention it!"

Han Gun saw this and knew that Liu Fu was just homesick and it wasn't any other problem, so he stopped asking any more questions.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, a group of people continued to move forward. In the direction Han Gun and Liu Fu were heading, it happened to be the position guarded by Cao Jun’s Lei Zhong...

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The war is approaching again, but the Jizhou supplies that were said to arrive last year have never arrived.

Just like justice delayed is bullshit, supplies delayed are also garbage.

So much so that now, Lei Zhong and others no longer care about whether the rear can provide support or whether there are supplies. They just hope that this violent chaos can stop as soon as possible. No matter what the final fate is, they will have to accept it!

Lei Zhong climbed to the top of the mountain with several big steps, then sat down on the ground with a grunt, breathing heavily.

For ordinary people, even a mobile phone and a bottle of water would feel too heavy to carry when climbing a mountain. But they not only have to bring knives and guns, but also various tools and equipment for camping at home.

Mule and horse?

Sorry, they are not in Rome, but they are mules and horses.

So they have to carry everything on their own.

After panting for a long time, Lei Zhong dropped his bag on the ground, turned around and looked at the mountainside and the bottom, and saw scattered soldiers, one team in the east, one team in the west, all struggling to climb up. Lei Zhong wanted to shout, but after thinking it over, he gave up, sat back down, took out the water gourd from his waist, opened the cork and took a sip, holding it in his mouth for a long time without moving, and then slowly, bit by bit, swallowed the water down his throat.

Doing so is, of course, a sign of experience, but isn't it also "cheating" your body? In order to stay alive, in order to last longer, is this kind of "cheating" a good thing or a bad thing?

Lei Zhong didn’t understand all this, but he knew that there was only this much water in the gourd. If they couldn’t hold on until the next water point, they might be defeated in the mountains without a fight!

That’s right, the priority of defense on this kind of mountain trail is not to guard the hilltop covered with wild grass, but to guard the water point.

  Which hill is completely unclimbable?

If you really want to go, you can go anywhere, but there are not many places to get water.

Lei Zhong looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting darker and darker, and there were still many Cao soldiers crawling slowly on the road behind him.

After enduring for so long, Lei Zhong couldn't bear it any longer and turned around and shouted towards the mountainside, "Fuck you, are you guys planning to sleep on the mountainside?!"

Lei Zhong’s shouting was not actually very loud, but because Yanshan Mountain was vast, the sound echoed in layers, as if many people were shouting in the mountains at the same time.

After Lei Zhong's shout, the Cao army soldiers who followed Lei Zhong sped up a little and climbed to the top of the mountain just before it got completely dark.

Lei Zhong stood on the top of the mountain, instructing the Cao army soldiers who had climbed up first to find a place out of the wind and light to make a fire and cook, while scolding the Cao army soldiers who fell behind, "You cowards! If you were in the hands of another military school, you would have been hacked to death on the mountain road by the supervisory team one by one, and not even a piece of meat would be left!"

One of the Cao army veterans seemed to be familiar with Lei Zhong, so he smiled and said, "We all know that Captain Lei has a good heart, so we are rushing to follow Captain Lei! It is our blessing to follow Captain Lei!"

Lei Zhong and several Cao Jun military academies, each with their own men, spread out into Yanshan like a net or an early warning sentry. Although it is said that soldiers cannot choose who the military academy leader is, old soldiers naturally have their own ways, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of their lives?

"You old bastard."

Lei Chong laughed and cursed, and said no more.

What the old soldier said is right. Following the right people is very important for small people.

If you encounter some military schools that don't take the lives of the lower-class people seriously, let alone killing a few lagging soldiers, it is also extremely "normal" to do something like working hard for 30 days, sweating and blood to complete the battle, etc. Even if the loss rate of mules and horses is a bit high, as long as the final goal is achieved, it is not a big deal. At most, the method used in the execution process is simple and crude, and someone can write a 300-word review for you, and that's it.

Cooking a meal.

Just as we were preparing to eat, disaster struck.

It was not known whether it was because they had been discovered by the Hussars long ago, or because Lei Zhong's shout attracted their attention, but when Lei Zhong and his companions were about to eat their dinner, the soldiers on duty suddenly shouted shrilly: "Enemy, enemy attack! It's the Hussars, the Hussars!"

Lei Chong loosened his grip and the gourd in his hand fell to the ground and rolled away. He didn't care about it and quickly jumped up to look in the direction pointed by the guard.

All I saw were torches lit up in the mountains, and the tricolor flag looked so dazzling in the night.

"The Cavalry... has finally arrived..."

Lei Zhong muttered to himself.

"Captain Lei, how are you?" A man flashed out from under the tricolor flag of the cavalry on the opposite side, shone a torch on himself, and said, "Old friend, are you willing to come and have a chat?"

Lei Zhong's face was very ugly, "How did he know I was here?"

The captain in charge of arranging the guard duty lowered his head, "I just realized that Xiao Liuzi, who was originally sent out for patrol, has not returned..."

"Fuck!" Lei Zhong cursed and looked around at the officers, "What do you think?"

The non-commissioned officers of all ranks around were silent.

"You guys..." Lei pointed at these guys, "Then I won't go..."

"No, no, no!"

"Captain Lei, please listen first!"

"That's right!"

"It is said that when two countries are at war, they do not kill envoys..."

Lei Zhong was so angry that he laughed, "With us being like this, what's the point of two countries? Aren't you worried that I won't come back?"

Everyone was silent again, and after a while someone muttered: "Didn't I say that we are meeting old friends again?"

"Old friend?" Lei Zhong sighed. "These days, there are so many people who value money over life... The older the friend, the more ruthless they are..."

Although the Han Dynasty did not have big data to kill old friends, Cao Cao was also ruthless when it came to killing old friends.

"This guy..." Lei Zhong sighed, "You may have heard of him... He was originally the descendant of the King of Hejian, the nephew of Liu Situ, and had a bright future... His father also had a great opportunity..."

During the Qin and Han dynasties, the term "Cong Zi" could be used either upward or downward.

Pang Tong was the nephew of Pang Degong.

Liu Feng was an adopted son. If his original surname was Liu, he could also be considered a nephew.

Therefore, a nephew is first of all a member of the same clan, and the bloodline is relatively close, which is closer than the nephews of later generations. To some extent, he can be regarded as one's own child...

"No more talking," Lei Zhong looked around again, "If you want me to go, there is actually only one result... Is it all confirmed?"

Everyone was silent again.

Liu Fu, who was on the opposite hill, was not in a hurry. He was leisurely laying out the mat.

Although there was only a mat and no matching table, having a seat in such a remote place was considered a high-end hospitality.

After another moment of silence, a sergeant next to Lei Zhong whispered, "It's been a long time since we got enough soldiers' pay... Now we don't even know who we're fighting for..."

"That's right, now...beating, beating, what the hell! Hey, have you heard about what happened to Xiao Linzi a few days ago?"

"Xiao Linzi?"

"Oh, I see..."

"What's going on?"

"It's the same old thing! The top brags, but the bottom does the dirty work. General Cao is pretty good, but the guys under him are..."

"Haven't you heard what everyone else is saying? This is called fighting when there is a war, and fighting when there is no war."

"General Cao is busy..."

"Hey, don't say that. Cao Zihe must know what's going on. If he doesn't know, then he has lost control over his men. Why fight? If he knows... humph, that's the same. Why fight?"

When this last question was raised, everyone fell silent.

Everyone knows that Cao Chun is busy now.

Everyone knows that Youzhou is in danger now.

Everyone knows that the Hussars are watching from outside...

But what’s the use of knowing, or just knowing?

In fact, many things are often done to cover up something, just like the leather shoe knocked on the podium. People see a broken shoe, but who knows it is to cover up another shoe!

  This kind of thing is not uncommon, but the point now is that Youzhou is still competing with the Cavalry, and it does not have a huge advantage. Whether it is externally or internally, Youzhou is facing such great pressure. But at such a time, such a thing happened. Was this intentional or was it deliberate carelessness?

No one can tell.

But there are some things that are not always unclear, nor can they be made clear by pretending to be clear.

Just like now, some things are not clear, so Lei Zhong and others also don’t know what to do.

Is it an enemy, a friend, or something else.

Lei Zhong looked at the faces of the military academy sergeants around him one by one, very carefully.

The vast majority of these people are grassroots non-commissioned officers and veterans who have crawled out of the pile of dead bodies.

Their attitude towards this matter can be said to represent the attitude of the soldiers in Youzhou who are not directly under the Cao family...

Everyone was avoiding Lei Zhong's gaze at first, but soon someone straightened up and faced Lei Zhong's gaze without dodging. Then more people began to look at Lei Zhong, and even some eagerness appeared in their eyes.

They had all heard about the treatment of the Hussars.

  The reason why I haven’t thought about this before is that I haven’t given up yet, right?

When the passion dies down and the heart is completely dead, then the original standards of good and evil are no longer so important.

They didn't say anything before because they knew no one would care even if they did.

Knowingly breaking the law, knowingly making mistakes but not correcting them, using the Spring and Autumn style of writing and avoiding the important issues, isn't this the traditional art of Shandong?

At most, a bland notice would be issued and that would be the end of the matter.

It’s all been dealt with, what else do you want?

  But is this just one thing? Just one thing?

In Shandong, since the time of Emperors Huan and Ling, there have been many people who have insulted the frontier soldiers by calling them brainless warriors and insulting civility.

During the Yellow Turban Rebellion, they begged for mercy from everyone, but when the rebellion was quelled, they turned against us immediately. Isn't that enough?

As for other acts of greed, fraud, extortion, etc., there are too many to list.

If basins of cold water or even ice water are poured down like this, even red-hot molten steel will condense into gray-black iron blocks in waves of white smoke and gray fog that make it difficult to see clearly.

These soldiers from Youzhou don't want to fight anymore.

At least, I don't want to fight for Cao's army...

"Yeah." Lei nodded, "Okay, since everyone is saying this... I'll go there."

The atmosphere among the crowd, which was originally a bit tense, suddenly became light and cheerful.

Originally, the responsibilities of family, country and the world were imposed on these Cao army soldiers by their superiors, and they were forced to take them on. But now that they don't want to take on the responsibilities for these guys, they suddenly feel relieved.

"Boss, we'll follow you anyway!"

"Yes, Captain Lei is our leader!"

"Don't call me captain. This time I'll be at least a lieutenant!"

"Oh, Boss, please help us get some more money!"

Lei Zhong was a little surprised, and turned to the sergeant who asked for money and asked, "Why do you suddenly ask for money?"

"Haha, these days, you can forget about getting promoted. My wife ran away with someone else, and I'm left with nothing! All I can do is ask for more money. How else can I live?"

(End of this chapter)