Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1827

There was a bonfire burning inside the gatehouse. Although it was warm, it felt a bit more chaotic. Mu Jing wore a thin cloak and walked out of the gatehouse.

The cool wind swishes, covered with ice and snow.

A chill rose directly from his back and spread all over his body, making him shiver all over.

This made him sober up a bit.

Standing on the city wall, overlooking the outside of the city, the outside of the city is shrouded in white snow and ice, and the silver light occupies the only color between heaven and earth.

"In the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, in such a seasonal climate, I should lie comfortably in the bed and enjoy life, but why, the heavens are chaotic, and the world is in conflict!"

Mu Jing expressed his feelings: "The turmoil in this world will always make people unable to sleep!"

"My Han Dynasty, after all, I can't escape this calamity!"

Liu Bei also came out, and his eyes followed Mu Jing's. What Mu Jing saw was his mood, but what he saw was the world, the world of a big man.

He had a premonition in his heart that the Han dynasty might really be coming to an end.

As the royal family of the Liu family, there is still some grief and indignation in his heart.

The royal family of Liu Han, whose 400 years of dignity, may be coming to an end soon, who is not sad.

No one wants to be king and emperor from the beginning.

Whether it is Cao Cao or Liu Bei, in fact, they have been pushed forward step by step by the times when they have come to this point. During the Yellow Turban Uprising many years ago, they were just loyal ministers and generals of the court, but they only wanted to suppress the rebellion. His hope is nothing more than the hope that he can be named a marquis and a prime minister.

But no one would have thought that this battle pushed them into troubled times, and made them come to today step by step, becoming princes of one party, and they even hoped to be the ninety-five kings.

But no matter what, they still have the Han Dynasty in their hearts.

In history, Cao Cao held great power but did not call himself emperor all his life. Although Liu Bei separatized the southwest and established the Kingdom of Shu, what he cared most about was the name of his so-called Uncle Liu. He would not be the emperor of Shu who would inherit the world. I know, but he is Uncle Liu Huang.

When the Han Dynasty is about to fall, whether it is Cao Cao or Liu Bei, it is indeed uncomfortable.

"Even if the Han Dynasty collapsed, it would be the fault of your Liu family descendants!"

Mu Jing said lightly.

"If it weren't for the chaos of the Yellow Turban, how could the foundation of our Han Dynasty be shaken?"

Liu Bei said angrily.

Throughout the past hundred years of the Han Dynasty, there have been turmoil, even eunuchs and relatives, but the only thing that shook the foundation of the Han Dynasty was the chaos of the Yellow Turban.

In the 400 years of the Han Dynasty, the belonging of the people's hearts has already been deeply rooted. It is said that the world is compared to Liu Han, but it was the Yellow Turban Rebellion that swept through the eight states, and the people of the Han Dynasty were completely wiped out.

"Yellow Turban?"

Mu Jing couldn't help but sneer: "If you say that, then I'll have a good fight with you today!"

He said coldly: "Han, two dynasties, spanning 400 years, Liu Han's power has climbed to the extreme, and the ownership of the subjects of the world is indisputable. Yes, but why can a magic stick and a group of mud-legged people destroy the foundation of your Han family?"

Hearing this, Liu Bei was a little dull, but his expression was a little gloomy.

Smart people don't dare to speak wildly. After all, some words are spoken, which represent the grade of a person. He can deny this fact, but he can't lose the face of Liu Han's royal family.

The so-called Yellow Turban Rebellion, Zhang Jiao was just a magician of the Taiping Dao, and the Yellow Turban Army that swept the world was just a group of ordinary farmers, tenants, people at the bottom of this society.

But they just overturned the foundation of the entire Han dynasty.

"The survivors of Qin Fen VI can achieve hegemony, but your Han Dynasty has lost its own country, and it is only three or five generations!" Mu Jing sneered: "Don't push the responsibility, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked, How sad it is to be a child without such ability to sit on the Ninth Five-Year Plan!"

The downfall of the Han Dynasty did not happen overnight, but was passed down over the years and accumulated from generation to generation. There is only one so-called eunuch meddling in politics and foreign relatives domineering. In the end, the power fell, and then it began to evolve into turmoil.

"In the past, both Chen Sheng and Wu Guang once said that princes and generals should have kindness, but you have never thought about whether it is important to inherit the blood or the subjects of the world to sit in this position!"

Mu Jing was as cold as ice, and pierced Liu Bei's heart: "The Yellow Turban Rebellion, in the final analysis, has only one reason, that is, the imperial court has no way to let the people live a good life. A group of hungry and panic-stricken people, against them , is just a helpless but only choice, who has enough to eat and a bed to warm, but also wants to make a living with swords and blood!"

"It's been like this in all dynasties, why not!"

Liu Bei said coldly: "The old Zhou Dynasty, the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, and the pre-Qin Dynasty were not all like this. They just wanted the name to be just and sound, so that the subjects of the world could belong to each other. If everyone in the world could go to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, wouldn't it be chaos in the world? !"

"Isn't the world in chaos today?"

Mu Jing asked back.

But Liu Bei was silent. The turbulent world is the sorrow that Liu Han can't erase.

"Sometimes your justifiable thinking is precisely because the world cannot record the world's dynasties!" Mu Jing laughed a little.

Inheritance by blood, inheriting a dynasty, shouldering the life and death of the subjects of the world, and deciding one's position from birth, this is a kind of sadness in itself.

If it's your own thing, it doesn't matter, but the ninth-five-year-old is not just power, it is power. Just because a child has the blood of the nine-fifth-year-old, he can suddenly ascend to the throne and bring the world Come, is it not a kind of turmoil.

"If you win the world in Ming Dynasty, won't you be like this in the future?" Liu Bei mocked.

"If my great Ming wins the world, one day you will see a different world!"

Mu Jing said calmly.

He is not from this feudal era, and he has never thought of passing on his father's career to his son. Some things need to be changed. If the centralized imperial power cannot be shaken, then he can change the situation of sitting on the throne.

Besides, although he is still young, he has not produced anything these years. Whether he will be able to give birth to a son in the future is another matter.

He came back from the future. Even in the technologically advanced 21st century, infertility is still a big problem. If you can't conceive, you can't force it.

"I really want to see what's different!"

There was a complex light in Liu Bei's eyes.

He doesn't know if he can see the future, he is in a precarious state, he is very insecure, and he even feels that his life may be sacrificed by Mu Jing at any time.

"There will be this opportunity!"

Mu Jing smiled faintly, he never thought of killing Liu Bei, for the world, Liu Bei's future is still some residual value.

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a day later.

When Zhang Liao returned to the city, he brought back the Eighth Battalion of the Artillery Army, but it was damaged a lot, and there were less than ten cannons that he could bring back, and the rest were blown up.

"How's the battle going?"

Mu Jing asked coldly.

"They reacted very quickly. When I arrived with my troops, they had already started to attack. The artillery army counterattacked fiercely. Under the power of the artillery, they were forced to retreat!"

Zhang Liao reported: "I led the troops to attack at the right time and passed through their flanks. Although they did not defeat them, they also disrupted their formation and they were not able to withdraw. However, the tiger and leopard cavalry were very fast. , When we were covering the retreat of the artillery army, their attack also brought us a lot of trouble, forcing us to damage our own artillery!"

"fine!"

Mu Jing breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the captain of the Eighth Battalion, Mu Ling, and said, "Just bring it back!"

"Your Majesty, I will plead guilty at the end, and the cover will not be good at the end, resulting in leaking traces, please punish me!"

Mu Ling is in his early 20s. Although his surname is Mu, he is not from the Mu family. He was given the surname Mu by Mu Jing. He was even with Mu Jing, and was later released, so he started working in the army step by step, from the chief of the army to the military marquis to the current artillery school lieutenant, he has made outstanding achievements.

"It's good that people come back!"

Mu Jing smiled: "It's impossible to cover every aspect of a hundred secrets. From when you were discovered to when you resisted and didn't let the Artillery Army be captured by them, I'm already very satisfied!"

He also predicted this situation. Now the Artillery Army is like a net, hiding around the eldest son city, some far away, some nearer. Although they are all hidden, it is impossible to keep in front of Cao Cao's hundreds of thousands of troops Did not reveal any clues.

In fact, the current game is whether Cao Cao can find out Mujing's hole cards, and whether Mujing can hide his hole cards until the spring battle, this is the key to victory.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. My battalion has lost so many cannons, and Erlang has also lost some. I'm ashamed to have such a strong trust in Your Majesty!" Mu Ling was a little bit sad and angry. The more Mu Jing didn't care, the more uncomfortable he was. Although he was born in Mujing's personal guard, he has a lot of self-esteem, and he doesn't want people to think that he is relying on Mujing's preference for the upper position.

But this time, so many battalions were not found, but their eighth battalion showed signs, and was forced to self-destruct their weapons and fled in a panic.

"The war has just begun, there is no need to be like this, no matter what, we must cheer up first, even if there is, it will be after the war!"

Mu Jing patted Mu Ling and said, "It's a good thing that you retreated smoothly. Although there are not many artillery pieces, it's okay to help defend the city!"

"Yes!"

Mu Ling gritted his teeth, he knew what Mu Jing said was right, it was before the decisive battle, even if he wanted to take the punishment, it would be after the great battle.

"Go and rest first!"

Mu Jing said softly.

"Yes!"

Mu Ling retreated.

"Wen Yuan, can't you respond in advance?"

Only then did Mu Jing ask Zhang Liao, his gloomy voice was a bit cold and stern, he didn't care as much as he seemed on the surface, you must know that every cannon is the confidence of the Ming army.

This time the loss is so big, the confidence is annoying.

"We reacted quickly, and they didn't react too slowly. They didn't think too much, and attacked directly. In addition, the tiger and leopard cavalry's combat power is relatively strong, which constrains my tactics and makes it impossible for me to respond to them immediately!"

Zhang Liao smiled wryly.

"Why didn't Ma Chao manage to pull the main force of the tiger and leopard riders!"

"The key is Lu Bu!" Zhang Liao helped Ma Chao this time, and he said in a low voice, "Although Lu Bu doesn't have many Bingzhou wolf riders, but with the main force under his command, it's still possible to restrain Ma Chao. Ma Chao doesn't dare The fight was too hard. After all, in the twelfth lunar month of winter, one thousand enemies are killed and one thousand is harmed. It is really hard to fight, not to mention whether Lu Bu can be defeated, but the cavalry under his command really cannot come back. Now our Ming army is most lacking. The main force of the army is not the soldiers guarding the city, but these elite cavalry!"

When Mu Jing heard this, he immediately understood that what Ma Chao had done was right, he could go to war with Lu Bu, but the shopping was too much, and now is not the time, no one will gain anything by fighting hard at this time.

He paced back and forth on the top of the city, thought for a while, and said: "Then we can't let these tiger and leopard riders be so arrogant all the time, we have to think of a way!"

He can let the Artillery Army be discovered, but if he is swept away by Li Ting, then he will be exposed, and it will be him who will suffer at that time.

"What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

"Map!"

"exist!"

"Wen Yuan, I've thought about it. I plan to build a line of defense in Huaishui Town, fifty miles east, and another station on Ma Ding Mountain in the south. The southeast echoes to form a line of defense that can deter the Wei army!"

"That requires troops!"

"For now, the troops defending the city are still sufficient. We can deploy some troops to go out. Two points, plus our eldest son city, form a triangle defense!"

Mu Jing said: "This is also of great benefit to us in the upcoming battle!"

"From a tactical point of view, it is indeed a very good suggestion, but I am afraid that Wei Jun will put all his eggs in one basket. At that time, we will have no time to adjust the formation, and we will appear to be at a disadvantage!"

"They want to put all their eggs in one basket, there is no doubt about it, and in terms of their strength, even if their defense is two points, they still have enough troops to cross the border and attack the eldest son city!"

"Then why, Your Majesty?"

"Tactics are tactics, and strategies are strategies. It doesn't matter what strategy they use, and they don't have to think too much about it. But in terms of tactics, this arrangement is actually the best. Compared with guarding the eldest son city alone, the combination of outside the city and inside the city Formation, maybe it is possible to fight back!"

Mu Jing said decisively: "And I can't let them treat the outside of the eldest son city as a prairie where horses can ride freely, and they have to restrict the mobility of their cavalry!"

Hearing this, Zhang Liao's eyes became hot: "This is a very good targeted arrangement. Not to mention the problem between tactics and strategy, just limiting the mobility of the Wei army's cavalry is enough for us to divide our troops outside the city!"

He thought for a while, and said: "However, while being cautious, I still want to participate in politics with Xi, Chen Shangshu and the others can discuss it!"

"Yeah!" Mu Jing nodded, "That's all I have in mind. The key is that you still need to discuss the arrangement with Zhicai and Gongtai, and make the plan more detailed!"

"Yes!" Zhang Liao turned around and entered the city, looking for Xi Zhicai and Chenggong in the military camp. Mu Jing was stationed on the city wall to inspire the soldiers, but they had to deal with military affairs, so they had to stay in the military camp in the city.

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The weather is getting colder, and the food and grass of the Ming army are getting less and less, which makes their life even more difficult. Now they can only maintain half a bread every day.

The food in the city is already pretty good, if it is consumed like this, it will not take a few days, and it will be a matter of time before the food runs out.

But Mujing is still stable.

He called Li Yan: "Can food and grass be transported to the north?"

"Search everything that can be searched!"

Li Yan smiled wryly: "The common people have started to gnaw on the bark. Those who were frozen to death and starved to death have already littered the field with corpses. It is basically impossible to scrape food and grass from Shangdang!"

"Hey!"

Mu Jing sighed: "It seems that sooner or later we will run out of food!"

He still trusted Xu Shu.

Trust Xu Shu to transport grain and grass northward.

It's just that it's hard to say at this time, after all, the food road is difficult, even if Xu Shu is delayed for a while, there is nothing wrong with it.

"How is the morale of the army?"

"There was some turmoil before, but our ideological and political department has calmed it down. In addition, the military justice department has also dealt with ruthless hands. The soldiers of the turmoil have used heavy duty!"

Li Yan said: "As long as there is still a bite to eat, it's not a big problem. After all, our sons and daughters have all been baptized by the court, and they are mentally prepared to share weal and woe. But if there is no food for more than three days, it's hard to say!"

He sighed: "People who are hungry and panic can do anything. The Yellow Turban Rebellion back then is the best testimony. The rioters I saw at that time were all hungry and desperate. Will raise the butcher knife to kill!"

"Do not worry!"

Mu Jing forced a smile: "We have to believe that Xu Yuanzhi will not disappoint our trust, he will definitely be able to transport the food to Shangdang within a few days!"

(End of this chapter)