Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 274 Mangshan
Wang Wenzuo was about to respond, when Jin Renwen suddenly pointed to a stretch of mountains on the south bank of the river, "Do you know where that is?"

"I don't know!" Wang Wenzuo shook his head.

"That is Mount Mang, and after this mountain is Luoyang City!" Jin Ren asked with a smile: "Seeing this mountain, we are not far from the Heyang River Bridge!"

"Oh!" Wang Wenzuo replied in a daze. Obviously, he was not clear about the Mang Mountain, Luoyang City, and Heyang River Bridge that Jin Renwen mentioned.Jin Renwen saw this and said with a smile, "Sanlang, have you ever been to Luoyang before?"

"I've been here before—" Wang Wenzuo paused when he said this. He came to Luoyang before he crossed over. Thousands of years have completely changed the local terrain, so he can't recognize it now.

"Oh, that must have come to Luoyang from the direction of Yique or Hulao!" Jin Renwen was obviously in the middle of a conversation. At this time, Dinghui and Yi Jilian Bode had also left the cabin, and Jin Renwen pointed to Mang on the south shore. Mountain, and pointed to the river upstream: "More than 100 years ago, a famous war broke out here. He Liuhun of the Eastern Wei Dynasty led the army from Jinyang to the south, crossed the river from the Heyang River Bridge, and fought with Mangshan. Let’s break the Yuwen Black Otter of the Western Wei Dynasty. Tomorrow, after crossing the river from the Heqiao, we will stop for a while when we pass Mang Mountain, and see how King Gao defeated the Yuwen Black Otter!”

"King Gao? Yuwen Black Otter?" Dinghui and Yiji Lianbode came to ask questions with great interest when they heard these two names. Jin Renwen also patiently explained, while Wang Wenzuo stood aside, watching a Silla man Explaining to two Japanese people the great war between East and West Wei more than 100 years ago, I suddenly felt very absurd. Maybe the three people in front of me were closer to Tang people than myself.

"Director Jin, do you mean that there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers in both armies in this battle?" Ding Hui asked.

"According to the historical records of the Tang Dynasty, the Eastern Army's Bingzhou Army under He Liuhun's command alone has [-] people. The specific strength of the Western Army is not detailed, but the difference should not be large. Otherwise, Yuwen Black Otter would not dare to take the initiative to fight. The army beheaded a total of [-]!"

"Then the two armies add up to 20 troops?" Yiji Lianbode said in shock: "The Tang Dynasty is really a big country. Even if it is divided into two countries, the East and the West, they can both have so many troops!"

"No, no!" Jin Renwen hurriedly explained: "At that time, there were three countries in total, and only two of them were at war, and there was one country that hadn't participated in the war!"

"Doesn't that mean that the combined armies of the three countries at that time were 30?" Igilian Bode asked.

"No, it should be much more. After all, the Eastern Wei and Western Wei had to leave enough troops to guard against the barbarians in the Southern Liang and the North. At that time, the combined army of the three countries should have exceeded one million!"

"Million? It's really an unimaginable big country!" Igilein Bod sighed.

"Boss Jin!" Dinghui was quite calm: "A battle involving 20 people sounds unbelievable! It's not that the poor monk doubts you, but that battle happened more than 100 years ago. You I only read it from Tang Ren's books!"

"What does Zen Master mean?"

"Could it be that the history books of the Tang people were exaggerated?" Ding Hui said with a smile: "After all, exaggerating the number of troops to show off martial arts and intimidate the enemy is also a common method in the art of war, right?"

"Oh? Didn't expect Chan Master Dinghui to know the art of war?" Jin Ren asked, his eyes lit up.

"Don't dare!" Dinghui said with a smile: "However, the poor monk once read "Sun Tzu" in Chang'an. Far, far away to show near.' Then if there are many soldiers, pretend to be few, and if there are few soldiers, pretend to be many, isn't it a common method in the art of war?"

"Hahaha!" Jin Renwen laughed twice, and asked Igilian Pod beside him, "What do you think?"

"What I see is the same as my friend!" Igillian Bode replied: "This is what I think. If a hundred thousand troops are formed into a battle formation, counting five formations and one person at a time, how can the 10 troops form a battle formation?" Isn’t it twenty or thirty miles long? Such a long battle formation, the drums and flags can’t be heard, and the commander can’t command at all, how can the two armies fight?”

"What about Saburo?" Jin Ren asked, turning his gaze to Wang Wenzuo.

"The last general thinks that this number may vary by 2 to [-] people, but the difference will not be too big!" Wang Wenzuo replied decisively: "What Ijilian Bode said is actually not a problem. If I remember correctly, This battle started at dawn and was not over until dusk. It was repeated several times. In the end, although the Eastern Army won, it also suffered huge losses and was unable to pursue the victory. No matter how strong a man is, it is impossible to fight from morning to night, and the same is true for war horses. , so the two sides must be divided into several formations. You just said five formations, but if there are three or four formations, wouldn't it mean that the front line is only seven or eight miles long? command!"

"Not bad, not bad!" Jin Ren asked with a smile and said, "San Lang is indeed an expert, just guessing is almost the same as what people who have personally experienced it!"

"A person who saw it with his own eyes?" Ding Hui was taken aback: "Director Jin, didn't you just say that the great war happened more than a hundred years ago? Isn't the person who experienced it personally at least 120 years old? Is there such a long-lived person?"

"Hehe!" Jin Renwen laughed twice: "I have never seen anyone who experienced it personally, but I have read their oral family biographies, and there are more than one. Almost all have descriptions of the Battle of Mangshan. There are many coincidences in what I just said!"

Hearing Dinghui and Yiji Lianbode's amazement, Wang Wenzuo was not surprised: the four dynasties of Western Wei, Northern Zhou, Sui, and Tang all started in the land of Guanlong, and the change of dynasties is nothing but a reshuffle within the ruling group. The Battle of Mangshan has been going on for more than a hundred years, but the descendants of many participants in the Western Army are still dignitaries in Chang'an City!For example, today’s son’s great-grandfather (Li Yan) and great-grandmother’s father (Dugu Xin) fought side by side on the battlefield, and there were countless people with lower official positions. These people must have kept a lot of original materials about the war in their homes, such as Xun Books, dictated notes, etc.Given that Jin Renwen has a wide range of acquaintances, it is not difficult to verify it if he is determined. Compared with the historical books handed down from later generations, the reliability of these original materials is obviously much higher. Even if there are mistakes and omissions, as long as they are compared and confirmed , Come to the field investigation again, the truth will be revealed soon.

"The two sides each have an army of more than [-], and they have lined up several times, fighting each other repeatedly for a whole day!" Yiji Lianbode shook his head and sighed: "This is really unbelievable!"

(End of this chapter)