A Weird Theater That Started In London

Due to the abuses of the clan celebrities who presided over the evaluation of the township and controlled the election process, the inspection system continued to collapse, and a new class appeared in the society. They served as officials from generation to generation, and according to the rank of the generations, the highest was the big clan, or Called aristocratic family, big surname, and high school, the second one becomes small surname or poor family.

According to this social concept and standard, Binzhou Lu is definitely not a high-ranking surname.

Ding Yuan once sent someone to investigate Lu Li's family background. Within the five generations, the direct line had a record of being an official:

In the Five Dynasties, Zu Keji was named Cheng Cheng of Taiyuan County.

Gaozu Wen'an was the magistrate of Pingtao.

The great ancestor is often the county lieutenant of Pingtao.

Grandfather Chengji is the owner of Pingtao.

The father is the thief Cao of Pingtao County.

One generation is inferior to one generation, and all of them are officials of the shogunate, which is not considered to be a family of eunuchs, let alone aristocratic family.

Of course, compared with the people of Qianshou, Taiyuan Lu is countless times stronger.

In addition, Ding Yuan is not a superficial person who only sees his status. After all, he has risen at the end of his life. If I really want to talk about it, his family background is not as good as Lu Li.

He awakened his war spirit at a young age, his future was limitless, and he was born with great looks, and his daughter was determined to marry.

Therefore, after some trade-offs, Ding Yuan feels that he only needs to observe for a while, and if there is no problem with character, the marriage can be fixed.

When the time comes, there will be a son-in-law who will be the first, and a son-in-law, Lu Li.

Thinking of this, Ding Yuan's eyes looked at Lu Li softer.

"Meng Ming joked."

"With an old man, why worry about Xiao Xiaoxiao?"

When the words were over, a hearty laugh came from the carriage.

"..."

Lu Li was speechless for a while.

What is the master's idea?

There is no love for no reason. Even if he is thirsty for talents, it won't be like this, right?

You know, when my elder brother Zhang Liao came to seek refuge, he never enjoyed such treatment...

At this time, Song Xian, who was acting as the vanguard officer, came over and said loudly: "I'm the lord, three miles ahead is Baiqushui, do I need to build a bridge?"

If there are not many troops, they can directly step on the ice. However, the number of county soldiers rushing to the north this time is 20,000. No matter how thick the ice is, they can't support such a heavy weight.

As a veteran, Ding Yuan's battlefield experience is quite rich. He did not hesitate to issue orders directly: "Cut down trees and build bridges, and rest on the spot. After half an hour, the whole army will cross the river full."

"promise!"

Song Xianyi, who brushed his presence in front of the lord, bowed his hand and then pulled the rein. Before leaving, this guy nodded towards Lu Li who was the general of Yamen, and a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Not long after, only Lu Li and Ding Yuan were left beside the frame, and the other guards were scattered around, guarding carefully.

However, Xu Shi was bored without the interruption of others, and there was another voice in the car:

"Meng Ming, do you know the art of war?"

"The general is not talented, if it weren't for Brother Wenyuan to allocate one or two, I'm afraid that even the military establishment will not be clear."

Hearing this, Ding Yuan frowned slightly, thinking that Lu Li was self-effacing, and directly spoke out to test the school:

"Young people don't want to hide their clumsiness. When they show their sharpness, let's talk about it, if in spring, what kind of countermeasures should be used to cross the river?"

"Yes."

Lu Chengxin’s feelings are complex, with mixed joys and sorrows. What is happy is that Zhang Liao once said that what is worried about is the attitude of the lord, which is really elusive.

Reminiscing briefly, he replied:

"The white canal water is manually excavated to irrigate the fields. Therefore, although the river is wide, the water is not turbulent. You can send a strange army to chop the wooden sac to cut off the water at night and make the army cross the river."

My elder brother once said that this method is time-consuming and labor-intensive, but it is the most secure. You don't have to worry about being attacked or interfered by the enemy while building a bridge.

Ding Yuan, who was sitting in the car, nodded slightly, stroked his beard under his chin, and asked: "If a thief strikes it halfway while our army is crossing the river, what should I do?"

Lu Li raised his brows and said in his heart: Could Brother Wenyuan be able to tell the prophet?

As soon as the thought emerged, he was pressed down, and he responded in a deep voice: "The Huns are vulgar and do not know the art of war, so they can drown the dragon by tricks!"

Hundreds of years ago, when Chu and Han fought, Han Xin and Xiang Yu's fierce generals and dragons fought in Weishui.

When the two armies faced each other, Han Xin ordered more than 10,000 cloth bags to be made overnight, filled with sand, and piled up in the upper reaches of Weishui during the night to create barrier water. During the day, he led half of the army across the river, attacking Longqi, and pretending to be defeated. .

Upon seeing this, Long Qi shouted: "I know I am afraid." Then he led the Chu army to pursue it. Seeing his bait, Han Xin ordered the soldiers to break the weir to release the water. Tens of thousands of Chu troops were punched from the middle, and their morale fell sharply.

Even Long Qi, a general of Chu State who is well versed in the use of soldiers, was hit by this trick, let alone the Huns.

At this time, Ding Yuan laughed again, becoming more satisfied with the candidate for son-in-law, Lu Li.

"It's February now, so you don't have to be so troublesome. If you encounter an enemy's harassment, you can rely on the strength of your bow and crossbow to cover a few cavalry to cross the river first and fight with them first."

With that said, Ding Yuan walked out of the frame with a very relaxed expression, as if he was leading a troop on an outing. I am afraid that even Zhang Liao, who guards the Chinese army camp, can't do that.

Almost the same time.

Outside Yunzhong County, the looted Jin clan also deployed before the battle. He was prepared to take advantage of the current morale to take advantage of Dingxiang County, where he met with the leader of Xiutugehu to discuss major issues.

Suddenly, the two riders rushed.

The scouts sent to explore the way forward sent a military report that the officers and soldiers had camped and built bridges in Baiqushui.

Combining the information sent by the Yellow Turban Army not long ago, Jin looked at the tribal leaders around him, and said in silence for a moment: "The Han army has been on a horse since the assembly in Jiuyuan. In less than two days, it has rushed for nearly a thousand miles in Dingxiang. I only stayed in the city for one night, and I sent troops early this morning~www.readwn.com~ has arrived in the township."

"This is a rush to fight us!"

After a short pause, Jin's tone became abrupt: "If the king's expectation is not bad, then tonight, the Han army will cross the Baiqu water."

As the Zuoxian King of the Southern Huns, he has been despised so far, especially at the moment when he killed the Bingzhou provincial governor and his morale skyrocketed. Seeing the Han army so arrogant, he wanted to annihilate him!

On the contrary, Du Quan, who had just been promoted and had a preliminary grasp of military power, felt a sudden in his heart, and said calmly:

"The enemy will cross, what countermeasures does the king have? Should we temporarily avoid the front of the army, or attack it head-on?"

When he heard the words evading Bingfeng, Zuo Xian Wang Jin's face showed unhappiness.

After sweeping away, I saw that the proponent was the Han who made great contributions last night and offered the first rank in the history of the citadel. Jin's complexion was slightly stunned, and every word was halted: "Half-cross hit it."

Immediately afterwards, another brawny man wearing left gussets squeezed in and shouted: "The Han army is no more than 20,000 people, and is dominated by foot soldiers. ..."