Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Zhu Ling felt that his judgment should be correct.

Hebei is indeed no stranger to crossbows. One of the three elite soldiers that Emperor Shizu relied on to pacify the world was Jizhou Qiangnu.

When General Yuan was fighting against Gongsun Zan, he had two crossbowmen under his command.

After Prime Minister Cao took charge of Jizhou, he also inspected and reorganized the crossbowmen. Previously, Tongguan was able to defeat the two men of Han and Ma, and the Jizhou crossbowmen also made achievements.

Zhu Ling himself was originally from Jizhou, so he knew the crossbow soldiers very well.

The result is now...

Zhu Ling did not give any orders while he was distracted, but the soldiers on the pontoon watched General Lu Zhao fall into the river and retreated in tacit agreement.

Seeing that the still-living general looked sad, the clever soldiers tied a spear with an iron hook and used the hook to fish Lu Zhao's body out of the martial arts water.

Zhu Ling didn't look anymore and glanced across the river.

More than a thousand crossbowmen from the rebel army on the opposite side were lined up in three rows. The crossbowmen at the front were holding their crossbows and facing the pontoon bridge, ready for battle.

The rebel army's main formation was not chaotic at all. Zhu Ling did not see clearly the confrontation over there, but he could clearly see that the army's retreat was slow and unhurried.

This team of crossbowmen must be defeated. The chasing team alone cannot seize this praise lane!

Zhu Ling instantly made a judgment in his mind.

Then...the next step is execution.

He signaled his guards to come over and put on his armor, and at the same time conveyed the order in an orderly manner:

Order the long-standing pawns to line up in front. Anyone who refuses to advance but retreats will be killed!

If you take the long card, I will take the lead!

After putting on the armor, Zhu Ling carefully fastened his robe, held a long card in his right hand, and an iron hook in his left hand. He held a halberd at his waist and took the lead to stand at the pontoon bridge.

As the order was conveyed, the soldiers, also holding long cards, lined up behind Zhu Ling in twos and threes.

Looking sideways at Lu Zhao's body, Zhu Ling didn't say anything, but simply tapped the long card with the iron hook.

The iron hook set and the Meng iron long card collided, and the sound of the collision spread extremely far in this cold weather.

Some soldiers also started tapping their weapons, and the fear in their hearts seemed to be vented a little, and other soldiers soon joined in.

Du Xi was riding high up and could clearly see everything happening south of Wugong Water. He could also hear the knocking sound of the weapon very clearly.

In fifteen breaths, Zhu Ling went from tapping alone to a group of people, and the sounds also changed from scattered to neat.

As a result, the previously depressed morale gradually eased, which made Du Xi very satisfied.

Turning his eyes to the side, he saw the rear of Zhu Ling's army formation. The military officers were watching coldly from behind with their swords in hand.

This made Du Xi's expression soften:

I heard before that Zhu Wenbo had a good command of his troops, but now I have seen it with my own eyes.

On the west bank of Wugong Water, Huo Jun was waiting in full formation. Seeing the armored general on the opposite side carrying a long card and stepping onto the pontoon bridge, he couldn't help but feel very troubled.

When he was counting on the opponent to rush to the middle of the pontoon, Huo Jun just raised his hand:

put!

The intensive firing of the powerful crossbows still achieved success. Huo Jun saw some crossbow arrows passing through the long cards, and the sounds of pain from the soldiers on the opposite side could be heard one after another.

But that's not right...

Huo Jun looked slightly regretful.

After experiencing many battles in Yizhou Hanzhong and the Wuzhangyuan, Huo Jun was no stranger to battle formations.

People who were about to die did not have enough strength to make them cry. Just like in the previous rounds, they were either shot to death with a muffled sound, or died after a few moans.

This situation now shows that this round of salvos did not accomplish much.

Zhu Ling looked at the crossbow arrow on the long card in front of him and let out a sigh of relief.

His long card is Mu Meng Iron, where the entire crossbow arrow penetrates halfway and gets stuck.

There's drama!

So Zhu Ling shouted loudly to encourage morale:

The thieves' crossbows are weak, but if they hold a long card to protect everyone, they will be defeated!

As a result, the morale of Cao's army improved slightly.

This sentence also reached Huo Jun's ears, and his response was simple:

Line up a crossbow formation and shoot with half a breath!

The Zhijiang troops immediately began to change their formations. Some of the troops holding crossbows immediately withdrew to the rear of the line, and then abandoned their crossbows and merged into the formation as they had drilled beforehand.

One-five means that a crossbowman has five auxiliary soldiers, and the crossbowman selects the one with the most accurate shot among the six.

All the crossbowman has to do is to hold up the powerful crossbow, aim and shoot, drop the empty crossbow at his feet, and then wait for the person behind him to hand over another powerful crossbow with a strung string in his hand, and the process starts over and over again.

The five auxiliary soldiers lined up behind him, with a clear division of labor. They recovered the empty crossbow, installed the winch, cocked it, unloaded the winch, loaded the crossbow arrow, and then handed it to the crossbowman.

And this idle shooting was an instruction given by Huo Junchuang, which meant that he could shoot at will.

So once again, after Zhu Ling finished inflating his strength, Cao Jun suffered a more violent crossbow attack than before.

A dull bubu sound can be heard almost every breath, which is the sound of the crossbow arrows being nailed to the long card.

Occasionally there were screams and the sound of falling water.

As a result, Cao Jun's advance became slower, and Zhu Ling's heart sank.

Before today, who would have thought that Liu Beijun had such a powerful crossbow?

Therefore, although there are long cards in the army, many of them are scrawled wooden long cards, such as the Mongolian iron long cards in his hand.

But now that he still has a hundred steps to face the thief, the wooden long card is no longer very useful.

If you get within fifty steps, I'm afraid you won't be able to get the Mengtie Long Card in your hand!

Zhu Ling made up his mind in an instant, and after exchanging glances with the soldiers behind him, the soldiers understood and carefully moved to the front and also raised the long sign.

Then several people took a deep breath and shouted together:

kill!

The crossbow arrows are like locusts, and the long cards are like walls.

Push hard against the wall and clear the way!

At this moment, relying on the tacit understanding with the soldiers, Zhu Ling and the others rushed nearly forty steps without losing by relying on their long cards.

But as expected, the closer they got to the crossbow formation, the heavier their crossbow arrows became. And with the charge, they soon became the key targets of Jinnu. At this distance, Zhu Ling also heard the order from the opponent's leader:

The left part shoots in the middle, and the right part shoots as usual!

Forced shooting... It should be pressure shooting, right? Zhu Ling's mind was spinning with random thoughts, but he still kept walking.

At eighty paces, one of the five soldiers groaned and was hit by an arrow, but still resisted and pushed forward together.

At sixty steps, two soldiers had been shot over, and Changpai's defense was no longer thorough.

At the forty pace, three soldiers who were already on the verge of collapse took the initiative to break away from the formation and rush forward to clear the way with their lives. Zhu Ling's eyes turned red in an instant.

After approaching another ten steps, Zhu Ling already had a vague idea in his mind:

Just one more rush! Approaching the person who gave the order, you can see that his figure is definitely not a fierce general. As long as he attacks the enemy and saves it, it is possible to break the situation!

But what made Zhu Ling despair was that the person who gave the order slowly raised a larger crossbow, aimed it at him, and then pulled the trigger.

The arrow from such a distance made Zhu Ling feel his scalp numb. Under the control of his body's crisis instinct, he instinctively rolled on the spot to avoid the arrow.

Zhu Ling survived, but Zhu Ling felt no joy at all, and was even a little annoyed.

This roll actually interrupted the forward momentum. The opponent had already slowed down. Even if they crossed this distance, they probably wouldn't be able to cause a disturbance.

And he could hear that the soldiers behind him who were shouting for encouragement also fell silent, probably because they thought he had been hit by an arrow when they saw him fall down.

Even though he was found to be fine at this time,... his courage was exhausted.

Huo Jun could clearly see the other party's intention, so he cursed:

The letter bird Rudi Xie!

You still want to imitate General Guan and take your father's head?

Someone behind him handed over a loaded crossbow, and Huo Jun aimed another arrow. Unfortunately, this time there was still no success, and he just shot through the opponent's arm.

But when Cao Jiang rolled up again, he picked up a long card from the ground, carried it behind his back, and ran away.

So the people beside Huo Jun all shouted loudly for a while, cheering for this short victory.

Du Xi sighed sadly to himself from high up. He could see that Zhu Ling had tried his best.

Facing the crossbow formation in a desperate fight, if the formation can be broken, it is impossible to say that these more than a thousand people can be strangled to this point, but it is not a loss to find out that the opponent has this crossbow soldier.

Otherwise, if the opponent pretends to retreat to lure him to advance, and then ambush the crossbowmen at a high place in the sloping valley, wait for Cao's army to be surrounded, and then fire a volley at the same time, the damage will probably be much higher than at this time.

Since you have powerful crossbows, just prepare more iron-clad long cards. Du Xi also did not forget to give an order:

Call two doctors to check on the injury with General Zhu.

Send an order to General Zhang not to pursue him further.

Du Xi could see clearly that with Zhu Ling's retreat, this offensive no longer posed a threat. Instead, the pursuing Zhang Ji was restrained, fearing that the crossbowmen would harass his flanks.

In this case, it is better to withdraw the troops altogether, Du Xi took a very open mind.

Only one person was killed on the left and right, and more than a hundred soldiers were killed. A little damage was exchanged for the thieves to use their powerful crossbows, which showed that they were already at the end of their skills.

The advantage is mine!

So after a while, Du Xiang faced Zhang Ji, who looked unhappy, and still had time to enlighten him:

Why should De Rong worry about it? The outcome of this battle does not lie in Guanzhong, and the outcome of Guanzhong does not lie here.

Although the entrance of Xieyu is easy to defend and difficult to attack, there is martial arts water outside. If we build camp at the entrance of Xieyu, it will be difficult for others to get out.

General Xiahou said when we arrived, we only need to drive away the bandits and prevent them from entering the pass.

Since it was the general of Guanzhong who explained this, Zhang Ji could only nod and put the matter aside:

Then please build a camp here to ward off the bandit army.

Du Xi shook his head:

Don't bother De Rong about this matter. General Zhu is wounded in the arm and happens to be setting up camp here to recuperate.

We have to move forward, and it's best to seize the plank road of the old road.

Zhang was a little confused now that he was like this:

We are going to attack Liu Bei hard. If we praise Xietao and Old Dao in such a chain, we can only conquer Yongliang and Ma Chao... I understand!

Zhang Ji had been in Sanfu for a long time, so he subconsciously thought that there were only two roads in the pass. But if he talked about Yongliang, he suddenly remembered that there was a Qishan Road over there.

Although it is remote, it is said that there is no plank road in the whole journey, so a large army is feasible, and it is the safest method.

Du Xi nodded, with an expression on his face:

Now that there is plenty of rice and grain in Wu, we can lock the pass, lock Yongliang, and force Qishan, so that the rebel army will have no time to take care of itself.

Zhang nodded and did not comment on this. He just asked the pioneers to enter the old way first, and Du Xi naturally agreed.

And Liu Bei indeed felt that he had too much to take care of himself.

After entering Hanzhong, what he saw were the people watching in the streets.

As for the reason, for the people of Hanzhong, the stories of this land four hundred years ago seem like yesterday.

Nowadays, the descendants of the Emperor Gao with the surname Liu are here again, and there are thieves occupying the Central Plains. This situation looks very familiar no matter how you look at it.

So many old people in Hanzhong pointed at Liu Bei and said with certainty that Uncle Liu's appearance was exactly the same as Emperor Gao's, as if he had actually seen Liu Bang with his own eyes.

Not to mention that there are still many people in Hanzhong who have fled from Guanzhong. These people have suffered enough from the turmoil since Dong Zhuo's reign.

Now looking at Uncle Liu Huang, many people in Guanzhong had a sincere fantasy in their hearts, so some people simply shouted out:

Uncle Emperor, can you take me home?

This loud question made the place quiet for a while, and then many people looked over eagerly:

Although Hanzhong is nice, after all, they have been from Guanzhong for generations.

Liu Bei felt the familiar pressure, but now he was confident that he could easily handle this pressure, so he laughed and said:

This trip is just to restore peace to the Three Qin Dynasties and return north to Chang'an!

As a result, the atmosphere here became more and more lively.

And among the crowd, Kong Ming emerged lightly and took hold of Fazheng's hands who didn't know what to do next:

Where is Jiang Wei? Xiaozhi lead the way quickly.

Fazheng looked at the lord in the crowd. The meaning couldn't be simpler, so Kongming smiled and said:

It doesn't matter what you do here. My lord is quite good at this. I'll just go on my own.

Since Zhuge's military advisor said so, and the soldiers who came here with the lord were also guarding the surroundings, Fazheng nodded and led the way.

But after taking two steps, I stopped and remembered something:

Little Jiang Wei, classes should not be over yet. Now that Kong Ming is here, there is a stranger I want you to meet.

Although the weather is cold now, Kong Ming is still fanning fast to suppress the restlessness in his heart, but he is still a little curious to hear what Fazheng said:

Alien?

Fazheng nodded and led the way but changed the direction and said at the same time:

Last year before Cao's army attacked Guanzhong, the people in Guanzhong fled in fear of Cao's thieves.

At that time, we had already established a foothold in Hanzhong. Zhang Lubei fled and called his lord a thief to steal Hanzhong. On the contrary, many people in Hanzhong became dependent on us.

When talking about this, Kong Ming was also a little overjoyed:

I heard in Yizhou that Cao Cao is still hesitant about how to deal with Zhang Lu.

After all, Zhang Lu, who lost Hanzhong, was not worth much, and he still had the identity of the Five Pecks of Rice Cult, which was quite embarrassing.

Fazheng nodded, turned into a small road and continued:

At that time, Shi Yuan and I cultivated the fields and separated the land from the people in Guanzhong. Later, the craftsmen accompanying the army followed the instructions and built water power works to benefit the people.

Kong Ming’s curiosity was immediately aroused:

Is the alien related to engineering?

Across the path was the Han River. Kong Ming saw a man squatting in front of the water power plant. There was an extremely exquisite small wooden round cart in front of him. The man flipped it with skillful hands and took apart the round cart model in an instant. Then he started to reinstall it step by step. Halfway through, he stopped and thought, as if he had encountered some problem.

Fazheng introduced sideways:

He is from the same hometown as me, and his relatives say he is mentally retarded and suffered from stinging in his early years.

However, I thought he was quite accomplished in engineering, so I introduced Kong Ming to meet him.

Kong Ming's face was full of surprise. He took the initiative to greet him and squatted beside him. After carefully looking at the model, he pointed to a joint and said:

A gear can be added here to mesh horizontally, which not only provides an additional moving axis, but also reduces the loss of wooden parts.

Are you struggling with this matter?

What Kong Ming is talking about is the revised version of the round car last year, and Jingzhou has always been innovative in this regard.

The young man nodded fiercely, looked at Kong Ming and said proactively:

I am the Ma family of Fufeng. My name is Jun and my courtesy name is Deheng. What do you call me?

I have been having meetings every day recently, and my condition has been a bit worse. I will try to adjust it tomorrow. I'm sorry. This chapter is still number 14.