Chapter 107: Murder and Mowley
There are many reasons why Meng Yi wants to commit suicide, and Yan Bei can figure it out. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info such as the shame of losing to a traitor, the fear of imminent humiliation, or the grievance of humiliating the emperor's life...... Yanbei understands that no matter what the reason for this suicidal behavior, Yanbei can also understand.
But he didn't approve of it.
Standing on the land of the Yan clan in Liaodong, the people who killed the Yan clan were defeated by the hands of the Yan clan. Yanbei wants him to die, so he can die...... If Yanbei doesn't want him to die, then he can't die!
Yanbei can have today, thanks to his subordinates' service and death, so he always puts his cronies' views on things as the first priority. Sometimes, for the sake of his siblings, he can even give up his original insistence.
Just like to Frustration, since he said that he would forgive the county magistrate of Wen, then he would forgive.
Even if at the beginning he wants to make Wen County bleed.
In Yanbei's view, he could resist Meng Yi to the west of Liaoshui; He could also defeat Meng Yi and take him prisoner; This is all his freedom, but he must not kill Meng Yi.
A living general captive can give him a lot of bargaining chips in the negotiations with Liu Yu after defeating Gongsun Zhan.
And a dead Meng Yi?
The dead Meng Yi not only cannot become a bargaining chip, but will become the biggest obstacle to Yanbei's annexation of Youzhou.
The 20,000 good sons who followed him all the way from Jizhou were seriously killed and wounded in the First Battle of Liaodong, and it is roughly estimated that more than 4,000 bones were buried in a foreign land. If you ask Yan Bei if he hates Meng Yi, does he hate these Han soldiers? Yan Bei hated it very much, and he couldn't wait to kill these people alive.
But he was more worried about what would happen after he couldn't annex Youzhou.
As if he were worried about the future, he didn't want that bottomless sense of paleness to follow him.
In the final analysis, he is to blame for this war, these losses...... He was bent on saving Zhang Chun's life, and even did not hesitate to make enemies of court soldiers and horses like Meng Yi and Gongsun Zhan, which led to this war.
Yanbei once thought that he would not be able to live if he was not a rebel, and when he, as a military marquis, knew that Zhang Chun, the Taishou of Zhongshan, was going to raise troops to rebel, he really thought so.
The world is big, he is a thief who has no prestige but was drawn a portrait by the entire Youzhou to inform the arrest, is there any other way to follow Zhang Chun?
But now, he knows, if to be a rebel again...... Not only him, but even his brother Yan Dong, the confidants he values, and even the good sons and daughters of Jizhou who follow him, are difficult to live.
Although they are now strong, more than 10,000 athletes can be strong in Liaodong.
But this kind of day may be overnight, maybe in the middle of the month. As long as he still has the title of rebel on his head, the majesty and wealth in front of him can only be a flash in the pan after all.
He couldn't rebel any longer.
On the way to the north while packing up his troops and horses, Yanbei was still thinking about it...... Why hasn't the rider who went to deliver the letter to Liu Yu come back yet? Is he already dead on the way?
Or was the letter intercepted by Gongsun Zhan, who was stationed in Liaoxi?
This made him anxious.
Deep down, Yanbei is still reluctant to face off against Gongsun Zhan, who has been accumulating prestige for a long time, on the frontal battlefield...... He had never heard of Meng Yi's name before, so he was never afraid of Meng Yi. But Gongsun Chan is different.
He grew up listening to Gongsun Zhan's name.
The four words of Gongsun Bogui are a golden signboard in Youzhou, and the same is true in Yanbei's heart. The meaning of these words is even far more than the majestic man himself who was seen from a distance on the slope of the hill in Jizhou.
Those things buried deep in the heart cannot be changed by a short period of circumstances.
Just like that year, that month, Yanbei, who drank the wind and sand on the bank of the Juma River outside the Saiwai, and took a dozen poor and vulgar old brothers covered with sackcloth and climbed down from the Taihang Mountain Road, not avoiding thorns and trees, just to secretly glance at the young and mighty general with envy.
He doesn't believe in fate, he is never reserved, and wherever he goes, he will bring his unruly arrogance wherever he goes.
But he still climbed the pine tree unkempt, broke the branches to block himself, and envy was written on his face, and asked himself silently in his heart.
"When am I ...... You can be like General Gongsun! ”
I want to be like him.
But people are born different after all.
Some people are born to shine in the world, while others are born to carry a load...... But what is most feared and feared is that those who are born to win still riveting their strength and working hard, worshiping celebrities and scholars, learning from celebrities, being too appreciative, and fighting bravely and lightly.
I sharpen my head to drill to the top of the world.
People are born ordinary scholars, and they work hard to make themselves masters.
Yan Bei was born to be a human being, working hard just to make himself look like a person.
was born in Youzhou, one is a hero who became famous at a young age and is admired; One is that the outlaws who do evil at a young age are feared.
Gongsun Chan has become a shadow obstacle in Yanbei's heart.
'I'm going to defeat Gongsun Chan.' ’
'I must defeat Gongsun Chan. ’
Yanbei said to himself.
If he can't defeat Gongsun Zhan, he will never be able to face himself.
Forever, forever, can only be an unkempt rogue who walks out of the eight paths of Taihang, and is humbled to the dust.
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"Sima, there is a group of soldiers and horses in the south who follow the official road out of the dense forest."
The young Yuyang boy stood in front of Liu Bei's horse with his neck held high, with a large iron arm on his head, running hundreds of steps made him a little panting, and his face was slightly flushed and pointed to the south side of the mountain and said: "I saw them holding prisoners, and those soldiers were wearing the clothes of the Han army!" ”
Liu Bei straddled the hillside, raised his eyes to the south, and saw that as the young man said, the winding official road walked out of the well-organized rebels, and he could see those rebels with spears lining up hundreds of people in the middle of a long snake, so he asked: "Guorang, can you see their banners clearly?" ”
"Brother, I just saw it, it's a swallow flag...... Brother. Named Tian Yu, Tian Guorang's young man paused, and said to Liu Bei with some worry: "I'm afraid that General Meng Zhonglang has been defeated." ”
Liu Bei nodded heavily, and his face was not very good-looking.
If Meng Yi is not defeated, with 500 white horses, it is not difficult to protect Meng Yi from Liaodong to return to the subject country, and then return to Liaoxi through the subject country...... I'm afraid that Meng Yi has been killed by the rebels, so not only does it not make sense for them to come, but they also put themselves in danger in vain.
When they came here after all the hardships, they saw Yanbei's subordinates singing all the way, escorting the Han captives who had lost their will to fight towards Xiangping.
Since the first year of Zhongping, the rebels have won battles and usually did not capture the main generals of the rebel soldiers and horses, and most of them were directly beheaded. If it is a thief who is very happy, he will also send the head Pegasus of the Han army commander to the state capital, hoping to shake the world.
There has never been a rebel general who captured the main general of the Han army...... The rebels want to be feared, not to be loved.
So Liu Bei never thought that Yanbei would capture Zhonglang and Meng Yi.
A rebel army, what is the use of capturing the commander of the Han army? His soldiers are all gone, is it possible to use it to recruit surrender?
But soon, Liu Bei knew that he was wrong.
This Yanbei is a very special rebel leader.
"Three brothers, eh, come and see, is there a prisoner wearing the general's armor in that military array?" The young Tian Yu didn't see it really enough, rubbed his eyes and whispered to Liu Bei and the others: "It's too far, I can't see clearly." ”
Liu Bei rolled and jumped off his mount, and walked quickly to the edge of the hill according to the Han sword, and looked from a distance to see a prisoner under the banner of the army array, which was obviously different from others. The Han captives were pushed and shoved, but none of them were restrained, only the captive in iron armor was bound by colorful linen cloth, and a few soldiers pulled him forward.
Several people glanced at each other, Guan Yu, who was on foot, lifted his shirt and shook his long knife lightly, and then jumped on the horse, and said to Liu Bei: "Brother, wait for a moment to lead the troops and horses to respond, Guan Mou will go to the battle!" ”
Between words and laughter, the horse man stood up, and Guan Yu raised his sword and shouted on the hillside: "The righteous servant of the headquarters, follow a certain charge!" ”
"Tun will wait a minute! Sima, please collect 100 weapons! Although Tian Yu was young, he was obviously a bold man, and at this time, seeing that Guan Yu wanted to go to the battle, he was not afraid, but he was eager to try and pointed to Liu Bei to the rebel formation in the distance and said: "Those captives are not tied, Yu please lead the righteous and brave thirty to rush in, scatter the blades and create chaos with them!" Share your worries for Brother Yun! ”
"Hahaha, there are brothers like this, why be afraid of the enemy!" Liu Bei laughed loudly, waved his hand and said to Zhang Fei, who was stationed on the horse: "Yide, and I will sweep the battle for Yun Chang!" ”
In an instant, the feat of charging thousands of troops with hundreds of horsemen was clearly distributed, Liu Bei and Zhang Fei straddled the horse, Tian Yu galloped to put away the matching short knife of the white horse Yicong, and led dozens of horsemen to gallop towards the official road in a circle from the hillside.
On the other side, the nine-foot-tall red-faced Guan Yuqing Long Knife Imperial Spirit Rider stepped down from the hillside, rolled up eighteen earth dragons and galloped towards the Yanbei formation without dodging or evading!
As early as when Liu Bei and the others were laughing loudly on the hillside, Yanbei saw these white horse troops jumping around, but Yanbei didn't care about it at all...... How many people are there? The distance of the small hill was more than a thousand paces, and he saw it when he walked out of the dense forest, and at most six hundred horses could be seen at a glance.
What can 600 people do? The four thousand soldiers and horses all turned into dry bones in the snap of Yan Erlang's fingers, not to mention these native chickens and dogs.
Then, he saw a small general leading dozens of horsemen, all of whom were riding horses with packages tied behind them, and these people were of unknown color, and their clothes were even light and dark with patches...... It's obviously a group of villagers.
"But that kid is a good rider!" Yan Bei raised his whip and smiled, beckoning his subordinates to wind the crossbow, "Use the rain of arrows to repel these little thieves!" ”
But soon, Yan Bei's smile froze on his face.
The young general in Tsing Yi led more than 30 horsemen straight to the captive, obviously rescuing the captive, relying on superb riding skills to dodge left and right, but he was not even allowed to touch the bow and crossbow. There were still more than ten horsemen close to his subordinates, and they shook the package behind them and threw them towards the prisoner array.
In a matter of moments, dozens of weapons were thrown to the ground.
The captives have weapons, so what do they get?
What shocked Yanbei even more was still to come...... There is a general in the oblique stab, brave and invincible. The man was nine feet tall with a red face, red eyes, lying silkworm eyebrows, lips like grease, five locks of long hair, holding a long knife to rush left and right, under the rain of arrows splashed by the white horse behind him, the horse crashed into his own army, and the arrows thrown in the past were provoked by him lightly, and the long knife was like a tiger descending the mountain, and no one in the formation could stop him for a moment under the long knife.
Although there was only one person, the long knife in his hand was like a strong wind cutting wheat, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere he went, and in his thousands of armies, it was like entering a no-man's land, and in an instant he had already killed him!