Chapter 3194 Chu Ci Together Xu Sheng Yang Ma

"boom!!"

The dust rose.

Wood chips fly everywhere.

The Jiangdong soldiers were like a group of ducks, quarreling and retreating.

When gunpowder is used correctly on the battlefield, even a little bit of hideous minions is not something that people in the Cold Weapon Age can bear.

Zhu Zhi thought that the floating bridge was the key to Yufu's battlefield, but he found that the floating bridge was a cover, or a target that Zhuge Liang deliberately erected, which made the Jiangdong soldiers use too much energy and fighting spirit on the floating bridge...

Under the attack of gunpowder, the Jiangdong soldiers could not attack at all.

When Jiangdong Bing faced gunpowder, no matter how much Zhu Zhi emphasized or encouraged him, he still had little effect.

When Jiangdong soldiers saw the body that was blown to death was covered in blood, this fear would magnify even more...

It's strange to say that the corpses died under cold weapons are not very good-looking. There are also some corpses that were cut by random knives, which are even more bloody and tragic than those that were blown away. However, the Jiangdong soldiers can ignore the corpses that were dismembered by the corpses, but are very afraid of the corpses that were blown into pieces.

After all, when humans face unknown things that cannot be controlled by themselves, fear is something engraved in their genes.

After the sky was dark, both sides shouted and pulled back their troops.

The Jiangdong soldiers retreated like a tide, and the Sichuan and Shu soldiers slowly reoccupied the previously lost front.

As we went back and forth, most of the corpses left were the corpses of Jiangdong soldiers.

Yufucheng is like a rock, and it still stands on its own if the river water beats.

Since the Jiangdong Army advanced, except for the five tower ships that broke a floating bridge, the Jiangdong Army has not gained much.

Zhu Zhi glanced at the Sichuan-Shu Front in the distance again, exhaled a breath of turbid air, and then patted the railing and returned to the cabin.

When Zhu Zhi was alone, his face showed fatigue.

Zhu Zhi is no longer young.

A normal person starts to decline after thirty-five. Even a general like Zhu Zhi who joins the battle formation cannot avoid physical weakness.

The ripples of fear still did not dissipate after the sound of gold, and continued to add a DEBUFF to the Jiangdong Army.

After more than ten years of war, Zhu Zhi was the first time he had experienced such a clear torture from the war.

Before becoming the governor, Zhu Zhi thought Huang Gai was just a dish.

Now it's his turn to be the governor, but it turns out...

Compared with the Sichuan and Shu soldiers, the white tigers and black tigers were like children playing house.

Yan Baihu said that he had tens of thousands of people and more than ten thousand soldiers at that time, and his voice was shaken by Jiangdong at any time. As a result, he was like a piece of paper and fell down with one stab. But now Yu Fu's Sichuan and Shu guards are only thousands, but they are as stable as rocks. No matter how Jiangdong washes, they are still standing tall.

The difficulty of this battle far exceeded Zhu Zhi's imagination.

The heavy casualties were beyond Zhu Zhi's expectations.

But in Zhu Zhi's heart, there are still some differences between people. Ordinary soldiers die and die, and it's no big deal...

"Meet the Governor!" A Zhu guard's face was a little pale, and he was slightly trembling when standing outside the cabin.

Zhu Zhi frowned, "What's the matter?"

"When the soldiers retreated, the arrow books were shot from Sichuan and Shu..." The guards let out a low voice and reached out to present an arrow that tied something.

Zhu Zhi was stunned, and then he felt that the tie tie tie tied on the arrow book looked familiar, and his face changed immediately.

Things like Arrow Book are considered a common communication method in front of the two armies.

On the one hand, the text is still a patent for a few people at present. Most ordinary soldiers are illiterate at all, so there is no risk of leaking news among ordinary people. On the other hand, the towels and silk used in archery books are very expensive items at present, and ordinary soldiers dare not use them. In the public eye, there is no need to worry that ordinary soldiers will hide them privately.

"The spring river is not warm, and the puffer fish is fat. When you meet the men, you are all virtuous. In my garden, the peach blossoms are brighter. Although there is no magnificent scenery under my house, there are mountains and scenery like picturesques, and you can enjoy the convergence of the rivers. You must treat them with the etiquette of literati, discuss scriptures and poems together. You can also stroll in the garden to enjoy the fun of birds singing and the beauty of the mountains and forests."

"The son is at peace here, Mr. Zhu should not worry!"

"In addition, if you know that the man is good at the flute, can you let someone come with him? We can also enjoy the beauty of vocal music and add more elegant pleasure. Isn't it beautiful?"

Zhu Zhi looked at it, his hands trembled. After finishing reading it, he felt dark in front of him and his throat suddenly felt a little fishy smell.

It is generally difficult to vomit blood, but when you are emotionally excited, stomach cramps lead to vomiting some stomach acid, which is also a normal reaction for most people under stress.

Zhu Zhi gritted his teeth and swallowed the stomach acid again.

Everything seems to have just begun, and everything seems to be over.

On one hand is Jiangdong's hope, on the other hand is his own son.

Although Zhuge Liang's archery book did not express anything, the meaning contained in it has been fully expressed.

This is impossible, absolutely impossible!

Zhu Ran could not be captured!

However, the silk ribbons used to tie silk on the arrow book proved that at least some of Zhu Ran's things fell into the Sichuan and Shu army.

Is it life or death?

But the most critical question now is what Zhu Zhi should do after he learned about Zhu Ran’s life and death?

Zhu Zhi was in great pain.

Although Zhu Ran is not his parent-child, he is better than his biological son.

Moreover, Zhu Ran himself is very capable, which is one of the important reasons why Zhu Zhi is willing to regard Zhu Ran as his successor, but now Zhu Ran falls into the opponent!

Zhu Zhi didn't want to admit it, but the familiar silk ribbon in front of him showed an undeniable fact.

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"Zhu Junli at least hesitated."

On the Yufu Mountain City, Zhuge Liang looked at the Jiangdong Navy from afar and made a judgment.

"So far, the morale of the Jiangdong army is still in chaos. Zhu Junli can't hold on for too long and will soon be defeated. General Yan will be the first to win this battle."

Yan Yan stood beside Zhuge Liang, his hair and beard fluttering in the river breeze, "If this person is cruel..."

After Yan Yan captured Zhu Ran, he could have rested. After all, his age was there, and it was not easy to surround Zhu Ran in the mountains. However, Yan Yan did not become arrogant or lay down to rest. Instead, he just took a day off. The next day he arrived in the mountain city, patrolled the city defense and assisted in the defense.

『Haha.』 Zhuge Liang said slowly, 『What General Yan said is not impossible... However, now, no matter whether Zhu Junli advances or retreats, or fights or fights, the gap between the old minister and the new lord of Jiangdong has become...』

Although Zhu Zhi's offensive has been fierce these days, he has not sent his troops to fight for his life. In other words, before Zhu Ran was arrested, Zhu Zhi maintained a relatively cautious and strong mind.

This strength is not the strength of Jiangdong, but the strength of the Zhu family itself.

These are two completely different concepts.

This is an inevitable drawback in Jiangdong and a deeply rooted problem.

The Jiangdong warlords, including Zhu Zhi, subconsciously preserved their strength when facing battles, and even damaged the public and private. They used their authority as Jiangdong officials to expand their territory by borrowing Jiangdong's money and food to expand their territory has become a habit and a tradition.

This is not a matter of one day or two, nor is it a matter of Zhu Zhi alone.

For them, Sun Quan was just a nominal scapegoat, and it was just a reason for them to exploit the people and fight against the court. Therefore, they were born with weakness and could not really be fighting for Sun Quan to die, especially in the war of expanding the outside world.

Simply put, Zhu Zhi and others are not interested in foreign warfare, but are not brave enough. When they have the advantage, they will naturally flock to them. When they have to make great efforts to chew bones, they have no intention of breaking their teeth.

Yan Yan listened on the side and felt deeply.

The upper and lower levels cannot work together, and this phenomenon has not occurred once or twice in Sichuan.

When Liu Yan was still alive, he valued the people of Dongzhou and looked down on the people of Sichuan. After Liu Zhang came to power, he was also very cautious about the people of Sichuan. Only after Fei sneaked to Sichuan and Sichuan, he could only talk about his background, and only...

Things like this are determined at birth and cannot be changed, but personal talents are developed after birth. In comparison, of course, those with outstanding talents are only convinced by those who are able to bear great responsibilities.

"In this way, Jiangdong is going to withdraw his troops?" Yan Yan asked.

Zhuge Liang nodded and shook his head again, "Before retreating, Jiangdong had another fierce attack..."

『One time?』 Yan Yan frowned, thought for a while, then nodded, 『I understand...』

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『Dong! dong! dongdong…』

Above the river, war drums are made.

As expected by Zhuge, Zhuzhi did not meet with Zhuge, nor did he mention any conditions for Zhu Ran. He just called on the war drums early the next day to gather together.

Zhu Zhi stood tall on the warship, facing the Jiangdong soldiers beneath it.

The red and black cloak floated in the river breeze, like blood about to solidify.

Zhu Zhi looked solemn.

The drums gradually stopped, and only the sound of scales and rivers were gurgling.

Zhu Zhi slowly looked around for a while, then grabbed his hand on the railing and said in a deep voice:

"Alas! We are the children of Jiangdong, and we will inherit the will of heaven to fight against Sichuan and Shu!"
To be continued...