Chapter 56: Dragon Hunting City

Yanmen, Zhou Yang’s mansion.

Zhou Yang was wearing military uniform and knelt on a short table. Li Guang and the others stood on the hood, looking unhappy, as if someone had borrowed their millet and returned them to their chaff.

"What's wrong with you? Everyone has their heads hanging down." Zhou Yang was a little surprised and looked at them.

Everyone didn't say anything, and their faces were embarrassed. Cheng Bushi touched Li Guang: "General Fei."

"What are you asking me to do?" Li Guang murmured.

Li Guang's mouth was as fast as his arrow. He naturally asked him to say something difficult to say. Cheng Buzhi urged him: "Tell me, tell me quickly!"

"Why do you tell me?" Li Guang murmured with a difficult look on his face: "Master, the task you assigned to us has not been completed. All the arsenals have been checked. There are only more than 3,000 crossbows. There are not many spears, only four thousand branches, which is far from enough for cavalry. With the Jianzhang Army, we have about 10,000 cavalry, so how can this be enough?"

Zhou Yang's fighting style was completely different from the past, and there was a lack of weapons, which was expected. If all the weapons were ready-made and were just waiting for Zhou Yang to use, then the Han army would have long been able to "shen Yu escaped at night."

"Just because of this, you are all speechless. You want General Fei to say that?" Zhou Yang was angry and funny. Cheng Buzhi and others actually used Li Guang, who was straightforward.

"If the cavalry did not have these weapons, their power would be much less than that, that would be a pity." Li Guang felt very regretful.

A regretful word was exchanged for Cheng Buzhi and others' unanimous agreement, and a head was lit faster than a chicken head pecking at rice.

"Do this happen! Three thousand hand crossbows are definitely not enough, so they have to be made from other places. It's too late to build them now. Don't the infantry still have a lot of hand crossbows in their hands? Squeeze them out and use them for the cavalry." Zhou Yang frowned very tightly and thought.

"Master, we have thought about this, but what should I do with this spear?" Cheng Buzhi's brows frowned very tightly.

Spears are a powerful tool, but they were rarely used during this period, and only used more during the Eastern Han Dynasty and Three Kingdoms period. There were not many spears made in the Han Dynasty, and there were 4,000 spears, which was very good.

"Give the spear to Jianzhang Army, and four thousand spears are enough for them to use." Zhou Yang stroked his forehead and thought, "As for the other cavalry, give them the halberds and ask them to be spears."

"Ah! Use the halberd as a spear?" Zhou Yang's words immediately attracted a burst of surprise.

Halberd and spear are two completely different weapons. Halberds can be stabbed and chopped. The spear is mainly used to stab. Using halberds as spears means reducing the function of chopping. It is indeed an innovation, but it is an innovation that is difficult to accept. Who would accept using cannons as bird guns?

Zhou Yang analyzed: "When cavalry charge, they only need to stab, and chop them is no longer needed. We have too few spears now, but there are quite a lot of halberds, so that's all."

The halberd was the main long weapon at that time, with a large number of them, as many as you want.

Although this idea reduced the power of the halberd, it was also good, which allowed the cavalry to exert greater power. Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi were all famous generals. Think about it carefully, this is indeed the best way at present, and he happily agreed.

So, a cavalry that was very different from what Zhou Yang imagined was born. They had two more weapons, one was a hand crossbow and the other was a long weapon, which greatly increased the power of the cavalry.

However, this long weapon is a bit inappropriate and makes people...

Panyu, the capital of the King of Nanyue.

"Get it!"

A team of strong riders, tall and powerful, galloped over.

The leader had a cold face, as if it was not a human face, but an ice cube. It was not someone else, it was Chen Shang.

"Stop, who?"

The South Vietnamese soldiers guarding the city shouted.

"Do not go! I am the Han envoy, and I want to meet the King of Nanyue!"

Chen Shang was as cold as ice cubes, and his anger sounded slightly.

"Han envoy?" The soldiers on the city were surprised. After a closer look, the red Han army uniform, who else could it be if it weren't for the Han army? He shouted loudly: "Doway! Dodge! Let the Han envoy enter the city!"

Although Nanyue was arrogant at that time, it was still nominally under the control of the Han Dynasty. The arrival of the Han envoy was a major event. The soldiers of Nanyue dared not be negligent, and kept shouting and were busy clearing the way.

Panyu City has few people, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. Even if you don’t know the road, it will not hinder Chen Shang and the others from running. However, this kind of opportunity to flatter you should not be missed.

While he was running, a team of South Vietnamese soldiers turned around in front of him and blocked the road. The soldiers led by the leader pulled their horses and came to see him: "Prime Minister Lu invited the Han envoy to come to the palace to talk."

Chen Shang's voice was always so cold: "Who is Prime Minister Lu? I only know that there is the King of Nanyue, but I don't know what Prime Minister Lu."

"You? Do you dare to underestimate the Prime Minister?" This man was Lu Jia's confidant. Lu Jia looked down upon him, and he couldn't bear it. He waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, take down this ignorant thing for me!"

The soldiers of South Vietnam hurrified and surrounded Chen Shang and others in the middle.

Chen Shang's team of people were all from Xiliu Camp and were elite trained by Zhou Yafu. They had been trained in the sea of ​​corpses and blood for a long time. How could they take his little tricks seriously: "Hmph! Do you dare to be rude to the Han envoy? Should you kill!"

The man didn't believe it at all, and he pulled the corner of his mouth, but when the sword light flashed, one of his head flew up, and he felt that the person in front of him suddenly became shorter.

"Bang!"

The head hit the ground hard, and the man couldn't stop his eyes and his mouth was open and he didn't understand why Chen Shang suddenly killed him.

Chen Shang's bloody sword pointed at the soldiers: "Who else dares to block the road?"

Chen Shang followed Zhou Yafu to fight, killing people like numb, and the momentum on his body was released, like a ferocious beast. It was okay for the South Vietnamese soldiers to scare the common people, but when faced with Chen Shang, it was the difference between a baby and a strong man, he was so scared that he couldn't help but retreat.

“Bold!”

With a sudden shout, Lu Jia appeared and waved his hand: "Take it down!"

"Who are you?" Chen Shang was fearless.

"There is the Prime Minister of Nanyue, Lu Jia." Lu Jia thrust his chest proudly and said arrogantly: "What should you offend me?"

Chen Shang looked at Lu Jia with a cold face: "Very good, since you are here, I won't have to go there. This is an invitation from Hou Tiao to you. Please give Prime Minister Lu a treat and go to drink tea."

Take out a bunch of silk from your arms and throw it to Lu Jia.

Lu Jia took it and couldn't help but change his face. His complacent feeling disappeared in an instant, but instead he had a smile on his face, as friendly as if he had seen his ancestors: "Is there any Han envoy, where is Tiaohou?"

"In Changsha, I'm waiting for the Prime Minister!" Chen Shang's voice was not emotional at all.

"In Changsha?" Lu Jia gasped.

At that time, Changsha was an important southern town of the Han Dynasty. The Han Dynasty had heavy troops stationed here, and stored weapons and food. Once something happened in South Vietnam, the Han army could quickly reach Lingnan.

Zhou Yafu's famous general, he arrived in Changsha. What does this mean? It means that the Han Dynasty soldiers were approaching. He was extremely afraid of Zhou Yafu's name and the shadow of a tree. Zhou Yafu asked him to drink tea in Changsha. Does he have the courage to do it?

You don’t have to think about it and know that Zhou Yafu has a tea treat. There is no good tea. If he goes there, he dares to go there?

Suddenly, Lu Jia's face was full of pain, and he kept thrusting, his hands and feet stiffened, and he stammered: "I would like to ask the Han envoy to reply to Tiaohou. Lu Jia is not very grateful. However, the old disease occurred and I may not be able to see Tiaohou's face. Please forgive me."

"That's really a coincidence!" Chen Shang replied coldly, slapped his horse and headed straight for the palace.

Until Chen Shang and the others disappeared, Lu Jia's "illness" was cured again, and he stopped styling and his hands and feet became flexible. He said hatefully: "Zhou Yafu, why did you come to Changsha? Isn't this a big plan?"

In the Nanyue Palace, on a soft couch, an old man with white hair and beard half lying and half leaning on the soft couch.

Although this person's hair and beard are white, his face is full of red, his spirit is pretty good, and his eyes are bright. At first glance, he doesn't look like nearly a hundred characters.

He is Zhao Tuo, the King of Nanyue!

Zhao Tuo is a legendary figure, a true legend! At this time, he was already in his nineties and was about to survive a hundred years old.

Zhao Tuo was a general of the Qin Dynasty. When he was nineteen years old, he was appreciated by Qin Shihuang and became Qin Shihuang's close guard. He followed Qin Shihuang to fight south and north, wiped out the six kingdoms, and unified China.

Qin unified the six countries, and he made great contributions.

After the six kingdoms were destroyed, Qin Shihuang decided to use troops to Lingnan and bring Lingnan back to the territory. After two years of rest, a 500,000 army crossed the Five Ridges and marched southward. At that time, Zhao Tuo was just in his early thirties and was appointed as deputy general.

The Qin army began the offensive fiercely and fought very smoothly. However, due to inconvenient road traffic, poor logistics supply, low morale and the war was in a stalemate. The local natives took the opportunity to counterattack, and the commander of the Qin army Tu Sui was killed in a night attack by the natives.

In order to solve the problem of supply, Qin Shihuang was extremely anxious and arrived in Changsha twice. At that time, the supply was mainly transported from Wuling Mountains. The journey was long and the mountain road was rugged, which was very difficult.

Shi Lu, who was proficient in water affairs, gave Qin Shihuang a suggestion that the Xiang River and the Li River could connect the Xiang River. The Xiang River was high and the Li River was low and the drop was several hundred meters. In order to solve this problem, Shi Lu designed the famous "Ling Canal", and the river channel coiled on the mountain, solving the drop problem.

Once the Lingqu was completed, the food and grass problems were solved. The Qin army's morale was greatly boosted and its combat power was unprecedented. It took only half a year to pacify Lingnan. It is now Fujian, Guangdong, Guangxi, Hainan Island, northern Vietnam, and the vast territory that runs thousands of miles east-west and east were merged into its territory.

The first garrison official sent by Qin Shihuang here was not Zhao Tuo, but Ren Xiao. Before Ren Xiao died of illness, he handed over the important task to Zhao Tuo. Now, sixty years have passed.

"Hu'er, bring the will of the First Emperor!"

Zhao Tuo spoke, his voice sounded like a bell.

The Hu'er in his mouth was not his son, but his grandson, Zhao Hu, also known as Zhao Mei. Zhao Tuo's life was too long and he could live too much. His sons could not survive him. He died one after another, but he was still alive.

Zhao Hu is already in his forties, with a beard under his chin, which is dark and dense. He asked in confusion: "Big Father, why do you have to look at the will of the First Emperor again? You keep watching these days."

"The eldest father heard that a young man named Zhou Yang had appeared in the Han Dynasty. He led the Han army to defeat the Huns." Zhao Tuo's voice was not only loud, but also very enthusiastic: "Defeating the Huns, the Han Dynasty did not do it for decades, and a young man did it, which was a figure. This made the eldest father think of the past and the First Emperor. If the First Emperor was there, how could the Huns dare to run rampant?"

Zhao Hu was a little funny: "Big Father, why are you worried about these worries? If they want to fight, they will fight. What does it have to do with our support? The longer the fight is, the more beneficial it will be to us!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Tuo rolled his eyes, and the old eyes were full of shiny light. He stared at Zhao Hu, and shouted: "You are forgetting your ancestors! The eldest father comes from Zhending. The eldest father's greatest wish is to be buried next to the Zhending ancestor tomb after his death."

Zhao Hu didn't dare to say anything else, so he had to get the imperial edict of Qin Shihuang.

Zhao Tuo sighed: "I wonder if the locust tree in front of the old house is still there?"

As he was sighing, Zhao Hu held a gold-painted box, which was not big, but very exquisite. He put it on the short table, opened it, took out a very exquisite copper tube, then pulled out a bunch of silk from the copper tube, unfolded it, and handed it to Zhao Tuo.

Zhao Tuo's hands trembled slightly. He took the silk and opened his eyes wide open, like a cow's eyes. He looked at the yellow silk carefully. He didn't know how many times he had seen it, but every time he looked at Qin Shihuang's handwriting, he had a different state of mind.

"It is this decree that prevents the eldest father from returning to the Central Plains that year!" Zhao Tuo's voice was very high and his eyes were particularly bright: "After the death of the First Emperor, there was a great chaos in Shandong. Xiang Ji and Liu Ji were rampant. The eldest father would lead an army of 500,000 to return to the Central Plains at that time. However, with the First Emperor's decree, the eldest father could not do this. If it were not for the First Emperor's decree, the eldest father would definitely be able to cut off Xiang Ji and Liu Ji's head."

A slight pause: "The father is in his hands a 500,000 army! Follow the First Emperor to wipe out the elites of the six kingdoms! If we return to the battlefield of the Central Plains, even though Xiang Ji is brave, how could he be our opponent? His eight thousand soldiers are just a mob, and he deserves to be called an army?"

Although the eight thousand soldiers under Xiang Yu were known as elite, they were not at the same level as the 500,000 Qin troops in Lingnan. Whether it was training, equipment, or command smoothly, or strict commands, they were far inferior.

If these 500,000 Qin troops returned to the battlefield in the Central Plains, Xiang Yu and Liu Bang would be destroyed in a blink of an eye.

"Big Father, you have said this a lot, and you still said it." Zhao Hu was a little impatient.

"The father followed the First Emperor to fight south and north, blocked the east and west, killed the west, was injured, shed blood without regrets. However, the father only had one regret, that is, when the Qin Dynasty was in danger, he did not work hard and led 500,000 elite troops back to the Central Plains! The Qin Dynasty is the Qin Dynasty of the First Emperor! It is the Qin that we used blood to shoot out!" Zhao Tuo was very moved, and tears burst out from his eyes.
To be continued...