Chapter 1502: Tiger Death

After the Han army took Yangping Pass, it was equivalent to opening the first gate for Hanzhong to enter Shu. Go south along the Golden Bull Road, and the next gate to Shu is Jianzhou.

Jianzhou, also known as the famous Jianmen Pass in history, is also known as the Sword Pavilion, which is under the jurisdiction of the Zhaowu military envoys of the pseudo-Shu.

Jianmen Pass was formed in the Cretaceous Period, its vertical height is nearly 300 meters, and the narrowest part of the bottom is only 50 meters of natural pass, which is the first pass in the world that is naturally formed.

According to the battle report that came, Song Yunxiang's department, starting from Fengzhou, had already broken through Jiezhou and was on the way to attack Wenzhou.

Jiezhou, now Wudu District, Longnan City, Gansu Province, is located in the southeast of Gansu Province, is the junction of Shaanxi, Gansu and Sichuan provinces, and is the intersection of pre-Qin culture, Bashu culture and Diqiang culture.

According to the pre-war plan, the offensive line of Song Yunxiang's department was actually a copy of Deng Ai's route to Shu that year, that is, to take the first line of Yinping and Jiangyou, and finally join the main army in Mianzhou.

Now, the main army of Li Zhongyi and Liao Shanhe will join forces under Yangping Pass, which is equivalent to the entire Hanzhong Xingyuanfu area, which has completely fallen into the hands of the Han court.

After resting for five days under Yangping Pass, the main Han army continued to move south and smashed under the Sword Pavilion Pass.

All the way is mountainous, and marching on horseback has become a luxury, and those who are as expensive as Li Zhongyi can only rely on their feet to trek between mountains and rivers.

Li Zhongyi did what he said, the head of the marching army was still Liao Shanhe, Wang Ken was his deputy, and he, the emperor, was the chief logistics manager.

But all issues related to the army's eating, drinking, and Lazar, Li Zhongyi had to be involved in every detail.

There is no way, fighting a war is fighting logistics, and the army is not well fed and clothed, so how can it march and fight?

Li Zhongyi was in the army of the Southern Expedition, and the various government offices in the rear of the Han Dynasty, who dared to let the emperor march hungry must be impatient.

Now, after successfully taking the Hanzhong Prefecture Mansions, the Han army in the southern expedition has more convenience for obtaining grain nearby, and the pressure on the Guanzhong Prefecture Prefectures to transport grain has also been reduced a lot.

When resting during the march, Li Zhongyi took the water bladder handed by Li Anguo, took a few sips, wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth with his backhand, and threw the water bladder back into Li Anguo's hand.

Li Anguo has witnessed it many times, the emperor sitting on the dragon chair is not angry and arrogant, and the courtiers dare not disobey.

Now, Li Anguo sighed in his heart, the supreme of the empire openly behaved in the rude manners of Qiu Ba, and there was no sense of disobedience, how could the soldiers in the army be disrespectful and love him?

"Zhengqing, what do you think, the next battle of the Sword Pavilion?" Li Zhongyi's questioning made Li Anguo's heart froze, and the usual questioning came again.

"Back to the emperor, the minister thought that the battle plan formulated by the General Staff Department was already very perfect. To fight in the mountainous area, the engineer battalion should go first, survey the hill and direction of the artillery in advance, and then follow the strategy of Yangping Pass to do it again. ”

For the setting of the General Staff Department, it is simply a stroke of genius, and Li Anguo has to admire the five-body throw.

Actions speak louder than words. Under the professional planning of the General Staff Department, the entire army was unusually disciplined in terms of marching, logistics, and combat.

To put it bluntly, in war, even if it is a general, there will inevitably be omissions. However, since the establishment of the General Staff Division, there have been fewer and fewer such omissions, and the opportunities for making mistakes have been greatly reduced.

How to march, how to fight, how to transport supplies, and how to deal with emergencies encountered on the way are clearly defined in the battle plan drawn up by the General Staff Department.

In a word, after summing up the laws of war, it is much easier for today's generals to command marching and fighting!

Listening to Li Anguo's answer, Li Zhongyi couldn't help but smile slightly, the son can be taught!

"Such a treacherous mountain, what if the Shu army sets up an ambush?" Li Zhongyi raised his hand and pointed to the continuous Daba Mountain Range, and asked Li Anguo again.

Li Anguo smiled proudly and replied: "Back to the emperor, according to the regulations of our army's marching order: when the army is marching, many sharp soldiers will be sent to observe it on both sides of the dangerous ground in advance, and in case of danger, they can be warned in time. ”

Li Zhongyi nodded, Li Anguo, this kid, can be regarded as slowly tempered. It's just that Li Anguo has never led an army alone and has no experience in commanding a large corps of battles, which is quite lacking.

In the Han army, because Li Zhongyi dared to authorize, the chief general with combat experience in the large corps did not dare to say that there were as many as a cow's hair, at least more than ten people.

In this era, more than a dozen generals with combat experience in large corps are actually one of the most valuable assets of the entire empire.

The capital, the folded family.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" After a hysterical cough, Zhe Congruan finally recovered his breath, his face was bloodless, the corners of his mouth were dry, and he was already breathing more and less breathing.

The old housekeeper Zhefu peeked at the bloody handkerchief, and couldn't help but feel sad, wanting to cry, but he didn't dare to cry.

Fold Yukou, who has been holding Fold Congruan, has a whole heart tightened, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ancestor is afraid that his days are running out.

"Old ...... Old man...... I'm afraid it won't work, hurry up...... Hurry up and go to the palace in person to ask the queen mother...... Before the old man died...... Be sure to meet Hua Niang and Brother Xing...... Go and ......" Zhi Congruan gasped as he ordered Zhi Yukou.

Yu Kou's heart was fierce, the ancestors were all sick like this, and they were still thinking about Brother Xing. It is conceivable that the future and destiny of the entire Lao Zhe family have been closely linked with Brother Xing.

In other words, the importance of Xing Ge'er, no matter how much it is emphasized, cannot be overstated.

The stakes are very high, and Zhi Yukou did not dare to slack off at all, and after handing over Zhe Congruan to Zhi Fu to take care of, he entered the palace without stopping.

Zhe Congruan is not an ordinary person. He is not only the grandfather of Zhesaihua, but also the second minister of the imperial cabinet, a veritable important minister.

When Empress Dowager Xue heard the news, she couldn't help but be taken aback, she couldn't care about so much court etiquette, so she directly ordered her to go and find the mother and son of Zhe Saihua, and let them follow Zhe Yukou to see Zhe Congruan.

When Zhi Saihua and Brother Xing entered the door in a panic, they saw that Zhi Congruan was actually sitting at the desk, holding a pen in his hand, writing something stroke by stroke.

"Grandfather ......" Zhi Saihua couldn't help it, ran over quickly, hugged Zhi Congruan's arm, and cried loudly.

"Alas, idiot, idiot, don't cry, don't cry......" Zhe Congruan put down the pen in his hand, and subconsciously wanted to wrap his shoulder around Zhi Saihua, but who knows, his hand just stretched out halfway, and quickly retracted it.

Today's Zhesaihua, although she is still a woman of the folded family, is an extremely noble concubine in terms of identity. Even if it is a close relative of an ancestor or grandson, if he is a minister, he must not be rude.

"Grandfather ......" has a thousand words, but now it can only turn into endless tears.

"Idiot, idiot, don't cry, don't cry, the old man has a lot to say......" Zhe Congruan's face became more and more ruddy, and it was extremely ruddy.

The whole heart of the Fold Yukou on the side has been suspended in the air, he doesn't dare to say it, but he knows very well in his heart: I'm afraid it is the image of returning to the light.

"Meet my great-grandfather."

Just when Zhi Saihua couldn't suppress her grief, Brother Xing walked quickly in front of Zhi Congruan, and bowed respectfully to the ground.

Brother Xing, the third son of the current emperor, his biological mother Zhesaihua is one of the eight concubines, and her mother's family is a prominent Northwest Zhe family. Whatever one may say, he was one of the strong contenders for the imperial throne.

Today's Xing Ge'er, although he does not have a title and real power, but when it comes to the degree of preciousness, it is far more than the cabinet minister of Zhe Congruan.

"Oh, you can't do it, you can't do it, don't break the old age." Zhe Congruan trembled his hands and struggled to prop himself on the table, struggling to get up from his chair.

Without thinking about it, Brother Xing stepped forward, hugged Fold Congruan's right arm, and shouted with a crying voice, "Ancestor, I took the five-hundred-year-old Korean ginseng that my father and emperor gave to my grandmother, quick, hurry up with ......."

Zhi Congruan looked at Brother Xing'er in surprise, only to see that Brother Xing'er took out a five-hundred-year-old Korean ginseng that was extremely difficult to see outside the palace from his cuff and held it in front of him.

Fold Saihua was stunned, there was such a five-hundred-year-old Korean ginseng in the palace, and Li Zhongyi personally dedicated it to the Empress Dowager Xue.

The problem is that when she was about to leave the palace, because of the haste of the incident, Empress Dowager Xue also panicked and did not give this 500-year-old Korean ginseng!

He only looked at Zhi Saihua's shocked and abnormal expression, and guessed the truth: in order to prolong his life, Brother Xing actually stole the unique five-hundred-year-old Korean ginseng of Empress Dowager Xue.

"Alas, alas, alas, your mother and son are all idiots, and the old man died without regrets!" Zhe Congruan hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still reached out and stroked Brother Xing'er's little face, repeatedly and reluctantly.

Zhi Congruan knew very well in his heart that his time was running out. However, the great sadness of parting from life and death disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"San Lang, the old man is dying, and the road in the future can only be bravely broken by yourself." Zhi Congruan took a few breaths of breath, and said word by word, "Don't cry, silly child, don't cry, when parting, the old man has a word, San Lang must listen to it, you must listen to it, even if you don't want to hear it, you must listen to it in your heart." Your father, although he came from a reckless background, is a genius in the sky, a hero, a hero, and a great strategy, no one can compare. He...... If he doesn't want to give it to you...... You must not rob hard, take a step back and open the sky, and be a rich and virtuous king......"

"Ancestor, you...... What do you mean by that? Zhe Saihua obviously understood Zhe Congruan's unfinished meaning, but she was a little unwilling after all, why was her brother Xing'er not qualified to sit on that chair?

"Alas, idiot, after so many years, who has gone against the emperor's wishes, which one has a good end? Remember my words, no one can fight the emperor......" Zhi Congruan Zheng wanted to explain in detail, but there was a sharp cramp in his heart, he hurriedly took a long breath, mustered up the last bit of strength, and shouted, "You must not be confused!" As long as Brother Xing achieves the word filial piety, defending is attacking, this is a matter of course, and the best policy is also ......"

"Ugh!" A generation of heroes turned from Ruan and fell down with a bang.