Chapter 212: The Way of Whitewashing

"My lord, they are coming. Fun mini-games . Cheng Da said softly.

"Oh, let's start then. Qian Buli smiled and turned to Wu Zhonghan: "Zhong Han, it's the first time you've participated in the war, right?" Are you afraid? ”

"I didn't do a lot of death before I was humble, but this is really the first time I have fought a war, and I do feel a little apprehensive in my heart. Wu Zhonghan said with a smile.

Sitting on the side wearing a red dress and a phoenix crown on her head, Fu Rou proudly straightened her chest, which means that she is not afraid of Qian Buli, she is not afraid at all! The real Gui Tong was secretly imprisoned in the military camp on the front line of the Nu River, and he couldn't get it back in a hurry, but Qian Bu must have a bride by his side, so that the rumors that spread out can get the greatest benefit. It can be regarded as Furou's luck, regardless of whether he is really married or fake, as long as he can wear a wedding dress to accompany Qian without leaving him, Furou will be satisfied.

Qian Buli glanced at Fu Rou, chuckled and shook his head.

Wu Zhonghan continued: "I'm really ashamed, I, Wu Zhonghan, am also a dignified man, but I am far less calm and calm than the captive girl, alas. "Qian Buli can not praise Fu Rou, but Wu Zhonghan can't miss the opportunity, in fact, his family's ancestral way of catching fast, there are many experiences recorded in how to please Shangguan, to Wu Zhonghan's generation, it has been passed down for seven generations, the reason why each generation can be a head catcher, those experiences have played a great role, if it were not for the lack of a title, Wu Zhonghan's official fortune would never stop at the position of catching heads. Under the hands of Song Naiguang, who is not good at oil and salt and is upright, Wu Zhonghan has not been able to show his skills, and at this moment he can be regarded as a small test.

Gentle and simple-minded. His head was held high, and his eyes were full of pride.

Qian Buli smiled and did not speak, there is such a prejudice in the world, people who want to achieve great things must gather a group of loyal ministers who dare to speak out, so that they can do less wrong things and dominate the world. In fact, this is nonsense, kings are also human beings, not gods! A small ordinary person will be angry when he is in charge of this and that by the boss all day long. If a king gathers a group of people who are constantly finding fault with him, it won't take long to drive him crazy. What else are you talking about dominating the world? There must be characters like Wei Zheng, but a few are enough, a good sycophancy is not necessarily a fool, the key is that the emperor must correct his mentality.

Being close to the villain and the gentleman is the way to die in the country. But from ancient times to the present, which generation of the court has not had a villain active? created the Tang Dynasty of China's prosperity, from Li Yuan, Li Shimin to Li Longji, who turned from prosperity to decline, there is no shortage of villains around him. However, some lands have become Ming kings, and some have been engraved on the pillar of shame, and the key problem is not the villain, but the king himself. The king of Shang favored Daji so much that he lost the country, and many historians of later generations put the responsibility on Daji who confused the king with beauty, and the romance of the gods of later generations simply said that Daji was a vixen, what a ridiculous logic. A robber robbed the jewelry, is it to blame the jewelry for being too beautiful?

The highest meaning of Confucianism is to cover up the shame of the superiors, and they have resorted to all their tricks to pull out countless traitorous ministers for generations of mediocre kings to accompany the burial, and even under their clever rendering, people only hate traitorous ministers. but forgot about the real criminals.

Some people hate Cai Jing, but they pity Song Huizong, who died in a foreign country; Some people hate Qin Hui, but they forget Song Gaozong who is hiding in the shadows; Some people hate Jia Yidao, but no one curses Song Lizong; Wei Zhongxian's death is difficult to eliminate the hatred of the people, who knows Zhu Youxiao? Even in modern times, when it comes to the Empress Dowager Cixi, I don't know how many people want to peel her skin alive, but does anyone blame Guangxu for his fiasco in the power struggle? As a monarch, incompetence is the number one sin! The harm of incompetence is far greater than lust and brutality, especially in the era of great powers and turmoil. Incompetent people in power tend to ruin a country.

The Confucian art of whitewashing has continued into modern times. Who is the one who apologizes for the cultural **? It's just a Gang of Four, and the throne of the superior will always be on the altar! In fact, Confucianism can no longer be regarded as Confucianism. Perhaps it would be more appropriate to change the name to Confucianism.

Qian Buli faintly sensed Wu Zhonghan's intentions, strictly speaking, Wu Zhonghan is an ambitious villain, and he is also a villain who dares to act, he can rise from catching fast to catching heads in just a few years, although it has something to do with the connections left by his father, but if he is unwilling to take the risk of capturing several fierce bandits, he will not be able to rise so fast.

Wu Zhonghan saw Qian Buli smiling silently, a little confused, he has thought a lot these days, as a person who will be in charge of secret spies, no matter which faction he joins, he has committed the taboo of the superior, his task Wu Zhonghan is to become the eyes and ears of the superior, and he can only serve one person! Wu Zhonghan did a good job, he kept a certain distance from all the generals in his subordinate land, and never made friends. However, it is a little dangerous to rely on himself alone, so Wu Zhonghan has been constantly currying favor with Fu Rou these days, in case something happens, there must be someone to help him speak, although Fu Rou's brother Fu Liang is a regiment leader, but with his strength, it is far from being a faction, Wu Zhonghan is not worried that it will cause dissatisfaction with Qian Buli.

Wu Zhonghan rolled his eyes, and just when he wanted to change the topic, there was already a shout of killing in front of him, and the battle began.

Qian Buli stood up and walked to the front, he wanted to personally supervise the battle. Sooner or later, there will be a battle with the Royal Guard! Of course, Qian Buli was not thinking about these royal guards in front of him, but about the 50,000 elite soldiers in the imperial city. Qian Buli didn't hide it from the soldiers before the war, the reputation of the Royal Praetorian Guard is too loud, and the soldiers of the Tianwei Army are likely to be timid and uneasy when they fight in the future, so the best thing to do is to defeat them here, with fewer troops than them, with the advantage of the terrain, to defeat them cleanly!

Qian Buli left the soldiers in the apse in addition to the personal guards, there are only five hundred swordsmen, when they know that the enemy in front of them is the Royal Praetorian Guard, and they fight bravely and successfully defeat the enemy, this will bring a spiritual transformation to the entire Tianwei Army, the invincible Royal Praetorian Guard in the world is still defeated, who else can be their opponent?!

"Brethren. Kill!! Shao Wushi shouted wildly while trying to parry with his long sword, he had already rushed to the door of the apse, but was entangled by three soldiers who suddenly killed him, and the opponent was holding a strange arc-shaped weapon in his hand, the move was extremely simple, that is, chopping, cutting off the head, cutting off the shoulder, and cutting the neck. Again and again. Shao Wushi was dumb and ate coptis, and he couldn't say if he had a stabbing gun in his hand. He had the confidence to rely on his huge strength to collapse the opponent's strange-shaped weapon, but with a long sword, he could only parry, and the opponent could attack without his life, he couldn't, occasionally seized the opportunity to return to the sword, but was blocked by the ground shield on the opponent's left arm.

Of the more than a dozen pioneers of the Praetorian Guard, only a dozen or so entered the main hall. The rest of the earthlings were blocked out of the temple gate by their own people, and there was nowhere to use their strength, and the temple gate was not wide, and only six people could walk in side by side, but the inside was wide, and every soldier of the Praetorian Guard resisted the attack of two or even three people, and it was miserable.

"Get out of the way!" There was a loud shout from the front, and Shao Wushi saw a general wearing golden armor take the place of an enemy soldier. Then a sharp wind sounded, slashing straight above his head, and it was this unchanging routine again! Shao Wushi smiled bitterly and raised his long sword to parry.

The swords intersected, and Shao Wushi felt a sharp pain in his arm numbly, and he almost let go and threw the long sword to the ground. He hurriedly took a step back, but saw the other party's left hand raised, and with a diagonal slash, he slashed at his neck. What is it? Twin swords?? Ji Zhou Guoli hasn't heard of anyone using dual swords! Shao Wushi was shocked, and hurriedly leaned over to dodge this slash, and at the same time, the long sword that was barely held in his hand was handed forward, stabbing at the opponent's lower abdomen.

Just as Shao Wushi leaned over, a figure rushed out of the stab, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed Shao Wushi's shoulder. And Shao Wushi was already leaning over. couldn't resist such a powerful force, and screamed. The body fell forward, and the head hit the ground.

When the left-handed knife split the open space, Yan Qingguo's right-hand knife had already been raised, and his double-knife technique was becoming more and more proficient, although Shao Wushi's shoulder had been left with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone, but it did not prevent Yan Qingguo's right-hand knife from going, this knife accurately slashed on the back of Shao Wushi's head, the skin was cracked and the bones were cracked, and he couldn't live anymore.

Yang Yuanjing grinned at Yan Qingguo, and ran to another Praetorian Guard soldier, under the influence of money, the generals of the Tianwei Army are becoming more and more 'evil', maybe in other armies, there are still young and vigorous generals who are willing to have a head-to-head confrontation with the other party, but there will never be such a thing in the Tianwei Army, kill it first!

More than a dozen Praetorian Guard soldiers were quickly divided by dozens of war knives, but the soldiers of the Tianwei Army did not continue to attack, but retreated back, giving way to the temple door, and the Praetorian Guard soldiers, who were bent on avenging their comrades, took the opportunity to rush in, opened their blood-red eyes and began to fight, only to be quickly divided and surrounded again. This kind of melee is not a personal combat strength, the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard suffered a loss in weapons first, and in order to sneak attack, they also took off the armor on their bodies, and they were also at a disadvantage in terms of numbers, and they were not the opponents of the soldiers of the Tianwei Army at all.

If it was repeated several times, the Praetorian Guards had already left sixty or seventy corpses in the main hall, and the Tianwei soldiers had only a dozen casualties, and the remaining Praetorian Guard soldiers sensed that something was wrong, and they retreated in a hurry and fled towards the bottom of the steps.

"My lord, everything is ready, we will use it now?" Cheng Da wanted to go back to the back to report, but he didn't leave the money and walked out with Wu Zhonghan.

"It doesn't work right now. Qian Buli shook his head and said: "If you use it now, wouldn't it remind them to fight poison with poison and attack us with fire?!" ”

Cheng Da smiled bitterly: "My lord, the enemy army can attack Longgang County for a long time, and its principals are not idle people, don't we use them if we don't use them?" ”

Qian Buli smiled and said, "No! As long as they don't rush them, they would rather fill them up than attack with fire, don't forget that Gui Tong is also here! But.... It's good to take precautions. ”

Cheng Dadao: "The apse is covered with green tiles, there is no problem, the key is those wooden pillars and doors and windows, my lord, transfer out a hundred people to prepare to fight the fire." ”

Qian Buli thought for a while: "It's okay, as long as they use rockets, let's start attacking as planned." ”

When Qian Buli was talking to Cheng Da, Liu Shaojun, who had learned the news of Shao Wushi's death, had already rushed up angrily with the soldiers, and this time the Praetorian Guards were much more prepared. There are shieldmen in front of them to open the way, followed by bayonets, and archers who keep throwing upwards, but unfortunately, it is as difficult to shoot upwards from the middle of the stairs and into the apse to kill and injure the soldiers of the Tianwei Army as it is to shoot from beyond the three-point line who can't play basketball.

The guards, who were hiding between the two roofs of the apse and fiddling with the catapults, were startled, and several arrows landed beside them, but fortunately no one was hurt. Several guards hurriedly crawled on the ridge of the roof and hid in the dead corner of the projectile.

The soldiers of the Tianwei Army who guarded the gate of the temple withdrew to the back. Replaced by a group of fresh troops, Qian Buli changed his tactics, ordering the soldiers guarding the front to line up on both sides and give way to the middle road, while dozens of guards in the rear raised their longbows, ready to shoot the opponent who rushed to the steps. In fact, the battle is the same as two people fighting to the death, this one uses a combination of punches. That take-off kick, this gouges the opponent's eyes, that kicks the opponent's underground, the moves are constantly changing, no one can use up their strength at once, and no one can use all their forces at once, they can only try to hurt the opponent with the least cost and gradually gain an advantage.

If only Ren Shuai's first regiment were here! Qian Buli looked at the prepared soldiers and sighed. The more than 500 long knife men under Ren Shuai can be regarded as the nemesis of the infantry, and in the several battles experienced by the long knife hand, the huge inertia brought by the heavy long knife swing can often easily smash the soldiers holding the shield to the ground, and even break the wrist bone or arm bone on the spot, even if it is against the cavalry. With a knife, even people and horses split the ground together. It's just that the long knife hand is difficult to expand, when the poison dragon brigade was formed, Qian Buli only picked out more than 700 soldiers with the strongest body from more than 12,000 soldiers, and the long knife hand has a fatal weakness, in order to reduce their burden, they are wearing light armor made of leather and iron rings, and the defense is not even as good as the archers, and they move slowly, not only afraid of being targeted by the enemy's archers, but also afraid of fighting with the enemy's bayonets with the idea of ending up.

When the Praetorian Guards were about to rush to the end of the steps. Suddenly stopped. Then a row of shields stood neatly on the steps, and the people followed closely behind the shields.

The guards who don't leave the money release arrows together. Most of the arrows were shot at the shields, in vain.

The Praetorian Guard's sword and shield men pushed their shields forward, and the bayonets ducked behind their sword and shield men, and this time the attack was rhythmic, advancing all the way to the temple gate without a single casualty.

Qian Buli nodded, and the drummer behind him beat the war drum, which was the first time that the Tianwei Army had beaten the war drum until the battle had been going on so far.

"Brother, take it!" With a loud shout, the two guards rushed out with a cooking pot and threw it at the Praetorian Guards. Don't underestimate this action, in order to be accurate, not to hurt your own people, and to play at a high level, several guards who are responsible for throwing the pot have practiced for three days.

The cooking pot flew into the air, spilling a smoky liquid like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, it was all boiling soybean oil, a ghost crying wolf howl sounded in the Praetorian Guard, the shield wall showed a flaw, and the guard, who had been waiting for an opportunity, unceremoniously drew his longbow, and the arrow accurately hit the spearman behind.

Then there was a second cooking pot and a third cooking pot, and the soldiers of the Praetorian Guard never expected to enjoy the treatment that they would only enjoy when they attacked the city, and for a time it became a mess, and some of them rushed in hard, either being cut down by the swordsmen of the Tianwei Army, or being killed by the arrows fired at them.

The sword and shield men and bayonets of the front squad of the Praetorian Guard were quickly disarmed, and the remaining archers were pushed by the rear team, but they were shot to the ground before they could even draw their bows.

The second wave of the Praetorian Guard's attack suffered the same disaster as the first wave, and Liu Shaojun, who was bent on avenging Shao Wushi, hurriedly gave the order to retreat.

After two attacks were frustrated, the arrogance of the Praetorian Guard was defeated, and the four generals gathered together to discuss what to do, while the Tianwei army began to clean up the battlefield, rescue their own wounded, pile up the clothes and weapons of the enemy soldiers, and then throw the stripped corpses or those who still had breath down the mountain stream on the left.

Not long after a short time, the Praetorian Guard began its third attack, and Liu Shaojun, who felt deeply damaged in face, once again acted as the commander.

The top of the stairs was getting closer and closer, and the Praetorian Guards who were walking in front instinctively felt fear, and when they reached the middle, they had already heard a heavy grinding sound from above, but the Shangguan ordered them to advance, and no one dared to retreat. The higher they went, the louder they became, and suddenly, a white figure appeared above them, and although the lights in the apse had been extinguished, they could still make out what it was, a stone lion!

"Nope. A Praetorian Guard soldier understood something and cried out in despair.

The stone lion continued to move forward, finally losing its center of gravity and rolling down, with a steep wall on one side of the stairs and a mountain stream on the other, and the inevitable Praetorian Guard soldiers watched as the stone lion smashed against them. Some cleverly grabbed the railing, flipped out and hung in the air, or stood on the railing with their backs against the cliff, but more than half of the Praetorian Guards were still stunned and did not move, and the stone lions rolled over, smashing one piece of flesh and blood after another.

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