The techniques of ghosts and gods are probably some tricks used to deceive ignorant people.

This trick of "Lei Gong help me", if it is placed in the future generations, the world will only watch a lively, and maybe they will ridicule "Which immortal family is here to survive?" ”

I don't believe in ghosts and gods because almost all of these tricks have been studied by the world.

Although there are a few unsolved mysteries, they will not be blindly superstitious by everyone.

However, in this era, there are a large number of believers in the theory of ghosts and gods.

Even Confucian scholars insisted on worshipping ghosts and gods and staying away.

This is also why, Zhang Jiao can preach millions of yellow scarves, and Sima is afraid of lying to be a descendant of Zhang Bao, and he can also deceive a large number of believers.

For Zheng Ping, when it comes to pretending to be a ghost, whether it is Zhang Jiao or Sima Wei, this method is too shallow.

If you really want to establish a ghost and god system, from the ancient flood to the end of the law era, Zheng Ping can forge a complete ghost and god era with fake and real things!

Packaging gunpowder as heavenly fire and punishing the world is only a superficial means.

But in this way, it will make the world more ignorant, which is not the prosperous era that Zheng Ping is pursuing.

The technique of ghosts and gods is just Zheng Ping's temporary means of destroying the enemy.

It is most effective to deal with the pretending gods and ghosts who claim to be the handsome people of the earth, and to treat them in the way of others.

"Brother Xianmou, what if there is no thunder on this day?" You Heng asks the key question.

Zheng Ping chuckled: "There is a wonderful way to thunder when thundering, and there is a wonderful way to not thunder without thunder." ”

"This thunder, the yellow turban at the head of the city will be frightened, and the commander of the Gongqu has to go out of the city to rob the camp to stabilize the army's morale."

"If this doesn't thunder, the yellow scarves at the head of the city will despise it, and the local public canal marshal will also go out of the city to rob the camp to avenge the defeat."

"Whatever the outcome, the yellow turbans in this city will be out of the city."

"To transport troops, we must calculate the time of day, the geographical advantage, and the people's hearts."

You Heng suddenly realized, and admired Zheng Ping's ability to transport troops.

Zheng Ping shook the reins and sped up the horse's speed: "Let's go find a place to camp first, and let this place be handsome, so that you can show off the art of war." ”

Leling City Head.

Sima pressed his fist against the mud bricks of the castle tower in fear.

Zheng Ping's "Technique of Inviting God" has shaken the faith of the Yellow Turban under his command.

Even Lei Gong helped Han, do they still have a way to live?

"Hallucinations, all hallucinations!"

"Zheng Ping's guy must be good at calculating the changes in the sky, and predicted that there would be thunder in the near future, so he deliberately sacrificed the sky and danced the sword outside the city, wanting to use this to demolish the morale of our army."

"Using such a trick of pretending to be a god and a ghost is enough to prove that Zheng Ping's troops are insufficient and he does not dare to attack."

"As long as you stick to the city, then Zheng Ping can't help me!"

"But now the morale is unstable, and we have to try to stabilize it."

Sima Wei repeatedly deliberated on Zheng Ping's purpose, and a burst of hatred flashed in his eyes.

A moment later.

More than a dozen Yellow Turban scouts went out of the city to explore Zheng Ping's camp.

Hearing that Zheng Ping stationed all the soldiers and horses on the mountain, Sima Wei hurriedly took out a topographic map to compare.

After a long time, Sima was afraid to laugh loudly: "Zheng Ping's ability is nothing more than that!" There is no water source in this mountain, and once I send troops to surround it and cut off the way to get water, these county soldiers will die of thirst on the mountain! ”

"Pass on the order of the commander of the Qu Dynasty, the sky is dead, today Lei Gong is just bluffing, not even a drop of rain has fallen, what is there to fear?"

"Tonight, I went with Ben Qu Shuai to destroy that group of county soldiers, Ben Qu Shuai wants to see if Lei Gong dares to come out to help!"

Although the Yellow Turbans were suspicious, they did not dare to disobey Sima Wei's orders.

Night.

Sima Weiqin led two thousand Yellow Turban Qingzhuang to watch the water source, and let thousands of old and weak follow, surrounding the mountain where Zheng Ping was camping.

"Brother Xianmou, the Yellow Turban thief is really out of the city!" You Heng looked at the yellow scarf at the bottom of the mountain and couldn't help but exclaim.

Zheng Ping was standing on the top of the mountain at this time, took out the long-lost feather fan, and sighed while shaking it gently: "The water source has been cut off, and our army is in danger!" ”

But anyone can hear that Zheng Ping's long sigh was not anxious, but more sarcastic.

In the military war since ancient times, it is an accidental event that a stupid person can defeat a smart person; It is a common sense that a wise man can overcome a foolish man. And smart people fight against each other, it depends on who on both sides can master the fighter.

Therefore, the generals who command the troops and horses must be good at grasping the opportunity to defeat the enemy and win according to the changes in the situation.

If Sima Wei's command were all elite soldiers who could fight well, cutting off the water source would indeed cause a lot of confusion to Zheng Ping.

But Sima was afraid of the command, just a group of yellow turbans, and the old and weak followed to cheer.

What if the water source is cut off?

The soldiers are not brave and brave, and they can't be banned, the county soldiers on this hill are condescending and powerful, and they have an advantage over playing yellow scarves on the flat ground!

Ma Tan failed in the street pavilion, his theory of the art of war is correct, and the fault is that Ma Tan thought that Sima Yi's soldiers and generals were all rabble, and the Shu soldiers could be ten with one.

And now, Sima Wei's theory of the art of war is also no problem.

The problem was that Sima Wei thought that the water source would be cut off, and Zheng Ping and the soldiers would panic.

I don't know myself, I don't know the other, no matter how subtle the theory of the art of war is, it is just a rigid copy.

"Brother Xianmou, when are we going to leave the city?" You Heng was carrying two drumsticks, and he couldn't wait to beat the drums.

Zheng Ping silently calculated the time, and his tone was always relaxed and comfortable: "The time has not come, no hurry, no hurry!" ”

And at this time.

In the dark night, a group of soldiers and horses quietly came to Leling City, and it was Deng Xu and two hundred county soldiers who came to Leling County a few days ago, hiding soldiers.

"Qu Shuai is seriously injured, open the city gate quickly!"

Several county soldiers disguised as yellow scarves had dried up with blood on their robes, and their cloaks were scattered, which was very embarrassing.

And on a wheelbarrow in the middle, lying "Di Gongqu Shuai" whose life and death are unknown.

The yellow turban general at the head of the city was shocked and asked, "How did Qu Shuai get injured?" ”

The county soldier lied and said: "Qu Shuai fought with that general, and was attacked by Lei Gong, and I waited to fight to the death to get out of the encirclement." ”

Seeing that the yellow scarf at the head of the city was still suspicious, the county soldiers couldn't help but scold: "If you delay Qu Shuai's injury, which of you can be responsible?" We are these people, do you still doubt our identity? ”

The yellow turban general at the head of the city gritted his teeth and had to order the city gate to be opened.

Worried about being deceived, the Yellow Turban General also came to the city gate in person to find out if the commander of the land was really injured.

But before the Yellow Turban approached to investigate, he heard a sound of a blink, and the crossbow arrow hit the Yellow Turban General's neck!

In the next moment, the yellow turban general stared at the "Di Gongqu Shuai" who suddenly stood up in disbelief.

"Blow the trumpet! Take the city! ”

A heavy horn sounded, and the soldiers who were lying in ambush rushed to kill quickly.

And this person holding a crossbow machine is the commander Deng Xu who was ordered to take the city!

"Playing the art of war with Mr., this Gongqu Shuai really doesn't have a long memory." Deng Xu's left-handed crossbow machine and right-hand war knife, like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, killed the Yellow Turban thieves at the city gate.

"Hang the lantern!"

snatched Leling City, Deng Xu immediately ordered someone to light the prayer lantern.

The prayer lantern is an ancient handicraft of the Han people, which is made of bamboo strips to form a square frame, pasted with paper, made into a headlamp, and the burning pine resin is placed on the chassis, and the lamp flies into the sky by hot air.

This prayer lantern is a craft that Zheng Ping learned when he met an old artist in the countryside when he traveled to Zhuzhou County.

This old artist was saddened by the death of his son and daughter-in-law in the war, so he made this prayer lantern, hoping that his son and daughter-in-law could follow the guidance of the prayer lantern and find a happy place without war.

Zheng Ping touched the scene and felt sad, thinking of his relatives and friends who died early, so he learned this prayer lantern from the old artist.

After returning to Qingzhou, Zheng Ping improved the prayer lantern and used it to transmit military messages.

Seeing that these county soldiers lit more than a dozen prayer lanterns, the yellow scarves at the head of Leling City descended to the ground, one by one, like seeing ghosts and gods, prostrate on the ground, frightened!

Thunder during the day and sky lanterns at night!

This is beyond the prayer lantern that the Yellow Turban Pawn knows, and is subconsciously regarded as a miracle by the Yellow Turban Pawn.

Hill.

Zheng Ping saw the direction of Leling City, and more than a dozen praying lanterns floated in the sky, and put away the feather fan.

"Zhengping, beat the drum!"

You Heng also saw the prayer lantern floating in the sky, and couldn't help but be surprised and curious.

"Don't be stunned, you want to know the principle, I'll tell you after the war." Zheng Ping drew his long sword and ordered the generals.

You walked to the snare drum.

The heavy drum beat sounded like thunder in the night sky.

"Soldiers, Leling City has been taken, and the thieves are here tonight!"

"Kill the thief and fix the world, help me to be a strong man!"

Drums and trumpets sounded.

The county soldiers, who had been recuperating for a long time, rushed down from the mountain.

Condescending, overwhelming.

These eight simple words are the theories of the art of war summarized by our predecessors.

As long as you can accurately judge the combat power level of both the enemy and us, you can give full play to these eight words!

"Kill the thief and fix the world, help me to be a strong man!"

"Kill the thief and fix the world, help me to be a strong man!"

"Kill the thief and fix the world, help me to be a strong man!"

“.”

The impassioned shouts of killing startled the Yellow Turban thieves next to the water source.

Sima was afraid to see the county soldiers coming, and hurriedly shouted to meet the enemy.

Although the soldiers were few, they were disciplined and their morale was high; Although there are many Yellow Turban thieves, the soldiers are scattered and their morale is low.

The thunder in the day is still lingering in the hearts of the Yellow Turban thieves.

Seeing the county soldiers on the mountain rushing down, like a torrent, one by one the yellow turban thieves began to retreat in fear.

Sima Wei was anxious and angry: "There are many of us, three of us can win by fighting one, don't be afraid!" Retreat from the latter slash! ”

But how could the sluggish morale be condensed because of Sima Wei's words?

Even with a numerical advantage, it is difficult to reverse the defeat.

This is an overwhelming military battle!

"Qu Shuai, the officers and soldiers are fierce, let's go back to the city!" The frightened guards began to persuade Sima to be afraid.

Although Sima Wei was unwilling, he didn't dare to insist anymore.

If all the soldiers and horses were scattered, wouldn't it be a repeat of the mistakes of the past, and the defeat of Banxian County, and even the city could not be returned?

"Withdraw!"

Sima Wei gritted his teeth, and his hatred for Zheng Ping deepened.

The Yellow Turban thieves fought and retreated, fleeing all the way to the city of Leling, but the county soldiers were in hot pursuit, preventing the Yellow Turban thieves from leaving the battlefield easily.

"The commander of the Digong Canal is here, open the city gate quickly!" Sima Wei's guards shouted to the city.

Suddenly.

A sharp gong sounded at the head of the city, and banners that made Sima Terrified and unfamiliar were erected!

"Digong Qu Shuai, this Leling City has been taken by me Deng Xu!"

"Don't surrender quickly!"

Sima Wei was shocked: "Deng Xu, why is you in Leling City?" ”

Deng Xu laughed: "Just a stupid thief, dare to block my heavenly soldiers?" You didn't know that you had fallen for Mr. Scheming's scheme! If you surrender, you can still get away with your life, if you resist, today's Leling City is the burial place of you, the local princess! ”

"Dog thief!" Sima was terrified and prepared to flee.

But this time, knowing that the three cities of Yanci, Leling, and Banxian were all taken by the Yellow Turban thief who claimed to be the commander of the Digongqu, how could Zheng Ping let Sima Wei escape easily?

As early as when Sima Wei shouted to open the city gate, the chasing county soldiers blocked the direction of Sima Wei's escape to the city of Yanci.

"I'm the commander of the earth, I won't die!"

Sima was afraid that the retreat would be cut off, his eyes were red, and he shouted for his guards to rush to kill.

But the morale of the Yellow Turban thieves had already dissipated, and even Sima Wei's own soldiers had no will to fight.

At this time, the county soldiers began to shout again: "Those who kill the commander of the land and the canal will not die!" ”

This cry directly crushed the last straw that supported Sima Wei.

In a moment of surprise, Sima Wei only heard a gust of wind in his head, and a guard behind him also shouted with red eyes:

"Qu Shuai, I'm sorry, my mother is still here, I don't want to die yet!"

This was a knife in the back, and it came unexpectedly.

Sima Wei didn't even have time to react, and was directly beheaded!

"The commander of the earth has been killed by me!"

"The commander of the earth has been killed by me!"

"The commander of the earth has been killed by me!"

The yellow turban thief who killed Sima was afraid shouted like hysteria.

Gradually, with the death of Sima Wei, the battle under the city of Leling also came to an end.

Deng Xu came out of the city, rode a horse to Zheng Ping, and saluted with his fists: "Sir, the last general is fortunate not to be dishonored!" ”

Zheng Ping bowed his head and said: "Deng Duwei, it's hard work, this time to take Leling City, you should be your first merit!" ”

Deng Xu hurriedly said: "This is all a clever plan of the gentleman, and the last general will not dare to take credit!" ”

Zheng Ping shook his head and smiled: "It's your first merit, it's your first merit, is it my civil service, and I still have to compete with you for a martial arts?" ”

Deng Xu felt comfortable when he heard this, and hugged his fists again: "Mr. Xie!" ”

"I have the first merit to win the city, and I can blow it in front of my father-in-law for a while when I go back." Deng Xu was secretly proud.

Compared with breaking the city, You Heng is more interested in praying for the sky lantern in his heart: "Brother Xianmou, what is floating in the sky?" ”

Deng Xu saw Zheng Ping's gesture and replied: "Mr. You, it's called the prayer lantern, which is made of bamboo strips to form a square frame, and then pasted with paper to make a headlight, and the burning pine resin is placed on the chassis to make the prayer lantern fly." ”

"It's much more convenient to use to convey signals than Hongyan."

"It's just that the secrecy is too low, and if the enemy detects the intention, this surprise attack may be prone to accidents."

"But against the Yellow Turban thieves, the effect is surprisingly good."

"The Yellow Turban thieves in Leling City, when they saw the prayer lantern, they thought I had invited the gods to help, haha!"

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