After Sima Yue's death, the undercurrent immediately surged.

According to his last wish, he should have wanted to invite Sima Bi, the general of the Zhenjun Army and the prince of the world, so that everyone could assist him and continue to control Yan and Xu Erzhou.

He Lun, Wang Bing, and Liu Qia, who held military power, all expressed their willingness to serve the prince as the master.

The three of them are not from the clan, their status is not high enough, and they are not too famous, and assisting the prince is their best choice, and it can best protect their interests.

The most important thing now is to take the son over.

Before the prince came to Fan County, Yanzhou's military and political affairs could not be taken care of by no one.

The government affairs are either the king of the sect, or the very famous scholar like Wang Yan, and no one else is suitable. Everyone pushed back and forth, and finally decided that Sima Fan, the king of Xiangyang, would act as the agent for government affairs.

He Lun didn't agree with this, but the shogunate officials agreed, and in the end they could only acquiesce.

Military affairs were nominally managed by Liu Chou, the left chief of the palace, and He Sui, the chief secretary.

He Lun and Wang Bing's generation are the sons of soldiers and soldiers, and they are not suitable to be chief officers in their identities. Even if they are from a noble family, as long as they are engaged in military service, become soldiers, train soldiers, and lead soldiers to fight, they are willing to be lowly and degenerate, and they are only worthy of being driven by the shogunate scholars.

Considering that Liu Chou is from Pengcheng and He Sui is from the East China Sea, they can all be accepted by He Lun, Wang Bing and even Liu Qia.

Power, just like that, was divided.

Now I just wait for the prince to come back and "return to power".

If the prince does not come, the shogunate will have to disperse, and the army will fall apart.

In fact, there will already be people who have already left the house, and most of them are non-Qingxu scholars from other places.

They either went back to their hometowns or went to Jianye, which accounted for the majority - to put it sadly, Situ served as the pastor of Yanzhou twice, and also deliberately wooed the Yanzhou scholars, and gave many real power and official positions, but in the end it was the Qingxu scholars who were the most reliable.

When Wang Bing left Fan County, he saw a lot of scholars who left, and suddenly sighed secretly: As soon as Situ left, the shogunate had a posture that could not be maintained, and if there was a foreign enemy attacking at this time, don't look at Fan County, where there were more than 30,000 troops, most of them would be defeated by a single blow.

He took more than 100 horsemen and hundreds of horses from Fan County to the south, detoured to Jiyin, and got the help of the Jiyin Bian clan of the former shogunate chief secretary Bian Dun (now the Sima of the Shanjian shogunate), changed a batch of horses, raised some supplies, and then went all the way to the west.

When I entered Chenliu, it was already six or seven days later.

As far as the eye can see, there are ruined cities and fortress walls everywhere.

Occasionally, I saw a dock fort with living people, and others also looked like they were facing a great enemy, and directly shot arrows to let them get out of the way.

Wang Bing sighed, and when he arrived in Waihuang County, he would run out of water. Fortunately, the county order is still there, and it is difficult to raise a batch of grain for them. However, when he was about to leave, he encountered the Xiongnu army plundering everywhere and was forced to stay in Waihuang.

Wang Bing was a little anxious.

The shogunate is starting to fall apart, and if you wait any longer, even if you succeed in welcoming the prince back, I'm afraid there won't be much strength left.

What's more, the longer it drags on, the easier it is to be known by the enemy, and when the time comes, what should I do?

He now became more aware of the importance of the backbone.

The backbone of the heart can not be much stronger, but it must be there. As long as it can be recognized by the people around it, then the group will have cohesion, otherwise it will be a plate of scattered sand, and it will not help the birds.

Gotta hurry up and pick up the son.

******

Just two days after Sima Yue died of illness, when Wang Bing was still on the road, heavy snow fell in Xingyang and Yingchuan.

Wang Sang looked at Dongfang sadly, not knowing what happened to his hometown Donglai.

I heard that Cao Wei and Gou Xi had a battle and were defeated and lost.

After so many years, he still can't step into the mountain of Gou Xi, and Wang Sang is suddenly a little discouraged.

Today is the 16th of November, and the army is about to cross the Wěi River and advance towards Yingchuan.

At this moment, several horsemen rushed from the other side of the river, and after passing through the ice, they reported: "General, there are officers and soldiers coming from the south to the north, waving the flag of the general with the word 'Shao'. The striker has already fought against him. ”

Wang Sang was frightened, and hurriedly asked, "How far is it?" ”

He didn't ask how many people came, he only asked how far it was, which showed his thoughts.

"Ten miles."

"Mother and Daughter!" Wang Sang scolded: "I came to report it for ten miles, what are you eating?" ”

The scout was afraid to speak.

"How many soldiers does the thief have?" Wang Sang calmed down and asked.

"There may be 20,000 men, mostly foot soldiers, and very few cavalry."

Wang Sang put down his snack slightly, but his heart quickly lifted again. The thieves didn't have any cavalry, and they didn't have either.

Among their foreign generals, Shile cavalry is the most, and the others are all bird-like, with more than 1,000 horsemen and 2,000 horsemen reaching the sky. This time he went south, and only brought a total of 10,000 foot soldiers and five or six hundred cavalry, which was between Shao and Shao thieves in terms of the number of cavalry.

No, you have to contact Lu Ming and others.

They had a bunch of miscellaneous cavalry under their tent, and with their help, they had the confidence to face the Shao thief.

The messenger soon departed.

Wang Sang looked at the gloomy sky, entangled and hesitant.

The two armies are separated by ten miles, and if they withdraw at this time, I am afraid that it will evolve into the great rout of the original Gongxian County.

Moreover, having captured so much property, the march was very slow unless it was abandoned.

He looked up at the sky, and the snow had long since stopped, except for the howling north wind.

This is more advantageous.

In winter, strong northerly winds often blow to offset the advantage of the opposing bow and arrow.

But Wang Sang still didn't dare to fight.

"Someone!" Wang Sang immediately ordered: "Smash the ice on the surface of the river, smash a little more, and stop the enemy army." ”

After the general received the order, Wang Sang thought for a while and said: "Throw away the looted goods, and don't slow down the march." ”

This time, the person who received the order was a little hesitant.

Isn't it just for money and food to be a soldier? What does it mean that you let people throw away their goods?

"Does the general have to use a plan to leave money?"

"What's the plan?" Wang Sang waved his hand and said, "You don't need to throw away the silk silk, and all the other things that are in the way are thrown away." I see that there are still people carrying two copper tripods, which is just nonsense. ”

"General, those two copper tripods are a lot of money, and they are related to the military rewards of dozens of people, and they will be valued and sold after they return to Yecheng in exchange for some grain." The general reminded: "There are also those cows, each cow has several people divided equally, if you throw it away at will, I am afraid that it will hurt morale." ”

"Bang!" Wang Sang slapped the case heavily and said angrily: "Is money important or life important?" ”

The general did not dare to speak.

"Go and give the order, don't hesitate." Wang Sang raised his voice and said.

"No." The general turned and left.

In a short time, the makeshift camp was busy inside and out.

Veterans who had seen the fighting power of the Silver Spear Army held various tools and quickly chiseled the ice. The recruits recruited in the past year are a little puzzled, and they just do it subconsciously after getting the order, and they are not as active as the veterans.

On the whole, this order was carried out fairly well, and the other order to give up the looted property was met with great resistance.

Not only did the recruits not understand, but even the veterans complained.

It is human nature that good money is hard to give up.

In the army, gossip began to circulate: the Silver Spear Army was close at hand, so it had to be heard.

As for how far this "close" is, the various versions that have been passed out are very scary, and the most exaggerated ones even say that there are only one or two miles, and they can be killed at any time.

The whole barracks was in a commotion.

After Wang Sang heard the report of his subordinates, he was in a hurry.

This is not to blame anyone, but only him.

As the main general, he conveyed to the soldiers the ideas of "we can't fight" and "we must start running for our lives now". You've done it all, what morale can you expect from the soldiers?

Not bombing the camp on the spot can be regarded as the hard training and effective rectification in the past year.

The sweat on Wang Sang's head became more and more, and he found that he seemed to be self-defeating, but there was no way, he was beaten too hard by Shao Thief before. The cost is constantly consumed, and every time there is a little combat effectiveness, it is directly broken once, so that now there is no courage to face the enemy head-on.

In the end, it's still the blame for the thief.

Wang Sang thought about it, and he had to come forward to suppress this matter in person. So he ordered more than 100 personal soldiers, went out of the big tent with murderous spirit, and began to clean up the barracks. And just then, the scouts ran back out of breath.

Without them talking, Wang Sang already knew what was going on.

On the southern horizon, a large team of horses appeared.

The sound of hooves rumbled, and flags flew over.

The number of horses in the team was small, and there were only about two or three hundred in the front, but one person carried two horses, and the speed was very fast.

The sergeant who was smashing the river ice subconsciously stopped what he was doing and stared blankly at the other side of the river.

"Long Sword Army...... "A veteran who had fought in the Battle of the Great Sun swallowed his saliva and muttered.

The Long Sword Army rushed to the south bank of the Weishui River and found a high horse in the distance.

Then comes the dazzling moment.

Less than three hundred men in all, they quickly untied their baggage from their pack horses, took out their armor, and draped them on each other in pairs.

Others who were not ready to take part in the battle quickly gathered their horses and retreated into the distance, disappearing behind a grove.

The fully clothed Longsword Army was fully armed, lined up on the other side of the river that had just been smashed into river ice, and took out a crossbow machine.

The whole process takes a very short time, and it can be seen that it is the result of a lot of hard work.

After they were ready for battle, more than a thousand horsemen rushed from the south, still one man and two horses.

This time they did not dismount, but galloped directly over the river a little farther away, and after a long circle, dismounted and formed a formation two miles to the north.

Wang Sangru fell into an ice cave.

What kind of play is this? Can hoplites still play like this?