Chapter 796 Loyalty and Filial Piety
Shortly after Cheng Yu left, three tooth soldiers from the Chinese army's tent came over.
Without much effort, the three men were wrapped in bloody cloth bags and evacuated from the exit on the other side.
Not long after they left, the camp began to boil.
Everyone was in a mess.
People kept chanting the slogan "Shun Taishan, punish the violent Chen". These people wore yellow scarves on their foreheads and looked crazy, and they continued to slaughter the wounded soldiers of Yuan's army who were transported to the camp.
Then, flags imitating the "apricot flag" of the Taishan Army were raised from each camp one after another. In the blink of an eye, this camp turned into the victorious side.
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In the panic of the Western Front battlefield, Zhou Xin finally withdrew from the front line and was running towards the rear camp in a panic.
In the rout, most of Zhou Xin's guards were killed trying to cover him, and the rest fled for their lives. Zhou Xin also lost his horse and was walking towards the camp at the moment.
Near him, from time to time, you can still see the figures of the Taishan Army's cavalry pursuing him. However, because Zhou Xin had no followers, no flags, and no horses, the cavalry only regarded him as an ordinary target. Let it go.
Zhou Xin walked one foot at a time, one foot at a time. He had lost his original sword and could only pick up a stick to defend himself.
Behind him, the wind blew across the grass, as if the pursuers were behind him. Zhou Xin, who was already exhausted, gritted his teeth and persisted, hoping to reach the camp.
There is also a force in the camp, which is the auxiliary troops and heavy baggage troops led by Han Fu.
But just as Zhou Xin was trudging hard, he saw a small team appearing in front, everyone wearing a yellow scarf and carrying the banner of the Taishan Army. So Zhou Xin panicked and hurriedly lay down on the grass.
Then, as the team quickly approached, Zhou Xin could clearly see the current general, dressed in gorgeous clothes, driving towards with several knights.
After seeing this person clearly, Zhou Xin was confused because he clearly saw that this young cavalry general was none other than Han Fu's son, Han Rang.
Zhou Xin still felt dazzled and took a special look at the flag of the cavalry. Yes, it was the Han family's flag.
Just when he was doubting everything in front of him, a knight behind Han Rang suddenly shouted towards his hiding place:
"Who is hiding there?"
Moreover, this knight was very stubborn. Before he shouted, he shot the arrow in his hand.
Zhou Xin was about to speak when he felt pain in his arm, and then he could no longer hold the wooden stick in his hand.
Seeing that the knight on the opposite side wanted to shoot again, Zhou Xin couldn't care anymore, rolled out of the grass and shouted:
"Boy from the Han family, do you know me, Zhou Xin?"
Han Rang, who was at the front, was surprised at first. When Du Ma came back, he looked down at Zhou Xin's face and was overjoyed:
"It turned out to be Uncle Zhou."
Although Zhou Xin was from Kuaiji, he belonged to the public clan and lived in the Gyeonggi area on weekdays, so he had contacts with the Yingchuan family.
He had met this Han Rang before, but Zhou Xin was a guest of the Han family at that time, and this Han Rang boy, not to mention himself, even his father Han Fu could only accompany him at the last table.
But now, Zhou Xin looked at the condescending Han Rang, and felt depressed. He really turned against Tiangang. Such an uneducated boy saw that he couldn't even get off the horse.
Han Rang, who was riding on the horse at this moment, was very happy, but he did not go down to help Zhou Xin. Instead, he looked at him condescendingly, then showed his white teeth and smiled:
"I didn't expect to meet Uncle Zhou here. This is not only my blessing, but also Uncle Zhou's blessing."
Zhou Xin didn't quite understand this sentence. Just as he was about to ask, Han Rang continued:
"Our army has been restored, and my father is also presiding over military affairs in the camp. Now that I have made so many achievements, my uncle has contributed to it himself. It is really a blessing for me."
After hearing these words, Zhou Xin felt no luck and was about to curse.
But Han Rang's next words made Zhou Xin shut up. He was listening to Han Rang say:
"But this is both the boy's blessing and my uncle's. I will take you back to the camp right now. It will not be difficult to beg for your life from the Taishan Army."
To be honest, Zhou Xin was moved, but then he thought about it. As one of the five guardian armies of Duke Chen, he held a high and powerful position. He didn't know how much blood he had stained when he conquered the Yellow Turbans in Runan.
And looking at the way Han Rang dressed up, it was obvious that he had encouraged those Runan Yellow Turban rebels to rebel together. Once those Runan Yellow Turbans join the Taishan Army with me, how will I survive?
What's more, Zhou Xin can never forget that his brother Zhou Ang died at the hands of the Taishan Army, so if he surrenders to the Taishan Army, who does he count?
Zhou Xin himself was known for his ability to predict misfortunes, and he believed in his own intuition. He instinctively believed that once he agreed to surrender, not only would he not be able to survive, but his reputation would also be humiliated.
So he raised his head and looked at Han Rang. The dust on his face couldn't suppress his eyes. He smiled first and said:
"When I saw you back then, you treated me like a slave. Didn't you expect that you could survive me today? But why did you think that I would beg for mercy from you?"
As soon as he said this, Zhou Xin turned over and sat on the grass, pointed at Han Rang and cursed:
"Hey, kid. Who do you think you are, you dare to kneel in front of me? Even your good-for-nothing father wants to kneel in front of me. Who do you think you are?"
At this moment, the smile on Han Rang's face disappeared. He looked at Zhou Xin coldly, but unexpectedly, a straightforward man next to him was unhappy about his husband being humiliated and cursed back:
"My husband is not a thing, so don't curse!"
As soon as he finished the song, Han Rang's face fell, and Zhou Xin over there laughed even more and patted the grass:
"Yes, there is no better way to know a master than a domestic slave. Even your domestic slave said that you are nothing. It seems that you are really nothing. Haha!"
The composer was dumbfounded, and just as he was about to explain, Han Rang whipped him in the face, beating him to pieces.
But Buqujiang knew that he had said the wrong thing, and even though it hurt from being slapped, he did not dare to say another word.
After finishing the game, Han Rang looked down at the "unruly" Zhou Xin and said coldly:
"Uncle, if I give you some dignity, just keep it. Otherwise, I won't be the one who suffers."
But Zhou Xin didn't care about Han Rang's words at all. As soon as he finished speaking, he rolled over to Han Rang's horse, took out the short knife from his waist and stabbed Han Rang's calf.
Although Han Rang's greaves blocked him for a moment, he still couldn't bear the pain and fell off his horse.
When Zhou Xin was furious, a knight on one side hurriedly raised his horse to stab Zhou Xin, but Zhou Xin dodged it.
Then, Zhou Xin jumped and knocked the knight off his horse. There was a knight nearby who wanted to stab him, but Zhou Xin grabbed Ma Shan and pulled him to the ground. The man was killed with a final blow.
At this time, the fallen Han Rang was horrified. He did not expect Zhou Xin to have such martial arts skills. Wasn't this person always known for his erudition? How could it be so powerful!
Seeing Zhou Xin walking over, Han Rang screamed:
"Kill him!"
As soon as the words fell, the soldiers who had reacted immediately rushed over. They surrounded Zhou Xin, using swords and guns at the same time, and stabbed Zhou Xin to the ground in one fell swoop.
At this time, Zhou Xin was like a punctured water bag, with blood gushing wildly along the wound.
Blood spurted out of his mouth, and finally he turned to look at Han Rang and said:
"It's really not a thing."
After saying that, he died of anger.
At this moment, Han Rang had been helped up by the tribesmen. He staggered up to Zhou Xin, his expression extremely ugly.
Han Rang felt like he was being tricked by this old guy Zhou Xin.
Originally, he asked Zhou Xin to surrender, just to ask Zhou Xin, an old thief, to shout the word "surrender" by himself. When the time comes, Han Rang will say a few nice words, and through the ages, history will remember his Han Rang.
And now? After being messed with by this old thing, he became an ugly man. But what about this old thing? How heroic his death was, how befitting an unyielding Confucian scholar.
The more Han Rang thought about it, the angrier he became, and he cut off Zhou Xin's neck with one knife.
He held up Zhou Xin's head, directly pointed at the general who just said stupid things, and said coldly:
"Just you, throw this old man's head into the manure pit behind the camp." The general didn't know the meaning of Han Rang's behavior, but he looked at the furious Lang Jun and how could he dare to say anything more? , clinging to Zhou Xin's head, he ran to the back of the camp.
There is a huge cesspit that was previously used to fill the army's excrement.
After the song was about to leave, Han Rang turned around and warned the people around him:
"Don't tell anyone what happened just now. If anyone tells anyone, I will kill him or her!"
All the members were as silent as a cicada, nodding their heads in assurance.
In this case, Han Rang's anger was a little better. He looked at the headless corpse of Zhou Xin and snorted:
"Old man, you want to step on my Han family and ask for a name. Now I will throw you into the cesspit to see how you can ask for a name."
But at this time, Han Rang seemed to have forgotten that his silence order was not told to the general who was ordered to perform the mission behind him.
I just hope that this episode will be a little smarter and stop saying things that shouldn't be said.
Han Rang, who had left this hidden danger behind, took the rest of his troops and continued to move north slowly.
Their mission is to find the Taishan Army, preferably a Taishan Army general with sufficient identity, so that they can pass on the news to the Taishan Army that the rear camp has been restored.
But you can't, your own people are beating "our own people"!
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Same rice, different people.
Yuan Shao had hundreds of thousands of elite troops, but why didn’t he have one or two heroes?
On this chaotic battlefield, there is one army, just like a rock in the waves, standing still.
At this moment, Sima Lang, who had been presiding over the war in the formation, was looking ahead in a daze.
He had never been to the beach or seen the sea, but subconsciously, looking at the enemy troops coming up like a tide, Sima Lang felt that this was how the stormy waves crashed onto the shore.
After watching the enemy troops being beaten back again, Sima Lang came to his senses. He sighed to the guards around him and ordered:
"Roll up my flag."
The guard behind him was stunned, wondering if his ears had heard something wrong.
But Sima Lang turned around and repeated it again, and the guard realized that he had heard correctly, and all of a sudden, the guard burst out crying.
He sobbed:
"General, we are not afraid of death, don't admit defeat!"
In fact, as a guard, it is very arrogant to say this. It is up to Sima Lang to judge whether the battle is fought or not. You just have to obey the orders.
But Sima Lang didn't take it seriously and patted the guard on the shoulder:
"We are not going to admit defeat! We are looking for an opportunity."
As he spoke, Sima Lang looked up at his own flag. The flag with the Zhu Rong divine picture on it was the emblem of their Sima family, with the words "filial piety to relatives, respect to ancestors" written next to it.
These eight characters are the origin of the name of Xiaojingli, where the Sima family lives, and are the motto of their family.
Seeing the flag being slowly rolled up, Sima Lang took a long breath, and then he said to his brothers beside him:
"Just now I saw the enemy troops raising an apricot-yellow flag. That should be where King Zhang is. Then, while the enemy troops outside were confused by our troops and raised their flags, I will go straight to King Zhang. If I can succeed, The situation in the world is bound to change, and if I can’t succeed, just surrender!”
Especially for the grown-up younger brothers Sima Yi and Sima Lang, everyone warned:
"Erlang, you have grown up. After I am gone, you will take care of your brothers. Remember, if I die in battle, you must surrender with your army. Don't think about your father's hatred, it is just my battle. Just remember my words to boost morale in the past. In the future, the children of the family should not serve in official positions.”
Seeing his brother thinking deeply, Sima Lang was full of relief. Knowing that this might be the last time he talked to his brother, he couldn't help but say a few more words:
"My family no longer has any land. If we surrender later, we won't be attacked by the Taishan Army. But my family will still stay dormant in the countryside, teach their children to study more, and not serve as officials for at least two generations. This is not our era."
Then Sima Lang was silent for a while and said to Sima Yi:
"I know you are talented and have the ambition to benefit the world. If the Taishan Army hadn't suddenly emerged, I believe you would have made a difference in these troubled times. But remember, as a brother, this is not ours. Times, please stay dormant and make it your career to teach your children to read!”
After saying this, Sima Lang said the last words:
"No matter what, this family is our root, our hope and future."
No matter how good-tempered Sima Yi was at this time, he could not stop crying. He understood very well why his brother insisted on seeking death.
Yes, no one would think that Sima Lang could kill Zhang Chong alone. In their opinion, Sima Lang was seeking death.
But only Sima Yi understood that the reason why his brother did this was to leave a way for the family to rise again in the future.
He had learned about the character of King Zhang in detail. Although they were enemies, both Sima Yi brothers had to admit that King Zhang was indeed a heroic figure.
This is the kind of person who is upright and upright.
This is because he understands Wang Zhang's character, so Sima Lang wants to use this method to leave a mark in the history of his family.
Otherwise, if the Sima family surrenders like this, according to Sima Lang's instructions, they will not be allowed to serve in official positions for at least two generations.
Two generations are forty years. The children of the Sima family will become farmers without working as officials for forty years. Who will remember that there is a family called the Sima family?
Sima Lang and the others came out of the Chaju system, so of course they understand the essence of the Chaju system. If I check you, I must be aware of you before I can recommend you.
And if you have no reputation, will the higher-ups know who you are? This is why the children of aristocratic families must cultivate their reputation.
All Sima Lang has to do at this time is to earn a reputation for future generations.
As the decisive battle that determined the world situation, the Battle of Yiluo will definitely go down in history.
And the names of the warriors who became famous along with this battle must be one after another, but no matter how great their achievements were, how could they compare to his bravery in defeating King Zhang alone?
Does anyone think that such fame will not offend the Taishan Army? After all, you are braving such a huge taboo to attack and kill their king!
But this is because they don't understand the story of Yu Rang's assassination of Zhao Xiangzi, but Sima Lang knows.
As long as the story is good enough and the loyalty shown by Sima Lang in this story is wonderful enough, even if they belong to the enemy, the descendants of Taishan Army will also praise this story.
Not to mention, after two generations and forty years have passed, the hatred between the two sides has long since disappeared with the death of those who witnessed it.
However, the children of the Sima family will inevitably take off again because of this story of "loyalty" and the motto of "filial piety" passed down by their family.
Thinking of this, Sima Lang no longer had the fear of death in his heart, only one sentence lingered in his mind:
"Taishan Army, you have won this era. But what about forty years later? This decisive battle is far from over!"
At this moment, Sima Lang was already full of energy. He pulled out the horse's shaft from the ground, roared, and with the eight dead soldiers accompanying him, he galloped toward the apricot-yellow flag.
This rush is not toward death, but toward the infinite light!
Sima Lang OS:
"How can the Sima family lose when they have stacks of loyalty and filial piety buffs?"
Author OS:
"How do bugs in the two-dimensional world of history know that Zhang Chong doesn't know how to use the imperial examination system at all? The reputation earned by his ancestors is a joke under the imperial examination system."