NOVEL WEB Riding and cutting the imperial pirates of the Three Kingdoms
Chapter 16
Chapter 16
In the era of cold weapons, the side that occupies the geographical advantage has a huge advantage, which is far beyond the imagination of modern people like Wang Zheng.
This is because the ancient army itself was very lacking in equipment, physical strength, and military discipline.
Even despite the age gap in equipment, they are far inferior to the modern army.
Especially in the special era of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
This is an era when soldiers have the lowest sense of existence, because in terms of the average combat power of ordinary soldiers, they are not as good as the previous Western Han Dynasty, they are also inferior to the longer Qin Dynasty, and they are not even as good as the latecomers in the Three Kingdoms period.
Whether it was the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, or the First Emperor of Qin, or the later Western Han Dynasty with the surname Liu, after most of the wars in these periods were launched, the main soldiers who participated in the wars all came from the conscription system.
After the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the conscription system was changed to a recruiting system. Regardless of the central government or the counties and states in various regions, the number of real standing armies was not large, and every time there was a war, it was more dependent on temporary recruitment of soldiers.
The targets of this recruitment system are farmers, businessmen and ethnic minorities.
Compared with the conscription system, the conscription system has too many defects, which directly affect the two-way combat power of soldiers individually and in groups.Compared with the Qin and Han Dynasties, it is really inferior.
The Eastern Han Dynasty eventually reaped its own consequences.
The recruitment system was one of the direct causes of warlord separatism in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
When the warlords themselves can build their own private armed forces through their family soldiers, and the combat power of the private armed forces is not inferior to that of the so-called court officers and soldiers, it is even worse. As time goes by, the warlords become stronger and stronger, and their fear of court orthodoxy is almost as high as From time to time, ambitions for self-reliance and even rebellion grow wildly.
On the other hand, it was the emergence of the recruitment system that led to the decline of soldiers' personal combat power, which indirectly contributed to the glorious foundation of the Three Kingdoms stage.
The generals are like clouds, and the counselors are like rain. This is the era of the most shining stars in the long history of the Chinese Dynasty for thousands of years.
The right time and place, in this special era, has far more influence on the outcome of a battle than later generations.
Wang Zheng had expected victory, but the victory was too easy, far beyond his expectations.
This is Cao Cao's army
Wei Wu who pays special attention to military discipline and military training
How much did he attach importance to food and logistics, how could he not send elite soldiers to escort him?
Looking at the blue text that appeared on the face frame, Wang Zheng confirmed his judgment. With a total of more than 11300 experience points, excluding those captured wounded, the enemy soldiers each provided around 80 experience points this time.
Although not as good as Gong Xu's personal military generals, he is far superior to ordinary gentry, and is an absolute elite teacher.
Two hundred elite soldiers stand ready by themselves,
The result is this?
An army that used to have 1 men break through 30 yellow scarves, now 300 men are against [-], the gap in numbers is shrinking, but just occupying a favorable location to ambush and taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to form a surprise attack is such a completely reversed situation. Face down?
Thinking of the founding soldiers of the Chinese dynasty in later generations, they also had inferior equipment and insufficient logistics, but they created an incredible myth that one country was against seventeen countries, and was later praised by the commander-in-chief of NATO as the strongest soldier on the ground who was far better than Su De, America and Japan.
Wang Zheng was a little moved, and even faintly realized.
Perhaps, it is such a weak soldier's combat power that has made the myth of those fierce generals "enemies of ten thousand people".
Perhaps, it was these completely undisciplined, unyielding armies that convinced the counselors:
You only need to shake the feather fan slightly, and store the tricks in the bag, and the mast and scull can be wiped out while talking and laughing.
Because the power of ordinary people, in their view, is too insignificant.
Wang Zheng did not participate in this victory.To be precise, it is no longer leading the way.
One is that it is impossible for him to be the first to fight every time, and the other is that he wants to observe the combat power of the "Yellow Turban" at a close distance.
The second-tier arms are really extraordinary.
In terms of performance alone, Wang Zheng has come to the conclusion that with the same equipment, a "Yellow Turban" is enough to match Gong Xu's two soldiers.
They should have found out too, right?
A body has changed in strength, speed, and even the five senses in a short period of time. How could the owner of the body not notice it?
Especially in places like the battlefield, when fighting with people, these abnormal changes can be found immediately.
Seeing Wu Sheng and the others approaching excitedly, Wang Zheng smiled and was about to speak when he was quite surprised when he saw one of them, and then there was some inexplicable meaning in his smile.
That person was Xia Houmao.
At this time, he was escorted by a group of people with his hands behind his back, his body covered in blood and dirt, his face was not even the slightest bit of proud and self-confident, his face seemed to be self-reliant and calm, but he couldn't hide the panic and flinch in his eyes.
"It's really rare to meet the left and right sides of the road in the barren mountains and wild mountains."
Wang Zheng looked at the other party playfully, and said with a smile: "Lieutenant Xiahou, are you all right?"
"It's you!"
Xia Houmao naturally remembered Wang Zheng, and suddenly showed a dazed expression.
He has always been puzzled, all the bandits and bandits in his base camp have been wiped out long ago, how could there be so many thieves suddenly.
I had long thought that people like Wu Sheng and Xu Fang were familiar, but they didn't match their numbers for a while. When they saw Wang Zheng at this time, they suddenly realized it.
"So it's you yellow scarf thieves!"
After knowing the identity of the thief, he suddenly regained the confidence of a superior, with a pretentious self-consciousness on his face again, and sneered repeatedly:
"Surrender and rebellion, capricious, really is a bunch of villains!"
The night was quiet and the mountains were secluded, and these words spread around in an instant.
People who were busy searching for spoils in the distance paused for a moment, and then resumed their previous movements when they saw Wang Zheng.
In a short period of time, they seemed to have gotten used to it. They obeyed the king's orders, and naturally they would order them to do what the king asked them to do.
Wu Sheng and others who were guarding Wang Zheng couldn't hold back, they all showed indignation and looked at Wang Zheng one after another, waiting for an order, they immediately sent Xia Houmao's life back to the underworld.
"Not in a hurry."
Wang Zheng's expression remained unchanged, he didn't seem to be annoyed, he just looked at Xia Houmao calmly:
"Captain Xiahou, is your father Xiahou Dun or Xiahou Yuan?"
"You country boy, you know my father's name?"
Hearing this, Xia Houmao, who had just been taken aback by everyone's gestures, was shocked, but delighted, and immediately became sure that his life would be safe this time.
What he is most afraid of at the moment is that these yellow scarf thieves are ignorant and stupid. They don't know their background or their identity. .
Wang Zheng is the leader and knows this, although he doesn't know how the other party knew it, but for Xia Houmao, it is rare good news in the current unfavorable situation.
"My father is Xiahou Yuanrang, the prefect of Dongjun!"
Life is at stake, as if fearing that the father alone would not be enough, Xia Houmao added: "My uncle is the state shepherd!"
These two names seemed to carry inexplicable power, which made Xia Houmao courage again, and shouted loudly:
"If you are sensible, quickly abandon your weapons and surrender, and go with me to plead guilty to my uncle, you will still be spared the death penalty."
He was half a reminder and half a warning: "It's too late to regret it now!"
Xiahou Dun's name didn't seem to be deterrent enough. Wu Sheng and the others didn't change their faces when they heard it, but Cao Cao's name caused a commotion. After all, he was the final winner last time.The failure given to Qingzhou people is also the most painful and impressive.
Seeing this scene, Xia Houmao put his heart in the air, and let it go again.
But when he looked at Wang Zheng, he was a little apprehensive.
The face of the other party was calm, as if he had no fluctuations in the fact that he was Cao Cao's nephew.
What Xia Houmao was thinking in his heart, just like him, Wang Zheng didn't really care.
Just an incompetent person.
But Wang Zheng was really curious about the other party's background.
After all, for the first time in my life, my dream of being a "counselor" was broken because of Xia Houmao, but the key to it was because of Xiahou's surname, not the other person.
At this moment, the doubts were resolved, and the disgusting face in front of him became more and more disdainful to look at it.
Wang Zheng was murderous, but the smile on his face grew wider, and he asked suddenly.
"You walked without a horse, the whip you used last time, is it on your body now?"
Without waiting for Xia Houmao's answer, he walked over directly, glanced at the other person's waist, clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"Heaven fulfills people's wishes, it is here."
Snapped!
Wang Zheng pulled out his horsewhip. He didn't know how to whip, so he just flicked his wrist chicly and flicked it casually in mid-air.
Under the moonlight, a snake-shaped horse sprang up suddenly.
"What are you going to do?"
Xia Houmao vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't believe it.
It shouldn't be, this guy clearly knows my background and identity, how can he cause trouble and make a strong enemy?
"By the way." Wang Zheng suddenly remembered something again, and asked curiously, "Does Xiahou Dun have one eye or two?"
As soon as this remark came out, Xia Houmao's eyes suddenly cracked.
This kid knows his father's name but still asks such questions, it is clearly a curse on purpose!
"Little thief, how dare you curse my father?"
A whip came out of nowhere, from top to bottom, and directly hit Xia Houmao's head heavily.
With a piercing strange sound, countless fine blood threads slowly seeped out from Xia Houmao's seven orifices.
The strength contained in this whip is far more powerful than Xia Houmao's whip that day.
He never had a chance to utter another word.
"Looks like he's not blind yet."
Facing the corpse lying limp on the ground, Wang Zheng added something regretful, threw the whip on the corpse without hesitation, and suddenly slapped his head.
"After asking for a long time, I still don't know what this person's name is."
(End of this chapter)
In the era of cold weapons, the side that occupies the geographical advantage has a huge advantage, which is far beyond the imagination of modern people like Wang Zheng.
This is because the ancient army itself was very lacking in equipment, physical strength, and military discipline.
Even despite the age gap in equipment, they are far inferior to the modern army.
Especially in the special era of the Eastern Han Dynasty.
This is an era when soldiers have the lowest sense of existence, because in terms of the average combat power of ordinary soldiers, they are not as good as the previous Western Han Dynasty, they are also inferior to the longer Qin Dynasty, and they are not even as good as the latecomers in the Three Kingdoms period.
Whether it was the Seven Heroes of the Warring States Period, or the First Emperor of Qin, or the later Western Han Dynasty with the surname Liu, after most of the wars in these periods were launched, the main soldiers who participated in the wars all came from the conscription system.
After the founding of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the conscription system was changed to a recruiting system. Regardless of the central government or the counties and states in various regions, the number of real standing armies was not large, and every time there was a war, it was more dependent on temporary recruitment of soldiers.
The targets of this recruitment system are farmers, businessmen and ethnic minorities.
Compared with the conscription system, the conscription system has too many defects, which directly affect the two-way combat power of soldiers individually and in groups.Compared with the Qin and Han Dynasties, it is really inferior.
The Eastern Han Dynasty eventually reaped its own consequences.
The recruitment system was one of the direct causes of warlord separatism in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
When the warlords themselves can build their own private armed forces through their family soldiers, and the combat power of the private armed forces is not inferior to that of the so-called court officers and soldiers, it is even worse. As time goes by, the warlords become stronger and stronger, and their fear of court orthodoxy is almost as high as From time to time, ambitions for self-reliance and even rebellion grow wildly.
On the other hand, it was the emergence of the recruitment system that led to the decline of soldiers' personal combat power, which indirectly contributed to the glorious foundation of the Three Kingdoms stage.
The generals are like clouds, and the counselors are like rain. This is the era of the most shining stars in the long history of the Chinese Dynasty for thousands of years.
The right time and place, in this special era, has far more influence on the outcome of a battle than later generations.
Wang Zheng had expected victory, but the victory was too easy, far beyond his expectations.
This is Cao Cao's army
Wei Wu who pays special attention to military discipline and military training
How much did he attach importance to food and logistics, how could he not send elite soldiers to escort him?
Looking at the blue text that appeared on the face frame, Wang Zheng confirmed his judgment. With a total of more than 11300 experience points, excluding those captured wounded, the enemy soldiers each provided around 80 experience points this time.
Although not as good as Gong Xu's personal military generals, he is far superior to ordinary gentry, and is an absolute elite teacher.
Two hundred elite soldiers stand ready by themselves,
The result is this?
An army that used to have 1 men break through 30 yellow scarves, now 300 men are against [-], the gap in numbers is shrinking, but just occupying a favorable location to ambush and taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to form a surprise attack is such a completely reversed situation. Face down?
Thinking of the founding soldiers of the Chinese dynasty in later generations, they also had inferior equipment and insufficient logistics, but they created an incredible myth that one country was against seventeen countries, and was later praised by the commander-in-chief of NATO as the strongest soldier on the ground who was far better than Su De, America and Japan.
Wang Zheng was a little moved, and even faintly realized.
Perhaps, it is such a weak soldier's combat power that has made the myth of those fierce generals "enemies of ten thousand people".
Perhaps, it was these completely undisciplined, unyielding armies that convinced the counselors:
You only need to shake the feather fan slightly, and store the tricks in the bag, and the mast and scull can be wiped out while talking and laughing.
Because the power of ordinary people, in their view, is too insignificant.
Wang Zheng did not participate in this victory.To be precise, it is no longer leading the way.
One is that it is impossible for him to be the first to fight every time, and the other is that he wants to observe the combat power of the "Yellow Turban" at a close distance.
The second-tier arms are really extraordinary.
In terms of performance alone, Wang Zheng has come to the conclusion that with the same equipment, a "Yellow Turban" is enough to match Gong Xu's two soldiers.
They should have found out too, right?
A body has changed in strength, speed, and even the five senses in a short period of time. How could the owner of the body not notice it?
Especially in places like the battlefield, when fighting with people, these abnormal changes can be found immediately.
Seeing Wu Sheng and the others approaching excitedly, Wang Zheng smiled and was about to speak when he was quite surprised when he saw one of them, and then there was some inexplicable meaning in his smile.
That person was Xia Houmao.
At this time, he was escorted by a group of people with his hands behind his back, his body covered in blood and dirt, his face was not even the slightest bit of proud and self-confident, his face seemed to be self-reliant and calm, but he couldn't hide the panic and flinch in his eyes.
"It's really rare to meet the left and right sides of the road in the barren mountains and wild mountains."
Wang Zheng looked at the other party playfully, and said with a smile: "Lieutenant Xiahou, are you all right?"
"It's you!"
Xia Houmao naturally remembered Wang Zheng, and suddenly showed a dazed expression.
He has always been puzzled, all the bandits and bandits in his base camp have been wiped out long ago, how could there be so many thieves suddenly.
I had long thought that people like Wu Sheng and Xu Fang were familiar, but they didn't match their numbers for a while. When they saw Wang Zheng at this time, they suddenly realized it.
"So it's you yellow scarf thieves!"
After knowing the identity of the thief, he suddenly regained the confidence of a superior, with a pretentious self-consciousness on his face again, and sneered repeatedly:
"Surrender and rebellion, capricious, really is a bunch of villains!"
The night was quiet and the mountains were secluded, and these words spread around in an instant.
People who were busy searching for spoils in the distance paused for a moment, and then resumed their previous movements when they saw Wang Zheng.
In a short period of time, they seemed to have gotten used to it. They obeyed the king's orders, and naturally they would order them to do what the king asked them to do.
Wu Sheng and others who were guarding Wang Zheng couldn't hold back, they all showed indignation and looked at Wang Zheng one after another, waiting for an order, they immediately sent Xia Houmao's life back to the underworld.
"Not in a hurry."
Wang Zheng's expression remained unchanged, he didn't seem to be annoyed, he just looked at Xia Houmao calmly:
"Captain Xiahou, is your father Xiahou Dun or Xiahou Yuan?"
"You country boy, you know my father's name?"
Hearing this, Xia Houmao, who had just been taken aback by everyone's gestures, was shocked, but delighted, and immediately became sure that his life would be safe this time.
What he is most afraid of at the moment is that these yellow scarf thieves are ignorant and stupid. They don't know their background or their identity. .
Wang Zheng is the leader and knows this, although he doesn't know how the other party knew it, but for Xia Houmao, it is rare good news in the current unfavorable situation.
"My father is Xiahou Yuanrang, the prefect of Dongjun!"
Life is at stake, as if fearing that the father alone would not be enough, Xia Houmao added: "My uncle is the state shepherd!"
These two names seemed to carry inexplicable power, which made Xia Houmao courage again, and shouted loudly:
"If you are sensible, quickly abandon your weapons and surrender, and go with me to plead guilty to my uncle, you will still be spared the death penalty."
He was half a reminder and half a warning: "It's too late to regret it now!"
Xiahou Dun's name didn't seem to be deterrent enough. Wu Sheng and the others didn't change their faces when they heard it, but Cao Cao's name caused a commotion. After all, he was the final winner last time.The failure given to Qingzhou people is also the most painful and impressive.
Seeing this scene, Xia Houmao put his heart in the air, and let it go again.
But when he looked at Wang Zheng, he was a little apprehensive.
The face of the other party was calm, as if he had no fluctuations in the fact that he was Cao Cao's nephew.
What Xia Houmao was thinking in his heart, just like him, Wang Zheng didn't really care.
Just an incompetent person.
But Wang Zheng was really curious about the other party's background.
After all, for the first time in my life, my dream of being a "counselor" was broken because of Xia Houmao, but the key to it was because of Xiahou's surname, not the other person.
At this moment, the doubts were resolved, and the disgusting face in front of him became more and more disdainful to look at it.
Wang Zheng was murderous, but the smile on his face grew wider, and he asked suddenly.
"You walked without a horse, the whip you used last time, is it on your body now?"
Without waiting for Xia Houmao's answer, he walked over directly, glanced at the other person's waist, clapped his hands and said with a smile:
"Heaven fulfills people's wishes, it is here."
Snapped!
Wang Zheng pulled out his horsewhip. He didn't know how to whip, so he just flicked his wrist chicly and flicked it casually in mid-air.
Under the moonlight, a snake-shaped horse sprang up suddenly.
"What are you going to do?"
Xia Houmao vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't believe it.
It shouldn't be, this guy clearly knows my background and identity, how can he cause trouble and make a strong enemy?
"By the way." Wang Zheng suddenly remembered something again, and asked curiously, "Does Xiahou Dun have one eye or two?"
As soon as this remark came out, Xia Houmao's eyes suddenly cracked.
This kid knows his father's name but still asks such questions, it is clearly a curse on purpose!
"Little thief, how dare you curse my father?"
A whip came out of nowhere, from top to bottom, and directly hit Xia Houmao's head heavily.
With a piercing strange sound, countless fine blood threads slowly seeped out from Xia Houmao's seven orifices.
The strength contained in this whip is far more powerful than Xia Houmao's whip that day.
He never had a chance to utter another word.
"Looks like he's not blind yet."
Facing the corpse lying limp on the ground, Wang Zheng added something regretful, threw the whip on the corpse without hesitation, and suddenly slapped his head.
"After asking for a long time, I still don't know what this person's name is."
(End of this chapter)
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