Chapter 3 Tensions are at stake(1/2)
When the fire pavilion started, Zhou Mo had already completed his waste handling project in Shimen Mountain. He was taking advantage of the moonlight and rushed back to the Guandukou with Lao Mu and others.
If there was no time travel, Zhou Mo should have been working at this Guandukou in a simple manner. Then he died or fled back to Yizhou in the Battle of Yiling, and then he would be a middle and lower-level official who had been unknown for his whole life in Yizhou.
Time traveler Zhou Mo certainly cannot accept this kind of life.
He wanted to make achievements and wanted to go to the south with Zhuge Liang to meet Yong Kai and Meng Huo, and to go to the north to meet Cao Zhen, Guo Huai and Sima Yi.
Of course, in the above things, he doesn't want to be a bystander or a passerby with no sense of existence. He wants to participate, deeply participate, and he wants to be a decision maker, at least he is the kind of character who can stand beside Zhuge Liang.
He wanted to give it a try. This legendary situation that even the prime minister could not defeat. If he existed, would it be different?
But he is just a small town leader now.
Even if I die soon, I won’t be able to pay attention to it.
The battle of Yiling was defeated, and there were no 50,000 troops. He just did not deserve one-fifty thousand of his name.
If you want to participate in history and change history, you must first be qualified to write your name into history.
At least he must not be a general?
Zhou Mo didn't know how long it would take to go from Tunchang to General.
But now, he discovered a good opportunity to quickly get Liu Bei's attention and be promoted.
That is the Battle of Yiling.
Of course, the defeat of Yiling has become a foregone conclusion. Although Zhou Mo also tried to write a letter to Liu Bei, trying to recover a little loss. However, a person with a slight slight word from Xiaotun, his letter will most likely not be seen by Liu Bei. Even if he sees it, whether Liu Bei believes it or not is still an unknown number.
Anyway, the small characters are not worthy.
Zhou Mo's idea was to give Liu Bei a real and impressive timely help on the road that he was bound to retreat.
On weekdays, he is a village chief, and it is not easy to meet Liu Bei.
But when the army was defeated, it was different. Historical records show that Liu Bei fled back to Baidi City and was spared only. He must have died, and there were few people around him.
It can be imagined that at this time, Liu Bei had pursuers behind him and intercepted him in front, and was as in a hurry as a dog who was stranded.
Zhou Mo must rely on his foresight on history to be the man who saved him.
In Zhou Mo's plan, he first had to meet Liu Bei's retreat in Shimen Mountain. Through topographic investigation and historical analysis, this was almost the only way for Liu Bei to retreat.
Secondly, we must set up defenses at Guandukou to prevent the Wu army from attacking from the river.
This Guandukou was originally just a small fishing village. Because it was located in the middle of Wu Gorge and was one of the only two ferries on the north bank, it was temporarily conquered for military use during the war and set up a garrison.
As the garrison commander, Zhou Mo had fifty soldiers under his command, but unfortunately, they were all veterans and weak soldiers.
There is no way to do this. Anyone who can go to the front line is on the front line. As a logistics force, it would be great if it could be full.
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As soon as the two entered the dock camp, they felt that the atmosphere was unusual. They saw a large group of soldiers surrounding the dock, quarreling about something.
Zhou Mo hurriedly walked up and heard a strange voice in the crowd shouting: "Is Zhou Mo really not in the camp? He is called escaping for fear of sin! One of you, one of you, is to calculate, cover up!"
"Who is looking for me?"
Zhou Mo shouted, squeezed away the crowd and walked up.
When the soldiers saw that the tun was growing, they consciously made a way for him.
I saw a dozen unfamiliar guards surrounded by everyone, led by a strong officer.
Although they have few people, each of them has a stinky face that is unpretentious and unruly.
Especially the officer in charge, his black face was ashen and ashen, and even more stinking. He saw him wearing armor, a bronze sword hanging on his waist, and his left hand was held on the hilt of the sword, which seemed quite alert.
As soon as he saw this person, Zhou Mo felt a little shocked and thought to himself that it was not good.
He knew this person, Deng Shuang, who was stationed in Zigui, and was an official position in the palace, also known as the grain governor, who was responsible for supervising the logistics of grain and supplies for the front line of the Shu army. Although his official position was not very large, it was very important and had great power. It was more than enough to control Zhou Mo, a small general.
Previously, Zhou Mo was busy dealing with the matter of going to Shimen Mountain to meet Liu Bei's retreat, and had not handled his official duties for more than ten days.
Today, a large amount of food and supplies collected from Badong County and surrounding villages and towns are piled up in the wharf and warehouses.
According to the rules, these things should have been shipped to the front line of Zigui, but now they are piled up here, which is obviously a great negligence.
Deng Shuang must have come for this matter.
The loss of military rations is a serious crime, and Zhou Mo naturally knows it.
But he had gone to Zigui to escort food and grass, and had carefully investigated it and learned that the front line was not short of food and grass in the short term.
As for the medium and long term, once the front line collapses, who can still remember his trivial matters?
Therefore, Zhou Mo thought that it would be better to have a few days late. At most, a small official from above sent him to inquire about the situation and urge him to rely on the face of the Zhou family in Langzhong and his three-inch tongue, and then use yellow and white things to fool him.
But unexpectedly, Deng Shuang, the governor of Grain, who is known as "selfless", actually came in person. This guy is famous for not recognizing his relatives, and is also considered a talent, at least he is very suitable for this job.
The supervision system of the Shu army was actually implemented in such a strict and orderly manner, and there was no room for him to be lazy and sloppy.
How could this look like an army that is about to be defeated?
Zhou Mo couldn't help but secretly complain: "Can you not be so reliable when you use this person Zhuge Liang? Isn't this going to ruin my great cause of reviving the Han Dynasty?"
what to do?
Did you tell them that the Yiling front has been lost?
It's not feasible, they won't believe it.
Even the loyal Lao Mu had been half-believing and half-doubted before, and it was not until recently that Huang Qi's prophecy was fulfilled that he had no other intentions.
You want to convince these people in just a few words? It’s impossible.
But no matter what, I must not follow them. I was taken back to Zigui by them. I guess the crime was not even enough to be tried, so I entered the tiger's mouth of the Eastern Wu and everything was over.
"Okay, Zhou Mo!" Deng Shuang shouted, interrupting Zhou Mo's thoughts.
He pointed to Zhou Mo's nose and said, "You are not a coward at all, so you dare to come out. I ask you, why can't the food, grass and military funds you are responsible for for a long time?"
Now, we can only adapt to the situation.
Zhou Mo gritted his teeth, showed a flattering smile in embarrassment, and said, "General, he is not dereliction of duty. He really has something to hide. Please observe clearly."
Then he went up and whispered: "General, I have worked hard all the way. Please go to the barracks to rest and have tea first. I will report the delays in food and grass. I will report it truthfully later."
The so-called going to the barracks to rest and drink tea is to avoid left and right and be harmonious in private, so naturally some yellow and white things are indispensable. Deng Shuang has been an official for many years, so of course he understands the joints in it.
"No need. I don't have the leisure to drink tea." Deng Shuang flatly rejected Zhou Mo's request without any hesitation, "You must go with me today. General Liao asked you to call me."
I brought out the chief Liao Hua to talk about the matter very clearly, and there is no room for compatibility with this matter.
"Please beg for mercy for the general." Zhou Mo said stubbornly. Although these words were soft words begging for mercy, from Zhou Mo's tough tone, it seemed like a threat.
Deng's eyes sterned and he sneered: "Hmph, boy, don't play this with me. You're playing with fire."
Facing Deng Shuang, who was unable to get into the air, Zhou Mo had no choice for a moment.
Seeing that Zhou Mo refused to submit, Deng Shuang's nose was emitting heavy breath, obviously he was extremely impatient. He only heard his throat raise and said to his left and right: "Take Zhou Mo down, take me down, take my weapon, remove my waist card, and take it on the boat."
Hearing the command of the commander, the two guards on both sides quickly stepped forward, pierced Zhou Mo's elbow joint, and were about to untickle his sword.
Zhou Mo was panicked. He didn't expect that Deng Shuang was so arrogant and took action directly.
You should know that although Zhou Mo's official position is humble, his family, Zhou, Langzhong, is not a vegetarian. Even if he commits a crime, he should be treated with courtesy.
How can you catch it at will?
Zhou Mo didn't want to make things worse. After all, he was an official in the same dynasty, so Deng Shuang was just doing things impartially. Even if his methods were inappropriate, he was not a person who was unforgivable.
But now that things have come to this point, there is no blood. I am afraid that this matter will not be overcome today.
I am a person who wants to do big things, and can you still be arrested here?
"Old Mu." Zhou Mo shouted.
With a clear sound of "crack--", Lao Mu, who was already ready to go, drew out his short sword without hesitation, forcing the two guards to retreat, and protect Zhou Mo behind him.
Seeing Lao Mu draw his sword, dozens of soldiers under Zhou Mo also showed off their weapons.
Seeing this scene of sharing the same hatred of the enemy, Zhou Mo's slightly panicked mind instantly calmed down.
He felt a sense of passion and stirred up in his chest.
"Rareless!" Deng Shuang shouted, "I am ordered to investigate Zhou Mo's dereliction of duty and illegality. Are you people going to rebel?"
Before he finished speaking, he drew out his sword, and more than a dozen guards under his command followed suit.
Zhou Mo's side had many people, and although Deng Shuang's side had few people, they were mostly strong soldiers and had a reasonable position. For a moment, both sides were evenly matched in momentum.
The scene became full of gunpowder, and it had reached a point of just one point!
If a fire occurs, there will inevitably be many casualties and injuries. Now it is the time to use people, and Zhou Mo is unwilling to see such a thing happen.
His brain thought quickly and quickly made a choice.
He slowly raised his hands, signaled everyone to stop, and shouted: "Stop it! Put down your weapons quickly!"
Lao Mu stared at Deng Shuang with a sharp gaze, slowly putting his knife into the sheath.
The soldiers on both sides also took back their weapons one after another.
To be continued...