Liu Bei's messenger The potter's eyes narrowed, and he sneered: "The big-eared thief can't sit still so soon, come on, pass this Jian Yong in." ” Seeing that the potter had something to do, Zhen Mi retired very interestingly, and Da Ji was busy and asked to avoid it.
The potter then sent another order, ordering Daji to arrange an elaborate camp for her to settle, and in view of Daji's too charming, the potter transferred more than a dozen female soldiers from Lu Lingji to protect her and take care of her diet and daily life.
The two women both retired, and the potter ordered his soldiers to re-enter, dozens of tigers and bears, and the two wings of the slaughtered goose row.
After a while, the curtain was lifted, and Jian Yong, who was dressed in an elegant atmosphere, strode into the king's tent.
"Jian Yong, the envoy of Great Yan, came here on the order of my King Yan and met King Wei."
Jian Yong didn't bow down, but only bowed his hand slightly to the potter.
In his words and demeanor, he clearly regarded himself as an envoy of a great country, and put Liu Bei on an equal footing with the pottery merchants.
The potter frowned, and said in a deep voice: "What are you talking about, who are you here on?"
Jian Yong knew that the potter was knowingly asking, so he coughed lightly and repeated: "Back to the King of Wei, the lower officials came on the orders of my King Yan." ” "King Yan" The potter snorted disdainfully, "Are you talking about that Liu Xuande?"
"Exactly."
Jian Yong said lightly.
The pottery merchant eagle looked at Jian Yong, the cold light in his eyes was like a blade, and he said coldly: "The Son of Heaven is in Xudu, this king never remembers, the Son of Heaven once decreed that Liu Bei was the king of Yan, why did he dare to sit on an equal footing with this king and consider himself a king."
Jian Yong's face changed slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed between his expressions, obviously he didn't expect that the potter didn't ask him what he meant, and he took the name first.
After hesitating for a moment, Jian Yong's eyes rolled a few times, and then he said calmly: "Although the Son of Heaven has not issued a holy decree, my King Yan has been edicted by the Son of Heaven, so he dares to claim to be the king." ” "Secret edict with clothes" The potter pretended to be at a loss, "Is there such a thing, but the king personally asked the Son of Heaven several times, and he personally denied that he had given Liu Xuande any secret edict with clothes and belts, could this be a lie that he deliberately fabricated because he wanted to rebel and usurp the throne." ” Jian Yong's body was shocked, and his face suddenly showed gloom, annoyed that the pottery merchant dared to openly "slander" Liu Bei and wanted to usurp the throne, but he was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to explain it.
There is no way, who let the Son of Heaven hold it in the hands of the potter, the words of the potter represent the meaning of the Son of Heaven, and Liu Bei, the king of Yan, after all, did not get the official seal of the Son of Heaven's holy decree.
"Whoever wants to rebel and usurp the throne, everyone in the world knows it, but it will never be the king of my family."
Jian Yong didn't dare to say bluntly that the pottery merchant wanted to rebel, as long as he turned a corner and said sarcastically.
But the potter asked: "Then tell me, who is the person who wants to rebel and usurp the throne in your mouth, and are you referring to this king?"
Jian Yong was forced by the potter's aggressiveness, pressed to the chest to hold his breath and was annoyed, and he wanted to say "yes" when he opened his mouth, but when he saw the potter's eyes that were not angry and arrogant, and were as cold as ice, he was timid again, and when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them back stiffly.
"Of course not, how dare the lower officials."
Jian Yong had to smile and deny.
"Since it's not, then you also admit that this king is the king of Great Wei who was instigated by the Son of Heaven, and he is courted by the Son of Heaven to ask for nothing, right?"
The potter followed his words and dug a pit down.
Jian Yong suddenly had a feeling that he was abducted into the pit by the potter, but he had already said it, and the water that was spilled out could not be recovered, so he had to reluctantly respond "yes". syllable The potter suddenly became furious, and slapped the case, which shook Jian Yong's eardrums and startled.
"This king is the son of heaven to ask for no ministers, the lord Liu Bei, but a self-proclaimed pseudo-king, as his messenger, see this king dare not kneel, and dare to call Liu Bei the king of Yan, I think you are impatient" The pottery merchant's voice was like thunder, and he scolded Jian Yong until he was speechless, and then waved his hand and drank: "Come on, drag this great rebel out to this king, and divide the body of the five horses."
As soon as he gave the order, Jing Ke surging up left and right, and he was about to make a move on Jian Yong.
Jian Yong was stunned in an instant, the original calm and unhurried, demeanor of an envoy of a great country, disappeared in an instant, and only panic remained.
He never thought that the pottery merchant would be so sophistry, and between three words, he would reprimand him to the point of being speechless, and instead denounced him and Liu Bei as chaotic ministers and thieves.
What he didn't expect was that the potter would be so unscrupulous and ruthless, and he would directly divide his envoy into five horses.
"Damn, I haven't fought with this pottery thief for so long, I almost forgot how brutal he is, he obviously wants to overwhelm King Yan in terms of fame, it's just that, at this point, I can only endure it temporarily" Jian Yong, who was panicked, his thoughts turned sharply, and without waiting for Jing Ke to step forward, he hurriedly knelt down, and said in a panic: "Xiaguan made a mistake for a while, and asked King Wei to forgive him, but Xiaguan was actually just on the order of my lord Liu Xuande to ask to see King Wei." ” Finally relented.
Looking at Jian Yong, who was kneeling on the ground and his arrogance was suppressed, a satisfied sneer appeared on the potter's face, flicked his hand, and motioned for Jing Ke and the others to retreat.
"Now that someone has figured out his identity, then we can talk about business, let's talk, what did Liu Bei send you to do" Tao Shang's tone of murder eased down.
Jian Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly took out a silk letter from his bosom and handed it over, "The lower official is on the order of my lord to come to the king of Wei to give a war letter."
The next war book A hint of wonder flashed in the potter's eyes, obviously quite surprised by Liu Bei's move.
According to his and Zhang Liang's speculation in advance, Liu Bei and Cao Cao, who came to rescue the Jin Kingdom, actually had ghosts in their hearts, and they would both take preserving their strength as the best policy, and no one would take the initiative to start a war with him, so as not to fight until both sides were defeated, and finally make wedding dresses for others.
Now Liu Bei actually sent someone to play tactics, it seems that he wants to act as a leading bird and take the lead in fighting with him, which is really not in line with Liu Bei's style, which naturally makes Tao Shang feel a little surprised.
Jing Ke took the battle book and presented it to the potter, who took a few glances at it, but smiled.
Liu Bei's war book is not a war book in the real sense.
Liu Bei wants to fight with him In the war book, Liu Bei arrogantly declared that tomorrow afternoon, he would set up a military formation between the two battalions, and if the potter had the courage, he would send a general to break the formation.
After reading this battle book, the pottery merchant understood Liu Bei's intentions.
In the war of the cold weapon era, when the two sides of the war are in a stalemate of opposing strengths and holding each other, they will use the method of fighting generals and fighting formations to hit the morale of the enemy and improve the morale of their own army.
The so-called fighting generals are military generals sent by both sides to fight alone in front of the two armies to see whose martial arts are higher.
In this fighting formation, the challenger uses a certain number of soldiers to set up a military formation, and the challenged party sends a military general and a small number of followers to break this military formation.
The military formation in the fighting array is different from the ordinary phalanx, and it pays attention to the changes of the strange door, and naturally it cannot be broken by ordinary frontal hard rushes, but it must be able to see through the flaws of this formation, and use the corresponding tricks to break the formation.
Liu Bei obviously didn't want to fight the potters head-on, and he didn't want to stand still, so he wanted to use the fighting array to hit the morale of the potters.
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The pottery merchant knew that the reason why Liu Bei dared to fight so arrogantly was nothing more than relying on Zhuge Liang's mastery of Qimen Dunjia and various exquisite formations, thinking that the challenge would be won.
"Zhuge Liang is indeed proficient in formations, I remember that he was the best at putting up gossip arrays in history, which was extremely wonderful, and what kind of eight array diagrams, almost trapped Lu Xun to death" The potter was a little jealous, but suddenly it occurred to him that it seemed that Zhang Liang had once taught Qimen Dunjia to a mysterious elder, and he should also be proficient in the way of formation.
"You have Zhuge Liang, I have Zhang Liang, then let's fight" Thinking of this, the potter sneered confidently on his face, threw the war book to the ground, and said proudly: "Go back and tell the big-eared thief that he wants to fight, and this king will accompany you to fight." ” "King Wei really has the courage, then let's see you on the battlefield tomorrow and say goodbye."
Jian Yong didn't dare to stay for a long time as if he had been amnesty, complimented the potter a few words, and hurriedly left.
Jian Yong got out of the Wei camp, turned over and got on his horse, didn't dare to stop for a moment, and hurriedly went straight to the Yan camp.
A few miles away, the Yan army camp.
Inside the king's tent, Liu Bei was pacing with his hands in his hands, waiting for news.
"The king doesn't have to worry, that pottery thief is in full swing, he will think that he is victorious and omnipotent, he will definitely accept the challenge, and then we will kill one of his generals and frustrate his arrogance."
Zhuge Liang shook the feather fan lightly, with indifferent confidence.
The voice fell, and the soldiers outside the tent said that Jian Yong had returned.
Liu Bei's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sat back down, and ordered Jian Yong to be summoned.
After a while, Jian Yong hurriedly walked into the king's tent, and before he could speak, Liu Bei couldn't wait to ask: "That pottery thief can be tricked, did he agree to the challenge of the fighting array?"
Jian Yong was indignant, and told Liu Bei how the potters were rude and how they oppressed him.
Of course, about him being afraid of the threat of the potter, kneeling on the ground in fright, even Liu Bei didn't dare to respect this section of King Yan, but he didn't say a word. syllable Liu Bei Meng slapped the case and scolded angrily: "The pottery thief and traitor, the hijacking of the Son of Heaven, and the rebellious people are all known, and they dare to frame this king, and dare to humiliate the king's messenger, it is really hateful."
Zhang Fei and other generals on the left and right also gritted their teeth and scolded the potters.
Zhuge Liang smiled coldly: "The king is angry, what the pottery merchant did is just a battle of tongues and tongues of the villain, now he has been tricked, and tomorrow he will fight the formation, let Liang come to extinguish his arrogance, let him know that King Yan is the real king of the Han Dynasty." ” Liu Bei was angry, stood up, walked to the door of the tent, stared in the direction of Wei Ying, and the corners of his mouth quietly raised a cold murderous intent. isjgy: