街亭(二)
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街亭
王平双腿一夹,胯下的战马紧走了几步,并行在马谡身侧。
“马将军。”王平道。
马谡不答,头都不转,眼望着前方自顾盘算着。
两匹马并排,不紧不慢的跟着大部队。
“你看,咱们胜算多大?”王平试探着问。
马谡叹气,还是不答,头都不转。
王平讨了个没趣,便不再开口问了,勒马略停,落后了马谡半个马身的距离,仍然跟着。两匹马走的没精打采,仿佛他们的主人一样,不知道等着他们的明天是什么。
孟达死在上庸之后,马谡就知道,下一个死的,若不是自己,就是这傻呵呵的王平了。自打刘备死了之后,诸葛亮便开始下手清理朝中的异己势力,孟达廖化法正这些小鱼小虾,根本不是老谋深算的诸葛亮的对手。诸葛亮真正顾忌的只有两个人,一是手握重兵的牙们将军魏文长,另一个就是自己的哥哥,白眉马良。虽然马良和诸葛亮并称蜀中双智,但私低下,马良无论从威望到口碑,都远强于钻营政治算计机关的诸葛亮。诸葛亮那么小肚鸡肠,心里当然不爽,一直心心念念要除掉这个威胁自己地位的潜在敌人。无奈马良早早就看出了诸葛亮的居心,刘备一死便托病在家,行事又小心谨慎,不落把柄口实给诸葛亮,再加之马良威望太高,诸葛亮也不便使狠。所以肯定要从马谡开始下手。那王平为人木讷又心直口快,好多次实话实说让诸葛亮很是下不来台,早就想找个机会除掉了。
有两件事,马谡是清楚的,第一就是,这场北伐,诸葛亮根本没想赢。不然的话他不会不听魏延的建议发精兵直取长安,而是绕道陇右,拉长补给线。蜀国劳师远征,魏国国富兵强,这么打持久战,胜败不言自明。第二件事就是,自己和王平,恐怕很难活着回去了。
五天以前,蜀军大帐。
“大敌当前,谁愿做先锋将去扼守咽喉要道?”诸葛亮坐在帅位,不怒自威。
众将士无人应答。
“谁愿做先锋将去扼守街亭要道?”诸葛亮提高声音,又问一遍。
还是无人应答,众将士面如死灰。帐外的风呼啸着撤着大旗,猎猎作响。
“哼,先帝白帝城托孤,要吾辈北伐曹魏,完成匡扶汉室大业,尔等食君俸禄,难道都忘了不成?”诸葛亮怒喝。
满帐将士没一个敢大声出气,生怕这必死无生的倒霉差事落到自己头上。
“丞相,这街亭易攻难守……魏将张郃……又熟知兵法,骁勇善战,这……实难取胜。”王平达的结结巴巴。
“王平你好大的胆子,两军交战在即,你居胆敢涨他人士气,灭自己威风,涣散军心,来人啊,给我拖出去……”
“丞相,末将愿往。”马谡知道诸葛亮又要借题发挥了,赶紧跨步上前,截下了话头。
诸葛亮一怔,眉宇间闪过一丝得意,随即正色道:“好,好,马将军不愧为我蜀国之栋梁,就命你为先锋将,带五千步兵,去守街亭。”
“领命。”马谡道,这一劫,早晚是逃不过的。
“王平,且不罚你涣散军心之罪,命你为副将,随马将军去守街亭吧。”
“末将领命。”王平道,“只是,五千……”
“街亭乃我军咽喉之要道,此处一失,我军必败。你二人要加倍小心,如若有失,定斩不赦!”诸葛亮喝道。
“是。”马谡心说,诸葛啊诸葛,这街亭这般重要,你知道,难道那司马仲达会不知道?区区五千步兵,岂能守得住张郃那三万神鬼先锋军?更别说司马懿亲率的十五万大军了。哎,也罢,反正你要杀的是我,多去一人,只是多一个陪葬罢了。
“牙门将军听令。”诸葛亮又道。
马谡,王平领了令旗下去,魏延走上前来。
“你领三万弓马,去攻冀城、上邽。只许胜,不许败!”
魏延转头,看了马谡一眼,领了令旗,一言不发下去了。
派魏延去攻陇右,到时候街亭有失的时候,他便无暇分身来救,诸葛亮,你真是机关算尽啊。马谡暗叹。旁边的王平一脸的木讷,全不知自己刚才已经死了一回。
帐外,风息了,树影婆娑。
街亭
马谡下马,王平跟着下马。
两人并排向前,登上一处土丘,五千人马在丘下掘灶。马谡执鞭不语,展望地势。王平伸手,从甲衣里取出一幅地图,借着月光观摩起来。
入夜,雨歇了。一场秋雨一场寒。
沉默像夜色一样弥漫开来,许久,王平轻声说:马将军,该下令扎寨了。
马谡转过头,看了看王平。月光洒在亮银甲衣上格外皎洁。“王将军,”马谡问道,“依你之见,这街亭一仗要怎么打?”
王平怔了一怔,略有些受宠若惊。忙道:依末将看,这街亭易攻难守,军势又是我寡敌众,取胜很是不易。最好利用地势,这街亭向北有座土山,叫两石山,我军可以在山上扎寨。若所料不错,明日午时,魏兵必到,我军可趁魏兵初到,营脚不稳,居高临下,攻其不备,方有胜算。
“扎营山上啊……”马谡若有所思。
“正是,这街亭除了这两石山,地势平坦,魏军骑兵很占优势。扎寨在这两石山,魏兵便不易攻上来,我军出击又是居高临下,可攻可守。”王平道。
马谡不置可否,转身,看看两人身后不远处的五千蜀兵。十人为一灶,正在生火煮饭。炊烟被夜色掩盖着,慢慢升起,飘散在来的方向。诸葛亮拨给他这五千步兵,都是各个营里抽出来的老弱之兵,不少还带伤在身。和其他蜀兵一样,他们大都是荆蜀等地的渔樵耕农,诸葛亮兴师北伐,葬送了他们安居终老的愿望。这里的每个人,都注定了客死他乡,死在街亭,死在这两石山上。他们的尸首,将会被风和沙埋葬在这里,马革裹尸还,都成了一种奢望。马谡又回过头,看了看王平,这个对于街亭这场仗还抱有一丝侥幸获胜的希望的将领,这个寄期望于利用地势能取胜的王平。看着他真诚而热切的双眼,马谡突然想笑,笑他的天真。
且不论诸葛亮是不是早已给你掘了坟,单看对手张颌,你就该知道此役已是九死一生。张颌,蜀人谈之色变的鬼神张颌。自张飞之后,蜀中无人能战此人,就连诸葛亮最为仰仗的马超都不是张颌的对手,何况我俩文臣。论武勇,张颌绝对胜过我二人,论智谋,亦未必再我等之下,更何况,背后还有一个司马懿压阵。
“王将军,若是扎营山上,该如何取水?”马谡问道。
王平一愣,道:“这两石山下有一孔泉,可以供水。”
“若是明天魏军到了,占了这水源,你又如何?”马谡又问?
“这……”,王平语塞,开始冒冷汗。
“张颌熟知兵法,他若夺了这水源,然后只守不攻,咱们在山上,能支持几天?”马谡淡淡地说。
王平冷汗涔涔,低头不语。
马谡转过身去,吩咐左右召唤传令官。
王平沉默了良久,方才开口:“马将军高明,若不是你提醒,王某险些犯下大错。”
马谡淡淡一笑,问道:“山上扎营,可否?”
王平道:“不可,万万不可,此水源乃我军命脉,该当在山下扎营,备守水源。”
马谡不置可否。
传令官上前听令。
马谡道:“传令下去,全军埋灶,前方两石山,上山扎营。”
“是”,传令官领命。
“且慢,”王平闻言大惊,赶忙拦住。
“王将军可有意见?”马谡问道。
“……马将军……这……不可山上扎营……”王平结结巴巴。
“为何?”马谡道。
“这……山下水源重要,万不能失。”王平已经开始流冷汗了。
马谡笑,传令官立在当地,等着这两位意见不和的将领做出最终决定。
“马将军,你刚才不是说不可扎营山上,为何……为何现在又……”王平道。
“哼!”马谡脸色一沉,“我乃丞相任命的先锋官,你只是我的副将,岂可越俎代庖,想要谋反不成!”
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Houston Rockets general manger Daryl Morey let out a long, exasperated sigh over the telephone Tuesday, as though to say: Are you kidding? Asking Yao Ming to ease back on his Chinese basketball commitments – never mind sit out the Beijing Olympics in August – is a request that’ll go unasked to his franchise star.
Yao’s body takes a terrible toll at 7-foot-6, something needs to change and still the Rockets are at the mercy of a Chinese basketball federation that never truly let the NBA have the most popular and beloved of its 1.3 billion people. He’s forever on loan, forever on the way to getting his career run into the ground.
“Asking him to not play for China is like, well, asking him not to play basketball,” Morey said. “We understood that when we drafted him and it’s still the case. We know that he belongs to the fans of the NBA and those of China. It isn’t a consideration to discourage him.”
What complicates everything is the demands, the pressure, the loyalty that Yao has to his national team. NBA commissioner David Stern had to undergo years of glacial negotiations to crack the Chinese market, to get Yao and Milwaukee’s Yi Jianlian into the league. Yao is such an earnest and loyal son, honorable and decent to the core.
“The national team is a part of who he is,” his old coach, Jeff Van Gundy, said.
Yao has trouble saying no to anyone, Van Gundy said – never mind the government that manipulated his development from birth to the No. 1 pick in the NBA Draft. Van Gundy calls Yao the hardest-working and best teammate in the NBA. He loved coaching him, loves counting him as a friend. And truth be told, he’s desperately worried about Yao’s future.
As it turned out, Van Gundy walked into a Houston health club Tuesday afternoon and still hadn’t heard the news about Yao’s injury. He was on the telephone with a Miami radio station when someone finally informed him. Just then, guess who walked through the doors?
Yao.
Yao’s personal trainer, the Rockets former strength-and-conditioning coach, keeps his office in the site. So, Van Gundy and Yao talked for a half hour, and what Yao insisted in his news conference – that missing the Olympics would be “the biggest loss of my career until right now” – was repeated with emotion in private. Yao had to get back to represent China, he insisted to Van Gundy.
As Van Gundy said, “The Olympics means so much to him, but after that, he’s turning 28 and it doesn’t do anybody any good if his body is going to be chronically injured. Either he has to develop more of a ‘no’ personality – which isn’t his way – or someone around him needs to be the bad guy for him and say ‘No’ for him.”
It isn’t just the physical toll that the summers with Chinese basketball have taken, but the mental, too. For Yao, he never gets a break when he plays for his country in the summer. It isn’t the Chinese way to make allowances for Yao when he’s playing for the national team. They run long and relentless training camps and Yao sits out nothing. He would never be inclined to ask for a drill off – never mind a day – and they’d never be inclined to offer it.
The Rockets doctor insisted on Tuesday that Yao should be recovered for Beijing. Here’s the scariest question for Houston management: Will that even matter to the Chinese basketball federation? This isn’t just any Olympics for China, but its ultimate stage. Publicly, they insist that they can medal in these Games. That’s doubtful, but it will still be their best team ever. And do you think China would hesitate to play Yao at 70 percent, or 80, or anything below complete recovery?
Whatever the circumstances, Yao will play in Beijing and beyond. As always, the Rockets will have little to no say in it.
When reached Tuesday, a high-ranking international basketball official sounded unoptimistic about Yao’s chances of ever catching a break with the Chinese basketball federation.
“They will continue to pressure him,” the official said. “The one thing they do with all of their athletes is drive them into the ground with training. The strongest survive. If you don’t, they’ll find another to come and do it.
“I mean, they don’t do little things like block out good airline seats for them when they travel. They can all be in middle seats in coach for all they care, and that’s how Yao travels with them. Whatever happens with his injuries, they’re going to insist that he keeps playing for them.”
Morey, the Rockets GM, was respectful and realistic Tuesday. He knows the drill: Yao Ming is his franchise player, but he belongs to China. And always will. This was the deal when they drafted him and that’ll be the way it goes without negotiation.
That’s Yao Ming. That’s his identity, his life, his burden. Until he can no longer run on the floor, he’s China’s basketball star. For his own good, his own survival, this has to end with the Beijing Olympics. For once in his dutiful life, Yao Ming has to be the bad guy.