Farmer of Shu Han

Zhang Bao was about to order the Han army to follow, but Jiang Wei who was next to him hastily pulled him back and said in a low voice, "Wait a minute, General Zhang. If we rush up with these Qiang Hu, the Cao thief will be defeated, but in this chaos Under the circumstances, I am afraid that many people will take the opportunity to escape."

"It's better to let everyone scavenge around first, just take the opportunity to recover their strength, and when Cao thief can't hold on, I will go around and intercept them, and they will definitely have no way to escape."

When Zhang Bao heard this, he glanced at Jiang Wei in amazement, and thought to himself that this boy looks so handsome, but he is also a weak and weak character, comparable to that boy Feng.

Thinking like this in my heart, but my head nodded involuntarily, "Very good."

Cao Jun, who was guarding the small city of Jieting, was caught off guard, and was immediately dispersed by the Qiang Hus who were preying on them like wolves.

The Qiang and Hu are not as good as the Han army in regular battles, but they have no problem fighting with superiority and tailwinds.

Cao Jun's rear army began to become chaotic.

As the chaos got bigger and bigger, it finally caught Feng Yong's attention. He quickly raised his binoculars to look, and was ecstatic at the moment, "Here you are, you are finally here!"

Historically, when Ma Dazui lost the street pavilion, the old demon Zhuge had already led his army several miles behind the street pavilion.

Compared with Jieting, Lueyang is much closer to Jicheng. Logically, he should get the news earlier than himself. Even if the marching speed is not as fast as his own, the arrival time will not be much slower than his own.

Because I don't know the specific strength of Zhang Yun, there is no way to deduce it in detail on the sand table, and the situation is urgent, and there is no time for Feng Yong to slowly deduce various situations that may occur in Jieting.

But from Liu Yin's letter, Feng Yong can roughly understand the current situation of his own side, so it is not a problem to make a rough inference about the friendly army.

If the old demon Zhuge really had a hand in Jicheng, then the reinforcements would arrive at Jieting one day earlier than himself at the earliest, and they would be one day behind him at the latest.

Based on his own understanding of Zhuge Old Demon, Feng Yong believes that this possibility is very high.

After all, Jicheng is the county seat of Tianshui, the largest and most important city in Longyou, and also the hub connecting the north and south of Longyou.

It didn't make sense that he just left with the army in such a big way, leaving nothing behind.

So this is why Feng Yong looked at the sun and scolded the old demon Zhuge: In such an emergency, you come at the slowest speed, what do you mean?

Seeing Zhang He take the lead in the fight again has aroused Cao Jun's determination to resist desperately.

Even the Modao team was forced to retreat.

Feng Yong already had the idea of ​​withdrawing troops in his heart, but he thought it was impossible, so he would delay for another day, but he didn't expect that the reinforcements would appear at the last moment.

He hurriedly ordered loudly, "Quick! Quick, the whole army is on top!"

At the same time, he turned around, picked up the drumsticks, and vigorously beat the big drum on the commander's platform.

"Boom boom boom..."

The drums of the commander-in-chief stage sounded, followed by the war drums all around below, which was deafening and resounded through the sky.

Zhang Ni, the chief general of the Modao team, was refreshed when he heard the drumbeat, only to hear the commotion behind him, and someone was rushing to shout, "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming!"

The whole army was boiling, and everyone was excited, mustered up their courage, and worked hard to move forward.

"General, rear army... It's gone, it's gone, it's gone!"

Several cronies pulled Zhang Yun and dragged him back, "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time, General, please make up your mind quickly."

Zhang He's eyes were dull and his face was ashen.

The scariest thing in this world is not that there is no hope, but that after hope is given, it is snuffed out at the last moment.

Seeing that the counterattack was about to be successful, I didn't expect that it would fall short.

"General, General..."

Seeing the Han army advancing more and more at the front and rear, the chaos in the rear finally spread here, and the cronies were anxious and called again and again.

"Since I joined Emperor Wu, I have attacked Yecheng, defeated Yuan Tan, defeated Wuhuan, defeated Donglai, and defeated Ma Chao twice. When I was in Hanzhong, the audience pushed me. I led the defeated army and was able to resist Liu Bei's 100,000 people. Make them dare not cross the Han River and go north."

"In Brazil, he was defeated by brave generals like Zhang Fei, so he can't be evaluated as the best general of the country by Chen Sikong (Chen Qun) and the famous general of the country by Guo Shishi, but he also considers himself to be older than the army."

"Now that His Majesty expects you to lead elite troops, but you are defeated by an unknown boy from Shu, such a disgrace cannot be washed away by pouring rivers of water. You must bear the blame for the loss of Longyou. Apart from dying in a state matter, how can you go back to Guanzhong? And see His Majesty?"

Zhang He murmured, the more he spoke, the more bleak his face became.

When the confidant heard that it was not good, he knew that Zhang He had already had the will to die, so he winked at once, and while Zhang He was not paying attention, he slapped him from behind and knocked him out.

Then several people found the few good horses that were still in the army, mixed with the disordered army, and fled south.

Zhang He was knocked out by his cronies and took him to escape, Shuaiqi fell down, Cao Jun's last bit of support finally completely disappeared.

Zhang Bao had already personally led the army to the south to block Cao Jun's escape to Qingshui.

These days Jiang Wei took advantage of the reputation of the Jiang family in Longyou, as well as his own connections (of course, the reputation of a certain Feng surnamed Turtle among the Qianghu), and summoned the Qianghu tribe in Longyou to form the Qianghu coalition army.

So he has to follow closely and give instructions when necessary.

Liu Yin originally wanted to lead the army out of the city, but saw those barbarians with green lights in their eyes whistling past the city like locusts.

He thought about it, and there was no shortage of hundreds of wounded soldiers of his own anyway, so he simply leaned against the city wall and fell asleep.

These days, not only him, but everyone in the city hasn't had a good night's sleep.

Seeing that the general situation has been settled now, once the body relaxes, regardless of the shouts of killing outside, they all fall into a drowsy sleep.

Feng Yongcong used all his strength to beat the drum when the whole army was charging. Seeing that Cao Jun was finally completely defeated, he was so excited that he smashed the drumsticks on the drum hard and laughed loudly.

Smiling and laughing, tears came out unknowingly.

Won, finally won!

No one knew how much pressure he was under when he came down from Longguan.

Four years of secret preparations, and even the dowry of his own wife are all trivial matters.

For the first time since time travel, he found himself so close to this era, so close to death.

There are 10,000 people in Longguan, and 15,000 people in Anding County. All the people who trust me, as well as my good brothers, will live or die depending on this battle.

But the opponent is Zhang He, who has made Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang extremely afraid in history.

Zhang He?

Um? Zhang He?

Thinking of this name, Feng Yong didn't care about emotion, and quickly stood up again, fumbled out the binoculars, and hurriedly looked at the confused Cao Jun.

I saw that there were routs all over the mountains and plains now, how could I tell which one was Zhang He?

Don't let him run away again?

Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat, he rubbed his eyes, and searched carefully again.