Imperial Power Of Han Dynasty

Chapter 689

Liu Ye frowned, and sighed: "Well, some will make arrangements."

Qinghe County, ten miles east of Zhangjiahe.

Tatata!

The sound of dense footsteps sounded, and nearly 10,000 Cao troops in the wilderness lined up into a strict army, and they were constantly approaching Zhang Jiahe. These Cao troops had marched for fifty consecutive miles, and some of them were elite veterans. At this moment, I was sweating, and I was limping a little while walking.

Among the Cao army is a banner with the word Cao. The next member of the banner, Cao, is riding a war horse, wearing armor and carrying a long knife. His face is like a stone, his eyebrows are short and thick, and his lips are tight. Knowing that he is a grumpy person, it is Cao Hong, the chief general of the Cao army and the brother of Cao Cao.

Cao Hong took off the iron helmet from his head, lifted his arm to wipe the Han water from his forehead, and cursed the weather in a low voice.

"How far is it from Zhang Jiahe?" Cao Hong asked impatiently.

The lieutenant next to him respectfully said: "General, there are about ten miles ahead, so I'm at Zhang Jiahe."

The lieutenant was also unbearably hot, Han Shui ran into his eyes, wiped his hand, and persuaded: "General, brothers have already driven fifty miles, why don't you take a rest and then cross the river?"

"Ok?"

Cao Hong raised his eyebrows and shouted, "No! After crossing the Zhangjia River, light a fire and cook, and continue marching."

Cao Hong is the main general and the younger of Cao Cao's clan. Naturally, the lieutenant dare not refute, so he has to ride out to announce orders.

"brothers!"

The lieutenant galloped his horse and yelled: "We will be in Zhangjiahe within ten miles. Everyone insists on it. As long as they pass Zhangjiahe, they can remove their armor and start a fire to cook."

Hearing that there are still ten miles to rest, Cao Jun nearly 10,000, although a little tired, still gritted his teeth and moved faster.

Cao Hong touched the short beard under his jaw with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "The lord looks at Mei to quench his thirst. Cao Zilian looks at the river to quench his thirst today, hahaha."

Nearly ten thousand Cao troops accelerated their march. As they got closer and closer, it seemed that they could hear the sound of the waves of Zhang Jia River. Many Cao soldiers swallowed with excitement, imagining the clear and sweet water in the river, and accelerated their pace.

Cao Hong sat on a horse and looked around, and saw Zhang Jiahe surging across the earth from north to south, like a jade belt inlaid on the wilderness, and like a silk falling from the sky above the earth, the front row of Cao Jun The soldiers even cheered.

"These bastards!"

Cao Hong scolded with a smile, and then ordered: "Order the whole army to cross the river, light a fire and cook after crossing the Zhangjia River."

"After you have enough food and drink, you can lead troops to the north and take the county first!"

The lieutenant on the side reminded: "General, do you want to send a sentry to detect the movement of the surrounding enemy troops? It would be bad if the enemy troops cross the river while our troops are crossing the river."

"Yeah..." Cao Hong nodded, approvingly said: "Also, order the soldiers to rest on the spot, and the sentry rider will go out to explore the surroundings."

"The whole army rests on the spot, don't mess up the battle!"

Nearly ten thousand Cao Jun breathed a sigh of relief, and stood on both legs, and his body fell softly and loosely. Although he still maintained his position, he did not have much energy and energy. The army after a long journey often consumes a lot of physical strength. In general, it is impossible to defeat an army that is waiting for work.

But there are exceptions, that is unprepared to attack the enemy: for example, when Deng Ai killed Shu, he unexpectedly crossed the Yinping Trail, scaring Liu Chan directly out; the same was true for Cao Cao's conquest of Wuhuan, and Tian Chou, who was familiar with local geography, led the way for Cao Jun. Cao Jun came out of Lu Longsai, and appeared in Liucheng like a divine soldier from heaven. He was unprepared and was defeated by Zhang Liao.

Many soldiers pulled their armor, and a gust of heat emerged from the armor. Wearing the armor on such a hot day, it was like being in a steamer.

Cao Hong is even hotter. The average soldier wears a layer of tie armor and a layer of cowhide. But as a general in the army, Cao Hong wears a long sleeve armor, which weighs more than 20 kilograms. The top and bottom are shrouded in it.

However, Cao Hong took into account the general's temperament, and abruptly tolerated the heat, sitting still on his horse, raising his hand from time to time to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

It seemed that even the air became dry, and Cao Hong's face changed from red to black, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he became more and more impatient.

"Report!"

Tatata!

A member of Cao Junchao galloped back on horseback, sweating profusely, and even the horse under the hip was sweaty.

"No trace of the enemy was found, and there seems to be no trace of a large group of enemy troops nearby." The sentinel happily reported back.

"Great, hurry across the river!"

"Yeah, quickly cross the river and set up camp, then scrub, but it's too hot."

Many Cao Jun had already endured impatiently and yelled.

But Cao Hong shook his head.

"Wait, the rest of the sentry riders have not returned yet."

Cao Hong insisted on waiting. Nearly 10,000 Cao Jun didn't dare to object, so he had to wait with Cao Hong too, unavoidably complaining. However, some Cao Jun felt that Cao Hong was doing the right thing. If the enemy really intends to strike it halfway, it will be too late to regret it.

"Zilian, you can't decide on your own for the general, you need to think twice before acting, remember."

Recalling Cao Cao's instructions, Cao Hong nodded slightly.

And not long after, the remaining sentry riders rushed back one after another, and none of them found any trace of the enemy army.

"Ok."

Cao Hong nodded, waved his hand and ordered: "The army crosses the river!"

"Oh!"

Nearly 10,000 Cao Jun opened his eyes and smiled, and he rolled up his trousers and pulled each other, beware of being washed away by the water, and then walked into the river one by one.

Row by row of Cao Jun walked into the Zhangjia River like a duck down the river, trekking towards the other side of the river, and the originally clear Zhangjia River suddenly became a little muddy. It is important to know that ordinary people in ancient times rarely took a bath several times a year, especially those in the field. It was difficult for tens of thousands of soldiers to drink water, let alone bathe in river water.

Moreover, the army was marching all day, sweating profusely every day, and each body was dirty. Now walking in the water, the mud on his body was naturally washed away by the water.

However, Sergeant Cao didn't take it seriously. The dirty water would naturally be washed away, and the upper clear water would naturally flow down. The river water's self-purification ability was still very strong.

The first sergeant Cao held hands, stepped on the wet feet on the ground on the opposite bank, and breathed a sigh of relief.

After the first sergeant Cao came ashore, the soldiers following Cao also came ashore. After a while, nearly one-fifth of the Cao’s army was on the opposite bank, and one-fifth of the Cao’s army was crossing the river. The remaining five Three of them are still on the east bank of Zhangjia River, including Cao Hong himself.