Zhang Liao sat on the bed, silently listening to the noisy footsteps outside the tent, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation. If he was really seriously ill in the future and spent his whole life lying in bed like this, wouldn't life be worse than death?
"A man went to war on the battlefield and returned with his body wrapped in horse leather, so he got what he deserved!" Zhang Liao's eyes suddenly glazed over, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Yun, are you really pretending to be ill?"
As soon as the thought occurred, I felt restless and irritable, and I couldn't stop coughing. The shouting to kill was not as loud as the cough. In less than half an hour, it gradually subsided and everything returned to normal.
Zhang Hu returned to his account and cursed: "These cowards want to attack without even looking at whose troops they belong to."
Zhang Liao asked: "How many soldiers and horses are coming?"
Zhang Hu shook his head and said: "I couldn't tell the difference in the dark, so I just shot back with random arrows. I don't think he dared to come again."
However, Zhang Liao looked solemn and said slowly: "Huo Jun hasn't been out for half a month and suddenly came to rob the camp. Could it be that Guandu is really lost?"
Zhang Hu smiled and said: "Father, don't worry, Xiahou Ba is a leader of the younger generation with both civil and military skills. How can Guandu be easily lost?"
There was no movement in the camp all night, but Zhang Liao was worried. At dawn, Wu Zhou hurriedly asked to enter the camp and reported that Guandu had indeed been lost.
Zhang Liao sat up in shock when he was sick, and immediately issued an order to raise his tent. The generals did not know the news. They were attacked by someone last night. They were all filled with anger and fought for it.
General Yang Ming asked for orders: "The reason for the sneak attack by the defenders must be that there is insufficient equipment in the city. The last general is willing to be the vanguard, and we will definitely be able to break the city today."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Zhang Liao suddenly felt that his throat felt better today. He cleared his throat as usual and said to the generals: "In recent days, Zhuge Liang has been spreading rumors among the army to disturb the morale of our army, so the defenders dared to take the opportunity to attack. Huo Jun has With the intention of sending troops, I want to use the plan to lure the snake out of its hole."
Hou Cheng cupped his fists and said, "What the general said is absolutely true. If we can lure Huo Jun out of the city, it will not be difficult to capture Kunyang."
Zhang Liao ordered: "First of all, please tell me that I am bedridden. Generals Yang Ming and Zhu Ci will continue to attack the city without using any force, to show that the army's morale is not stable and the soldiers are tired. By noon, the troops will retreat, and the defenders will take advantage of the situation to attack. Hou Cheng and Zhang Hu lie in ambush outside the city to cut off their troops, and someone from the main camp will respond and lead the elite troops to fight back, and then the city can be broken!"
Hou Cheng laughed and said: "In the past, General Xiaoyaojin defeated Sun Quan's 100,000 soldiers. Today, Kunyang will definitely be able to accomplish great feats again!"
The generals went to prepare, and Zhang Hu said worriedly: "Guandu has been lost, why didn't father rush back to rescue Xuchang? If we can't capture Kunyang, wouldn't we be in a dilemma?"
Zhang Liao said slowly: "The situation is very dangerous now. How can we break the situation if we don't fight to the death? Guan Yu's whereabouts are unknown, and I feel uneasy. Maybe he has taken Xuchang secretly. If I attack Kunyang, I will put him to death and survive!"
"Father, remember to take medicine and take care of yourself." Zhang Hu sighed secretly, exited the tent, and ordered his soldiers to boil the medicine on time.
Zhang Liao was wiping his sword in the tent, and the blade reflected a face that had gone through many years of wear and tear, with gray beard and hair. He stopped in astonishment and murmured: "The years have been wasted. I don't want to be nearly half a century old..."
The Wei army continued to attack the city, but the offensive was far less fierce than before. There were rumors among the army that Guandu had been lost and Zhang Liao was seriously ill. The whole army was panicked and secretly inquired for information. Rumors spread everywhere.
There were only two generals Yang Ming and Zhu Ci in front of the formation to supervise the army. Without Zhang Liao and his son, the Wei army became more confident. For a time, the morale of the whole camp was low, their actions were lax, and even the sound of the drums was three times weaker.
The two men saw that the army was demoralized and the soldiers hesitated to advance. They rushed to the city to die in vain. Before noon, they sent an order to retreat.
The rear army turned around and retreated first. Just as the front army soldiers turned around, suddenly drums sounded loudly in the city, the mottled city gate suddenly opened, and the defenders in the city suddenly rushed out.
Before the suspension bridge was completely lowered, the first general jumped on his horse and swept across with his sword. Several Wei soldiers who were still lazily retreating were killed. He shouted: "Changsha Yangling is here, who dares to block the way?"
"Lingling Xingdaorong is coming, get out of my way, wow, wow—"
It was Yang Ling who rushed into the battle first, followed closely by Xing Daorong. As the former Five Tigers of Jingnan, Liu Xian now abandoned martial arts and followed literature, leaving only the two of them, known as the Xiaoxiang Heroes.
Since arriving in the Central Plains, he has been supervising the transportation of grain and grass in the rear and guarding the city. He has rarely had the chance to fight with the Wei army. Today he finally has the opportunity to go into battle. Like a tiger out of the cage, it is unstoppable.
Yang Ming and Zhu Ci turned around to catch the two of them fighting, but then Huo Jun and Wu Ju led their troops to fight out. The Wei army was already unprepared, and there was no general to resist. The army was in chaos, and everyone abandoned their chariots and baggage and fled.
Seeing that the situation was over, Yang Ming and Zhu Ci hurriedly rode their horses to escape into the camp. Yang Ling and Xing Daorong chased them from behind and rushed straight to the Wei army's camp.
As soon as he caught up to the gate of the camp, he saw a general with a horizontal sword standing proudly on his horse, wearing a golden helmet and black armor, and a blue robe bulging in the wind. The rebel army passed by him in confusion, standing like a rock in the torrent, standing on Yuanding Mountain.
Yang Ling raised his sword and shouted: "Are you Wei General Zhang Liao?"
Zhang Lionong frowned slightly, but did not answer, and said solemnly: "Come and use your name!"
"Hahaha, say my name, I'll scare you!" Xing Daorong waved his sword in the air: "Have you ever heard of the name of the Five Tigers of Jingnan?"
Zhang Liao shook his head slightly and said, "No!"
"Bold!" Xing Daorong was furious, wielding his sword and killing him.
Zhang Liao's cold eyes swept over the surrounding Jingzhou army like an eagle, and he rushed out, his yellow dragon hook sickle piercing the air, and fiercely aimed at the opponent's weapon.
Hearing a loud noise, Xing Daorong exclaimed and became unsteady on his horse. If he hadn't been equipped with a new saddle and stirrups, he might have fallen off the horse. He hurriedly grasped the handle of the knife and circled the horse to fight.
Xing Daorong's reputation is second only to Liu Xian, but his strength is second to none in Jingnan. Since he was transferred to Nanyang, he has never had the opportunity to lead troops. Chang is dissatisfied. He thinks that although his strength is not as good as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, he is not as strong as Wei Yan and others. Even though they are not as good as each other, they often feel that their talents are not being met.
Taking the initiative to challenge Zhang Liao today is to prove his strength. People say that Liu Qi has the ability to recognize and employ people. This time, Liu Qi must know that he can be blind sometimes.
Xing Daorong wanted to make a name for himself, so he started to attack with all his strength. His sword was like a turbulent wave, stretching continuously. This was his usual preemptive move. He had never met an opponent in Jingnan for ten years.
But this time when I met Zhang Liao, I found that the opponent was like a mountain. No matter how hard he attacked, he remained unmoved. Instead, he was shaken to the point of numbness in his arms.
"Watch the moves!" Zhang Liao shouted when he saw the defeated troops returning to camp one after another, and his moves suddenly changed.
I saw the blade dancing like a dragon, as fast as lightning, twisting and turning, which was dazzling. The counterattack had just begun, and Xing Daorong was killed in a panic. Seeing that the situation was not good, Yang Ling hurriedly stepped forward to help, and the two surrounded Zhang Liao and fought.
Zhang Liao waved his sword, and saw the brilliance of the sword, which enveloped the two of them. The three of them were all masters of swordsmanship. Their moves were fast and fierce, and the sound of gold and iron was constantly ringing, as if they were walking into a blacksmith shop.
The three horses were like a revolving lantern. Zhang Liao was holding Xing Daorong away with his sword. Before Yang Ling's sword could reach him, he suddenly snatched him away with his backhand. The dull sound of breaking wind was like the roar of a dragon and the roar of a tiger, as if the air was torn apart.
Yang Ling was caught off guard and hurriedly parried with his sword. He heard a muffled grunt and the sword flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Zhang Wenyuan is so terrifying!" Xing Daorong was sweating profusely. Seeing that Yang Ling was injured, he turned his horse and left: "General Yang, retreat quickly!"
