Fifty kilometers southeast of Yijing.
After a day's march, Yuan Shao's army went down to the village to rest by a small river. The infantry's march of fifty kilometers a day was considered a forced march. He was afraid that the longer Liu Bei occupied Qingzhou, the more disadvantageous it would be to him.
The normal speed of a cavalry unit in a day is fifty kilometers, and a forced march can reach one hundred kilometers.
So when it was almost dawn that day, the soldiers in Yuan Shao's camp were still sleeping deeply, and the ground began to shake. Some veterans of hundreds of battles were very experienced and had keen reactions. When the vibration frequency of the ground became more and more frequent, they suddenly opened their eyes.
Thousands of remnant troops led by generals Zhang He and Gao Lan galloped southward. When they saw Yuan Shao's military camp, their faces instantly turned pale. They didn't expect that they had attracted the wolf.
Yuan Shao woke up from his dream and felt the ground shaking with vigilance. A chill awakened him, and he woke up completely. Someone was attacking the camp.
He could not have imagined that in his own territory, besides Gongsun Zan, who was trapped in Yi Jing, who had the strength to launch a large-scale cavalry charge, who else could have this strength?
Could it be...Gongsun Zan?
He felt that his face was numb and cold. At this time, the frequency of the ground shaking was getting faster and faster. This meant that the cavalry unit was less than one kilometer away from the camp. Death was quickly approaching him. At this moment, Lightning suddenly crackled in his mind, and Gongsun Zan's murderous and sinister face appeared.
"kill--!"
With the sound of intensive horse hoofbeats, killing cries roared like ocean waves. Amidst the rumbling sound of horse hoofbeats, Zhang He and Gao Lan found Yuan Shao's Chinese army camp first, pulled the panicked Yuan Shao onto his horse, and headed towards He galloped away in the direction of Yecheng.
Other generals and counselors also escorted Yuan Shao away with their own soldiers.
Yuan Shao's 100,000-strong army was dashed to pieces by Gongsun Zan's 50,000-horse army while they were sleeping. Countless people surrendered, were injured, and were beheaded in their sleep. Only those veterans of hundreds of battles had reacted long ago, mounted their horses, found the location of the central army tent in the Great Banner, and followed Yuan Shao to escape.
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Nanyang County, Wancheng.
Cao Cao's eyes were hazy as he was half asleep. He felt his lips were dry and his mouth was sticky. He vaguely saw many people standing to the side, and there were vague sounds in his ears that seemed to be separated by a layer of world. He wanted to move his hands, but he felt weak and could only move his lips slowly, unable to make a sound.
Guo Jia saw Cao Cao's half-opened eyes, and his eyes shone with joy: "Ming Gong! Ming Gong! You finally woke up." When he said it, his voice was choked by a sore tip of his nose.
At this time, Cao Cao's vision was finally no longer blurry, and his voice could be heard clearly. When he saw that the person next to him was his confidant Fengxiao, he grinned, and then said with difficulty: "You can't die, don't cry for Fengxiao." !”
Guo Jia nodded sharply and couldn't help but shed tears. Everyone in the tent was Cao Cao's confidants. Seeing such a scene, uncontrollable tears welled up in his eyes.
Cao Cao slowly turned his head and glanced at the confidants in the tent. He felt relieved and thought warmly in his heart: "With these loyal civil servants and generals, why should the world worry about injustice?"
Seeing that Cao Cao's mouth was dry, Dian Wei thoughtfully brought him water. Guo Jia carefully helped Cao Cao up and drank a bowl of water, with a lively look on his face.
When Cao Anmin threw himself on Cao Cao and fell down, he injured his ribs and fell into a coma. After three days of recovery, he finally recovered.
Recalling the time when he was extremely nervous, Cao Cao had lingering fears. The moment he felt the flint falling, he seemed to see the Naihe Bridge. Fortunately, someone pulled him off the bridge.
The light returned to his eyes, and Cao Cao asked: "How many days have I been in coma?"
Guo Jia said: "Three days."
"How is the situation in Wancheng? How many days until Zhang Xiu can come? How is the army's food and grass?"
"After Ming Gong fell into coma, the army stayed at the camp and did not go into battle. Wancheng was still in Jia Xu's hands; Zhang Xiu traveled up the river and would not be able to return until at least seven or eight days; there was not much food and grass in the army, and Wei Yan was in Duyang Our grain roads outside the city have been repeatedly destroyed, making it impossible for Xudu to transport grain and grass in. The local powerful in Nanyang have run out of grain and grass."
"Well...how many days can I last?"
"Three days at most."
Cao Cao nodded silently, glanced calmly at the people in the tent, and suddenly laughed freely and heartily.
Guo Jia was surprised: "Why is Duke Ming laughing?"
"Ah... I saw that all the gentlemen in the tent were my confidants, and my heart felt as happy as a spring flower, so I laughed. I have all the gentlemen to help me, so why should I be afraid of Zhangxiu? We have Yanzhou, Yuzhou, and Sili in our hands, and we have soldiers We are fine and have enough food. This time Zhang Xiu seized the gap in our army's food and grass and caused our army to lose. This is a trivial matter. The worst we can do is retreat and start all over again after the autumn harvest. We will capture Zhang Xiu and capture Nanyang. Gentlemen! Don't worry... !”
Cao Cao's words swept away the gloomy atmosphere in the tent, and the expressions of the generals also recovered.
Cao Cao nodded with satisfaction and smiled: "Haha! Victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. Although our army lost this battle, the Central Plains is still under our control. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses are still there. Once we regain our strength, we will definitely win if we fight again in the future, haha. …”
Guo Jia asked: "Ming Gong's intention?"
Cao Cao said decisively: "Withdraw! Since there is not enough food and grass, and Wancheng has weapons for counterattack, we can no longer fight. If we wait for Zhang Xiu to return, we will be defeated. Send an order to the whole army and return to the court."
The next day.
By the time Jia Xu learned that Cao Cao had withdrawn his troops, there was no trace of Cao Cao's troops outside Wancheng.
After those powerful people who supported Cao Cao learned that Cao Cao's army had retreated, they were all frightened out of their wits and fell softly to the ground. What awaited them was a dark hell.
…
Zhang Xiu's building boat sailed up the river and arrived in Jiangxia that day.
At this time, a messenger came down the river and brought news: Cao Cao withdrew his troops, and Nanyang was worry-free.
After receiving the news, the whole army was happy. At the same time, the people on the ship admired Zhang Xiu's intelligence and ability, being able to command the overall situation and become invincible from a hundred miles away.
"Brother General, you are so powerful. You actually defeated the famous Cao Cao." A voice as clear as a bell sounded from behind Zhang Xiu.
You don't need to look back to know that this is Qiao Rui's youngest daughter: Xiao Qiao.
After Qiao Rui's family got on the boat, the lively and lively Xiao Qiao found the third floor, met Zhang Xiu, and became very affectionate with him; at first, Xiao Qiao was very affectionate when she saw him. He was timid, but gradually discovered that he had a good temper, and became bolder.
Now he dared to sneak up behind Zhang Xiu and joke.
"I'm so powerful, will Miss Xiao Qiao want to marry me in the future?" Zhang Xiu smiled mischievously, showing his neat white teeth.
Xiao Qiao's face turned red like a chameleon.
Finally, she asked shyly: "Does the general want me or the world?"
Zhang Xiu said: "Children only do multiple-choice questions, I... want them all."
Xiao Qiao pouted: "Greedy!"
Zhang Xiu laughed, looking at this famous little beauty from later generations, and felt itchy in his heart; indeed, the beauty that can be recorded in history is not something to be boasted about. Don’t underestimate Xiao Qiao, who is only fourteen years old. But it's not small at all, it's just not fully developed yet.
But Da Qiao is already fifteen, so he can use it in another year.
Da Qiao has a virtuous nature, he is quiet and restless, he can calm down and do his own thing, he is as meticulous as his hair, and he can take care of others in every aspect. For men, he is simply the perfect ideal type.
Without the threat of Cao Cao, Zhang Xiu spent the seven-day voyage comfortably. Coupled with Bu Trainer's considerate service, he felt even more comfortable.
