Lan Yuan looked at Chu Qing and smiled awkwardly, thinking that such a reckless guy could actually be the commander-in-chief of Wu's army?
Chu Qing cupped his fists and replied: "According to the original information, the only people in Luling who are famous are Lu Dai, the prefect, and Ding Feng, who is stationed in Nanye. Dai Liang is really not that famous."
Lan Yuan nodded, "I guess my father and President Song know the specific situation of Jiangdong's soldiers. Please remind me when I'm in battle in the future. Don't behead me in a daze. It'll be embarrassing."
"Ahem, Dai Liang wants to die on his own, what does that have to do with the Major General?" Chu Qing joked with a smile.
"My father often taught me that killing to end a war is the worst strategy. If you kill the enemy at the last moment, how can you achieve a quick victory?" Lan Yuan shook his head slightly.
"I will eventually be taught." Chu Qing nodded.
Lan Yuan looked ahead and ordered Chu Qing: "Since General Dai Liang has been consecrated, the rest of the soldiers should surrender. You lead his guards to end the battle quickly. Our mission today is not over yet."
"Wei." Chu Qing cupped his fists.
The brief killing and panic ended, Lan Yuan left half of the trapped troops to clean the battlefield and guard the surrendered Jiangdong soldiers, and led his troops to continue southward to Chenyang.
Lan Yuan led three thousand troops along the Beijiang River. When he was about to reach the U-shaped bend north of Zhenyang, Chu Qing's front scouts came back to report that more than a thousand soldiers and horses in front had crossed the Zhenbei Bridge and were heading towards The enemy was fleeing from the direction of the trapped army, with a T-shaped flag on the team's flag.
"It seems that Ding Feng was frustrated by Deputy General Gao. At this time, he wants to rush back to Dai Liang's main force to join me and meet this old acquaintance." Lan Yuan laughed heartily.
Chu Qing quickly reminded: "Ding Feng is not like Dai Liang, the young general must not be beheaded again."
"Haha, I know it in my heart, and the generals will move forward at full speed." After Lan Yuan finished speaking, he rode forward.
Yesterday, Ding Feng was seduced by the bandit Wang Jin, and he staged a scene of chasing each other in a long and narrow valley. Ding Feng knew that Wang Jin had no good intentions, but he still used the trick deliberately to make the soldiers march faster. Speed, occupying Xiaopu Pass as soon as possible is the most important thing.
Ding Feng pursued him to the foot of the mountain west of Shenyang. Seeing that it was getting late, he camped at the mouth of the valley to rest. He adopted the same strategy as Qujiang. If the defenders of Shenyang did not take the initiative to provoke, they would bypass Shenyang and go south to Xiaopu Pass early tomorrow morning. As for Wang Jin's hundreds of clowns, they were just an excuse for him to march in a hurry.
After dawn the next day, when Lan Yuan launched an attack upstream, Ding Feng asked his soldiers to pack up their belongings and bury the pots to make rice, preparing to continue southward to the final destination of Xiaopu Pass.
Just when the aroma of rice was filling the camp, the "haunting" bandits emerged from the west valley again. They threw torches and stones at the mountainside next to the camp. The horses that were still resting were frightened and then neighed. They ran around in the camp and kicked over many pots for boiling water and cooking. Sparks flew onto the tents and burned them. The entire temporary camp was in chaos.
Ding Feng was furious when he saw this. He knew that if he didn't completely solve the trouble, he might not be able to attack Xiaopu Pass with peace of mind. He then left 2,000 people to clean up the camp, set up the stoves again to prepare breakfast, and personally led 3,000 soldiers to go there. Valley chase.
There is a 20-mile-long mountain official road from Shenyang County to Hanji County in the northwest. Ding Feng led his troops to pursue Wang Jin for more than 10 miles. He found that the mountains on both sides were lush with vegetation, which was conducive to setting up an ambush. Worried that he had fallen into a trap, he turned his horse around. He wanted to retreat, but as expected, flags were fluttering in the dense forest, and they were all ambushed soldiers in the high mountains.
The horns were raised and the shouts were loud.
The trapped troops on both sides descended the mountain like fierce tigers, and the "mountain bandits" killer generals from the west came back. Only then did Ding Feng realize that Wang Jin was no longer a thief. Finally, he fought hard to break through the trapped troops and fled in embarrassment with the remaining two hundred cavalry.
Gaoling chased after him, and finally the two armies fought again outside the city of Zhenyang. Ding Feng found that it was not a dangerous place and could not resist, so he had to lead the remaining troops to retreat north along the original route.
On the way to withdraw, Ding Feng thought of what he had experienced in the past two days. He felt that every step he took was being planned by the enemy, and he couldn't help but worry about Dai Liang's main force behind him.
Not long after crossing the Zhenbei Bridge, he encountered an army with the same shining armor. Ding Feng was stunned and said that it was all over. The fact that the other party could appear here showed that Dai Liang's main force was in danger.
At this time, the young general with golden armor and golden helmet appeared in front of Ding Feng again. He clasped his fists and said with a smile: "General Ding, I see that your soldiers are all exhausted. They must have just suffered a defeat, right? Dai Liang's troops The whole army has been wiped out in the morning, and now there is a chance of survival if we surrender.”
"It's useless to talk more. Is Ding Feng a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death? We didn't fight well enough last time. Do you still dare to fight me today?" Ding Feng shouted heroically.
At this time, Lan Yuan was blocking the front, and Gaoling's pursuers were approaching Zhenbei Bridge.
In a dilemma, Ding Feng encountered the same situation as Dai Liang. At this moment, he was determined to fight Lan Yuan.
Because Ding Feng was born in a humble family and was approaching his thirties, he still had no aspirations. He could die heroically on the battlefield, and it was not in vain for a good man to come to this world.
Lan Yuan likes fearless men. When he heard Ding Feng's request for war, he replied in a deep voice: "Dai Liang was the same way just now. Unfortunately, he has become a dead soul under the halberd. Since General Ding wants to fight with me, he might as well let you know how to die." , my surname is Lan and my name is Yuan, and I am General Jingnan."
Ding Feng exclaimed: "Are you the son of Jiaozhou Mu Lantian?"
"Isn't it different?" Lan Yuan smiled slightly.
Ding Feng put away his surprise, excitement aroused all over his body, and then said tremblingly: "Sure enough, a hero comes from a young man. If I kill you later, it won't be a loss if I die."
"Let me see what you're capable of." Lan Yuan rode out into battle, raising his halberd.
Ding Feng raised his spear and took it straight towards the blue shaft. At this moment, Ding Feng had the will to die and unleashed his potential, displaying his martial arts to the fullest. He swung an iron spear back and forth like a silver snake.
Lan Yuan had a general understanding of Ding Feng's strength after their last fight. Although the opponent's martial arts was good, he did not have much deterrence against him.
The two clashed for the second time. Lan Yuan's halberd seemed to be born in his hands, and he could use various halberd moves with ease.
At first, Ding Feng was full of confidence based on his strength, but gradually he realized that this was not the case, because after a few rounds, he could only parry.
A general who can play the heavy halberd well can basically balance strength and skill, so he can easily suppress his opponent.
When Ding Feng's spear was resisting the Vermilion Bird Black Moon Halberd, he mobilized most of his body's strength to deal with it. After a few rounds, he no longer had any extra strength to think about technique.
"General Ding, your movements seem to have become clumsy."
"ah?"
Before Ding Feng could react, Lan Yuan used the twigs of the halberd to angle it, jammed the opponent's spear head and stirred it hard. While Ding Feng felt the heat in his palm, Lan Yuan took advantage of the situation and swept the opponent's back with the handle of the halberd.
With a bang, Ding Feng fell off his horse.
Ding Feng rolled a few times and prepared to stand up. When he found that several trapped soldiers had come to him, he immediately gave a wry smile: "Ding is not as good as others. You can take my life."
"Victory and defeat are common matters for military officers. There is no need to seek death if you lose. Take General Ding Feng with you and we will go to Zhenyang to rest and recuperate." Lan Yuan felt a sense of respect in his heart when he saw Ding Feng closing his eyes tightly and going to die calmly.
"only."
General Ding Fengdou failed and was captured. The remaining troops who were with him had to surrender, and the trapped troops marched towards Chenyang in order.
In the evening, the rear group escorting the surrendered troops came to join together. At night, each battalion was counted and found that a total of more than 5,000 surrendered troops and more than 4,000 civilians had been collected.
It only took Lan Yuan one day to defeat all the soldiers and horses, making his prestige in the trapped army equal to that of Gao Shun. The replacement of the old and new commanders was completely completed that night.
(End of chapter)
