Inside Dong Zhuo's camp.
After Sun Jian and Cao Cao broke through, Zhang Ji did not lead his army in pursuit. Instead, he rushed to Dong Zhuo with a face full of urgency.
"The general's rescue came too late, please forgive me!"
Zhang Ji hurriedly dismounted, knelt down on one knee, and said sincerely. Matching the anxious expression on his face, he interpreted the four words of loyal minister and filial son appropriately.
Seeing the allied forces that had besieged him for most of the night retreat in a hurry, Dong Zhuo finally felt a little relieved and was very satisfied with Zhang Ji's humble attitude. He immediately waved his sleeves and said with a smile: "Hahaha, although this battle failed to completely wipe out the bandit army, , but it came in time, what’s wrong with Wen Cheng! Get up quickly!"
"Thank you, Prime Minister!"
Zhang Ji took advantage of the situation and stood up.
"How is the situation on the front line? Can my son be rescued?" Dong Zhuo continued to ask.
"this……"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Ji suddenly looked embarrassed and knelt down on the spot.
Seeing this formation, Dong Zhuo's heart suddenly suddenly felt bad, and he quickly shouted: "Reply quickly, how is my son?"
Zhang Ji lowered his head and said sadly: "Prime Minister, the last general is incompetent. Instead of being able to rescue the young master, our soldiers were set on fire by the bandits. Countless people were killed and injured, including General Lu." They were all besieged by the bandits, and the general was worried about the safety of his country, so he quickly led his troops back to the camp..."
"What, say it again!"
Before Zhang Ji finished speaking, Dong Zhuo's roar was heard from above.
"Our army was set on fire by the bandits, and there were countless casualties..."
Zhang Ji had no choice but to bite the bullet and tell the story exactly as it happened, but in the end he changed it from saying that he refused to save Lu Bu to being worried about Dong Zhuo's safety, so he hurried back to the army.
After these words, the entire army fell silent. Li Jue and other soldiers standing beside Dong Zhuo did not even dare to breathe, waiting for Dong Zhuo to burst into thunderous wrath.
But what was unexpected was that Dong Zhuo was uncharacteristically silent this time. Not only did he not get angry, but he was extremely silent. He stood blankly on the spot, with the expression on his face frozen.
The suffocating atmosphere continued, becoming increasingly oppressive as time passed.
In the end, Li Jue couldn't stand it anymore, so he held up his hands and whispered to Dong Zhuo: "Prime Minister, please don't be too worried. Although our army is defeated, it may not..."
"puff!"
Before he could finish his words, Dong Zhuo suddenly trembled at the corner of his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. He then leaned forward and was about to collapse to the ground.
"Xiangguo!"
Li Jue was shocked and rushed forward to support Dong Zhuo.
"The situation is over..."
After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Dong Zhuo felt better, lying in Li Jue's arms and sighing quietly.
"Prime Minister, although our army has been defeated, there are still nearly 100,000 troops around Luoyang, and they may not be without the strength to fight!"
Dong Zhuo shook his head and said with a helpless look on his face: "Far water cannot save the near fire. We lost this battle...lost!"
After his brother was killed, his nephew was captured, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, this former Liangzhou hero no longer had the high spirits he had when he went out to Luoshui, and his consciousness was completely depressed.
Looking at the dejected Dong Zhuo, Li Jue's heart was as sharp as a knife, and he repeatedly consoled him: "It doesn't matter if we lose, Luoyang is still in our hands, and the Emperor is still in our hands. As long as you, the Prime Minister, are here, our Xiliang army will finally be able to revive." At this time of great power! Please take good care of your body, Prime Minister!"
Dong Zhuo nodded, "Zhiran, you are right... It's just that I am exhausted mentally and physically and can no longer fight... I will leave you in charge of major military affairs for the time being. Let's retreat after I have rested for a few days."
The battle has reached this point, and if you continue to show off your strength, let alone the loss of soldiers and generals, I am afraid that I will have to answer here.
Ahuang, my son...my uncle can't care about you now.
If you are really unfortunate enough to die, I can only wait until the next day to avenge you.
"As you command!"
Li Jue quickly responded with clasped fists and ordered his soldiers to carry Dong Zhuo down to rest.
But at this time, a tall and thin figure stood up. It was Jia Xu who had been acting as a transparent person throughout the battle.
"Prime Minister!" Jia Xu saluted Dong Zhuo, "The general thinks that we should retreat immediately!"
When Li Jue heard this, he immediately frowned and scolded: "How presumptuous! With the current illness of the prime minister, how can he withstand the bumps of the carriage and horses? Jia Wenhe, what is your intention in saying this!"
However, Jia Xu didn't even look at Li Jue. He only looked at Dong Zhuo and said in a serious and solemn tone: "Your Majesty, our army was set on fire by the enemy and suffered heavy casualties. Now there are only 10,000 troops in the camp. Thief. After the army learns about the true situation, it will definitely attack immediately. I also ask the Prime Minister to give an order to abandon all the baggage, travel lightly, and return to Chenggao, otherwise there is a risk of destruction."
When Li Jue saw that Jia Xu ignored him, he was furious.
"Jia Wenhe, don't be alarmist! With the Flying Bear Army under my command here, even if there are 100,000 rebels, they can't even think of breaking through the fortress!"
Now Jia Xu had to face Li Jue's problem.
I saw him looking at Li Jue lightly, with a specious smile in his eyes, and said slowly: "Of course the Flying Bear Army under the general's command can be equal to ten, but if the enemy army surrounds and refuses to attack, cutting off the food route, how should we deal with it? "
Hearing this, Li Jue's expression suddenly changed, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Li Jue is not a fool, of course he knows how terrible it is to have food and grass cut off.
As the weaker side, Qi Mo is wrong no matter what choice he makes. As long as the coalition forces surround Dong Zhuo's camp, the outcome is already doomed. Even if the food route is not cut off, there are countless ways to annihilate the Xiliang army.
Because of this, Jia Xu advised Dong Zhuo to withdraw immediately.
This is of course not how loyal Jia Xu is to Dong Zhuo, but that he understands that once Dong Zhuo's army is wiped out, he will become a prey of the enemy's sword, and he will not be able to control his life or death.
Although Dong Zhuo looked depressed, his mind was still intact after all, and he made a decision immediately after hearing the words.
"Just follow what Wen He said. Zhiran, quickly order the withdrawal."
"As you command!"
Li Jue immediately responded with cupped fists.
Although Jia Xu gave timely advice, which was adopted, Li Jue did not want to give up the baggage and gave the soldiers an hour to pack their bags before leading the army to evacuate.
Even so, he finally left peacefully.
So when the coalition forces came with great momentum, they fell to nothing. What was waiting for them was an empty camp.
Guo Jia's calculation was correct, and Liu Bei's reaction was timely, but after all, there was a mistake in timing, which prevented Dong Zhuo from being stopped.
"The Dong thief escaped so quickly, how shameful!"
Sun Jian looked at the empty camp and couldn't help but slap his thigh and cursed angrily.
Liu Bei and Cao Cao were both silent, shaking their heads and sighing helplessly.
After all calculations, Dong Zhuo was allowed to run away.
Zhang Heng dismounted, looked at the marching marks on the ground, and then entered the camp to inspect it. Then he turned to Liu Bei and said, "Mr.
The distance from Xingyang to Chenggao is only over a hundred miles. If the cavalry charges forward with all its strength, it can be reached in half a day.
But Zhang Heng had just entered the camp to check and found that the Xiliang army did not abandon everything and run for their lives, but still carried part of the baggage, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
No matter what you carry, you have to slow down.
Not daring to fight and not escaping quickly, this is the way to death.
In this way, there is hope of catching up.
Liu Bei was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately ordered the entire army to abandon their baggage and pursue light cavalry.
But when the Xiliang army is immobile, the coalition forces can surround it without attacking and slowly wear out the enemy troops inside.
But once the Xiliang army moves into action, the 10,000 flying bear army is too terrifying. Even if they catch up, it will be difficult to annihilate them all.
But now that there is hope, we always have to give it a try.
With the cavalry in front and the infantry behind, tens of thousands of troops marched toward Chenggao in a mighty manner.
It's ridiculous to say that after the entire battle, Dong Zhuo and the Guandong princes invested more than 300,000 troops, which lasted for several months, and the battle line was maintained in the Xingyang area. Now that the war is coming to an end, the battle lines have begun to advance towards Chenggao.
The army marched forward wildly, and after about an hour, a group of soldiers suddenly appeared in front of them.
Everyone was overjoyed when they saw this. They all thought it was Dong Zhuo's army, and they speeded up again.
But when they got closer, they discovered that they were Lu Bu's remaining soldiers.
After breaking through Guan Yu's siege last night, Lu Bu hurried back to the camp. But when he arrived, there was no sign of the army. It had been half an hour since the Xiliang army had withdrawn.
Seeing this, Lu Bu thought he was being treated as an outcast and almost cursed.
But after venting your emotions, you still have to consider practical issues. In desperation, Lu Bu had no choice but to lead his army westward to join Dong Zhuo's large army.
But before they could catch up with the large army, they were pursued by Liu Bei's army.
Lu Bu was naturally panicked, but Liu Bei and others were disappointed when they saw that it was not Dong Zhuo's army, and they couldn't help but frown.
At such a critical moment, slaves with three surnames showed up to join in the fun!
Xun You quickly held up his hands and said: "My lord, this army is very small. It is unlikely to be the army left behind by the Dong thieves. But the presence of enemy troops here proves that the Dong thieves' army is not far away. Don't let this happen." The enemy forces will delay the advance of the army!"
"Gongda's words are reasonable." Liu Bei nodded, waved his sleeves and said, "Yide, you lead your troops to fight. The other generals should not stop and continue to pursue the Dong thief at full speed!"
"Okay, brother, be optimistic, I will definitely capture and kill these three slaves this time!"
Zhang Fei laughed loudly and agreed, then came out with a spear in front of the crowd.
"Don't underestimate the enemy."
Liu Bei warned, did not stop, and continued to lead his army to pursue Dong Zhuo.
On the opposite side, seeing Liu Bei's army attacking him, Lu Bu really panicked.
It’s me again, why is it me again!
At this moment, he just wanted to cry out to God.
Since the beginning of the war, Lu Bu has found that he seems to be cursed by bad luck. Every time there is a war, he is inexplicably regarded as the primary target by the enemy. Now, even his escape is being chased by so many people.
But then, he discovered that Liu Bei's army didn't care about him at all, and only sent Zhang Fei to lead thousands of troops to kill him.
But these thousands of enemy troops are no match for me now.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!"
The enemy was outnumbered and we were outnumbered. Lu Bu didn't even have the slightest desire to fight, so he quickly led his men to run away.
When Zhang Fei saw this, he couldn't help but laugh up to the sky, his voice full of joy.
"Slave with the third surname, my eldest father wants to have some fun with you, why are you running away!"
At this time, Lu Bu couldn't care less about Zhang Fei's mental attack on him. He ran faster after hearing the sound.
