Zhang Bao was about to drive the Han army to follow him, but Jiang Wei who was next to him hurriedly grabbed him and whispered, "General Zhang, wait a minute. If we charge up with these Qiang and Hu, the Cao thieves will be defeated. But in this chaos, Under the circumstances, I’m afraid many people will take the opportunity to escape. //.la”
"Why don't we let everyone swarm around first, and take the opportunity to regain their strength. When the Cao thieves can no longer hold on, we can go around and intercept them, which will definitely prevent them from escaping."
When Zhang Bao heard this, he glanced at Jiang Wei in surprise, thinking that this boy looked so handsome and handsome, but he was actually a bad and bad person, on par with that young boy Feng.
With this thought in his mind, his head nodded involuntarily, "Very good."
Cao Jun, who was guarding the small town of Jieting, was caught off guard and was suddenly scattered by the Qiang and Hu men who were attacking like vicious wolves.
The Qiang and Barbarians could not compete with the Han army in regular battles, but they had no problem fighting superiority battles or chaotic battles.
Cao Jun's rear army began to become confused.
As the chaos grew, it finally caught Feng Yong's attention. He quickly held up the telescope and looked at it. He was ecstatic at the moment, "Come, come, you are finally here!"
Historically, when Ma Dazui lost the street pavilion, Zhuge Lao Yao had already led his army several miles behind the street pavilion.
Compared with Jieting, Lueyang is much closer to Jicheng. Logically speaking, the news should be received earlier than himself. Even if the march speed cannot be compared with himself, the arrival time will not be much slower than himself.
Because Zhang He's specific military strength was not known, there was no way to conduct detailed deductions on the sand table. Moreover, the situation was urgent, and there was no time for Feng Yong to slowly deduce various situations that might occur in the street pavilion.
However, from Liu Yin's letter, Feng Yong can roughly understand the current situation on his own side, so it is still possible to make a rough inference about this.
If Old Demon Zhuge really has a hand in Jicheng, then the reinforcements will arrive at Jieting one day ahead of him at the earliest, and one day behind him at the latest.
Based on his understanding of Old Demon Zhuge, Feng Yong believed that this was very possible.
After all, Jicheng is the county seat of Tianshui, and it is the largest and most important city in Longyou. It is also the hub connecting the north and south of Longyou.
It makes no sense that he just left with his army in such a big way, leaving nothing behind.
So this is why Feng Yong looked at the sun and scolded the old demon Zhuge: In such an emergency, you go at the slowest speed. What do you mean?
Seeing Zhang He personally taking the lead in fighting had already aroused Cao Jun's determination to resist desperately.
Even the Modao team was forced to retreat.
Feng Yong already had the intention of withdrawing his troops, and thought that if it didn't work out, he would just delay it for one more day. Unexpectedly, reinforcements would appear at the last moment.
He quickly ordered loudly, "Quick! Quick, the whole army is coming!"
At the same time, he turned around, picked up the drumstick, and beat the big drum on the handsome stage hard.
"Dong dong dong..."
The shuaitai drum sounded, followed by the war drums all around below, which was deafening and resounded through the sky.
Zhang Yi, the leader of the Mo Dao Team, perked up when he heard the drums. He heard a commotion behind him, and people kept rushing to shout, "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming!"
The whole army was excited, everyone was excited, mustered up their courage, and worked hard to move forward.
"General, the rear army... gone, gone, gone!"
Several close aides took Zhang He and dragged him back, "It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. General, please make up your mind quickly."
Zhang He's eyes were dull and his face was ashen.
The most terrifying thing in this world is not that there is no hope, but that after giving hope, it is extinguished at the last moment.
The counterattack was about to succeed, but unexpectedly it fell short.
"General, general..."
Seeing that the Han troops at both ends were advancing more and more, the chaos in the rear finally spread here, and the confidants were anxious and called out again and again.
"Since I surrendered to Emperor Wu, I, Zhang, attacked Yecheng, defeated Yuan Tan, defeated Wuhuan, attacked Donglai, and attacked Ma Chao twice. When I was in Hanzhong, I was favored by the generals. Even with the defeated army, I was able to resist Liu Bei's hundred thousand men. So that they dare not cross the Han River and advance."
"A certain person was defeated in Brazil by Zhang Fei and other brave generals in the world, so he cannot be worthy of the evaluation of Chen Sikong (Chen Qun) as a good general of the country and Guo Prefecture as a famous general of the country, but he also considers himself to be experienced in military formation."
"Now that I have received high hopes from His Majesty, I led an elite army but was defeated by an unknown boy from Shu. This shame cannot be washed away by pouring water over the river. I should bear the blame for the loss of Longyou. How can I return to Guanzhong except for dying in state affairs?" And see His Majesty?"
Zhang He murmured, and the more he continued, the bleaker the look on his face became.
When the confidant heard that something was not going well, he knew that Zhang He was determined to die. He immediately winked and, while Zhang He was not paying attention, struck him from behind and knocked him unconscious.
Then several people found a few good horses that were still in the army, mixed them with the chaotic army, and fled south.
Zhang He was knocked unconscious by his cronies and fled, the commander's flag fell, and the last bit of support from Cao's army finally disappeared completely.
Zhang Bao had already personally led his troops south to block Cao Jun's escape route to Qingshui.
In these days, Jiang Wei used the relationship between the Jiang family and himself (and of course the reputation of a certain Feng native among the Qiang and Hu) to summon the Qiang and Hu tribes in Longyou to form a Qiang and Hu coalition army.
So he should follow closely and take command when necessary.
Liu Yin originally wanted to lead his army out of the city, but he saw the green eyes of the barbarians whizzing past the city like locusts.
He thought for a while and realized that there was no shortage of hundreds of wounded soldiers of his own anyway, so he simply leaned against the city wall and fell asleep.
Not only him, but everyone in the city had not had a good sleep these days.
Now that they saw that the situation was settled, once they relaxed their bodies, they staggered and fell asleep regardless of the shouts of death outside.
Feng Yong had been beating the drum with all his strength since the whole army was charging. At this time, when he saw that Cao's army was finally defeated, he was so excited that he smashed the drumstick on the drum and burst into laughter.
Smiling and laughing, tears came out unconsciously.
Won, finally won!
No one knew how much pressure he was carrying when he came down from Longguan Pass.
Four years of secret preparation, even paying for his wife's dowry, are just trivial matters.
For the first time since time travel, he found himself so close to this era and so close to death.
There are 10,000 people in Longguan and 15,000 people in Anding County. The life and death of all those who trust me and my good brothers depend on this battle.
However, the opponent is Zhang He, who has been extremely feared by Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang in history.
Zhang He?
Um? Zhang He?
When Feng Yong thought of this name, he didn't care about the emotion. He quickly stood up again, fumbled for the telescope, and hurriedly looked at the chaotic Cao Jun.
Now I can see that the mountains and plains are full of defeated troops. How can I tell which one is Zhang He?
Don't let him run away again, right?
Feng Yong's heart skipped a beat, rubbed his eyes, and searched carefully again.
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