Feng Duhu has always recognized General Guan's military talent.
If he didn't have a sharp enough vision and decisive enough actions, even if Feng Duhu could arrive at Tongguan in time, the situation he would have to face would be far more complicated than it is now.
When the battle situation in Shangdang was confusing, everyone in the Han Dynasty was speculating on Sima Yi's true intentions.
General Guan didn't wait for the army to be assembled, and immediately rushed to Hedong in advance to adjust the defense deployment in Hedong in time.
On the premise of ensuring that Hedong was safe, he also led the strongest strategic maneuver that the Han Dynasty could mobilize to rush to Taiyuan.
It can be said that General Guan grasped the core contradiction in a timely and accurate manner under extremely chaotic circumstances that made it difficult for people to see the situation clearly.
If Hedong is lost, Taiyuan will not be preserved.
If Taiyuan is not defended, the state will not be defended.
Moreover, there is a sequence between the two.
Hedong comes first and Taiyuan follows.
It was precisely because of the precious time General Guan bought that Feng Duhu had the opportunity to look for opportunities to counterattack after he arrived at Tongguan.
If not, then it may be necessary to think of ways to defend Hedong.
Although the latest news from Taiyuan has not yet come back, Feng Duhu knows that Guanjue Valley is most likely not lost.
If it is lost, then the news that General Guan was blocked at the mountain pass should be delivered to him in the next two days.
Since no news has been sent, it means that this is good news.
As long as the Guanjue Valley is not lost, the worst-case scenario is that Taiyuan City will temporarily fall.
The best-case scenario is to keep Hedong and Taiyuan and block Sima Yi in Shangdang.
If you think about it boldly, you might be able to regain Shangdang again.
So everything... maybe it's not too late - as long as Wang Ping and Deng Zhi can hold on until General Guan arrives.
"General, it's too late, retreat quickly! If you don't retreat, the thieves may be able to circle back and surround us!"
Wang Ping's camp at Dagukou in Taiyuan is like a lonely boat floating in the sea.
The Wei army that was rushing out of the mouth of the valley was like a big wave caused by a hurricane.
The lone boat was tossed up by the angry waves again and again, but fell back to the water safely.
It was shaking a lot, but it didn't capsize.
The trenches had been filled in, the antlers had been bulldozed, and even the fences of the camp had been mended again and again. In the end they could not be mended, so human lives were used to block them.
Even so, the huge disparity in numbers finally allowed the Wei army to rush into the camp.
Wang Ping stood in front of the commander's tent, holding a long knife with blood still wet on the blade.
The armor on his body reeked of blood.
"Retreat? Retreat to where? How to retreat!"
Wang Ping raised his long knife, pointed it not far below, and shouted sternly.
There, all the Han soldiers who were slightly injured and could still hold swords and guns were already preparing to go back to battle.
The last two thousand soldiers who were still fighting were trying their best to prevent the Wei army from rushing towards Shuai Qi.
As for the soldiers who were placed at the back and could not afford serious injuries...if the commander's flag fell, it would mean the death of the commander.
Naturally, they can only accept the arrangement of fate.
The small highland with Shuaiqi as the center is the last position of the Han army.
The flag is a symbol of the existence of a combat unit, and it is also one of the means of conveying military orders.
As large as an army or as small as a team, each has its own unique flag.
Regardless of offense or defense, the soldiers of the team must follow and surround the flag, advancing and retreating together.
As long as the flag is there, even if it is scattered and dispersed, the soldiers in the chaos can quickly move closer to each other to form a new fighting force by virtue of the flag's location.
On the contrary, if the flag is captured and destroyed, it is also common for it to lead to defeat.
In particular, the commander's flag of the Chinese Army is the soul of the entire army and the most important flag.
Once it falls, it is like a person without a brain. No matter how strong the body is, it will fall down and die.
But now, the location of Wang Ping's commander's flag has become the final gathering place for the Han army.
The Wei army, as if they had smelled bloody leeches, rushed forward desperately.
The situation was so urgent that even Wang Ping had led his personal guards and personally went into battle to block the gap several times.
"In Jinyang, Governor Deng is not ready yet. If we block it for half a day, Jinyang will have half a day to prepare!"
"Otherwise, what are we trying to do if we stay here and so many people die!"
Wang Ping looked towards the distance, towards the peaks on both sides of the valley.
What a great blocking terrain.
Unfortunately, Sima Yi arrived too quickly.
It was so fast that Wang Ping had no chance to make full use of this favorable terrain.
"Everyone, follow me!"
Wang Ping raised his sword, ordered the remaining guards again, and took the lead in charging forward.
Countless wooden boards and poles were either cracked or broken, tents were wrapped in mud and stones, and even unknown objects were scattered and piled up on both sides of the battlefield.
This is an extremely crude defense line made by the Han army in the camp, using all available objects at hand.
This line of defense only played a little blocking role.
Soon, the front facing the Wei army with the largest concentration of troops was broken through.
The little role of the defense line was finally reflected at this time.
Wei Jun, who thought the overall situation was settled, did not clean up in time and did not have time to clean up the accumulations on both sides.
They just subconsciously rushed in through the gap.
The Wei army rushed in from the gap in the front and faced small circular formations formed in units of three.
Three flower array.
The Sanhua Formation is a circular formation. It is a small and medium-sized formation jointly improved by Feng Duhu and General Zhendong on the basis of the Eight Formation Diagram.
Of course, this is an external statement.
As for whether there is some country turtle who has illegally crossed over and wants to try some formations that are more suitable for combat with new weapons on the premise of improving the Han army's weapons, then it is uncertain.
This round formation of three flowers was originally designed to prevent unexpected situations from happening to the commander's flag in battles or melees - for example, the thieves' generals unexpectedly rush into the formation to seize the flag.
At the same time, he protects the coach.
It has little mobility, let alone attack. Its biggest advantage is that it has strong defensive power - after all, Feng is more afraid of death.
The rotating and staggered formations allowed the soldiers at the rear to continuously fill in a certain gap caused by too many casualties.
The small circular formation continued to rotate, like a winch, crushing and mincing the bandits who rushed between the two formations.
The Wei army, which had superior strength, was scattered in all directions. From a distance, it seemed that they were forming an encirclement.
But in fact, they were isolated and scattered, and it was difficult to communicate with each other. In the end, they had to fight independently, and the entire army was torn into pieces.
The seemingly turbulent waves crashed into the jagged rocks and turned into countless broken pieces.
This is the last fighting force in Wang Ping's hands, and it is also the most capable and loyal team.
Almost every small circular formation has a core.
These core members were either descendants of the Nanxiang clan, had experience in the staff corps, or came out of the martial arts hall.
Some even combine three identities into one.
They are the most solid backbone in the army.
The battle formation was filled with blood and flesh. Relying on its superior strength, the Wei army finally broke through a small circular formation. Someone's weapon was forcibly knocked away by several thieves.
Before being overwhelmed by the Wei army, the unarmed soldier, protected by his fine armor, rushed forward desperately and bit down wherever he could with his teeth.
Using his last bit of strength, he pinched his fingers wherever he could.
Just to cause the last little bit of damage to the bandit army.
It was as if they were not living bodies, but divine weapons far superior to swords.
The air was filled with the smell of thick blood-impregnated metal leather, mixed with some unknown stench, which made people sick.
Sima Yi stood at the original fence position of the Han army camp, looking at the fierce battle ahead with a somewhat angry face.
With an overwhelmingly superior force, it is impossible to attack a temporary camp with only a few thousand people for a long time. How can you not be angry?
At this time, he was horrified, and even a sense of fear arose from the bottom of his heart:
"Western...The Han army fought to the death and refused to surrender, and the king was unknown. How could his officers and men be compared with the elite soldiers of the previous Han Dynasty?"
"Isn't it possible? Is it possible that it doesn't happen? Does the Liu family really want Sanxing?"
Sima Yi naturally did not dare to say these words in his heart.
But as a coach, seeing how crazy the Han army was, certain thoughts could no longer be contained, growing like weeds in spring.
The Han Dynasty and the Huns fought endless conquests, and the soldiers were elite and tenacious in battle, which is still commendable.
Not to mention Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, even the soldiers who traveled thousands of miles to guard the Western Regions also "boiled their armored crossbows and ate their sinews and hides when they were exhausted."
This means that in the face of the siege of the Huns, the Han army trapped in Guancheng would rather boil and eat the strings made of animal sinews and the leather worn on the crossbows than to hold on.
It is precisely because of the soldiers of the Early Han Dynasty who achieved such feats that they created the illustrious martial arts of the Early Han Dynasty.
Sima Yi, who has been an official since Cao Cao's time, has seen countless military formations over the years.
But there are very few armies that have the legacy of the elite soldiers of the former Han Dynasty.
Because in the Later Han Dynasty, especially in the middle and late Later Han Dynasty, the composition of the soldiers in the army was greatly different from that in the Early Han Dynasty.
The elite soldiers of the former Han Dynasty were composed of truly good men.
In the middle and late Han Dynasty, the so-called good family members were not necessarily good family members. They were more likely to be libertines who were engaged in green trade.
Not to mention that even if there are nominally good family members, there are already very few in the army of the Later Han Dynasty.
Most of them are composed of "lazy children of merchants" and "stupid people from the countryside".
Although there is a multiplication system, it does not talk about military formations. It is not concise, and it hopes to watch the enemy. It does not live up to the name and reality, and it is difficult to prepare for emergencies.
After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, it was hard to find even a good family son in name.
Cao Cao was indeed good at using his troops, but judging from the repeated massacres of cities, the establishment of many military lieutenant colonels to supervise the army, and the use of harsh laws and severe punishments to force his soldiers, some aspects of the army may not be satisfactory.
For example, as soon as Cao Cao died, the Qingzhou army immediately beat drums in public, swaggered through the streets, and led him away, without even paying attention to Cao Pi.
The difference in military discipline is evident.
Sima Yi had been fighting for decades, and it was not like he had never seen an army of soldiers who sacrificed their lives and fought to the death without retreating.
But those soldiers are all the soldiers whom the coach treats most favorably.
It is rare for the whole army to be uniform like this.
What Sima Yi cares about most is:
Among the generals of the Han army, Wang Ping did not have much sense of existence at all, and he could even be said to be unknown.
It is even more rare that the soldiers under his command are so elite.
It's just obvious that no matter what the final outcome of Otaniguchi's battle is, he will become famous.
Seeing that it was the last piece of high ground that was on the verge of collapse, Sima Yi let out a breath:
"Tell them to move back."
With the sound of gold ringing, the Wei army on the front line retreated from the high ground in embarrassment once again, as if they had heard the fairy music.
"Tai Tuo, please ask me to personally lead the elite troops to defeat this thief for the army!"
The generals around Sima Yi were unwilling to fight and asked for a fight.
It was obviously the Western thieves who seemed to be able to break through the formation with the last charge, but they were forced to rush up again and again, and then retreat again and again.
Many people are already filled with anger.
"It can definitely be broken, but it doesn't matter when it will be broken."
Sima Yi stared at the Han army flag still flying, expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking:
"The defensive strength of the thieves is far higher than that of the past few days. If we can repel the thieves on the hills on both sides of the valley entrance, it is because they did not have time to prepare."
"Then I suspect that the fact that we were able to break through the traitor's outer camp so quickly was because the opposite general did it intentionally."
Hearing what the Taifu said, the generals of the Wei army couldn't help but look at each other.
Someone boldly reminded:
"Taifu, it took a lot of effort for the soldiers to attack the bandits' camp..."
"How does that compare to what's happening right now?"
Sima Yi raised his finger and pointed in the direction of Wang Ping, "If the rebel army had been so tightly defended from the beginning, could you have attacked so quickly?"
The generals were a little stunned.
After a while, someone asked cautiously:
"Then what Taifu means is..."
"The thief is showing weakness and wants to drag us here!"
Sima Yi said word by word, "They are stalling for Jinyang City!"
Having said this, Sima Yi's face became a little gloomy:
"We don't have much time left."
"But Taifu," the people below still couldn't believe it, "If this is really the case, then wouldn't this army of thieves have the intention of sharing the same fate with them from the very beginning?"
is it possible?
Sima Yi shook his head:
"You don't need the entire army, just the general and the generals below are enough."
As for those soldiers, with their commanders determined and their generals taking the lead, would they still have a chance to escape in the current crisis?
After Sima Yi finished speaking, his face became more and more gloomy.
When he broke through the Huguan easily and joined the Shangdang, and people from all over the country fell in love with him, and the situation was great, even he, unintentionally, developed a feeling of contempt that he shouldn't have.
This person, Wang Ping, is most likely an important figure specially arranged by Feng Yong in Bingzhou.
Sima Yi took a deep breath:
"Leave three thousand men and keep an eye on them. The rest, follow me around and attack Jinyang!"
"But Taifu, with three thousand people, I'm afraid I can't watch them."
"I have observed that there are no more than 2,000 Han soldiers capable of fighting today, and many of them are injured."
Sima Yi turned his head and looked at the generals with bright eyes:
"There is no need to surround them, as long as they do not affect the army and continue to move forward."
Here at Dagukou, a lot of water flows out of the mountains. Wang Ping naturally chose a place to set up camp to ensure the convenience of water.
If we want to completely surround this Han army and force them to be unable to fight anymore, it will take at least three to five days.
But after Sima Yi had an insight into Wang Ping's plan, he immediately understood:
Time is running out!
Based on Feng Mingwen's previous combat style and Sima Yi's own lessons learned from the Han army's cavalry.
He was certain that the Han army would definitely take advantage of the cavalry to come for reinforcements.
The journey from Chang'an to Taiyuan is no less than fifteen hundred miles.
In addition, the transmission of battle reports also takes a certain amount of time.
But the time left for himself, at most, will not exceed half a month - Sima Yi believes that Feng Yong has this ability.
Because Sima Yi himself had done the urgent journey of 1,200 miles in eight days.
Use yourself to judge others, expect the enemy to be lenient, and half a month is the most limited time Sima Yi has left for himself.
For him, this Han army has already consumed too much of his time.
After figuring this out, Sima Yi made a decisive decision and immediately gave up his plan to continue to entangle with Wang Ping here.
"Now, immediately, send out scouts to find out about Jinyang City!"
"Here!"
ps:
It's snowing in the northwest, and it's heavy snow. There's wind and snow all over the sky, but I don't feel cold.
It is said that if you drink ice for ten years, it will be difficult to cool your hot blood.
I have been fighting on this land for more than ten years?
But looking at the pot of porridge that was about to burn the lake, my heart felt very cold, very cold.
I really want to cry.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't be like this, but I broke my guard.
Because there are too many things during this period, I am exhausted physically and mentally, so please forgive me, readers.
I solemnly promise that although I cannot maintain the speed, I will definitely finish writing this book seriously.
