Farmer of Shu Han

Chapter 815: The 0824th general

  Chapter 815 Chapter 0824 General

  Ji Hanshu says:

  At that time, Cao Zhenyin had the ambition to swallow Longyou, win Xiaoguan's heart, and destroy forever in stability.

  Yong used the small path of the Huo Yi case to return to the middle road and harass the true food road;

  The road of real grain is not smooth, and it has been dragged on for a long time.

  Always show them weakness and slowness, and then use armored cavalry to attack and break them.

  Multiple-choice questions for "Three-Year Simulation of Five-Year College Entrance Examination":

   During the alternate period between the Later Han Dynasty and the Ji-Han period, the three famous battles in which the less won the more were: A: The Battle of Guandu, B: The Battle of Chibi, C: The Battle of Hanzhong, and D: The Battle of Xiaoguan.

  …

  Since discovering that Cao Zhen's army is coming towards Xiaoguan, Ma Dai only does three things every day.

  The first is to inspect the various camps and forts in Xiaoguan, the second is to look westward, hoping for reinforcements, and the third is to look east and pray that Feng Yong is okay.

  Can't swallow food every day, can't sleep well every night.

  Cao Zhen’s first goal is not Xiaoguan, so there is no need to worry about camping in Wubao everywhere.

  The rescue letter sent to Longyou received a quick response.

   But it was only a response. The Dudu Mansion only sent 3,000 people over in the end.

  At the same time, in the reply letter, he explained the current situation in Longyou to Ma Dai: someone from the aristocratic family in Liangzhou wanted to make trouble, and the Dudu Mansion could not send too many people to Xiaoguan for the time being.

   Only let Ma Dai guard the pass and not leave the pass.

   There is no mention of Feng Yong's fall into stability.

  Ma Dai knew that the Governor's Mansion might have decided to let Feng Yong resign himself to fate.

  Although this decision is very cold and ruthless, it is the best way at present.

  Exchange all the officers and men from the Huqiang Xiaowei's mansion who had fallen to death in exchange for the protection of Longyou.

  If Ma Dai is the person who is stuck in stability, Ma Dai also feels that he can only accept his fate.

  When you are on the battlefield, sometimes you just cannot help yourself.

  A few days after Cao Zhenbing arrived at Xiaoguan, the sound of military drums began to sound from the east.

   Ma Dai knew that this should be the return of Feng Yong's army, and he was trying to break through Cao Zhen's camp.

  Ma Dai stood at the highest point of Xiaoguan, looking far to the east, listening to the sound of war drums there every day.

   It seemed as if Feng Yong led the elite soldiers of the Qiang Commander's Mansion to attack Cao Zhen's army again and again, but was forced to retreat again and again.

  In front of the formation of the two armies, the corpses of the elite soldiers of the Han Dynasty were covered...

  He could even feel Feng Yong angrily questioning Xiao Guan more than once: Why didn't he respond with troops?

  Thinking of this, even Ma Dai, who has fought all his life, couldn't help but burst into tears, like a wounded beast howling in pain to the sky:

   "After this battle, what face do I have to face the Feng family's orphan? What face do I have to see my sister (that is, Zhao Mashi)?"

  He originally thought that the thief Cao would only last three to five days at most, and he would either **** Feng Yong himself, or take Feng Yong's head and go to Xiaoguan to persuade him to surrender.

   Who would have thought that the sound of war drums in the east could be heard day in and day out? Unexpectedly, Feng Yong was able to block Cao Zhen for so long with his inferior soldiers.

   Ma Dai, standing at the head of Xiaoguan City, waited left and right, but couldn't wait for the news that Feng Yong was defeated, captured or killed in battle.

   On the contrary, listening to the sound of war drums in the east every day, my heart hangs in my throat every day.

   Only when the sun goes down can he put his heart back in place.

  At the same time, I was afraid that there would be no sound of war drums tomorrow, and I was lucky enough to think that Feng Yong would be able to block it for another day...

   Another day…

   Another day...

  The sound of the drums of war every day, finally became his comfort.

  The taste of it is indeed more uncomfortable than tormenting in a frying pan.

  The majestic Xiliang man lost weight in a short period of time.

  Until one day, he got up early as usual, set off from the main city of Xiaoguan, followed the canyon to inspect the Wubao camps, and walked to the outermost part of the canyon.

   Standing on the top of the Wubao built on the top of the hill, looking at the Wei army camp below.

  The sun had risen at this time, dispelling the mist below the mountain, and the Cao bandit camp showed its original appearance.

   What makes Ma Dai feel strange is that today's thief Cao seems to be much quieter than in the past.

  According to what Cao thief did in the past, someone has already come out at this time, and went to the lower part of Guancheng to yell and provoke.

   Today's Cao thief, let alone come out to scold and provoke, even the camp seems to be very quiet.

  When Ma Dai saw the situation at the foot of the mountain, he instinctively felt something was wrong.

   "Could it be possible, what kind of tricks is Cao thief going to play?"

   Ma Dai was in doubt.

   When the sun was over, Ma Dai finally couldn't hold back when he saw that there was no movement in Cao Ying. He sent scouts to go down the mountain to investigate.

   Unexpectedly, the scouts soon sent back a shocking news: Cao Bandit's camp was empty, and everything in the camp was in chaos. It seemed that they retreated in a hurry last night.

   "Retreat? Or retreat in a hurry? How could Cao Zhen retreat in a hurry at this time?"

  Ma Dai naturally didn't dare to believe it, and sent several groups of people down the mountain to enter Cao's empty camp, and checked in detail before confirming the news.

  At this time, he suddenly noticed that there didn't seem to be a fierce battle drum sounding in the east today.

  The unreasonable quietness made Ma Dai feel agitated immediately, and at the same time, a little hope was ignited in his heart: Could it be that Commander Zhao sent troops from Longguan?

  Thinking of this, he hastily sent troops to continue to investigate eastward.

  If it wasn’t for the military order of the Dudu’s Mansion not to let him take a step out of Xiaoguan, I’m afraid he would have left the pass in person to investigate.

   Just as he was looking forward to it, he saw a small group of people suddenly coming from the east, galloping towards Xiao Guan desperately.

   Ma Dai's heart tightened immediately: Looking at it like this, it must be an emergency.

   "Great victory! Great victory! Feng Junhou defeated Cao thief!"

   Before the team reached the gate, they had already started shouting loudly.

   "Feng Junhou defeated 100,000 Cao thieves and won a big victory!"

  The voice of the messenger has become extremely hoarse, but he still can't stop shouting: "Great victory! Bandit Cao is defeated!"

  Among this small team, several people were scouts sent by Xiao Guan to the east to check for news.

  The soldiers guarding the front of Xiaoguan became agitated all of a sudden, they couldn't help stretching their necks to look down, and listened hard to those who couldn't see.

   The news that Feng Junhou broke 100,000 Cao thieves made everyone blindfolded, and no one dared to immediately believe that the news was true.

   The exhausted messengers were soon brought into Xiaoguan, Ma Dai had already rushed over, personally supported the messengers, and asked in a trembling voice:

   "What are you talking about? Great victory?! Feng Junhou...Feng Junhou..."

   Not only his voice was trembling, but even his whole body was trembling.

  He didn't even dare to ask the following words.

   "Great victory!" The orderly rushed over all the way, his body could no longer hold up, all of their faces were mixed with blood, sweat, and mud.

   People can't see what their faces look like, but the proud and proud look is as real as it is, and the look that radiates makes people dare not look at it.

  The messenger who was supported by Ma Dai had already exhausted his physical strength. He still took out an official document that was soaked in sweat from his bosom, and stuffed it into Ma Dai's hand, with great joy in his eyes:

   "We won...we defeated Cao thief..."

   As he spoke, he was so excited that he shed tears.

  Ma Dai eagerly opened the official document. Some of the text on it had been soaked in sweat, but the big seal of Captain Hu Qiang was still very clear.

   "On October 23, the eighth year of Jianxing in the Great Han Dynasty, the officers and men of the Yongling Captain's Mansion defeated Cao Zhen, the head of the bandit..."

   There are not many words, but every word makes Ma Dai feel dazzled.

   Afraid that his vision might make a mistake, he read it again carefully, and finally raised his head and laughed loudly, which made the birds on the mountain flutter and circle around.

   After laughing for a long time, Ma Dai carefully folded the official document and praised repeatedly:

   "Good! Good! Good! Good words!"

   Isn't it?

  The words on the official document are painted with silver hooks. I don't know if it is Ma Dai's illusion. He just feels that a murderous and domineering look is about to overflow.

   "Quick, quickly help these strong men in the army go down to rest!"

  Ma Dai helped one person up with his own hands, and couldn't help sighing: "So strong! So strong!"

  The orderly smiled on his face, but his eyes were filled with tears, and in the end he was crying and laughing at the same time.

  His cry infected several people in the same company.

   With swords and axes on their bodies, the few men who would not back down at the line of life and death, as soon as their bodies relaxed at this time, they had to let others support them.

   are all repeating a sentence:

   "Win, we really won!"

   None of the officers and soldiers of Xiao Guan who came to watch dared to laugh at their current appearance.

  In his eyes, his face was full of incomparable admiration.

   Breaking through 100,000 with 20,000, Ma Dai can imagine how fierce the fight was.

  He took a deep breath and saluted several people.

  All followed Ma Dai and bowed to them.

   "After this battle, Feng Junhou will surely become a famous general in the world, and the soldiers of the Captain's Mansion can be called the most elite in the world."

  Ma Dai did not hesitate to praise him.

   After hearing this, several orderlies wiped their eyes, looked at each other again, and suddenly laughed again.

   Smiling and laughing, he fell asleep directly leaning on the other person.

  The news of Feng Junhou's defeat of Cao Zhen had just spread throughout Xiaoguan, and several riders rushed out of the gate quickly, preparing to cross Longshan and pass the news to Huqiang Xiaowei's Mansion and Longyou Governor's Mansion respectively.

   This is news destined to shake the world.

   It's just that for Feng Junhou who is at the epicenter, this is something to consider in the future.

   Now he still has a lot of things to arrange.

   Reconnecting with Xiao Guan is just one of them.

   More importantly, the news must be transmitted to Linjing as quickly as possible.

   In order to prevent those grassroots from running to follow Captain Kaishen in 1949.

  Feng Yong didn't even have time to meet Ma Dai, so he and Guan Ji led the school lieutenants who were still able to walk, and immediately turned back to support Linjing.

   "If the Dark Night Battalion and the Personal Guard Battalion hadn't been sent out, there should be more troops to assist Linjing at this time. If they win another game against Xian Yufu, maybe they can go to Chang'an to have a look..."

  By the Jing River, a force of about 3,000 people was marching fast.

  Although the battle was a big victory, the Captain's Mansion also suffered heavy casualties.

  Before the armor cavalry was dispatched, facing Cao Zhen’s frenzied attack, the officers and men of the Colonel’s Mansion at the front had already reached the point where even the wounded who hadn’t fallen to the ground had to go to battle with their knives.

   It can be said that Guan Ji's plan to lure Cao Zhen to attack with all his strength is ninety-nine percent true, and the only little bit of falsehood is to hide the three thousand Jiaqi at the end.

  Now in the army, he is either injured or out of strength, and needs to continue to rest.

  After resting for two days, the troops who could immediately return to Linjing were only about 3,000 people.

  Among the 3,000 soldiers, most of them were from Nanxiang or Yuexuan, and they were basically Feng Yong's most trusted soldiers.

  Soldiers from Longyou are currently unable to compare with these soldiers.

  In addition to will and belief, many of these soldiers from Nanxiang and Yuexuan have followed Feng Yong since the beginning of the Northern Expedition.

  They have experienced all the wars in Longyou and Liangzhou, big and small, and they are rare battlefield soldiers.

   Elite soldiers mean that they have a better chance of surviving the war and recovering faster.

   More importantly, they are still the kind of elite soldiers with an initial sense of ownership:

  The Han Dynasty and the Cao Bandit are mortal enemies. Only by destroying the Cao Bandit and restoring the Han Dynasty can future generations enjoy the peaceful and comfortable days of Nanxiang and Yuexuan.

  Soldiers from Longyou, because of the functions of the Xiaowei Mansion, most of the soldiers selected were from Hu people.

  The cultivation of this kind of consciousness is far from enough.

   Compared with the children from Nanxiang and Yuexuan, their survival rate on the battlefield is also lower.

  So this time when returning to aid Linjing, Feng Yong temporarily organized these 3,000 people into Jufu's Wudang camp, and he and Guan Ji took them to Linjing.

  The rest of the people were led by Zhao Guang and Zhang Ni to meet the people from Xiao Guan's side.

   Probably defeated Cao Zhen, which made Feng Junhou a little flustered, and his words were a little thoughtless.

   Guan Ji, who was riding a horse and following Feng Yong, heard Feng Yong mentioning the Dark Night Camp and the Personal Guard Camp at this time, and reminded with a smile:

   "Isn't it possible that Ah Lang has been so happy these past two days? Cao Zhen raised his army to attack the camp in such a hurry these days, and Huo Yi also put in a lot of effort."

  After all, the Dark Night Camp can be regarded as a half-mountain camp, and the selected Wudang Camp is also good at walking on mountain roads.

  So he sent someone to go back to Wuzhi City by a small path, and Wushi City used a fast horse to send the news. Although it was not the latest news, it was enough for Feng Yong to know the general situation of Huo Yi.

  With Shi Bao, a smuggler who knows the way, Huo Yi's actions went smoother than expected.

   Judging from the news sent, he burned two batches of grain and grass in the first three days.

  Although I don't know how much he did in the last few days, these two batches of grain and grass alone are enough to put Cao Zhen under the pressure of poor food supply.

  Combining Cao Zhen's previous goals and the situation faced by the Han and Wei armies, Guan Ji formulated this strategy of "nine truths and one falsehood", half luring and half forcing Cao Zhen to attack the camp.

   Finally defeated the enemy in one fell swoop.

  Thinking of this, Feng Yong scratched his head and smiled: "I took it for granted."

   Then he sighed and said: "This confrontation with the enemy is really only a person with a high IQ can play."

  Seeing Feng Junhou's relaxed expression, Guan Ji asked a little strangely:

   "My concubine, Guan Alang, was very worried about Linjing when he was fighting with Cao Zhenzhen. When the battle stopped, he was anxious to lead the army back to the defense. How come you are not in a hurry when you are halfway there?"

  Feng Junhou laughed:

   "When we got here, the news of the great victory should have spread all over Linjing. If there is something wrong with Linjing, then Wei Ran should also send the news."

   "There is no news at this time, which means that Linjing is still safe. Don't say that Xianyufu didn't take Linjing, even if he took it, I saw me leading the army at this time."

   As he spoke, he pointed to himself again, and said vigorously, "I don't believe he really dares to stay in Linjing!"

  Seeing her Alang's complacent appearance, Guan Ji followed his tone and said:

   "Isn't that right? Attacking Longguan, fighting Zhang Yun, flattening Longxi, Dingjin City, and defeating Cao Zhen. In this battle, there is a ghost cavalry that the world has never seen before."

  The more she said, the more the smile on her face grew, "Combined with the name of the ghost king in the past, and the name of Feng Junhou in the future, I am afraid that Cao's army will be as fearful as a tiger."

   "Cao Zhen's 100,000 people have been defeated, and Xian Yufu really dares to stay in Linjing, isn't he afraid that he won't be able to return to Chang'an?"

  The first half of the sentence was okay, but when the gang name of Ghost King was mentioned later, Feng Guiwang snorted: Why is this woman talking more and more like an onmyoji?

   "What kind of ghost king? People say that the ghost king still eats human flesh alive, and Ye Yuqiannv..."

   Speaking of this, Feng Junhou took a meaningful look at Guan Ji.

  Guan Ji couldn't tolerate this person being so provocative, but she saw a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and looked at this man with a half-smile: "How many girls does A Lang want?"

  Feng Junhou immediately straightened his face, and said sincerely: "Xijun, I am Sansheng who is lucky to meet you..."

   "Is there a childhood sweetheart? I remember that Si Niang's skill in making willow whistle is something few people can match..."

  What plum?

  What willow whistle?

  Feng Junhou looked around blankly, "Where is this? How long will it take to arrive in Linjing?"

  (end of this chapter)