Zhang Bao was about to drive the Han army to follow, but Jiang Wei next to him hurriedly grabbed him and said in a low voice, "General Zhang, slow down, if we rush up with these Qiang Hu, Cao Thief will be defeated, but in this chaotic situation, I am afraid that many people will take the opportunity to escape." //.la”

"It's better to let everyone sweep around first, just take the opportunity to recover their strength, just wait for the Cao thief to be unable to support it, and I will bypass and intercept it later, which will definitely make them unable to escape."

When Zhang Bao heard this, he glanced at Jiang Wei with some surprise, and said in his heart that this kid looks so handsome and handsome, but he is also a wilted and wilted character, and he has a fight with that Feng boy.

Thinking like this in his heart, his head nodded involuntarily, "Very good." ”

Cao Jun, who was guarding the small city of Jieting, was caught off guard, and was suddenly dispersed by the Qianghu who pounced on them like evil wolves.

Qianghu can't fight regular battles compared to the Han army, but there is no problem in fighting superior battles and thinking that they are chaotic battles.

Cao's rear army began to become disorganized.

As the chaos got bigger and bigger, he finally caught Feng Yong's attention, he hurriedly held up the binoculars and looked at it, and was ecstatic at the moment, "It's coming, you're finally here!" ”

In history, when Ma Dazui lost the street pavilion, Zhuge Lao Demon had already led the army to the back of the street pavilion for several miles.

Compared with Jieting, Luoyang is much closer to Jicheng, and it stands to reason that he should get the news earlier than himself, even if the speed of the march is not as fast as his own, but the arrival time will not be much slower than his own.

Because he didn't know Zhang He's specific troops, there was no way to deduce in detail on the sand table, and the situation was urgent, and there was no time for Feng Yong to slowly deduce the various situations that might happen in the street pavilion.

However, from Liu Yin's letter, Feng Yong could roughly understand the current situation of his side, so it was still possible to make a rough inference about this.

If Zhuge Old Demon really left one hand in Jicheng, then the reinforcements would arrive at Jieting one day earlier than him at the earliest, and one day slower than him at the latest.

With his understanding of Zhuge Old Demon, Feng Yong believed that this possibility was very high.

After all, Jicheng is the county of Tianshui, and it is the largest and most important city in the entire Longyou, and it is also the hub that undertakes the north and south of Longyou.

It didn't make sense that he would go away with the army so loudly, leaving nothing behind.

So this is also the reason why Feng Yong looked at the sun and scolded Zhuge Old Demon: In such an emergency, you come at the slowest speed, what do you mean?

Seeing Zhang He personally take the lead in the battle, it has aroused Cao Jun's determination to resist desperately.

Even the Modao team was forced back.

Feng Yong already had the intention of withdrawing the troops in his heart, and thought that it would not work, so he would delay it for another day, but he didn't expect that reinforcements would appear at the last moment.

He hurriedly ordered loudly, "Quick! Quick, the whole army presses up! ”

At the same time, he turned around, picked up the drumstick, and vigorously struck the big drum on the stage.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The drums of Shuaitai sounded, and the war drums around below followed suit, deafening, resounding through the clouds.

Zhang Wei, the commander of the Modao team, heard the sound of the drums, and his spirits perked up, only to hear the noise behind him, and some people kept rushing to shout, "Reinforcements are coming, reinforcements are coming!" ”

The whole army was boiling, and everyone was excited, mustering up their courage and trying to move forward.

"General, rear army...... It's gone, it's gone, it's gone! ”

Several cronies pulled Zhang He and dragged him behind, "This place is not suitable for a long time, the general, please make up your mind quickly." ”

Zhang He's eyes were dull, and his face was like ashes.

The most terrible thing in this world is not that there is no hope, but that after giving hope, it is extinguished at the last moment.

Seeing that he was about to succeed in counterattacking, he didn't expect it to fall short.

"General, General......"

Seeing that the Han army at the front and rear was getting closer and closer, the chaos in the rear finally spread here, and the cronies were in a hurry and called again and again.

"Since my Zhang surrendered to Emperor Wu, he attacked Yecheng, defeated Yuan Tan, broke Wuhuan, cut Donglai, and fought against Ma Chao twice, and when he was in Hanzhong, the audience pushed him, and the defeated army was still able to resist Liu Bei's 100,000 people, so that he did not dare to cross the Han River and force."

"A certain was defeated by brave generals like Zhang Fei in Brazil, so he couldn't afford to be the good general of the country of Chen Sikong (Chen Qun) and the famous general of the country of Guo Tingshi, but he also thought that he was also old in the military formation."

"Now that His Majesty has high hopes, the elite soldiers have been defeated at the hands of the unknown children of Shu, and such a shame cannot be washed away by pouring river water. Longyou's loss, a certain should be responsible for his mistakes, in addition to dying in state affairs, how can he still return to Guanzhong and see His Majesty? ”

Zhang He muttered, and the more he went down, the bleaker look on his face became.

When the cronies heard that it was not good, they knew that Zhang He had a will to die, so they immediately made a look, and took advantage of Zhang He's inattention, and made a ruthless move from behind and knocked him unconscious directly.

Then the men found the few good horses that were still in the army, mixed with the chaos, and fled south.

Zhang He was knocked unconscious by his cronies and fled with him, Shuai Qi fell, and the last bit of support for Cao Jun finally disappeared completely.

Zhang Bao had already personally led the army to the south to block the road for Cao's army to flee to Qingshui.

Jiang Wei has used the relationship between the Jiang family and himself these days (of course, there is also the reputation of a certain turtle surnamed Feng in the Qianghu) to gather the Qianghu tribe in Longyou to form the Qianghu coalition army.

So he had to follow closely and give command when necessary.

Liu Yin wanted to lead the army out of the city, but he saw the green light in the eyes of those Hu people, whistling past the city like locusts.

He thought about it, anyway, there was no shortage of his hundreds of wounded soldiers, so he simply leaned against the city wall and fell asleep.

These days, not only him, but everyone in the city has not had a good night's sleep.

Now that he saw that the general trend had been decided, once his body relaxed, he ignored the shouts and killings outside, and fell asleep.

Feng Yong used his strength to beat the drum when the whole army charged, and when he saw that Cao's army was finally completely defeated, he was so excited that he smashed the drumstick on the drum and laughed.

Laughing and laughing, tears came out unconsciously.

Won, finally won!

No one knew how much pressure he was under when he came down from Longguan.

After four years of secret preparation, even the dowry of his wife was pressed, these are just trivial matters.

For the first time since the time travel, he found himself so close to this era, so close to death.

There are 10,000 people in Longguan and 15,000 people in Anding County, all those who trust themselves, as well as their good brothers, and their life and death depend on their own battles.

However, the opponent is Zhang He, who has made Liu Bei and Zhuge Liang extremely jealous in history.

Zhang He?

Well? Zhang He?

Feng Yong thought of this name, and couldn't care about emotion, so he quickly stood up again, fumbled out his binoculars, and hurriedly looked at the chaotic Cao Jun.

I saw that now there are routs all over the mountains, where can I tell which one is Zhang He?

Don't let him run again, right?

Feng Yong chuckled in his heart, rubbed his eyes, and searched carefully.

The crops of Shu Han