Time pushed back to the day when Mujing had just arrived in Jiangyi, at the end of October, autumn had passed, and the cold winter suddenly appeared.

Wind and snow have covered Wenxi County.

Wenxi, this county is about 10,000 households, 30,000 or 40,000 people, big or small, but the geographical location is somewhat special, located in the middle of Anyi City, Hedong County and Linfen.

Jiangyi and Linfen are both the territory of white waves and yellow scarves.

And Anyi has long been remembered as the place where the Xiliang army cantoned troops.

Wenxi County is even a buffer point between the two armies, but since Guo Tai's defeat, the Xiliang Army has pushed the main force to Wenxi County, as long as it is three hundred miles to the north and west.

At this time, a queue of soldiers and horses inside and outside Wenxi County was in the midst of a rapid mobilization, and many soldiers were hurriedly packing up their things, and these actions were basically the prelude to pulling out the camp.

"This ghost weather pulls out the camp, it's too demoralizing!"

In the barracks, under a Lizi battle flag, there was a thin middle-aged man, wearing battle armor, standing on the gate, raising his head slightly, looking at the vast wind and snow, and complaining.

"If the wind and snow don't stop, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach Linfen in three days!"

Standing beside the thin man, there was a relatively elegant general, wearing battle armor, carrying his hands behind his back, and a pair of eyes were also staring at this snowy day.

These two people are the fierce generals of the Xiliang Army, the two main generals under Dong Zhuo's son-in-law Niu Fu, Li Yu and Guo Si.

Niu Fu had been ordered by Dong Zhuo to lead the army to Luoyang, and although his flying bear rode to Luoyang, part of the main force under his command remained in Hedong.

Hedong County is currently regarded as the backyard of the Xiliang Army, which is connected to the capital on one side and leans on the Xiliang on the other, which is the best base for the Xiliang Army.

The Xiliang army has been able to garrison troops in the western suburbs of Luoyang for so long, and it is more from Hedong County to get support, if it is not for the heel of Hedong led by Niu Fu, I am afraid that the main force of Xiliang will not be able to stay in Luoyang at all.

Therefore, even though Niu Fu received Dong Zhuo's military order and led the Flying Bear Army to Luoyang, he still left the two main forces under his command, Li Yu and Guo Si, to stabilize Hedong and ensure the back road of Xiliang.

"It won't take three days!"

At this time, a scribe came out of the barracks and said with a smile: "The two generals don't have to worry, although there is a wind and snow, but our Xiliang Erlang has already adapted to the bad weather, and under the smooth road, it is enough to go north in two days!" ”

"Jia Junshi!"

When the two generals saw the scribe coming out, they hurriedly saluted.

They didn't dare to underestimate this scribe.

It was the First Army Division under Niu Fu, Jia Xu.

Jia Xu's reputation may not be famous in the Xiliang Army, after all, the Xiliang Army has a powerful and very military Li Ru, as Dong Zhuo's son-in-law and confidant, Li Ru's status in the Xiliang Army is unmatched, even Niu Fu, the main general, and the light of his wisdom can cover many people, including some talented scholars.

But under Niu Fu's command, Jia Xu, a usually leisurely scribe, is highly respected.

The battle in which Niu Fu sniped Guo Tai was from Jia Xu's hand, and it was Jia Xu's design that made Guo Tai fall into their encirclement and be besieged to death.

"Two generals, if you want to win this battle, you just need one trick, fast!"

Jia Xu said in a deep voice: "The more time drags on, the more troublesome we will be, if we want to win the Baibo Yellow Turban, there is only this opportunity, and we can only solve the Baibo Yellow Turban in order to make the main force of the capital have no worries, so we have no way to retreat!" ”

"We get it!"

Li Yu and Guo Si nodded.

Guo Si was a little worried: "Military advisor, I'm just a little worried, will the Hun army go south to cooperate with our attack as we wish?" ”

They also fought a few battles with the Xiongnu, and they were not friendly with each other.

So they were afraid of cooperating with the Huns.

"They will!"

The corners of Jia Xu's mouth raised a smile slightly, and his smile was a little cold: "They are short of food now, we give them a chance, they will definitely grasp it firmly, and they know very well that there must be food in the Baibo Valley, so they will attack at any cost, we just need to take Linfen, control the rhythm between advance and retreat, and then sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and when they are inseparable, then come to Huang Que behind, and they will be able to succeed in a battle!" ”

……

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The Fenshui Basin, which is the largest river area in Hedong County, runs through the entire Hedong from north to south.

A cavalry column was on the west side of the riverbank.

There were tens of thousands of cavalry.

The cavalry did not have a uniform uniform, even in cold weather, some people were just wearing leather jackets, and some even had naked and majestic upper bodies, looking like formations, without a rigorous atmosphere, more wild.

This is the characteristic of the Northern Desert cavalry.

The cavalry on the grassland may not have any rules, but the whole body is full of this brave and fearless wild atmosphere, which makes people suddenly afraid.

One of the main generals at the head, about forty years old, is two meters tall, with a bear's waist and a tiger's back, a full beard, a simple tiger jacket on his body, and a majestic black horse under his crotch, with twinkling tiger eyes.

He looked at the river and said with a sigh: "It's a pity, this is not the Northern Desert, and the river will not freeze in winter!" ”

If the river freezes, he can quickly cross it.

It's a pity that this place in the east of the river is cold and cold, and if you want to say that there are times when it freezes, it is not the extreme desert after all, and it is only the end of October and November, even if it snows heavily, it will not freeze the river.

"Shan Yu, we've found a place to cross the river!"

A horseman rode his horse, jumped off his horse, bowed his head, and respectfully reported it.

"Where?"

"Seven miles downstream!"

"Let's go!"

The strong man with the back of the tiger waved his whip, and the horse roared under his crotch, and the horse's hooves opened and headed downstream.

Stomp, stomp!

Tens of thousands of cavalry followed in the footsteps of the leader and headed towards the downstream defensive line.

……

In the second year of Guangxi, in November, heavy snow covered the sky.

The White Wave Valley is full of white patches.

In the conference hall, Yang Feng paced back and forth, his expression gloomy and uncertain, sometimes anxious, sometimes hurried.

Since he knew that Mu Jing had the news network of Hedong Wei's family, he didn't dare to take Mu Jing's words as an ear.

After all, after so many years of hard work on one acre and three points of land in Hedong, he knows the ability of Hedong Wei.

Moreover, Hu Cai and Li Le have been going north for three days, and after three days, no news has come back from the north, Yang Feng suddenly couldn't sit still, you must know that Hu Cai and Li Le's soldiers and horses are more than 10,000.

These Yellow Turban Army are all elite in a hundred battles, and their strength accounts for more than one-third of the White Wave Yellow Turban, if something goes wrong with this part of the force, even if he takes charge of the White Wave Yellow Turban as he wishes, I am afraid it will be more than worth the loss.

"Guo Zheng, Xu Tan!"

Yang Feng summoned the two battalion commanders under him and said, "You send all your scouts to inquire about the news from the north and find out the current situation of Hu Shuai and Li Shuai!" ”

"No!"

The commanders of the two battalions took the order and left.

When Yang Feng was still worried about the north, the news came from the south first.

"Report!"

"Say!"

"Han Shuai outside the city asks to see you!"

"Han Xian, isn't he in Jiangyi City?" Yang Feng was surprised, after Han Xian left Baibo Valley, he led his troops back to Jiangyi City, this was a defense against him, he knew it, but he didn't expect to return so soon.

"Yang Shuai, not only Han Shuai is here, but the army under his command, and the soldiers under his command seem to have just experienced a defeat, some of them have lost their armor, and now they are begging to see him outside the city, begging to withdraw into the city!"

"What?"

Yang Feng was taken aback, he stood up suddenly, and strode out: "Go and see!" ”

He climbed to the top of the city, looked down, a yellow scarf, the yellow turban soldiers are used to wrapping a yellow scarf on their head to sign, looking down from the top, naturally see a piece of yellow, orange and orange.

After a closer look, he found that the report was not wrong, and this army must have just lost a battle.

"Brother Han, what's the matter with you?"

Yang Feng stared at Han Xian in front of him.

Han Xian was riding on horseback, his body was wounded, his armor was torn apart, and the bloody blood flowed along his left arm, he raised his head, looked over the city, looked at Yang Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Brother Yang, you and I are the yellow turban robe, today Han is at the end of his rope, please open the city gate, take in Han, in the future, Han should lead the horse and carry a gun for you, there is no other word!" ”

This is surrender.

Yang Feng didn't expect Han Xian's surrender to come so suddenly.

"Yang Shuai, could it be a trap?" A battalion commander stepped forward and whispered.

"It's hard for others to say, but Han Xian?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "He won't, he wants me to surrender in public, if it is the other way around in the future, then he can't raise his head in front of the Yellow Turban Erlang, open the city gate!" ”

"No!"

Take orders left and right, and quickly go down to convey military orders.

Click!

The gates were opened.

Han Xian breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Sons, enter the city!" ”

The Yellow Turban soldiers rushed into the White Wave Valley.

"Brother Han, what the hell is going on with you?" Yang Feng responded to Han Xian.

"Brother Yang, Jiangyi is lost!"

Han Xian said with a wry smile.

"Is it?" Yang Feng's pupils were slightly renewed, and there was a trace of uneasiness in his heart.

"Xiliang Army!"

Han Xian said: "The Xiliang army attacked my Jiangyi City last night, someone in the city was bought, opened the city gate to meet them, my army was caught off guard, and suffered heavy casualties, if it weren't for the reminder of Mu Shizi, I kept an eye on it and changed my military camp to a different place, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape last night, but even so, I have eight thousand elites, and now there are only six thousand!" ”

"So the Xiliang Army really joined forces with the Huns?" Yang Feng gasped and shivered a little.

"Brother Yang, I'm afraid this time I was right by Mu Shizi!"

Han Xian was a little depressed, and said in a low voice: "You better prepare early, otherwise our white wave and yellow scarf will be wiped out!" ”

"Someone!"

"In!"

"Open the arsenal, gather all the soldiers and horses in the valley, after each battalion gathers, take turns to defend the city, strengthen external defense, release all the scouts, cover within fifty miles outside the valley, any news, report immediately!"

Yang Feng quickly arranged it.

Baibo Valley is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the most important thing is not to be raided when you are unprepared, and if you want to hold it, there is still a chance.