In the second year of the first peace, the fifteenth day of the first month.

Since the fifteenth year, the weather has gradually warmed up, and the ice and snow have not completely melted, but there is a lot more sunshine every day, and some official roads are much easier.

Han water, stone spring.

Shiquan is a pavilion near the Han River, crisscrossed at the entrance of the Qinling Meridian Road.

"It seems that the weather is not very good today, so we don't have to continue to hurry, let's find a place to camp here!"

Mu Jing opened the window of the carriage and took a look, the sun had just emerged in the morning, and the sun had been pressing, and there were gloomy dark clouds all around, and there was no snow, but the cold wind was howling, and the cold was thick.

"No!"

Chen received orders at the same time as Zhang Liao and arranged for the soldiers to camp.

Along the Han River, it is convenient to take water and materials, it is not difficult to find a place to camp, less than half an hour, two days to select a vacant land on the Han River slope to camp, arrange for the soldiers to cut wood and take materials, establish the Yuanmen, while relying on the water, while leaning on the mountain, this temporary camp was built very quickly, before dark, it has been established.

The main force of the Yellow Turban Army has already pulled out of the camp and came to the west last year.

This time, the main force is the Jingping Army.

The first army of Jingping and the second army of Jingping met in Xicheng three days ago, pulled out the camp to the west, and hurried for three days, but they didn't go far, just walked more than 100 miles, the cold winter has not passed, the early spring has not arrived, and now it is still a very difficult thing to hurry.

At night.

A small snowstorm fell in the sky, and the soldiers lit a bonfire, but they didn't care too much, this little wind and snow is nothing more than the last aftermath of the cold winter wax moon, and it can't hurt the soldiers who are already familiar with the winter weather.

Mu Jing was also sitting on a piece of bluestone around a bonfire, breaking the dry branches in his hand, throwing them all into the bonfire, looking at the bonfire, his expression fell into contemplation.

How to fight this battle?

He was also fifteen or sixteen in his heart.

tried his best, and he did not withdraw his troops even when Nanyang was trapped, which was tantamount to pinning his hopes on this battle.

But this battle is not optimistic.

Zhang Lu alone, he can deal with it.

But Chang'an's dispatch of troops has become the biggest variable.

"If Xi Zhicai and Huang Zhong can successfully bring the Bai Bo Army up, there will be a great chance of attacking Nanzheng!" Mu Jing muttered to himself: "I just don't know the level of the Sword Pavilion, how they passed!" ”

"This bowl of medicine, drink it!"

At this time, Zhang Ning brought over a bowl of Chinese medicine that had been boiled for more than an hour and handed it to Mu Jing.

"Drink again?"

Mu Jing's thoughts were interrupted, he looked at this bowl of black things, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in embarrassment: "My injuries have already healed, and now I can dance with the dragon lance, and I still need to drink medicine!" ”

Zhang Ning didn't know if it was revenge or what, the medicine she boiled out was not the most difficult to drink, only the more difficult to reconcile.

"Drink it!" Zhang Ning is as strong as a tiger.

Mu Jing was helpless, his life was on someone's body, and he had to surrender, as long as he pinched his nose and swallowed this bowl of black things, he had to force the feeling of nausea in his throat.

"How old a person is, take medicine every day, and coax!"

Zhang Ning glanced at him with disdain.

"You said lightly, you ask, who and a month can drink such a medicine!" Mu Jing complained.

"I'm doing this for your own good!"

Zhang Ning said: "The internal organs that you have been injured before you practiced, injured once, difficult to recuperate, and now you have almost died on the battlefield, both external and internal, and the external injuries are good, but your internal organs that were injured by the shock, how can you be so easy to raise, if it weren't for the future of all of us, you would at least have to recuperate for more than a year, and I wouldn't let you go out!" ”

The Battle of Hanzhong has reached a critical moment at this moment.

Nan Zheng can be expected in the future.

Lost Nanzheng, disaster is coming.

So even Zhang Ning can't stop Mu Jing from going to the battlefield, he must go to this battlefield, as a prince, the lord of all generals, at this moment, he is not personally sitting on the battlefield, and the army is unstable.

"I think I'm in good shape!"

Mu Jing stuck out his tongue.

"Humph!"

Zhang Ning snorted coldly, but just instructed him: "Practice every day, not more than one hour!" ”

"Yes!"

Mu Jing shrugged his shoulders and took Zhang Ning's words as a holy decree.

Zhang Ning turned around and left, giving him a good look, Mu Jing smiled helplessly, this time he was injured, and he almost lost his life, which can be regarded as offending this highness.

"Meet the Lord!"

After Chen arrived at Zhang Liao to arrange military affairs, they came together.

"Sit down!"

Mu Jing pointed his finger and pointed at the opposite position, and said: "Shiquan Pavilion is in a good location here, suitable for storing grain, Xicheng is too far away from the front line, there must be a granary to ensure our logistics, you each leave soldiers and horses and camp here!" ”

"No!"

The two nodded! “

"Lord, after passing from Shiquan Pavilion, it has entered the battlefield, and the Hanzhong army is not only in Nanzheng, but also more than 100 miles along the way, all of them have established strongholds, and the surrounding area of Nanzheng is like a net!"

After discussing the logistics, Chen Zhicai came out and took the initiative to say: "Now the Yellow Turban Army is still trapped in the south of the Han River, no less than eighty miles away from Nanzheng, and it is difficult to advance an inch!" ”

"Zhongheng!"

"In!"

"Pass my military order, let Huang Shao enter the army immediately, divide the troops into three ways, and force me in!" Mu Jing thought for a moment and spoke.

The Yellow Turban Army kept a lot of main forces, which were counted as the main forces of this battle.

At this time, if the Yellow Turban Army does not attract the main force, the follow-up plan cannot begin.

"No!"

As the scribe beside Mu Jing, Huo Yu is responsible for sorting out the notebook and conveying orders.

"It's already spring, and I don't have time to drag it out!"

Mu Jing looked at the two of them and said: "This battle, how to fight, there has been a strategic deployment in the morning, but now there is an accident, I need someone to block this accident for me!" ”

"Yangpingguan?"

Chen Zhi and Zhang Liao are both smart people, and when they hear Mu Jing say this, they can already know his thoughts.

"What does the lord mean, let's divide our troops to the north and welcome the Xiliang army in Pingguan?"

Chen Zhi asked in a low voice.

"If the Xiliang army is allowed to go south to Nanzheng, what will be the result?" Mu Jing asked.

"This ......"

Zhang Liao thought for a while before answering: "Nanzheng City was originally a city with high walls and thick walls, and the Xiliang army was an elite in a hundred battles, even if his strength was only about 15,000, it was enough for Nanzheng not to lose, as long as Nanzheng was stabilized, and Yangping was in hand, Chang'an's troops going south would not be a problem!" ”

"Therefore, we must press the Xiliang Army on Yangping Pass."

Mu Jing stared at the flames of the campfire: "I need time!" ”

"The lord can command!"

The two looked at each other and said.

"You decide for yourselves!" Mu Jing shook his head.

"I'll go!" Chen Zhi said.

"Why?" Mu Jingruo asked intentionally.

"Intercepting the Xiliang Army in the north, the key to the success or failure of this battle, but they don't have many troops, my Jingping First Army has suffered casualties and suffered a lot of losses, but they can still be stopped, the Hanzhong Army will definitely defend Nanzheng, at present, the combat effectiveness of the Jingping First Army is not as good as the Second Army!"

Chen Zhi said it very bluntly.

The Jingping First Army suffered too much damage in the Battle of Xicheng, especially the Jingping battalion, which was almost completely wiped out, and he had little time to replenish his troops, so his combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced.

And Jingping's Second Army has always been in the mediocre rectification, with the foundation of the fifth battalion, plus in the past few months, with the efforts of Su Xin and Ye Ru, it has integrated four or five thousand mediocre elites into the system, and its combat effectiveness has reached a higher level.

"Wen Yuan, what do you think?"

Mu Jing asked.

"I agree!"

Zhang Liao thought for a while: "Although there are too many recruits in the Jingping Second Army and lack combat experience, it is easier to accumulate experience than to fight with the Hanzhong Army, the Hanzhong Army is strong, the combat effectiveness is not strong, and the Xiliang Army is weak, but they are all fierce as tigers, which is not conducive to the strength of our Second Army!" ”

The strength of the Second Army is in the strength of the troops, and in a short period of time, it has collected the troops from Shangyong and recruited some young and strong people, and the strength of the Second Army has exceeded 10,000.

"Good!"

Mu Jing spread out a topographic map to the west: "Let's rest all night, tomorrow morning to pull out the camp, I will lead Jingping's second army, due east, straight to Nanzheng, Chen arrive!" ”

"In!"

"Your first army of Jingping, walk from the fork in the northeast, after crossing the Han River, directly attack the county seat of Anyang, as long as you can take the county seat of Anyang, you can block the Xiliang army in the Yangping Pass!"

When Yangping Pass comes out, it is Anyang, and down Anyang, that is Chenggu, Chenggu to the southwest, and it is Nanzhengcheng.

Guarding Anyang is equivalent to staring at Yangping Pass.

"Understood!" Chen Zhi nodded.

"Once the Xiliang army does not attack smoothly, they will definitely have reinforcements in the follow-up, they have been peeping at Hanzhong for a long time, how many means will be used, I don't know, how many soldiers and horses will be dispatched in Chang'an, I don't know, but I know that this battle is not easy to fight, the military order I gave you, you can fight if you can fight, you can't beat it, just hold on for fifteen days!"

"Fifteen days?"

When Chen Zhi heard this, his eyes lit up and he asked: "Lord, it is not yet spring, the weather is still cold, and the attack must be difficult. ”

"Yes!"

Mu Jing said confidently.

There has been news from the south, Xi Zhicai and Huang Zhong have successfully separated from Chengdu, and are now rushing north, as long as they successfully lead the Bai Bo army to converge, the city of Nanzheng, they will not be able to hold it no matter what.

"This battle is a battle that determines life and death, and determines the future!"

Mu Jing patted him on the shoulder: "I can't afford to fail!" ”

Nanzheng is about the belonging of Hanzhong.

It also determines his future fate.

Xi Zhicai and Huang Zhong went north, which was equivalent to tearing their faces with Liu Yan, Nanyang was in danger, Chang'an sent troops, and it was clear that they would drive him out, if he couldn't determine Hanzhong, he would be crushed and never recovered.

"The last general obeys!"

Chen Zhi said firmly: "The officers and soldiers of the First Army of Jingping, even if they fight to the point of one soldier, they will hold on for fifteen days and not let the Xiliang Army go south!" ”

He has already made up his mind, there is no fifteen days, he must use the soldiers in his hands to block the footsteps of the Xiliang army to the south, and block the day when the herdsman army completely takes Hanzhong, otherwise one day, one day, even if all of them die in the end.

……

The next morning, the sun slowly peeked out of the clouds, and although the sun poured down did not feel any heat, it was enough to make the surrounding cold drop a lot.

Early in the morning, the camp here in Shiquan began to pack up things.

An hour later, the camp was pulled out, less than ten miles after Shiquan, a fork in the road, Jingping's first army and the second army divided their troops, all the way to Nanzheng, all the way to the northwest, and went straight to Anyang.

Mu Jing personally led Jingping's second army, marched for more than two days, and entered the battlefield of Nanzheng.

"The last general, Huang Shao, meet the lord!"

After the second army of Jingping set up camp, Huang Shao, the commander of the Yellow Turban Army, who was thirty miles ahead, led more than 100 people to personally guard the camp, and knocked on the pastoral scene.

"General Huang, hard work!"

Mu Jing waved his hand and let Huang Shao get up: "Get up and report!" ”

This cold winter, if you want to say who is the most sad, it is definitely Huang Shao, Huang Shao braved the snow to send troops, and the main force of the Yellow Turban lost nearly 100 soldiers on the march, which can make Huang Shao and Mu Jing's heart ache to death.

However, it was precisely because of the advance under the cold winter and the moon that the Hanzhong army was forced to take the initiative to meet the battle.

In this cold winter, Huang Shao and the Hanzhong army fought no less than three battles, three battles and three victories, although they were all small-scale battles, but no less than 500 people could be beheaded, and nearly 1,000 prisoners were captured.

"Report to the lord, the Yellow Turban Army has been pushed closer to less than fifty miles to Nanzheng City, yesterday's battle, killed more than 200 enemies, injured more than 100 soldiers, conquered Pingkang Town, pulled out the Hanzhong army of this point, but because the Hanzhong army is strong and clear, we consume quickly, and the logistics are a little unable to keep up!"

"Kiyono Fortified?"

Mu Jing squinted.

"Yes!"

Huang Shao said: "Since last year, the Hanzhong Army has been able to clear the wilderness within a radius of 100 miles from Nanzheng, and not a single grain will be left for us, and a single labor force will be given to us, which greatly drags down our logistics!" ”

The logistics are generally not used, they are all recruited by the local people's labor, and the walls are cleared, but not the grain, but the population, which is equivalent to gathering everything in Nanzheng.

"It seems that we, the Heavenly Master, have made up our minds to fight to the death with me in Nanzheng!"

Mu Jing smiled coldly: "Losing two cities in a row, it stands to reason that even if he sticks to it, he will not be so bold, and he will face me head-on, it seems that it is the imperial court soldiers and horses that have given him confidence!" ”

"Lord, although the scouts are not very careful in their inquiry, they are at least sure that there are no less than 50,000 soldiers and horses in Nanzheng City!"

Huang Shao said: "It is said that Zhang Lu is still recruiting young people!" ”

"Normal!"

Mu Jing was not surprised: "If you want people to die, you must make people crazy, now, Zhang Lu is even more crazy, but what if he is crazy, even if he recruits 100,000 young people, can he keep Nanzheng?" ”

On the battlefield, it is not necessarily that there are more people, it works, and sometimes a large number of people is not only not an advantage, but also causes mutiny.

Even if 100,000 young men were temporarily recruited, they couldn't stop the attack of 10,000 battlefield soldiers.

Mu Jing is very opposed to temporarily recruiting young people to the battlefield, which is equivalent to sending people to death, a person who has not been on the battlefield, once he is shocked by the bloodshed of the battlefield, he will be chaotic, one person is chaotic, a hundred people are chaotic, a thousand people are chaotic...... If a cycle is formed, the army will be chaotic.

"But it is undeniable that if they recruit some young and strong people to defend the city, it will still have some effect, after all, defending the city is not a war in the field, and sticking to the city will give them a lot of courage!" Zhang Liao said.

"It's really useful, but the siege of the city needs to be scrutinized, and this matter is not in time, we have to advance the troops first!"

Mu Jing thought for a while and said: "There is not much time left for us, I must take Zhang Lu within three months, drive the Xiliang army, and then return to Nanxiang, I want Hanzhong, I can't lose Nanyang, from now on, you will attack me out!" ”

"No!"

Zhang Liao and Huang Shao solemnly received the order.

…………

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South Zhengcheng.

The arrival of the New Year was originally festive, but this festive atmosphere had not yet passed, the enemy came, and when the news came back that the herdsmen advanced to Nanzheng fifty miles away, the entire Nanzheng City was an undercurrent surging.

"Mu's Longtu, worthy of being the son of Nanyang Violent Bear, is really as brave as a bear when he moves, this New Year has not passed, he can't wait, is it possible that he is so confident that he can beat my Nanzheng!"

Zhang Lu seems to have aged a lot in just a few months.

Since the pastoral army entered Hanzhong, he has not been happy.

originally thought that by defeating Zhang Xiu, he would be able to dominate Hanzhong, but he didn't expect to kill a dragon that crossed the river, and in a month or two, he destroyed his plan for several years and made him depressed.

Shangyong fought a battle, Xicheng fought a battle, lost two battles and two defeats, and also lost several big generals around him, Zhang Wei, Zhang Suo, and Yang Bai.

Zhang Lu, who is also a young man, has his own arrogance and arrogance, he is unruly, has endured for many years, and is still confident, but he was defeated by a person who defeated him in an instant, and his pride and grandeur for many years suddenly withered a little.

"Master Shijun, there is no need to be impatient!"

Yan Pu stood beside him and admonished: "The reason why Mu Longtu attacked our Nanzheng so impatiently is because his lair in Nanyang is already in danger!" ”

"Oh?"

Zhang Lu's eyes lit up, and he looked at Yan Pu, waiting for him to continue to speak.

"I got the news that Yuan Shu has ordered to send troops to attack the foundation of the Mu army in Nanyang, and now even several cities, even the most important Nanxiang city of the Mu clan in Nanyang are surrounded by the Yuan army!" Yan Pu said softly: "So Mu Long Tu is in a hurry!" ”

He continued: "It's a good thing that Mulongtu is in a hurry, if he crosses the level, the easier it is to make mistakes, and under Nanzheng City, he will be buried in the bones of Mulongtu!" ”

"That's good news!"

Zhang Lu laughed, but soon he couldn't laugh anymore, and his face became gloomy and said: "But in this way, wouldn't the pastoral army have no way to retreat, but to chase and attack Nanzheng at all costs!" ”

"Master Shijun, I have a plan to let him withdraw his troops!"

"Say!"

"The three armies have not moved, the grain and grass go first, the herdsmen have traveled a long distance, they will be lacking in the grain road, we are far away from their grain routes, they will be defeated without a fight, and then they will unite the imperial court soldiers and horses in the north, and they can cover and kill them, and they will not be able to defeat the army!"

Yan Pu spread out the map and said to the terrain above: "The herdsmen sent troops from Xicheng, Xicheng is a whole Hanzhong away from us, hundreds of miles away, they want to transport grain, this place is the key!" ”

"Stone Spring?"

"That's right!" Yan Pu nodded.

"Herald Zhang Ying!"

Zhang Lu's eyes lit up, and he shouted: "Let him lead an army of 5,000 to come out along the Han River and attack the grain road of Shiquan!" ”

"No!"

A herald immediately went to give the order.