More than 15,000 troops pressed on Pingyang Pass, confronting Liu Bei's 100,000 Shu army, but Xiahou Yuan was complacent.

Micang Mountain in the right hand, Huanghei Peak in the right hand, Ma Mingge's Shu army was defeated, beheaded one thousand and three, and also beheaded the other party's main general, the only one in front of Liu Bei was the same road, there was a Han River, or flowing from his side to Bashu, if Liu Bei wanted to go up the river, it was purely looking for death!

Looking at the Shu army on the other side of the Guanlou, and even on the Guanlou of Pingyang Pass, in the dusk and night, Xiahou Yuan was already writing a war report.

The minister has his own strength, resisting the 100,000 thieves alone, the thief stops at Yangping Pass, it is difficult to move an inch, and he is about to retreat in a few days.

Wang Hou has been forgotten by Xiahou Yuan to the back of his head! Blowing dry the densely written report of merit, holding his head high, Xiahou Yuan even had Wei Wang Dayue in his eyes, and promoted him, a veteran, to be the general of Guanxi, and no longer had to be criticized by Wang Hou, a junior.

However, Wang Cangling still had to stay, so let him raise military funds, and the battle would be left to himself, with a thick beard, Xiahou Yuan planned it well.

Many times, wars are often unexpected, and it is the general who thinks about it, and the famous general who thinks about it! Xiahou Yuan is a general, but he is really almost a bit away from this famous general.

In the middle of the twilight, the grain sent from Nanzheng went down the Han River, and was transported by the Hanzhong army of General Zhang Wei along the way, and in order to support the 15,000 Cao army fighting on the front line, Zhang Lu mobilized 40,000 soldiers and civilians to supply food and materials in the rear.

At the ancient ferry at the foot of the mountain, the newly arrived grain was unloaded from the grain boat, but while the people were noisily shouting to drink the grain to unload the grain, the guards wearing plate armor and steel helmets could not help but curse in a low voice.

"Really, the ghost soldiers and ghost generals under the command of our Great Monarch are not strong enough, why do you need those Guanzhong guys to help in the battle!"

"That's right! Damn it! The last time the food was delivered late, it was half an hour, and I took a whip and smoked Lao Tzu in public, something! ”

If you don't do it yourself, everything is extremely easy in your own place, these Hanzhong Zhang Lujun is like this, and some people are simply lazy, yawning from afar, not noticing, not far behind them, as the sun sinks in the west, between the increasingly dim and indistinguishable mountain cliffs, among the swaying mountain grass, a pair of wolf-like eyes emerge.

Almost a copy of the battle of Ma Mingge ten days ago, the captain of Hanzhong, who was standing lazily on a high platform, Zhang Wei's youngest son Zhang He was still yawning there, and suddenly a sharp sound of breaking the air came from the side, and he turned his head in horror, but it was just when the throat met the sharp triangular arrow, and a large trembling arrow suddenly grew out of his throat, and he didn't snort, and this Zhang Tianshi fell down with a whimper.

In an instant, an unbelievable number of long arrows shot from the foot of the dark mountain, which completely formed a catastrophe for the Hanzhong rear army that was carrying grain by the river, and the Hanzhong armor soldiers in armor could resist for a while, while those strong men in cloth clothes were slaughtered in pieces, and they rushed to the ground in the rain of arrows.

In the sound of a pop, a man happened to be shot through the back, and a long arrow fell on the rice bag, and the red blood dyed the rice bag red at once.

Behind another cart escorting military rations, he had just boasted that he was a ghost general under the command of the Great Monarch, and what a powerful lieutenant Han Lieutenant trembled, and he didn't dare to move, but he bared his teeth and roared at his subordinates.

"Hurry up and report to the Cao army in Guanzhong, the Shu thieves are attacking from the mountains, there are ......, there are 100,000! Just go! ”

This one, in the hoarse roar of his male duck, several sergeants staggered and ran out, plopping a few times, and actually jumped directly into the Han River by stepping on the corpse.

After a while, the slaughter-like extraordinarily dense rain of arrows finally stopped, and the sound of straw sandals stepping on the ground appeared at the ancient ferry port of the Han River, which had been quiet a lot, and a pair of arms trembled and held the best steel sword from Guanzhong, and fought for a few minutes in his thoughts, and finally roared, and this Zhang Jiaxiao Lieutenant rushed out.

But instead of fighting the enemy and throwing the knife, he directly kowtowed like pounding garlic, humbly and constantly pleading.

"Grandpa spares his life! Grandpa spares his life! ”

Zhang Lu governed Hanzhong, Chengping for 20 years, exactly one generation!

But this captain doesn't need to be shy, in the pile of reed-like corpses, there are more than a hundred Hanzhong troops like hedgehogs, and he is also a good name, leading a general of the Shu army with a strange wooden crossbow that seems to have a belly on the upper edge, and he is indeed a grandfather's age, full of white hair, and his beard is completely white.

The five-stone bow was thrown behind his back, and looking at the kneeling defenders and a lot of red-dyed grain and grass, the general slapped back with a slap of satisfaction.

"Move all back!"

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Boom~

A piece of merit was torn and smashed, and it was immediately thrown into the brazier, Xiahou Yuan's old face was as if he had been slapped twice hard, Hugh was angry, and his anger was like drinking two catties of Moutai.

"General! The general is angry! Now it is time to find out as soon as possible how the Shu thieves who went around the back road of our army came, and hurry up to prepare for the battle and annihilate this group of Shu thieves! ”

Holding his fist, the deputy general opened his jaw and persuaded him anxiously, but his words were like adding fuel to the fire, causing Xiahou Yuan to slap like a madman.

"Where did it come from? Ben will know where they came from! Falling from the sky! ”

After smashing a few things in a row, Xiahou Yuan vented his anger a little, and then he pulled out the dagger he was wearing at his waist again, and suddenly stabbed it on the thick map of the cowhide painting.

Dingjun Mountain !!

"Order Ma Dai, Guo Huai, and the cavalry to rush to Dingjun Mountain and strangle this group of bold thieves! Bring their heads to me! ”

It was already early in the morning, and the fierce sound of horses' hooves sounded crisply in the rear army village of Yangping Pass, and the light cavalry of the Ma family army that surrendered after the battle of hegemony rushed out of the camp like a train.

It's just that even if Ma Dai and Guo Huai arrived, the situation was already late, halfway up the Dingjun Mountain, like the Shu army that had fallen to the sky, worked all night, a deer village camp built by cutting down trees and sharpening one end was already standing decently on the mountainside, learning the defensive methods of the Wei army in Yangping Pass, and there were constantly Shu troops digging trenches, condescendingly looking down at the Wei cavalry who were hurrying late on the bank of the Han River.

More than a dozen yellow flags fluttered majestically in the south of the camp, the telescope looked at the sharp deer village, and the Shu army with an extra strange wooden crossbow looked at himself with a tiger's eye, Guo Huai raised his slap helplessly.

"Withdraw!"