on the battlefield.

"Kill!"

"Rush over!"

"To cross the river, we must break through the Yellow Turban camp!"

"Sons, kill!"

“……”

The sons and daughters of the Nanyang Army are charging into battle.

"County Lieutenant Zhang, do you think we can cross this Rushui and go straight to Gepo today?" Above the middle camp, a high platform was established, and the generals watched the battle, Huang Meng, the commander of Nanyang, pointed to the battle in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

"Lord Captain, I don't want to affect the morale of the army!" Makiyama replied calmly.

The Rushui River is the first natural defense of Gepo Township.

The surrounding river bridges have been destroyed by the Yellow Turban Army, and now Ge Po is surrounded by water on one side, and Shangcai is connected on the other, either crossing the river and fighting, or breaking through Shangcai, but Shangcai is stationed in Liu Pibu, and it is even more difficult to fight with the strong Shangcai city.

Today's soldiers are all county soldiers from all over the country, and more than 10,000 troops are lined up to meet them, and the momentum is very strong, but if you want to cross the Rushui River, I am afraid it will not work, after all, on the opposite side of the riverbank, there are also 20,000 Yellow Turban soldiers blocking it.

"You mean, this battle is going to be a futile?" Huang Meng sneered: "You also underestimate our Nanyang Erlang!" ”

Makiyama smiled but did not speak.

He now has to follow Jiang Lu's strategy and focus on preserving his strength, so the Wuyin soldiers under his command and the Pingshan battalion under Deng Hong have now been dispatched to the rear, logging and shipbuilding, and used as a logistics reserve.

"Lord Captain, we want to ask for battle!"

Several county lieutenants were a little unconvinced, and came out from the side to ask for battle.

"Accurate!"

Huang Meng said: "Pass on my military order, who can cross Rushui for the first time, a reward of ten cakes, and an official promotion!" ”

"Yes!"

All the generals received the order, walked down the stands one after another, and each led his troops into the battlefield.

……

Across the river.

"Shield!"

"Archers in front, shoot the enemy!"

A full 20,000 Yellow Turbans are defending against the enemy, putting up a formation, stretching for several miles, and defending the Rushui River here.

"The officers and soldiers on the other side seem to have increased their troops!"

Yang Zhao, the general of the Yellow Turban, stared ahead, and said coldly: "Along the Rushui River, they have all attacked it, although they have paid some casualties, but they can't hurt his strength, it seems that their strength is still very strong, we have to be careful!" ”

"What are you afraid of?"

Another main general, named Yanyu, he is very thin, but the momentum on his body is very fierce: "Rushui has risen, they just rely on some bamboo rafts and wooden rows, they want to force the Rushui crossing, whimsical, unless they have a naval army to attack, otherwise it is difficult to enter half Gepo here!" ”

"As far as I know, the officers and soldiers on the other side are only tens of thousands, and I have more than 100,000 yellow turbans here in Gepo, which is enough to crush them, why don't you say Qu Shuai doesn't attack?" Yang Zhao looked at the officers and soldiers attacking on the river, although the officers and soldiers were very fierce, they were still blocked in the middle of the river, and there was no tendency to cross the river, he was a lot more relieved.

"Qu Shuai has his own plans!"

Yan Yu said: "Let's do our own thing!" ”

"That's right, although we have the Ru River in this battle, but we still have to be careful, now Qu Shuai and Shang Cai have formed an arch position, any side is broken, our Yellow Turban Army will be wiped out!"

Yang Zhao is just a cautious person, he spread out a topographical map: "The north of Gepo is a deep mountain range, the south is surrounded by Rushui, a natural fortress, if you want to break through here, Rushui is the best direction to break through, surrounded by Rushui River, there are also some flaws, in addition to our main river crossing location here, there are also Lingyundu, March Mouth, these are low-lying beaches, the easiest to cross and land!" ”

"You mean to divide the troops!"

"A must!"

"Good!"

Yan Yu nodded: "I'll send troops to Lingyundu!" ”

"Then I'll send some soldiers and horses to March!" Yang Zhao said.

……

The battle lasted for three days, along the Rushui River, the Nanyang army continued to attack, but there was no progress at all, but the casualties were superimposed, and in three days, the casualties were nearly 3,000 soldiers.

This huge casualty woke up these fluttering Nanyang generals.

"It's been three days, and we've killed and wounded 3,000 soldiers, but you haven't been able to land on the other side once, and we haven't even set foot on Gepo's land, so what's the use of you!"

In the camp of the Chinese army, Huang Meng looked coldly at the county lieutenants who hung their heads one by one, and gritted his teeth.

Watching Mu Shan win battles again and again, he lowered the strength of the Yellow Turban Army to a higher level in his heart.

But when they went into battle, they were deflated again and again, which made him feel extremely depressed, and also made him recognize the fact that it was not that the Yellow Turban Army couldn't help fighting, but that the strength of the Dancing Yin Soldiers was far above them.

"We are guilty!"

A group of county lieutenants were red-faced and pleaded guilty.

"Humph!" Huang Meng snorted coldly, his brows twisted into a ball, and he couldn't disperse for a long time.

"Lord Lieutenant, let's fight!"

Several military marquis of the county soldiers knelt down and bowed down to fight.

"Accurate!"

Huang Meng shouted: "Come on, go and bring my armor and weapons, a certain family will cross the river in person today!" ”

He still doesn't want the Wuyin soldiers to go into battle, the Nanyang soldiers have lost again and again, if the Wuyin troops finally turn the tide, then the momentum of the Wuyin soldiers will be high, with the strength of Mushan, under the call of a hundred people, he may not be able to control these Nanyang soldiers and horses at that time.

In addition to the Wuyin Army, he also has 3,000 county soldiers in his hands, which are elite.

At this time, the county soldiers must go into battle, otherwise the morale of the Nanyang army will become more and more low, and he will personally lead the army, he must establish prestige in the army, and once he goes out, he still lacks the power to deter without fighting.

"Huang Duwei ......" Liu Jin frowned, he didn't want Huang Meng to go into battle in person, he thought it was not this step, after all, Huang Meng was the main general, if even the main general went into battle in person, it meant that it had reached a critical moment.

"Liu Juncheng, I am the main general in the army, I have made a decision on this matter, no need to say more!"

Huang Meng waved his hand and said resolutely.

Liu Jin looked at Huang Meng, looked at Mu Shan, who had not spoken, sighed secretly in his heart and was silent.

"When?" Huang Meng asked.

"Report to Lord Lieutenant, it's almost evening!"

"Pass the order down, immediately bury the pot and make food, and then start to rest, tonight, the whole army will attack, the county soldiers will attack from the front, I will personally lead the county soldiers, cross the river from the March Pass downstream, and attack Gepo at night!" Huang Meng is a child of a family, learning martial arts and reading literature is the foundation, and he has also spent a lot of military books, since he can't fight through the whole house, he can only go sideways with his sword, and night attack is the best choice.

He had studied the topographical map of the surroundings, and in addition to the current direction of their attack, there were several directions from which they could break through the Rushui River and attack Gepo, the most smoothly of which was the March Pass, and the boats could enter the north bank as long as they followed the river.

So he decided to open a gap from here and attack the opposite side of the riverbank.

"No!"

The generals of the county soldiers were ordered to go.

……

At night, the night is thick, and the stars and moon are dark.

"Erlang of Shandu County, charge with me!"

"Login, we're going to land!"

"The shield is ahead, the archers are covering, rowing forward, ready to land!"

"Kill it!"

“……”

On the frontal battlefield, there was a fierce battle, and the Nanyang Army suddenly broke out on the offensive, more or less by surprise to the Yellow Turban Army, and after more than 10,000 soldiers and horses pressed down, it was the closest to the other side of the river.

And at this moment, there is a ferry less than ten miles away from the frontal battlefield, March Pass.

This is a ferry, but also a river confluence place, Rushui out of the side branch from the east side of the flow, the mouth of the three forks, all are arc-shaped, like the bright moon, so it is named March mouth.

Sneer!!!

In the sound of the thin flow of water, wooden rafts and bamboo rafts are guarding against the opposite side of the riverbank.

"All ready, we're going to land!"

Less than thirty steps away from the north bank, on the raft, Huang Meng was wearing battle armor, holding a weapon, his eyes looked down at the front, looking at the dark ahead, his expression was a little hot.

"Up!"

At this moment, on the flat beach on the other side of the river, the light of a torch converged, reflecting half of the sky in red, reflecting the square circle, as bright as day, and under the firelight, figures emerged.

"Shoot!"

Ordered for the first Yellow Turban general.

Woohoo!!!

Hundreds of archers began to draw their bows and arrows, and within the firing range, sniping the Nanyang soldiers on the ship.

"There's an ambush!"

"Retreat!"

"Get down, get down!"

"Shieldmen, shieldmen come forward to block it!"

The bow and arrow broke through the air and continued to fall, inserted on the raft, inserted into the soldiers one by one, and many people fell directly, and the blood began to stain the heart of the river.