Thirty miles north of Hankou, the left army camp.

Ma Chao held the fence in front of the big tent with his left hand, pressed his right palm tightly against his chest, and opened his mouth and gritted his teeth like a fierce beast.

Guan Ping had already ordered all battalions not to move recklessly and to wait for dawn to counterattack.

Can you watch from the wall?

The drums in the camp have been beaten twice, the infantry is armored and ready for battle, and the knights of the two battalions are gathering in front of the camp one after another, ready to respond.

With the virtue that the Wu army cannot do without water, I am afraid that at present there is only the strength to attack the Hankou camp, and there is no strength to intersperse and set up ambushes, and the Wu army cannot be compared with the Wei army; Sun Quan and Zhang Liao can't be compared.

But in less than half an hour, Hankou Water Village and Hankou City were engulfed in flames.

The rescue has lost its meaning, and with such a big fire, Wu Jun did not dare to pursue it.

But will the imperial court hold itself accountable for its ineffective rescue?

Ma Chao quietly looked at the flames in the south, and as for Dong Chong's camp that was fighting in the east direction, he was not worried.

The Wu army's ability to attack fortifications was weak, how could it be possible to break through the field camp that the Han army had been operating for a long time?

Ten miles north of Hankou City, a small Han army battalion stands here.

Guan Ping was coerced left and right and retreated here, and thousands of people looked at the city of Hankou where the fire demon was raging, and they lost their minds one by one.

The water village is over, and the main warship cluster of the Han army's naval division is over, even if the vast majority of the naval army can escape, the battleship is by no means something that can be caused in a short time.

The ordnance and grain in the battleship have also turned into ashes, and this fire has burned down the productivity of Jingxiang and Xiangzhou for five years!

These warships were built one after another after the First World War in Chibi, or captured and repaired during the war, and saved little by little.

Now it's all gone, and the possibility of destroying Wu in the short term is completely dead.

The weapons and grain hoarded in the city of Hankou will also be ashes.

In order to escape the fire, too much iron armor was abandoned...... Fortunately, the most elite knights of the third battalion were stationed outside the northern city, and the men and horses were evacuated and were not affected.

But what is the use of these two thousand knights? The Wu army did not launch a pursuit, and they had already achieved the most important results, burning the hopes of the emperor and father with a fire.

Suddenly, a lieutenant cried, knelt on the ground and slammed his fist on the ground, and more and more officers wept and regretted.

"Boom!"

Guan Ping suddenly drew his sword, and Xue Rong beside him slammed him to the ground, and several other relatives rushed up to press Guan Ping's right arm and snatch the sword.

There were many small hairs around, and Guan Ping's tone was hoarse: "I am ashamed of my father and the soldiers and civilians of Sanzhou, I have lost my teacher and humiliated the country so far, and I have no face to survive in the world." Only by dying today can the court be preserved and his father not embarrassed. ”

"Junhou, the defeat in this battle is mostly due to the sudden change of time, and the sin is not in Junhou!"

Xue Rong put Guan Ping's sword into the sheath and handed it back to Guan Ping in public: "Humiliated by Wu, think about Meng Mingshi, Western begging, and Bai Yibing's old things!" It is easy for a prince to die, but it is difficult to take revenge. We should think more about revenge, as a husband, how can I take refuge? ”

Guan Ping didn't take the sword, it seemed that he didn't even have the courage to hold the sword, his head was half-hanging, his hair was scattered, his face was blackened, and his left eyebrow was burned.

In the silence, I saw that many small boats moored at the mouth of the Hanshui were also ignited by the debris of the fire, and the sparks fell to the south bank of the Hanshui.

The north bank of the city is not the same here, and the south bank is still barren and uncultivated, and large reeds grow.

It is early autumn, and although the reeds are dark green, most of the flower spikes have dried up.

A large field of reed flowers was ignited, like a fire that lit up the sky.

Even the defenders of Xiakou on the south bank also saw the red sky in the north, but they could not see the miserable appearance of the Han army injured by the explosion of reeds in the reeds.

After the reed flower burst into flames, it quickly extinguished, as if the fire just now was an illusion.

But the roar and dizziness in his ears were by no means fake, Zhao Lei could vaguely see the people and horses gathered on the other side of the Han River, and his heart couldn't help but settle down.

Looking at the flames lit by the boats moored in Shuizhai and Hanshuikou, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he whispered to the left and right: "I thought I would die in Xiangfan, but then I thought I would die in Jiangling and Maicheng. But I don't want to, so I'm still buried here. On the bank of the Han River, fortunately? ”

In this life, I have seen the Bohai Sea, the North Sea, and the East China Sea, but unfortunately I have not seen the terroir of the South China Sea.

Thinking in his heart, he wanted to say it to the left and right, but he didn't have the strength, Zhao Ti stared at him and fell into his arms.

Luo Meng picked up a rolled up Han army battle flag and covered Zhao Lei's body, and the whole person sat down in the reeds and mud, looking at the sparks in the sky.

Why are you so careless?

Looking up and not seeing the stars and moon, Luo Meng thought about it, and felt that his face was suddenly wet, and one after another raindrops fell from the sky and hit his face, which was very moist.

"Rain?"

Guan Ping also raised his head and opened his eyes wide, feeling even more trance, as if all this was a clear dream that was about to wake up, and only a dream would be so absurd.

Around the battlefield, the Wu army and the Han army all looked up at the raindrops that were gradually falling, and the hot and dry air quickly cooled.

Sun Quan also raised his head, intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Xu Sheng, and Xu Sheng's face was ashamed.

At the moment, what I am thinking about is the feng shui trigram that Wu Fan calculated for himself on the eve of the expedition, and he came by the wind, and he should also retreat when he saw the water, not to be strong, and to avoid twists and turns.

I thought of Hetu Luoshu, Congenital and Acquired Taiji Diagram again...... It seems that he lost the first two battles, not because he couldn't do it, but because Wu Fan was not very good.

Now without Tian Xin's interference, Wu Fan is accurate, so there was the victory of Weishui first and the later withdrawal of troops, avoiding the fire pit of the decisive battle of Eagle Mountain; Now there is another victory in Hankow...... The scenes of Xiaoyaojin, Jiangling Maicheng, and Hankou have been repeatedly lost, and they have all been recovered!

If you face Tian Xin next time, you have to find a way to let Wu Fan calculate a good hexagram.

After his mind settled, Sun Quan said to Zhuge Ke: "Take my fan." ”

Zhuge Ke was surprised, and personally took Sun Quan's folding fan from the car, which was a plain silk folding fan framed with seven silver bones, which usually hit the narrow silk cylinder bag.

Sun Quan took out the folding fan, and on one side, there were military officials recording the correspondence in the bamboo slips, and he took up the pen to write the word 'wind and rain' on the folding fan.

After writing it, seeing that it was simplified Chinese, Sun Quan frowned, looked at his right hand that was holding the pen, and smiled at Zhuge Ke and said: "The child deceived the world and stole his name, and he will be punished sooner or later." ”

Words, what a sacred thing, were reduced to the extreme by the sages.

But this kid is very hateful, he even preaches everywhere, and conceals the identity of the sage of the world who simplifies the text, it is simply a deception of the teacher and the ancestor!

After writing the words wind and rain, Sun Quan wrote on the other side that Wu Fan had calculated that Lei Shan was too small, and then wrote the word 'Lei Shan'.

Hand the folding fan to Zhuge Ke: "This thing is carried by Yuan Xun and cannot be lost." ”

"Yes, the minister."

Zhuge Ke caught it with both hands, and was about to put it in a silk cylinder bag when he was stopped by Sun Quan: "Yuan Xun can use it at will, and after it is damaged, he will write another handle." Remember, take it with you. ”

After reminding himself of this measure, Sun Quan walked out of the temporary sheltered triangular shelter, and turned in circles when he looked up at the sky, the east wind gradually decreased, but the rain was tilting.

The cold rain hit his face, and Sun Quan's deep and tight eggshell cracked, and he was happily absorbing the fresh air from the rain.

The rain dripped down his cheeks and purple hair, and the dark clouds that had accumulated in his heart for twenty-two years finally condensed into rain at this moment, dripping from his eyes, cheeks, and purple hair.

From time to time, he took a deep breath and let out a long breath, looking soothing.

The originally rigid facial lines are gradually softening at this moment.

Zhuge Ke bowed to the side, the folding fan was hidden in his sleeve, and only when he bowed down at this moment did his face show unrelieved worry.

Worried about his father.