The ambush circle was in front of him, and Wang Sunchen was overjoyed, and in a trance, he saw that there was a splashing merit beckoning to him in front of him. But when he looked back, he immediately cried out bitterly. At some point, the pursuers behind him had stopped, and then turned around and left without a little mud and water.

The team in the Mercedes Benz also gradually slowed down, and the last one stopped in the frustration. The dust and smoke rolled up by the Fan Cavalry, who was speeding away, obscured Han Gang's vision, and he looked at the path covered by the gray-yellow curtain, and secretly said that there were really no fools in this world. And even the people who don't read and don't know history can't be fooled, and it seems that their acting skills really need to be honed. Han Gang looked at the cavalry around him who had lost their armor and abandoned their armor, and their embarrassed appearance was no different from that of a defeated battle - he smiled bitterly, this time he lured the enemy, but he lost a lot of money.

Wang Sunchen frowned tightly and came to Han Gang: "Third brother, what should I do now......

Han Gang pretended to smile lightly and said, "Let's think about the benefits, this is tantamount to delaying Yu Zang Huama for nearly an hour." ”

He looked up and saw that the shadow of the sun was already setting in the west, and it would be dark in two hours. At that time, Yu Zang Huama lost the best opportunity to withdraw his troops.

Han Gang didn't think that the night could cover everything, and it was not as simple as it sounded that it would be to evacuate at night. In night operations, the key lies in the word 'odd', not 'black'. Darkness can cover everything, but no matter who sides can take advantage of the benefits of darkness fairly. Comparatively speaking, in the dark, it is much more difficult for a large army to move than it is to march in a small group.

If Yu Zang Huama wants to evacuate at night. If he lights the torch, it will become the most conspicuous target, if he does not light the torch, the general will not know the army in the dark, and the army will not know the general, in that case, only one or two hundred people need to be dispatched, which can cause chaos that will make the whole army collapse of Yu Zang Huama.

Han Gang wanted to drag Yu Zang's army to Weiyuan Fort's reinforcements, and in order to defeat Yu Zang Huama in the last place, he had to buy time for Wang Shao and Miao Zhu. And the reason why Han Gang gritted his teeth and dragged Yu Zang Huama to the death was because he believed in the combat effectiveness of Weiyuan Fort. Even if this walled fort had just been besieged by Yu Zang Huama, Han Gang still believed that as long as they could be allowed to lay down the formation, Yu Zang Huama would have absolutely no chance of winning.

The array does not fight, this is the consensus of all the aliens who have fought with the Great Song Bu Army. Unless the Song army can be designed to prevent the formation from taking shape, the formation will be together, and the arrows will fall like rain, even if it is as strong as the Khitan, it will have to retreat. Having carefully examined the large and small battles that have taken place in Kansai over the past few decades, Han Gang has full confidence in his army.

"Wang Sunsin!" Han Gang suddenly called his most trusted name in a cold voice.

Wang Sunchen's serious look made him stunned for a moment, but he immediately woke up and stepped forward and bowed: "...... The end will be! ”

Han Gang pointed to both sides of the mountain road, "Bring your soldiers with you." ”

On the hillside, there were ambush soldiers who had been ordered from the city of Hoshira. It's just that they were bitten by mosquitoes in vain and didn't get the results they wanted. But their combat power still has room to play.

Wang Sunchen promised loudly, "The last general will obey the order...... What about you, third brother? He asked again.

Han Gang looked south, his sharp gaze seemed to penetrate the fog and distance, and fell to the mouth of Dagangu: "Chase back!" The enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I chase, but I can't let Yu Zang Huama come down easily! ”

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"Hua Ma, why haven't they come back yet?" An old and pale Tibetan man asked Yu Zang Huama while looking north. The direction he cast his gaze was the location of Xingluo Yucheng. The clothes worn by the old man shone with a silk luster, and his tone towards Yu Zang Huama showed that his identity was different.

"Don't worry about them. With nearly twice the number of troops, how can it still lose? Yu Zang Huama was casually perfunctory, but his indifferent tone showed that their life and death were not in the heart of the head of the Yu Zang family. And the nervousness of the fingers that kept tapping on the saddle also revealed the impatience in his heart.

"What if I lose?!" The old man screamed urgently, and babbled, "I only have such a grandson......

Through the perennial baptism of mosquitoes, Yu Zang Huama can already turn a deaf ear to these nonsense.

Ascending to the position of patriarch at a young age, in order to maintain his position, he had to be at the mercy of the old guys to a certain extent. Yu Zang Huama originally planned to solve all his enemies in the clan in ten years, and no one dared to get along with him at that time. Yu Zanghuama's plan is being realized step by step, but a war will come to him. But the crisis is the opportunity, Yu Zang Huama wanted to consolidate his power through victory, who would have expected him to lose, which gave the opponent the best attack to the truth.

The one who forced him to the palace yesterday should also have this old thing. Yu Zang Huama glanced at the criss-crossing wrinkles, a closed toothless mouth, and her heart was ruthless, sooner or later she would throw these old bones into the fire and burn them as firewood.

In the eyes of the young patriarch of the Yu Zang family, these old things are all the same annoying, and they don't even want to take a second look. As for what will happen to the grandson of the old thing, Yu Zang Huama also doesn't care. Victory or defeat, as long as he can drag the nearly 1,000 cavalry of the blind medicine family for an hour or two, and wait until he has a decisive battle with Wang Shao of Weiyuan Fort before coming back.

In Han Gang's opinion, he forced Yu Zang Huama to divide his troops to pursue him, although he failed to lead them into the ambush circle to annihilate them, but in essence, it was equivalent to dragging Yu Zang Huama down for an hour.

But from Yu Zang Huama's point of view, he didn't use more than a thousand wastes from vassal tribes who would definitely not work on the battlefield in exchange for an opportunity to fight a separate decisive battle with the defenders of Weiyuan Fort. And if those fools still have a little brain, maybe there is still the possibility of flanking these Song troops.

Of course, Yu Zang Huama's calculation has an indispensable premise, that is, the army he commands can defeat the army of Weiyuan Fort alone.

In this regard, Yu Zang Huama has absolute confidence.

A cavalryman galloped from a distance, and as soon as he reached the front of the battle, he spread out from his horse to the ground. He was the sentinel sent out by Yu Zang Huama in front of him. The departure of the cavalry led by unknown people had the biggest advantage for Yu Zang Huama, that he could finally send scouts to reconnoiter in the direction of Weiyuan Fort.

The sentry's robes were in tatters, and several wounds were oozing blood. After being helped up, he was already dying, and his life hung by a thread. This is not caused by an exposed wound, there should be other wounds under the clothes, and that is a fatal injury. However, without waiting for Yu Zang Huama to ask people to find the wounds on the sentinel and treat them, the sentinel had already tried his best and hurriedly informed him of the latest military information.

"Weiyuan Fort has sent troops! It's eight miles away! ”

His eyes were blocked by the mountain wall, but the long-awaited enemy would soon turn around from that bend.

Defeat the enemy, just a few moments later!

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"Where is Han Gang and the blind medicine?" As he got closer and closer to the Diners Valley, Miao Zhu's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and the frowning brows were twisted into a Sichuan character at the center of the eyebrows.

From Weiyuan to Dalai Valley, a march of dozens of miles is nothing to an army that has experienced many battles. After sending scouts to confirm the location of the enemy army, Miao Zhi left behind the accompanying people and let them camp in the rear, while he himself led the main force to Dalai Valley.

It's just that he doesn't have many troops in his hands, and he urgently needs to converge with the Fan cavalry in Han Gang's hands, as well as more than 1,000 people from Wang Sunchen. Without the Qingtang Army led by Han Gang and Blind Medicine, and without the soldiers who stayed in Xingluo Jiecheng, it was really an unbearable hardship for him to fight against an enemy whose strength was several times his own.

However, due to the interruption of transportation, Miao Zhu still doesn't know what happened to Xingluo Yucheng, and he doesn't know whether Lu Dao Han Gang has contacted Wang Sunchen. It is even more unclear whether they followed Han Gang's own suggestion to bring it back and gathered Yu Zang Huama.

I don't know anything, which makes Miao Zhen, who has always acted steadily, also want to scold people, he shouldn't have been in such a hurry. However, Wang Shao had deep confidence in Han Gang, and as soon as he received a message from Han Gang, he immediately ordered Miao Zhi to send troops to respond.

Miao Lu comforted his father on the side, "Don't worry, my lord, even if Xingluo Yucheng is not guaranteed, there is still Han Jiyi." The blind medicine Fan army is a cutting-edge division, and Han Jiyi is famous for his intelligence in Kansai, so he will not easily lose to Yu Zang Huama! ”

If only it were that simple! Although he was unimpressed, Miao did not point out the error in his son's words. Before the war, good words were more reassuring than some sharp and piercing truths.

I have seen the figure of the Tubo people from afar, and thousands of them have gathered at the mouth of the Dalai Valley. When Miao gave an order and the drum beat sounded, the group of people were startled by the majestic sound of the horn.

If Han Gang was present and could see with his own eyes Miao Zhu's wrist in commanding the formation, he would definitely not be stingy with praise. Under the command of the patrol of the western road capital, the more than 1,000 soldiers he brought with him, after dismounting, changed from the marching army column to the battle formation, and the movement was as smooth as flowing clouds. From the slender and long queue, one side forward, the other gradually stretched to the sides, and when they stood still in front of the enemy, it was already neatly transformed into an inverted glaive formation with the Chinese army breaking forward and the two wings bending back.

No matter how much the two sides planned before the war, they all hoped to catch each other's flaws and win. But at the end of the day, it was a face-to-face battle that decided to win or lose this time.